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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1896-6-4, Page 6LIFTED BY LOVE; Or, How the Wharf Waif Became a Princess. einsate BY Si CiAZ AltItAtioEuzNz adopted that name, and also that you have lately been living at. Grandison Chambers, Adelphi terrace. The count has been watching you closely for some time. Here is an accurate description of yoer person, i you would like to see it. We have taken the utmost pains to assnre ourselves of your identity before takinst this important step, you may be sure. "hang it If you will not believe my word. what proof can I give your "The simplesn in the world—showing your papers." "Papers?" With a smile, as if at Gordon's affect- ed ignorance, the old gentleman drew from his pocket a well worn document and showing it said: -*The papers which every one is eompelled by police regulations to carry." "In England, sir." said Gordon fierce- ly, "that humilation is only put upon those who merit it by their crimes." -Do you wish me to believe that an Englishman is not obliged to produce papers.of identifleation at the request of the polices" "Nut unless he is a ticket of leave man." The old gentleman, in complete aston- ishment. communicated this informa- tion to Rudersdorf, who shook his head with an incredulous smile. "This young lady will tell you that I am not Taras," said Gordon. "We cannot expect any young lady to incriminate her friend. We are very well acquainted with Mlle. Aura Soltis kat, She has saved you thrice from apprehension, but she will not succeed a fourth—at any rate, not by such simple meates as you suggest." • 'W ill the evidence of another friend convinets you' "Undoubteilly,if the friend is reliable." "You seem to be pretty well informed upon some points.'" said Gordon after a few moments' reflection. "Perhaps You knowsa gentleman named Kavanagh'?" "Perfectly well." "You will accept his evidence?" Without hesitation." "Very well." said Gordon triumph - allay. "I will send for him." "Perfectly useless." said the old gentle- man despondently—"per-feady. Per - Imps you are not aware thin Mr. Kava- nagh. like myself, is the paid servant of the mit " "A paid servant tef the czar!" Gordon, n•xclaimed, overwhelmed with astonish- ment. "Ami the most trusted, agent of his excelieney. the minister of police." A glimmering or the truth dawned. upon (Jordon, and his sterner nature taking the ascendant he turned fiercely upon me and said; • *Are you, too, a servant of the czar —a police spy?" I bowed my head before his wrath. The old gentleman answered for me: "Unfortunately Mlle. Soltikoff is our most determined adversary, as you should know who owe so much to her." Gordon regarded him and then me in utter bewilderment. Rtalersdorf took up the order Of arrest, again saying a I ew words in Russian. "Wynn have no other evidence to offer. count Rudersdorf will proceed to read the warrant. Time presies." "It's a farce, I tell you, reading the thing to me. You have no power to arrest me." "The fact that you're a prisoner proves the contrary." • "That is an abuse of power for which you will be made to pay dearly. You have no authority to arrest even Tams on British territory," "No matter where we find the Prince Morgensky, we need no higher author- ity to make him our prisoner than this," replied the old gentleman, pointing to the seal on the order. "I warn you again that I am not the prince, but a British subject." The old gentleman shrugged his shoulders, raised his eyebrows and spoke to Rudersdorf, who gave a short, de- risive laugh, and then losing patience replied in a few short, peremptory sent - owes which my limited knowledge of :Russian did not enable me to follow. But he addressed Gordon rather than Ids secretary. "What does he say?" Gordon demand- ed. with not less impatience. "Count Rudersdorf wishes to know if you expect him to take your simple de- nial against the evidence of his own senses? This is not the first time you have met, and he is somewhat astonish- ed that you do not recognize him, as no further back than this morning you passed him twice in ,walking up and down the Adelphi terrace with Mr. ,Kaviniagle." . Gordon started, and fixing his eyes on Budersdorf seemed to recall his face to mind. . "And all this I" expostulated the old. gentleman, raising the pile of identify - lug paners. "For example," he added, Ticking up a photograph that slipped but, "you would not have us believe that this isnot your portrait?" . Gordon took up the photograph and regarded it in bewilderment. It was undoubtedly- his own portrait, but Mounted on a card, with the printed riarae and address of • a photographer in aloscow. The only explanation •waS1 sthat the photograph had. been removed, from the English mount and pasted on the Russian one. But for what purpose *as still an =fathomed mystery to laitu. "You perhaps denY your own hand. 'writing?" said the old.gentleman, hand- ing a letter. - "This is net my hand._ I cannot even read the Character in which it is ,ivrit. ten?" . • "Here is one written by you in the or- dinary European hand," That is not my writing. I can prove It, • Give Me a sheet of paper," • Writing material was given to him; and he wrote a Couple of lines qnickly, Rudersdorf and the old gotlpinaii ex Onained it and exchanged afeW observa- tions. • . "The _prince has alte0d. his hand evi-• .bdently,". sala, the siIdS gentleman in a complimentary tone; lint as the COMA 'My Mime is George Gordon. I can give you my card '' The old man held up his band deli- eively as he said: "We are quite aware that you have sawn. bus, soat is a sugat acthevement for one whose skill of hand is known all over the world." Gordon dashed down the pen in a rage and thrust his hands in his pockets. A luminious idea seemed to )ilive oc- calmed to Rudersdorf, mid a rapid dia- logue ensiled between him and his sec- retary, at the end of which the old gen- tleman turning to Gordon, said: "Admirably as you have played this little scene, you cannot expect us to take that exhibition as a convincing proof that you • are not Prince Borgeusky. We are used to this sort of thing and not easily to be deceived. At the sathe time, to remove even the faintest trace Of doubt, we shall be happy to facili- tate ta the utmost it our power . every means of immediately proving , your identity. If there is any reliable per- son with whom you wish to communi- cate"— • • "Von shan't have a line of writing from me," said Gordon; "not a scrap that can be .twisted into a snare to sere your purpose." "In that case, relying on the evidence befere us and the perfect honesty of our confrere, Barry Kavanagh, we have only to complete formalities mid remove you to Russia, where you will be dealt with in accordance with the pleasure of the czar." "As you please." At asigmf froth the secretary Ruders- dorf again took up the paper; which he this time read. through without inter- ruption. Coming to the end, he nodded to the guard at the door, who at once stepped forward and laid hands upon Gordon. He made no resistance, and without a word passed out of the cabin, apparently too absorbed. in thought to take heed of immediate cir- cumstance. I made a mos -omelet to follow him, but Rudersdorf, who had risen and now stood by the door, interposed, "We have not done with you yet," he said stormily. "Sit down there." I seated myself in, the chair he pushed toward me. For a few minutes he and the old gen- tleman conversed in a jargon that I could not understand. Then with the same brusque manner he addressed me again. "You don't feign ignorance. I sup- pose?" he continued rudely. "You un- derstaud Russian?" -Not such Russian as you two have been speaking together," I replied, speaking, as I habitually did, in French, Oh, if you understand French, we can get on," said he in that language, Now, then, your name is Aura Sold - ken" "I never heard the name." "Ali! and you were not born at Kiel?" he said, glancing at a paper. "No: "And of course you haven't got any papers?" "The same old game," he muttered, with a shrug, glancing at the old. gen- tleman. "And also, of course, you have not been living for nearly a year under the ! same roof with Prince Botgensky!" -Yes, I have," Ireplied, with pride. "Oh, come! It's somet eing to get that admission out of you. Well, having lived with him so long, you may happen to have heard somel ning about Siberia?" -Who's noing to Siberia?" I asked in as bold a tone as I could assume, my heart quaking at the hint. -Who is going?" he' echoed slowly. "You are if you're not prudent." He gave time for this threat to sink into my inflict by speaking to his secre- tary. "Now. then " he wthit on. "as tl you value your life answer me this trnly. Who is the man who has just left this cabin?" I made no reply. The old gentleman, with a most urbane smile, intervened. -Mademoiselle herself by her own word and act has raised a doubt—a very trifling doubt—whether we have cap- tured the real Prince Borgensky or not, Of course if he is not the prince we dare not take either him or Mademoiselle from the country. Both will be sent on shore at once if that is proved. Made- moiselle will see that it can do her no harm, but be to her great advantage to answer the question." "No, no," said I. "I won't say a word. I'll do nothing to help you." Rudersdorf started up and said with savage impatience: "The consequence of refusal you know. Deportation to Siberia with flogging—and—and all the rest. You expose yourself even to torture. You may share thia fate of Vera Ofromotf and. a dozen others." The secretary went to the door and called reluctantly, I thought, "We axe under Kavanagh's orders," continued Rudersdorf in a tone of Self justification. "Those crders are expli- cit, and we must obey. " We have taken proper precautions, and if we are cheat- ed the fault will lie with the minister for trusting Kavanagh." The same men who had taken Gordon away came to the door. "You have secured the prisoner?" ask- ed. Rudersdorf tramped about upon tne ,decit above, a rope splashed in the water alongside, orders were shouted, there was a hoarse hissing of steam, and the violent rattling of an engine accompanied the deeper rumble of a chain. The hollow roar of a steam whistle followed, and then the • vessel seemed to vibrate to s I it ill hiss of 'steam aud the monotonous thud of machinery in the engine room. "We're off; heaven be praised I" mur- mured Sophia Otehltin, turning over in her sleep. I did. not close my eyes till after the nurky daylight tied become visible hrough the round porthole, but while my companion was dressing I fell asleep and did not awake until she shook my boulder. "It is nearly midday," said she. "Your dimmer will be brought down soon. It is, thus to rise." I stepped out of the cot and stood look- ing about me stupidly. My head ached terribly. It was with difficulty that I realized my situation. • "Are we there?" tasked stupidly, ob- serving that there was no sound of engine or movement. She laughed and told me we were still in the river, having been compelled to drop anchor again because of the fog. I tried to move: but overcome by a deadly feeling of nausea and giddiness, I fell to the ground. That was the be- ginning of an illness which lasted nearly a week. For half that time I was un- conscious, and I think this was nature's means of obtaining a rest for my over- taxed faculties. The first day that I Ives strong enough to rise and dress myself, the old gentle- man. who had. visited me frequently and shown greater kindness and con- sideration than I might have expected front him, came to see m's just after I had finished a basin of broth. "Come," seta he, after congratulating me on my recovery, "we are beginning the week well. After groping our way up this execrableriver at a snail's pace, here we are at last in the open sea, with a bright sun and a clear sky overhead. I thought mademoiselle was going to give us the slip after all; but now," he added, rubbing his hands as if the pros- pect were the cheerfullest in the world —"now we can count upon reaching St. Petersburg without any further hitch, all safe and sound." Seeing that this promise failed to en. hilarate ins, he asked me if I would like to go upon deck for a little while. I accepted the offer eagerly. . The old gentleman placed a seat kir me in a sheltered corner and. made me comfortable with rugs, trying his utmost to charm away the deep dejection which my wretched face betrayed. Ruders- dorf came up and spoke courteously to me, but I could not bear them—their presence irritated. me. I wanted to be alone that I might loosen my grief and cry and. cry without restraint. A white bird skimmed over the calm blue water. "Tares would tell me its name," I said to myself, and this simple reflection —the mere want of a single word from him—so overcame me that I was fain to cover my bowed face with my hands to conceal my lack of courage. Rudersdorf and the old • gentleman withdrew in silence. Then, ashamed. of myself, I dried, my eyes, resolving that they should not see such an exhibition again. Presently heard a quick step ap- proaching, andlooking up with choking eagerness I saw Gordon coming toward me with anxiety on his kind. face. I dropped my head with leaden disap- pointment, for in that one moment I had. conceived it possible that Tams had come to satisfy my yearning. "My dear mademoiselle," he said with tender solicitude as he held my hand, "I hear you have been awfully ill. I can see it." "That's all over—I'm all right now," I replied. "Begad, a week down below in an atmosphere of pea soup! It's enough to knock anyone out. But this will soon bring you around, eh? By Jove!" he added, throwing up his head and draw- ing a deep breath of the pure air, "this is like rising from the dead," He seated himself on a coil of rope by my side and with cheerful encourage- ment in his vece continued: "Don't you take it to heart mademoi- selle. It'll all come right, you'll see. If they only let us come up on deck now and then—and there's no reason to keep us down below, now we're out of the river and may scream ourselves hoarse without getting an echo for reply—this police outrage will simply give us a jolly. nice little holiday at the expense of the Russian government. I've thought it all out while I've been stewing down below, and it's just the. certainty of -turning the tables on these muddle- headed, meddling officials that has kept me from knocking down my jailers—or trying to at any rate—and making a dash for freedom. "I've thought the whole thing out, and I see exactly what will happen. When we get to St. Petersburg we shall be received like princes—not Russian princes, you know. The minister will wait upon us with a thousand and one apologies, for of course he has learned already by telegraph of the blunder these fellows have made. Naturally he will try to exhonerate himself, but he'll take pains to conciliate us to the utmost of his ability—no fear of that. And he will afford us every means to get out of Russia as soon as possible—that's agt'as by wualalyy certain. And home we w of Berlin and Paris, with a day or two's rest here and there to make the journey pleasant.' Then one fine morning we will wake up, old Tams by marching. into Lambeth to the tune of "See the COniquering Hero—and Heroine—Come.' Eh?" "No," said I, shaking my head; "that will never be;" One of the men laid a key on the table as he responded in the affirmative. "Take this lady down to Sophia Otch- kin. They will share the same cabin. Lock them in and bring me the key. Keep the door gratings open and watch the prisoners closely. Report any movement of a suspicious kind to me im- mediately." CHAPTER XXXI' EN ROUTE FOR ST. PETERSBURG. The men seized the savagely and hust- led me down below. There I was thrust into a small cabin, and with a few bru- tal words the men shut the door and turned the key upon me. One of them opened a small grating in the door and gave sdme order in a tone of warning to "Sophia Otchkin, who stood with her arms akimbo regarding me. She replied with a short laugh, and then there was 'silence. , A rough deal table stood tinder the swing lamp that lit the cabin, and beside a chair. I sat down, ;ma laying my arms on the table dropped my face in my hands, quite overcome with physical aad mental exhaustion. I had matter enough for reflection and speculation. Kavanagh had deceived me. He hadnotinteulied that we sho ad Come to the Mariner's 3 oy. That AWLS of little importance. The more serious point was that, from the first, he must have determined that I should be taken away with Gordon. But why? I could not answer that question. Toward morning the stillness of the night. emphasized by the heavy breath- ing of Sophia Otclikin asleep in her bunk, was broken by the busy sound of preparation for departure, Heavy feet Knowing that the truth must be told, but I was grateful for the delay, feeling so feeble and downhearted. We staid upon deck until the sun sank in the golden sea, but the kind hearted fellow said not another wOrd on the subject that obviously caused me such depressing anxiety. He knew a great deal about saline and the sea and told me many stories of his adventures in a yacht with so much humor that more than once was forced to smile. e, , ( so IA cox 1 BD. ) SUGGESTIONS IN SLEEVES, Full Bishop, Big Puff, and Leg o' Mutton. Sleeves, sleeves, never was there a wider range for the choice in sleeves than now, and do you know, sleeves play a far greater part in the becomingness of a toilette than one would think. For instance, a slim figure looks muoh better in the full bishop sleeve or the big puff to the elbow than in either the leg - o' -mutton or the Empire. While a round svelte figure should eschew both of these former modes, as tending to make them appear heavy and bulky, taking away front the symmetrical lines of the figure, For this latter class the nmpire is a favorite model and it is smart enough to make every one wish to wear it. It con- sists of a wide, immensely full pouff at the shoulder, drooping over the top of the CHAPTER XXXII. cONFESS To GORDON, "My dear girl," remonstrated Gordon, "is anyone lying ill in a stuffy cabin, with nothing to breathe but yellow fog, in a position to see things in anything but a gloomy light? Are you yet in a condition to, form an impartial judg- ment on the affair? 'Now, if you had been pondering the matter with a clear head, as I have been doing for the past week"— "But you don't knew all the facts," I Said, interrupting him. Pulling his beard, he reluctantly ad- mitted that this was 'true. "And," he added, "it's true that I've had to draw a good deal on my imagination to square things comfortably. However, we are not going to discuss the matter to -day. It can easily stand over till you are stronger, and then if it's necessary we'll have all the facts and make the best we maylasosfen'etni" edto this proposal with a sigh, skin-tight sleeve, which is usnally a mass of crosswise wrinkles, and made to ex- tend over the hands in a long point. A pretty fashion is to cover the entire lower arm with lace, filled in over the foundation to match the pouff. An- other 'charming model of the Empire has a flaring pouff springing from a fitted lower arm; a band, of embroidery joins the puff to the lower arm, and gives a finished effect. The "sectioned" bishop sleeve is Yif011- derfully chic and is a favorite style for thin gowns of all descriptions. It is out in four portions, all of which are joined by bands of lace or openwork embroidery. A deep band of shirring fits it closely over the shoulder and again at the wrist finished by a frill. This sleeve is especially smart made up of sheer muslin over a silk foundation, which shows off the delicacy of the lace insertions to advantage. The leg -o' -mut- ton sleeves, with ninny new embellish- ments, are seen. A. charming model has the fulness of the arm ()aught into folds to fit the artn and held to above the el- bow; a number of small buttons decorate it. THLI: DAIRY RAISING THE CALF. The Digeetive organs Must be Given Pro. per Consideration. It is of the utmost importance whether the °elf is raised for the dairy 'or for the - butcher that its digestion be kept in perfect condition the first year of its ex- istence, so that it may become a profit- able animal. To do this it is necessary to feed carefully and keep the ealf sup- plied with a sufficient quantity of food to make it quiet and satisfied. It is desirable, of course, to keep the calves pushing ahead, but it is best to make haste slowly. In your eagerness to show growth, do not overfeed, or you will upset the digestive apparatus and check development for a time at least. Determine the destiny of -the calf, and feed accordingly. If a heifer, and you are raising it for dairy purposes, do not feed too much fattening food. If the heifer OMB acquires the habit of putting everything on her back it is practically impossible to induce her to change in favor of the milk pail. Cows are just as much creatures of habit as men are, and we all know the difficulty of ram -fling our ways. Therefore, train the heifer in the way you wish her to go. Give her such food as will promote rapid growth. Bone end muscle are the points to be aimed at. A fat heifer is apt to divert into flesh the food. intended for the pro- duction of milk. Therefore, cornmeal, timothy hay and other carbonaceous foods are to be eschewed. Oats, clover hay, wheat bran, etc., will do much to stimulate milk production. A few carrots or other roots will give the occasional zest required by the appetite, —New York World. The Discovery on the Parthenon. A most startling discovery was made this winter by Mr. Andrews, a member of the American archmological school here. For many years archteologists have puzzled .over the holes which run along the architrave above the pillars on the east end of the it rthenon. They were evidently boles to fasten the bronze let- ters of some inscription, but no one has over succeeded in making a close study of these- holes, and thus restoring the in- scription. Mr. .Andrews, with true American pled: and daring, climbed up ladders applied to the front of the 'Willy&'Aydin wind and storm, under the greatest difficulties, he managed to make paper squeezes of these holes and their exact distances from one another, and se has restored a great part of the inscrip- tion. It now tells us that "The Council of the Areopagus, the council of the Six Hundred, and the people of the Athen- ians, dedicate this to Nero, Augustus, Claudius, son of Co I, under the office oh Novius as Gympasiarch, and under the priestess -ship of ---." It was no doubt an act of flattery to Nero during his sojoutn at Athens (64 A.D.), anti, is in the form commemorating some victory. Most probably it ref z• to Nero's per- formance as an actor in the theater of Dionysos at Athens, which we hoar of from other sources. Mr. 'Andrews, his teachers, Profs. Wheeler and Richardson, and the 'Whole American sehool are to be congratulated on a piece of work which has evoked the applause of the foreign and local archmologists here: , Wedding gittilt of Long Age. This is part of the curious list of Lady Littleton's wedding outfit 200 years ago. In those days they appear to have had quite us great a variety of materials as we. and they certainly used a very ex- traordinary selection of names. The list runs:— A black paddysway gown and coat. A pink unwatered paisley sute of &oaths. A gold stuff sute of cloaths. A white, worked with sneal, sute of deaths. A pink betstring quilted petticoate. 'A velvet manteel primed. A love hood and a sneal hood. ^ A pallareen and a Turkey hancerchieff. A sute of knots. To watch and equepage. A dormoizeen mobb and tucker edged. A pinner and quoiff of face lace. A Good Strainer. E. N. Millen supplies a cub of a water - tank strainer. to the Country Gentleman. He thus describes it; Water is piped to my barnyard froma spring a hundred rod away. The half inch supply pipe enters near the bottnin of the tank, and is kept from freezing by being cOntinu- . ally immersed. But the one -inch overflow pipe, which goes out about three inches from the top of the tank, used. to get clogged with ice in -winter and dirt in summer, causing much annoyance. To obviate this I hit upon the following device, which has stood the test of years: A hole three inches square (a round one of this diameter wonld do as well) was sawed in a six -by -six piece of inch pipe. This was nailed on the inside of the tank, with its centre over the opening of the overflow pipe. Over the hole in the block was nailed a five -by -five piece of galvanized wire netting, of quarter -inch mesh. Now, any ice that may form is kept an inch away from the mouth of the over -flow, for the water never freezes inside the wire netting. It always has a free passage through the meshes of the wire below the ice, and up between the wire and the side of the tank to the out- let. CONTINUOUS STABLING. Too Close Confinement Often Prepares the„ Way for Disease. The first and controlling consideration should be the health of the cows. Too close confinement may invite or prepare the way for disease; too groat exposure will reduce the productiveness of the cows. Safety lies betvveeri the two ex- tremes. Cows need fresh air just as much as men do, and more of it. Besides the need of pure air, is the need for exercise No cow, remarks Hunter Nicholson, in the, Jersey Bulle- tin, can be kept in healthful breeding condition without a proper amount of exercise in the open air. The free, pure air of heaven is the best health promoter known for all domestic animals, and the breeding cow needs an ext..4 qaantity. How host to secure it without too great exposure is the problem that eaoh breeder needs to solve for himself, At the present tone it is so, and for a long time to come it will be so, that any good. cow is worth as much or more for breeding purposes than for dairy pur- poses. It would therefore be very unwise to risk the health of a breeding cow in an attempt to squeeze out the last drop of milk. Even if hothouse treatment secures more milk, it is at too great a cost if it endangers the constitutional . vigor of either till cow or her produce. In other words, the breeder must con- sider this question from the standpoint of a breeder rather than from that of a dairyman. Raising Cows. In answer to an inquiry, Mr. F. S. Peer, a western New York breeder, says that he does not believe it is neces- sary to starve calves or confine them entirely to skim -milk diet to make dairy cattle of them. If the calf was not spoiled. before it was born and has come into the world with a dairy conformation, she should be fed Illiorally and kept in a thriving and growing condition, even if it requires a ration of grain to accom- plish it. I would, however, have the grain principally bran or crushed_ oats, (no corn meal) and I would make them eat a lot of coarse forage to get a little grain; and whenever they showed signs of fattening I would reduce the .grain to no more than would keept them growing. If a heifer is bound to be a beefer with moderate feeding, the sooner she is made mellow for the block the feeder. This sort will invariably be found with broad, rough ihoulaers at the withers and well filled up between the hind legs—in other words a beefy conformation. If the breeder cannot bring himself to the point of killing the calf, and his conscience will bear the stretching, I would advise him to sell her to the first fool that comes along. By fool I man some breed- er who has had experience and ought to know --better. No honorable breeder would sell such an animal to an amateur breed- er or farmer. The rule I would give for feeding calves for the dairy comes from this hypothesis. A good dairy bow is one that eats much and keeps thin -A goad beefer is one that eats little afed keeps fat. A Great lita.p of the World. - The idea of constructing a map of the world on a very large scale has long been a favorite one withgeographical and other learned and scientific societies both at home and abroad. Some four or five years ago the matter was seriously and energetically dlscusseleat an important international congress which met at Borne For some time the project was held in abeyance, but. has recently been revived with encouraedng prospects for its future execution. ''Although we have - termed the scale a very large one, it may not perhaps appear to be so when it is stated that it is to be a natural scale of one millionth This is • equivalent to nearly 15% miles to the inch, which, supposing the two hemispheres to be pro- jected on the same plane would make the map 100 feet long. Butter. A large number of our small dairymen living near Now England villages and cities sell their butter directly to con- sumers. This class is made up largely of those who make superior butter and re- ceive for it higher rates than prevail for the average dairy butter placed indis7 criminately on the market These men have usually adapted their products to the wants of their customers, and are capable of advising others in relation to marketing dairy Those who ex- change butter for groceries at whatever point they can make a trade are victims of an irregular market and when butter is abundant their goods are priced low by deniers. Butter marketing with this :class is an unpleasant necessity. There is another class of farmers who sell butterto commission merchants. Aneong their number are those who are fluctuting in their purpose and allow themselves to be drawn into the custom of sending their butter to various dealers. They are incited to this by floating and often exaggerated reports of the high rates received by other dairymen. This class never get the top rates of the market and seldom get the true value of their butter. It Is the experience of the hest butter makers that the best and most congenial system of marketing but- ter is through one house, This will be found to he almost an invariable rule provided the butter is of uniform and high quality and the commission dealers honorable. It in • usually the case that batter supplied in regular amounts of even quality becomes the favorite butter of families suited by its flavor and qual- ity. When its reputation is thus estab- lished with a group of families it becomes sought for to snail an extent that the demand enables the merchant to raise the price asked for is. It is usually the case that a favorite butter becomes in snob demand that the dealer urges the farmer to consign more of it, and as an eneouragentent offers the highest price for it that his trade will permit. When au honorable house lind been found it is always -pleasanter to deal with it con- tinuously, There is the satisfaction in feeling that a re -tun for each consignment of butter is certain, and that the butter will bring a price commensurate with its mei its. points in Btu Mr Making. Hon. Fred Curtis of Wisconsin, who is a many time winner of first prize but- ter, in a communination to Practical Dairyman on making prize butter,says:- 4.'Sometimes the cream was too sour; the granules would - not separate'but run out with the butter. If so, and there is fifteen pounds of butter, put in a pint of salt and add half a pail of water, revolve the churn and usually the butter will separate and rise to the top and milk will come oualreely. If the cream has been churned too warm the granules will run or cling together, be coarser and there will be less undrained water in the butter—yes, and less butter recovered from the cream. But it is too late now unless you rechurn the butter- milk. I have rechurned the buttermilk of a 20 -pound churning and recovered three pounds of butter, then again less, and at other times none. It will be found that butter made and dried in this way will vary greatly in the amount of Veatearemaieing in the butter, which can be estimated from the size of the granules. If they are fine, churned at 62 degrees; more undrained . water; if churned warmer or longer so the garnuies are coarser, there will be less water re- maining and as all the water remaining in the butter has to be salted, the fine granular butter requires more salt than the coarser granules." folding Up The Stockman says in relation to the habit of cows hold up their milk that:— "There are several remedies that are vouched for to cure a cow of this trouble, but kindness andpatience may always be relied upon to cure if persistently used. The trouble is caused generally by im- proper treatment at calving time, or, rather,when the eaff is weaned. The cow IS: used to giving the milk to her calf, and when the calf is taken away she thinks that something is wrong and refuses to let the milker have the milk. Some dairymen use a weight placed across the loins. This serves to divert her attention, and sometimes effects a cure. Others try an inviting feed of some kind. which will make the cow forget that she wanted to hold up her milk. "We never had but one cow afflicted this way, and if we persisted in pulling at the teats and at the same time keep- ing up a conversation with her, she would in a few minutes give down her milk without any further trouble. If the case were a bad one, we should get a brush, not a comb, and give hex a thorough bru's shine just before milking • time, at the eametinie not forgetting to try and make friends with her. This, after all, is the main thing, to establish such relations between the cow and yourself that she toed upon you as her friend, and it,you do this and have a lit- tlo or a hag patience the habit after a time will almost surely wear away." Unreasonable Sam. "I say, mother, will you speak to Sammy?" " What's he doing,now?" "Well, every time I bit him on the head with daddy's walking -stick he hollers." Salt and Water for Cows. Recent experimenting to ascertain whether the giving of salt to dairy cows has any direct bearing upon the supply of milk showed conclusively that it is very expensive to neglect that human duty. Three cows are kept without salt for one month, and during the last half of the period the milk was weighed twice daily. The cows were then given four ounces each daily, and after their capacity was again allowed to develop, because of the salt, it was found ‘that the increase for the half month Was 100, pounds of milk. A constant supply of fresh water is just as important. Cholera. As the warm weather comes on there will be cases of chicken cholera reported. It is safe to say that cholera among fowls is a very rare disease. Persons diagnose oases as cholera when such is not true. When cholera appears it usually takes off the fleck in a few days. Should the hens be affected with bowel disease and the difficulty continue for quite a while, it may be safely concluded that indigestion from overeating, and not cholera, is at fault, the remedy being to shut off all the food and compel hens to work and scratch. Not IA His Line. "The thing for you to d" said the friend of the prize-fighter, "Is to say nothing and saw wood." "To say nothing?" queried time prize- fighter, doubtfully. 'Yes.' And saw wood?" yen t) "But that's too much like work."— Chicago Post.