Norwalk gazette, Friday, February 12, 1897 · page 10

 

 

 

‘ HIS Si‘z'.iEl‘ilE.~l.llT.

I wondered why l‘rrry should he sit-
ting alone in thx~ _. .rlen
on a fine midwinter lle‘":i!.
membered him, he had Let n a sociable
sort of. fellow, fond of gayety and
pretty girls; and there was a cotillon
going on indoors in the ballroom. I
wondered, too, where his wife was, for
he had told me he was married. It
was six years since I had last seen
him. \Ve had been boys together, just
out of college, and I had visited him
for a summer in the southern part of
the State, where his home had always
been, andwhere his family was one of
the few “old” 'ones which could rightly
lay claim to gentility of other than
mushroom growth. After that visit I
had gone back to San Francisco, and
to a truly San Francisco system of
work with the result that my health
and spirits had steadily decreased,
and at the end of these half dozen
years I was obliged to come South for
recreation.

I had chosen this delightful and quiet
hotel in the hope that I might not have
my peace disturbed by any of my
numerous acquaintances; but here, ,the
first thing, came down upon us in our
retreat a crowd of worldings from
town, bent on dancing 3. cotillon.
Barry had come with them; why then,
I repeated, was he not in the hop room,
and Where was his wife? Perhaps she
did not dance. But in that case, why
was either of them with the frivolous
party that was turning our secluded
spot into Bedlam?

For a moment longer I let my gaze
follow a girl in white satin, who had
fascinated me. She was very young,
and brilliant and erect, with the face a
painter would have chosen for Olym-
pia’s, wreathed in vines and serpents.
A high, unnaturally white forhead,
with very black and very straight,
thin bloWs, eyes long and flashing and
cruel, a large nose, suggestive of the
Hebrew, thin, red lips, continually
ported in a wild sort of smile over
wonderful teeth; a brilliant color, a
long face, black hair, parted and
twisted low on one of the most colum-
nar necks I had ever Seen. It was not
a beautiful face; in repose it was far
from beautiful, but it was rarely in re-
pose, and her laugh was the most be-
wildering thing imaginable. If she
had been the heroine of a romance,
men would have loved and hated her
to the extent of the shedding of a
great deal of blood, but in life to-day it
is hard cash, not women’s faces, that
accomplishes that. I took one last
look at the demoniacal young face,
and then went to hunt up Barry.

IVe had already met in the office, but
had not had titre to exchange a dozen
words. I wanted to talk over old
times and new times, so, when I drew
near him, I scraped my feet and
coughed, as being the approved method
of breaking in upon tete-a-tetes and

meditations; and when he started, I

said:

“Hullol That you, Barry?" and
took a seat beside him on the bench.
He offered me a cigar and gave me a
light, from which I inferred I. was not
unwelcome. '

“What are you doing, mooning under
a pepper tree? It seems to me danc—
ing’s more in your line; or, does the
madam dance?”

“Yes, she dances.”

“Oh!” I said, and seeing slippery
ground proceeded to avoid it. “Came
downr'from town to-night with the

3 party, didn’t you?" I asked.

“Yes-n

“Heaps of pretty women."

“Do you think so? I admire your
Northern women more; they have more
distinction, too. Ours fade early, be-
sides."

“Well, there‘s one girl there, by
Jove,! that makes up for a country of
mediocrity—that witch of a. flirt with-
the black hair and the very bare shoul-
ders who is dancing with Thornton. If
I didn’t happen to have some one I like
better in the city, I think I'd go in for
her." .

.. “But she’s married, my friend.”
"No? Who’s the proud possessor?”
“I am.” .
“You don’t say? Since when?"
“Since. five years ago, nearly.”
“Well, it’s a little late, but permit

me to congratulate you; she’s superb.”

“Thanks.” And then we lapsed into
silence, and I reflected upon the fa-
cility with which a well—meaning man
may put his foot in it.

“You wonder at my not dancing,
don’t you?” he said, abruptly. “Well,
I used to like it; I like it now; butt I
found Mrs. Barry was already en-
gaged, so there was nothing for me
to do but to order flowers gracefully
and step here—to reflect and recall.

“Do you know,” he went on, “I had a
romantic meeting and parting on this
spot once. Right under this very
tree. It was just after I left you, six
years ago—the meeting. I had ridden
out here from town on Nocturne—won

remember her, the little black mare? -

I was walking her along the road which

‘ran about six feet from here, just

about where that Ben Silene bush is
(it was before the days of the hotel),
when "all of a sudden she shied Iat what
looked like a bundle of old clothes
under this tree. No—no, I wasn’t
thrown, and I wasn’t rescued by the
heroine. It was not much of a shy,
just enough to make me look again at
the bundle and wonder what it was——
it was dusk, you know—and then to
notice that the bundle moved.
“Wherefore I concluded it was a
woman, probably a Mexican. It was a
woman, or a very young girl, rather,
and deuced. pretty one—a Mexican,
too. I could see that, even in the twi-
light, for her eyes gleametl in the dark
as only a pair of Mexican eyes can
gleam; and and there was, an added
brightness, for the eyes \.-.=r.. m-t with
tears. How do I know"! . tituliilu’hilia‘l)
and found out, of course. it
likely I was going to see a . wean-.3

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"Will, as; I said, she was crying
stt;:'::;.ly, 1 ad I set about finding out
wifr. She told a most blood-curdling

tale of parental cruelty. It wasn’t
true. I've lonnd that out since. She,
was only to. but she could tell an ex-
traordinarily good me. As a matter of
fact, she had found that a particular
flame of hers was going to take another
girl to some shindy. But the cruel
treatment story did nicely, and I com-
forted here—she was such a mere
child, I honestly thought. The lie was
innocent enough. They aren’t taught
to think a falsehood anything serious.
She was just a trifle shy, and shrink-
ing,- like a little girl who puts her
hands behind her, and lowers her
lashes at the advances of a stranger.
In fact, that is exactly what she did. ,
You should have seen those lashes!
You’d have been just as big a fool as.
I was, and have stayed until the moon
rose, and made an appointment for

‘ another meeting, and eventually you’d

have fallen as badly in love as. I did.

“We always met under this tree. It
was on her father’s land, but quite out
of sight of the hou-sei She said that if
he were to find us together he would
redouble his brutality; but I assured
her that if we were discovered, we
would run off «at once and get married.
The child was in one of her acquies-
cent moods, and lowered her eyes and
agreed. Of course, I could only man-
age to get away on Saturday even—
ings or Sundays (this is the anniver—
sary of our meeting, by the by. You
see I cling to old memories), but we
made the most of our time. I never
had been so infatuated as I was with
that Spanish child, with her tawdy,
bright frocks, her shy ways, her go-r-
geous eyes, and her broken English.
She really was Spanish, and not Mexi-
can, I learned.”

“They all are." I ventured.

“I know, but your sarcasm is
wasted; in this case it was beyond
question, and there was American
blood in her veins. too—a little of it.

“I insisted upon running away with
her and getting married at sea: and.
after no end of refusals, she finally
consented. Oh, I was far too‘ smitten.
too ensnared, to have it occur to me
then how a match of the sort'would
hamper my career: how an ignorant
country girl would prove a thorn in
my flesh in the critical town clique:
what a social drag she Would be upon
me. I knew the family would raise
particular Cain; but when a man
wants to marry in spite of his family.
he is apt to look upon it as a small
stone, to be kicked out of his path, and
it takes him some time to discover that
his pebble is a good-sized bowlder.

“But we quarrelled.” A long pause,
while Barry lit another cigar from the
old one and puffed it into glowing. I
kept silence, and aftera while he went
on: “You may think most women are
fiery, but you should try a Spaniard.
She got the cruel father—a harmless.
shrivellcdup old fellow—to take her
into town behind one of his trotters
one day. She wanted to buy a gown.
which she told him was for, some kind
of a baile out here, but it was really to
get married in. I had brought her a
sample of the stuff I wanted her to
get. otherwise she'd have appeared in
pink and green 'and white lace, beyond
a doubt. Her taste was simply nul.

“Well, she saw me on the street with
a city girl. I believe it was Nora
Clark—you remember her? She was
the merest acquaintance, as you know,

and I treated her as one does any
woman one happens to .meet. “'9

passed a confectioner's, and I, natur-
ally enough, asked her to have some
soda water. I don’t suppose I’d have
done it if I’d known that Ysadora was.
around, simply because I was aware
that she wouldn’t take it as an Amer-
ican fiancee would have done. But
she was around, and she thought I
was doing the deadly devoted; so the
next Saturday, when we were to have
run away, she met me with re-
proaches and tears, and deviltry gen-
erally. She wouldn’t listen to reason.
She tore up the new gown, and refused
ever to marry me or any other man,
and she used some strong but musical
Spanish. I fancy she was worse jeal-
ous than hurt, but I—well, I was com-
pletely done up. To say that she
looked more beautiful than ever would
be to put it weakly. IVhen I saw her

disappear for good over behind that#

clump of eucalyptus, I was on the
verge of suicide. Pity I stopped at the
verge. .

“The fellow who has since built the
hotel bought this spot, that saw Oil!
meeting and our parting, when her old
father died, a year or so later.

“You came along just as I was going
over old memories and wishing—I sup-
pose I should not say it—Vvishing that
it were six years ago and that I was
still blindly infatuated with my Span-
ish sweetheart of 16.” .

I am not fond of the modern unfin-
ished story. I want to see the heroine
laid in her grave by a host of weeping
giandchildren, and the hero following
her contentedly soon after. so I asked,

“’ tut what became of the girl?"

“Nothing ever 'beco‘mes‘ in real life,”
he answered.

“Where is she now?” I persisted.

"In the ball room, dancing with the
cotillon with Thornton.”

“Tlxen———”

“Yes. \Ve made it up after he:
father’s death, and were married—'01]
dry land—and have lived happily ever
after," he added, shrugging his shoul-
ders and throwing away his- cigar..—
San F 'ancisco Argonaut.

‘ . Favored, /,r
. Uncle Bob—l hope, Tommy, you are
a. favorite with your teacher.

Tommy—I think I must be; she can’t
seem to get enough of me, or she wOuld
not keep me in so much—Topeka. Ga-
zette. '

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MINING AFRICAN DIAMONDS._

Temptation to Theft So Great that. Extreme
Precausions are Employed by Owners.
The first diamonds discovcrcd in

Africa were found by a trader who
saw some children playing with what
they supposed were pobbles,,onc of
which, at least, proved to be a dia-
mond worth $3,000. Even at that early
day the news of the discovery we.
not long! in spreading to different
countries, and not many years passed
before so many claims were taken up
that it was impossible ”(O/keep them
separate and the result was one vast
mining district some 15,000 square
miles in area, controlled and worked
by various corporations and syndi-
cattes. Besides these there is a large
number of individual diggers.

The mining in the African fields is
done by thousands of wild-eyed,
black-skinned natives. These Kafiirs
are large, powerful men, cleanly in
their habits, and during the time for
which their labor -'is contracted, usu-
ally a month, they are deprived of all
freedom. 3

Every possible precaution is taken
to prevent: the native workmen from
stealing the gems. A wire netting
covers the top of the compound, mak-
ing it impossible to throw a stone
over the walls, to be picked up by a
confederate or an illicit diamond buy-
er. Every night at 5 o’clock, as the
miners leave their work. each is
searched with great rigidity by the
company’s agent. So expert have the
natives become in their robberies that
every portion of their body is care—
fully examined with a “sounding ham-
mer,” and by the light of a candle the

"sole of each foot is examined for the

tell-tale refraction of light which re-
veals a diamond pushed under the
thick skin of the foot through «an in-
cision so deftly covered that is is
easily overlooked. But the searcher
has become as great an adopt in his
work as the robber in his robberies,
until it is almost impossible for the
thief to succee'ssfully secrete a stone,
and the prospect of severe punish-
ment of several years’ imprisonment
in a South African dungeon has no
doubt had its influence in reducing
the robberies 'to a minimum.

 

In the Good Old Days, ‘

“011,,yes, I played ball in those days.

Baseball was baseball then,” and the
old gentleman sighed over what, he
evidently regarded as the decadence
of the great National game. “Now
they get nine men together and makc
a machine of them. The whole thing
is nothing more nor less than ani-
mated mechanism. Then we had a
live ball, and I used to swing a hick—
ory bat nearly as long as a rake han-
dle. You can imaginewhat came of
it when I made a hit. The crowd
would hear something like the shriek
of a shell, and then the umpire would
toss out a new ball while I chased
two or three runs in ahead of me.
. “Now, jusn to illustrate," and the re-
tired veteran of the diamond began
making a. diagram while his hearers
grouped about him.
we played at Newcastle, Pa., with
the old Neshaunocks. Charley Ben-
nett was catching. Here runs the
Ohio river way to the rear of the
grounds, which lay open to the high
bluff which marks the bank. Now,
Bennett was doing some mighty bat-
ting, and a fellow from a college nine
was giving him a tight race. Each
one of them rolled a ball over the
blufl‘, and I began to fear for my lau-
rels. But the third time up I saw
one coming that just suited. I set-
tled well on my feet, concentrated all
my strength for one supreme effort,
swung old hickory, and :when that
ball quit going it struck water half
way across the river. Why, they
stopped the game to try and take
measurements. while professional
managers were oifering me all kinds
of money. I was the hero of the hour,
the king of batters, the—hello, there,
Judkin, delighted to see you. It's
more than twenty years”—

“Yes, the last time we met was at
the game you just described.”

The old gentleman turned a little
white about the mouth, but rallied
with infinite generalship. fi‘Yes, of
cot;..-<t- :.,._. were there, and it was a
day of ...i.-tcles, for you went down
to the IIVOI' and caught a ten-pound
bass that was served that night at
the hotel.” "

What fisherman could resist such a
temptation with the beautiful lie all
framed for him?

Judkins flushed and inflated with
pride.
together. Before ”the evening was
over that ball had been knocked near-
ly a quarter of -a mile into the coun-
try beyond the river, and the bass
was fifteen pounds strong—Detroit
Free Press.

“'hy Tilhnan Made Her \Veop.

“I heard a story on Ben Tillman at

Chamberlin‘s in Washington the other
day which I have never heard told
down town- this way before,” said a
well known railroad man. “When
Tillman was making his tirade against
,Cleveland in the Senate, the story
goes, he noticed an old woman in the
gallery, who seemed convulsed with
grief. The further his speech pro-
gressed the more intense seemed the
old lady’s sobbing. The South Caro-
lina Senator was curious to know why
she wept so bitterly, and at the con-
clusion of his fierce harangue he
sought her out in the gallery and asked
the cause. ‘Well, I’ll tell you sir,‘ she
replied between her sobs. ‘Last month
a heavy frost ruined my garden, and
only two weeks ago my husband died.
Then my little jackass Ned, who used
to wake me up mornings a-braying,
took sick a-nd’ died, too, and when I
heard you a talkin’ it reminded me so
much of him that I just couldn’t keep
from cryin.’ ”—A'tlanta-Jdu1'iizii.

“Here's where '

The two jolly rogues went out»

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M’rs. Beecher on Housewives.

Money can buy a housekeeper, but
love alone can insure a home maker. A
good boarding house or hotel may sup-
Dly every comfort that a housekeeper
can give, but a good wife and mother
will insure a home. ,

If our daughters ar , from their car-
liest years, led step by step through
all the branches of domestic economy,
beginning at the first and simplest, in
accordance with their age, they will,
year by year, find real pleasure in such
duties, and in the progress they cannot
but see that they are making. And
when they reach matured age they are
the ones who will make happy homes.
This thought should be almost an in-
spiration to mothers who watch over
an pray for guidance as they try to
lead ,their daughters correctly from
infancy to womanhood. .

It will not take many lessons in such
small duties as you can teach a little
girl to do easily before she will be fully
equal to trying to go a step higher. Be
sure, however, after the lesson has
been repeated, that it is perfectly
learned. Accept no work that is only
half done, or carelessly done. " That
would be injustice to the child. But
by all means be 'a patient, cheerful,
smiling instructor.

To Clean “’hite Fur at Home.

Slice down one—half pound of best
white soap into a gallon of water, and
boil it till it is all dissolved; then let
it cool, and, when nearly lukewarm,
mix into it a good handful of bran.
Wash the fur in this mixture (being
careful, while cleansing the fur, to wet
the actual skin as little as possible)
while still .warm, then rinse it well in
clean water, to which you have added
a few drops of liquid blue; dry it as

quickly as possible in a warm room, but.

not before the fire. or too close to it,
or the skin will shrink, shaking the
skin frequently to keep the fur from
matting. and rubbing the skin itself,
and pulling it into shape with your
hands as it dries, to keep it from stif-
fening. The best way, however, of
cleansing a delicate fur is never to
wash it at all, but to brush it frequent-
ly with powdered pipeclay till you get
off the dirt; but, for this to be success-
ful, the fur should never be allowed to
get very dirty, or soap and waterrwill
be indispeusable.—Woman’s World.

,A Mistake \Vliich Mother’s Often Make.
An Alabama girl, whose mother, in

her anxiety to teach her about heaven, '

has made the mistake of telling Gracie
so often that she will never go to
heaven if she does this, that or the
other thing, has grown to look upon
heaven as a place where one can do
nothing that one wishes to do. One
Sunday, recently, after she had been
discovered surreptitiously playing with
her doll, which she is not permitted to
do on the Sabbath, she broke out sud-
denly with the query: “Mamma, how
far is it from heaven to the bad
place?” “Why, I don’t know, Gracie,”
said mamma. “What makes you ask
such a question?” “011, nothing,” said
Gracie, “nothing, only I thought, may-
be, if it wasn’t too far, it" could take
my dolly and go down to the bad place
some day and play a little while."—
Woman‘s World.

A New Occupation tor \Vomen.

A young woman connected with the
Woman’s Exchange at 12 West Thir-
tieth Street, has taken up a line of
work in which she has few competi-
tors. She is a photographer. She
takes interiors of houses, home pic~
tures of the people living in them, and
anything else of the kind that may be
desired. A series of charming pictures
of a child whose parents had almost
given up hope 'of having any success-
fully takeu, are exhibited on the wall
of the Exchange. There is nothing
amateurish about the work. It is ex-
ceedingly well done, and has been
highly spoken of by prominent photog-
raphers in the city.

Orange Cups.

The new orange cup is bound to
meet with a welcome from those who
have vainly struggled with the prob-
lem of eating an orange gracefully.
This cup resembles in shape a claret
glass considerably enlarged. and is in
silver. In the cup itself are two strong
prongs that hold the orange firmly in
place while one takes out the juicy con-
tents with the long, trough-like orange
spoon quite at his ease—New York
Journal. -

Good ‘nggestions.

To detach a fish—bone from the throat.
swallow a raw egg as quickly as it can
be obtained.

Ink-stains on anything white can be
removed by washing i‘r-‘t in strong
salt and water and tin-n in lemon-
juice. This does not rot the fibres like
salts of lemon.

Salt Fish—It will be found that salt
fish is most quickly and best fresh-
ened by soaking in sour milk.

Orange Flower Tea.

Candied orange flowers added to the
Oolong or Pekoe of the 5 o’clock tea
just before the hot water is poured
over, the whole to remain under the
cozy for five minutes, impart, it is said
by those who have tried it, a delicious
an ungucssed aroma—New York
Journal. *

 

Keeping Flowers Fresh.

A handful of salt dropped into the.
water in which flowers are kept in-
creases its coldness‘and preserves the
freshness of the blossoms for a long
time.

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. .
MOST RECENT FASH:ONS.
The Entire Costume Considered, bu t. Mn: ,
. Especially the Skin.
(By Special Arrangement with the N.
The most interesting developments
in fashion just at present are seen in
the skirts, which show a decided ten-
dency for trimmings of all kinds. The
latest silk gowns are berufiled from the
hem to the waist. ilack. taffeta silk
seems to bethe most fashionable ma‘
terial for skirts to wear with odd
waists, andtherufiiesarecitherhcmmed
or pinked on the edge and are
four or five inches wide. In some i11-
°stances they are in graduated widths,-
not more than nine inches wide at the
bottom nor less than four at the waist.
,One 'very striking costume of this
Sort shown in the illustration has a
black velvet bolero, handsomely em-
broidered in jet, gold thread, and

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fancy jewels, and the vest is of white
chiffon over cream satin. The close
sleeves are of velvet with epaulettes
lined with satin, and the draped belt
of taffeta silk is fastened with a gold
buckle. The knife plaitings five inches
wide, narrowly hemmed on both
edges to, form a little heading, are
another mode of trimming these taf-
feta skirts. One is set on at the bot-
tom, one just below the knee, and the
third half way between the two. The
waist worn with this skirt at the op-
era was of pale blue chifion arranged
in plaited frills alternated with van-
dyke lace insertiqn across the upper
part, and a double bow of apricot wa‘
tered ribbon finished the top of the
sleeves and formed the collar.

 

Triple skirts, or rather those which
have that appearance, are occasionally
seen, and the upper one is long enough
to reach within a little more than quar-
ter of a yard from the bottom. This
space is filled in with two pieces cut
and fitted on to the lining..as if they
were full length skirts. In a gown of
gray cloth the upper skirt opens on one
side and a foundation of bright plaid
velvet peeps out as the wearer walks
while the edges up the sides and
around the bottom of the three skirts
are bound withgray satin.

 

Dress sleeves continue to grow smal-
ler, so small, indeed, that the services
of one’s escort‘are no longer required ‘
to crowd them into one’s jacket. The
inviolate law for jacket sleeves is
small below the elbow and large above.

The old fashioned Marie Antionette
kerchief is popular with women why
have pretty necks and small figures.
[t is extremely graceful and extremely
useful. There is no form of trimming
quite its equal for covering a shabby
waist. A yard of swiss, a few yards
of lace and a half dozen pins, and any
rme with a dainty touch can have one
of these‘pretty arrangements. It should
be worn crossed just above the line of
the bust, where the ends may be tied,
In a bow or brought down and tucked
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Care of Bees in Winter.
If the bees were properly prepared
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for winter the preceding autumn.
given plenty of good stores, properly
protected out of doors, or placed in a
cellar or other repository having the
proper temperature, and precautions
taken against the depredatio-ns of
mice. they will require almost no care
In winter. But if they have gone into
winter quarters short of stores, and
thematic fears that they may be starV-
ing, it is better that they be examined,
and fed, if it isneeded, even though
the task is unpleasant. Probably the
best method of feeding bees in winter
is to give them a frame of honey. All
colonies do not consume the same
amount of stores, and by examining a
number of them, combs of honey can
usually be found that can be spared to
furnish the needy colonies with stores.

If some colonies must be fed, and
honey is not available, the best substi-
tute is a candy made of granulated su-
gar. Put in sufficient water to dissolve
the sugar, then boil the syrup until it
will harden in cooling. To learn when
to remove the candy from the fire, take
out a spoonful every few minutes and
allow it to cool. As soon as it is suf-
ficiently hard, remove it from the
stove and pour it into shallow dishes to
cool. _ Be careful not to get it too hard.
If it is hard enough to retain its form
when placed over a colony of bees, that
is sufficient. A thin cake of candy is
laid directly over the cluster of bees,
and covered with a piece of enameled
elotli.~—W. Z. Hutchinson.

Are Osage Hedges Desirable ‘3

I have had experience with both 05*-
age hedge and barb wire fences. as
well as board fences. I know that my
hedge fences are by far the most ex-
pensive fence that I have.

My advice to the farmers would be,
do not set out a hedge for a fence. but
if you are unfortunate enough to have
one and it is not in good condition, get
rid of it as soon as possible. As for
the barb wire fence, I believe that the
farmers are themselves to blame for
the greater part of the accidents. It
is no uncommon thing to see a broken
wire‘idangling from a post, or the wires
hanging nearly to the ground where
the staples have dropped out. or to see
where one or two wires have been put
In one and one-half to three feet from
the ground to stop a hole in a hedge or
willow fence. If good posts are used,
properly'set and not farther than six-
teen feet apart, then make the fence
four and one-half feet high, put on
eight wires and keep them stretched
tight and stapled to the posts, a fence
will be secured which will turn any -
and all ordinary stock. There will be
but little danger of animals getting
hurt upon it. It will not blow over,
and there is but little expense in keep-
lng it up after it has once been erected,
as long as the posts are sound. I would
prefer such a fence to any hedge that
I have ever seen. But if one can af-
ford it, a still better fence is a good
woven wire fence with one barb wire
on the top, and the posts not farther
than sixteen feet apart-Charles
Emir-

Notea on Hog Cholera. .

It is almost impossible to cure hogs
after they are once sick. The only .way
to he'successful is to secure a stock of
hogs which are thoroughly vigorous
and healthy. To do this, avoid breed-
ing young, immature stock, and do not
practice close inbreeding. Feed health-
ful foods and give a variety. Always
have the water pure. Infection is car-
ried more largely by water than by any
other method. Give plenty of salt,
ashes, rotten wood, broken tile, mor-
tar, soft coal, etc. Have these where
the hogs can get at them at any time.
Feed apples, pumpkins, and the like,
whenever they are obtainable. If dis-

.ease should break out among the ani~

mals. take away the well ones and put
them into a. lot that has never been oc-
cupied by hogs. Disinfect the quarters
of the diseased pig and give extra care
and attention—American Agricultur-
1st.

The Amount of “’ater in Butter.

‘ The amount of water in butter varies
widely. As a general rule, the more
water there is in the butter, the poorer
its quality and the lower its price.
Some of the English courts allow as -
much as 20 per cent water without-
considering the butter adulterated, but
in this country, butter is not consid~
ered of good average quality if it con:
tains much over 15 per cent of water.
Out of nearly 600 cases that were ex-
hibited at the permanent Danish but-
ter exhibition, very few‘had overiii 16
per cent of water and the average for
all was 13.7. The butter, from nine‘
tenths of the cases averaged from 12 to
15 per Cent of water, and from nearly ,
half of them from 13 to 14 per cent.— ;’
American Agriculturist. 1“
Club Roots and Cabbage. g)
I have gardened and farmed for sev-I
enteen years, and have grown 35,000
cabbages this season; they will aver-
age ten pounds per head. Some weigh
twenuty-two pounds. I can produce
club root at every plant, if I so desire,
upde can avoid it entirely by exercising
care. Too much decomposed vegetable ,
matter will produce it, but the worst.
of it can be righted by a good applica4
tion of unslaked limo—David W. Fox.

 

 

During the past year the government
Inspected 116,000,090 meat animals, an
ovcr tilt“ prefious year of .

. .-..:n .21) :5). r cent.

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