VOL. XXX. Heier Misrepresent Nor Try to Get Rich off one Customer, and Mer Advertise What Yon do Not Have. We have something to say now that suits you. Last winter when times were dull and manufacturers were pressed for ca=h we struck some special bargains which we are going to give you while th»-y last. Look now quick. We have 46 very prettv Too Budgie? that ord nar ly wou'd be worth SBO each, that we are eellinjrat SCS each; and a lot w. rth S7O which we are selling at $55; a lot worth $55, we are selling at $45; a lot of nice Backboards w«rth $45. we are selling for $35; a lot of wagoa harness worth $22 »e are selling at $lB per double set; another lot worth $35. wo a'e sel ling at S3O; a lot of hugpy harness worth SO, we are selling at $4 25 per set; unother lot wi rh $lO, we are Belli c? for $8; another worth sl3, we are sel ling for $10; another worth sl6, we are celling for sl3; another worth S2O, we are selling for sl6, « > . « word yon rar. rtlj. *• E. A. li. HcKfX. Jae& ■■ SM? . ■= m— E>i>cn?- N. Y. l£§ ■ Oana Swap.** C: :.c:S»',. rl' . § '1 gri D d i n g feed F r prices si d t rms Art drt fi», J W. MILLER 131 Mercer St . Butler' Pa. SPRING STYLES READY. wi VOU WILL CERTAINLY 11 AY E A SUIT MA DE TO ATTEND THE WORLD'S FAIR. YOL' CAN AF FORD IT, WHEN YOU SEE THE SPLEN DID ASSORT MENT OF MATERIAL, AND THE MOD ERATE PRICE AT WHICH WE MAKE YOU A SUIT THAT IS CORRECT TO TH E LATEST DE C R1:1: O F F A SHION. A. Lan el's, Tailoring Establishment. C. & D. ALWAYS Take into consideration that money saved is aa good as money earned. The best waj to save money is to buy trood goods at the right price. The only reason that our trade is increasing constantly is the fact that we handle only goods of first quality and sell them at very low prices. We have taken unusual care to provide everything new in Hats and Furnishing Goods for this season, and as we have control of man) especially good articles in b >t.h lines we can do you good if you couie to us We confidently say that in justice to tbems-1 ves all purchasers shoulu inspect our goods. Yisit us. COLBERT & DALE, 242 S Main street, Butler. fV. Wall Paper CHEAP AS THE CHEAPEST, FINE AS THE FINEST. A/ND The Choice of AJI, -A.T J. H. Douglass' Two Doors North of I'ostoflice. Planing Mill —AND— Lumber Yard J. L. fUKVIt L. O. FCKVI S.G. Purvis&Co. MANUFACTURERS AND DEALERS IN Rough and Planed Lumbei OF KV«KV DBBORIVTIO ■' SHINGLES, LATH & SEWER PIPE. Butler, Pa Adventures oi Tad; on THE HIPS AMD MISHAPS OF A LOST SACHEL. A Story for Youngr and Old. BY FRANK H. CONVERSE, AUTHOR OR - PBPPZTI ADAM.V "BLOWS OCT TO SE A,' 1 "PAUL, GRAFTON," ETC. [Copyrighted, l'iSe, by D. Lothrop d Published by Special Arrangement.] CIIAPTEK XIII. The curtains were pulled down, the big kerosene-lamp lighted, and Miss Smith, at the head of the dining-room table, was pouring out the tea, on the evening when the arrival of J. 11. A. was expect- '. "I s'pose the stage'll be late: it always is when there's any thing of im portance on hand," observed Miss Smith, glancing disconsolately at the pale-faced clock, whose hands pointed to the hour of seven. "Dear me, 1 hope not!" said Mrs. Mason; "for, to tell the truth, ever I heard about Tad and the mys terious sachel, I have been fairly de voured with curiosity to know its con tents." '•Of course, Miss Smith, you've got the article safely under lock and key," Mr. Mason remarked, helping himself to a biscuit as he spoke. "Locked up in the secretary drawer, and the key's in my pocket," returned Miss Smith. Had the old-fashioned secretary been a burglar-proof safe, with combination lock, she could hardly have spoken with more confidence. "Anybody might slip in the front door and pick the lock, though," slyly suggested Mr. Mason, who dearly loved to ten«f> Miss Smith. "The front door's locked and bolted, directly it's sundown," answered Mis- Smith, scornfully; "and as the settin'- room winders all button down to the top, I guess there's uo great danger." "Hut our room opens directly into the sitting-room, and, you know, we always keep our windows pushed up," persisted Mr. Mason, winking at his wife. "Don't mind him, Miss Smith," said his wife, "he's always trying to fright en somebody, if he can." "1 wasn't born in the woods, to be scart by owls," answered Miss Smith, at which retort Mr. Mason laughed, and passed his preserve-dish for a second installment. "How will Mr. 'J. H. A.' find his way here," asked Mrs. Mason, after a brief pause. "Tad's gone up to Potter's to meet him," returned Miss Smith, glancing into the teapot—"Potters" being the old-time country tavern where the stage coach stopped; and from whence it started. A little general conversation ensued, and then, rising from the table, Mr. and Mrs. Mason stepped out on the piazza, to enjoy the cool of evening, while Miss Smith called Samantha to her own supper. DISCUSSING TIIE COMING OF "J. n. A." Half an hour passed, and the distant clatter of the crazy stage coach was heard coming round the bend in the road at the entrance of the village. The lamp was carried into the sitting room, and Captain Flagg, with his wife and Polly, who had just arrived, in compliance with Miss Smith's express invitation, were shown into the quaint, old-time room, followed, a moment or two later, by the Masons—Miss Smith, wearing her best alapaca, bringing up the rear. Then- was :i brief period of waiting, in which every one spoke in a sort of undertone, and presently steps were beard on the piazza, whereat Miss Smith nervously hurried out, to en sounter the gaze of the tallest and 1 stifle-it gentleman she had overseen,' who had just entered the door with lad. "This is Mr. J. 11. Atlierton— Miss Smith," said Tad, awkwardly. Miss Smith courtesied, primly. The 'cili gentleman inclined his head about an inch and a half, lifter which cere mony he was ushered into the sitting room, and formally presented to the assembled company, whose presence he evidently regarded with great stir prise. "Bern' a lone woman," explained Miss Smith, "I thought best, for my sake and Tad's here, to ask in these frien's and neighbors of mine, so's to make sure that ev'ry thing 'll be done straight and square." Mr. Atherton did not seem particu larly well pleased with the explanation, but lie silently bowed, and seated him self in Miss Smith's rocking chair. Then, mounting a pair of gold-bowed eye-glasses across his Roman nose, he glance over the top of them, and cleared his throat in an impressive manner. "This—er—youth, whom I dimly re member having seen once before," said Mr. Atherton,with a dignified move ment of his slender white hand toward Tad, who stood near the old secretary, "lias, while on the way to your house, unformed me concerning the manner in which—a—my property came into his possession, and I presume his—cr —veracity need not be called into question." Miss Smith sniffed audibly. "He's as truthful a boy as I ever saw,"- she said, concisely, and Captain Flagg was heard to murmur that no truthfuller one never chopped down a cherry tree with his little hatchet. "That being the case," continued the speaker, who had a ponderous way of moving and speaking, "we will proceed to the business in hand." Drawing a note-book from his pocket, Mr. Atherton opened it, and began reading: "Contents of sachcl as follows: Item first, white pasteboard box, containing certain articles of jffwelry, two wit: One gold star pendant, containing seventeen diamonds with largo straw colored stone in center; one pair sol itaire ear drops, carats weight each; one diamond ring; one heavy gold bracelet. Value of the whole— six thousand live hundred and fifty dol lars. These valuables," he observed, pausing a moment, to note the effect of his announcement, "are family jewels, now belonging to my-elf as sole sur \ iving heir of the late Atherton family." "Item second," he continued, re ferring again to the note-book, "family 3S_fyUvw>: Fewer of Htt'jftm* BTTTLER, PA.,FKIDAY, APRIL 28, 1893. from my diseased brother, S. K. Athor ton; deed of Atlierton homestead; will of late General Cleveland Atherton"— "That's enough," curtly interrupted Miss Smith; "you have the key to the sachel with you, I s'pose." "I have, madam," was the reply. "Then,"' i-etumed Miss Smith, mov ing toward the secretary drawer, and proceeding to insert the key, "if the things in the saehel correspond to them you've mentioned, why" Here Miss Smith stopped abruptly. The drawer was unlocked. With a face paler than ashes, she jerked it open!— it was empty! "Robbers!" she gasped, dropping in to the nearest chair. "Thieves!" she screamed, hysterically, as they all rose to their feet and came crowding about It "Burglars!" she shrieked, in a still higher key, "and it's all been done since six o'clock —that sachel was in there then, for I see it with my own eyes! And now—it's gone—gone!"' And Miss Smith's voice failed her; so she began to sob. At this startling piece of news Mr. Atherton looked incredulous, Captain Flagg and his wife astounded, Polly amazed. Tad bewildered, Mrs. Mason surprised and Mr. Mason overwhelmed! "By Jove!" muttered the latter gen tleman, as a sudden thought seemed to strike him; and, leaving the little group staring dumbly at each other, he bolted into his own room. " I don't wish to increase the general unpleasantness," he observed, poking his head through the door with a ghast ly smile, "but I'm compelled to re mark that the thief has also taken" " Not my Roman gold bracelets, John dear," interrupted hi> wife, clasping her hands in a tragic manner —" don't say that!" " I grieve to be obliged to say so, my love," said Mr. Mason, with affected pleasantry, "and also to add that not only have your watch and chain been stolen silently away, but the biggest trunk seems to have been despoiled of a dress or two, as well as the fur-lined circular, which you would insist upon bringing, in spite of my remonstrances, while" " Here, Tad! Tad, come back here! where are you going!" interrupted Miss Smith, as, at the words "fur-lined cir cular," Tad, seizing his cap from the table, bolted from the room without a word, followed by Mr. Mason, who muttered something about hunting up the sheriff, while his wife, with a hys teric sob, sought her own apartment for the purpose of seeing whether she had sustained any further loss. Mr. Atherton rose to his feet with suspicion in his eye, and the little sachel key, which he had previously drawn from his pocket, in his hand. "I—l—do not like the appearance of all this," he said, in a tone of severe displeasure. "That boy's behavior, from my first encounter with him, at the station in Philadelphia, to this last —er —hasty exit, lias, to say the least, hardly been above suspicion; and I must say" " What , sir!" wrathfully exclaimed Miss Smith, not heeding pacific Mrs. Flagg's gentle twitch at her dress ski !, ''so you dare to insinuate that my—that Tad, who's be'n under my own eye ever sence ho come to Bix port—an' ahonester, stiddier boy never lived—would" "Without meanin' to come into no collision," gently but firmly interposed Capuiiu FlJgg, lu ycrnuitatv-e tones, "an' scein' we're all neigliliors an frien's, supposin' wo lay to an' anchor for a spell, an 1 see what comes of it. In my way of thinkin'," continued the Captain, beaming mildly upon Mr. Atherton, who, apparently a little ashamed of his haste, had subsided again into his chair, "that there boy is all Miss Smith says, an' more, too, an' it's my belief that what's sot him off all so sudden is some kind of a clew that he's in a hurry to overhaul. What do you think, Polly?" Polly said that she knew it was some thing of the sort, while Mrs. Flagg murmured words to the same effect. So, as there was nothing to do but await events, Miss Smith swallowed what she afterwards mentioned as her "righteous indignation," and took up her knitting; Mr. Atherton controlled his impatience as best he could, and, drawing a paper from his pocket, be came seemingly absorbed in its con tents, though Tad was perpetually scampering up and down its columns; while the Flaggs conversed —ith each other and Miss Smith in a confidential undertone, regarding the strange events of the day. CHAPTER XIV. Meanwhile, Tad, possessed by one dominant thought, which had flashed across his mind at Mr. Mason's men tion of the loss of his wife's fur-lined circular, was speeding through the half darkness up the street in the di rection of Potter's. For, an hour or so before, while walking the hotel piazza, pending tho arrival of the stage, Tad's eyes, which, generally speaking, were every where, happened to glance through one of tho long windows into tho dingy apartments dignified by the namo of "Ladies' Parlor," where, rather to his surprise, ho noticed a richly attired lady, with a vail before her face, sitting on the worn, hair-cloth sofa. Guests were not common at Potter's—par ticularly well-dressed ladies—and Tad, secretly marveling, gave this one moro particular attention as he walked to and fro. One thing struck him as being rather peculiar, which was that, de spite the warmth of the July evening, the stranger wore over her other ap parel a long silk circular, very similar to the one which had played so impor tant a part in his own exodus from the city, even to the fur lining, of which he caught a tiny glimpse. Joe Whitney had joined him in his walk, and, noticing tho direction of his gaze, had whispered confidentially: " Say, that's my passenger—Potter's goin' to give me a quarter to drive her over to Middleboro, to eiitch the train 'cause he can't spare the hostler. She's in a big hurry," added Joe, with a gleeful chuckle, "so they're harness ing up ISrown Pete, and there isn't but one better trotter in the stable—that's Potter's sorref mare, and she's a regu lar flier." For Joe, like most boys, was very fond of a fast horse, and, be ing an excellent driver for his years, obtained gratuitous rides and occasion al quarters by taking occasional pas sengers to their different destinations for Mr. Potter. But (lie arrival of the stage, with Mr. Atherton and one other passenger-—a small, silent man, who only spoko in monosyllables, whose features Tad could not distinguish in the gathering darkness—drove Joe's communication and the mysterious occupant of the par lor, alike, from his mind, till after tho discovery of the robbery of Mrs. Ma son's room, when, as 1 have said, her husband's sudden reference to the loss of the cloak caused a new idea to occur to him, which brought the incident just narrated freshly to mind, and sent him pushing from the room. Not qplVthig. but, growing into an almost certainty as he hurried along, it added such speed to his flying feet that, on his ar rival at Potter's, in a llu.-hcd und heated condition, Tad stumbled almost head-first against the small, silent man who had been Mr. Atherton's fellow passenger, as he was walking the piazza with a cigar in his mouth. Hastily ex cusing himself, Tad burst into the of fice, whore Mr. Potter, who weighed nearly three hundred pounds, was sit ting in his shirt-sleeves, reading the New England Fanner. "Say, Mr. Potter,"- gasped Tad, breathlessly, "how long has Joe been gone with that person—passenger —in the long black cloak?" "Eh?" responded Mr. Potter, look ing up from his paper and speaking with aggravating deliberation, "how long? Lemme see. M'ria," raising his voice for the benefit of his wife, in the other room, "how long's that young Whitney be'n away with that air lady passenger—the one in such a tremen dous hurry to git to Middleborrer?" Tad, with feverish impatience, awaited the answer. The small man on the piazza, near the open door, must have been of a rather inquisitive nat ure; for, holding his cigar between his fingers, and his head a little to one side, lie, too, seemed to listen for Mrs. Potter's response. "Pretty nigh half 'n hour," called Mrs. Potter, through the half-open door. "Why, who wants to know?" "Me—Tad Thorne, Mrs. Potter," ex claimed Tad, in an agitated voice, and oh, Mr. Potter! won't you have the sor rel mare put right in quick, so I can drive off after her—l mean him— dressed up in Mrs. Mason's cloak, and catch 'em before he—she—gets to Mid dleboro!" "Why, what on earth is the matter with you?" demanded Mrs. Potter, with some asperity, as she bounced into the office. " It's that Forrest his name is Jones—l mean Edwards," poor Tad exclaimed, incoherently, "he's stolo Mr. Athorton's hand-bag, full of di'nmos and papers, and dressed up in Mra. Mason's clothes nud cloak" "Mr. Potter!" interrupted a quick and somewhat imperious voice, pro ceeding from the smoker of the piazza, who, flinging hie cigar nside, suddenly appeared insido the door, "have your fastest horse put into a light buggy, and be quick about it!"' And in the voice, :\a well as its ov, ner, Tad, with a great lliril! of joy, recognized City De tective Blossom, who, it will be re membered, had caused Mr. Jones to restore the little alligator-skin sachel to Tad, in tho streets of 80.-ton, a loug time before. "Tell him the sorrel mare, Mr. Blossom," cried Tad, who was wildly oxeitod; "sho can trot ever so much faster than Brown Pete—and oh! please let me go, tool" Tho detective glanced sharply at Tad, and nodded. " You can go," ho said, briefly. "Tho sorrel mare, Mr. Po icr, aud bo quick about it," he aaaed; and, greatly bewildered, Mr. Potter bawled his directions to his wifo, who repeated them from the back Window to tlio hostler, in tho stable yard. "How ty .l3 it?" asked Mr. Blossom, in his curt way, ns Tad followed him out on the piazza. And Tad succeeded in giving n toierably succinct account of tli© rr»l>l>f-rv mill lauding circuni ytHncoM which hao I j it Veritable T rror to the Brls Ivailway l*a. Railroad men, as a rule, are far from being - superstitious, but there te a cer tain mail car on the Erie railroad which trainmen always dread to have on their train. This car, whieh is re garded with such a superstitious dread, is mail car No. 800. On account of the aversion to it, this car is kept at the shops, except when it is absolutely needed on the line. This car, accord ing' to the Chicago Tribune, has a record whioh perhaps no other car in existence can equal. Not this car alone, but all its predecessors bearing the same number have met with dis aster. In the great disaster at Tioga Center thirteen years ago, mail car No. 800 was wrecked and burned. A new No. 800 was soon after built at the Jer sey City shops. After being in a num ber of minor wrecks, it went down the steep bank at Shohola a few years ago in one of the worst wrecks the road has ever experienced. The remains of this i ill-fated car were burned and a new one bearing the same number was built 1 at the Buffalo car shops. For a short I time the brig-lit, new car ran from one ' end of the road to the other in safety, ; and the trainmen began to lose their fear of it when it was in their train. Its luck was short-lived, however, and it has been in nearly every serious wreck the road has had since. A little over a week ago train No. 12 ran off the trac'-: at a switch. As was expected, this car was on the train. Recently there was a wreck near Laekwaxen. A railroad man at that 6tation the day of the wreck, in talk ing to some passengers, said: "I'll bet 800 was in'the train." When the train had been put on the track and pulled slowly into the station the railroad man said: "There, I told you so." Sure enough there was the mail car with the unlucky SOO in big figures on its sides. These three figures are a terror to every man on the road, and until the car is laid up for good the railroad men say frequent wrecks may be looked for. SEIZING AN OPPOREUNITY. Johnnie Thought He Had the Chance of a I.ifetimc. Many laughable things have hap pened in Sunday schools, but few su perintendents or teachers can ever have been taken more completely aback than was Bishop Cheney on on® occasion. He was to superintend his own school, says American Youth, and as he entered the church he met a lit tle group of street gamins—ragged, dirty and unattractive. "I stopped to speak with them pleas antly and told them that I would put them in classes after I was through with the opening exercises. At this one of them thrust his hand deeply into his pants pocket and pulled out an old jack-knife. " 'Mr. Cheney, I wish you would keep that until after the Sunday school Is over.' "Why he wanted mo to keep it I did not know then. I do not know now; but I took it, put it without thought into my pocket, took my place upon the platform, struck the bell that called the school to order and was about to give out the opening hymn when my attention was diverted by the pat ter of little feet coming up the broad aisle. ••It is a. loiijT ohuroh, a lit.tlo girl was coming from the extreme oppo site end. She came slowly, but with an expression in her face that showed she had a most important message to communicate, and so all exercises were suspended. "Every eye was upon her and upon me as she climbed up the chancel steps. With a face and voice expres sive of intensest eagerness she said to me: " 'Say, Mr. Cheney, Johnnie wants his knife. He's got a chance to trade.' " SUNDAY BATTLES. Some of Them Were the Mont Famoni of IlUtory. Many of the most famous battles of history have been fought on Sunday. To go on further back than the begin ning of the present century, says the St. Louis Globe-Democrat, the battle of Eylau, won February 8, 1807, by Na poleon over the Russians and Prus sians, and the battle of Friedland, June 14, 1807, won by Napoleon over the same allies, were both fought on Sunday. On Sunday, May 21, 1809, Napoleon was defeated at Essling; on Sunday, May 2, 1813, won the victory of Lutzen, and on Sunday, June 18,1815, was over thrown at Waterloo. Wellington, besides Waterloo, won several of the greatest victories at Vimcira, in Portugal, August 21, 1808; at Fuentes de Onoro, May 5, 1811; at Orthes, February 27, 1814; at Tarbez, March 20, 1814, and at Toulouse, April 10. 1814, all of these battles being 1 fought on Sunday. During the civil war in this country ! the first battle of Bull Run, July 21, i 1801, was fought on Sunday, and the battle of Chickamauga September 19 | and 20, 1863, ended on Sunday. Vicksburg was surrendered on Sat- I urday, July 4, 1803, and formally occu ! pied on Sunday, the following day, and on the same day Lee began his retreat from Gettysburg. Petersburg fell on Sunday, April 2, 1865, and on the fol lowing Sunday Lee surrendered. A Natural Preference. An impecunious man stood at the corner of one of the Jersey City cross streets during the recent bad weather, watching a brakeman as he helped to shunt a freight train into one of the , great car yards. The roofs of the cars ! were slippery and wet, the brake wheels looked cold, the brakeman had red nose, watery eyes and a general appearance of discomfort, and he look ad as if he had been out all nighL Turning to a bystander, who was also waiting for the train to pass, the im pecunious one remarked as he looked up at the dejected and grimy figure: "On the whole, I think I'd prefer to be a banker." Didn't Have the Accent. "I wish," said the ragged man to the saloon-keeper, "that you would give me a sandwich." "A what?" "A sandwich." The saloon-keeper cut off a large I slice of ham, put it between two pieces of rye bread and handed it over without a word. "What did you do that for?" asked a friend. "That man's cither a pro fessional beggar or a professional tramp." "Oh, no, he's not. If he had been I wouldn't have given him anything." "How do you know he isn't?" "Because he said sandwich, instead of bangwich."—Buffalo Express. Hit Method! Mamma—Why do you linger so long over your pie, Douglas? Douglas—Because you said I couldn't have another piece, and I want to make this piece al>out two hours long, if pos sible.—-Harper's Young People. An 111 Wind. "There is always something wrong with the conditions in this state," re marked tlio Kansas pullet. "I've had occa&ion to notice that when we don't ihavo grasshopper* our crops uro gencr- FARM POULTRY HOUSE. It I* Nut Ileautlful. Hat Planned to Ex cellent Advantage. Oar illustration does not show a beau tiful p. .ui try house, but docs show a practical, substantial structure, built for servise. It is 50 feet i wide and 10 feet high. a '_r-*>. 1 propor tion and admirably suited to accommo date alxjut fifty laying hens. I have not shown the fences end the rims in the illustration, as everyone knows what a fenee is. and that flocks of fowls should be restricted at intervals during the day. Each run is located where the entrance to the building is shown on the side (Fig. 1). The boards lead in and out of the building, and the hens j • soon learn what purpose they are in i tended for. The arrangement is easily understood by referring to the ground plan in Fig. 2. The nests (X i are at the north side of the building and extend from one ; n». i : side to the other. These compartments ; arc about 14 inches square, just large j : enough to accommodate a hen of moil- : I erate size. Langshan. Cochin or light | Brahma hens are sometimes large and j need lij-inch boxes, because they are ! often so awkward in their movements that it is necessary for them to have elbow room. Each pen has a door (D) leading into the nest j**n beyond. Roosts i,R) stand up against each di vision partition. These partitions can be made of strong wire netting fastened to wooden frames, or they may be made of lath and erected in the shape of a fence. The wire is the lighter, and, to my mind, neater; it is 111111111 IIl"I I 1 I 1.1 I I I I 1 M l V N N !"-«=> it i s N JD D D 0 (] F £ t E FIO. 2. also very cheap and docs not shut out the light like wooden lath. The work room contains a cupboard (C), a heater (H), work bench (\V 1$) and feed bins (F B). Those constitute the necessary articles about the poultry house. This building is supplied with a stone foun dation, keeping the floor free from dampness. Farmers should try this plan if con templating building a house for the chickens, keeping them out of the barn, off the barn floor and out of the horse and cow stable. A house will pay you many times its cost if you but do your part to care for them properly.—J. W. Caughey, in Ohio Farmer. AMONG THE POULTRY. BROKEN mortar or crockery, oyster shells and bones are excellent to pre vent the hens from eating their eggs. FROM observation and experience, we are persuaded that more young chicks are killed by lice than by skunks or minks. lit snipping liens auil roosters li«ere them in different coops. Have shipping coops high enough so the birds can stand up in them. UNLESS especially desired for breed- - ers hens that do not lay regularly should be marketed a s soon as possible. It costs something to winter even a hen. IT requires but little time and atten tion to manage a small flock, but if it is intended to go into the poultry raising as a business it means work and plenty of it ABE you crowding too many chick ens in one roosting pi ace? Are you permitting chicks under four months to roost other than on the floor or coop? If so, correct at once these mis takes. WHEN shipping live poultry to market, see to it that the coops are in good condition, for they are some times handled roughly, or a slat may come loose and a fowl or two become lost IF you are sending a mixed lot, of hens to market, it will pay you to grade them as to quality and color, so as to have each coop as even as possible. They will sell more rapidly and at bet ter prices. ANTI-BROODING COOP. now to Iteuiove the Notion of Hatching from K Hen. A useful contrivance for removing the notion of hatching from a sitting hen is shown in the engraving from a sketch i by M. E. Brown of New Hampshire. The top and bottom of the box are boards two feet long and one foot wide. A board door, one foot square, is fast- AN AMMJHOODI.NO COOP | tened by hinges at one end. The aides of the coop are slatted for ventilation. The brood hen is placed in the coop, the door is fastened and the box ia tipped up with blocks on one side so that the hen has to stand up and can not sit down comfortably. Under these conditions the hatching fever soon leaves the thoroughly discouraged hen, and she is soon laying again. —American Agriculturist 1 Hli Terrible Revenge. "Sol" exclaimed Harold Vere de Vere, folding his arms khd regarding the young woman with a stern, pitiless gaze, "you have cast me aside, Mabel Featherbone, in order to get a rich wid ower, liave you?" "If you choose to speak of it in that coarse manner, Mr. Vere de Vere," she replied, raising her head and meeting his gaze haughtily, "I have, sir! I have promised to marry Mr. Wagonsellera." Harold Vere de Vere crushed his hat down over his eyes and started for the door. "Mabel Featherbone," he said, paus ing with Ids hand on the door-knob, "you have thrown me over for a man with a bar'l! Yoo will And ho is not the only man with a bar'l. I have one at home filled with your love letters! shall sell them to the ragmut late at night," said the i wife's mother. "No," w#s tie reply oI the wife, EBUHJ ra dry."—N. Y. FOR FARM WAGONS. A Box Attachment of Far Mare Than Ordinary Ftllity. I send you a sketch of an arrange ment to be attached to a wagon-box, to stand on while starting to nnload corn. Anyone can make it and now is a good time to do it In the figure, 2 are the pieces or bars that run along the sides of the bed, to which the plat form of boards (1) are nailed. These pieces should be heavy enough so they will not spring with the weight of a man. In the middle cut, 2 are the side pieces; the ends of the platform i boards; 4, a piece fastened to under side j of bed. the ends projecting so that the side bars can rest upon them; 5, a block fastened to the bed to prevent the ends of the bar from raising up. The ar rangement is shown without the at tachment. in the lower cut This at tachment is easily put on and taken off, and assists materially in the unloading of corn. The platform catehes the corn when the endgate is taken out, and shoveling can begin at once.—Ohio Farmer. ABOUT FARM PESTS. An Optimistic Quaker Tells Why They Are Not an Unmitigated KTIL Some years ago the farm was literal ly ovcrruu bv rats. They were all through the house from cellar to gar ret. They were in full possession of cribs, granaries, barns, sheds and out houses; they were in haystacks, straw stacks and corn fodder shocks all ov£r the farm. All measures for driving them off were of the least possible avail. It was of no use to kill them, since two seemed to come for everyone tliat was killed. The situation was so annoying that "the rats" was a topic of conversation among neighbors when they met, even on Sundays. We had a Pennsylvania Quaker for a neighbor, a very intelligent man, and one of the best and neatest fanners in the country, ne came to see us on business one day, and among other sub jects that came up for remark was "the rat nueaance," with which we were all afflicted. To our astonishment this good fanner, unlike anybody else, tool; the opposite side of the question from us and everybody else, and said tl * farmers were to blame for the whole flood of rats. He said he had none t-> speak of about his farm or buildin; because he had no harbors for the: .; there were no places for them to hidi and breed; that his dog and cats con d not follow them. He said the few he had were in the woodpile, and he was ashamed of the fact, because he to have had his men pile the wi «1 when it was prepared for the house ; r,- stead of leaving it in one great 1< - pile. He said what we called pests w ere sent to make us more tidy and careful I thought I could catch him on weeds on the farm, but h3 took the lead own better than on the former question l>.y saying weeds made us better farmers, more industrious, more thorough culti vators of the soil. The thought wiis a new one, and thirty years of obeer tlon has confirmed the impression made by this good man that pests serve a valuable purpose in farm econ omy. —R. M. Bell, in Farm and Fire side. AGRICULTURAL NOTES. THE HE is no "luck" about Every success is the result of well laid plans and well directed efforts, and the failures —with very rare exceptions—a re because of the lack of these. IN the wheat regions of the north west, farmers are looking out for means to diversify their crops. Flax will re ceive more attention this year than ever before. This is a move in the right di rection. THK man thoughtful, studious and business-like the farmer is, the more he will prosper in his vocation, and the more honor will he be accorded by his fellow men. Get your boys started right in this matter. IF planting fruit trees this spring, do not fall to include a few peaches. Cut back to a single whip two and a half feet high, and set thirteen to fourteen feet apart Give good cultivation and liberal manuring. IN order to have a cow do well through the summer she must be In good condition when she comes to grass. Otherwise you will have to feed and pamper her, and this is something that the dairyman rarely finds profit in doing. WHEN buying tools or machinery for the farm, see that every piece is as lightly made as is consistent with the requisite strength. Both men and horses waste much labor upon needlessly heavy tools. With lighter ones more work could be done and with less strain. IT is a great mistake to wage miscel laneous warfare upon birds. While some of them do the farmer considera ble damage, he gains more than he loses by them as a whole. The English spar row is perhaps the worst of them all, but poison should not be put about for these because it will destroy many oth ers. A TICKLISH JOB. { ~ "Hi there, Jenny!" thaaa MHHINMMNMNB N0.25