if REVIEW. Dimly the spent days arrange tnemselves In rows) Backward we look upon the serried tiles; And what strong heart would fnin recall the Mow, Fate-struck the wearinens, the tears, the smiles? We did not live m we had planned to do: ' We did not wall: the path our eyes desrricd; What deemed we sweet turned out but hitter m: Out firstling joys came fair, but quickly die-'. Still the mosaic Life so dettly wrought Within the halls of memory is hung. As wonderful as if the things we sought Had nil been found, and all our snugs been sung. Richard Wightnian, in Hampton's Magazine. Lonely Miss Barbara, BY MRS. T. GOD TREY. ;,,. From envy, hatred and watching them as they turned awajr, and the girl's voice floated back to her on the breeze, thrilling her with Its music. "Isn't she a pretty darling. Eric? Now if father's Miss Babs were like her how delighted I should be!" . The next afternoon when Miss Bar bara sat In her little parlor, looking more than ever like a Dresden china figure, with her soft gray Bilk gown and snowy fichu, and softly plied sil ver hair, the girl came alone. "Eric has gone fishing," she ex plained. And as she sipped the scented tea out of the precious egg shell china and nibbled the home made dainties, she chatted merrily to the little lady. "We've taken the house on the hill the one that looks down upon this so we shall see a lot of you, I hope. We've been married three months, and have never settled down any where yet, but we like this quaint lit tle place, and the people, and the country. After Oregon It's such a change!" Miss Barbara's heart Jumped at the name of Oregon, then she blushed. "Do you know Oregon well, then, Mrs. " She paused. "Dale Margaret Dale' said the girl smiling. ' LtJ malice, and all uncharltableness . The rector's rich, full voice floated down the hushed church, rousing echoes In Miss Barbara Lynn's shriv eled heart. She dropped her head in her hands with a little sigh, and Joined her tremulous treble to the re soonie: "Good Lord, deliver us!" Then she cowered down with a shiver, peeping at the girl in front of her between her fingers. How fresh, how young, how happy she seemed as she knelt close by the young man, ev idently her lover. Miss Barbara's eyes moistened. Something in the girl's rosy face re minded her of days long dead. The swift movement of the small, brown hand as It slid confidently into the young man's, under the pew ledge, sent a quiver of exquisite pain into the old maid's breast. With a gasp she closed her eyes, and tried to con centrate her thoughts on the prayers. But instead they wandered back Into the glade of youth, aud, with the tantalizing image ot those two before her, a feeling ot rebellion against ber fate surged over her, and she felt her self Indeed a hyprocrite. for the Lord had not yet delivered ber from the throes of envy. The sense of her shortcoming over whelmed her with horror, and al though force of habit made her chime in with the congregation, her mind was in a country lane, her heart throbbing with the remembrance of a tall youth, with sun-kissed curls and blue eyes like the blue of heaven. For years she bad not so let her mind dwell on such things, but had lived her quiet life feeling that she was "going softly," that nothing pained her much nor gave her exces sive joy, imagining that her heart had died in the lane flecked with dancing shadows of leaves and the golden light of the setting sun, when her lover had kissed her good-by, long year3 ago. Ar.d lo, the sight of a strange, handsome young couple had awak ened the old aching pain, and re minded her of what might have been! The rustle of the rising crowd swept through the building like the ru3h of a hurried sea. Mechanically Blie rose also, her sweet face flushed by the pink of emotion, ber eyes shin ing dark through unshed tears, ber snow-white hair ruffled by nervous hands. Shu must be bravo. Lovers still thronged the world, though she had tad her day and was no longer young. She opened her hymn book and held if upside down, for the girl's hair clr.in-.ed her attention. It shone like burnished brass, and here and thera a captured Bunbeam dazzled the en chanted eye with elfllke mischief. Miss Barbara's bands trembled so violently as she looked, that she dropped the book Into the seat be fore her. The girl turned quickly and handed it back, with such a smile of bewitching charm, and sparkling dimples, that Miss Barbara quailed, young bride, with a chuckle. "He's The blue dancing eyes pierced her to ' searching for his first love now. Of 'the soul, and sent her bewildered I course he's quite serious, but I can ti:o.i3h!s clrclias back to the forbid- assure- you we are not. Think of It, den mst. Miss Lynn; he wants to find the girl Wi.en the voice of the people , he loved twenty-five years ago. . Ho "No, no!" whispered Miss Barbara. "Go on. This story Interests me. I have heard of one so like It." "Well, as a man mustn't remain faithful to another man's wife, father married also. My '...other died two years ago, and father retired then. Soon after we came to Ohio, and he heard that his first love had never married. It was her wicked old fath er who had spread the He. So now father Is looking for her." A long silence succeeded her words. Miss Barbara sat stiff and straight in her chair, one bright spot on either cheek. She dared not move, for the room seemed swimming around, and hundreds of eyes, the blue of heaven, looked at her from every corner. Through a fog came Margaret's laughing voice: "And of course she'll be a frump a sour old thing! Ah, If she could only be like you!" Twilight descended upon the house, whiffs of newly mown hay came in through the open window, one ray of the setting sun threw a shaft ot light across the room. It fell on Mrs. Dale's upturned fae, and, for a mo ment. Miss Barbara held her breath.' For In the girl's place she saw her lover, as he looked long years ago. "Yee, I have heard a story like that before'," she said. In tremulous tones; "perhaps I know Miss Babs. And, it it is the same, she loves htm now, as then. She may be a frump, my dear, and sour for life Is hard to the lone ly but If she can give him the love he craves, If he can give her the Joy a father robbed her of, would you still wish them apart?" Margaret dropped her burning face, "No, perhaps not. If It were love, such love as that I know. But can It be? She Is old and rusty, perhaps." "His love will rub hers bright. Once she was young, like you. Could your love die? What Is your father's name?" "Carrol Lyle. Colonel Carrol Lyle." The drumming at Miss Barbara's heart quickened, and the hot blood hissed and boiled within her brain. She seemed to hear the clash of thun der, and stood one more In the tree 1 1 I I i i Mi 1 ROOSEVELTISMS FROM THE EX-PRESIDENT'S BEhtiN SPEECH. The play of new forces Is as evident in the moral and spiritual world as In the world of the mind and body. Forces for good and forces for evil are everywhere evident, each act ing with a hundred or a thousand fold the intensity with which it acted In former ages. One of the prime dangers of civilization has always been Its tendency to cause the loss ot the virile virtues of the fighting edge. When men get too comfortable and lead too luxurious lives there is always danger lest the softness eat like an acid into their manliness ot fiber. We cannot afford to develop any one set of qualities, any one set ot activities, at the cost of seeing others, equally necessary, atrophied. There has never been a greater need of a high and fine religious spirit than at the present time. It would be worse than folly on our part to Ignore our need ot Intellectual leadership. Unjust war is to be abhorred; but woe to the nation that does not make ready to hold Its own In time ot need against all who would harm It. Finally, this world movement of civilization, this move ment which is now felt throbbing in every corner of the globe, should bind the nations of the world together, while yet leaving unimpaired that love ot country in the Individual citi zen which is essential to the world's well-being. HI I 1 I f: i hi V26r zz Mm. Choate Resigned. Mrs. William O. Choate resigned as president of the Woman's Exchange at the last annual meeting. The ex change was founded by Mrs. Choate thirty-two years ago and she had served as president ever since. Since its foundation It has paid more than $1,500,000 to consignees. During the year Just closed Its sales amount ed to $78,000, ot which $68,588 was paid to consignees. Mrs. W. V. Law rence was elected to succeed Mrs. Choate, and Mrs. Catherine Lambert succeeded Mrs. Lawrence as vice president. New York Sun. si3 Suffrage Settlements. Professor Frances Squire Potter and Professor Mary Gray Peck are to be at the head of the work of organ izing suffrage settlements throughout the country. The settlements are to be under the auspices If not the actual control of the National Woman's Suf. frage Association. The Idea is said to have originated with Mrs. O. H. P. Belmont, who at her own expense es tablished two in New York, one in Harlem and the other on Henry street. Baltimore, Chicago and Spo kane caught the idea at once and set tlements have already been estab lished in all three cities. New York Sun. Diamonds May He Engraved. A Parisian inventor has devised tools for the engraving of the surface of diamonds, and thus has opened up a new field in Jewelry. Wonderfully beautiful effects can be produced. The new Instrument enables a skilled engraver to portray flowers with all their foliago on a diamond, and de signs of various kinds. It has enabled a diamond cutter to cut a diamond into the form of a ring, polished on the Inside, and cover tho upper sur face with artistic designs. Another diamond has been carved like a fish. The design of a bicycle has been en- women," In the tincouth prehistoric language, resounded from crag to crag, like thunder In the Alps. The old woman that Professor Keith hag discovered and the new woman that has discovered herself are sisters across the centuries. Philadelphia Ledger. Don't Marry the Man Who Is selfish. Who Is a pessimist. Who Is a spendthrift. Whose word you cannot reiy upon. Who never works unless he has to. Whose highest ambition is to be come rich. Who Is (namby-pamby, weak and effeminate. Who has no sympathy with your Ideals and aspirations. Who Is always making excuses for not meeting engagements. Who believes that , all courting should be done before marriage. Who believes that a woman should have no Interests outside her home. Who Is unsympathetic, cold and deaf to any demands outside of busi ness. Who loses his temper and Indulges In profanity on the slightest provoca tion. . Who is always thinking of himself and expects everybody else to wait on him. Who regards a gambling debt as a debt of honor and a tailor's bill as a nuisance. Who lets his landlady wait for her rent while he puffs out the money In expensive cigars. Who is so dreamy or Impractical as to seriously impair his ability to support a family. Who thinks that a comfortable home and plenty to eat and wear should satisfy any woman. Who thinks that the woman who gets him for a husband will be lucky beyond the rest of her sex. AVho is secretive and constantly The Auto Question. I have received several letters from parties asking as to my plan to con trol automobiles, control of roads, etc. My plan Is to form civic leagues and enforce the present laws, patrol all roads and compel all parties to comply with our existing laws. I mean all travelers, be they autoists or farmers, and I mean all travel. If you or any other man In Indiana can suggest anything better or more Just write me. This has been my reply to all private letters. J. J. New. It the people are satisfied with the present laws, and If they can be in duced to organize, as you suggest, your plan may work, but these are big ifs. We don't believe either of them can be compassed. But let us hear from others on this subject. Indiana Farmer. Rusliel of Corn and Butter. Cows of fair quality only, such ns will make 250 to 300 pounds of but ter per year, when properly fed make three pounds of butter each bushel of corn or oats, when the two grains are ground together and fed. Surely that Is a better market for corn than when sold as grain is sold on the market. Referring to this matter Hoards' Dairyman says: "There never was a time when it paid as good & profit as It does to-day to feed a cow well. Think ot it. Three pounds of butter in a bushel of corn. That Is nearly $1 worth of butter. What kind of a farmer must a man be that will not turn grain into butter at that price? One great trou ble ie that these farmers have not taken pains to breed good cows that it will pay a big profit to feed well. If ever a farmer fed well he should do It now." IT "Yes, I've lived In Oregon all my life until the last year. Father you'll see him soon, for he comes to morrow left Ohio as a young man. He says he left his heart behind, but, for all that, he married, and I'm his only child." The heavenly blue eyes thrilled Miss Barbara again. Her Hps trem bled slightly. i "It Is rather amusing to hear ol father's love affair," continued the scared up on high, Miss Barbara's re waincd silent. The thrill of the music Edded to her emotion, she closed her eyes, and Imagined she was luukins once more into those like the blue of heaven. Again she felt the loved arms around her and leaned against the brave young breast, while on her chaste lipg she felt a kiss. Then, suddenly, a cold wind swept over her, and the murmur of voices fell on her ears. With a shudder she raised her heavy eyelids and stared around in surprise, for she was out In the sun-baked churchyard, on the 'oft, green grass, and the blue-eyed 8lrl was bending over her, anxiety in ner pretty face. "Do you feel better?" she asked. "Yes," Btammered Miss Barbara, her cheeks unfurling the flag of con fusion as her gaze fell on the young roan, wbo was supporting her in bis arms. He helped her to her feet. "You fainted," he explained, "and we brought you out." She smiled, wondering what they ouid say. if she told them she had not fainted, that she had merely rested In the arms of her long-lost love and said good-bye once more. ... 'U g001 of Von," she murmured. I felt queer, I remember. This Is he first tUne I have ever done audi a foolish thing. Thank you very wuch for your Wndness. And now I w"l go home." But In spite of her protestations they Insisted on accompanying ber up the long village street. And as she walked between them, a tiny, dainty ngure, with ber sweet, wlldrose face, nd silver hair, her heart regained Us calm and she met the girl's blue eyes 'tn a thrill ot pleasure. Yes, the Ijlrl was beautiful and good. Bbs deserved all the happiness the world could give, an lt tad wlthhsld from her. A tn ttle whit cottagecovered with roses and Ivy, where Visa Bar uara lived with one faithful maid, ta Wo parted the best of friends. . v I win come and see you to-mor-w," atd th. girl, laying her fresh "PS on Barbara'! soft .cheek. "If I may." ' "Yes, do. Come to tea, both ol you, added Miss Barbara shyly, as glancsd back Into the youth's drk fac. I Tbsb.. for a moment, aba stood does not realize that she Is now prob ably a fearful old frump, with a loisg, thin face, flat feet, no waist and a wig.'.' "My dear, my dear," quavered Miss Barbara, a sharp pain at her heart, for twenty-five years back she also bad loved her blue-eyed youth, and, although she had grown old, she did not think she was a frump. She looked furtively across at her reflection In the mirror. She was old, yes, seen by the girl, but frumpish, never! How hard and unsympathetic was happy youth! "You may laugh," continued Mar garet, "for you are so pretty, so sweet yourself! But think of my dear fatlv er remaining faithful to auch a scare crow! Can we allow him to find her?" "It your father married he did not always remain faithful," said Miss Barbara, demurely, her heart swelling with fellow feeling for the lonely frump. "And are you sure that she is so objectionable?" . Margaret laughed. "No, but we suppose It. A soured, disappointed old maid. Ob, don't 1 you know the type?" "I'm an old maid, also," aald Mlsa I Barbara, stiffly. "You, my dear, are one of God's prettiest creatures. Now, if you were Miss Babs, well and good, but you aren't, worse luck." Miss Barbara started. Then, in a low voice, she asked: "Is that her name?" "Barbara is ber Christian name. I don't know her surname. Dad would never tell lt to me. Miss Babs ha calls her, but we say, 'Babs the Im possible,' for she is quits Impossible, I am sure." Miss Barbara smoothed out the folds of her dress with trembling fing ers and averted ayes. "Does he love her very much?" she quavered. "ile's mad to And her, ' Yes, ha loved ber and sbs loved him, hut her father wouldn't allow them to be married, and she hadn't the strength to go against his will. Ia those days (IrU feared their fathers, strange to tell! Bo father said good-bye, and want away, Intending to return later and auk for hsr again, but h heard that she was married, and why, bow pal yon are I Do you feci ill?" she exclaimed, springing fsrwar. so licitude apa hsr fas. shadowed lane, his arms around her, his lips on hers. The nett day, after her lunch, Miss Barbara climbed into her attic. Here, as elsewhere in the cottage, not a speck of dust was to be seen, not a sign ot disorder. Miss Barbara opened an old oak trunk, and bent over its contents with a smile. Gently she raised soft folds of white drapery, and shook out a dainty muslin gown. Pure and sim ple, lt seemed ready for immediate use. Then, ere she turned aside, she drew out a packet of weather-worn letters. From them there fell the miniature of a young man the man she bad thought faithless to her long years ago. Glad tearB sprang to her eyes as she gazed into his, then she raised it to her lips and kissed it ten derly. When Marlon, the maid who had grown old With her miatreaa rnrrtoit ' the tea Into the little parlor, she stopped short on the threshold with a cry. "Miss Babs, you have gono back thirty years!" she gasped, setting down the tray and staring at Miss Barbara open mouthed, for in the middle of the room stood her mistress clad in a white girlish gown, a blue ribbon in her silver hair, a bunch ot roses in her belt. "Miss Babs!" repeated the old ser vant, tears streaming down her cheeks, "but for your white hair I'd say you're eighteen again. I'd " "And so I am, Marion, for he, Car rol, Is coming back to me," whispered Miss Barbara. Marioa threw up her hands and fled to her kitchen. "Lord help her!" she sobbed. "She's daft! Thinks herself young again and talks of him, her faithless lover. May the Lord help poor worri es who eat their hearts away, and drown all men in the tears tbey make them shed!" she added vindictively, rocking herself to and fro in her great despair. , Meanwhile in the parlor. Miss Bar bara drank her tea with longing glances at the steep, whits road lead ing past the windows to the house up on the hill. And Margaret'a parting words rang in her straining ears: "You must dins with us to-morrow, I'll send fatbsr for you, and you'll be able to tell him about Miss Babs." As sha repeated the sentence to herself for about the thirtieth time, a quick step sounded on the path out side, and she rose palpitating. The next instant a tall, wsather beatau man stood on the threshold, a man with ahort, crisp, sllvsry curls, and eyss like the blue of heaven. 'And as these same yes fail on the little trsmbllng figure before him, a great Jy sprang into them, and with a loud cry of "Babs! My Uttls Baba at last!" ha took tb no longer lonely Miss Barbara to bis heart. s e. o lj OS sS 3 .s ? u 2 S3 Scrambled Eggs on Milk Toast and Eggs a la Bucking-linm.--Flve scrambled eggs poured over milk toast make a delicious dish: then, again, for another change, sprinkle the eggs with one-fourth of a cupful of grated mild cheese. .In this event it is well to have the eggs slightly underdone, and put the dish into a hot oven to quickly melt the cheese and finish cooking the eggs. graved cn another diamond. Though lt formerly was possible to polish only flat surfaces ot diamonds, French workers have perfected a method for polishing concave parts. They have tools that produce straight or curved lines. It also now Is possible to pierce holes in diamonds and still retain the brilliancy. Accordingly, diamonds now may be placed on a string. The inventor spent many years In perfect ing his tools for doing such work. New York Press. What Cissie Did. The attractive young women who had been selected to take the offer ings In the progressive Chicago church were about to start up the aisles. Suddenly the fair young captain ot the squad held up her hand. "Edith," she whispered, "you will ! change places with Cissie Pinkiey." "But I like the second aisle much better," pouted Edith. "Hush." murmured the captain. "I will explain later. All ready. March!" When tbey came ba:k lt was found that Cissie Pinkley's plate showed very much the best yield. The slender captain smiled. "Tnls Is all due to a profound knowl edge ot maRculine nature," she ex plained. "When I counted up the audience I noticed seventeen dark yqung men sitting along the second aisle. Edith is a brunette. Cissie is a flaxen haired blonde. The- dark young men wouldn't be impressed by Edith, but you see what Cissie .did to them." And she smiled complacently as she added up the totals. Cleveland Plain Dealer. covering up his tracks and on his guard lest he betray his real self. Who bosses bis sister!!, and does not think it necessary to show them the same consideration as other girls. Who is always talking about what he will do when "the old man" Is dead and he gets control of the prop erty. Who lets women hang on to straps In the street cars while he keeps his seat and hides himself behind a news paper. Who regards his cigars, drinks and other dissipations as necessaries, but wbo would consider his wife's meagre allowance a luxury. Who would be likely to humiliate his wife by making her beg for every shilling she desires for herself and to tell him what she is going to do with It. Who is domineering and arbitrary and tyrannises over the weak and all who are under him, while he crlng3 before the rich and powerful. Monie Chat. Wintering Farm Horse. At the Michigan Experiment Sta tion an experiment was recently con ducted for ten weeks using a variety ot chap substitutes for oats and tim othy hay as a feed for horses. Six horses at work received a regular ra tion of timothy hay and oats at an average cost of 29.6 cents per day, es timating the feed at current prices. The horses lost on an average of eleven pounds each. Six horses were fed a cheaper ration, consisting of shredded cornstalks, oat straw, hay. I ear corn, oats, beet pulp, bran, oil ! cake and a few carrots, the average ! cost of which was 17.7 cents per day, I and the horses gained on an average fourteen pounds each. Four horses were also fed the cheaper ration, but as they were at rest part of the time they were not fed so heavily as the other lots. The average cost of main tenance in this trial was 12.9 cents, And the average loss in live weight for each horse four pounds. The Age of Woman. Professor Arthur Keith, of the Royal College of Surgeons, deserves ' to be congratulated; he has correctly ascertained me age oi a woman woo refused to disclose it. It Is not very gallant of blm to declare that she la 600.000 years old, but he Is willing to stake bis scientific reputation on the accuracy of his assertion. , The British savant has unearthed a prehistoric skull at Gibraltar, and he argues from the size and strength ot the Jaw that it is a skull of the fem inine gender. The brain cavity Is un usually large, from which lt Is fur ther Inferred that the lady was strong minded a cave-dwelling precursor of the type known to-day as the militant suffragette. Professor Keith says that the men who were the contempora ries ot the prehistoric woman bad comparatively short legs and very long arms. This would seem to Indi cate that they could not run very fist or very far to escape the voluble tongue of the large-brained and strong-Jswsd helpmeet. The long arms, however, would enable tbem to lo very well at the waVitub or the Ironing board rner the lynrr-syel su pervision ot ths real bead of tbs household. Thus lt Is seen that ths "emanci pated" woman is, after all, a type not so Strang and new as was supposed. She has sxMtsd, It would seem, for 6000 centuries. Whils ths last pter odactyls and IcbthyosauTn were still roaming at large and acting ths tops ot ths tallest trees without having to ! climb tucm, tbs prehistoric lady snd her long trasses wers abroad In ths , land that bad lately emerged from snder gtvlal lee or out nt tbs boom t ths def. Cries oi "Votes itar In millinery, as In dresses, vivid Coloring Is the rage. The usual madras and cheviots are seen in tailored waists. The handles of parasols are unique in effect and very original. An airy fashion Is the use of tulle as a trimming for hats or In the hair. Neck ruching ot two contrasting colors ot mallne is one of the novel ties. ' Suede gloves are worn for deep mourning, then glace gloves for the lighter. Perhaps the most conspicuous fea ture In the latest waists Is the use of Chanttlly lace for the main portion of the body and sleeves. The ribbon sachet flowers are used for all purposes, for muff, corset or garter garnitures, and tor sachet, skirt and shoulder bows. , Among the hand woven rugs . those made from strips of table oil cloth. Tbey are cool for summer and are in favor for verandas or porches. Rough straws are decidedly smart this season, and, strange as It may seem to the uninitiated, the rougher th straw the costlier the hat may be. Black pipings are In great favor, being used to emphasize important lines of a costume. They serve ex cellently ths deslrs for a touch of black. The Grbfon pleats are used a great deal In children's dresses this season. By means ot these pleats th neces sary fulness may be admirably ad Justed. Turbans made entirely of net, ar ranged iu a series of remarkabla folds, swirls or loops ar now seen. They ar decidedly smart, but very vulnerable to dust. Mors and mor vivid ar tbs yoks effects seen In ths nsw skirts as th season advances. Stitching Is a fav ortt mod of finishing tbs Jolnlog ot pleats to th yoke. Color lu lingerie gown Is some times introduced la th design of th lire or embroidery trimming, r ag'ilQ In th girdi or about ths cottar Id neck and alv. The Sow in Farrow. Nothing is so certain to produce a small and unprofitable litter ot pigs ! as to have tho sow in farrow to share her lot or bed with a pen ot half grown shoots or with other sows. In summer she will go off to some se cluded spot to make her bed and thus escape the danger of crowding. In winter or early spring, however, she I cannot overcome the habit of hud I dllng up with tho lot even up to her time and thus endangering her off spring. The thrifty farmer will provide separate pens, or lots, and plenty not too much of straw and shelter from rain. After the piss are u week old two or three sows may be run to gether. Of roursi', it takes nioro time to water iinil food the sows separated this way, but it pays to do it. It is a great disappointment and a real loss of time and toed to have your promising brood sow turn up with only one or two pigs, if it is your fault you cannot make It up this season, and by another the golden opportunity may have passed. Farmers' Home Journal. lrevention of Disease. One ot the greatest causes ot dis ease among fowls is from lice and not disinfecting the poultry houses prop erly. 1 have never had a contagious disease among my fowls. Eighteen years ago 1 lost quite a number from limber neck. I did not know the cause then, but by sad experience learned a lesson that has been worth a great deal to me. I never allow any dead chickens or any other kind of flesh to lay about where the chick ens go. It is sure death to them if they get maggots from any kind of flesh. For destroying lice and mites fu migate my poultry houses with to bacco and sulphur, usually do this on damp days, and Is better if done once a week. We not only believe It Is good for tbe fowls, but for people. ,We have not bad a spell of fever alnce we have been fumigating with tobacco, while so many of our neigh bors have fever every year. This promises to be th greatest year in poultry business, yet In my exper ience hav never known eggs as high as they were last winter. I hav nev er had such a demand for eggs and chickens; can't near supply the orders for the last five or six weeks. If you want every mall to bring in orders and Inquiries advertise In Farmers' Horn Journal and you will hav all ths work you ars looking for. Mrs. Emily Gibson, In the Farmers' Horn' Journal. the floors were damp and full of mud holes that good drainage would have prevented. All fixtures In a hog house should he movable. It is advantageous to have the troughs where they may be washed or scalded out twice each, week at least. It should be borne la mind that foul troughs are good breeding places for parasites that may be taken into the stomach and con verted Into worms. Damp floors may be overcome If the house is well aired and windows enough are in lt to let tho sunshine in on tbe floors. It is never best to allow dust to ac cumulate on the partitions and in pens used for feed. It Is always Inju rious to the health nf the hogs. Those who are in the habit of feed, ing their hogs grain scattered in the mud or dust of a dry yard should build a feeding floor and tise it. Go Into any herd that Is fed In tbe dust from thrown-down grain and much, wheezing and coughing will be heard. Tills is bad on all hogs, and especially those kept for breeding purposes. In building a feeding floor it should lie set off the ground four to six Inches and built solidly of good tim ber. A two by four piece should bo nailed around the whole edge, which, will prevent lots of shelled or ear corn being pushed off Into the dirt and dust. The floor should be swept off each time before feeding. W. H. Underwood, in the Indiana Farmer. Cleanliness la Hog Feeding. The hog responds as readily to cleanllaesa and car aa any other ani mal on th farm. Not long star I was greatly laiprsssed with the lack of sanitary conditions around ths yards and bouses ot a man who has been growing hogs mora or less suc cessfully for tea years. His fpdlat troughs wers foul with dscsysd food, Scrub Cows Don't Pay. If any of the great throng ot farm ers wbo are blindly adhering to scrub cow breeding were asked why he does not keep pure breds he would reply that it cost too much to start, and that the purchase of a new bull every two years would eat up a good share ot the profits. Here are two fallacies that require some attention. There are many farmers who will not allow themselves to think beyond the first cost of a pair of registered calves.. They can not "see" $100 in a heifer calf, and wonder bow any one can be so foolish as to "throw away" so much money on a calf that the butch, er would think dear at $10. But the buyer of such a calf is not viewing the question from thebutcher's stand point. He does not propose to make meat of a registered heifer, but he looks ahead to the time when he will have a whole hprd of registered cows, any one of which will be worta more than double as much as the scrub, whether for dairy purposes or to sell. This question of, beginning right is a very important one In all walks of life, but especially to tho breeder of live stock, as the Increase In the herd soon grows by leaps and bounds and tbe first outlay Is asnothing compared to the increased returns in the not distant future The writer knows a dairy farmer who figured out a dead loss from scrub cow3 practical ex perienco and no guess work. He made a study of the official butter records of the different dairy breeds, and on the strtnsth of that knowl edge he Invested $700 In three heif ers that were closely related to tha best cows of the breed, and that aver a'ed less than thirteen months old. That was less than five years ago, and he now has a nice little herd of pure bred cows. His cream rherks are opening the eyes of his neighbors, and he has sold more than $S0O worth of resUtered stock lit prices very much lower t ha n lie paid to pet his start. He !s looking orders for heifer calves before they are born at $") eao'.i, and future prospects ar hrls'it for nice profits from cream and calves. liu ten-.inils his friend that tha man who pays $1"0 for an ideal ear of corn Is not oxi;erii:is to feed It to the pigs, but that he coolly computes Its worth as a breeder of high-class corn, and he Is far-sighted enough to see its influence on future crops. Doubtless there are many farmers who take a similar view ot the grain and live stork problem. They are thoroughly convinced that it pays to have the best, but they are Just too timid to make the start. They may be brave soldiers, they may be heroes in many places of danger; but they have yet to learn that there Is such a thing as cool, business bravery. There are places for brave men be sides upon battle fields. This is not a plea tor the recklevs expenditure ot money with one's eyes shut, but for a Judicious expenditure aftwr carefully considering tho probable returns, not within six months but within a rea sonable time. Regarding the outlay for bulla, there are some wrong views enter tained. It is not always necessary to buy a new one every two years. It he Is of good vitality and free from undesirable qualities, his choica heifers may be bred back to him with no tear of bad results. When tho time comes to dispose ot him, he will bring enough ftom th butcher, If In proper condition, to pay for a ball calf; ao that ths, total cost ot bulla may be figured la advance to t he price paid for th first ous plus tha cost of feed thereafter. This may be reduced by the service fees from th neighbors who ar willing to pay for th uss ot a good bull. This cost of bulls may ba alto gather eliminated by breeding to a neighbor's bull If there should b oo of th right breed and value within convenient reach. Community breeding, that is, all th peopl la' on region deciding upon on brsed. will very materially lessen expenses; but this Is too large a problem to con sider her. W. H. Underwood, la th Indiana Farmer, Aa electric machine has been mad to wash and purify tbs air lo aa , room.
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