DEPRESSION.'
ST CHARLES W. STITINSOX
All the landxcnpe sombre mints ire lowly eilin(t.
Drip the dull cold rnins along the furnished tlmn;
'And. though wintct winds have ceased their sullen wailu."
Still my heart taroba with its old insistent pain.
Down dry hollow noisy rivulets are swirling
Where the anowt are melting over hill and vale:
Yet the gray skies, drooping, are but dnrkly furling
Hope that erstwhile made my ipint glad and hale.
Dim and ghostly show mv neiglibot's roof-tree yasder
By the forest where the stricken river coila:
Xhua my mind, but halfway conacioua, aeema to ponder
On life failurea that now hold me in their toils.
Hint of blue sky dawn above the gloaming never,
Cloaer folds the pall of heedless, heavy gloom.
As my fancy, shadowed by misgiving, ever
PaiDts ita pallid pictures through the murky room
Heigh-ho! burly winter, why hast thou forsaken
Days of bracing sunshine, nighU of starry cold?
Come again, with wild winds, roar and rage, but waken -
Currents of good feeling, loving, happy, bold.
The Christian Register.
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I Summary Justice.
By Fred Small, Jr.
' The early sun was Just gliding the
mountain tops with splendor, when
the mining camp at Roaring Creek
had begun Its daily labor.
Pans were rapidly emptied, and
disappointment or Joy shone in the
faces of the owners as the "find" was
larger or smaller than their expecta
tion. Three months before. Roaring
Creek had sparkled in the sunshine,
dashing its clear waters over untold
wealth, and the tiny gleams of gold
had reflected the sunlight for ages,
secure from the grasping hand of
man.
But one lucky day, a prospecting
miner bad discovered the place,
claims were staked off, and the quiet
vale became a busy camp, while the
creek swept its muddy waters sullen
ly away, and eager fingers found the
bidden wealth.
One day there came slowly up the
valley a thin-faced, solemn man, who
located a claim upon the outskirts of
tlW camp a poor, despised place,
where, as Bill Scriggins said, "A fel
low might shake the pan a week an'
not find a penny's worth of dust."
But the man was quiet enough and
minded bis own business, apparently,
so they let him alone, and he was
known throughout the camp as the
"Parson."
As the days passed each miner's
face grew joyous, for bis stock of
dust steadily Increased, and the east
ern home Beemed nearer and nearer,
with its circle of loved ones, as he
worked with redoubled zeal.
Suddenly there was a panic! A
robber was at work In their midst!
The Parson was the first loser.
One morning, as they had just be
gun work, he came rushing down the
hill, bis thin face showing more ex
citement than they had ever seen
there before, and waving excitedly an
empty canvas bag. They showed him
miner's sympathy substantial sym
pathy, always found in the gold
mines and as be went Blowly back
up the hill, Jim Haines remarked.
Jokingly:
"Shouldn't, wonder ef be had more
dust than he lost. Poor feller, I
reckon he needs it, though!''
But that was not the last robbery!
la less than a week, nearly every
miner had lost his treasured store.
Even Jim Haines, who owned a great,
yellow bulldog and boasted that no
one could rob him, came down to the
claim one morning with a woeful face
and an empty canvas bag.
After talking matters over awhile
he and Bill Scriggins shouldered their
tools and went jlowly up the bed of
the creek on a prospecting tour, leav
ing Scoot, tho great yellow bulldog,
to guard their camp. When they
were well out of hearing Jim said,
cautiously:
"What d'ye think I fetched ye up
here fer. Bill?"
"Ter look for dust, I reckon," re
plied BUI.
"Not by a long chalk. I've spotted
the robber," said Jim, triumphantly,
as be laughed at bis comrade's aston
ished face.
"Go long! You hain't now?" ejac
ulated BUI.
"Yes, I hev, though. Did ye ever
see this trinket afore?"
And he placed In Bill's hand a gold
shirt button of peculiar pattern.
"Whew!"
Bill gave a prolonged whistle.
Did ye ever see it afore?" re
peated Jim.
"Yes, I hev." he answered, as be
turned It over and over, and gave
Jim a knowing wink.
"Where?" demanded Jim.
"In the Parson's shirt-front," Bill
answered.
"That's about the site of It, pard,
an the Parson's the thief. I found
this 'ere trinket side of my dust bag,"
and Jim slapped Bill's shoulder em
phatically. "It's all plain es the nose
on yer face, an' now we must trap
him. Not a word ter the rest of 'em,
till we find out sartin."
"Here's my hand, old boy. I'm
with ye thar," said Bill, as he ex
tended a horny hand for the shake
that sealed the bargain.
That was two days before the open
ing of this story. Tbe night before,
the camp had been told every circum
stance, for the Parson's guilt was
proved, and Jim had begged them to
keep at work as usual, until he and
Bill could bring the robber to them
for judgment, that tbe Parson's sus
picions might not be aroused.
Since then neither BUI nor Jim nor
the Parson bad been seen, and a
strange spirit of unrest brooded over
. the camp a premonition of coming
evil, of something they knew not
what.
The sun rosa higher, its golden
beams falling lower and lower along
the mountain sides, until Pyramid
Peak was Indeed a pyramid tf glori
ous light, and tbe valley's shadows
crept away. High up on Its rocky
nlf. the "Devil's Pulpit" hung above
, then over the dim abyss, clearly de
fined against the black month of tbe
rave behind It. For years It had over
bung the' yawning chasm, and the
Wrongest nerve- would tremble at
glance downward from its narrow
foothold.
Suddenly there came a loud report,
a tiny wreath of smoke was seen
against the black mouth of the cave;
a wild barking was heard, and a dark
form shot headlong from the brink
of the precipice.
"It's the Parson!" said Tom Law
son, in a hushed voice. "They
couldn't get him alive, so they've
sent him dead."
Dropping their pans, they all hur
ried down the creek, to where the
body lay, with more curiosity than
sorrow; for human lite was not
valued very highly In California at
that time, and a thief was as bad as
a murderer.
But the ghastly, upturned face was
not that of the Parson. It was that
of Jim Haines, their leader and com
rade, the best man in the camp.
With lark, scowling faces they
"Whal bev yer ter say why us
shouldn't pass jodgment on yer sins?"
continued Lawson.
"NothlnV answered the man. sul
lenly, and a dull red shot across his
face, while a shudder ran through
bis frame.
"That's sensible. Now, boys, we
might as well hev this business over'
with first et, last."
Lawson spoke as carelessly as
though "this business" was an every
day affair, and they withdrew ten
paces to decide upon the way to do
It; that alone was to be settled hi;
fate was certain.
While they were debating, some
for one way, some for another, but
the majority In favor of throwlug him
from the cliff, the rapid clatter of
horse's feet sounded along the rocky
path, plainly heard above the roar of
the thunder.
A horse, flecked with foam and
covered with dust, came around the
bend, and upon his bnck a bearded
man leaned forward and eagerly sur
veyed the group by the cove as he
urged on his flying steed.
His fnce was like that of an ex
ultant fiend, as his glance rested upon
the cowering wretch, guarded by the
huge dog.
"Ha. ha! I've found you at last!"
he cried, as he flung himself from
his horse and strode forward, unheed
ing the minors, who wonderlngly
made way for him. "Do you know
me, John Hanson? Are you glad to
te me?"
The Parson glared at him with
wide-open, terrified eyes, but an
swered no word, only retreated back
ward, as from some hideous spectre
of the past, until upon the very edge
of the "Devil's Pulpit." and the
stranger as silently followed to the
brink of the precipice, even the dog
recognizing his superior, mysterious
right to the prisoner.
There the stranger paused, and
looked back at the miners.
"He murdered my sister and
robbed me!" he said, in simple ex
planation. "Then I reckon you've the best
right ter him," answered Lawson.
"Ain't It so, boys?"
And as the chorus "Yes, yes!" an-
raja
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Temper in Young Babies.
In some children at eight months
or more there appears occasionally a
display of violent temper which Is
hard to control. In such a paroxysm
of rage a child will destroy anything
within his reach, screaming. In tbe
meantime, at the top of his lungs.
The only thing for the mother to do
is to keep him as still and as quiet
as possible.- It he persists in yelling,
pick him up and carry him to a quiet
place whither there Is nothing he can
i injure and leave him there. To be
In solitude Is the very best medicine
for him at such a time. Striking him
or punishing him in some manner is
rarely successful in quieting him. If
a child is quieted in such a manner, it
Is almost as bad as to leave him In a
state of anger, for the emotion of fear
has only been substituted for the emo
tion of anger and there Is little
gained for tbe child. If mothers
were only more honest with them
selves in this respect, it would be
better for thein as well as for their
children.
How many women excuse their own
hasty temper with the thought that
they had only the child's welfare at
heart, queries a writer in Dressma
king at Home? The truth of the mat
ter was that they, themselves, were
overcome with anger for the time
being and lost control of themselves.
No calm and loving mother will strike
her child. Pittsburg Dispatch.
What "They" Wear.
"The absurd prejudices by which
some women permit themselves to be
governed puzzle me," said the West
Side woman. "They are without rea
son or Intelligence, yet women bow
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Stealing a million is genius.
Stealing $500,000, sagacity.
Stealing $100,000, shrewdness.
Stealing $50,000, misfortune.
Stealing $25,000, irregularity.
Stealing $10,000, misappropriation.
Stealing $5000, speculation.
Stealing $2500, embezzlement.
Stealing $1250, swindling.
Stealing $100, larceny.
Stealing $10, theft.
Stealing a ham, war on society,
without both et you getting a little
bit hurt at the very least?
Of course you didn't.
More likely you both became very
Indignant.
Most of us are the better for crict
clsm. but few of us are able to receive
much of it without feeling, even If
we do not show It, a wee bit of re
sentment toward those who give the
criticism.
In view of that a little plan which
a certain college Greek-letter society
uses, seems to be very valuable.
The sorority has a question box.
Into this box at each meeting of the
society the members drop questions
and suggestions in regard to the con
duct of the. other members.
Theso comments and suggestions
the president fishes out of the box
and reads aloud to the society.
They are unsigned, of course, so
that nobody knows who writes what.
They are put in a kindly, sometimes
half humorous spirit, and they are
always couched so as to hurt as little
and help as much as possible.
"If X represents the distance at
which you can hear Mary's laugh,
how many miles off can you hear
Alice's green tie?" is the way in
which a suggestion that Mary modu
late her laugh and Alice wear a some
what less "loud" tie is presented.
"Freshmen who cut more than half
their recitations seldom get A's. Does
Elsie know this-?" is a gentle hint for
Elsie to be a little more regular in
her attendance at classes.
In this way the members get the
Invaluable opportunity to see them
selves "as others see them" without
getting an opportunity to feel hurt.
Why isn't this a good suggestion
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Crab Canapes. Melt one tablespoonful of butter and
fry it in one small onion chopped fine. Add two tablespoon
fuls of flour and cook thoroughly. Add one cupful of stock
and cook until thick, stirring constantly. Add the meat of a
dozen and a half boiled crabs. Cook for fifteen minutes and
set away to cool. Melt one tablespoonful of butter, add one
tablespoonful of flour and cook thoroughly. Add two ounces
each of grated Parmesan and Swiss cheese and stir until
melted. Set away to cool. Toast or fry circles of bread.
Spread thickly with the crab meat and put in a ball of the
cheese mixture in the centre of each circle. Set into a hot
oven for five minutes and serve immediately.
gathered around it and muttered
vows of vengeance.
Bill Scriggins came down the rocky
path behind them, and was greeted
with questioning silence.
"The Parson done it," he said, hur
riedly, "an' Scoot has got him in the
cave up there now. We found him
a-packln' up tbe dust ter leave, but
he's done fer poor Jim."
"Come, boys!" said Tom Lawson.
"You all know what a murderer de
serves. Get yer shootln'-irons ready
an' we'll go up and bold court over
that fellow."
Each man knew what he meant,
but there was no hesitation,
With revolvers tightly clenched,
and stern, .set faces, they followed
Bill, as he silently led the way up the
winding path; and, as it In unison
with man s' wrath, dark, hurrying
clouds overspread tbe sky; the low,
distant tumble of thunder was heard,
and it was evident that one of Cali
fornia's rare thunder storms was at
band. '
As they neared the cave the dog
could be seen, his eyes gleaming, his
Hps drawn back from his sharp, white
teeth, as with low, angry growls he
guarded his master's murderer; and
Inside, outlined against the black
ness, the Parson stood at bay, his
eyes flashing, his thin face flushed
and wearing a desperate, defiant look.
The wretch knew that he had
played his game and lost; knew
what fate he must expect at the hands
of tbe angry miners, who would form
a vigilance committee and judge him
in their own quick, decisive way.
A few paces from the cave they
halted, and Tom Lawson said, in a
tone of command
"Parson, come for'ard! '
One glance at tbe muzzles of fifty
revolvers that covereu him one
glance at the resolute, unpltying faces
above-them and; dropping his own
weapon, he obeyed the order, cowed
and bewildered by the superior num
bers opposing him.
Out Into tbe light he came, know
ing well that he would never see the
dawn of another day, and accepting
his fate In sullen despair.
He looked at tbe little strlj of blue
sky that remained unclouded at tbe
black, inky billows that were sweep
ing over It at tbe dog that jealously
guarded him at the stem faces of
his Judges, and at the yawning abyss,
where, a thousand feet below, bis vic
tim lay, with white, upturned face.
Away to the left lightning flashed
Incessantly, and the thunder was a
continual jarring roar, seeming to
shake the mountain to its foundation.
Evidently tbe coming storm was no
ordinary one.
"Now, Parson, what hev ye ter say
fer yourself?" demanded Lawson.
The wretch folded his arms and an
swered only by bait-defiant smile.
Of what use was It to say anything
for himself? There was nothing to
say Inside ot tbe cave lay a pile of
dull, yellow ddst hie plunder half-1
concealed in tne canvas square in
which he had thought to tie It up. At
tho foot of the precipice lay his vic
tim, and before htm stood his judges.
swered, the stranger turned to his
victim with a queer smile, and said.
slowly:
"John Hanson, for four years I
have tracked you, but always too late.
Now you are In my power, and If you
escape at all, it will be by a full con
fession of your crimes. Where did
you bury my sister's body?"
"At the foot of the great oak tree
In the garden ( where we lived,"
groaned the marl.
"Ah, you did kill her then? You
confess It?"
And great drops of agony glistened
upon the stranger's face, but he con
trolled bis feelings, and continued:
"In what bank did you place tbe
money you Btole from me?"
"Tbe Miner's Bank."
"And what' reason con you urge
why I should not shoot you as you
stand?" asked tbe stranger, coolly
drawing a revolver from his belt.
The first, fast-falling drops were
spotting the rocks, and the thunder
roared with terrific strength, while
tho black clouds bid Pyramid Peak
from view, and the waters of Roaring
Creek foamed and daBhed along a
thousand feet below the cowering
wretch, who seemed but a speck
'twixt heaven and earth.
"Spare me, Benton! I'll give It all
back. . I never'U cross your path
again!" sbrleked the wretched man
as he fell upon, his knees.
"Did you spare my only sister when
she knelt to you? Monster, can you
restore her to me?" asked, Benton,
iternly. "However, I'll give you your
choice of deaths; I have no wish to
murder you. You can jump, or I'll
fire; and I give you five minutes to
decide!"
So saying, he turned and walked
back several paces to where the
miners stood, watching events; then
he faced his shuddering victim, and
waited in silence.
His face was as cold and immov
able as though chiseled from solid
marble, and his eyes never left tbe
watch on which he counted the sec
onds ot a life.
There came a blinding flash, a
crash, a jar, a piercing shriek ot ag
ony, and the narrow ledge of rock,
with its kneeling burden, disappeared
from sight.
Tbe choice. was made, but not by
man. A thunderbolt had been the
executioner.
Two hours later the stranger was
slowly returning to his home. His
weary search was overhand his sister
avenged.'
Pyramid Park arose fair and gilt
terlng In the sunlight; each tiny leaf
glistened, and earth smiled with an
added beauty after the terrible tem
pest. Tbe sua shone upon tbe miners,
who reverently burled the bodies of
both murdered and victim, and the
sky was as serenely beautiful as
though no such thing as crime had
ever marred tbe lovelfaess of earth"
life.
A four-hundred-pound halibut was
recently displayed In London,
down to them and serve them as if
1 they were revelations from on high.
"Last spring I needed a new wrap
for afternoon wear and I decided to
get a cape. I selected a rich, hand
some shade of blue just the shade
that the old masters used in their
pictures of the Madonna. It is not
conspicuous, nor too light for sub
stantial, daytime wear. The first
time I appeared in the cape I said to
a friend, 'How do you like my new
wrap?'
" 'Why, it's a cape!' she exclaimed,
In disapproving amazement. I ad
mitted the obvloiiB fact.
" 'But they don't wear capes In
the daytime; only in the evening!'
"I protested as mildly as I could
that I had naught to do with the
wearing apparel of 'they,' but was
free to choose my own. She looked
utterly unconvinced, and finally I
aBked her if she could tell me any
reason, moral, spiritual, ethical, or
even mental, psychic or physical, why
I should not wear a cape in the day
time if It seemed to meet my need.
Of . course she could not, but she
tossed her bead and simply reiterated,
Nobody's wearing them.'
"Now, this fall, she has a cape a
bright paprika color, as much more
conspicuous than mine as you can im
agine. Of course I laughed at her
when I saw It. She looked utterly
surprised to think I should comment
on lt.and said, with an air of absolute
finality, 'Oh. well, they are wearing
them now!"' New York PreBs.
Kindness of the Well-Bred.
A well-bred persou never forgets
the rlghtB of others, nor forgets the
respect due to old age. The well
bred porson never under any circum
stances causes another grief or puin,
nd la conversation avoids contradic
tion and argument. He will not boast
of any achievement, especially to the
less fortunate, and he will not talk
about bis own troubles or ailments;
people may be sorry, but do not care
to bear such things.
He will not be unwise enough to
think that good Intentions never car
ried out compensate for bad manners,
and will not bore bis companions by
exhortations upon "self" or any pri
vate affairs. He will never make re
marks about the peculiarities of oth
ers; we all have peculiarities if we
looked for or acknowledged them.
He does not use bad language; he
does not forget a promise or an en
gagement of any kind; it It is worth
making It is worth keeping.
, He is agreeable and courteous to
(so-called) Interiors as well as to tbe
superiors (often so-called also), and
will only have one set ot manners
for home and abroad.
He will not when at table eat so
noisily as to be heard by others, or
drop toast in his soup or "sop" up
sauces on his plate with pieces of
bread; he will never Oil bis mouth
and try to enter Into conversation,
He will not attract attention in public
places by loud talk or laughter. In
short, his refinement ot manner and
gentleness ot speech will also shine
forth upon all occasions anl at all
times. Philadelphia Record,
Tell One's Faults.
Did you ever when you were
young and eager and unversed in the
lore of human nature ever say to
some other person equally young and
eager, "Let's tell each other our
faults?" '
Of course you did.
And did you ever by any chance
get through that fault telling session
not only for the college society or
other club, but also for the home?
Why not have a question box to be
opened once a week by mother?
Of course the writing might give
the authorship away in so small a
circle, but no one but mother need
see the Blips, and surely she can keep
her own counsel.
We often see those whom we love
making foolish little mistakes when
the right word spoken In just the
right way might make them see their
folly.
Here is a splendid chance to speak
that right word in as kind a wuy us
possible. Ruth Cameron, in the
Washington Herald.
Lace girdles are seen.
Coat gowns are to continue pop
ular. The jabot Is getting longer and
longer.
Chantilly lace Is once more In
fashion.
A- new material for blouses is toile
de sole.
Rows of gilt bullet buttons trim
tailored coats.
There is a steady tendency toward
narrower skirts.
Gray velvet and silver buttons look
well together.
A girl can have her hat ri large as
she wants it now.
Shepherd plaids are appearing once
more In all colors.
Cactus red, a very brilliant tint, is
one of the late colors.
Some of the new hats have em
broidered velvet crowns.
Large silver buttons are the fasten
ings on a smart separate coat of small
shepherd p'-ald In black and white.
Gauze with a contrasting color for
lining Is resorted to often for elab
orate effect In both gowns and coats.
Velvet In black and deep rich tones
Is very much In favor for formul
gowns, and especially for walkiug
suits.
Narrow bands of fur aro being used
for tho coiffure, chinchilla for bru
qettes and sable for blondes being
tbe usual choice.
Square or oblong buckles or mar
quisette, matching one's evening
gown in color, are an effective ad
junct to many a costume.
White cotton crepe will bo used as
last year. Some waists of this ma
terial are now seen, rich with elab
orate designs embroidered in colors.
Wrapped, swathed and draped ef
fects, with huge fiat or flapping bows
are at present the fad in millinery,
and only broad ribbons cau be used.
Children's stylos are strongly Na
poleonic. They, as well as their moth
ers, are wearing tbe military coat
without tbe capes, fastened up the
aide, with heavy gold or braid frogs.
As a happy medium betweeu tbe
high waist line of the dlrectoire
period and the low line of the moyen
age, the girdle, more attractive than
ever, has been placed on many of the
newest gowns.
Elaborations have reached the
skirts, aud in place of tbe long, plain
draperies, which were so plentiful
last year, one finds now skirts that
are as much mases of needlework of
one kind or mother a the waists.
Plenty of Fresh Air.
The barns which are warmest are
not the most healthful for sheep.
What sheep want Is plenty of fresh
air and freedom from cold winds and
storms. They do not care how cold
it Is, if snow and fierce blasts do not
reach them. Farmers' Home Journal.
Old Ewes.
Old ewes, such as are not desired
by the butchers and can frequently b9
purchased at a very reasonable price,
can be economically carried through
tbe winter, and after lambing time In
the spring, they can be culled out
and tbe poorest ones fattened and
sold. Farmers' Home Journal.
Growing Sound Horses.
Illinois has taken a step forward in
horse growing. The Legislature of
that State passed a law prohibiting
owners from standing stallions for
public servlco without a certiflcati of
soundness from some licensed veter
inarian. As like produces like, the
inhibition of unsound stallions from
the breeding ranks of the horse In
dustry ot Illinois will greatly assist
breeders In Improving the quality and
soundness ot horses. Several other
States have stallion inspection laws
to eliminate unsound breeding ani
mals from tho horse industry, and
the action of Illinois will greatly as
sist In the movement to Improve the
horses of the country. Indiana
Farmer.
The Cow Stable.
One of the best method3 of man
aging the cow stable is to scatter
about a pint of phosphate every day
In the gutter behind every cow, says
Hoard's Dairyman. Sprinkle a little
at the bottom of the gutter so It will
come in contact with the urine and
the balance on top just before hauling
out of tbe stable. Sprinkle it also
In the calf stables, hog pons an i poul
try roosts. Hogs wore found eagerly
eating it when sprinkled on their
sleeping floor. This would seem to
Indicate that they felt the need of this
element In their food. Phosphate en
ters into the economy of all bodily
growth to a very important extent,
especially in its relation to the sup
port of the brain and nervous system.
rigpen Pointers.
Don't give your hogs too much
bran. Even when mixed with other
feed It is not very desirable for them.
It is too bulky and contains too much
fibrous matter.
One ot the best foods for pigs is
skimmed milk and "Injun" meal.
Never keep swine on a stone or ce
ment floor in winter without provid
ing plenty of straw for a warm bed.
A cold or damp floor at this time of
the year is very likely to cause rheu
matism. Avoid giving the brood sows too
much coru. It tends to make small,
weak bones.
Never change feed for swine too
abruptly. It is apt to disarrange
their systems.
Are you breeding sows that are
good feeders? If not, the milk supply
ot their offsprings may ba inade
quate. Don't try raising too many pigs un
less you have got good blood to start
with. The boar is of as much conse
quence as the sow. Fred O. Sibley,
ta tbe Epltomlst.
Cowpeas and Oats
A correspondent asks the difference
between Canada field peas and our
cowpeas for a forage crop. The Can
ada pea is ot the same species as cow
peas, but is acclimated to tho colder
section, whereas cowpeas do well in
this latitude. As stated by a writer
on the subject, botn aro rich in pro
tein, and when the blue grass pas
tures are becoming short and dry in
latter days of June and first days of
July, cowpeas come handy. Stock of
all kinds are very fond of peas; bogs
eat them readily and put on flesh
rapidly, especially after pods are well
set. As a soil crop for milch cows It
Is excellent both as to yield and fine
flavored goods. After the crop ripeus
It makes one of the best ot hays,
richer in milk and flesh forming nutri
ment in comparison with clover hay;
It Is thirteen per cent, of protein In
peas to ten per cent. In clover hay,
and in fat forming or carbohydrates
it stands the same as clover.
In sowing peas it is well to sow at
same time as oats; they help to hold
up the peas and help to cure the crop.
To sow the crop, sow one and one-half
bushels of peas ou the land before
plowing; then plow three and one
bait inches deep, or on loose land
four inches is better; then sow forty
pounds et oats and barrow In, Tho
crop is cut for hay in this latitude
just before the oats harvest. Canadu
peas have the same effect ou laud that
clover has, and the crop yields well
ou quite thin land. Indiana Farmer,
Egg Composition,
Some years ago Professor James
Dryden delivered au address before
tbe Utah Farmers' Institute, from
which this extract is worthy of re
publication: A short study of the composition
of wheat and ot eggs will explain
why a profitable egg yield cannot be
expected from wheat alone. Suppos
ing you feed a hen which weighs S.5
pounds, 3.26 ounces of wheat a day.
Ot course a hen ot that weight would
not long consume that weight of
wheat alone. Supposing, further,
that the hen uses 2.75 ounces ot that
for tbe malntainance of the body;
that leaves halt an ounce to be con
verted Into eggs, assuming that all
the food Is digested, which of course
Is sot tbe case. In half an ouuee ot
wheat there la about .08 of an ounce
ot protein. 80 that, assuming that
the ben consumes and digests 1.85
ounces ot wheat per day, and that
he uses I.T5 ounces ot that for
malntalnanco of the body, there is
available each day just one-fourth
enough protein for an egg. ' In other
words. It will take four day to get
tbe necessary amount ot protein tor
as (. But, the gg baa other cob-
anrv
stltuents; so has wheat. The half
ounce of wheat contains about ona
and one-half times as much carbo
hydrates and fat as one egg contains.
The hen fed on wheat alone has a
surplus of one material and a de
ficiency of another. In other words,
she has enough carbohydrates and
fat to make an egg and a half a day,
but has only protein enough to make
one egg In six days You place the
hen in an awkward position by feed
ing her wheat alone. Wheat does not
contain the egg making materials in
proportion. Corn is even worse than
wheat in this respect.
Sheep on Shores.
Some time afio 1 was asked as to
what would be a fair and Just con
tract for a flock of sheep let out on
shares, writes K. P. Snyder, In Ohio
Farmer.
A half century ago letting sheep
for half the wool and half the In
crease was the common custom. It
was an exorbitant rate for the lessee
to pay and I knew of no farm enter
prise that would bring the owner of
the sheep such a per cent, of profit
as sheep let on such terms. The cus
tom has been obsolete In this vicinity
for many years and has given way to
tho practice of lettelng for a term of
years usually three at two pounds
of wool per head each year, the lessee
keeping the ewe lambs to replnlsh the
flock and returning to the owner at
the expiration of the contract the
original number of choice young ewes.
These terms I believe to be fair
and at most nearly just to both par
ties. While two pounds of wool per
head each year may be considered
a heavy rate of interest on the value
of the ews let. It must be remembered
that sometimes the sheep returned
are not worth as much as the ewes
let.
Just now good breeding ewes read
ily bring from $6 to $7 per head;
three years from this time they may
not be worth half as much. Some
times, however, they may be worth
more when returned than when let.
It frequently happens that the flock
is allowed to deteriorate on account
ot unskillful handling. I have fre
quently had that experience myself.
I once bought fifty ewes at $3.50
per head, letting them all out to the
same man. Ho knew little about
sheep and seemed to care less. They
came back in a terrible plight, and I
offered to sell them at fifty cents per
head, but got no takers. Besides be
ing very thin they had contracted foot
rot and were a pitiable sight. I
cured them of the foot rot, fed them
up and made them quite a respectable
flock, but besides the labor they lost
me plenty of money.
I don't advise taking sheep on
shares. The man who does it pays
a good rate of interest. Better have
a proprietor's Interest. Buy a few
good ewes, breed to a pure-bred ram
of the same breed. Keep only the
very best ewe lambs, give them the
best care and you will soon own it
flock to be proud of. But I have
known men to start a flock by taking
a few sheep on shares who never
would have had sheep in any other
way. They made no mistake. Don't
think, though, that the path of the
man who lets sheep is all strewn with'
flowers. Sometimes it is mighty
rou;:h and thorny.
Murvcllous Cycling.
Once again the conversation bad
veered around to thrilling adventures.
"That reminds me of an experience
I had some time ago," remarked a,
member. "I was riding a brakeless
bicycle down a steep hill, when all of
a sudden tho chain snapped and I ca
reened down tho rest of the hill
quicker than greased lightning.
"The road down the hill took a
turn at direct right angles, and in
tho corner ot the angle stood a cot
tage. I was wondering what tbe ver
dict would be at the inquest when I
saw a man rest a plank ot wood
against the eaves ot the cottage.
"I went straight for the plank, over
the roof and down the other side.
Luckily, the cottager's wife and
daughters were shaking carpets, and.
alighting on au outstretched carpet, I
was gently lowered to the ground."
A dead, dull silence descended on
the company, which was broken by
the hissing of a soda siphon. Tit
Bits.
The ICurthquuke Wave.
Sc'ismoloslBts eay that every great
earthquake causes pulsations which
extend for thousands of miles In all
directions on tbe globe, and one emi
nent authority has likened such pul
sations to the long low swells that
sweep across the ocean. Not long
ago au attempt was made to meas
ure the heightb and length ot the
waves of an earthquake that occurred
in Greece, tbe pulsations of which
were perceived by the aid ot a spe
cially constructed pendulum at Blrm.
Ingham In England. Tbe pulsations,
or waves, passed through the rocky
crust ot the earth with a velocity ot
about two miles a second, and each
of the largest ot them, according to
the Investigator, must have been
about twenty-eight miles In length,
hut only halt an Inch in height!
Harper's Weekly.
Governor Tod's Answer.
General James Grant Wilson, who
knew Lincoln well, face to face, bas
recorded in bis recent "Recollections"
one of the very few Instances In
which anybody ever "put one over"
on Father Abraham.
During an Interview with David
Tod, the war Governor of Ohio, the
President took occasion to romark:
"You are perhaps aware, Governor,
that my wife Is member ot the Todd
family ot Kentucky, and they all spell
their name with two d's. How to 11
that you use but one?" "Mr. Presi
dent," came the reply, "God spell
His name with one d, and one la
enough for the Governor ot Ohio."
New York and New Jersey togetbet
contained about 15,000 Catholic a
century ago. where now the New York
diocese alone baa over 1,200,001
members with 130 churches-