Bellefonte, Pa., February 13, 1920.
THE LOST VOICE.
Seated one day in the office
Distracted, and ill at ease,
I wildly jiggled the phone-hook
And Central said “Number, please?”
I know not what number I gave her,
Tis vanished, beyond recall,
I know I was flabbergasted
That she answered the phone at all!
It filled me with sheer amazement,
It thrilled me with fierce delight,
For when she repeated the number
She actually got it right.
I glued the phone to my ear drum,
And my heart beat high and fast,
As I said to myself, “Eureka!”
I shall get that call at last.”
I waited, and waited, and waited,
Once more I seized the hook,
Between my thumb and finger,
And shook, and shook, and shook.
But I listened and listened vainly
The sun had waned and set,
And the stars were out but Central
Had made no answer yet.
It may be she'll answer sometime,
But I wonder now and then,
If only when I'm in heaven
Shall I hear that voice again.
—Madison, Ill, Republic.
MEDDLESOME MATTIE'S RO-
MANCE.
Mattie Mayfield was the village
spinster, and, strange as it may
seem, she had in a manner elected or
appointed herself to that post, though
she did it unwittingly. Her widowed
mother died when Mattie was in her
early teens, and Mattie had to help
out her meager inheritance by some
sort of work. She was ambitious to
become a teacher, so she let down her
dresses, forin those days the letting
down of the dress signified an age of
dignity and discretion, and Mattie
must make an impression on the
school board. She put her hair up
very high, practiced her prunes and
prisms religiously before her mirror
till her mouth lost its habit of dimp-
ling and turning itself up at the cor-
ners on the slightest provocation—
and received the school. Some one
uessed her age ridiculously old, and,
jubilant, she let it remain; then, of
course, the mischief was done. She
could not be young if she wished, and
at times she did wish, oh, so much!
But as time went on she almost gave
up wishing, took up a staid middle-
aged life in somber clothes at twen-
ty-eight—and that is old in a village
—and so she became the village
“spin.” She knew also that some
people who had felt the weight of her
scorn on occasion had called her Med-
dlesome Mattie.
One evening as she sat in her room,
beside her tiny stove, she said the
name to herself, but in a new tone, a
determined, respectful tone.
“Yes,” she mused, “that’s just what
I shall do. I’ll be Meddlesome Mattie
—the poor little lamb!” The endear-
ment had no reference to herself, but
to a favorite pupil of hers, Bonnie
Clay Bennington. Poor little Bonnie
had done a terrible thing and the.gos-
sips were so busy with her name that
she could not withstand the venom of
it all. She was ill, confined through
the hot summer to her home, while
the young husband who had married
her clandestinely was at the front,
eating his heart out because the rash
act, so Bonnie had called it, had
wrought so much unhappiness to the
one whose happiness was dearer to
her than anything else on earth.
“T’ll not have it! What if she did
run away and get married? What if
she is a war bride? I wish—" but she
did not finish. She laughed and,
jumping to her feet, did a Highland
fling.
She was going to write a fiction of
her life. She would tell Bonnie and
her mother how she had planned to
run away with the sweetheart of her
youth, but that her courage had fail-
ed her and he had gone away never
to return. She wanted the story to
hang together, so she wrote facts
first, then made them fit. But she
stuck at his name. “Strange,” she
muttered, “that I cannot recall the
name of this man with whom I am
running away.” She could think only
of Lochinvar. “I have it—Lochiel
Ross. Ill call him Lochie!”
~ When Mrs, Clay saw her coming
she said to Bonnie: “It’s that Med-
dlesome Mattie. You don’t want to
see her!” But Bonnie answered, “Yes,
let her in. She was always nice to
me, nicer than I deserved.” So it
happened that Mattie was soon hold-
ing the little wasted hand, and telling,
with many stops and exclamations, all
about her planned elopement, wishing
that her courage had not failed her so
that she would now be happily mar-
ried.
She blushed at the revelation (she
was in the habit of telling the truth)
and added many details. It was a
changed Bonnie who smiled her a
goodbye. And Bonnie and her mother
talked long over Mattie’s sad romance,
and when Bonnie wrote to her hus-
band she told him the story, adding
that she was so glad that she was not
an unhappy old maid, and that he had
married her over all objections.
When he read the letter it was so
different in tone from her others that
he whistled a merry tune and his bun-
kie heard him. “Good news, Ben?”
he asked wistfully, hoping to hear of
the happiness of some home. “You've
guessed it, Scotty, and it’s all through
the little school-ma’am they used to
call Meddlesome Mattie.” Then he
recited Mattie’s romance to Corporal
Scott.
They talked long and sympathetic-
ally about the poor little old maid who
had lost her nerve and her sweetheart.
“I’ll bet you, man,” observed the cor-
poral, “that she’s mighty nearly all
right, that little old girl. Let’s both
write to her.
they did.
Mattie, cheered by the vast im-
provement in Bonnie, kept up the
farce ‘day after day, dropping in with
abit ‘of ‘news; a ‘flower or a poem that
reminded her of Lochie, till it was the
seventh wonder of the village that
It'll do no harm.” So |
Bonnie Bennington had discharged
her doctor and was taking long walks
about the country with her old teach-
er. 4
Then one day two overseas letters
came to Miss Mattie Mayfield. The
one from Bonnie’s soldier husband,
which she opened first, left her flush-
ed and happy by its ardent thanks.
She had made a better soldier of him
he said; had relieved his mind and
from now on she was to consider him
as her soldier, too. The other she
read through twice. Scotty was tell-
ing her how she was the most won-
derful woman, that his mother would
have done just such a beautiful thing
in her place, and so on.
“Why, he thinks I'm as old as Me-
thuselah!” she exclaimed, indignant-
ly. Then she laughed a little rueful-
ly—it might have been a real romance
—if. “Well, I'll tell him the truth,”
she said, and she did, but told him as
he valued Bonnie’s health not to tell
Ben. But time is long in the trench-
es. The confession was too funny to
keep, and Scotty had to tell Ben.
“Ben, Ben,” he said, “that makes
her better than ever. She risked a
lot of gossip, making out that she had
been giddy, when evidently she’s nev-
er had time to do anything but make
her living. Wouldn't it get you?”
But Ben, with tears in his eyes, was
realizing the need that Mattie had
felt that something heroic must be
done to save his wife, and Mattie’s
stock soared to the skies.
When Mattie wrote she had told her
age. Corporal Scott was just turning
thirty-one. When she confessed the
correspondence to Bonnie they laugh-
ed and giggled like two romantic
school girls.
Of course, love can come “sight un-
seen,” as the boys say when they
swap jacknives, for letters often dis-
close real hearts. So Ben was chap-
eron to the romance which culminated
when he and Scotty were allowed to
come home on sick leave. And Scot-
ty needed no second invitation to
spend his leave with Ben.
were two very happy couples indeed
that made a foursome. in the walks
and drives about the village.
Corporal Scott tried to convince
Mattie that it would now be in order
for them to elope, for he was ready to
wind up the romance in true Lochin-
var style. “Whose romance is this, I'd
like to know?” growled Ben. “Bon-
nie and I did enough eloping for all
of us, and we've earned the right to
‘stand up’ with you right regular.”
And so it was that Meddlesome |
Mattie ceased being meddlesome at
the same instant that she ceased be-
ing the village “spin” and became the
wife of Corporal Scott.—By Barbara
err.
Forward Movement of the Reformed
Church in the United States.
The Reformed church of the United
States, through its Forward Move-
ment Commission, will this spring ask
its members for $10,8V4,425, for the
work of the church for a five-year
period of growth and effort never be-
fore equalled by the church. This is
in addition to the amount needed for
regular expenses which will aggre-
gate over $4,000,000 for the five-year
period. :
The huge budget will be itemized as
follows: Home Missions, $2,383,200;
Foreign Missions, $2,514,225; Educa-
tional Institution, $3,850,000; Publi-
cation Interests, $550,000; Ministerial
Relief, $1,200,000. The cost of the |,
campaign, estimated at three per
cent., will be $350,000, which makes
the grand total as shown above. Of
the amount for Ministerial Relief,
$1,000,000 will go for sustentation,
and the remainder for disabled or
aged ministers.
Educational institutions of the
church to the number of twelve will
receive part of the fund, the largest
being Franklin and Marshall College,
with $600,000; Heidelberg University,
$600,000; Ursinus College, $600,000;
the Mission House, $350,000; Allen-
town College for Women, Hood Col-
lege, and Mercersburg Academy,
$300,000 each; Lancaster Theological
Seminary and Central Theological
Seminary, $250,000 each; Catawba
College, $125,000; Franklin and Mar-
shall Academy, $100,000; and Mas-
sanutten Academy, $75,000.
The figures of the budget were ar-
rived at through a comprehensive and
exhaustive study of the situation by
a Survey committee,
Charles E. Schaeffer is the chairman.
The financial director of the drive
will be a prominent layman, Edwin M.
Hartman, principal of Franklin and
Marshall Academy, at Lancaster, Pa.,
who has been for some time on leave
of absence to direct the Field Work
department of the Forward Move-
ment.
The financial campaign of the Re-
formed church is in line with the pol-
icy of the Interchurch World Move-
ment, which is planning a drive from
April 31st to May 2nd, in which all
evangelical churches, affiliated with
that movement will take part. Over
twenty of the demonstrations are affil-
iated, and many of them will have
financial crusades at that time.
Thought He Was a Methodist.
Smart “city fellers” are prone to
sneer at what they are pleased to call
“small town stuff,” but out of the
small town of Philipsburg, in Centre
county, by way of the weekly Ledger
of that place, comes a bit of humor
that seems to us good enough to have
been born in the city. Here it is:
During the tolling of the Metho-
dist church bell on January 16, in Ty-
rone, in celebration of the inaugura-
tion of constitutional prohibition, a
man stopped and asked the reason.
“That’s the funeral dirge for poor
John Barleycorn,” he was informed.
“Blamed if I knew he was a Metho-
dist before,” the man mumbled, and
went on his way.
Play actor folk, on the big time cir-
cuits, may be expected to use this now
and palm it off as their own.—Phila-
delphia Record.
Not Surprising.
“I think the picture lacks atmos-
phere,” said the kindly critic.
“Fact is,” explained the artist, “I
had a hard -time raising the wind
while I was painting it.” :
——Subscribe for the “Watchman.”
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of which Dr. {|
ONE OF WAR'S MASTER MINDS ; NEWSPAPERS DON'T TELL ALL
+
Britain Owes Deep Debt of Gratitude
to Patrick Quinan, of Whom
| Little Is Known.
: One of the mest vital and at the
same time mysterious figures in the
war on the British side was Patrick
Quinan, an American of Irish descent.
Vital because he planned all the great
munition works which enabled Great
Britain to supply not only her own
but her allies’ needs in munitions;
mysterious because his name was
never allowed to be mentioned during
the war and because he would never
be interviewed.
| Mr. Quinan reached England by way
of South Africa. Trained at du Pont's,
he went to the South African Explo-
sives company at Cape Town, then the
largest in the British empire, owing to
the demand for explosives for mining
purposes. The vast factories laid out
in England during the war—now some-
what of a white elephant, as their
‘conversion to peace purposes is still
unsettled—were all designed by Mr.
Quinan.
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| Quinan is just over 40 years of age, |
and since the cloeg of the war has dis-
appeared. His name was never in any
“honor list”—which is rather a dis-
tinction these times. He was never
given any public recognition by any
member of the government or the
army. Still no one man did as much
to help win the war as this retiring
Mr. Quinan.
WAR TAUGHT HIM SOMETHING
Returned Doughboy Convinced, Among
Other Things, That There Is Little
Gained in Kicking.
' «There are thousands of returned
soldiers to whom the war was a spir-
itual university,” says Maude Rad-
ford Warren, in Everybody's. “They
have won an understanding and a
tolerance beyond their years. The best
example I know is my friend Sidney,
aged twenty-two, and endowed through
the hard means of shot and shell with
a maturity beyond his years.
“At home, Sid said. ‘I used to kick
if things didn’t go right. Well, sitting
around in the mud over here I have
begun to think a lot about some of
the older people I know. They take
things just as they come, I notice;
don’t kick much. Life seems to teach
them that.
as just a lot of concentrated life. It's
been that to me, anyhow. If ever I
kick, it's sort of from force of habit.
I honestly don’t want to very much. I
Well, the war strikes me '
let the bad luck go with a grin, and |
if not. with set teeth. and I try not
to count it at all. The good luck I
count as clear velvet. It may not
be a logical way of looking at life, but:
it's a practical way. Sitting here in’
the mud and getting old myself, I fig-.
ure that is abou* the way the nice
middle-aged people T know at home
look at things. Being a good sport is
about as good a thing as anyone can
contribute to the world.”
Mauritius.
Mauritius, the home of the dodo, is
in the political limelight, or so it
would appear from the announcement
that the Bordeaux chamber of com-
merce has requested the French gov-
ernment to enter into parleyings with
Britain with a view to restoring for-
mer French supremacy.
Since the
dodo is extinct, it will be more accu--
rate to speak of Mauritius as once.
the home of that now almost fabulous
creature. Mauritius was once known
As a Matter of Fact, World Must Not
Be Judged by What One May
See in Print.
Through all civilized countries folks
spend a lot of their time just read-
ing the papers. And it is all right,
too. Everybody reads the papers.
But one must be careful to keep
one’s equilibrium at the same time. We
must not make "the mistake of sup-
posing that there is nothing else going
on In the world except that which the
papers print.
The papers publish only the news
that is startling or sensational. Nat-
urally, that’s all they publish. What-
ever is unusual, out of the ordinary,
something that astonishes one—these
things are what the papers print.
If you were to go into a newspa-
per office with an item, say, about a
man who had reared his family care-
fully, sent them to school and had
paid the mortgage off his home, the
editor wouldn’t put that piece in the
paper because there is nothing unusual
about it.
But if the item were about a man
who refused to work to support his
family, and who beat his wife over the
head with a club, und who chased them
all out in the middle of the
night in the rain, then the editor would
say it was “news.”
So, you see, it is mostly the trou-
bles of the world. its seamy side, its
crime and suffering and squalor that
get inte the papers.
Yet, there is the world’s other side,
thank God—its bright side, its love
and gladness and charity and the help
that one man gives another.
Read the papers, of course. But,
when you read them do not get the
fdea into yeur head that the world is
plunging headlong to perdition, be-
cause such is not the case.~Utica
Globe.
WINGS FOR MRS. VANDERBILT
Soldier Admired Spirit of His Enter-
tainer, but Couldn’t Quite
Credit the Rest.
Mrs. W. K. Vanderbilt tells this story
on herself: :
Ste was doing canteen work in
France during the recent misunder-
standing in that vicinity, and devoted
considerable time to entertaining
American soldiers in one of the hostess
houses. Being an excellent dancer
and attractive, she was in much de-
mand among. the boys. One evening
she danced several times with a tall
tow-haired doughboy who showed
symptoms of great loneliness and
talked volubly about things in Michi-
gan.
When the evening was ended, the
tow-haired one came over to Mrs.
Vanderbilt.
“I've. had a bully time,” he said,
“and I want to keep track of you.
We're moving out of here tomorrow,
for the front. But if we get back, I'd
like to look you up over in the States.
My name is Albert Bridgeman, from
Grand Rapids. What’s yours?”
“I'm Mrs. W. K. Vanderbilt,” she re-
plied.
~The doughboy scanned her from
head to foot.
“That’s right,
“fly high!”
chicken,” he said,
Treasure-Trove.
Tobermory Bay is becoming seri
ously interesting. The salving opera-
' tions in connection with the Spanish
' galleon,
as Cerne, a name which it is said to
have derived from cienas—the dodo,
or, more unromantically, the ground-
pigeon. Portuguese,
‘and British have all been connected
\with the history of Mauritius. It was
discovered by the Portuguese. It was
French for 100 years and then British.
It became British in 1814 but during.
the French Revolution it had served
|as a refuge for many emigres te whom
the Emerald isle of the Indian ocean
Iwas known as the scene of Bernadin
lde St. Pierre’s “Paul et Virginie.” In
'size it equals about the eighteenth part
lof the area of England and Wales.
| Was Variety the Spice of Her Life?
| It is commonly thought that a very
long series of names is reserved for
kings and the sons and daughters of
kings. We have frequently exclaimed
lover the seven names with which King
'George’s eldest son is afflicted, or the
former crown prince, for that matter.
But probably the longest name in the
world is attached to a mere laundry-
man’s daughter. She was born in 1883,
and her parents, surely from a sense
of the ludicrous, gave her a name for
‘every letter in the alphabet, to-wit:
| Anna Bertha Cecelia Diana Emily
Fanny Gertrude Hypatia Inez Jane
Katherine Louisa Maud Nora Ophelia
Patience Quince Rebecca Sarah Ter-
lesa Ulysses Venus Winifred Xenophon
Yetty Zeus Pepper. What will Miss
Pepper do when it comes to finding
new names for her own future fam-
lity 2—Boston Post.
| Machine Does Work Quickly.
A piece of drudgery that has been
‘assigned to machine labor is applying
stucco. A new electric machine, with
blades making 1,500 revolutions per
minute puts on the material, and the
operator and an assistant feeding the
hopper cover the space rapidly and ef-
ficiently. Tha plastic substance is pro-
jected with such force that a thin fllm
of moisture is squeezed out behind it,
causing a waterproof protective coat of
enamel to form upon the surface.
Where to Dodge Tips.
in India a native barber can shave
«+ person while asleep without awaking
_m. so gentle is his touch.
ct — —————
French, Dutch, |
supposedly the Florencia,
which for three and a half centuries
has lain a wreck off the coast of the
Isle of Mull, are being brought to the
surface—among them a beautifully
chased silver plate and the orna-
mented handle of a silver flagon. In-
terest in the operations has brought
crowds to this part of the Scottish
coast and neither bed nor board is to
be obtained by late comers. The div-
.once.
MORE THAN USUALLY ‘WARM
Sailors Declare the Gulf Stream ls
Outdoing Itself at This Season,
for Some Reason.
Marine men blame the Gulf stream
for the summer weather prevailing
along the Atlantic coast. They say the
water of the Gulf stream is almost
boiling.
In Norfolk, Va., the temperature
was 86 degrees. A hundred miles out
to sea just before the Gulf stream is
reached the temperature was 101, ac-
cerding to information breught there
by marine men. Within one day’s run
from Norfolk by water there was a
difference of nearly 40 degrees in the
temperature. It was so hot in the Gulf
stream, marine men said, it was al-
most unbearable to remain on deck
during the day.
Vessels passing through the peculiar
water during the day say the weather
is hotter than they have ever experi-
enced before. A difference in the tem-
peragure of the water dipped from the
Gdlf stream with buckets from ships
with that of the ocean itself is the
difference, marine men report, be-
tween moderately cool water and that
warm enough almost to poach an egg.
The Gulf stream water is lighter than
the remainder of the ocean and when
first dipped foams and bubbles like
water just on the point of boiling.
It was reported that an American
destroyer would go out to the Gulf
stream with a party of experts for the
purpose of making observations for
use by the government and to ascer-
tain if reports brought in by merchant
ships are authentic.
COULD FEEL FOR AFFLICTION
Man Had Not Forgotten How It Felt
to Be Deprived of the Blessing
of Sight.
He looked as if he owned a bank.
And he was talking to a man who
looked as if he owned two.
And while they confabbed in fromt
of a hotel a wrinkled woman came up
to them leading a wrinkled man. ‘She
was selling matches—5 cents a bex,
three for—
The one-bank man waved aside the
matches, but put some money in the
woman’s hands, and asked her un-
lucky companion how he came te lose
his sight.
The blind man said that he had
never had any sight to lose. He was
born that way.
The man of the two banks chipped
in: with a donation, then the couple
moved on, the blind man, philoseph-
ically serene and the woman shrilling
her slogan—*“Matches! Five cents a
box, three for—”
And the one-bank man said to the
one who owned two:
“TI had my eyes bandaged for a week
Blindness is a tragic thing.” ’
Whicl: showed that, in his case any-
how, a little knowledge was not a dan-
gerous thing.—Washington Star.
Dolls in Literature.
A London writer has recently in-
troducer the subject of dolls in lit-
erature. Almost anyone, who will
trouble to search his memory, can dis-
cover a doll somewhere between the
covers of many a book which he has
read. Beginning with a “slighting ref-
erence to them under the name ef
babies,” in Sydney’s “Arcadia,” and
noting the mention of a doll by Char-
lotte Bronte, this writer concludes
that, until the nineteenth century.
dolls were neglected by English au-
thors and that they appear more fre-
quently in French than in English fic-
: tion. Dickens seems to have had mere
' to say about dolls than any other Eng-
: lish author; but the dell Nobby is.an
ers have not performed their work !
without some sign of protest from sea |
dwellers, One of them disturbed re- |
cently a huge conger measuring some
15 feet. The annoyance of the animal |
was unmistakable. Treasure-trove is
undoubtedly now within grasp, but
difficulty is experienced in bringing
the finds whole and uninjured to the
enwfaan
sutialve
The Flying Era.
Mail-carrying airplanes are already |
an old story, writes A. Russell Bond,
in “Inventions of the Great War.” In
Europe the big bombing machines are
being used for passenger service be-
tween cities. There is an air line
between Paris and London. The air-
planes carry from a dozen to as many
as 50 passengers on a single trip, In
some cities here, as well as abroad,
the police are being trained to fly, so
that they can police the heavens when
the public takes to wings. Evidently,
the flying era is here.
Thing of the Past.
“An old gentleman from the coun-
try visited Washington the other day
and set the capital in an uproar. In
fact, he was hailed as one of the na-
tion's leading humorists.”
“What did he do or say to make
such an impression?”
“He said he'd ‘come to Washington,
by heck, to see a specimen of that
there senatorial dignity.’ "”—Birming-
ham Age-Herald,
Merely Thinking.
“Yes,” said Mr. Brown, “my wife and
I are thinking of chartering a yacht for
the year.” ;
“But won't that be pretty expen-
sive?” asked Mr. Hughes. .
“Not so long as we confine ourselves
to thinking about it,” replied Mr,
Brown. ’
an el Bc 3 tan
important personage in Mr. Wels’
“Peter and Joan," and the dolls’ house
in “Tono-Bungay” contained 85 dells,
although with none of them does the
reader become personally acquainted.
Jerry and Rosa, in “The Golden Age,”
are also remembered.
German Farming Methods.
Germany may have ied the werld in
some branches of technical skill but
her farming methods left much to be
desired if the bitter contempt poured
upon them by a Bunyip soldier can
serve as a standard. Bunyip, Victoria,
Australia, is proud of its knowledge of
soil culture, and 17 months spent as
a prisoner of war at threepence a
day on a farm in Silesia, Germany,
made one of its finest citizens more
convinced than ever that Bunyip is al-
ways best. When he returned to
Australia and applied for a farm he
was asked, as a joke, if he could give
a reference from his previous em-
ployer. His reply would have been
gall and wormwood to the Silesian.
United States Sex Statistics.
The census of 1910 showed 2,691,978
more males than females in the United
States. In all but Massachusetts,
Rhode Island, Maryland, North Caro-
lina, South Carolina and the District
of Columbia, the males are’ in excess.
In all the world females are a little in
excess. The reverse in America is
evidently due to the excess in male im-
migration.
Breaking It Gently.
“You were discharged?”
“No, indeed!”
“But you lost your job.”
“It happened this way: The boss
informed me in the kindest possible
manner that there would be no limit
set for my vacation this year.”
Airplane Service in Australia.
A company has been formed in Aus-
tralia to conduct an airplane passenger
and freight service among the principal
cities of the commonwealth.
FARM NOTES.
—Vegetable Varieties Listed for the
Back-Yard Garden.—The gardener
who desires prompt attention from
the seedsman should not delay his seed
orders until planting time is upon
him. The choicest and best selected
seeds are sold first, and those who lag
behind with their orders may find that
choice varieties will be exhausted in
the latter part of the season.
_ Varieties of vegetables differ con-
siderably in quality. In the produc-
tion of a supply for the home table
(the best market in the world) it pays
to have a regard for quality. Sath
matter as palatability, tenderness and
keeping qualities should have consid-
eration. For the inexperienced gar-
dener, unfamiliar with the different
varieties The Pennsylvania State Col-
lege department of horticulture ap-
pends a list especially for the home
garden:
Asparagus—Palmetto (use large
one-year-old crowns or roots, rust-re-
sistant strains).
Beans, bush—Green podded, String-
less Green Pod. Fordhook Favorite;
wax or yellow—Brittle Wax Pencil
Pod Black, Kidney Wax.
Beans, shell—Dwarf Horticultural,
White Marrowfat (soup), Improved
Goddard.
Beans, pole—Green pod, Kentucky
Wonder, Burgers, McCasland; wax
pod—Golden Cluster.
Beans, lima—bush, Fordhook Bush,
Henderson’s Bush.
Beans, lima—Pole, Early Leviathan,
King of the Garden, Carolina Sieva,
(small seeded).
Beets, early—Early Model, Crosby
Egyptian; 2nd early or main crop—
Improved Blood Turnip, Dark Red
Detroit.
Brussels Sprouts—Long Island Im-
proved.
Cabbage, early—Jersey Wakefield,
Charleston Wakefield (one week later
than Jersey); midsummer—Enkhui-
zen Glory, Succession; late—Danish
Baldhead (for winter storing).
Carrots—French Forcing (early).
Chantenay or Model, Danvers Half
Long.
Cauliflower—Snowball, Erfurt.
Celery, summer and fall—Golden
Self-Blanching, Easy Blanching; win-
ter storing—Winter Queen.
Sweet corn, extra early—Early
Fordhook; second early—Golden Ban-
tam, White Cob and Cory, Howling
Mob; late—Country Gentleman, Stow-
ell’s Evergreen.
To insure .a continuous supply of
highest quality corn plant Golden
Bantam in succession every ten days,
May 1 to July 1.
Cucumbers—White Spine.
Kohl-Rabi—White Vienna.
Lettuce, head—Early May King,
Sensation, Big Boston, Hanson; loose
leaf—Grand Rapids, Prize Head,
Fordhook, Osage.
Watermelon — Fordhook Early,
Kleckley’s Sweets.
Onions, yellow—Southport Yellow is
a large mild onion of the Spanish
type. Start plants in hotbed or green-
house February 1 or use sets.
Onions, red—Red Weathersfield,
Southport Red.
Onions, white—White Portugal,
Southport White.
Parsnips—Hollow Crown, Offenham
Market.
Peas, extra early—Best Extra Ear-
ly, Surprise; early and wrinkled—
Gradus, Thomas Laxton, Little Mar-
vel, Laxtonia.
Peas, main crop—Alderman (tall)
Stratagem and British Wonder
(dwart.)
Pepper—Ruby King, Neapolitan
Early.
Radish, globe varieties—extra ear-
ly—Scarlet Globe, Scarlet Turnip
White Tip; second early—Crimson Gi-
ant; long varieties—early—White Ici-
cle, Long Cardinal; summer—Strass-
burg, Chartier, Lady Finger.
Squash, summer—White Bush, Gi-
ant Crookneck; winter—True Hub-
bard, Boston Marrow, Delicious.
Turnips—Extra Early Purple To
White Milan, roe, ® >
Tomatoes, early—Bonny Best or
Chalk’s Jewel; late—Matchless, Stone.
Egg Plant—Black Beauty.
Although all of these varieties are
good, no one is advised to substitute
any of them for a variety which has
given full satisfaction, unless he is
convinced the change is an improve-
ment. In buying seeds the best plan
is to secure a catalogue from a relia-
ble seedhouse and purchase by mail.
The list of varieties in the average
seed catalogue is very long and con-
fusing. Descriptions and colored pic-
tures are sometimes misleading. Just
how much seed of the various kinds
to order is also a problem. Some
seeds are not good when more than a
year old, and it is advisable to buy
each year’s supply as needed. Be sure
to purchase sufficient quantities. The
following quantities of seed will be
sufficient for each 100 feet of row:
Bush beans, one pint; Pole beans,
one pint; Beets, one ounce; Cabbage,
one packet; Carrots, one-fourth ounce,
Cauliflower, one packet; Celery, one
packet; Sweet corn, one-half pint; Cu-
cumbers, one-half ounce; Endive, one-
fourth ounce; Kale, one-half ounce;
Muskmelon, one-half ounce; Kohl
Rabi, one-half ounce; Leek, one ounce;
Onion sets, two and one-half quarts;
Onion seed, one ounce; Parsley, one-
half ounce; Parsnips, one-half ounce;
Peas, one quart; Radishes, one ounce;
Rutabaga, one-half ounce; Salsify,
one ounce; Spinach, one ounce;
Squash, one-half ounce; Swiss Chard,
one ounce; Tomato, one packet; Tur-
nip, one-half ounce.
—Good digestion is the result of
feeding enough to sustain the animal
and repair waste, but not enough to
keep the stomach in an overloaded
condition all the time. It will do the
horses good to have sufficient appe-
tite to relish a meal when it is given
them.
—The triple profits derived from
the flock—wool, lambs and mutton—
come in at different seasons; and for
this reason sheep are better suited to
the farmer of small means than any
other stock.
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