Democratic watchman. (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1855-1940, February 20, 1925, Image 2

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    Bellefonte, Pa., February 20, 1925.
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PROGRESS VS. LOVE.
Ah me! the march of Progress
Is driving Love from hence,
For how can parting lovers talk
Across a barb-wire fence?
No swinging gate to lean on,
No high fence with its bars,
Which seemed to shut out Eden,
Where two eyes gleamed bright as stars.
Ah me! the march of Progress
Exiles the great log-fire,
The stove severe and blackly grim
Can no fair thoughts inspire.
The tallow dip is fated—
Gas in its place burns bright;
The candle had an end some time,
But the gas will burn all night.
Ah, me! the march of Progress
Made sails give way to steam,
And now an ocean passage
Is short-lived as a dream.
No time is left for courting
Upon the steamers fast—
You meet a maid—secarce know her,
When behold! the journey’s past.
Ah me! the march of Progress
Has brought the railroad car;
More enchanting was the stage-coach
With its rumble and its jar.
As the train speeds swiftly onward
It suggests unrest and strife—
You have no time left for loving,
You have scarcely time for life.
And now the march of Progress
An idol has o’erthrown,
Which this age iconoclastic
Had left to me alone.
Through the streets of ev'ry village
Blaze the great electric lights—
And the porch has lost its romance
Through the balmy summer nights.
—Flavel Scott Mines, in Puck.
A RARE KIND OF TRAMP.
By Levi A. Miller.
I will reproduce a very pathetic
story; a real occurrence, no fiction. It
occurred in 1884, during my career as
a reporter on a daily paper. I was
greatly interested when I heard the
dialogue between the kind looking
man and the rare tramp. In conse-
quence, I never can forget what I
overheard on that day.
Maternal love! the word that seems
bliss,
Gives and receives, all bless—fullest and
most
Thou givest! Spring—head of all felicity,
Deepest when most is drawn! Emblem of
God!
O'erflowing most when greatest numbers
drink.—Pollock.
“Say, Mister, I am ashamed to do
it, but you are a kind-looking man,
and I thought you might help—"
“No, no,” replied the kind-looking
man, half savagely, “I have enough to
help without helping big, hearty hulks
like you.”
“I know it is asking a great deal,
but I so much want to go home. It is
Christmas time, and my’ mother—"
“Don’t tell me anything about your
mother,” interrupted the kind-looking
man. Any man who has a good moth-
er will not desert her and go tramp-
ing and beating his way through the
world. Those who do are not men at
all, and are not worthy of the least
respect or aid. I measure men by the
respect they show for their mother.”
“That’s right, Mister, that’s right;
I want to be that sort of a man, and
mean tc be hereafter.”
“How do I know you have a moth-
er?” asked the kind-looking man in
sofe tones; this is only one of your
dodges to get money out of kind-
hearted people.” ’
“Here is the proof!”
After removing several pins and
fumbling in a deep inside pockte in his
soiled and worn vest, the tramp drew
forth a crumpled envelope, which bore
a faded superscription, and showed
signs of frequent handling.
The kind-looking man took it be-
tween the tips of his fingers and eyed
it as if visions of smallpox or pesti-
lence were floating before his eyes.
“The best mother in the world wrote
that,” exclaimed the tramp, proudly,
“and I, the most recreant son in Chris-
tendom, have resolved to see her and
be a man.”
“If I thought you meant it, I would
be only too happy to aid you,” said the
kind-looking man earnestly; but you
fellows are so lost to manhood that
you will trifie with the most sacred
things on earth.”
“By the tear stains on the dimmed
and faded pages of this letter, I swear
that I will abandon my vagabond life
and devote the remainder of my days
to making reparation for the follies of
the last two years.”
The earnestness of the tramp was
such that the kind-looking man was
inclined to believe him; yet he was re-
strained from acting upon the gener-
ous impulses which swelled within his
heart, by the recollections of the many
times he had been cruelly imposed up-
on by equally earnest promises.
“How did you come to be in this
plight?” asked the kind-looking gen-
tleman.
“It is a short story. Two years ago
today, I wanted to go with some folks
to a shooting match and dance.
Mother advised me to stay at home,
because the company was not to her
taste. I coaxed her until at last she
reluctantly consented. When almost
ready to start my father came in and
positively forbade my going; I became
angry, and spoke to him as no son
should speak to his father. When he
had gone out again I bundled up some
of my clothing and ran away. At the
shooting match I got into a fuss with
one of the mountain bullies and came
out pretty badly used up. During the
evening I drank too much, lost all my
money, got my clothes torn and soiled,
and when I came to myself the next
morning I was ashamed to go home.
Since then I have been a tramp.”
“When did you get this letter?”
asked the kind-looking man.
“It was written one year ago to-
night. Let me read it to you; it is
short.”
“Well, go on.”
all
“My Darling Boy: I have just
heard, through Mr. Johnston, where
you are, and I write these few lines,
hoping they may find you. You do
not know how sad and heart-broken I
have been since you went away. To-
day I fixed the Christmas presents for
Tom and Fannie, and you can never
know how sad I felt when I looked at
the nice suit of clothes I had for you
last year. Somehow, I could not help
taking them out of your chest and
putting them on your bed. Then I
prayed that you might come and get
them. If you only would, then I would
be too happy. Your father feels hard
toward you, but Charley, he will for-
give you, I know he will; I think of
you and dream of you constantly, and
often find myself looking at your
clothes and wondering if I shall ever
see you again. Come back, my dar-
ling; come, if only for my sake. No
matter what any one may say, you
will always find my heart waiting to
welcome and forgive. Poor, mis-
guided boy! If a mother’s tears and
a mother’s prayers can avail in heav-
en, you will come. Yes, you will
come. It can not be that I suffer thus
in vain. If I thought you were warm
and comfortable and with good peo-
ple, I would be better satisfied, but
you may not be. God bless you, my
wandering boy, tonight, and heaven
guide your steps to home and me. I
know you will come.
Your Mother.”
“And you have carried that a whole
year?” exclaimed the kind-looking
man.
“J was in Illinois when I got it, and
had bad luck, else I would have been
home before this.”
“Where is your home?”
“In Huntingdon county, sir, and if
I had a ticket I could get there before
morning.”
The frosty snow of the mountain
creaked and cracked under Charley’s
quick steps as he hastened from the
way-station toward his father’s house.
The old paths were familiar, and the
trees seemed to arouse from their
drowsiness and bow to him has he
passed. He thought he could recog-
nize, by the light of the moon, the
fresh-made tracks in the path. This
was Tom’s, because he always had
“sparables” in his boot-soles, to pre-
vent their wearing out with much
tramping over the rocky hillsides in
quest of game. Those more dainty
tracks were certainly Fannies. She
had been to the store and postoffice, to
get the weekly mail and trinkets for
Christmas. Two, three, four miles
vanished beneath Charley’s rapid
tread, yet he was not weary. He had
made no note of time, but the stars
which were twinkling on the eastern
horizon when he left Pittsburgh were
now descending the western slope.
The first thing that aroused the re-
turning wanderer was the familiar
barking of a dog. Then for a moment
he felt powerless to move. Before
him stood the old barn, dark and
dreary. Just beyond, half hidden by
the orchard trees, was the house.
Everything appeared just as he had
left it.
“At home at last!” This, his first
exclamation, broke the spell that had
possessed him, and he began to real-
ize his awkward situation. Ragged,
dirty, starved and wan-visaged, he
stood and wondered what or how to
do. Advancing to the bars leading
from the barnyard to the house, he
climbed up and sat upon the top rail,
as he had often done before, and con-
tinued to think and wonder. While
thus musing he was startled by a
touch upon the hand. It was Crowder,
the old fox hound, who had scented
him and came to give him a welcome.
Then followed Rover, the farm dog.
They were overjoyed, and would have
given expression to their delight in
rounds of howls and yelps had he not
known how to keep them quiet. There
was the low roof of the kitchen; just
above it the window of his room.
As the early morning light stole
through the frosted windows Charley’s
mother made an excuse to go wup-
stairs. Tom and Fannie had long
since explored the stockings they had
left hanging by the old-fashioned fire
place, before going to bed, and the
warm, savory breakfast was steaming
on the table, awaiting father’s return
from the barn. An extra chair stood
at one end of the table, as it had every
holiday for two years. She paused in
front of the door leading into Char-
ley’s room. The happiness of Tom
and Fannie only served to intensify
her longing for the wanderer. Softly
she turned the latch and pushed the
door ajar sufficiently to see if his new
clothes had been removed from where
she had placed them the night before.
They were not as she had left them.
For a moment her heart seemed to
stop, then fluttered and beat so vio-
lently that the hot blood rushed like
a torrent to her temples. She hesi-
tated a moment before opening the
door.
“A mother’s prayers and a mother’s
tears hath avail in heaven.” ‘Charley
has come.’ ”
I kept tab on Charley until 1895,
and up to that time he had completely
reformed and was regarded as a most
excellent citizen. What a comfort to
his mother, the devoted soul.
——“Hello, Pat, I hear you lost
your job in that department store.”
“Yes, got fired the first day.”
“How did that happen?”
“Oh, I just took a sign from a
lady’s shirt waist and put it on a bath
tub.”
“Well, that wasn’t so awful, was
it?”
“I don’t know, but the sign read,
‘How would you like to see your
best girl in this for $2.98?’ ”
Germany is Far Behind This Country
in Autos.
There are eight times as many au-
tomobiles per capita in the United
States as there are in Germany, ac-
cording to A. E. Dunning, Secretary
of the American Chamber of Com-
merce in Berlin.
Dunning brought out these figures
to prove the United States auto mak-
ers have a big future in Europe.
When you can’t find it in any
other paper look in the “Watchman,”
it’s sure to be there,
cottish Buildings
Something of Mystery
All over Scotland are hundreds of
for:s built on hilltops. The White
Crrerthun, In Forfarshire, is a good
example of these, It consists of four
c.ecles of stone, the diameter of the
{reaer circle being 80 paces. The stones
are 25 feet thick at the top and ove”
100 feet thick at the base.
Beyond the outer circle is a ditch
with an earthen breastwork round fit,
while beyond this, again, runs a double
entrenchment. The entrances to these
various circles are zigzagged, so that
each remains covered by fortifications.
The fort at Bamukin, in Aberdeen-
shire, has five great stone circles, all
flawlessly built, although there are no
toolmarks to show how they were
shaped.
These buildings are interesting, but
not puzzling, but there are others, com-
monly known as Picts’ Burghs, te
which no use can be assigned.
A burgh is a single tower, round in
shape, wide at the bottom and narrow-
ing towards the top from the outside.
The outer walls of these towers,
shaped into circles, have no openings
of any sort except the entrance. Ob-
+ viously, then, the buildings were neve
. Intended for forts.
Inside the walls siope the reverse
way, and between the two are count-
ever to have lived in them. The largest
of these mystery towers is that of
Rousay, in the Orkneys.
Giants Credited With
Building of Causeway
The Giants’ causeway is a group of
basaltic rocks on the north coast of
Antrim, Ireland. This promontory,
which is a portion of the basaltic for-
mations found in the country of An-
trim and near Londonderry, projects
into the North channel. It is called
Giants’ causeway from the legend that
it was the beginning of a road which
the giants began to build across the
channel to Scotland. In past geological
periods the basaltic rock seems -to
have been forced upward. After long
periods of erosion a long line of per-
pendicular cliffs 500 feet high Is left.
For a distance of abcut 500 or 600 feet
ere many thousands of vertical col-
umns. Most of them are six-sided, al-
though some of them have five, seven,
eight and even nine regularly formed
glides. In diameter they range from 20
to 30 inches. The tops of these pillars
form an uneven pavement, hence the
name “causeway.” Strictly speaking,
the Giants’ causeway is formed of
three causeways, the Little, Honey-
romb and Grand causeways.—Path-
finder Magazine,
Mistaken Atmosphere
The pastor had been holding revival
services for some time. Much Interest
had been taken in them, but on his
particular e. ning the meeting had
| seen more than usually interesting.
| As the service drew to a close the
i pastor sald in his concluding remarks,
“what a heavenly atmosphere there is
| kere this evening.” Happening to
glance, as he said it, at the pew where
is wife and sister sat, he saw a broad
grile overspread their faces.
When the congregation had gone, he
«aid to them, “What made you girls
sinile so when I was speaking?”
“Oh,” said his wife, “we couldn't
fielp it. Jack Smith (a noted village
clisracter) had been out hunting
sicunks and he came into the meeting
down right behind us, and when you
spoke of the heavenly atmosphere it
vas too much.”—Harding Herald,
Our Debt to Children
letter teachers, fuller school equip
Ment, it matters not what they cost.
awe them more. We owe them our
awn example.
ifves they live with us, will affect them
aiost. Give them a chance to be useful
in their childhood, to practice econoiny,
to do for themselves. If the greatest
uien hawe usually” been born in the
country and later gone to the city,
there is a reason. Huxley wurns us
nat to let a child’s schooling interfere
vith its education. It ought to have
the best schooling our brains and our
purses can procure. But its deepest
education Is in the hands of its parents.
—Norman Hapgood, in Hearst's Inter-
National.
Sexton Kept Track
“l canna git ower it,” remarked a
JZrmer to his wife. “I put a twa-
shillin’ piece in the plate at the kirk
this mornin’ instead 0° my usual
penny.”
The beadle had noticed the mistake,
ard in silence he allowed the farmer
tc miss the plate for 23 consecutive
Sundays.
On the twenty-fourth Sunday the
farmer again ignored the plate, but the
oid beadle stretched the ladle in front
‘of him and, in a tragic whisper,
hoarsely said:
“Your time’s up noo, Sandy.”"—Edin-
purgh Scotsman.
“From Pillar to Post”
“From pillar to post” means from
oa2 thing to another without any defi-
nite purpose, hither and thither, to and
fro, from one court of appeal to an-
other without any decision. The origin
less rooms, often too small for people !
ve owe them to our children, And we '
Fositive Proof That
Woman Had Been Poor
She looked rich and acted rich. be-
cause she had married a rich man, yet
at least one woman at the tea party,
says a writer in the New York Times,
discovered that she had once been
poor. “Take it from me,” she said.
“there was a time, not so very loag
ago, when she wus as poor as the rest
of us.”
“How did you discover that?” in
quired her neighbor.
“Because she knew where I keep all
my housekeeping things. Shc knew
that the tea caddy was in the writing
desk, that the cheese biscuits and
other edibles beloved of mice were In
that box under the sofa, that the alco-
hol for my stove was in the corner be-
hind the washstand, that the butter
and milk were on the window ledge
and that the eggs and other foods were
in a box on the bottom shelf of the
wardrobe. When we were cooking she
went straight to the spot and got
every one of those things without ask-
ing once where they were, which is
something that a person who had not
kept house in one room could never
“ave done,”
When Barrett Wendell
Was Roused to Anger
For all his scholarly dignity, Bar-
rett ‘Wendell, Harvard professor, now
and then lost his temper and especially
at football games. In his biography.
M. A. DeWolfe Howes recalls an occa-
sion when Doctor Wendell and bis
daughter were greatly annoyed by an
excited fan directly in front of them,
who kept leaping up and cutting of?
their view.
When protests proved of no avail,
Wendell upraised his professorial cane
and brought it crashing down on the
man's head, breaking his hat.
A roar of laughter went up from the
delighted students who witnessed the
incident, increasing when the mar
turned around shouting furiously:
“Who did that?”
“I did,” replied Wendell calmly.
“Come out and I'll buy you a new
hat.”
They exchanged cards and were gone
from the game long enough to make
the necessary purchase.
Sewing Machine Inventor
The father of the modern sewing
.nachine was Elias Howe, who died In
1867. The patent for his first machine
was taken out in 1846, and its prin-
, ciples still form the basis of most mod-
, ern ones.
Howe came from Massachu-
setts, and earned his living in a fac-
tory for making cotton machinery; but
the honor of inventing the first sewing
machine is not entirely American.
since various clumsy machines for
sewing leather and stuff had been
‘evolved previously in England and in
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France. Howe visited England, bat
only managed to sell his patents for a
bagatelle of $1,250. The descendants
of his machine can do anything from
button-holing and darning to the finest
embroidery.
That Boston Joke
A number of boys were playing
oaseball In a vacant lot in Boston,
when the ball crashed through the
window of an adjacent house. The
wrathful householder stormed out in
pursuit of the guilty ones. He man-
aged to capture one spectacled, slow-
footed youth.
“l didn’t do it, mister! I wasn't
playing with them,” the lad panted.
“Then what did you run for?” roared
the injured man.
“I—I'm afraid that I was a victim
of the prevailing mob hysteria, sir.”"—
Country Gentleman.
Value of Self-Control
delf-control is self-direction, as well
a8 self-restraint. The engineer controls
his engine not simply by preventing it
from running off the track or from
colliding with an obstruction. It is
rather by making it do the work for
which it was constructed and intended
| —in pulling the train and getting some-
|
of the expression is somewhat obscure, |
Scme authorities say it refers to the
tennis court. Others believe it to be
aa allusion to the schools of horseman-
ghip in France before the Revolution.
The pillar was the center of the riding
ground and the posts were the columns
around the circumference of the ring.
=-Pathfinder Magazine,
where—that he establishes his reputa-
tion as an efficient engineer. Once
give the boys and girls this positive
side of the matter of self-control and
you set them on the path to develop-
ment, of operation and a large measure
of success. Do not be a prohibitive
teacher.—Education.
Women as Inventors
American women have patented
dearly 1,400 devices. Women have
patented contraptions all the way
from hooks-and-eyes to artificial eye-
lashes, including road-building equip-
ment and intricate machinery. When
Howe was trying to invent the sewing
machine he reached the point of where
he was stumped. His wife, tiring of
having him sitting around glowering,
shoved him aside, sat down before the
machine, gave it a few whirls and
said, “Put the thread eyelet in the
other end of the needle down by the
point.” That solved the preblem.
Leaf That Will Hide = Man
The ape-man plant is a giunt growth
«hich once grew ali over the world,
but now it is found only on the vol-
eanic slopes of Hawall, where it gro=s
mm great profusion. It covered the en:
tire earth millions of years ago, wheu
gigantic animals roamed over the sur-
%ace. The best specimens at present
are found on the sides of Haleakala,
in a gulch, where the conditions re-
semble those of a hothouse. A fully
developed leaf of this plant ig sufficient
«0 hide a full-grown human stan ling
sehind it.
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Marriage in France
Recarded as a Duty
A few months ago, girl students at
the University of Minnesota replied to
a questionnaire asking their notion of
an ideal husband. According to the re-
plies, he must be “moderately good-
looking, athletically inclined, morally
clean, respectful toward religion,
healthy, appreciative of the good and
beautiful in life, well trained socially,
chivalrous, optimistic and good-na-
tured” ; but such qualities as patience,
courage, industry, sound judgment,
love of children -and an infinite ca-
pacity for self-sacrifice—these they
failed to emphasize. In other words,
each young woman was seeking an
agreeable mate. He must be “charm-
ing.” Then the young woman in her
turn would be “happy.” Whereas, no
one is ever “happy,” and those who
marry in order to win “happiness”
meet with disillusionment. They
sught to.
In France, where marriages are ar-
ranged by the old folks, no one thinks
of marriage as bringing “happiness.”
No one thinks of marriage as a per-
sonal indulgence, In France, marriage
is a duty. Such prerequisites as pa-
tience, courage, industry, sound judg-
ment, love of children and an infinite
capacity for self-sacrifice are not un-
derrated. Except in rare cases, inter-
esting to the novelist because of their
rarity, French marriage succeeds.
Very few French couples seek divorce
—so few, indeed, that France was
shocked when Americans began to seek
divorce in Paris, and applauded the
ministry of justice for somewhat abar
‘ng the scandal. 5
Inasmuch as we are not Latins and
have neither the background nor the
shrewd, calculating, businesslike and
socially dutiful inclinations of the
French, who arrange marriages for
their children as deliberately as they
finance those marriages, we shall never
adopt the French system. Instead of
arranging marriages for our children,
we are much more likely to find our
children arranging divorces for us.—
Rollin Lynde Hartt in World's Work.
Reforestation Goes On
A traveler through New England, i
Jbservant, may have noted in recent
years the springing up of little patches
of new forest here and there. He may
notice also that old forests, perfectly
ready to cut under temptation, are left
standing. He may notice also that the
ground under the trees is in many
cases cleaned up so that inflammable
material for quick fires has been re-
moved. Small as these evidences are
in the country as a whole, they are
numerous enough in some places to
show that the forestry propaganda is
beginning to accomplish results. It is
sure to grow in strength and the work
of protection and reforestation is sure
to progress faster as it acquires mo-
mentum, says the Waterbury (Conn.)
American.
The dedication of a people's fores.
Jon the banks of the Farmington river,
where several hundred acres of forest
land were placed in the hands of the
state as a memorial and an addition
to the system of parks which the state
has provided, is one small but signifi-
cant item in such work.
As the habit grows much Connecti
«ut land now running to waste, but
suitable for forest growth, will be cov-
ered with trees, and the next gener-
ation will see quite a different face on
the state of Connecticut.
Grass Growing by Electricity
Electric lights have been used suc-
cessfully at the Jumping Brook golf
club, in New Jersey, to grow grass
on the greens at night, and thus short-
en the delay in putting the course into
service. Grass lighted at night grew
four inches in three weeks, while grass
on the unlighted portion of the green
grew but one inch in the same period.
Twenty-four thousand-watt globes with
special reflectors were hung four feet
from the ground to give a continu-
ous, even spread of light. On the
lighted portion the seed came through
in five days, while seed sown on the
unlighted part of the same green did
not germinate until two days later.—
Popular Mechanics Magazine.
Still Worse
‘Great guns, Gap!” ejaculated an ac-
Juaintance. “What 'pears to be the
matter? Has yore wife had a back-
set, or something that a-way?”’
“Worse than that,” sadly replied Gap
Johnson of Rumpus Ridge. “The doc-
tor says she mustn't do a lick of work
for two months, anyhow. And Idon't
know who in the nation is going to
get the winter's wood in—the children
say they won't, and I'm all down in
the back till I can’t turn a tap. Pears
ike we've got to freeze and starve
whilst we're adoing it.”—Kansas City
Star.
Name Like Fire Alarm
An Indian chief visited Muskogee,
2kla., recently and stayed over night
at the hotel. Going to his room that
night he decided to call his wife, who
lived at Dewar, a few miles away.
He took down the phone receiver
and started in: “This is Big Fire
Chief Fire—" but the telephone op-
erator let him get no further. She
pounded the general fire alarm, and
when the department arrived the In-
dian was still trying to get in Lis
call and verbally losing his temper
through the phone.
Fan Becomes Historic
When the duchess of Atholl enterea
he house of commons with a fan just
hefore the close of the last session,
friends sald that it was the first fan
to appear there, so had it sent to the
Perthshire museum for preservation.
FARM NOTES.
—Now is the time of year to mark
the location of winter springs and
“spouty” places. Later a properly lo-
cated tile drain can be installed to re-
move the surplus water.
—Bulbs potted last fall for Easter
blooming must be started into active
growth now. It is better to have
these develop normally than to force
them too fast later on, landscape spe-
cialists of The Pennsylvania State
College say.
—Further expansion in dairying in
1925 seems inadvisable. A i
in prices of dairy products could hard-
ly be expected should the number of
milk cows be further increased. Do-
mestic production appears :dequate,
and the foreign dairy situation is such
as to keep world market prices low.
—A thin, under-nourished ewe can-
not be expected to raise big lambs. If
no grain has been fed yet, now is a
good time to begin. Feed one-half
pound of the following grain mixture
to each ewe each day; 300 pounds of
oats, 200 pounds of corn and 100
pounds of bran. If good clean corn
silage is available this can be fed as
higi as three pounds daily per ewe.
—Hatching eggs should be collect-
ed often during cold weather. Make
it a practice to gather these eggs
about every hour during the coldest
days. They should be stored in a
fairly dry room which is free from
foreign odors and which is kept at a
temperature between 55 and 65 de-
grees Fahrenheit. Turn the eggs dai-
ly and never hold them longer than
10 days before placing them in an in-
cubator. :
—Prices for beef cattle for 1925
should average somewhat higher than
for 1924. The industry is gradually
working into a more favorable posi-
tion due to the relation of beef to
competing commodities, especially
pork; improved industrial conditions,
and in no small measure to the cattle-
man’s own sacrifices. Market will
‘probably be somewhat smaller than in
1924. All conditions indicate that the
long-time outlook for the industry is
even more favorable.
—It is advisable to have some com-
mercial fertilizer on hand in i
to the manure placed on the garden.
Acid phosphate broadcast after plow-
Ing or spading at the rate of five
pounds per square rod is a good prac-
tice where manure has been applied.
Where no manure is available a high
grade complete fertilizer containin
nitrogen, phosphorous and potas
should be broadcast at the rate of soy-
en to ten pounds per square rod after
plowing. Nitrate of soda is also val-
uable to apply as a top dressing to
the growing plant, a handful to 15
feet of row.
.—A large part of the weed s
distribution could be prevented =
stopping the exchange between far-
mers of home grown seed which has
not been recleaned.
A frequent source of unreliable
Seed is out-of-State cheap mail order
house which can not be regulated by
the Pennsylvania seed law.
If there are weed seeds in the field
crop seeds which the farmer produces.
it must be because the farmer has a
wesly field. oi
The responsibility of getting good
seed falls as much on hs i as
on the seed men. .
Much of the seed exchanged be-
tween farmers is not up to the stand-
ard required by the Pennsylvania seed
aw.
—Producing 12,659 pounds of milk
and 621,5 pounds of butterfat, Op-
tion’s Ima Daytonia, a Jersey cow
owned by Pennsylvania State Callege,
recently established a new state rec-
ord in the 305-day division. Raleigh’s
Majesty, owned by White House
Farm, Paoli, formerly held the Key-
stone state record with 13,555 pounds.
of ik and 613,4 pounds of butter-
at.
‘t'he new champion was bred by G.
B. Dayton, Richardville. She was
purchased by the college because of
her outstanding breed type. She has
now proved that type and production
can go hand in hand. At present she
is producing over fifty pounds a day,
according to P. D. Jones, dairy herd-
man at the college.
It is interesting to note that it
cost $200 to feed Option’s Ima Day-
tonia her 12 tons of rations while she
was on test. During that time she
consumed 5,233 pounds of grain, 346
pounds of molasses, 843 pounds of
dried beef pulp, 8,860 pounds of roots.
; and 2,872 pounds of alfalfa and mixed
hays.
Returns on milk sold amounted to
$776 which leaves a handsome profit
when cost of feed is deducted. Since
all of the milk was sold in the grade
A or certified classes, the returns are
higher than could be expected.
—A considerable increase in hog:
production next fall, and a corn acre-
age about the same as in 1924 are rec-
ommended by the United States De-
partment of Agriculture in the sec-
ond section of its annual outlook re-
port.
Beef cattle prices this year should
average somewhat higher than last
year, and those for sheep and wool
should be at least on a par with those
of 1924, the report says.
Dairymen are urged to make no
further expansion in their industry.
Higher egg prices may be expected
during the season of flush production
this year than last, but poultry prices
may be lower.
“Hog producers,” the report says,
“enter 1925 with 18 per cent. fewer
hogs than a year ago and there is
every indication that prices durng
the next 18 months will be higher
than at any time since 1920. Six to
eight million fewer pigs will be born
this spring than last spring. Fewer
sows will farrow next fall if produc-
crs respond to the unfavorable rela-
tion of corn and hog prices as they
have done in the past.
While the 1924 corn crop will prob-
ably be well cleaned up an increased
acreage in 1925 does not appear ad-
visable in view of the indicated re-
duction of the feeding demand. Stocks
of old corn on farms are likely to be
smaller than usual in the beginning:
of the new crop year 1925, but it ap-
pears that not more than an average
crop will be required to supply the
needs of the country for both feed and
commercial purposes.