A Modern Samaritan. A horse, half-blinded by the fajllng now, hnd stumbled upon a narrow bridle track skirting a deep mountalt ravine In Southern New Zealand. IU nnscated rider, clutching mechanical ly at rocks and grass, went hurtling down to death and mutilation. Taon came merciful oblivion. Hidden behind a bush at the mo ment of the mishap, and distant from the horso only a few feet, had been a pedestrian. As the horso fell tho pedestrian started up. His first act was to seize tho bridle, his next to look down the ravine. As Jils eyes lighted on the face of tho Insensible man his own gleamed with triumph. Then something softer came Into them, and tho softness gavo place to a grimly humorous light as he un coiled a tethering rope fastened about tho horse's neck. Holding this firm ly, ho lowered himself to where on jutting rock and thorny bush tho fallen man's body had been caught. He passed the rope beneath the oth er's arms and knotted It. Then, with a strength that threatened more than once to give out, ho clambered back to the path. Without a moment's rest or hesi tation he pulled off his thin coat, folded it Into a cushion, and placed it between the rope and the rocky edge of the tiiack. And, having start ed tho horao on a gentle walk, he knelt by the ravlrle, keeping the rope from fraying as the body was brought upward. Not until the task had been completed did this chance Samnrltan exhibit any emotion; then it took the (shape of amusement, and was expressed by a prolonged chuckle. Tho man tlui3 dragged from his Brave opened his eyes, stared about him in a surprised manner, sat up, and then Bank back with an expres sion of agony an his face. His rescuer unfastened tho rope and brought the horso to his side. Again, almo3t overtasking himself, he assisted the injured man to mount, and, as if ho had been especially en gaged for the occasion, led the horse I down tho track. During these many minutes the Samaritan had uttered no word. It was the horseman. Judge McAlIster, who broke the silence. His Words were half-groaned, half-gasped, and formed an Inquiry whether tho level ground was far off. Tho other's answer was an exten sion of his free hand; a turn in the track showed a onow-covered road way a few yards distant. This main tained taciturnity possibly irritated the Injured man, for ho broke out: "Are you dumb, or only a fool?" The Samaritan did not furnish the desired information; but ho conde scended to remark: "Keep your mouth shut; it's get ting damp." Judge McAlIster started. For a moment he had something other than physical pain to occupy his attention; his pride was hurt. Tho judge's eyes saw a typical colonial of the dare-devil, spendthrift, happy-go-lucky variety. All the Judge's prldo bcan to expand like heated gas. He pulled on the rein suddenly, bringing the horso to u stand. "Well?" Tho Samaritan put tho laconic question. "I wish to dispense with your further services. How much do I owe you?" Tho other f!:;cd upon the Judge's face an absolutely expressionless gaze as he made answer: "You lost your tenses when you fell down that cliff, and don't seem to have found 'em again." Judge McAUstor passed his hand across his forehead. The memory of that awful time occupied by the ac cident had bean effaced. Now it came back. He looked at tho Samar itan, and at the rope; then said, in the tone of making an accusation: "You saved my llfo!" Tho Samaritan took no notice whatever. As If enough time had been wasted over trivialities, he start ed tho hors?, a proceeding that brought from McAHster's lips a faint cry, followed by the words: "Man! my right anklo is broken. Is there a house near?" The other pointed silently to a low building near the fast narrowing horizon, and led the horse along a cart track that passed through a field gateway. "Why, the house Is empty!" ex claimed the Judge, when tho build ing had been reached. "Looks like It." "How far is It to the next?" "Two miles at a guess, and the road Is a bit rough. Does your leg pain you?" "Pain! Find a bettor word," groaned McAUster. "Then we'd bettor go inside, and I will C:: it up." Tho Judge impatiently fretted in his saddle whilo his companion bat tered at the door with a pleco of scantling that had served to prop up a fence. He bbw him burglariously enter, and himself committed bur glary, hopping on one foot, when he had been assisted to the ground. "There is a packing case in this corner. Sit down until ,we have a Are." The Judge obeyed. The Samaritan wont out, and returned with an arm ful of carpenter's waste wood. "All of which Is directly contrary to the laws of this blooming colony," he remarked, sotto voce. MuAllster. catching the words, muttered something not exactly in praise of law. When tho foot had been bared, the amateur nurse remarked: You have ruptured a tendon." "Are you a doctor?" asked the judge. "No; but I studied medicine onco. Sit still awhile, boss." McAHster's companion hurried out, and returned with a sack filled ,with shavings. These he spread to form a resting place for the Injured man, who lay down with an expres sion of relief. Then the latter asked: "What is your name!" "You can call me 'Bunted Billy.' Is your mare a quiet goer?" The judge nodded. "Well, I'm going to nse her. So long, for the present!" The warmth of the fire and the soft shavings soothed the sufferer. Ho drowsed, then dept. He was awakened by tho closing of a door. The Samaritan, snow-covered, came in, bearing two large sacks. From the Interior of one he produced a roll of blankets. "These will make you a bit more comfortable," he com mented. From tho Tthcr sack ho withdrew tea, sugar, bread, bacon, biscuits, cheese, salt, pickles, cups, saucers, spoons, knives, forks, to bacco, matches and a tin of soup. "Where did you got all tnese?" asked the judge. . "Bought 'em at the other shanty; it's n store." While the soup was boiling, tho Samaritan dressed his companion's Injury, remorselessly tearing up a new shirt to mako bandages. Said the Judge, savagely: "What, in the name of goodness can I do? I was on my way to the Dunedln Sessions." "And I was on my way from theni," muttered the other. "What was that you said?" "Nothing worth troubling over. The Boup bolls, and tho bacon Is cooked. Let us have grub. Walt a second, though. I must prig some more wood." "I wonder whoso property you arc burning?" McAllstcd asked, as tho Samaritan brought In a sack of fuel. "Can't guess. If tho Are hurts your conscience, Ull put It out." "Busted Billy" spread a news papor on the floor by the recumbent man's side. On this ho placed a cup ful of soup, a thick rasher of bacon, bread, and later a cup of tea and cortnln other minor accessories. "You don't mind condensed milk, I hope. Tho old girl at the Btore said that her cow had given up the juice business." The Judge grunted, sipped his tea, took a mouthful of bacon, and then asked: "How far is It to Waiopol?" "Twenty miles." , "Too far for the mare. She must be nearly starving." "She's pegging into tho half-sack of oats I brought from tho store." McAlIster put down bis cup, and, staring at his companion, asked: "How the deuce do you manage to live?" "There isn't much difficulty." "Most people who think so little of number one a3 yourself have a dif ferent experience." After some minutes, McAlistor said: "By the way, you haven't by any chanco lighted across the wanted man the man tho detectives are after?" "Who is he, and what Is ho wanted for?" "His name," said tho Judge, "is Barton, and he Is wanted for 'lifting' a hundred head of cattle. He Is a fool as well a3 a rogue, for when he had sold the beasts ho gavo nearly all tho money away." "Well, I haven't t:een him. If I do I will toll him what you cay." "And welcome! Tho scoundrel ought to got ten years!" "How many years ought you and I to get for wanton destruction of prop erty?" queried tho Samaritan. "We are victims of necessity," quoth tho judge. Just then a loud bang camo at the house door. The Samaritan threw It open. A man was standing out side. Ho began some plea for shel ter, then, peering into the other's face, cried: "Darn me; if it ain't Billy Barton! " "Drop my name, please. It isn't well to advertise it." "Right, matey; but I'm comln' In, for I'm cold an' dead-broke." Tha newly arrived one stamped his way into the room. He gave Mc AlIster a short look and a nod, then a moro Q:::d gaze. After a while he said: "Think I dropped my pipe on the stops. Sliow us a light, old man, whllo I look for it." This to llnrton. So soon as the room dvj was closed, the visitor placed bis mouth to Barton's ear, and whispered: "Say, matyy, d'yo know who the ofd dufler is? It's Judge TUac! " Barton nodded. "What's up with him, then?" Very briefly Barton told of the ac cident. The other slapped his thigh. "Now don't it seem like Provi dence! " he cried. "Here's you an' me a hldin' away from them as would bring us before this here very chap. I'll rake all the old wretch has ob him, and knock him on the head." Barton openod tho houso door and bockoned his visitor forth. Point ing northward, he Baid: "Tramp that way for two miles, am you'll get food and shelter. Try to enter this house again, and I'll shoot you. Hero i3 tho only coin I have left." As the last words wore uttured he thrust a half-crown into the other man's hand. Then he entered, bolted the house door, and came back to the room. To McAHster's inquiry as to the whereabouts of the stranger, Uartoa returned the curt answer: "Clone north." They played euchre. McAlIster grinned as hand after hand favored him. Presently ho said, brightly: "How much monoy did you spend just now?" "Less than a thjusand." "You may have to lay out some thing yet. Here," bringing a roll from a pocket, "are notes for a couple of hundred. Help yourself." "I always do. But keep your money, please, until I ask for It. Take some tea and go to sleop; it's what I Intend doing." Bai'on placed two-thirds of the available coverings over his room mate, then wrapped himself in a ctngi blanket, and for pillow used an arm. With the coming of daylight, he rose and walked out. When he re turned, his companion had awakened. The latter, nfter a civil "Good-morning," asked how the road was. "Under three feet of snow." Tho judgo broke out almost fiercely: "I must get to Wnlopol to-day Tho Dunedln mall will bo passing through at 8 this evening." Do you know tho road?" asked Barton. "Not a step of tha way; but you can act an guide. I will give you a hundred pounds to be put on the train for Dunedln. But tho sessions alone are not drawing me." protested tho Judge. Ho wont on: "I had a telegram yesierday Baying that my little girl" his voice broke "1b dan gerously 111." Barton folded his arms and looked out on the sea of snow. He turned and said, quietly: "You shall go. I will take you. Now let us have breakfast." When the meal was ever, the Samaritan put on his hat. Me tramped over to tho store, and re turned with a borrowed hors?. With in a few minutes tha men were mounted. Barton led the way. He was gloomy and silent. Once or twlco McAlIster tried to draw his companion Into conversation, but failed. This Irritated the Jjidge, and looking about for something to snarl at, hp exclaimed: "What on earth is that bulging tho pocket of your Jacket?" Barton withdrew a revolver. "Ib It loaded?" asked tho Judge. "I don't carry it for show." "What do you carry it for?" "Self-protection." A puzzled look came Into the Judge's eyes. Then at turned, lialf flercely, upon the other with the question: "Who are you?" "Excuse mo I am traveling In cog." A grave expression was on tho judge's face. Barton seemed to read Its meaning, for without another word ho flung the firearm into n snowdrift. There was a brief silence, broken by Barton's voice, exclaiming: "Steady there! We are close upon a small bridge without a parapet. Your horse Is slipping. Get off, you fool!" McAlIster, realizing tho danger, slid from the saddle. Fortunately, he alighted on his uninjured foot, and tho soft snow saved him from anything worse than a shaking. The mare, floundering downward in the huge snowdrift, was beyond help. Barton shifted the saddle back ward, then having assisted his com panion into It, mounted before him. It was twenty-five minutes to 8 when McAlIster, leaning on the Samaritan's arm, limped into the Waiopol station. During the few minutes passed in obtaining some re freshment from the .:ion master, the judge's companion was stern of face and silent. ' McAlIster moro than once cast a keen glance at him, and more than once also did this terror of criminals brush his hands across his eyes. When the train steamed into the sta tion tho judge rose; he had arranged to have a compartment to himself. "I am going." he said to his late rescuer. "Will you?" Ho was about to ask again for the other's name, but at this moment two men who had entered the waiting room exchanged hurried whispers. Tho Judge, looking up, recognized two of the colony's most noted de tectives. Cooll;- and masterfully. Judge McAlIster turned upon them. "Have you heard the news about Barton, the cattle stealer?" The men glanced at the Judge's companion, and looked their Inquiry. "Killed by falling over a cliff down couth. Sad thing for his er aunt! " "Very sad!" uttered one of the men, with a far-away look. "So," went on tha Judge, "It will bo only waste of time looking for him. You understand?" Without a shadow of doubt tho detectives did. "Walker," said tho terror of crim inals, to tho Samaritan, "you will come with me to Dunedln." PerhapB of all Judge McAHster's friends the one most honored, and very certainly tho ona most loved, is an ex-reprobate who has become one of most prosperous farmers lu tha m'ony. New York Weekly. 3 win wvftnit. 'NEWS OF PENNSYLVANIA fa. : . 0 rVRCIO CARRIER TO GALLOWS, f STATU FAIlMKItS PROSPEROUS. Grit Boxes.. Every well regulated poultry house ought to have a grit box. This Is oaslly mado out of a cracker box, and the self feeding kind Is tho best. Make three apartments and nil them with grit, charcoal and oyster shells. Hang this box on tho wall Just with in reach qf tho fowls end you will be surprised to noto the amount of grit the fowls will consume. Anyone with a hammer and saw and a little Ingenuity can mako a box that will last for years. By hanging It on tho wall It 1b out of the way and the grit and oyster shell keep clean and are not wasted. If you have n large flock of fowls you will need several of theso boxes. If you have several pens, ono must be supplied to each pen. This plan Is much better than to supply the grit in an open box which soon becomes mixed with the dirt and scratching material of the floor. Wisconsin Agriculturist. System Brings Success. Wo always have believed that' sys tem on a farm brings success have a place for everything and keep ovcrythlng In its place. If you have not made any money out of chickens and ducks, It Is because you haven't got started Just right a good begin ning makes a good ending. There Is moro money to ho mado out of chickens, ducks and eggs than out of stock raising with less work to do. If you have p. living stream or spring, or a good pond, try and raiBo ducks good, marketable ducks, not runts. Get the best eggs you can buy, and lay a good foundation for the com ing season. Build a smnll duck houso on an improved plr.n start well. Do the work yourself do not depend on help. The man who ex pects to make a success of ehlckpno and ducks must givo them his per sonal nttentlon, although he can be assisted by his wife, for whom there are many material pleasures on the farm. Orff's Poultry Review. Hoiv to Drive a Hen. When n woman has a hen to drive Into tho coop, sho takes hold of her skirts with both hands, shakes them quietly at the delinquent and says, "Shoo, there!" The hen takes one look at the object to convince her that It is a woman, and then stnlkB majestically into the coop. A man doesn't do that way. He goes out doors and says, "It U singular no body can drive a hen but me," and picks up a stick of wood, huris it at the offending biped. "Get in there, you thief." The hen then loses her reason and dashes to the other end of tho yard. Tho man straightway dashes after her. She comes back with her head down, hera.in.gs out, and followed by an assortment of stove-wood, fruit cans and clinkers, and a very mad man In tho rear. Then she sklm.3 under the barn and over a fenoe or two, and around the bouse and back again to tho coop, and all the time talking as only an excited hen can talk, and all the while followed by things convenient for handling and a man whose coat Is on tho saw buck and whoso hat ft on tho ground, and whoso perspiration knows no limit. ' By this time tho other hens have como out to take a hand In the de bate and help dodge missiles, and tho man says every hen on the place shall bo sold In the morning, and puts on his things and goes down the street, and the woman has every ono of those hens housed and counted In two min utes. Northwestern Agriculturist. New Definition of Old Age. The American Magazine has made a great find in David Grayson, authoi of "Adventures In Contentment.' This month he begins a new aeries. "The Open Road." In the course oi his essay, the author has this to say of old ago: "Things grow old nnd stale, not be cause tbey are old but because w cease to see them. Whole vlbranl worlds around us disappear wlthlr the Comoro mists of familiarity Whlchover way we look the roads an dull and barren. There is a tree a' our gate wo have not seen in yearsi a flower bloomB in our dcor-yaiV more wonderful than tho shlntuj heights of the Alps!" "It has seemed to me cometimei as though I could see men harden Ing before my eyes, drawing in i feeler here, walling up an openini there. Naming things! Object! fall into categories for them and weai little sure channels in the brain. A mountain is a mountain, a tree a tree to them, a field forover a field. Lift solidifies Itself In words! And flnalii how every thing wearies them; ucc1 that is old age!" r.s well as Its owner, n:id ough' therefore, to be liberally fed. "Wo bollove In large crops which leave tho land better than tjiey found It making the farmor and tha farm both glad at once. "We believe In going to tho hot torn of things, and, therefore, in deep plowing und enough of It. AU the better with a subsoil plow. , "Wo bollevo that every faO should own a good farmer. "We believe that, the best ferti lizer for any soil Is a spirit of Indus try, enterprise and Intelligence. With out this lime and gypsum, bones and green manure, marl and guano, W?D bo of little use. "We believe In good fer.cn, gcod barns, good farm houses, good stock, good orchards and children enouu'i to gather the fruit. "We believe In a clean kitchen, ft neat wife In It, a clean cupboard, ft clean dairy and a clean conscience. "We firmly disbelieve .In farmers that will not improve; In farms that grow poorer every year; In starving cattle; in farmers' boys turning Into clerks and merchants; In farmers' daughters unwilling to work, and in all farmers ashamed of their voca tion, or who drink whisky until h fin est people are ashamed of them." Indiana Farmer. Popular Judgment. If we have to choose between the export bureaucratic Judgment and the instinctive popular Judgment in foreign affairs, we unhesitatingly choose the latter. It is the Tatter, and not tho former, which haa made the British Empire, und whatever dangers there may be from ignorant idealists or vote-catching dema gogues, they are immeasurably J .-. in our opinion, than the dangers of a hard and limited bureaucracy ap plying mechanical Ideas of u:on dancy. Westminster GatttUo. Fruit Trees Exhnust Soil. In considering tho reasons why apple and other fruit trees do not bear as many or as fine apples as they did in the early days, writes Professor German, of 'Kentucky sta tion, I have been impressed with the importance of supplying the trees with fertilizers as the soil becomes exhausted, and am satisfied that the greatest relative difficulty experi enced nowadays In keeping fruit trees In good condition 13 In part due to an exhaustion of the coll. Trees forage more widely than smaller plants, and may not show the effects of starvation as suddenly or as soon, but they must show it in time If grown lgng on tho samo land without anything being returned to the soil to replaco materials removed by the trees. In this relation I was struck recently by a statement which I en countered in Professor Voorhoes' in teresting Httlo book on fertilizers. He says that twenty crops of apples of fifteen bushels per tree, and thirty-five trees to the acre, equal 1337 pounds of nitrogen. 310 pounds of phosphoric acid and 1805 pounds of potash. Twonty crops of wheat, of fifteen bushels per acre, equal 600 pounds of nitrogen, 211 pounds of phosphoric acid and 324 pounds of potash. Therefore, nccordlutr to Pro fessor Voorhcce, twonty crops of apples removo more than twice as jnuch nitrogen, half as much again phosphoric acid, and nearly threo times as much pota.6h, aB twenty crops of wheat. A good farmer would hardly think of growing twen ty successive crops of wheat on the aame land, no matter ho.v good It might, be, and it would seem to be still greater folly, according to the figures given, to attempt to grow twenty crops of apples without re turning anything to the soli. A White Leghorn Egg Farm, In New York State, od one of t.'isse breezy hills which are to be found In almost every county, Mr. Wyckoff many years ago, started out to Dhaka a living for hiniBolf nnd his fanlly from tho soil. His only capital was his ambition, good health and n wlfo full of cheer and encouragement. In looking about for a farm, he found an old man who was so anxto is to sell that a man without money was able to buy. Mr. Wyckoff's father went security for the first payment and loaned bis son cash enough to purchase a team, a few cows, some tools, seed and twenty-fivo scrub hens. The buildings were for the most part in a tumble-down condition, and as tho new farmer hadn't a cent to make any Improvements with, he de termined to develop the poultry end of the business, as it required no ex penditure of capital. He housed his flock In one of tho old buildings; they laid fairly well, but recognizing the advantage of having thorough bred stock, ho soon replaced them with Brown Leghorns. From the eggs laid by theFa he saved In ono winter and spring $75, and with it bought White Leghorn eggs. The next year, the third on the place, he had a flock of 180 White Leghorn hens. That winter eggs were un usually high, and his flock returned him $90 In oggs laid. This money was Invested In bulldlng3, tho heni paying for all tho Improvements made. Mr. Wyckoff never Invested an out Eido dollar in his poultry since the day he bought his first twenty-five scrub hens. Every cent his hens made was put back Into new build ings and yards. It took flvo or six years to get tho business well started owing to lack of capital, but since then ho has sold about $4000 worth of produce from his farm annually, of which about $3500 is from eggs and poultry. Ho always kept a few cows, and for many years depended on the dairy to pay the interest on the purchase price of his place. It may interest some to know what sort of a ration was fed on this farm. In the morning a maBh was compounded as follows. One bu. corn, two bu. oats, ground fine; to each 200 pounds of this mixture add 100 pounds bran and five or bIx pounds beef scraps; moisten with milk. This is fed In troughs, tho feeder returning in ten minutes to take up any more where needed. At noon, green food was given, either mangels or cabbage In winter, clover or kale in summer; sometimes a light feed of mixed grain In the Utter. Night feed was usually mixed grain; In winter two bushels each wheat, octB, buckwheat and corn; in sum mer the corn in the mixturo Is re duced one-half. E. K. Parkinson, In tho Country Gentleman. A Farmer's Creed. ' The following farmer's creod, for mulated nearly three-quarters of a century ago by Henry Ward Beoch er, the famous patriotic and pulpit orator, and one of tho first editors o( the Indiana Farmer, holds good to day as well as then: "We believe in small farms and thorough cultivation. "We bolleve that soil love to oat, Breeders' Notes. Shake tho hay well out before feed ing. Do not compel horses to drink warm water. No farmer makes money raising inferior horses. Take the dirt off the legs with a rag or soft brush, rather than with the currycomb. The farmer who has his surplus capital Invested in good horses has a draft which he can draw at any time. Keeping the skin of tho work horses clean enables thorn to sweat freely and thus Is essential to their health. Get rid of the surplus horses that are not growing into money. There is no advantage in keeping enough extra horcec to oat all that useful ones earn. It Is not good policy to force the growth of colts by giving them stimulating foods and overfeeding them. Tie overgrown horse is sel dom a durablo one. A horse, especially if ho Is ner vous, Is much more likely t be alarmed by tha sound of a noise he cannot see than by the eight of things he does not understand. The origin of many diseases among horses can be traced directly to filthy stables. It U, therefore, good economy to keep the ctablea scrupulously clean. Boston Cultivator. Scranton (Special I. A horrible scene was enacted on the scaffold here when S.iverlo Curelo met hie denth by hanging for having shot j Nicholas Fen-las to donth Christmas Dav, 1905. CurclO was only 2" years old. Tim condemned man was very con fident of a reprieve, ns he hnd al ready been reprieve. I three timet, : 1 1 1 1 1 after his frightful attempt nt suicide ho thought tho sentence would not be I executed. When the Uom.l of Pur- dons refused to Interfere be want Into hysterics and would not eat nor sleep since Monday. As Boon aB an attempt was mndi to take him to the scaffold he began to scream nnd struggle nnd It was only by main force that he was final ly carried bodily to tho platform. Even then it was some time before the cap could be adjusted, while his sobs and cries filled the entire build ing. The onlookers were unnerved nt the sight. Curio was exceedingly thick set end heavy and when his body was jerked nine feel Into the air. al though It waB afterward found that his neck was broken, he did not die. bttt hung struggling for nearly hiilf an hour before the p;:lso stopped beating. The banging was Conducted by James Va&Hlee, of Newark, N. J., who bus a record of elghly-slx exe- i cutlons. STUDENT Kill. Kit BY TRAIN. Reading (Special). While taking his morning walk, H. Edward Orff, a theological student and member of a prominent Reading family, wnB struck and Instantly killed by a pas senger train of tho Schuylkill nnd Lehigh branch of the Rending Rall W :it Mnldencreek Station. Several eye-witnesses of the acci dent say the young man evidently became bewildered and stood as if rooted to the tracks when he saw the train npproachlng. He was 25 years old nnd graduat ed from Muhlenberg College, Allen town. In 1903. He attended Mt. Airy Theological Spininnry for two years nnd studied for the ministry but was Compelled to abandon his studies on account of 111 health. Two locomotives could pass each other In any of the tour funnels of tho Mauretania. HOI A MURDERER. Pittsburg (Spec! a 1). Clarence Long, a McKeesport youth, not yet 17 years old, was convicted by n jury of murder in the first degrop after his mother, weeping, had testified agalnBt her son on the stand by Iden tifying tho revolver with which he killed William B. Mathlas, a cripple. Mrs. Long had secured the revol ver to keep In the house, only n week before, sho testified, and had taken It from the boy the morning after the murder. Young Long was arrest ed two days after. Mathlas, who was formerly a pugi list and strong man, wns murdered and robbed on a lonely road. The police traced the crime to a gang of boyB, of which Long Is tho eldest. Shot in The Leg By Farmer. New Cumberland (Special). Mar tin Statesman was shot In the leg by William Shuey. a fruit farmer, two miles south of this place. Apples have been Btolen by the wagonload from his caves and Shuey declared he would shoot the first man he caught on his farm after dark. Slatesman declares he was coming to try to buy a load of fruit and that he Is an Innocent man. STATE ITEMS. An odd midwinter scene was wit nessed at Moore's Dam. between Mohnton and Adamstown, when a dozen men husked corn In their shirt sleeves. For violation of the compulsory school attendance law. Christian Hartner, of Plumsteadvillo, was ar rested and at a hearing before Jus tice Hall fined $2 for keeping his young son out of school. The Doylestown Bristol mall serv ice, by star route for two years past, will on March 1 be restored to trol ley delivery. The strike of the quarry men In the Blate quarries at Delta, York County, has beon settled, the 300 strikers having returned to work af ter a month's ldleuess and the wage reduction of 10 per cent, being de clared off. Warden Campbell, 19 years old, the son of Mr. and Mrs. Levi Camp bell, of Cooptown, killed himself with a shotgun. The . aus. of the trag edy Is supposed to have been a love affair. Edmund Butterworth and James Cook, both of Yorkshire, England, were ground to death benoath the wheels of a freight train of the Buf falo, Rochester & Pittsburg Railroad, near Dubois. Little 2-year-old Michael Saldagy, whllo playing In the streets of South Bethlehem, was run ovor by a heavy tone wagou and crushed so badly that he will probably die. Driver Michael Selgmesto was arrested, charged with being responsible for the accident. Dr. W. E. Grogory, of Strouds burg, has been elected president of tho Monroe County Medical Society. Other officers elected are: Vice president, Dr. G. S. Travis, of East Stroudsburg; secretary, Dr. N. C. Miller, Stroudsburg; treasurer, Dr. George H. Rhoads, Tobybanna. S. H. 'ili a Germantown auto- moblllst, was given a hearing be fore Magistrate Wood, of Ogontz, on charges of epoedlng his car through Ogontz, reckless driving and carry lug only one license tag. Collom ad mitted tho charges, and paid the flue and costs of $17. In Welsvllle, York Couuty, 400 cltlsene petitioned the court to re fuse llceuse In the village, while but eighteen favored It. -The court com plied with the wishes of the ma jority. John Wylonls, aged 23 years, a well-known athlete, was Instantly killed at Maple Hill Colliery, Shen ondoah, being crushed between a lo comotive and a mine car. The Cambria Brewing Company, of Johnstown, filed in tbe State De partment, notice . of an increase in its capital stock from $100,000 to $400,000, and of bonds rrom noth Inr tn aT50.CC. Hnrrlsburg (Special). The recent financial stringency did not serious ly affect the farmers of Pennsyl vania, according to the reports of the Stnndlng Committees of the State Honrd of Agriculture, which held Its nnnunl session here. Moreover, the farmers are prosperous, there being few unprofitable farms. New meth ods are being applied to farming and numerous suggestions along this line were made by members of the board. It. J. Weld, of Sugar Grove, repre-sentlng-tli'e Committee on Dairy and Dairy Products, reported that while the price of dairy products has in creased the past year, the' profits aro smaller, because of the Increase In tho cost of feeding stuffs. A report or floriculture was pre sented by Edwnrd Lonsdale, of Philadelphia, and George G. Hutch inson, of Warriors Mark, reported that feeding Btuffs which do not tench the legal Btnndnrd are being drawn out of the Pensylvanla mar kets. It was suggested by State Zoolo gist Surface tbnt the fruit growers should use precautionary measures to keep out moth for the eradica tion of which the Stnte of Massa chusetts expended $100,000 last year. The spread of tuberculosis among cattle has been checked, according to Stnto Veterinarian 1'earson, and the new meat inspection law Is pro ducing satisfactory results. John Hamilton, of the National Department of Agriculture, told the farmers to pay more attention to wheat growing. Ho said the pro duction of wheat in the United States wns becoming less per acre every year, and unless the matter were given attention this country in twenty years would be importing wheat Instead of shipping It abroad. Peter B. Cowan, of Brockvllle, road a paper on "Possibilities of a Smnll Dairy" and S. E. Bradfute, of Akron, discused "Growing Beef." Governor Stuart is president of tho board. R. L. Schwartz, of Mont rose County; George G. Hutchinson, Huntingdon County, and S. 8. Bly holder, Armstrong County, were elected vice presidents. The board decided to hold the May meeting at Newcastle. FARM SUPERINTENDENTS. State College (Special). There aro eighty-seven students at the Win ter courses in ngrlculturo at the Pennsylvania State College. Some of these men are studying dairy manufacture and are fitting them selves for work In creameries and cheeso factories. Some are taking the horticulture course and others aro giving their time to a study of general agriculture. Those men come from the farms nnd have good farm experience. The twelve weeks embraced in these winter courses are sufficient to give to these practical men a consider able knowledge of the underlying principles. A majority of them will return to their own farniB, but there aro some who are available for po sitions as farm superintendents when their study Is completed February 20. (Urn In Throat Caused Dentli. Oxford (Special). Leo, a 3-year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Althouse, of Andrews Bridge, re cently swallowed some corn he was chowlng. It lodged In his windpipe nnd soon devoloped a slight cough. Some days after, however, he was attacked with violent coughing spells, which local physicians could not check. He was removed to a city hospital, where an operation was performed. There convulsions seized him and death ensued Immedi ately. Two Killed On The Railroad. Reading, Pa. (Special). East bound passenger train No. 86, on the Lebanon Valley Division of tha Reading Railway, struck and in stantly killed two men near the Lebanon Valley bridge, this city. On one man was found a traveling working card Issued by Cigarmak ers' Union, No. 170, of Fort Scott. Ind., to J. H. Wlttel. An identifi cation card In the other man's poc ket was for William Long, of 1029 Eorge Street, Lebanon. Dead Sailor A Pittsburg Hoy. Pittsburg (Special). J. J. Hart nett, the sailor who died last Satur day after a fight with D. M. Man ning on January 1 on the United States training ship Cumberland, has been identified as a Pittsburg boy. HU real namo was Edward Kearna and his home 1825 Tustln Street, Soho, this city. Young Reams, who was but 20 years of age, leaves his mother, a sister and a brother, all living in this city. Hurt On Errand Of Iercy. Scranton (Special). --Whllo rush ing to the rescue of a neighbor, Mrs. John Dolan, who had fallen on tho sidewalk and broken her arm, Mrs. William Decker, of Jackson Street, fell not far from the spot and broke her leg. Both fractures are consid ered serious. Sixty Years In Oiic House, Reading (Special). William Red cay, aged 85, and his wife, SuBan, K7, living near Mohnton, held a large ly attended family reunion. Four generations were present. Their nine children are all living, six being mar ried and three single. The oldest la 65 and the youngest 39 years of age. The aged couple have been living in their present home for over sixty years. Mr. Redcay is a retired cigar maker. Both are In the enjoyment of fairly good health. Many Chester Country farmer will contest through the courts their claims to the abandoned parts of public roads which many of them have fenced "in and UBed since the old highways have been under the care of the township supervisors. The smallest motor it that made by a Germau mechanic. It la worked by a battery deposited In his coat pocket, and he uses the motor as a scarptu. It is working all the time, dimply to chow that It ic an actual working motor. It Is curious, to axe the little wheels revolving as the machine rests on the scarf.
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