VOL -XXX is. Coming* OUR *I-Buy your resents I Christmas Sale no " ,vhile stock is com " plete, and, if you desire, Commences we will deliver the day * A*-A L/ri A f before Christmas. DEC 1 1893. We are showing a large assortment of Beautiful and Useful Pres ents. No trouble to find something to suit you if you COME AT ONCE. NOTHING NICER THAN ONE OF OUR Banquet Lamps, Brass Lamps, Piano Lamps, Onyx Stands, Oak Stands, Mahogany Stand?, Gold Chairs, Pictures, Easels, Screens, Music Cabinets, Book Cases, Writing Desks, Blacking Cases, Couches, Rugs, Rocking Chairs in Endless Variety. -Mn Fine Decorated Pottery#- WE HAVE Doulton, Roval Worcester, Tepletz and Many Other Fine Makes. ♦♦♦lN TABLE; WAREV WE HAVE China Dinner Sets, Porcfelain Dinner Sets, Plain White China Dinner Sets, Fancy Dishes of all Kinds. ~TOILE7T SETS CAMfBEkL & TEHPLETQN Butler, - - - Penn a. BICKEL'S SPECIAL » ANNOUNCMENT. I have placed on our bargain counter a line of boots and shoes which will be closed out at a sacrifice for the next thirty days. Among this line will be found greater bargains than have ever been offered. Call and examine these goods whether you wish to buy or not. Ladies fine Dongola shoes regular price $3.50 now $2. 2 75 at I 25. " Calf shoes $1 to 1.50. " oil grain shoes $1 to 1 50. Misses fine spring beel shoes 90 cts to $1.25. " heel shoes at 50 ceotß. " school shoes 75 cts to sl. made box toe boots $3. " " plain toe hoots $2 50. Mens fine calf boots at $2 " " shoes at $1 50 Boys fine calf shoes at $1,25. And many other bargains. Our line of HOLIDAY GOODS is more complete than ever before, consisting of many new and pretty styles in SLIPPERS. Now what is more appropriate for a fine present than a beautiful pair of SLIPPERS, and by visiting our store you will have the best assortment to select from and at prices lower than any other store in the coun ty. Be sure to call and examine our goods before selecting a XMAS PRESENT. ° RXJBBER GOODS. ° Boston, Woonsocket, Goodyear, Glove, Bay State and Snag Proof Boots at Bickel's. Mens first quality robber boots $2 25. Boys " " 1.50. Mens knee boots $2 50. Mens Storm King boors $2 75. Fireman rubber boots (extra high) $3. Yontbs robber boots $1 25. Cbilds •• * 100 Womens robber boots 1 00 Ladies fiue specialty rubbers 40 cents. " croquets 25 cents. Misses rubbers 25 cents Mens specialty rubber* 50 to 65 cents Mens buckle Aretic- sl.lO. Mens Alaska* 75 ceots. Womens buckle Arctics 75 cents Mens best felt b«»otn $2 We have 100 pair mens biifh boots (rubber boot*) ill X:> 10 and 11, regu lar price $8 50 which will ba so'd at, $2 p-iir during this sale. When in need of footwear give me a call. JOHN BICKER. 128 SOUTH MAIN STREET, BUTLER, PENN'A. Job Work oi all kind done at the "Citizen Office." ! THE BUTLER CITIZEN. ITHE KIND I | THAT CURES! i I £ IJ * JOHN KIRKEY, 2XD, | M»c M .N.V ■ iOyspepsia for 20 Years!! i g TRIEI) EVERYTHING, §| jgYet 2 bottles A CURE. PNO FICTION, BUT TRUTH. J H DAN A S.VESAI'ARILLA CO.. X" GENT3: —I hare been a great tafferrr (<■: = owr year, with OVMPKPHIA ■ Have tried everything I could hear of. Have al*o3=: tried Phyficiaw' prr-K-rintions, but rou!\ ho appreciate clothes that are comfortable and fit correctly, •> that our selection of Fall patterns are here. They are handsome and mod erate priced. See them. 41and, Tailor. ♦GLOVES* arc our specialty this week. 50c Gloves for 45c 75c Gloves for 651. S.IOO Gloves for 90c. And our Entire Glove Stock at Equtlly Low Prices. THE RACKET STORE, 120 South Main Street, Butler, Pa. Hotel Butler, J. H. FAUBEL, Prop'r. This house has been thorough ly renovated, lemodeled, and re fitted with new furniture and carpets; has electric bells and all other modern conveniences for guests, and is as convenient, and desirable a home for strangers as can be found in Butler, Pa. Elegant sample room lor use of ommercial men [Copyright. 1893, by A. N. Keltoge NewspjperCo CHAPTER XVIIL SET FREE. Very aff. Jtionately did Mr. Bostock bid me good night. He laid his hand upon my shoulder and spoke and looked kindly. "This will be your work. Dorr. But for your seeking her and loving her, I might have gone on in the old foolish way, without doing what Is necessary to make her what she ought to be. After all, we are often led not by our own choosing. Was it not something more than a whim that led me ten years ago up among the New Hamp shire hills to look for my old school mate? Is it not something more than accident or mere human design that brings you here now, to prompt me to do what I should have done long ago, but for my pride? I think so. I sure ly think so." I slept but little. Lying awake for hours, I reviewed all the strange events of my life and the story of Mr. Bostock and his family. I closed the retrospect with a triumphant self gratulation. Everything was clear now. My way was plain. My path was leading straight to perfected love, to wealth and happiness. 1 thought of good Mr. Dorion, and resolved, in my last waking moments, that I would write to him on the morrow and tell him all. I slept light and woke early; so early that nobody was astir in the house. I dressed myself and descended, and presently Le Fevre joined me. He wished to ride over to Thibodeaux, as Mr. Bostock had requested him to do, before the heat of the day began, and he stormed at the negro woman for not having his breakfast ready. The omelet, the corn bread and cof fee were soon prepared, and the over seer asked me to sit down with him. "What's in the wind?" he inquired. "The old man asked me just before he went to bed to go over and get Mr. Coteau, the lawyer." "I believe he wants some papers made out." "Will—eh?" "Like enough." "0, I see, youngster. You know more'n you want to tell. It's all right, though, if the old man is fixing it so that his rascal of a son will be cut off. Keckon I shouldn't stand much chance with him at the head. But with you and Miss Coral it might be different." "It certainly would be, Mr. Le Fevre. I'm not telling you anything that is going to happen; but you would be per fectly safe with Miss Bostock and me." "The Yankee is coming out in you, Mr. Jewett. You are making your harvest with a vengeance. You've been here only a few weeks, and, as near as I can judge, you've captured the handsomest and the richest girl in the whole La Fourche. Veil, I con gratulate you. Hope there'll be n» drawback. Now I'll ride over for the lawyer." I watched him as he cantered off on tWe bayou road. Returning into the house I met Coralie at the foot of the stairs. She was so bright, so sweet, so tempt ing, and the opportunity was so good, that I improved it by taking her in my arms and kissing her. "I was afraid it wouldn't last till morning, Dorr. AVhen I awoke I feared it was a dream. Is it really true?" "This seems much like a reality, Coral." She released herself, and ran part way up the stairs. "Dorr, I have just thought of some thing. Let us go up to papa's room together. It would be so nice, after all that happened last night, to go and say good morning both at once." I agreed. We ascended the stairs and went along the passage. She knocked lightly at his door. "Louder; he's asleep." She knocked again. There was no response. I opened the door and we entered. The room was quite dark. I spoke the name of the occupant; still no reply. I opened the window and unclosed the shutters. The light fell across the bed. Mr. Bostock lay motionless, his I WATCHED TTIM AS ll* CANTERED OFr. right hand outside the covers, his eyes staring-, his jaw fallen. "He is asleep," she said. "But why does he look so strange?" I put both arms about her again. "Be strong, now, my love, and trust in God. Your father is dead!" CHAPTER XIX. THE CLOVEN TOOT. I left her sobbing in her own cham ber and sent up one of the women to attend to her. I was half stunned with the suddenness of the blow; the effects likely to follow 1 had not the courage in that hour to face. They would come soon enough. 1 broke the news to the house servants and soon had cause to forget my own sorrow and situation in the effort to calm them. The word was carried over to the quarters and the hands came trooping to the house. Never have I seen the strong emotional side of the negro character so displayed. They thronged the verandas, looking into the win dows and wringing their hands, groan ing and crying with grotesque but genuine grief. The house servants crowded the stairs and gave free vent to their feelings. I tried to quiet them, but their noise broke out afresh. "0, yo' nebber know how good a maussa he was." "O, Lordy, Lordy, what we all do now! What little missy do widout him! What she do wiv all us niggers?" In the midst of the commotion Le Fevre rode up with Mr. Coteau. The overseer was shocked, as everybody had been, at the news; but the habit of authority was strong in him, and he asserted himself at once. He went among the weeping, clamoring people on the stairs, and, with a few energetic words, sent them to tha rear of the house The field-hands and their women and children he put to flight bummarily to their quarters, bestowing a kick or a where by tliougfrt BTTTLER. PA.,FHIDAY. DECEMBER 15. obedience was not ready enough. When this was done he took the law yer into the house, had his breakfast get Li2;u (ior it was still curly), and sat and talked with him. When Mr. Coter.u had gone Le Fevre came to me. "We may expect that fellow here right off," he said. I started. The fear of his coming was shadowing me; but I had not ex pected it soon. "Do you mean Conrad Bostock?" "Yes. I asked Coteau if he remem bered that Mr. Bostock had a son when he was here years ago, before he changed his residence. He said he did remember such a person distinctly. That isn't of great importance; but what he added is." Le Fevre spoke slowly and with an effort. "He said that he met Conrad Bostock on Dauphin street. New Orleans, two days ago, and, though he had not seen him for years, he recognized him at once. So you see the fellow won't have to depend on unwilling witnesses like you and Miss Coral and myself to establish his rights here; he can get people to identify him." "What do you think —" "I don't dare to think what may happen when that brute takes control. I won't talk about it. We'll wait and see. tn the meantime I hope some of his gambling friends will quarrel with him at cards and shoot him." The telegraph from La Fourche crossing took the intelligence of the planter's sudden death to New Orleans that morning; it was published in the afternoon papers. The arrangements had been made to have the funeral on the second day after. On the morning of that day Conrad Bostoek arrived, accompanied by three men of his own jj "AI.L DE DARKIES AM A WEEPIN'." class, iil-looking fellows, %vhose ap pea. ance led me to believe that they were armed. It occurred to me at once thet the man had come determined to assert his ownership here with force, if necessary. He made no display of his intentions before the funeral; he sat quietly with his companions through the sad cere monies, and walked with the others to the grave. Absorbed in supporting and trying to console poor Coralie, I took little note of him. When the last rites had been performed, and we had returned to the house, I was called from the side of the woman to the par lor. Conrad Bostock was there with his retainers, and the overseer sat stiffly by himself. "I want you to understand," said Conrad, in a bullying tone, "that my rights here will be well cared for. I've got a lawyer down at the crossing that I brought from New Orleans, and he'll come up as soon as necessary. If my father left a will, one of you ought to know it. Did he?" I looked at Le Fevre. "Tell him," he muttered. "We have reason to believe," I said, "that the late Mr. Bostock did not leave a will." A gleam of savage joy shone in the man's face. He slapped his knee with his hand. "Good, by !" he cried. "I thought there were peculiar reasons why he wouldn't wish to do it; but I couldn't be sure. Well, then, it seems there ain't to be any dispute about my rights. Both of you understand well enough that I am my father's sole heir; there's nobody to contest it with me. I take possession here now. Mr. Le Fevre, a word with you! Something disagreeable occurred in this room not long ago. I think you were to blame but I don't want to lay up grudges. I want you to remain in charge of the plantation and the people, for awhile, at least, till I can get the hang oi things, and put one of these gentle men in the place. I don't know what you've been getting; I'll double it, while I want you. Is it a bargain?" "No," was the curt answer. "1 leave here to-morrow. I want nothing from you but the balance of two hun dred and fifty dollars which is due m« from the place." The new proprietor drew a thick roll of bank notes from his pocket, counted out the sum named and handed it to Le Fevre, saying: "J want a receipt." The latter took a blank leather-bound book from hi! breast pocket, wrote tho receipt and handed it over. Conrad Bostock looked inquiringly at e book. "Have you a list of the people on th« place there?" "Yes." "I'd like to see it." Le Fevre cut out several leaves with his knife and gave them to him. Il« read aloud at the top: "Field hands and children in the quarters, seventy nine; house servants, thirteen." "Is this all?" he asked. "Yes. We've never cultivated tilt whole plantation in any year; and 1 was here some 3'ears before Mr. Bos toclt came back." "Il'm, h'm, h'm. Joe—lsrael —Jerry, Lucy, Vic. Esther, Prue." Ilis eye ran rapidly down the list and he spoke a name here and there When he came to the end he folded tin leaves, put them in his breast pockel and lit a cigar. His companions fol lowed his example, and soon th« parlor was filled with smoke. Le Fevre looked at the lounging, loaferisli fig ures and then I saw that his gorge was rising. He rose and threw open tho windows. "Do you want anything more of me?" he asked. "Yes. I want to know how you hap pened to omit one name from that in ventory." "Nothing is omitted. It is a correct list of the negroes belonging to the place." "I correct you. The name of Coralie Bonfant, daughter of one Louise Bon fant, who died the slave of my father, is nowhere on these papers." I started up, almost speechless with passion. "Coralie was his daughter, you know thaf.'" The man merely glaaqgd me; ht took no other notice of my interrup tion. "That girl is one of the most valuable properties on the place; probably the most valuable. She appears to have been treated rather too much like one of the family; but that was my father's way. Gardette, you saw her at the fu neral—the slim girl in black, with the long veil, that this chap here was mak ing some fuss over. What should you say she's worth?" The man addressed suspended his smoking long enough to give a shrill whistle. "Why, the devil! You don't mean to tell me that nhes your nigger?" "Just so." "She's worth twenty-five hundred dollars. She'd bring two thousand at the block any day." "Stay!" I exclaimed. My voice was hoarse, and I shook with emotion. "Conrad Bostock, she is of your own blood —your's father's daughter. The last evening of his life he gave his con sent that I should marry her. He sent for a lawyer to draw her free papers, and to draw a will, leaving her every thing. The lawyer arrived here after he had died. Mr. Le Fevre here knows this. Coralie will go with me; you have nothing to do with her." An insolent laugh from Rostock's companions greeted my frantic protest. Conrad looked on me with undissein bled contempt. "Young man. your stay in this house will end right now. Your effects and those of your friend, Mr. Le Fevre, will be set out on the veranda. As for all this foolishness about the girl you've been preaching, I've nothing to say. It's hardly the thing in Louisiana for a white inan to marry a slave; the law don't permit it. If it did, do you suppose I would be fool enough to give you twenty-five hundred dollars' worth of property? Not I. If it will make you feel any better, I'll say to you that, if the girl behaves herself, I'll get a good master for her. If not —if she goes into any tantrums—off she goes to the Orleans slave market." My head swam, my heart seemed to stand still. I saw the faces of leering devils through the smoke wreaths. A strong hand grasped my shoulder. Le Fevre stood by my side. "I make you a proposition," he said to the proprietor. "I will give you twenty-five hundred dollars for her." "No." "Three thousand dollars." "No. She Is not at present for sale." "Four thousand dollars!" Le Fevre cried, with an excitement that I had never known him to betray. "Four thousand dollars; every cent I own in the world I will give you for her. She is nothing to you more than her money value; she is everything to Dorr. Con sidering who and what she is, you ought to be glad to let her go in this way." The fiend shook his head. I could bear it no longer. With fists clenched and muscles strained, I dashed at him. The iron hand of Le Fevre restrained me and dragged me from the room. As the door was closed behind us, I heard a roar of laughter from within. CHAPTER XX. A GLEAM Of HOPE. Le Fevre never released his hold on my collar till we were out of sight of the house, among the cane. I think that I held back a little. "Come along," 110 said brusquely. "I'm as much stirred up as you are about it; but I've got my senses, and you've lost yours. You want to do something desperate and foolish." "Let me go!" I cried. "I'll kill him." "Come along, I say, you young idiotl What good would it do to kill him? That would only make things worse for you and the girl. You want to help her, don't you?" "I'll die before I leave her here in that man's power! I would —" "Yes, I know how you feel. I've got some feeling myself on the subject. I've got a plan, too; but I tell you flatly. Dorr Jewett, if you don't come along with me and quit your crazy no tion of taking the girl out of the house by ftA-ce, with those roughs standing between, I'll go my own way, and leave you to your destruction." His words calmed me; I ceased to resist, and followed him as be strode through the cane. His hopeful words, his strong confidence in himself put new life into me; I leaned on him as upon a human providence. He never stopped till he reached the edge of the great swamp, more than a quarter of a mile back of the house. It was overgrown with scrub oak and cypress; festoons of Spanish moss, ivy, and other parasites ran from tree to tree; where the heat had dried the edges of the swamp for many rods, a thick growth of palm bushes had sprung up. A serpent wriggled in at our approach, and a cloud of ravenous mosquitoes gave us a warm greeting. "We shan't be overheard here," said my companion. "I'll make a smoke to save us from being devoured alive." He lit a cigar and consumed it with short, emphatic puffs. I watched his face anxiously, and saw that his square under-jaw was set, and that he was thinking hard. Suddenly he put the question to me: "What do you think of me, anyway, Dorr Jewett?" A little disconcerted by the abrupt ness of the question, I presently an swered, and told him the exact truth: "When I first came here, I thought you were rough and cruel to the negroes. Afterward I found out that you were more rough than cruel; and still later, I have known yon for a good friend." "Yes; that's pretty near the truth. Before I tell you my plan, I want you to know enough about me to under stand that I am not coming' to your help blindfolded. X know the risk, and I'll face it; and you must know it. I told you I was born in Pennsylvania. Ten years and more, I've been in Louisiana. I came down here with a head full of the horrors of slavery, as it had been pictured to me. I suppose the real thing strikes different people from the north in different ways; some might have seen all that I've seen, and be confirmed in their notions of the institution. I haven't been. Contact with the negro in this state, where there are as many of him as there is of the white man, has made mo believe that a condition of slavery is a good thing, the only thing for him." "But Coralie —" "Hold on; I'm coming to her. Such has been my opinion. In a single day I am brought face to face with the ug liest aspect of the whole problem. I've heard of such things as this. I never knew any such personally. I have supposed that the facts must be dis torted and exaggerated. Now, there is no mistake. We know what has hap pened on this plantation. I won't sicken you by reminding you of what may happen. You'd say, I would say, almost every planter in the La Fourcho would agree, that the treatment which that beautiful vchite girl—l tell you it just as it is—is likely to receive at the hands of her own kin, her half-broth er, just as you heard him threaten it — is more than brutal. Sir, it is damna ble!" He stamped his foot in his excite ment "And the law would permit it?" "The law would ask just one Chirurgical hospital. Not another Lascar could be induoed to leave the ship. They have their own cook, who mixes the food on a square stone, mashes and boils it. Rice, tea, currie and water form the main part of their diet. Under an agreement be tween the Indian Steamship association and the British government better care is taken of the Indian than of English sailors. The Lascars ship under spe cial and separate articles, which pro vide the kind of food they are to have, permit to worship as they please, and stipulate warmer clothing and plenty of it in oold climates. Little meat is eaten, fcr only those oS a certain caste are allowed to inilulpe. The Lascars* on the Bu nark are Buddhists and Mus bUißittO'? . HCNTING WILD BEES. The iQaanious Method of a Con necticut Man. Tracking the luwcti to Their TrMi with the Aid of Loaf Ba«mr Haw It I* Doao-Booe with • "Ja*." Up in Litchfield comity lives Bert Beemau, one of the most famous bee hunters of the state, writes a Connecti cut correspondent of the New York Sun. Mr. Bccman takes to the busi ness by instinct, and so far this season has found nine bee trees and scooped in a hundred pounds of wild honey, and wild honey, it must be remem bered, has a flavor peculiarly its own, which cannot be duplicated in those concoctions of glucose and flavoring extracts manufactured to order. Mr. Beeman has his own method of finding bee trees, and he does not reveal them to every Tom, Dick and llarry who asks hiin. Bee trees are not so numer ous in Connecticut that there are enough to go round, so those few who possess the peculiar nature or instinct which picks out such a hive are keep ing their knowledge to themselves. There is one method which the Litch field county bee hunter uses in certain cases which he has no objection to be ing known. When he leaves homo for an expedition he takes along with him several lumps of loaf sugar. Arriving in the woods he moistens two or three lumps and places them on the stump of an old tree or on a rock, and site down to suioke his pipe and wait. De velopments come rapidly. A busy bee flies over the spot, scents the sugar, takes a few sips, and flics away. Pretty soon it returns, accompanied by other bees, and these go and bring' more, until finally quite a swarm will be hovering over that sugar. Mr. Bee man gets in his work now. Cuutious ly he catches one of the bees, and with his sharp penknife he slits both wings. This doesn't harm the bee, and makes it distinctive. Keeping his eye on this bee he takes out his watch and notes the time when it flies away and the time when it comes back again, also the direction which it take;*. From long experience the hunter knows just how long it will take a bee laden with honey to fly a certain distance and dis charge its load of sweets, and how long it requires to return without its load. By making his calculation he knows just about how far the big tree is. Following the direction of the bee's flight to the distance he has calculated. It doesn't take long, with careful watching, to find the tree. As a rule this system works perfectly, though circumstances may make the locat ion of the tree somewhat tedious ami labori ous. Mr. Beeinan's experience lias brought him in a good income during the fall of each year, and he !'as gained quite a reputation as a lioney hunter. A peculiar story of bees on a glori ous spree comes from up Bristol \> ay, and shows that "jag," however de lightful it may be to the senses, sorac times results fatally to insects a* v. oil as individuals. Mrs. Theodore ll .la was making "sweet pickle" pean> a few days ago, and bweet pickle, especially after it is spiced, has a very penc: ut ing as well as seductive odor. V rs. Hyde left the jar of pickle in her kitchen, with the window open, for a little while, until she had time to run into a neighbor's and swap receipts for making pickles. On her return she was greatly put out, not to say alarmed, to find that her new pickle !»»•! at tracted a swarm of bees, and her kitchen was in possession of the in sects, which knew how to defend them selves when attacked. She awaited the return of her husband i-.t dinner time to know what to do. He quietly picked up the jar and set it out on the lawn, where, dur ing the afternoon, the bees contiuued to imbibe the intoxicating concoction until over half the swarm were in a state of inebriety. The jar remainea out of doors all night. The next morning the two quarts of pickle were entirelj' gone, while in the jar were two quarts of dead bees which had perished from cold while too drunk to fly home. It was the most destructive jag in loss of life e.ver known in that region of the state. AN OLD IDEA. The German Poet, Goethe, Foreaaw the Nicaragua Canal. Dr. Julius Ooebel, professor of Germanic philology and literature at Stanford university, says that Goethe received most of his Ideas on geography from his intimate friend Herder, the father of the science in Germany, who, in his turn, had been a disciple of Baron von Humboldt They had many erroneous ideas, says the San Fran cisco Chronicle, but that is not sur prising when it is considered that in the middle of the last century certain paxts of the earth were supposed to he inhabited by giants and certain other parts by dwarfs. Goethe conceived the universe to consist of earthly, sidereal and celestial elements. Each star, he thought, was governed by a separate spirit. 1 !iat of the earth was a personal being known as the earth spirit. It was t ie personification of the eternal creative element of nature. Goethe's ideas of the geography of America are full of interest to us. It was one hundred years ago when ho wrote, in speaking of cutting a canal through the isthmus of Panama: "Humboldt suggests that there are rivers on the isthmus that would render the cutting of a canal at other places more advisable than at I'una ma. It would surprise me greatly if the people of the United State* should not before long have settled that vast country w«st of the Rocky mountains. On the Pacific coast are some of the finest and most capacious harbors of the world. On these great cities will grow up, making a ship canal across the isthmus an altogether indispen*- able'thing." THORN OF GLASTONBURY. Miraculous Told of th* T r *« Which niumoi on l hrl»tiu»» At Glastonbury Abbey, in Somerset shire, England, once stood a thorn tree which, it is said, bloomed every Christ mas morning. The first authentic ac count of it ever written was in 177J by a visitor who tells of it in the account of his visit to the abbey. The keeper assured him that St. Joseph of Arimathea landed not far from the town, at a place where there wa* fiu-ioerly an oak that had been planted to his memory; that he and his companions inarched to a hill ar.J rested themselves, and that Joseph stuck his staff on the ground. Now this staff was a common dry hawthorn stick, but it grew and first came into full flower on Christmas day. Afterward the tree, whieh had thus grown and budded like Aaron's rod, always bloomed on the day of our Lord's na tivity and upov no other day, the flower, like thosevld sprout and grow like potatoes; iliat leaves cured all inflammations, swelling, etc., a.n.l that "wis" cut from it would nevvr leave marks on the children eor i vected by thuif u»- -NTO 54- HOG dR CALF PEN. A Building That la Moat aa Woll mm S«h etaatial. Our illustration shows an idea for a hog or calf pen and is a bnilding that is neat and substantial for its purpose. It is 3 feet long, 7 feet wide, 4 feet in rear and six feet in front. It is bvllt to accommodate fire sows and pigs, each pen being 6x7 feet, amole for a litter or pigs with the parent pig. On all sides of the inclosure. as iilqatrated by Fig. 3, is a board fastened to the pose far enough away from the sides to enable the little pig to avoid being crushed l>y the old sow as Is so often the case. 11 can get in between this board and the side wall and era not be ir~ij HL3 Fie. s. injured in the least. It is an excellent arrangement sad should be tried to prove its value to any farmer who keeps hogs. It may be converted into a house for young calves when not in use for pigs, and a trough for milk can be put into each compartment. Three illustrations of the are shown Fig. 2 being the rear of the building: Fig. 3 the Interior.—Farm and Home. THE DAIRY BUSINESS. Why It It the Moat f*ronta(ile Braaeh of Agriculture. The strong prices which have ruled for butter and cheese dtiriag the whole Mimmer, even in the face of the worst financial crash the country has seen for fifty years, are a wonder to a great many. Every branch of agriculture has its ups and downs, but we have never seen a period of degression ia dairy products that carried the price below profit ia production but once in thirty-six years. That occurred in the early part of 1879, when cheese, for some unaccountable reatoo, went dowu to 5 and (I cents, but took a sudden rise in the latter part of July to a good paying price, which it has steadily maintained ever since. Every kind of grain raising, meat production, wool growing, the raising of hops or tobac co seetu to be affected with frequent periods of depression, when the price goes belof the cost of production. This is true at the present time of wool, to bacco and wheat. Indeed, both wheat and wool have jeen in the dumps for two or three years. The production of butter and cheese presents a cheering contrast in this particular. For years there has been a good, steady profit in the production of a fir-.t-class article. Farmers who are thinking of engaging in dairying will do well to consider this view of the matter. The dairy business is sure, steadfast and at the same time reason ably profitable. Where the creamery plan prevails its returns are frequent, NO that the farmer has ready cash once a month. The increase of population is greatly in excess of the increase of cows; tiii* fact keeps up a demand to a paying figure year after year.— Hoard's Dairyman. DAIRY SUGGESTIONS. Ir you have never churned granu lated butter it is time to begin. IT never increases the milk supply to pitch milk stools at the cows. IF the cows are "homegrown" and are not gentle it is apt to be the boss' fault. IF you mean to make a success of dairying this winter, believe you can and go ahead. AT the price of feed and milk this season it will not pay to feed poor cows —it never does. IT is not always the man who gets rid of the most feed that has the best and /attest hogs. Urains help make pork. PERHAPS one of the things needed about your place this winter is an ice house; if so do not wait till the crop is ripe and wasted before building the house- build it early. LOOK out for the man that wants to sell you the "right" to fret more butter out of milk than the cow put in it. Take the right to get out all there ia in it, but pay no royalty for doing it/ IF you have good JOWS it will pay to feed them well —to feed them all they will assimilate. If they lay on fat in stead of putting the feed into milk it is more than likely that beef rather than butter is what they are calculated for. The Rising of Cream. The chemist of an English dairy com pany undertook an investigation to de termine the tendency of cream to rise on milk during delivery Experiments proved that this tendency wr-s overcome l>y the constant agitation in transit, provided the milk was not allowed to stand long enough «t any time during delivery for the crewuing to commence. If this took place the shaking waa not sufficient to hinder the creaming, and it continued in spite of the motion • In rounds which were out for six hours, no rising of cream could be detected, provided that no long intervals of time were permitted in which the milk re i.ain'-d at W Neme*t». Sweet liirl—My hired chaperone saw you kiss me last nirht. Adorer—My gracious! What did you do? Sweet Ciirl— l discharged her. -N. Y. Weekly. Boasts. Tom —I saw a mountain this summer so high that it was in the clouds. Jack—That's nothing. I saw a t»1- ley so deep that it was in a lake. — Harper's Young People. Lofic Is Lofftc* "May I call you Mae?" ••But you have known me such a short time." "Yes; but Mae is such a short name." —Puck. One of the greatest natural wonders in Java, "the fire island." a large lake of boiling mud. is situated almost in the center of the plains of Urobogana. fifty "paals" to the northeast of Solo. It is nlmosttwomilesin circumference, and in the center immense columns of soft, hot mud may be seen continually rising and falling like great black tim bers thrust forth and then suddenly I withdrawn by a giant's hands. lie sides the phenomena of th" columns there are two gigantic bubbles near the western edge which fill up like huge balloons and explode on an aver age of three times per minute. I \ •