always wore his dooden legs hollow not because he was trying to ape Paris styles, but because he just nat- urally didn’t see the use of a man lugging around a lot of dead wood. Also he maintained it was cooler, and the hollow was a handy receptacle Bellefonte, Pa., July 19, 1929. Ee ——— DREAMING OF HOME. It comes to me often in silence When the firelight sputters low— When the black, uncertain shadows Seem wraiths of the long ago; Always with a throb of heartache That thrills each pulsive vein Comes the old, unquiet longing For the peace of home again. tom plugged up. The only way a holdup man could rob Pa Isom was first to pull his leg, and if all he could steal was a fish license and a mule recipe it wasn’t worth a hold- up. And if they stole his leg Pa wouldn't have much of a kick com- ing. He made his own legs of his own gum logs, and even if some of them were crooked a straight man like Mr. Isom didn’t mind much. All he asked in life was just a mule. ‘You suppose we could get him off? demanded Bud suddeniy. “Not unless miracles can happen to mules,” retorted Stacy. “All white water below him, and no land- in’ place—" “Aw, the poor old scout—livin’ up in this shanty year in and year out on corn bread and hog meat! Why, he’s dreamed of havin’ a mule like folks would a baby! Stacy, if we had a line to that animal we could sort of cordell him alnog shore and work him into a landin’ place and—" “We'd just skyrocket him off that rock! You're crazy, Bud! We nad bad enough time cordellin’ our skiff up past the shoals, didn’t we? Took two hours haulin’ and bumpin’ and we was along shore out of the bad water at that. Smashed a gunned and lost an oar. Wore my hands off pullin’ while you tried to keep ‘he skiff worked off the jagged points. Look at it and then think of a mule out a hundred feet or more towards the middle !’ : Bud looked. The bank ran steep- ly down sixty feet or so to the rocky jumping off. Through the greenery you could see the yellow white of the freshet water surging from the Blue Ridge coves into a deep-channeleld Broad. Another foot of water and Oscar would not find foothold on his sunken shelf against the current. “If we took our two lines together we'd have a hundred and fifty feet of rope. If we made fast to that big tree on the point and laid heavy on the oars up and out, we might swing down on the shelf. Tm sick of the roar of cities, And the faces cold and strange; I know where there's warmth of welcome And my yearning fancies range Back to the dear old homestead With an aching sense of pain. But there’ll be joy in the coming, ~~ When I go home again. “When I go home again ! There's music That never may die away. And it seems that the hands of angels On a mystic harp of play Have touched with'a yearning sadness ° On a beautiful, broken strain, To which is my fond heart wording— When I go home again. Qutside of my darkening window Is the great world's crash and din, And slowly the autumn shadows Come drifting, drifting in, Sobbing, the low wind murmurs To the splash of the autumn rain, But I dream of the glorious greeting When I go home again. —By Eugene Field. reef eed. TAILS YOU WIN. Pa Isom took off his leg, looked through it from the stump socket to the peg and then sighted it up to- wards the sky as an honest mariner might a forty-inch telescope. “And that’s what comes of perou- sin’ down the mountain in such a hurry,” lamented Pa, “had all my le- gal papers right safe in my leg. Now I lost the whole boodle. Lost my fish | license. Lost my road tax. And now I gone and lost the recipe for Miller's mule. “Recipe ?” suggested Stacy Adams. “For that Oscar mule?” added Bud Long—“Pa, you mean—' “I made Miller give me that recipe so folks know I bought him. Been savin’ six years to buy a mule, and I wanted it legal, boys. Wouldn't trust Miller without a recipe.” “Recipe wouldn't do that Oscar mule any good now,” said Stacy with real sympathy. “His goose is cooked. He's a gone mule, Pa. What did the fool ever try to swim the French Broad for, right above the rapids with a risin’ river?” “Don’t ask me what a mule thinks !” Pa blew through his leg testily, rubbed the brass peg band and strapped it on. “Miller delivered him to me last night around by the county bridge. I heard Oscar hee hawin’ round in the lot before day- | light, and he must have broken out’ and seen Miller's barn right across the river on the fur ridge. Must | have gone down to the flat and flop- ped right in and swims across. Of course he couldn’t climb them rocks over there. Then the current must have tired him and he gives up and ‘heads middle river for that big rock Shelf. He lands on it and now he stands there up to his middle with ' his ears pointed towards Miller's and his tail towards me what’s his legal owner. I see a big drift log come roarin’ downstream and butt him. What'd Oscar do? Why he gits madder’'n a pup ! Whirls around and kicks that log with both feet clean down towards the rapids. Then he resumes gazin' at Miller's barn a mile off there. Let the dern river roll, says Oscar— he’s thinkin’ of mother, home, and the big red apples. ‘Stacy laughed. Pa Isom grinned worriedly but tragedy stalked the old man’s comical courage. You save two bits, four bits, six bits—a dollar, hoeing corn on a Carolina red clay hillside clearin’ for six years to buy an ornery mud-colored mule, and this goes and commits practical sui- cide the first morning, and you'll know its tough luck, Stacy and Bud sat on Pa’s worn fence right below his cabin above the steep wooded bank of the tu- multuous French Broad river, and the whole panorama was spread before them—Miller's place far back against the foothills, the intervening fields, then the rocky bluffs opposite; and in the middle distance the Oscar mule, marooned but defiant, on a submerged shelf of stone midstream ‘with the yellow flood plunging white good to vou three vacations up along among the serrated teeth of rocks the river, saving a seventeen-dollar a hundred yards below his refuge. mule wasn’t much in return. Stacy Head pointed home and tail in lord- ' was now as grim for the job as Bud ly scorn towards poor old Pa who had been............ He had heard th: fal- had lost even his recipe for mules. ter in Pa Isom’s voice when he had “By Swanny!” sighed Pa, “I'd told of the Oscar mule being a com- give a pretty to have that mule back fort to his old age. here. Yes, sir—give that new leg J] ! Stacy had the two long lines tied got seasonin’ up on top the spring together and the end of one about house to whittle down for a Christ- | an oak tree that leaned out from a mas present to myself next winter— | rocky point just above their camp. yes, sir, I'd: give half a cord of wood- Oscar, with the yellow swirls of wa- en legs just to know that mule was ter twisting along his flanks, stood back here like I dreamed of him, a out there calmly gazing across the comfort and a prop to: me.in my old unscalable opposite shore towards his age livin’ ' alone up on this clearin’. | old home. Always thought of him here as; “The fool could get out of his fix .stickin’ his old snoot over the fence if he’d swim back to Pa’s side,” every mornin’ when I got up, and grumbled Stacy, “but he won't. That's wantin’ a pail of mash; and here he the mule of it.” ‘didn’t stay long eonugh for me to | bawl him out once for trompin’ my the rough skiff which Bud kept shoals; and then if we got the line to that animal's neck and could get back, and we all laid hold, we could yank him off—” Stacy gazed admiringly at Bud. “Get back? How'n the mischief would we get back?” “Hand over hand—on the line sit- tin" in the skiff—" “One end of the line to the tree and the other end to the mule. You think that brute’d stand for that ” ‘“He’d have to—" retorted Bud smoothly. - “Even if he didn’t all he could do would be jump and rare, and he’d be swimmin’ on the line and while we hauled up to the shore we'd haul Oscar in after us. I help- ed snake colts across Big Pigeon once on a line, but course it wasn't nad water like this—" “And it wasn’t a mule headed the other way. Oh, all right!” Stacy moaned but he climbed off the fence. “Let's go down to the flat and take a look-see. Sure a fellow can get there—if he don’t get drowned first. It’s getting’ back anchored to a mule—" When the boys were half way down through the timber they saw Pa Isom stumping out to where they had sat on the fence. Pa seemed sur- prised to find his two young friends gone. morning, rowing their skiff with the camp outfit the ten miles upstream in the easier stretches of the river to where they had to battle past the rocky shoals. The shoals were bad enough at any time but a fellow could make it wading and “cordel- | ling” with pull-rope and push-pole along the bank. But with a swollen river seething into the narrows it had been all but impossible. Down on the flat Stacy and Bud had spread all their wet outfit, and then gone up to say “howdy” to their old friend of the clearin’. And to ask how come a mule out on that submerged shelf where, at low water, they had often fished from the long flat rock in the deep pools below it. “I'm as- crazy as you are,” com- mented Stacy wien they had looked at the job; “but old Pa was ready to weep. He's been pretty good to us out the lines, Bud!” “It can be did,” sang out Bud blithely, but in his heart he doubted. He had proposed it to Stacy, because <orn patch.” steady in the rushing water, and coil- “Out of luck, Pa,” sympathized ed in his line on the stern seat. Stacy. “Want any help on those oars? ’ “But just think of Oscar,” put in This line will be a drag, Bud.” Bud Long. ‘That mule is in bad. The { “No, I'll make it. The trouble'il be rate the river is risin’ Oscar is goin’ |in holding the skiff on that shelf off that shelf soon and not towards while we make fast to Oscar. Must Miller’s sde either. Once the old pel- | be three feet of swift water over it.” ter is down in the narrows he can’t | Then Bud laid to his oars. The line climb ashore anywhere for a mile, slid off the coil by Stacy’s side, plop- for his valuables if he kept the bot- rum The line would hold us from goin’ down on the’ They had just showed up this | three campin’ seasons up here. Kick , if a fine old mountain man has been | He slid down the rope, dropped in ft ———————————— I ————————————————— when Stacy swung a boat hook down to catch in the projections of the rock. But he didn’t wait. He dropped his oars and plunged overside in the swift water, grabbing the short head rope as the stern swung viciously not ten feet up from Oscar's wet Pp. s “Hold her!” Stacy staggered to his side and they stopped the rush of the plung- ing skiff as the swirls dragged at their bodies. If Stacy hadn't luckily jammed his foot into a bracing crev- ice of the rock, they'd all gone of the shelf towards the foaming rapids a hundred yards below. “I can hold the skiff, Bud. Now you hook to that animal. Say, hand- holdin’ this skiff back up the line is goin’ to be awful. Look out for his heels—" “He can't kick in this water,” grunted Bud. “Hold the skiff. I'll get ‘round to his neck. Listen to Pa ; —he just discovered this plot. Hear him yell. Wonder what a mule thinks........ Look out! {boat bump him.” . The two rescuers stood waist-deep Don’t let this ONLY 10 OF 75 PRISONERS GET THROUGH MENTAL TEST. The theory that thieves are per- sons of subnormal intelligence, or they would not be thieves, seems to be borne out by an investigation at one of the State's penal institutions by Dr. G. F. Wlley, field psychiatrist of the Department of Welfare who “has submitted the results of his ex- on the shelf, Stacy fighting the head- , rope of the skiff, and Bud warily wading towards Oscar's skinny neck with the slack end of the cordelling line. Pa Isom had stumped down to the oak on the point and was shout- ing unintelligible warnings to the life saving crew. “Don’t mind him,” gasped Stacy. “Get your line on Oscar. He can’t kick ........ too weak. Nothin’ but a bag of bones, and seventeen dollars of poor old Pa’s money. hurry this job !” “Whoa,” said Bud and wading : application. Oh, Bud—' along Oscar’s flank with the noose, . he put a hand to his stiff mane. “Whoa, Oscar But Oscar began to wheel stiffly but stubbornly. His ears had been a regular compass pointed towards his old home, but now they swung ma- jestically North, Nor’east, North by East, and—‘“Whoa, Oscar,” Bud pleaded, reaching for Oscar’s .houl- der. But Oscar wouldn't have it. He kept wheeling and this kept Bud stumbling along his side. They had made nearly a half turn, so that Oscar was headed upstream, when Stacy began to yell frantically to his struggling companion. “Lay off that! Don’t you see you're windin’ that line right around his legs? Keep it up over his back or corral him the other way round.” ; 'round.” “Won't work. He’s bound to keep his head ‘away from me. Whoa—" | “Look out!” yelled Stacy frantic- ‘ally. “Don’t put any weight on ais line! I can’t keep the boat from twistin’ off when you pull it broad- Side. Can't keep my foothold, Bud... We'll go off the rock and never get the boat back on it again. | Bud stopped. Oscar stopped. That mule was gazing calmly upstream. Maybe he saw Pa Isom now. Any- how, he laid back his ears and gave a loud derisive “heehaw. But the minute Bud, holding his coil of line tried to come near his neck he am- bled around and presented a determin- ed bony rump to the conspirator. “You see?” grunted Bud. “Pretty hard to keep a foothold over here, Stacy. This mule can stand in deep- er water than I can. He won't let me get near his neck—” “Hook his tail, then!” whopped Stacy frantically. “I can’t keep this boat steady forever. Current keeps sweepin’ us shoreward and into big water. Twist a slip hitch into his tail We caint wait. Do something , quick !” “Gosh—"” muttered Bud, der now?” And he put a hand to Oscar’s bony back. “You old crow- bait, stand steady—" He rubbed his fingers down Oscar’s clammy hind leg. If ever a mule had a tail to fit a tie-rope Oscar had it. Covered with bony projection and on the end the bushy remains of what had once been a beautiful, well-trim- med mop but was now a stiff, bristly brush, wild and unkempt since Oscar degenerated to become a seventeen- dollar mule. | “He'll be surprised—" mutterad Bud, and slipped his hitch tight above the black bristles: “Now, Stacy, look out. Look what you're doin’! Hold that skiff—aw, be a man, Stacy!” “Get away from him! Sheer that stern off........ I can’t hold it. Lost my balance when the current side-swip- ed.”—Reformatory Record. ——— et m— MUCH GAME KILLED DURING HARVEST, Thousands of small game birds and animals, as well as song and in- sectivorous birds, can be saved dur- ing the months of May and June— the harvest periods. Mowing ma- aminations to Benjamin G. Eynon, commissioner of motor vehicles. Of seventy-five inmates examined by by Dr. G. F. Wiley, field psychiatrist of normal intelligence. The men subjected to examinations were those arrested one or more times for larceny of motor vehicles, or who for physicial or mental rea- sons were considered risks from any standpoint. Many of the seventy- five admitted that although they had never been licensed they drove motor vehicles at will—some of them de- claring they made their living by driving trucks, and a checkup of the Motor Vehicles Bureau files by Com- missioner Eynon revealed that the cards of twenty-five had been sus pended or revoked. Nearly a score of the seventy-five admitted never having had a driver's license, many of them saying they apply for the driving privilege on While the licenses of only twenty-five were revoked, “stop cards” have been placed in the files at Harrisburg against the other fifty and should they apply for the driv- ing privilege they will be denied until a thorough investigation has been made. As classified by Dr. Wiley the men examined rated as follows: Mental defectives, 45; epileptics, 2, imbeciles, 1; victim of hysteria, 1; chronic alcoholics, 3; normal intelli- gence, 10; visual defects, 2; psycho- pathic criminals, 2; constitutional criminals, 3; border line intelligence 5; unstable, 1. “Section 604 of the motor code pro- vides for non-licensure of individuals adjudged feeble-minded, insane or epileptic,” wrots Dr. Wiley. “Of course many of our prisoners have not been so adjudged, yet our exam- inations show them to be of low- grade intelligence, or to have men- tal or nervous symptoms. The pres- ence of this disqualification may never reach the judicial cognizance. The most important of all observa- tions in the examination of aproxi- mately 2000 prisoners is the frequen- cy with which low-grade, feeble- ‘minded and others presenting mental “I won- | and neurological symptoms have re- ported truck driving among their oc- cupations.” Commissioner Eynon is of the opinion that before long American States will require that applicants for drivers’ license submit themselves to a mental and physical test, de- signed to show whether they are capable of operating a motor ve- hicle. “This requirement is closer than the average citizen imagines,” he said. “Eventually holders of license will be compelled to submit to such examinations at stated periods—per- haps once in three years or five.” “How many unlicensed drivers are operating cars on Pennsylvania streets and roads?” Eynon was ask- ed. “That is something we propose find- ing out at an early date,” he replied. “The fine for operating without a drivers’ card is $10, or the viola- tor may be imprisoned for five days. Men and women who are violating the motor code in this particular may soon discover that they have en- gaged in some very costly economy.” : ee fA re ———— GREAT BUILDING PROGRAM STARTS AT STATE COLLEGE. Six new buildings, approximating a total expenditure of two and a half million dollars, will be constructed on the campus of the Pennsylvania State College within the next two years, according to plans approved the board of trustees of the college. Funds for the program and from the i $2,250,000 State appropriation signed ~ {replacements, | i by Governor Fisher, and from the emergency building fund raised sev- eral yearrs ago by alumni and friends of the college. As much of the program will be completed in the biennium as funds will permit. Overcrowded conditions on the campus will be relieved by the new construction but it will not permit immediate expansion or larg- er student body because of needed long delayed. The schedule calls for the construction of the following buildings: rebuilding of Old Main and a new power plant, both under way; new mining build- ing; an addition to the present min- ing building; tional work in home economics; a chines destroy as much beneficial new unit o fthe liberal arts building; wild-life during the harvest daysasis a botany greenhouse; general experi- killed by thousands of hunters who, ment station greenhouse; go afield during the game seasons. poultry plant feed house and a building for | | Recently it was the privilege of a rural engineering. field officer of the Board of Game | Commssioners and some interested | Sportsmen to follow a mowing ma- chine in a twenty acre tract. On this small area four nests of rabbits, three nests of Bob-white quail and a ' killdeer plover nest were saved. As | the game birds flew up ahead of the horse-drawn mower a search was ‘made for the nests, and when they ; were found the farmer was asked to mow around them which he very kindly consented to do. As a result of taking time to in- [Mao in Italy then. The report im- vestigate the sportsmen possibly sav- | i ed'28 Cotton tail Rabbits, there being seven in each nest; 54 Bob-white | Quail, 18 eggs to the nest and two | Killdeer Plover. This was certainly { worth while, | i HOW THE PRINTER'S DEVIL WON THAT DESIGNATION. on the east campus which will be remolded for instruc- , FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN. DAILY THOUGHT. If your are tempted to reveal A tale someone to you has told About another, make it pass Before you speak, three gates of gold: Three narrow gates—first ‘Is it true?’ Then “Is it needful?”’ in your mind Give truthful answer, and the next Is the last and narrowest: ‘Is it kind?" And if to reach your lips at last It passes thru these gateways three, Then you may tell, nor fear 3 What the result of speech may be. —Girls will be boys this summer, at least at the smart beaches and hoilday resorts, if one is to judge from the costumes now appearing at chic dressmakers. Long trousers, straight and am- ple, or caught under the knees to suggest the zouave line, are accom- panied by jackets and blouses of every type and length. They come in every color of the rainbow, us- ually the gayest ones make pleasing contrast to the other garments worn | with them. Sometimes the jacket is straight, Proper storing of potatoes, for both seed and table use, will be shown by means of miniature stor- ages erected on the grounds of the ‘Potato Exposition at State College, August 19 to 22. The demonstra- tions will include a storage pit part- ly constructed to show the process of erection. i | sometimes, half-length or hip length boleros, with the trousers either tucked in very high waist- line trousers or with short flaring peplums cut and buttoned in gilet effects. The one-piece beach gar- ment, with short bodice stitched or buttoned onto a straight trousers, just like little boys’ wear, is also ap- pearing at many houses. One house uses creamy-white or oyster-flannel trousers with sleeve- less jersey sweaters and a bright flannel sash swathed in Basque fash- ion. Over this is worn a plain straight-line jacket in navy-blue with brass buttons. New little jersey bathing-suits are of one-piece and the very shortest possible piece at that, with a tiny little flared skirt attached. A model in white is banded and bordered with red applique fishes, another in yellow has its tiny skirt lined with orange to match the neck border and still another in blue has a great coral fish appliqued the whole length of the bodice, its silk tail flapping free. —Skirts will undoubtedly remain short this summer, except those of the dressier afternoon and evening frocks which are universally longer. They will just comfortably cover the knees for the very simple reason that most women will not have them otherwise. In the demi-season collections now being shown there are a few which reach half-way between the knee and the ankle, and many others which are shorter than ever barely cover- ing the knee joint. The same is true of the waistline for while the majority of the design- ers raised this center nearly to its natural position, there are many oth- ers who continue to place it at the hip bone. It is more likely, however, that belts will still be placed at the hips. The natural waistline is all very well for the slim young thing, but for a figure the least bit inclined to plumpness it is quite out of the ques- . tion. The princess form of frock is even more prominent in the new collec- tion than those shown earlier in the season. Properly cut, these frocks with their long, semi fitting bodices and skirts which burst into godets or long, graceful points well below the hipline, are becoming to good figures, save the extremely plump or ex- tremely slender. —The return of the little white collars and cuffs is certainly conspic- uous in many of the chic collections in Paris. In pique, georgette or organdie, it is used almost universally on sports and morning frocks, sometimes in a deep cream or ecru but for the most part, in pure white. No one can deny that a vestee, collar or jabot of fine lingerie or lace makes a frock all the more feminine, dainty and distinctive. And this is what everyone wants these days. One designer puts a white pique collar on both the one piece frock and coat of a very smart ensemble of green lace weave woolen, and an- other is showing collars and cuffs of very fine white beads with narrow lines of red on a frock of blue wool georgette. In lace embroidered mull or silk pique, white collars are seen on dressy afternoon gowns and several of the houses are using deep cuffs and narrow round collars edged with old fashioned rickrack braid. Deep flaring cuffs like those of the old cavaliers come in heavy white silk charming | pique, scalloped at the edge and with flat round collar to match. Another charming touch of white is to be seen in the encrusted bow- knot on both silk and wool street- frocks. It is sometimes sewed per- fectly flat to the garment and some- times stands out a bit in relief. One of the most amusing and in- , the 1 1 | —Penn State has reorganized the: 2-year course in agriculture to per- mit students wider choice of sub-~ jects, Dean R. L. Watts, of the School of Agriculture, announces. Nine curricula will be offered, be- ginning this fall. These include: agronomy, animal husbandry, dairy manufacturing, dairy production, floriculture, ornamental horticulture, pomology, poultry husbandry, and vegetable gardening. Besides re- quired subjects, a number of electives. are possible in the 2-year course. Applicants who have had at least. two years of high school! training: will be admitted, or they can take: an entrance examination. Full in- formation on the course can be ob-- tained from Dean Watts. —Poultrymen of Pennsylvania will take two auto tours beginning in the eastern and western parts of the: State September 16 and ending at State College the next day in time: for a banquet and meeting of the State Poultry and Baby Chick As- sociations, John Vandervort, poultry extension specialist, announces. Plans have been made to visit five: prominent poultry farms on each tour. Dr. R. D. Hetzel, president of" the college, will speak at the ban- quet. On the following day, Profes-- sor James E. Rice, head of the poul-- try department of Cornell Univer-- sity, and Professor E. M. of’ the State College poultry staff, will. appear on the program at the joint. meeting of the two state associa- tions. —According to experiments in. Pennsylvania and elsewhere, red. clover cut in full bloom made the most pounds of hay per acre. Of even greater importance, the crude: protein in the clover decreased as. the heads began to die; in one case from 539 pounds per acre when in. full bloom to 469 pounds when ‘some heads were dead” and to 421 pounds. when the heads were all dead. More. or less similar figures would hold. for alsike clover. Another important factor is that. the earlier red clover is cut, the. larger and more certain will be the second crop, says County Agent R.. C. Blaney. The only arguments for delayed cutting are that the more mature clover is the more quickly and. easily cured, and that the weather is more likely to be settled. Weath- er permitting, probably the best. stage is just as the heads begin to- die. Most of our clover is mixed with. timothy. Many farmers delay cut- ting the crop in order that the timo-- thy may attain its maximum growth. As with the clover, early cut timothy- makes much the best feed, and near- ly as much of it. In a Missouri ex- periment the average of three years. gave only 553 pounds more hay and 12 pounds more crude protein when. cut in full bloom over that cut just coming into bloom. Waiting till the: seed was formed gave only 125. pounds more hay per acre and 34 pounds, or 23 per cent less protien than when cut in full bloom. When the seed was in the dough stage there were 51 pounds less hay and 15. pounds less protein, while with the: seed ripe there was a further loss. of 291 pounds of hay and 6 pounds: of protein. Whether the timothy is with clov-- er or alone, early cutting gives by: far the best hay with trifling lossin. tonnage. Quality is much more im- portant than quantity, especially if’ the hay is to be fed to cows. Early cut timothy will also make more sec- ond growth than late cut and sod: will remain thicker and more vigor-- ous. “Shall I plow down the old straw-- berry bed or renew it for another crop?” If the patch is relatively free from. weeds, the stand good, and the soil fertile and well supplied with or- ganic matter, it will probably be- worth-while to renew the bed for an- other crop. On the other hand, if" the bed is very weedy, the stand ir- regular, and the soil lacking in hu- mus, it is not likely to be profitable to try to get another crop from it next year. If the patch is to be renewed, the the work should be done as soon as: possible. The first step usually con- sists of mowing the patch, keeping: knife high enough to prevent. any injury to the strawberry crowns. After the leaves have dried some- what, the bed may be burned over, preferably on a day when breeze | teresting trends of fashion has beep will carry the blaze rapidly. On a the evolution of the sweater. Surely still day when the patch is very dry, a drab grub has evolved into a color- ! ful butterfly. Despite all other sports clothes, it the blaze may do considerable harm. to the plants. If the patch has been: relatively free from diseases and in- In the early days of printing this is still the ideal wear, either for sects, the mowing and burning may art was much of a mystery, and ig- | strenuous participation in a game, > , be omitted. norant people thought the printer evoked the aid of the powers of evil. Aldus Manutius, the famous Italian printer of the sixteenth century, went merely for spectator wear. In new colorful being, it is part of every i stay-at-home and travel wardrobe. And designers corrugate to Africa on an exploring expalition | brows in their efforts to give sweat and brought back with him a very |er wearers ever newer and gayer plow or harrow, and the soil between | black negro boy. Negroes were a mediately gained circulation that the printer had been employing the black art in his work and that the pick- aninny was in reality an imp of Sa- tan. He was called the “Little Black Devil.” The charge became so se- | Sportsmen and farmers are urged rious that the printer was forced to erate whenever possible in saving announcement he said: | by the Game Commission to co-op- | exhibit the negro in public. In his | and he'll be pounded up so the only | ped under water and curved down- game and protected birds during the recipe that'll fit him will be just |stream. In no time at all it was a | grain-cutting season. Farmers are dus Manutius, printer of the drag on the manful oarsman. Forty urged to watch and to cut around Church and to the Doge, have this plain mule hash. Tought luck, Pa.” Pa Isom fanned himself with his | feet out and Bud had his battl> to hat and stumped up to the spring | keep from being swept down past the house for a gourd of water. Stacy submerged shelf. Pa Isom’s mule looked at the round ring marks that | Pa’s peg-leg made in the clay. Pa what the commotion was behind him i any nests they might find. They thereby render great service to them- selves in saving and increasing song | making game conditions better. i “Be it known to Venice that I, Al- Holy day made public exposure of the printer’s devil. All those who think he is not flesh and blood may come never even turned his head to see and insectivorous birds as well as, and pinch him.” Thus originated the | term “printer's devil.” | editions of their favorite garment ts | Enough of the mulch should be re- moved, Ross declares, so that it does not seriously interfere with cultiva- their tion. The row can then be narrow- ed down to 10 or 12 inches with a the rows thoroughly cultivated. With- The latest tendency is to use perfect- | in the row, the plants should be thin- ly plain sweaters in charming colors | ned to 5 to 8 inches apart and all of —Navy blue alpaca fashions a Gerlaur suit that is stunning. The , skirt seems straight line but really over a tight drop skirt with kick plaits in each side. The coat slopes from hipline in the back to a short eton in front. All edges are bound in matching satin showing the season’s tendency to high-light style. —What length coat can you wear? Hip, fingertip, three-quarter, seven- eights or full? It all depends on your type. You can ruin an ensemble by wearing the wrong length. five gorges hanging as loose panels the old original plants removed. It: may be well to Jeave the plants at one side of the original row to insure that none of the old plants will be left. If the vigor is rather low, a mix- ture of equal parts of nitrate of soda, and acid of phosphate will be found to be a very good fertilizer. Application of about two pounds to 75 to 100 feet of row should be made, being careful to put the ferti- lizer 3 or 4 inches from the plants and none on the leaves. An applica- tion of well-rotted manure can gen- erally be applied profitably.
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