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Bellefonte, Pa., April 25, 1930.
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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-
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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,
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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.