VOL. XXX. II3UHIIWMIB ■ HOXSIE'S certain] —« « « « CROUP i The smallest child can UllwUl take this remedy without fllinP 1 any bad effects. It does I j|Kf> not contain ophim in any ffIRHIDH UUIILi form. ! GUARANTEED ALWAYS BEIDY FOB USE' j| TO CURE Hoxsie C. C. C. Co . ]| i c.R momtr REFUNDED. BUFFALO, H. Y. MNMNNMNIMIIIIIIIMMNMMfiIiMMMWMei PKNN'A • White-Sand Oil Co. [A. STEELSMITH, Manager, Butler, Pa.] ! «.a:ers in Illuminating, Lubricating, Cylinder and Dynamo ( ils—.ill free *om Lima Oil. 'll.sj oil 155 made and handled by Independent Producers not con i ec;c■ ■ "■ 1 11 ■ - ! Are Yon One Of The Lucky Ones Who Will Attend The Grand Clearance Sale At For the next two weeks. Remember it is not our fault if you come too late,it will commence Jan. 25 and continue till Feb. 4. Carpets, Cloaks, Underwear, Hosiery, Gloves, Corsets, Dry Goods, Flannels, Ginghams, Calicoes, etc. See our big bargain counter on left hand side entering store. YOURS RESPECTFULLY, A. Troutman & Son, Leading Dry Goods and Carpet House, Butler, Pa. EVERYBODY WANTS TO HAKE HONEY. Son* try to tare money, tome in one way, others in another way. The true way to make money is to save money, but it would not be prudent to expeet for instance that yoo can bar an article at 50 cts. as good aa one yon pay SI.OO for, this would be losing money. It is Simply a Matter of Business With yoo to boy from • reliable boose and one that you know has only one pries, a booss that gtres one man as mocb as his neighbor for his dollar—no two prices. Houses that are always advertising goods st SI.OO worth $2 00, and all (bis Mod of bosh as a role are daogeroas places to make money in,it is used by tbem as a catch to get yoo in their net. It would not ba safe /or yoo to take part in any scheme where the Merchant is going to loss money and yoo make, for fear the merchant woo Id make tbe money aad yoo lose it Ws carry tb« largest stock and best roober goods of any bourn in Bat -IST, WS gf TS a new pair of men's robber boot* if not satisfactory to the .customer free of charge, a»k one of these little follows to do this, see wbat be will say to yoo, ws havs all these cheap or sboold sav dear rubbers, ■en's at S6 cts., cbll's 10 cts., etc., and that is all they sre worth or all •aj of them are worth. Oar stock in men's, boy's and youths' boots and is not equaled in Batler lien's fine shoes at - l.bO and 1.25 " sitrs fine calf shoes at - - 200 Ladies' fine button shoes at - 1.00 and 1.25 " " grain botton shoes at - - - 85 cts " slippers at - - - 25 cts. and 50 cte " flannel lined shoes - - - 75 cts All (bees not half price, hot regular price. Man's wool boots aod robbers at - 1.90 Old ladlse' flannel lined shoes and slippers in great variety, we tell yoo whet goods are and give yon tbe lowest price No old rnsty job lots in this ftoek.al! clean fresh goods. Come and see us. B. C. HUSELTON. , RINGS, T h m oil d s J EAR-RINGS, umiuuill IS i SCARF PINS, 'STUDS, (GENTS GOLD, XJU pc \ LADIES GOLD, TY (GENTS SILVER. LADIES CHATLAIN, TIVW£»I V\7 J Gold Pin 9» Eftr -"ngß, U UnCll j Ringn, Chains, Bracelet*, Etc, {Tea sets, castors, butter dishes and everything that can be found in a first class store, MUM IIIS. tM! ISSThi"'* *•— E. GRIEB, THE JEWELER No. 189, north Main St., BUTLER,;PA., Job Work of all kind done at the "Citizen Office.' THE BUTLER CITIZEN. ITHE KIND | I THAT CURESI ! I § p || i ■ DANIEL C. EGGLESTOX, CoriHi, S. Y. ■ !( HELPLESS A\l> SIFFEBIXG, i ! ? FAINT AND WEAK FIOMB ■ EHETJMATIC TORMENT, g » VTT mn) BT I DANA'S. I gDiSt SARSAFABILLA CO.: - ■ I CTI «."» y -are o»J, by omapa- g Krkaabmx r. F»r the- la-t 3 I kav bt*:i i.B| gagmit MiJTrrfr Rhrimaliaß, »•»" I a* time* I cfuid n-t »iir my arm. A~j£ P'OR.I*AR' pain in TOT S.Viu>A One arm viJ| SBk" Uidthat c fingers v. »• Years Starullnpr, S ■A BLOOD PURIFIER THAT CURES.! DA H A .'•A C- 4 I'A Kf f.l. A CO., Sm GEWTI .».m» *> —I benbj certify that I hare beras Bja sug*T»r for o\rr HSi year* WI::I Heror<| ulu and Halt Khcnm. e?nptoyedjg Physicians and txp*ndnl many d>Tlara irirr jHioy 1 sh>'tiid ra!i and grt my monr latrr. No hop* Wk B'if any brnrfit as no or trt-atmmt WM ■to rmch my ctar. I had no* tnk< n more than as ■Bonr-h ilf 1 "f one brittle wl*en to tnv surprise gfouod it vn hrlpinc mr. llav tak*-n two 2 ■ hottl 's and uin f 7 ! If Ell. Tli«> Kcrof.2 PBsila H»rr» ar«- all li«*al«-- tbinic in tbe line from m>. Our atore is alao headquarters fir PAINTS, OILS, VARNISHES, Kalsomine, Alabastine k Get our prices before you buy Paints, and Mee wbat we have to offer. We can wave you doliarn on your paint bill. Reppectfnlly J. C. REDICK, Main St., next to Hotel Lowry, BUTLER, h>JV. SEE These Prices OD EVERGREENS. 10.000 Norway Hiiruw. 4 to'". In -li'M lilifh. s.'o. lo.nm llaW.im Kir. 4 r« K Inrhm liltrli. $». lO.ocio Arbor Vltni, h to 14 loch' t lilijh. lo.ouo Scotch nri". 4 to M Incite* high. »io. varteiir*. 7.000.MK) r»r Rati*. PAMPIT TRIfF unit Mzi* of fr'iH anil oriiainnnliil trem. W'- mu-t cl«-ur v>me of therri out. H«ri,«l for price l!»ts. EVERGRKEN NURSEKIES, Evergreen, Wis. Garfield Tea VS. Cur«M Hirk iN M'lacbe krat'Tr-' ottirdcikr ' Tr— Ihictnr*.' Bill*, tecople free. o«iniU»Tu< >..111 thHt .N.Y. CiijesCPOslip-tiDn BTTTLER, PA., FRIDAY. FKBRUAKY 1 THE DEACON'S WIFE. THE DEACON'S WIFE. How Mrs. Bradley Helped to Er.c Her Drudgery. Mrs. Brac.ley had come tip to Berk shire her husband and uaov ptbert • wj »n*;na tne annual convocation o: their chnrch. While she restc *. ia hei room after the morning session shi heard a conversation which intereste* her, between two men on the Terandj just nnder her window. Through the half-open blinds sin recognized ono of them as Deacoi Bates, a sturdy farmer delegate wht had shown much good sense in the few words he had spoken in the businesi meeting. "Whether farming can be made to pa} or not a good deal upon t!.< ' sort of u wife a man has," Deacot Bates was saying, and this v.-as the sen tence which arrested Mrs. Bradley'i attention. "If he has to run the farm and th« house too and depend upon hired helj he can't lay up anything. One of mj ! neighbors is in that fix; his wife don'; ' know how to work herself; she trust; everything to help and she spends he: time gadding about. Things go at size< and sevens; their butter and poultrj are the poorest in the market. I an | sorry for him. I believe I've got thi j best wife in the country, myself," h< went on, tipping back his chair agains' the house and clasping his hands ovei the back of his head; "she beats every thing there is going for work, i-ht 'tends to everything herself; is up a daylight and sometimes before, an« her butter is tip-top; we get the bigpesy I prices jroing. She's a splendid cook too. I never need go away from home to get good victuals, now I tell you Well, the fact is she is as smart as < steel trap at anything she takes hole of. She makes all her own clothes anc most of mine and boards the farm hands and once in awhile takes somi | city boarders. I never would 'a' beer | so forehanded if it hadn't 'a' been fci | her. And she's always at home sum ; mer and winter; I don't b'lieve she'i been off the place only to go to churci these twenty years." "Poor drudge!" Mrs. Bradley ex ! claimed to herself as the dinner bell : put an end to the conversation. It so happened that in the course ol that summer Mr. and Mrs. Bradley, wishing to find comfortable quarter* for a few weeks in the coantry, neai , enough to the city so that Mr. Bradlej ; could go in and out conveniently, wer« directed to Berkshire and to the houst of Deacon Bates. It was not until she was seated at i the tea table in the cool dining room of the Bates family one July evening that Mrs. Bradley identified the deacon as the man with an extraordinary wife. Mrs. Bates did not look in the leasl like the busy, bustling worker Mr. Bates had pictured. She was a small, pale woman with gray hair and wist ful brown eyes. Iler low-spoken words were few, and her manner thetic, as if life had lost its flavor if il ever had any. During the next few weeks Mrs Bradley had opportunity to prove thai Deacon Bates had spoken truly of hit wife. Her house was a model of neat ness, her "victuals" were truly deli cious, and each day she turned o ft an amount of work, assisted only by on» other pair of hands, which was trulj incredible. "A working machine,' Mrs. Bradley thought as sho watchec the treadmill round of skimming milk churning, baking, drc. .ing poultry washing, ironing, cooking and wash ing dishes, beginning at sunrise and not by any means concluded at sunset Somrtliucs lu tho twilljrht tho tlre< woman rested a few minutes, thex Mrs. Bradley, pitying the narrow lifa would try to awaken her interest it an article in the newspapers, or a bi< from an amusin? bootc, but the wearj listener usually nodded in the midsi of it. One evening after tea, as Mrs. Brad ley wandered about the place, she came upon Mrs. Bates, who was oul under the apple tree engaged in pick ing chickens. "You are at it early and late, aren'l you?" Mrs. Bradley said, as she watched the swift fingers travel over the plum; chicken. "I heard that you were per fectly remarkable, but I had not ima gined that one so persistently indus trious existed." "Yon heard that of me?" Mrs. Batei exclaimed, with more interest than she had ever before displayed. "How could you?" "It was when the convention was held at Berkshire. I happened to over hear your husband sounding your praises." Mrs. Bradley hoped tffat at last she j had found a key to open this closed heart, as a gleam of surprise flashed for an instant on tho worn face of the farmer's wife, so she exerted all her powers of pleasing; she praised the flower garden, remarked on tho fine chicken, and admired the luxuriant vine which clambered over the wood house, but Mrs. Bates seemed absents minded and less inclined to talk than usual. There was silence for a minute, while she worked as if her lifu depend ed upon getting done at a certain mo ment. Mrs. Bradley was just thinking how useless it was to try to get any thing out of such a wooden woman, when suddenly Mrs. Bates, without lifting lier eyes from her work, jerked out a question: "Mrs. Bradley, 1 should like to know —would you mind telling me—what it was Daniel said that day up to Berk shire?" "Who? Mr. Bates? Oh, ho said he had the best wife in the whole coun try." And then, searching her memory, Mrs. Bradley gave a faithful report ol what she had heard. It was curious to note the effect ol her words in the light which came intc the sad eyes, and tho faint- (lush which stole over the faded checks "Did Daniel say that?" » "Yes, ho did, and 1 quite agree with him," and then remarked to herself: "I'oor creature, she has a heart aftei »U." It was an hour later, when Mrs. Bradley sat alone on the front piazza, that Deacon Bates, his chores all done, came and sat on the upper step. lie was a man ofi much shrewd Intel ligence, who read his weekly religious paper from end to end. and liked occa sionally to discuss au article or a doc trine with a bright woman like Mrs. Bradley. His wife was still busy in the kitchen, as the rattling of milk pans occasionally testified Mrs. Bradley's thoughts fol lowed the tired worker; her kind heart longed to make the weary life of this woman different. If only somebody would speak a few plain words to her hnsband, she reflected, and pet his eyes opened. "Why not do that yourself?" said lier inner voice. She shrank from that, ' though, telling her conscience thai per haps she would sometime if she got a good opportunity. The deaeon, taking off his hat, ran [ his fingers meditatively through his gray locks, and opened up on an article he had read that afternoon on the com parative merits of a trade or profession ■ compared with farming. "In my opinion," he declared, after descanting at some length upon the : subject, "the farmer has the best of it ; every time; it's a healthy, independent sort of life, and he doesn't liavo to work like a slave the year round. In the wint' r lie can get time to tinker at odd jobs and do a sight of reading besides 11 if bo's so disposed " men Mrs. Bradley could aot resist saying: "And the farmers' wives? They, too, have a good rest in the winter—fairly idle, aren't they?" "Oh. no, there's plenty work, but it isn't hard. In the fall. «»'ter the ber ries are put u®, ccmey-ffc- Wof app.es ana pumpkin's.' .Then tb«*W sausages to make and lwa uuj-soUrrw to try out. When all that's done there's a lot of sewing and knitting and carpet rags. My wife makes her own earpets, and my clothes and the boys', all but our Sunday coats. Then it takes a lot of cooking to keep three or four healthy appetites going, and we don't have any help in winter." His listener could scarcely keep in dignation from her tones as she replied: "Is it possible that all this is added ts tLv' •• rl: c" the summer? Ido not wonder that according to statistics a large proportion of the women confined in lunatic asylums are farmers' wives. It is a dreary life, making a woman Into a perfect drudge." "Well, I don't know," the farmer an swered, musingly, "we must earn our bread by the sweat of our brows. The Bible says that work's good for us. 1 guess it is, and a wise provision ol Providence. I don't know's it's any worse for women than it is for men." "But it seems to me that the lot ol the farmer's wife is less desirable than that of her husband. According to your own account she has less leisure, and fchen he seems to have more variety in his work, and it is relieved by small pleasures. In summer *.is work is mostly out of doors; then he jumps into his wagon and is off to town two or three times a week on errands; and his neighboroften happens along and leans on the fence and talks. At noon he takes a nap in his chair or reads his paper a few minute®; but according to my observation a farmer's wife is a drudge. She seems to have no time for these little rest places, and the conse quence is, all is dreary and monotonous. It is no wonder she loses her mind and has paralysis, for her work is never done." Deacon Bates sat silent a minute while he thoughtfully stroked the gray 6tubble on his chin; then he said, slow ly: "I d'n know, may be it's so. I never thought about it in just that way." Mrs. Bates came around the corner of the house just then and took down some clothes from the line in the side yard. Iler husband watched her me chanically as she folded and placed them in the basket "Your wife is a marvel tome, accom plishing all sl»e does," Mrs. Bradley said as she watched her; "but she looks worn; she will break some day sudden ly, I fear. It would make a wonderful difference in this house to have her busy hands and feet still forever, wculdn't it?"' The deacon turned and looked at Mrs. Bradley half wildly, as if such a thing had never before crossed his mind. Then he got up, strode over to the line just as his wife was about to lift tho heavy basket of clothes, and taking it from her carried it into the house. She followed, amazed. Not since tho first years of her mar ried life had "DanT' offered to do any of her work. What had come over him? When Deacon Bates had anything special on his mind he was wont to be ta' -• himself to the orchard. He went tL t -re now and sat down on a low gnarled limb, and, leaning las head i gainst a tree, tried to think over the tormenting words Mrs. Bradley had just spoken. They nettled him. He told himself she ought to mind her own business. But after all he had himself to blame. By his own confession his wife was a hard-worWed woman. It was too liuuilllatlngl He had prided himself upon being kind to animals and considerate toward help. Was it pos sible he hail been cruel to Ills own wife? It must look so, or a good woman like Mrs. Bradley would not have spoken as she did. The deacon was a good man. He was not going to spare himself now that his eyes were getting wide open. He went back over the years when they first came to this farm, when "Cynthy" was young and bright She used to talk and laugli ".hen. What had changed her luto the silent woman sho now was? "If hei busy hands and feet should be still foreverl" What awful wordsl Ho had no more calculated on any change of that kind than that tho old eight day clock which had ticked on for forty years should suddenly leave its place. And then, that dreadful thought about farmers' wires becoming insane. He had road enough to know that melan choly is ono species of Insanity. What if tlmt state should be slowly coming upon his wife, for certainly she grew more silent and sad year by year. It must be that sho did work too hard, for when he came to reckon it up and tell over to Mra. Bradley all the work she diil summer apd winter, it was more than he had supposed. How could she get any time for reading or going out? And now that lictboughtof itshe never went anywhere, except to church, and not always there, because often she was too tired. How different it used to be I Once she frequently went to town with him and they occasionally took tea with a neighbor or drove in to the sewing society. But of late years work hud been so pressing that there had been no time for going or inviting company. He had just gone on buying more land and more cows and employ ing more men, so adding to her labor, while sho had but tho one helper sho used to have when the farm was small. And as if this was not enough he had encouraged her to goon taking summer boarders occasionally, as she had her self suggested long ago, one year when the crops had failed. And he pretend ing to think sho did It all because she loved work so much. That was all stuff 1 He had seen her stand in the dooi and look after him, when he rode off to town on a pleasant afternoon, and bo bad heard something like a eigb just us lio started. The dear, patient woman had not complained or said sharp words; be wished she had, then may bo her plg-beadcd hnsband might have seen things as they were. The truth was, tho lovo of money had taken possession of him, and he had sacrificed everything. Ho had not even hinted to his wife that she must spare herself, and ho had forgotten to speak words of praise. He hated himselfl For, al though he had been mean and selfish and grasping, he still loved the wife of his youth. What would all the money and land he hail scraped together be to him when ho had laid her in the old burying ground? Tho sturdy farmer, as ho sat there thinking these sharp truths in tho gathering shadows, realized for a moment tho desolation ol going on without her. He bowed his head and prayed with all his soul that lie might be forgiven, ami that ho and his wife might go together hand in hand down tho hill to the gate that leads out of life to life eternal. The darkness had settled down when Deneon Bates got np and went into the house He had gone over everything, had reconstructed affairs on a uew basis and made several plans. He would have no difficulty in carrying them out, for his word had ever been law in his own house. If lie suggested anything it must surely be done, and this not on account of tyranny, but be cause of the old-fashioned revcenco for her husband as head of tho family, which Mrs. Bates had always main tained nnd instilled into the minds of her children. "Father knows best" was her unvarying decision. It was not like Deacon Bates to say much about his good resolutions, but to proceed t«j put_ them in practice a£ rapidly as possible There was no light in the sitting-room nrhen he en tered but that of the tuoon streamed in at the long window. He thought the room was empty till he caught sight of his wife asleep in her chair. Her mild, pale face upturned n the whit* light sent a psng through n - u i 1 nf the self-convicted man. j_L» RMt tTTuj 1«-» Tl£P . '..j/I-fl. oia hand on her bead s»ld. "Come, mother, you better not wait up for the boys. I'd go right to bed if I were you." He continued to smooth her hair as he said it, and Mrs. Bates presently sat up straight and wonder ing. It was long since her husband had lost the habit of bestowing little endearments; he used often to do this very thing in the old days. "Was Daniel going to die?" The next morning, soon after break fast, Mr. Bates went away in his spring wagon, returning in the space of two hours with the strong capable girl who assisted them on extra oceasions, an nouncing, to the surprise of his wife, that Sophia Mills had come to stay till the ' heft of the summer's work" was over, "and mind you keep her busy," he told the astonished woman, "and you get some time to rest." In the afternoon Mr. Bates drove to town, and, as Mrs. Bradley had the day before said she wished to match some worsteds, he took her along, tak ing occasion to say as they were well on their way: ' I'm much obliged to yoo, Mrs. Brad ley, for giving me a hint about my wife last night I've been blind and dumb as an old bat 'Nough said. Things 'll be different Now I want to ask another favor. I wish you'd pick out a dress for my wife—a nice one, that'U do for best I'm going to take her out west to see her sister when the crops are all in. She don't know a word about it yet" Mrs. Bradley was delighted; she would be glad to help. What would he like? "Oh, you must 6eMle that something sort of ladylike; black, I guess; and get some of that soft white stuff, such as you wear, to go round hor neck, and some ribbon and all the trimmin's." A more dazed woman than Mrs. Bates could not be found, when her husband that night after every one else had gone to bed. presented her with a roll of handsome black cashmere. "And Cynthy," he said, "you must have it made up nice like Mrs. Brad ley's with some ribbons a-floatin' in the wind." "What's the matter with you.Dan'l?" his wife asked, anxiously. "Whatever does all this mean?" "It means, little woman, that I've been an old brute. I've let you slave yourself 'most to death with not a mite of fun thrown in. Now it's going to be stopped. I'm going to take care of you the rest of the way. What would you say now to takin' a trip out west next month to see your sister Hannah?" It wa> too much. Mrs. Bates could only cry and cry as if she would never stop, while her husband murmured as he stroked her hair; "Women are curious. I looked for you to laugh instead of cry, Cinthy."— Mrs. C. M. Livingston, in N. Y. Ob server. lie Howled Too Boon. Mother —Johnnie, why are you cry ing? I'm only going to bo way a week, and your papa will be home with you. Johnnie —No, he won't; he's going to Rome. "Going to Rome. Why, child, what do you mean?" "I heard him say that he would make Rome howl when yoti left" "Oh. indeedl V.*. ". ! wop'l leave you. Johnnie."—Texas Sittings. Hat her I.lkeU It- Aunty—Where aro you going now, pet? Little Pet —Down to the dentist's. "Dear me! Don't you hate it?" "No'm. Igo twice a week with the governess. I like it" "But doesn't the dentist hurt you?" "No'm. 'Tain't my teeth he fixes. It's the governess'."—-Good News. Kemion'a Ntrengtli. Little Dot—That is a picture of Snm son. Hasn't he awful long hair? Littlo Dick—That's wot made him strong. Little Dot—Why? Little Dick—l don't know, but I guess It's cause he never went to a barber shop. Papa says liar tiers talks folks half to death. —Good News. Mutually Agremblr. Mr. Borey—Oh, how I should love to seek the sunny south in this chill weather. Miss Dibbsey (upon whom he has been calling regularly)—Oh, how I should love to have you.—Chicago News Record. Out of the (JCMllon. Brushe—l have just done a water color of Col. Bluegrass. Mawle—lndeed; is it good? Brushe —All but the nose. Of course that was almost impossible in water colors.—Truth. A TKNIir.K-HKAHTKD 111 MIAMI. Husband—l think I'll go out for a lit tle walk, my dear. Wife (wrathfully)—l don't see how you can stand there and see your wife struggling with a fire that simply won't burn. Husband —I can't, my dear, that is the reason I am going out.—l*uck. The I'roper AnnHir. "You know the report we printed last night alxiut Mawson's death?" said the sub editor. "yes," said the editor-in-chief. * "Well, he was in here this morning asking us to deny it." "And what <1 id you say?" "I said we'd be very glad to when he presented proof that we were in error." —Harper's Bazar. Why 111« Ntole. Judge Duffy —lf you know of any mitigating circumstances you are at liberty to state them. Prisoner—l don't know of any except that 1 took to stealing because 1 didn't want to loaf around the street corners and bo taken for a detective. —Texas Sifting*. JX f'tiwncn to Ittar. Butcher—l need a boy about your size, and will give you three dollars a week. Applicaut—Will I liavo a chance to rise? "Yes. I want you to bo here at four o'clock every morning."—Life. Xot I nk»>ellr»l. First Quidnunc —Did tho towu au thorities take auy appropriate actiou on tho death of Scruggs the million aire? j Second Quidnunc Yes; they had the tiro bell rung while tho funeral was go ing on.—JudiC PARM POULTRY HOi"" plui t rrartlril Bolldhsr »i el Attsrkrd- It is well for farmers and others who raise poultry to provide, not Ae m-iat costly, but the best-piannod buiii:i:ijf for the flock that is kept. I also would a«ivise having separate building* and runs for separate breeds. True there is more work attached to such a plan, but its advantages, I think, overcome the obstacles brought up again it It The different flocks are more isolated from each other, and there is leas dan ger of an epidemic of disease. It is not necessary to ma.f buildings J large nor put much money into tbem I know a breeder of Blaek Spanish fowls who tells me that in thirty years he j FIO. I. BLCTATfo*. | has not spent 9200 on his buildings, aod he has the*reputation of having the i purest stock in this country. His an | nual sales run well into huudreds of | dollars annually. Therefore do not understand me as advocating fine build ings unless you are able to erect them, for the money is better expended in the choicest stock you .can obtain, every i time. I have shown in Fig t a practical building with yard attached. The building is a plain one. It is 'io feet in length. % feet in width, 10 feet high in front (south), 6 feet high in back (north), with shingle roof. Walls are inch oak boards nailed to perpendicu lars, with the cracks battened. The floor is double and tight. It is two feet from the ground, giving space un der the same for the flock in excessively hot weather or even in rainy, damp days. It makes the building and floor very dry, and this means good health no. 2-—INTKKIOK VI*W. to the flock It also prevents rats and other rodents from a secluded shelter from cat or dog. The floors should be always covered several inches deep with sand; it will answer also for dusting purposes. It is a deodoriaer; the droppings are easi ly concealed or covered up and ab sorbed by the sand about them. The plan of the windows is a good one. be ing lower down and in a row The sun in winter is low an.l the windows are just the right height to admit tho rays, striking direct on the floor. The flock gets the benefit In summer the sun i* nearty directly overhead and the rays do not have so much effect inside, con sequently it is not so hot in the build ing. An open shed on the front can be added, about 5 feet In width, being very useful in bad weather, and in BUILIINUI tI»R .IH.II I Kit if nuulil [uilf.nl the sun's rays from shiuing on tbe windows during the middle of the day. Doubtless some poultrymen would claim that tlm building wa» unneces sarily high. I think not. I And that a „,nl "" " " v'" 1 | j 0 |pi l« | * 'D D P ritt. 3. —QBOrSD PI.A .X. F, nest boxes. O. step or platform >!. perches A, feed boxes. I, entrance for fowls. 11, door. low building is much hotter in summer than fowls to do welL Never overcrowd a hous-\ no matter what else you do; disease will come soon enough without invit lng it In this way.—J. W. Caughey. in Ohio Farmer THE POULTRY YARD. WHY cannot you secure private cus tomers for your eggs and thus add a big [iercentago of profit'.' Is TOC house overcrowded? Thii out the poorer specimens and give the others more room. The flock will pay bettcr. HAWKS may be caught by putting a dead chicken on a pole and fanteuing a steel -trap on top Chain the trap tc the pole, of course. Wool> ashes besides setting free the ammonia of tho droppings bleaches the shauks of the fowls and should not be emptied iu the poultry house. A BTERt, trap properly set will eat eh the 'possum.that kills tbe chickens. Set it Inside the house in front of the open ing where the varmint enters, protect ing It from the fowls by boards or a wire screen. Ir there are no outer sheds with a sunny exposure for tbe flock to fre quent they had better be confined U. the house. Wailing in slush and stand ing in a winter wind do not promote health nor induce laying. TIIK best of the self-regulating incu bators require watching. The operator must lie intelligent An ignoramus cannot succeed in hatching chickens by machinery. Instinct will beat ignor ance every time, whatever manufae turers may say.—Farm Journa l la ■ l*Mtar»l Country. Isabel had spent tbe roost of her flv» years on a cuttle ran'-h, and while at her grandfather's home In the city she was taken to Sunday-school for th» first time. The teacher told the story of Lot's wife, and Isalx-I listened very attentive ly. The teucher ended the story by saying: "For aH I know, the pillar <>f salt may t»e there now." "Say, wns that a cattle country?" asked Isabel. "Yes; I think so," replied the teacher. "Well, let me tell you," with an air of superior knowledge, "ihoae tattle would have licked her up long ag<>. Life. TH.r« Am llnrki suil Hocks. "Dear father," wrote the son who had gone to the city, "since leaving th»> old New Hampshire farm I have t«*en I doing splendidly, ami am just piUnf up j the rocks." ''Dear Thomas," w-a» the old tn,tn s reply, "if all you went to the efty for was to pile up rocks, you uiight have stayed at home and hel|>cd lueto Isiiiil s stone .vail around the six acre flel«l- Texas Siftinga. 11* Told Her Mother (putting the boy out of the j wintry)— How many more times trill 1 have to tell you to keep out of tlu . pre serve jar? Small lioy (sobbing)—No more, n.-un- I ina. They're all gone. —Det«>iti Fre# ' £taaa- TMt * BT °* n I *-*- - t- >-« u»» tjmr ttmm* am ■ «»•, .»« raily." aaai * Uarglar the . i uub t« hua* 'I .j a *4t-4f> other " - ißtiiim, tait th -»* -.afaacaa u* its . . u»l c-Uubg *>*ald trfhp ther fr i the truth ttaa 'frMvtM hnrglarj m a cut ea*T r »d t» wealth. TW (* tas that the ■■'—t m jority «.f ••irgiar% ei. hci • arnat living. *i»d to '..«kr rm tj-it th-y em-oaa r many li 7- cit.r again : sh.uU rlußn- mar uihrr ..-cu patlon than »>nrg.ar> when yoa eomo b> roaaidrr the ic<«niit<'st hoar* am I the jreaeral worry and nacer tainty of that lwunr« the ir >o*ir*r in that *ny l» • *hui.| go in*. it: if iiu.i w at a!! inclined t«> bt »Bftlthc Kr f hi<■»! of the be; I *>* Wii iLj . rttr th clothe-. an-1 a boat to take them out int.> the ha?i K n the man rnWenty wnhe op. Wit u. it an instant": besitat;. nhe threw hi t a 'ia- ir un.l ne I wanyoatsg then and ». ng. hat thin man was four times - r.-. -ag ulinc. I thiak lw could have uie if he hau wanted to, antl i. • put me oat of the h iin* with tlie grvatc t i'»«. Bat bef«.r>" h* m to the !ib?e an-1 lit a light- A» he U»»ke-l n' oar n»r wat«-h-cl .: .aught ►*» eye. iril do y»»a knun that n<:in t » k my wttrk and chain or> l»cj»t them." ORIGIN OF THt CR£.tT LAKES l.rolo«M< Vrri.atit foe TMtr Foe ■Mtkw. The •,r«-.t ahm the in »f grvat lakro between the I nited >l»tm ac.i Canada originated b one that turn lour occupied the minds" »f g»- dogtata. ' Hie theory that hi» hern wklt'.y circulated assert- that the 1-aMr.s of the lakes were excavated by glacial action dr>~ing the age of Ire Another theory, it* .rv rrn atly act forth with great fa lines*. hold* that the lake b*>ins wet* originally valley-. hol lowed out by the action of water ages ago when our continent lt»l an eleva tion three thousand feet higher than it haa to-day- V treat rtcer appear* to hare flowed at that time through the drpmuii i; n-'W occupied by th • lake*. l.ater. when the jflaeter* fame an er tensire sinkinir of the land <->-nrr.--»ndo« Daily News describe- a rnrwm* perfoemaace which he witne«se.l in the vili»»e of ClfuiauUuK. lUoaria. recently Joat af ter midni)fht there appeared in tl.a streets of the villas a party of mm hundred and fifty armed men. diacharf inif their (pins aa if in a hot e a (fair* me jt an■»•»« d Inir to the niklat of the village, the party halted, while one of their num ber recited the record of th< deadly ains, by way of exorcising the evil spir its supposed to lie hoverin* about While all this waa in progress none of the people venturetl out of thu tksira except one bold ami incredulom fel low who put his head oat of a win.low and entered a protest against having his rest ao unwarrantably disturbed at the dead of the night. No attention waa paid to him. however, ami th.- flriug party resumed operation* and kept them up f'-r about an hour. when, the evil spirit- being «li*pose*l of. they weat home. _____ Mteal a fmrrmt IM. fine of the clevereat rmaaeea e-rer ree*)ft!e*l of a pam»t is t -id ia the Caieago News. In a certain <>on»e in tlmt city the heads of the houaehold were al*»>-nt, leavin»f the srrvanta ia charge and I'olly, as usual. <>n h.-r pervh In the dining r«s»m I hiring the even ing burglars entered and beran rummage ing among the silver ami other valaa Idea In the dining room As It waa dark, the men did wot see the parrot The sagacious creature see toed t» reai «e that w.mrthing was wrong and. ae the electric bell which s«miw«ieil the servants was within reach. «hr quietly prees4sl the Imtton with her .-law, aa she ha>l often %.-• her mistress .k» It may have iieen only latitatloa .m I'oflys part, but ll worked as well as if she bad rea~>o«sl oat the matter The servants came r-ishing in aad --s-nre»l the burglars, ami doaWra l*»dly ha«i an extra • cracker" for her «erviees. % straac* Thia ia pn.bably the strangest . pitaph In the l nite.l States. "Hen- ta laid Ikuiiel It..rrow, who waa b..rn la s««c row, and l»>rrowe«l little from nature except his name ami hia k.ve t«» man kind and his hatred of redahins; Who waa. neverthaleaa. a gentleman ami a dead sh. t, who through a long life never killed his man except in self-de fense or bv accident, ami who when he at laat went under beneath the bal leta of bis cowardly enemies la Jeff Morris" sal>»>n. aa ami evi rlaat jag Bkorrov A Rerervaee le Ill—ln He—t>rar Kannv It la now ayearxlaet we we married. How well I remember when were plighted >mr troth under the rustling leavea She —-I remember all that, bat I doa't remember to have beard aa yet the rustling of that dreaa yoa promtaed me on that occaaioa -Tevaa S.ftiaga, A Umlf Mea Kirst Boy—Wool Thia ia a awfu! storm isn't it? J eat hear the wlad' Srentd Boy-Pop reml la the paper that thia waa ooly the tail end of a big storm that's mo via' atroaa the eoaatry I irst HOT Well, mehhy It la. bat It a switchln- Ita tail pretty hard. a»a't Itt —(ohml New*. Tb* r'aMlM rm-UL On the Ocean Cirey b«mnd. Tapt Saylora— I'm sorry to aay. ma>!ame, we're delayed. The veeael s broke her shaft, rna'am. Mrs J. !*. srwp*thet|eaily)-Oh. tear! «*aß « yoa «x It with thia hair pin'" « hleago Newa Record. .trtfal li«'.|a|. liillson - H"-Uo. Jimsos' I « raaght you at laat. iTe Iwca trying for three wee in to get bold of yoa. ao aa to pay you that tea tlollara I owe yoa, hot cvrry time yoa suddenly dlaappeared. Jlnisoa-fch? tiara yoa bean waav lag to sea me for that? "«»f warn* "(.(cat soakca! 1 'h- >aght w aa*- ed to borrow «*n :-n vr-** AilO ®®ifl|ig3| m - tmevSese * Haaaes aa M a-' dr-.r siag ? asa.g aay sk*a j» farts j- -a mtaM flee th* mmm aa* la the sattrr dkiTs nf Im tigrea . ere.te«Ma.it «ui tmr tiaM%IV the -t alters. Their ara vary •Mail asd th* '.viag neaaa nt a wm fraaca a wa > .aat yima f. r ra>%«>er- they -ike An ua» tee than anr -the- :ia»amal«ty. Whe* a ftetc - hßuta ml! givaa ana. •* au Imhaoan two anon, aa Anaarlam «0t freely hand .wat half a ft*a* «r a fnmtf If he ia treaWag a ?a**y of tbieewe A»ar. \t laan v pim-ea of pwMfcr Hi itMa meat ia yprta. at the ''aft* <«e ia Pais aad at a par* of nffmoat dmKcr. the Moaiia lt- >ige. tar " impl i. the? have a system which aaiaa it laapaaai-* We fbr waiters fc> .1 in hargm -r cheat y« aa do -vaitrfi ia aaav in in Bala in Ri-TT-i* »t!»vi aad the s»ne4 is these farts !rr the h>gh -ate The jmm prietoe or b of the •-**■ haa •• na^ for the privilege of si-apy lag spare a* the salewalk. t afe HeebaaC. ia M.ala can! Poawiaserv. ia taaad if the ettr tea Uamsaad fran. a: Cafe d* la Pbaa. aa the Craad hotel bloeh. pays taial) ■ two th<.nwat>il fraaea fb* thia ac^eile^e PAINT A,HO POWOtM WSt *»■ m • Cm IXa aa* *l»e >ai»a th»i raw raa*a«m There ia ao ana aniaaa da aae paint aod powder, aad th* -«aip tbuig •-.» do Is * , areept the th* po ae .tame whostra*rh*a eat iter wit here. I hands after aaythaaff that *tK give her eeea a wtaMaar* of the t aath that an tmaff ago. baa waaf girls and pretty aaare- aa utth aaaaaava ioaa that ae*d ao arttth la> »aha ni l *wg are just aa marh arfdii'ta* h> th* aa* af mage and the p»w and nana oat the laaltar Ibe hia •elf. Rouge ia nsed euart aadnabladty ft r the sake of arttraing the ahMabi* the oppiaiite sex. aa there la barth > man who really idiahaa th* pallor f the lily ia peefen aca to th* glow • caadklly adaut when qoaatiaawd Ml • subject: '«%. we dnaa't lalaii. aa lax« aa it la done artistically. "* Ah. there's the rah, «r rathir -» Bach of the rah. ftw aa few »■ • - able of heaaty d s-toes aad thorn ha* f ■aaUls, realiae how >nu*h they get ' caaaiag the very marhed dUfctr <• between their faee aad their a> which ia ccrtaia to call atfattwa ta * daubing >b>ne by the aakillM bam Powder is an aarh of a part a a woman s hdlet aa her snap or bar to tb brush la. It ia not med to decefaa a . body, hot takes the shia*'dfiawa .» weather, ami at all seaaeaa ->f the y « givea that sweet aad baimae taal toneh that baa ao mar* Nana la It t when a mother ana*, the p«*fi aa baby'a soft shin after the bath. A SIO JUMP « I'M Naa«s a Claw. «r**a* s# fa. • T» » f«M IW * VRfta it. There la a large Ma lta ia eat aaal -g ita he»rb|nar**r« at the "te»eath f eiaet police statitMß that ia bt.aarf t«- • ••n record m the -Maartest Wha Sea.' aays the t'lerelaad Preaa Lihe a I other es to let a bad go* aaai that K maite up ita and ta aMh Idewt. rieimpawa is a tb»*+rv ft w ••* statement that the eat. J I had aa tb* «irab-e of the htdbHag. naada a bop -f twenty two feet Into a 're* aad xaagb' a sparrow The lieatjaaat haa as.** watched the eat while nod laaAahlug ami haa .■•iwatvd atae ipaa'wi a a iiifb it to a spot, aad after th* haai waa aoer devoured one by one. A peeaUar bart of th* .-at la that there ia hat mm taaa who reports at the stathaa that db* wdl make friends with, and he ia Patvdama Rowland When he ia oa aigbt dotf the OH will follow him froaa the tba* be |ws aa daty until relieved th* u*al aoeuar All the .wars ia the Sinba| ragbia have encountered the «at aa —aaaai •«*- rawaa, aad wbea sh* la ta afht the eaniaes take the otbar ah af tba atmet taea* am—« rin rhe leagtb «f the *rgaat llai i -low after lirrtag ia aaMd b b II fae« • laches, bat it moat be aotcd that shtaa expand coaaMterably ia the cariagi. 'Tha greatest length of a *h*a ia given at H» feet -ache* That far t •» *cl Aatnaiag what oat bar* ■•ill to the anemt of 'bona at»e* lap tigers falliag far short »f their pea da caaawrs. Mr. liagila , Ma»>ni" ». a *eaab worthy aathority. 'ha matter at length ia bm bn*da >» the tmWaa wild spaartn. Aad he »na|i*a within the cxpenea«re.»f a hauttag "«ia»- paaa-a < f bm owe. of •ami*a aanaaia hilled la apper Beagai which a*aaur»«i ha l» feet tan feet T tarhea «n*»«e n>i»aaae Will Village Boy We played tb«aCi r bm day. aa' it waa great faa. Father What part ttd yoa pfta»? ■ay—l waan't la the act. 1 aaauaa . of the masi. tana We had a h'lamai. am' three haraa aw' da "•■aaba aad '"*» ropes atreb-hed oeer a barval tor th* big itblle ft ~.aml*d Jaat Hhaadaa ter .irehi stra «>aid Neaa refuse ya" llama —Tea Jack—Bat try acaha. A««a^i""f lieorge Hat she lidat aay "mm' ah ■ai ' aaw Jarh—■ Thea yoar naoae la ""■a*T- Trrth. _______ Rich Baaher •» yaa .agpcai iat. the fact that, aay baa anht •e'f a». I'lßi lag c*eata»e and wll* mmk yoa aa eare'leat wthj ld^^R, I auaa* that sh* inhefßad thaaa aar. desirable «|aa'".uaa fnaa bar aMNat" (at iic r -Y'. '.egoada BhaoHgr t ta aeattea P ifpliii Vr L«> J » *ajrraa".' > rawa*ii. hlrbvil ta* dag -««oaa» Naie