Beso alc an Bellefonte, Pa., April 25, 1930. «on sm, A MYTHICAL RACE. When I look on a blue-veined wrist And think how its pulsing tide Began in a far off mist Where centuries breathed and died. There is something within me yearns For that kindred of long ago, Who governs my life by turns, Whether I will or no. There's a soldier with heart of gold But a spirit that brooked no wrong; Am I fearless? His courage bold, Not mine has made me strong. ‘Tis a Quaker the ages know Who can soften my varying moed; Not to forgive my foe Were to wrong that gentle blood. There's a priest in gown and stole Stands rapt at altar-rail, Alove him an aureole; Through him must my prayers avail? And one with a wind-filled sheet For alien lands outspread; I follow with roving feet His haunts revisited. Not a long procession of saints But a line of honor fast, The brush of history paints On the canvas of my past. And I love them one and all And offer a ‘bidding prayer” For a race without stain or thrall, That blesses me unaware. LOUISE MANN THE TRIMMED LAMP. Of course there are two sides to the question. Let us look at the other. We often hear “shop-girls” spoken of. No such persons exist. There are ‘girls who work in shops, They make their living that way. But why turn their occupation into an adjective? Let us be fair. We do not refer to the girls who live on Fifth Avenue as “marriage- girls.” Lou and Nancy were chums. They came to the big city to find work because there was not enough to eat at home to go around. Nancy was nineteen; Lou was twenty. Both were pretty, active, country girls who had no ambition to go on the stage. The little cherub that sits up aloft guided them to a cheap and respectable boarding house. Both found positions and became wage- earners. They remained chums. It is at the end of six months that I would beg you to step forward and be introduced to them, Gentle Reader: My lady friends, Miss Nancy and Miss Lou. While you are shaking hands please take notice— cautiously—of their attire. Yes, cautiously; for they are as quick to resent a stare as alady in a DOX.. ; L show. e-work ironer in a #She is clothed in a fple dress, and her our inches too long; muff and scarf cost its fellow beasts will be “but her ermine $25, and ticketed in the windows at $7.98 be- | fore the season is over. Her cheeks are pink, and her light blue eyes bright. Contentment radiates from her. Nancy you would call a shop-girl —because you have the habit. There | is no type; but a nerverse tion is always seeking a type; so this is what the type should be. She has the high-ratted pompadour, and the exaggerated straight-front. Her skirt is shoddy, but has the correct flare. No furs protect her against the bitter spring air, but she wears her short broadcloth jack- et as jauntily as though it were Persian lamb! On her face and in her eyes, remorseless, type-seeker, is the typical shop-girl expression. It is a look of silent but contemptu- ous revolt against cheated woman- hood; of sad prophecy of the ven- geance to come. When she laughs her loudest the look is still there. The same look can be seen in the eyes of Russian peasants; and those of us left will see it some day on Gabriel's face when he comes to blow us up. It is a look that should wither and abash mam; but he has been known to smirk at it and offer flowers—with a string tied to them, Now lift your hat and come away, while you receive Lou's cheery “See you again,” and the sardonic, sweet smile of Nancy that seems, somehow, to miss you and go flutter- ing like a white moth up over the house tops to the stars. The two waited on the corner for Dan. Dan was Lou's steady com- pany. Faithful? Well he was on hand when Mary would have had to hire a dozen subpoena servers to find her lamb. “Ain't you cold Nancy?” said Lou. “Say, what a chump you are for working in that old store for $8 a week; I made $18.50 last week. Of course ironing ain't as swell work as selling lace behind a counter, but it pays. None of us ironers make less than $10. And I don’t know that it’s any less re- spected work, either.” “You can have it,” said Nancy, with uplifted nose. “I'll take my eight a week and hall bedroom. I like to be among nice things and swell people. And look what a chance I've got! Why, one of our glove girls married a Pittsburgh— steel maker, or blacksmith or some- thing—the other day worth a mil- lion dollars. I'll catch a swell my. self some time. I ain't bragging on my looks or anything; but I'll take my chances where there's big prizes offered, What show would a girl have in a laundry?” “Why, that's where I met Dan,” said Lou, triumphantly. “He came in for his Sunday shirt and collars and saw me at the first board. Ella Maginnis was sick that day, and I had her place. He said he noticed my arms first, how round and white genera- they was. I had my sleeves rolled up. You can tell ’em by their bringing their clothes in suit cases, and turning in the door sharp and sudden.” “How can you wear a waist like that, Lou?” said Nancy gazing down at the offending article with sweet scorn in her heavy-lidded eyes. “It shows fierce taste.” “This waist?” cried Lou, with wide-eyed indignation. “Why, I paid $16 for this waist. It’s worth twen- ty-fivee. A woman left it to be laundered, and never called for it. The boss sold it to me. It's got yards of hand embroidery on it. Better talk about that ugly, plain thing you've got on.” “This ugly, plain thing,” said Nancy, calmly, was copied from one that Mrs. Van Alstyne Fisher was wearing. The girls say her bill in the store last year was $12,000, I made mine, myself. It cost me $1.50. Ten feet away you couldn't tell it from hers.” “Oh, well,” said Lou, good- naturedly, “if you want to starve and put on airs, go ahead. But I'll take my job and good wages; and after hours give me something fancy and attractive to wear as I am able to buy.” But just then Dan came—a serious man with a ready-made necktie, who had escaped the city’s brand of frivolity—an electrician making $30 per week who looked upon Lou with the sad eyes of Romeo, and thought her embroidered waist a web in which any fly should delight to be caught. “My friend, Mr. Owens—shake hands with Miss Danforth,” said Lou. “I'm mighty glad to know you, Miss Danforth, said Dan, with out- stretched hand. “I've heard Lou speak of you so often.” “Thanks,” said Nancy, touching his fingers with the tips of her cold ones, “I've heard her mention you—a few times.” Lou giggled. “Did you get that handshake from Mrs. VanAlstyne Fisher, Nancy ?” she asked. “If I did, you can feel safe in copying it,” said Nancy. “Oh, I couldn’t use it at all. It's too stylish for me, It’s intended to set off diamond rings, that high- shake is. Wait till I get a few and then I'll try it.” “Learn it first,” said Nancy wise- ly, “and you’ll be more likely to get the rings.” “Now, to settle this argument,” said Dan, with his ready, cheerful smile, “let me make a proposition. As I can’t take both of you up to Tiffany's and do the right thing, what do you say to a little vaude- ville? I've got the tickets. How about looking at stage diamonds since we can’t shake hands with the real sparklers?” The faithful squire took his place close to the curb; Lou next, a little peacocky in her bright and pretty clothes; Nancy on the inside, slen- der, and soberly clothed as the sparrow, but with the true Van- Alstyne Fisher walk—thus they set out for their evening's moderate diversion. I do not suppose that many look upon a great department store as an educational institution. But the one in which Nancy worked was something like that to her. She was surrounded by beautiful things that breathed of taste and refine- ment. If you live in an atmosphere iof luxury, luxury is yours whether | your money pays for it or another's. : The people she served were most- ly women whose dress, manners, ‘and position in the social world ! were quoted as criterions. From them Nancy began to take toll—the {best from each according to her | view. From one she would copy and i practice a gesture, from another {an eloquent lifting of an eye- i brow, from others, a manner walking, or carrying a purse, of smiling, of greeting a friend, of ad- ; dressing “inferiors in station.” { From her best beloved model, Mrs. | VanAlstyne Fisher, she made re- | quisition for that excellent thing, a , soft, low voice as clear as silver ‘and as perfect in articulation as the notes of a thrush. Suffused in the aura of this high social refinement | impos. ,and gocd breeding, it was “sible for her to escape a deeper ef- ‘fect of it. As good habits are said to be better than good princi- i ples, so, perhaps, good manners are {better than good habits. The teach- |ings of your parents may not keep ‘alive your New England conscience: but if you sit on a i chair and repeat the words ‘prisms ‘and pilgrims” forty times the devil | will flee from you. And when Nancy , spoke in the VanAlstyne Fisher i tones she felt the thrill of noblesse ' oblige to her very bones. | There was another source of learn- ing in the great school. Whenever you see three or four shop-girls gather !and jingle their wire bracelets as an accompaniment to apparently frivo- ‘lous convention, do not think that | they are there for the purpose of crit- icizing the way Ethel does her back hair. The meeting may lack the , dignity of the deliberative bodies of . men; but it has all the importance "of the occasion on which Eve and i her first daughter first put their {heads together to make Adam un- i derstand his proper place in the "household. It is Woman's Confer- ence for Common Defense and Ex- change of Strategical Theories of {Attack and Repulse upon and against the World, which is a Stage, .and Man, its Chief Usher, who Per- | sists in Throwing Boquets There- | upon. Woman, the most helpless of , the young of any animal-—with the , fawn’s grace but without its fleet- , ness; with the bird's beauty but ; without its power of flight; with the honey-bee’s burden of sweetness but ' without its—Oh, let's drop the similes—some of us may have been stung. During this council of war they pass weapons one to another, and exchange strategems that each has devised and formulated out of the tactics of life. straight-back departmental in a bunch, ' “I says to 'im,” says Sadie, “ain’t you the fresh thing! Who do you suppose I am, to be addressing such a remark to me? And what ‘do you think he says back to me?” The heads, brown, black, flaxen, red and yellow bob together, the answer is given; and the parry to the thrust is decided upon, to be used by each thereafter in passages at arms with the common enemy, man. Thus Nancy learned the art of de- fense; and to a woman successful defense means victory. The cirriculum of a department store is a wide ome. Perhaps no other college could have fitted her as well for her life’s ambition—the drawing of a matrimonial prize. Her station in the store was near enough for her to hear and be- favored one. The music room was best composers——at least to ac- quire the familiarity that passed for appreciation in the social world in which she was vaguely trying to set a tentative and aspiring foot. She absorbed the educating In- fluence of art wares, of costly are almost culture to women. The other girls soon aware of Nancy's ambition. comes your millionaire, they would call to her any man who looked the role ap- proached her counter, It got to be a habit of men, who were hanging about while their women folk were shopping, to stroll over to the became “Here over. the cambric squares. Nancy's imitation, high-bred air and genuine dainty beauty was what attracted. Many men thus came to display their graces before her. Some of them may have been millionaires; their sedulous apes. to discriminate. There wasa window at the end of the handkerchief counter, and she could see the rows of vehicles waiting for the shoppers in the street below. She looked, and preceived that automobiles dif- fer, as well as do their owners. Once a fascinating gentleman bought four dozen handkerchiefs, and wooed her across the counter with a King Copheta air. When he had gone one of the girls said: “What's wrong, Nance, that you didn’t warm up to that fellow? He looks the swell article, all right, to me.” “Him?” said Nancy, coolest, sweetest, most VanAlstyne Fisher smile, “Not for mine. I saw him drive up outside. A 12 H. P. machine and an Irish chauffeur! And you saw what kind of handkerchiefs he bought—silk! And he’s got dactylis on him. Give me the you please.” Two of the most “refined” women in the store—a forelady and a cashier—had a few “swell gentlemen friends” with whom they now and then dined. Once they included Nancy in an invitation. The dinner took place in a spectacular cafe whose tables are engaged for New Year's eve a year in advance. There were two “gentlemen friends” with her impersonal, —high living ungrew it; and we can prove it—the other a young man whose worth and sophistication he impressed upon you in two con- wine was corked; and he wore diamond cuff buttons. This young cies in Nancy. His taste ran to shop-girls; and here was one that added the voice and manners of his ‘high social world to the franker {charms of her own caste. So, on come familiar with the words of the | perhaps of the women—made her hold her fire and take up the trail again. Lou flourished in the laundry. Out of her $18.50 per week she paid $6 for her room and board. The rest mainly for clothes. Her opportuni- ties for bettering her taste and man- ners were few compared with Nancy's. In the steaming laundry there was nothing but work, work and her thoughts of the evening pleasures to come, Many costly and showy fabrics passed under her iron; and it may be that her growing fondness for dress was thus transmitted to her through the conducting metal. When the day's work was over Dan awaited her outside, her faith- ful shadow in whatever light she stood. Sometimes he cast an honest and troubled glance at Lou's clothes, that increased in conspicuity rather than in style; but this was no dis- loyalty; he deprecated the attention they called to her in the streets. And Lou was no less faithful to her chum. There was a law that and Nancy should go with them on dainty fabrics, of adornments that Whatsoever outings they might take {Dan bore the extra burden heartily "and in good cheer. It might be said that Lou furnished the color, Nance,” , Nancy the tone, and Dan the weight whenever | : escort, in his neat but obviously of the distraction seeking trio. The ready-made suit, his ready-made tie and unfailing, genial, readymade wit never startled or clashed. He was of ‘that good kind that you are likely handkerchief counter and dawdle , but remember distinctly after they others were certainly no more than Nancy learned to forget while they are present, are gone. To Narcy’s superior taste the flavor of these ready made pleasures was sometimes a little bitter; but she was young; and youth is a gour- mand, when it cannot be a gourmet. “Dan is always wanting me to marry him right away,” Lou told her once. “But why should I? I'm independent. T can do as I please with the money I earn; and he nev- er would agree for me to keep on . working afterward. And say, Nance, what do you want to stick to that old store for, and half starve and half dress yourself? I could get you a place in the laundry right now if you'd come. It seems to me that you could afford to be little less stuck-up if you could make a good deal more money.” “I don’t think I'm stuck-up, Lou,” - said Nancy, “but I'd rather live on half rations and stay where I am. {I'm learning something new real thing or nothing, if | | —one without any hair on his head | i vincing ways—he swore that all the | man perceived irresistible excellen. ithe following day, he appeared in, iin the store and made her a serious . proposal of marriage over a box of { hemstiched, gmnass bleached Irish i linens. Nancy declined. A brown pompadour ten feet away had been ‘using her eyes and ears. When the . rejected suitor had gone she heap- ed carboys of upbraidings and hor. ror upon Nancy's head. { “What a terrible little fool you 'are! That fellow’s a millionaire— "he's a nephew of old Van Skittles | i himself. And he was talking on the level, too. Have you gone crazy, Nance ?” “Have I?” said Nancy. take him, did I? He isn’t a mil- lionaire so hard that you could no- tice it, anyhow. His family only al- ‘low him $20,000 a year to spend. ‘The bald-headed fellow was guying i him about it the other night at sup- per.” { The brown pompadour came near- er and narrowed her eyes. | “Say, what you want?” she in- quired, in a voice hoarse for lack of chewing-gum. “Ain't that enough for you? Do you want to be a ‘Mormon, and marry Rockefeller and | Gladstone Dowie and the King of Spain and the whole bunch? Ain't $20,000 a year good enough for you?” Nancy flushed a little under the level gaze of the black, shallow eyes. “It wasn't altcgether the money, Carrie,” she explained. “His friend caught him in a rank lie the oth- er night at dinner, It was about some girl he said he hadn't been to the theater with. Well, I can’t stand a liar. Put everything to- gether —I don’t like him; and that settles it. When I sell out it’s not going to be any bargain day. I've got to have something that sits up in a chair like a man, anyhow. Yes, I'm looking out for a catch; but it's got to be able to do something more than make a noise like a toy bank.” The phycopathic ward for yours!” said the brown pampadour, walking away. These high ideas, if not ideals— Nancy continued to cultivate on $8 per week. She bivouacked on the trail of the great unknown ‘catch,” eating her dry bread and tightening her belt day by day. On her face was the faint, soldierly, sweet, grim smile of the preordained man-hunter. The store was her forest; and many times she raised her rifle at game that seemed broad-antlered and big; but always some deep unerring I suppose I've got the habit, the chance that I want. pect to be always behind It’s I don’t ex- a counter. every day. I'm right up against refined and rich people all the time: and I'm not missing any pointers that I see passing around.” “Caught your millionaire yet? asked Lou with her teasing laugh. “I haven't selected one yet,” answered Nancy. ‘I've been look. ing them over.” “Goodness! the idea of picking over ’em! Don’t you ever let one get by you Nance—even if he's a few dollars shy. But of course you're joking—millionaires don’t think about working girls like us.” “It might be better for them if they did,” said Nancy, with cool wisdom. “Some of us could teach them how to take care of their money,” “If one was to speak to me, “laughed Lou, “I know I'd have a duck-fit.” “That's because you don’t know any. The only difference between swells and other people is you have to watch ‘em closer. Don’t you think that red silk lining is just a little bit too bright for that coat, Lou?” Lou looked at the plain, dull olive jacket of her friend. “Well, no I don’t —but it may seem so beside that faded-looking thing you've got on.” “This jacket,” said Nancy, com- placently, “has exactly the cut and fit of one that Mrs. VanAlstyne Fisher was wearing the other day. The material cost me $3.98. I sup- pose hers cost about $100 more.” “Oh, well,” said Lou lightly, ‘it don’t strike me as a millionaire bait. Shouldn't wonder if I catch .one before you do, anyway.” “I didn’t’ | Instinct—perhaps of the huntress, Truly it would have taken a philosopher to decide upon the values of the theories held by the two friends. Lou, lacking that certain pride and fastidiousness that keeps stores and desks filled with girls working for the barest living, thumped away gaily with her iron -in the noisy and stifling laundry. Her wages supported her beyond the point of comfort; so that her dress profited until sometimes she cast a sidelong glance of impatience at the neat but inelegant apparel of Dan— Dan the constant, the immutable, the undeviating. As for Nancy, her case was one of tens of thousands. Silk and jewels and laces and ornaments and the perfume and music of the fine world of good-breeding and taste— these were made for woman; they are her equitable portion. Let her keep near them if they are a part of life to her, and if she will. She is no traitor to herself, as Esau was; for she keeps her birthright and the pottage she earns is often very scant. In this atmosphere Nancy belong- ed; and she throve in it and ate her frugal meals and schemed over her cheap dresses with a determin- ed and contented mind. She already knew woman; and she was studying man, the animal, both as to his habits and eligibility. Some day she would bring down the game that she wanted; but she promised herself it would be what seemed to her the biggest and the best, and mothing smaller. Thus she kept her lamp trimmed and burning to receive the bride- groom when he should come. But, another lesson she learned, perhaps unconsciously. Her standard of values began to shift and change. Sometimes the dollar-mark grew | blurred in her mind's eye, and shap-' ed itself into letters that spelled such words as “truth” and “honor”, and now and then just “kindness.” Let us make a likeness of one who hunts the moose or elk in some mighty wood, He sees a little dell, mossy and embowered, where a rill trinkles, babbling to him of rest and comforts. At these times the spear of Nimrod himself grows blunt. So, Nancy wondered some times if Persian lamb was always quoted at its market value by the hearts that it covered. One Thursday evening Nancy left the store and turned across Sixth Avenue westward to the laundry. She was expected to go with Lou and Dan to a musical comedy. Dan was just coming out of the laundry when she arrived. There was a queer, strained look on his face. “I thought I would drop around to see if they had heard from her,” he said. “Heard from who?” asked Nancy. “Isn't Lou there?” “I thought you knew,” said Dan. “She hasn't been here or at the house where she lived since Mon- day. She moved all her things from there. She told one of the girls in the laundry she might be going to Europe.” “Hasn’t anybody seen her where ?” asked Nancy. Dan looked at her with his jaw set grimly, and a steely gleam in his steady gray eyes. “They told me in the laundry,” he said, harshly, “that they saw her pass yesterday —in an automobile. With one of the millionaires, I sup- pose, that you and Lou were forev. er busying your brains about.” any- before a man, that sleeve. “You've no right to say such a thing to me Dan—as if I had any- thing to do with it!” “I didn’t mean it that way,” said Dan, softening. He fumbled in his vest pocket. “I've got the tickets for the show tonight,” show of lightness. She laid her hand trembled slightly on Dan's “If you—" Nancy admired pluck whenever important. Well-bred ‘healthy vigorous she saw it. “I'll go with you, Dan,” she said. Three months went by before Nancy saw Lou again, , situation. FARM NOTES, —There probably is money to be made in raising capons on a com. mercial scale, but not anything like the profit that would appear in the raising of a few capons as a side line to a general flock. The factors in the situation, of course, would be original cost of the caponms, cost of feed, percentage of mortality and rate or growth gains obtained. If capons are fed for a period of 40 weeks, the food intake might well be in the meighborhocd of 70 pounds per bird. —Do we need more forest trees? The answer is that at present four to six times as much timber is used as is being grown. Planting trees on idle lands will help relieve the Write to the Pennsylva- nia State College for Circular 130, which tells how to do this. —Approximately one dime of every dollar expended for food goes for poultry products—six cents for eggs and four cents for poultry meats. This indicates the esteem in which poultry products are held by the American consumer. —When prices of dairy products are low it is a good time to put .the herd on a more efficient basis of production. Cutting down the feed is not considered good economy; culling out inferior cows is a profit. able practice. Testing will show which cows should go and which should stay. For the first time Nancy quailed —Only high quality vegetable seeds of proven varieties or strains should be sown. Vegetable garden. specialists of the Pennsylvanie State College caution against sow. ing seed too thickly in the row Much thinning can be avoided by more careful sowing. Where thin. hing is needed it should be done he said, with a gallant At twilight one evening the shop- | girl was hurrying home along the border of a little quiet park, She heard her name called, and wheeled about in time to catch Lou : rushing into her arms. After -the first embrace they drew their heads back as serpents do, ready to attack or to charm, with a thousand questions trembling on their swift tongues. And then Nancy noticed that prosperity had descended upon Lou, manifesting itself in costly furs, flashing gems, and creations of the tailors’ art. “You little fool!” cried Lou, loud- | i i ly and affectionately. “I see you are | still working in that store, and as shabby as ever. And how about that big catch you were going to make—nothing doing yet, I sup- pose?” And then Lou looked, and saw that something better than pros- perity had descended upon Nancy— ! something that shone brighter than gems in her eyes and redder than a rose in her cheeks, danced like electricity anxious to be loosed from the tip of her tongue. “Yes, I'm still in the store,” said Nancy, “but I'm going to leave it next week. I've made my catch —the biggest catch in the world, | 1 i | i and that | early to give the remaining plants a chance to make full growth. —The source of baby chicks is good, strong chicks may cos: slightly more but they will hi cheaper than poor ones in the end —Spray thoroughly to protect the fruit trees from insect and diseas: attacks. —Vegetable varieties should he chosen which will furnish fres} food over as great a part of th growing season as possible. Thi may be done by planting varietie: which will mature at differen times and by making successio planting of the same varieties. good family garden should conta at least 25 different kinds of vege tables. —Raise the chicks on groun where no fowls of any age hav been allowed to run for at leas two years and where no poultr; manure has been spread durin that period. Where clean ground i not available or the brooder hous cannot be moved State Colleg poultrymen recommend that chick be raised in complete confinement. —Satisfying the consumers’ de mand for good quality fruits an “vegetables comes only after a long hard struggle against insects an diseases and constant care an . watchfulness in handling the prc You won’t mind now Lou, will you? | —I'm going to be married to Dan | —to Dan! he’s Lou!” Around the corner of the park strolled one of those new cops, smooth-faced young policemen that are making the force more endur- able —at least to the eye. a woman with an expensive fur coat and diamond-ringed hands crouching down against the iron fence of the park sobbing turbulent- ly, while a slender, plainly-dressed working girl leaned close, trying to console her. But the Gibsonian cop, being of the new order, passed on, pretending not to notice, for he was wise enough to know that these matters are beyond help so far as the power he represents are concerned, though he rap the pave- ment with his nightstick till the sound goes up to the furthermost stars.— By O. Henry, in McClure's Magazine. STATE TO TEST PUBLIC SPRINGS AND WELLS. The state department of health is preparing plans for the annual spring campaign to make the most my Dan now—why, ducts of garden, field, and orchard. —Serious losses are probable ur less all seed corn is tested befor ' planting this year. Early reports re He saw | veal severe injury to corn intende for seed and so handled that i would have been excellent in o1 dinary seasons. —From an obscure garden orn: mental the tomato has grown i popularity until the annual Crop worth more than $41,000,000. Ce: tain curative properties attribute to the tomato a hundred years ag have been scientifically establishe since the vegetable has been foun rich in vitamins. —It is unnecessary to provide house for turkeys though it is tt part of wisdom to have a she handy into which they may t driven on extremely stormy nights As a usual thing they will «¢ - better roosting out in the open eve in quite severe weather. used highways in Pennsylvania safe for tourists. This campaign will be two-fold in character. All public eating and drinking places throughout the State will be inspected to determine whether they are complying with the regulations regarding sanitary conditions and re-inspections will be made wherever necessary. All springs, wells and other road- side drinking water facilities along the most used highways will be ex- amined and tagged to show the motorist whether the water is safe for drinking purposes. The drive on the public eating and drinking places will include any place where food or drink is served, with or without charge, to the pub- lic, such as restaurants, hotels, cafes, cafeterias, taverns, public boarding houses, tourist lodging houses, serv- ing meals, ice cream parlors, con- fectionery and drug stores with fountains, roadside vendors and street stands, This work will be started about Memorial day as that is the usual time for the opening of the roadside and tourist lodging houses and stands. It will be carried on largely by full time health officers in the . various counties and districts and it is expected, will be completed early in June. r——— ee e——— ———Richard J. Detwiler, of Smulliton, this county, has been elected second vice president of the Penn State Y. M. C. A. Where only a small flock is ke) 15 females may be mated with or male if he is unquestionably vigo ous. If a flock of about 25 or ¢ is kept, two males will be needs but they should not be allowed run with the flock at one time, One should be allowed to run wit the flock one day and the other tl} next. The reason for this is that whe both are allowed to mingle with ti flock at the same time, they w fight until one of them becom: boss, after which he will do mo of the mating and the flock will 1 very little better off so far as tl fertility is concerned than if had a single male. —With the approach of war weather many cream producers ha’ difficulty in getting their cream the creamery in good conditic Practices in caring for the crea during the cold weather of wint are not always satisfactory for u during the summer season. Crea kept in a cellar filled with odo becomes unsuitable for t manuafcture of high-class butter. view of the approach of hot weat er the following suggestions m: be of value to some of our reader: Wash and scald the separate cans and pails and all utensils ii mediately after using and ke them dry while not in use. Su shine is a cheap and effective dryi: agency. em pl ees. —If a coat of clear shellac is 8 plied to the labels on medicine bi tles the labels will remain clean a the writing will be clear. And me cine which drips over the labels c be removed with a cloth.
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