England conibrs the title of second
Nelson on Dewey. To Hie world he
in the flint Dewey. That title will
eland to the end of time.
The Philippines proiluce the finest
indigo in the world, but it isn't no
Line nit tho feeling Hint the American
iiiindron has produced there.
There m e in F.iigliuid nud Wales
200,000 children so defective in men
tal power thnt they m e incapable of
fighting the buttle of life if left to
themselves.
According to the American consul
lit Sydney, Australia, "Ainericnn trade
has been the means of emancipating
the Australians from the time honored
tyranny of the silk hat."
The recall of Japanese troc.ps from
Wei-hai-Wei hag followed tho final
payment of tho Chinese indemnity.
The harbor, with its forts, now passes
tinder lense to (treat Britain. As the
place is a much better rendezvous
thnn Port Arthur of Tulienwan and of
fttntegic vnlue, the Russians have not
gained nny such advantage over their
rivals ns was indicated in the first an
uuiincements. Kingsley's doctrine thnt "men must
work and women must weep" finds
disapproval in the ense of the families
of Captain Kobley 1). Evans of the
Iowa nud Captain Henry C. Taylor
of the Indiana. The daughters of
both families, Mrs. Charlotte Evans
Marsh and her sister, Mis Virginia T.
Evans, with Miss Mary V. Taylor, are
receiving instructions in the naval
hospital nt Fort Monroe to qualify ns
trained nurses during the war, Women
have something to do nowadays more
important than posing as Xiobea.
It is a remarkable fnct thnt our naval
heroes have seldom been honored with
prominent political oHb-e nfter the
achievement of their victories. We
have had several soldier presidents,
but no sailor executive, yet we talk
about the ship of state. What more
natural than to put n sailor nt the
helm? How does it happen that Farra
gnt and Porter never became promi
nent in civil life, while so many gen
erals of distinction held political posi
tions at Washington after the war ?
asks the Providence Journal.
One by one our old poetic idols nre
being shattered by the utilitarian nud
practical of the fin-de-siecle woman
doctor. The lntest iconoclast is re
sponsible for the asseveration thnt whnt
is bo poetical in poetry and tho old
novels about the whiteness of the skin,
means something not so poetical. It
is due, she says, to the languor of the
muscular tissues throughout the body,
and the slowness and languor thnt
was so often characterized as a charm
ing feminine attribute is associated
with indigestion, nud is therefore
thoroughly nnromaiitic. It is one of
the ironios of lifo that women as they
stand in literature and romance are
not true to life.
It has been recently suggested thai
advantage should be taken of this in
ternational brush to attempt a practi
cal solution of the tramp question,
says the Washington Star. The prop
osition is that these wandering ne'er-do-wells
be drafted into tho service of
the United States, uniformed, drilled,
armed, and sent to Cuba to form part,
at least, of the first nrruy of invasion.
It is urged that those tramps who
Beck to shirk this unpleasant duty
will naturally "take to tho woodu"
thus completely ridding 'the commun
ities that they have infested of a seri
ous nuisance. The military demnuds
of the government, however, are too
serious to permit the assembling of a
corps of uutrainel, nnmilitary, un
ambitious, aud possibly unpatriotic
men to be relied upon for dangerous
duties. The best fighters are those
taken by their country from the ranks
of the producers, the men with a con
scientious desire to serve the nation,
who are energetio both in times of
peace and war. The greatest econo
my in warfare' lies in producing a
maximum of results with a minimum
of men. The mere aggregation of
people into ranks is not generalship.
The tramp problem lies deeper than
this. It is not to be solved by gen
eral conscription, unless it be intend
ed to eater upon virtual scheme of
extermination, which is so utterly for
eign to American doctrine, and so an
tagouistio to tbe principles upon which
the war of intervention is being waged
f !inst Spain. Ifpsolutien lies in
J line of employl t tbe tramps
i drafted to wo r'the roads.
Goad roads are neeow' Lsbor must
be Lad to build them. While the war
is in progress the stay-at-b qm
tojuist of the highways might yro. -bly
be set at work cuttinsrlieir f'
i'e lines of travel In fine modern el-
Jon, -
pj
ANSWERINC THE ROLL CALL.
This one fought with Jackson nnd faced The brave olil Una above them Is rippling
the light with Lee; down Its red
That one followod Sherman ns he galloped Each crimson stripe the emblem of the
to the sen; blood by homes shed;
But they're maivhln' on together Just as It shnll wave for them victorious or droop
friendly hs can be, nbove thorn dead,
And they'll answer to the rollcall In tho For they'll answer to the rollcelt in the
mornln'l morula'!
They'll rally to the fight,
In tho stormy day ami night.
In bonds that no cruel fate shall sever;
While the storm winds waft on high
Tholr singing bnttlerry:
'Our country our country forever!"
A "VILLAGE EATBIOT.
Ely SARAH OltNE JEWETT,
Bis men were going home from
work together. They had been shing
ling the south gable end of a new
country house, and the owner, a Bos
ton man, had just telephoned down
that everybody might knock off work
at 3 o'clock, so thnt those who wished
could tnke the 4 o'clock train to town.
Most of tbe gang did wish this before
the Fourth of July, and they were
nearly all Boston men who had been
sont down by the building contractor.
The six shiuglers came down their
ladder and walked away together.
Jim Fisher had his Uicycle, bnt be
trnudlod it along by hand and walked
with his mates. They could still
bear hammers knocking in the great
house, whore some of the boys were
lingering to end off part of the stand
ing finish in one of the lower rooms.
Work was being rushed and they had
set themselves a stint, and loyally
stood by to close the thing just right.
"I never saw a house put together
so quick," said a sober-looking follow
named Allison to Jim Fisher, who
tnrned to look baok. "Quiok's a
room's parted off on go the laths, and
before the lathers get out the plaster
ers step in. Wonder the paperers
don't ohase them right round tho four
wet walls."
Takes some folks a good while to
find out that it's just as cheap to pay
twenty men one day as 'tis to pay one
man twenty days," said Jim Fisher.
"There ain't many bosses can ban
die a largo crew to good advantage,"
said a wise, round-shouldered old
man, who wore spoctaolos at bis work
and liked a good political argument at
noon over his dinner pail. He was
tho only one of the six who lived in
the town, and Charley Burrill had
boarded with him all the spring.
Charley Burrill was a brisk-looking
Boston fellow who did a first-rate
week's work aud dressed himsolf with
notioeablo smartness on Sunday.
"You're right there," said this
young man; "trouble's apt to be with
the boss. Last job I was on we were
standin' round most of onr time wait
in' an' tumblin' right over one 'Bother.
Men come down from the city with all
their aoldor furnaces, an' riggiu' to do
a piece o' the roofing before the roof
was boarded. There was one of 'em
need to practice 'Annie Laurie' on a
cornet under the stone shed, an' miss
the same note every time, till one day
a fellow went down out o' the third
story to break the old toot born over
his head."
"Wish I was a boss," said Jim
Fisher cheerfully.
"No, you don't; not that kind,"
said old Thorndike. "Tell you, I'm
older'n you boys be, and I've noticed
ever sinoe 1 was a boy myself that
folks always done well that done their
fair day's work, an' all died poor that
bad a spell o' thinkin' they were goin
to get rich out o' shirkin'. Nothin'
for notUiu's a pretty safe rule."
"Groin to preach this oomin' Sun
day, elder?" inquired Jim Fisher,
with polite interest.
"No, I ain't, sir," answered Abel,
good naturedly. "My ambition's all
run toward practioin'. I'm goin' to
celebrate the Fourth o Jnlv. thonirh :
.perhaps you' ain't aware it oomes tjo-
Iuiurruw, or uo yoq nave a special one
o' your own up to Boston?"
"What are you going to do, aider?"
demanded Jim Fisher. The a'i men
They'll rally to tho fight,
In the stormy day nnd night,
In bonds thnt no cruel fate shall sever;
While their fnr-fnmed battle ery
Html! go ringing to the sky:
"Our country our country forever!"
bad fallen into single file along the
narrow footpath, but Fisher stopped
nnd let tbe rest go by.
"Whnt be I goin' to do?" repeated
the old man, a little confused and
glanoing nt Charley Burrill. "Well,
sir, my folks enn celebrate as well as
anybody round hero, but 'twould seem
plain to BoBton folks."
"Don't lot Charley spoil his nice
new clothes with snapcrackern," said
Jim, and Charley Burrill blushed as
was expected. He had said early in
the day that he was not going homo
for the Fourth, and they all knew the
reason. They bad come to a turn in
the road, and Jim Fisher sprang on
his wheel and whirled away, leaving
everybody to plod behind.
"Be careful, Charley!" be shouted,
and young Burrill shouted gayly, back
as he went down the lane with Abel
Thorndike. Thorndike's house was
oU the river bank, and there wero
some apple trees by it, and a little
flower garden in front. As the two
men came to the gnte a pretty girl
looked out of the window, and threw
ber sewing on the table aud came out
to meet them.
Abel Thorndike sat on bis doorstep
after Biipper, reading "The Life of
Washington." Tbe younger members
of bis household were leaning over the
gate, talking and looking at the river.
"My pity sakesl" exslaimed Mr.
Thorndike, with enthusiasm. "JuBt
see what a man Washington was!
Here it is in bis great address:
TVatcU your majorities as carefully as
SAT ON TUB STEPS HEADING TUB LIFE OF
WASHINGTON.
if they were kings,' says he. Why,
Oeneral Washington was prophet I"
The young lovers turned, a little
embarrassed at being interrupted,
while the old carpenter took off his
spectacles and laid down the big book
with an impressive air. Charley be
gan to think they had better walk
down the Jane. ,
"Here 'tis Fourth o July again, and
bow few folk thinks what it all
means," said Abel. "I don't want to
waste as good a day as there U in the
.year. I always fed as if I aright to go
to meotin' part o' the day, and sit and
think about my country, ntid them
that give it to me."
"We're sober enough Decoration
Day," said Pbebe. "Why, father, we
ought to be gay's we can Fourth o'
July; there's a time to rejoins, ain't
there? I've got your flags all ready.
to put right out in the morning, any
way. '.'
"Don't you be scared, rhebe!" said
the old mnn. "I'm goin' to rejoice.
What have yon two yming erentnres
got in mind to do? I don't expect
you'll wont me to go along anyway,"
and he smiled at them with open
recognition of a happy fnct of which
they fancied him quite unconscious.
They were not used to the happiness
of being lovers, and his face just
then seemed the kindest face in the
world.
"I've spoken for a team," said Abel,
innocently. "I knew Charley 'd want
one, and you have to speak a long
while beforehand to get the best, such
days. I'm goin' to give ye both a
first-rate ride in the afternoon an' in
the evenin' I shall want Charley to
help me with my fireworks. I've
done so well working all tbe spring on
this good job that I've got plenty o'
money to fool rouud a little. There's
some boy left in me yet, old's I be.
Some years in the past I ain't been
able to have anything bnt a good bon
fire, but I've always had that.
"Oood for you, sirl" said Charley
Burrill.
III.
"It ain't bit o' harm to Lave a
little pleasuring a good deal of a man's
life ban to be kind of dull," reflected
Abel Thorndike, as he stood at the
gnto nnd watched the young couple
drive away. They had called to bim
rilEDE THREW IIEH AltJIS ABOUT ITER
in distress when they found the one
pleasure carriage which he allowed
himself the summer through was a
single-seated buggy. Charley Burrill
shouted for the stable boy, who was
running up the lane. "You've made
a mistake!" he said.
"No, no, 'twas just as I ordered;
you .can go by yourselves to-day," nnd
the futher looked from one face to the
other. "I was young myself once,
and I ain't ready, either," he added
by way of final excuse.
Phobo put her arm ronnd her
father's neck and kissed him; she
looked more like her mother than
usual that day. And Abel Thorndike
folt a sudden pang of loneliness.
"There, there! You go off aud find
eomo nice roads np country. I 'don't
expect to see yon till supper time, an'
we'll make a light sapper anyway after
our good dinner o' lamb an' green
peas; 'tis my great treat," be said.
"An' after dark we'll touch the fire
works off. I shall be glad to set an'
rest an' read my 'Life o' Washington,'
an' I may get a nap."
Burrill ventured to laugh, bnt he
had a new understanding of the hap
piness of holiday-making, and started
off gayly to make the most of his after
noon. Early that evening they watched an
eager crowd assembling on the op
posite river bank.
"You see, they always expect some
thing from me," said old Abel, apolo
getically. "This year I'm goin' to
surprise 'em. Some say it's foolish to
burn up money so, but folks about
here don't have the interests they do
in Boston, an' 'tis one way to enjoy
themselves. I nsed to think when I
was a boy and my folks were pinched
an' poor, some day I'd get ahead an'
then nobody should forget the Fourth
where I was. Tain't no common day, an'
I ain't going to behave as if I thought
S3, rhebe says you've given ber an
elegant time this afternoon, au' she's
come happy's a queen. I feel grate
ful to see her so happy, and now we'll
fetoh those boxes out o' the shop an'
touch things off an' celebrate extra
this year. Folks say tny fireworks al
ways looks so pretty, all double an'
shinin' in the river."
IV.
Next day the shingling gang was at
work again, and all the bummers go
ing inside and outside the great house.
"What did you do yesterday?"
somebody asked Jim Fisher.
-"Oh, nothing particular. I didn't
spend a oent an' 'twas too hot to go off
anywhere on my wheel," said Jim,
despondently. '"Tain'tmuoh of a day
after you've got past snaporaokers."
J 'Jon ought to hare seen the way
tJiey celebrate down here?" annovnoed!
Charley .Burrill, proudly. "Best
Fourth I ever bad!" and he and Abel
Thorndike did not look at eaoh other,
but their hearts seemed to touoh.
"I always read a good long ohapter
in my 'Life 9 Washington,' " said old
Abel, as be reached for more nails.
"Tronble is, you young fellows don't
hnlf know what a country you've got
behind yon."
Oar Plug.
A piece of muslin, nine by six, H
Thnt costs, a dime or two; sj
Why should the blood of brave men mix
with dust, for aueh as you?
Why should they prnns, nnd bleed, and die
For swh a tntter'd rag?
Oh! shout the answer to the sky,
Because It Is our Flag)
It represents to nil the world
A Nation proud and free,
Whose glorious banner flouts nnfluri'd
On mountain, shorn, and sen!
The high Idnnthat stands behind
Thnt torn and tntter'd rag
Floats with It on the wild, free wind
Beonuse it Is our Flag!
The vision that to men appears ,
To leail them to height, 4
The angel, who a hnlo wears, i
And lights the blankest nlghtj v
Tbe noblest thoughts of noble men,
These hide within this rnir.
We'd die for It, aye, ten times ten,
uocause it is our r ingi
Then wave it, wave It, all yo sons
Of Freedom's hnnnv land.
To honor, glory, favor' J ones.
Climb clasping It tn handl
Ayel even to glorious Death, stride on,
And hug thnt tatter'd ragl t,
A nnme Immortal ye have won,
Because It Is vour Flag!
Florence St. John Warjjwell,
It's an III Wind.
Zim "We can thank this war for
one great boon." .
Zam "And that?"
Zim "Our Fourth of Jnly orators
will nt last have something new to talk
about." New York Journal.
FATHER'S NECK AND KISSED "filM.
Warren's Address. ,
Stand! the ground's your own, my braves!
Will ye give It up to slaves?
Will ye look for greener graves?
Hope ye woroy still?
What's tbe mercy despots feel?
Hear It in that battle peal I
Bead it on your bristling steel?
Ask It ye who will.
Fear ye foes who kill for hire?
Will ye to your homes retire?
Look behind you! they're afire!
And, before you, see
Who have done It! From the vale
On they cornel nnd will ye quail?
Leaden rain and iron ball
Let their weloome bel
In the God of battles trust!
Die we may, and die we must:
But, ob, where oan dust to dust
Be oonslgn'd so well,
As where Heaven Its dews shall Shed
On tbe martyr'd patriot's bed, "
And the rooks shall raise their head
Of till deeds to tell?
John Flerpont
A Rslnte.
Attention, loyal girls and boys!
Hnlute the flag with merry noise,
From Maine to California,
f-. From Texas to the Lakes,
y,i wiveiuree nurrans i
r or tne niripea ana mars
Till tbe farthest eoboes wakes.
Long May It Wave. ' '
"A nnlon of lake and a union of lands,
A union hat time cannot sever,
A union of hearts nnd a union of hands,
And the flag of our Union forever."
Tbe Crank.
Jnst now he views with muoh alarm
Tbe small boy growing loader,
And spends tbe Fourth upon a forth
To miss tbe smell of powder.
She Served la the Revolution.
Deborah Sampson is known to fame
as the only woman who served in the
Revolutionary army. She enlisted
under the name of Robert Shirtliffe,
and left the servioo with testimonials
for exemplary conduct.
The Fourth la Dagsn's Alley.
Young Hero (from the barrel)
"What's de matter wid yer, sa-a-ay.
Why don't yer set it off; is yer as
keert?" Life. .
After the rinderpest the locust have
come to South Africa, and train are
now being stopped by them.
1
AGRICULTURAL TOPICS
Tfltrogen For Ftrtllliliig.
Nitrogen from the air is now got arti
ficially in tbe form of sulphate of am
monia by a new chemical process at a
cost of 820 a ton, besides a by-product
that will revolutionise gas niaunfao
tnre. These nre remarkuhle claims,
aud if half of them are true, the cost
of nitrogen for fertilizing will be Uni
versally reduced. Bnt we await the
practical demonstration of these
claims before accepting them.- Amer
ican Agriculturist.
Keep the l'lg drawing.
It is not generally known that a
small amount of grain fed to pigs dur
ing the summer, when they have a
run in pasture and orchard, brings a
larger return than if fed at any other
time of the year. Most of the corn
crop is fed out to tho hogs late in the
fall, when they get so much thnt their
etomncbs are nnablo to digest it, aud
the grain does little good. But unless
milk can be fed with corn, some other
grain or wheat middlings should be
added to make the proper ration.
Give the Cnlf the First Milk.
Becanse it is easier to milk while
tbe cow's bag is full and a full stream
wilt flow, and also becanse the saliva
In the calf's mouth, full of saliva and
and milk, makes milking unpleasant
for the milker, it is the habit of many
fnrmeni to milk what they want for the
bouse and let the calf take what is
left. It is very generous to the cnlf
for such farmers to do this. Bnt we
ran tell them it is a mistaken generos
ity, for the first milk, having mncli
less fat than the strippings, is better
either to make thecal! grow or fatten
than the strippings can bo. Most
farmers think that milk cannot be too
rich for a fattening calf. Bnt this
ruins the cow, as by the time the cnlf
gets to the strippings it is tired of
suckling, and will never drain out the
Inst drop, as the good milker always
does.
Cnttlng nml Curing liny.
In handling hay the first thing is to
get tho tools in order bofore the time
comes to start the mower. Some like
a five-foot mower bar, others prefer a
seven. Some like the side delivery
rake and follow that with team and
loader. Others think it best to leave
the grass in tho swath until ready to
load. If left in the swath the bay will
endure quite a shower without.injury,
but if raked up a rain spoils it, par
ticularly if the hay be clover.
Put clover hay into the mow green,
scarcely cured at all. If tucked down
solid and the doors are closed and
kept closed nntil after the hay passes
through the sweat, there will be no
dust in the bay. Clover out in the
first bloom shonld be fed to cows; that
cnt at the last of the season when the
second blossoms were nearly gone
could be fed to horses. A hay loader
will pay for itself in two seasons on
sixty adres of hay. If it is necessary
to put clover hay into the mow with
ny dew on it, cover it with slough
hay or straw.
How to Slake Cheese.
Soon we shall have weather adapted
to cheese making, and as some parties
like to make small cheeses for family
nse, the following hints are given:
Tho prepared rennet can be fonnd
either in liquid form or in tablets of
two sizes. Small tin cans hold 100
largo tablets, each supposed to be suf
ficient for 500 pounds of milk, or the
other size, of 200 tablets, each in
tended for 100 pounds of milk. Of
course, in actual use much will depend
upon the freshness of the milk, the
temperature and other conditions, bnt
if the milk curdles too quickly use less
rennet, and if too slowly use more.
Dissolve the tablet in pure cold water,
using about a oupful to one small tab
let. Warm the milk to eighty-six de
grees, and pour in the rennet, stir
ring it at the time, and for a few min
utes nfter.
Then let it stand nntil the curd is
fit for cutting. The 100 pounds of
milk shonld make about a nine or ten
pound cheese, and while a beginner
might not make a first-class cheese at
tho first trial, a few hints from some
experienced party Bhonld enable bim.
or her to produce an eatable product.
Farm, Stock and Home.
Food For Yonng Chicks.
More than half the young chicks
thnt die while very young do so be
cause they are improperly fed. Even
the most dreaded of all pests, lice, will
never tronme tno cuicxen tunc is lea
as it ought to be, and has free range
to scratch in the dirt. But proper
feeding does not mean pampering the
chick, and still less does it mean feed
ing with soft, indigestible food, that
gives nothing for the chick's gizzard
to work on. We never failed to have
good success with chicks after they
were big enough to eat wholewheat.
After awhile we took the hint and
cracked the wheat, and they wonld
eat this cracked wheat thesecoud day.
The chick needs nothing the first day.
IU last act in the shell is to store np
the remainder of the yolk aud white.
It is these which make its body, bonee.
bill aud feathers. In picking its way
out of the shell the chick instinctively
swallows' some of the shell, and this
supplies its first grit for the gizzard.
furnishes bone for growth. So the
first thiug ia io put cracked wheat
among coarse situd or very tine gravel.
The chick will eat some gravel with
its food, and thus be put in a fair way (
to live, aud soon learn to take core of '
itself. i
Not a Uirr.
"Julia," said the old gentlemau, re
proachfully, "it I a u not Viistakeu
you gave that youug mau a kiss."
"I did uo suoh thiug," returned
the young woman with emphasis. "It
was a trade." Chicago Post.
All the land above sea level would
uot Jill up more than one-third of Ui
V7J
Uoeau.