HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1896-6-18, Page 6LIFTED BY LOVE;
Or, How the Wharf Waif
Became a Princess.
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This etape, like most others, consisted
of our or tive log buildings a a single
story, inclosed by a high palisade of
solid logs, planted side by side, aeul each,
out to a sharp point at the top. One of
the buildings used as a storehouse and
*carpentersshop, had taken fire, and the
wind, which was blowing fiercely, car-
ried the flames and smoke dowu upon
the, katuera. The end of that one in
which Gordon had been shut up -was
already blazing and it looked as if all
the huts in succession must catch fire
and be destroped, for the officials could
do nothing to extinguish the flames
and were solely occupied in dragging
what movables were worth saving into
the space where we and a few others
stood.
Just in front of us was aiz ugly little
man with a red beard. A sardonic grin
on his impish face.
"Look at thorn," he said, pointing to
a party of warders hauling along a cum-
brous piece of furniture. "Half a dozen
men choking themselves to save a piece
of wood not worth a couple of kopecks,
and not Otle will stir a foot to prevent
those wretched devils trampling: each
other to death at the locked gate.'
"Is their any danger here?" I asked.
Tile turned around anti answered bitter-
ly;
"Yes: there's the danger of living to
see the mines of Kara or any other pit
of Tophet that our holy czar in his
mercy consigns to -as."
&lading his eyes &Olathe glare of the
flames and looking into the smoke, he
"If those fools, instead of pounding
each other into a jelly, would only pile
themselves into a heap systematically,
there would be a chance for some of us
to snatch a few days respite in the for-
est. Hello:" he exclaimed as alull came
in the conflict of screams and curses.
"They're not such fools after all; they've
got the gate off its hinges—I'm off!"
And with that he disappeared into the
smoke,
The wardens also discovered what had
happened. Half a dozen ran across to a
shed and returned with rifles in their
;Winds. The noise at the gates was over
now. The crackling of timber, the soft
whirl of rising fiame, an occasional thud
as a beam fell—these were the only
sounds that reached us for a minute or
two. Then a shot was fired, and
another and another—half a dozen shots
perhaps,.and two or three yells answer-
edor emu.
We stood still till the warders return-
ed. one by one, and all was still. Then
Gordon, drawing closer to me whis-
pered:
"Shall we try?"
"Yes, yes—we will try," I answered
eagerly, for the thought that we also
might escape hail just then occured to
nae.
Gordon slipped down his hand and
grasped mine tightly. Between us and
the gateway, on which the smoke still
blew down in a thick culunin, charged.
with whirling sparks and dropping
flakes of fiery embers, stood a couple of
warders. One was charging his rifle.
"We must make a slin behind them
and make a dash for the smoke," said
-Gordon as we edged that way.
We waited one breathless minute, and
then as a roof fell in, throwingup ems&
dying column of sparks, which drew off
the attention of the warders, we slipped
quickly behind them and rushed into
the smoke.
We were seen. A voice called to us
to stop, and a shot was fired after us.
But we were already lost to sight. The
smoke blinded us, and stum.bling over
the bodies of those who had been tramp-
led to death in the frantic struggle to es -
'cape we reached the open gateway.
Suffocated by the smoke, Ireeled and
ahould hive fallen, but Gordon. grasp -
tag my arra, forced me to bend. down—
for he dared not open his mouth to
speak—and dragged me on. Almostun-
consciously I staggered on until at
length we got air to breathe and sawthe
plain stretching out all red. in the light
.from the fire, to the dark line of thefor-
est trees.
We waited there until another fall of
roof or walls within the palisades caused.
a sudden drop in the brightness of the
liaht.
"Now's the time," whispered Gordon,
springing to his feet. "I can't see those
fellows, nor they us. If this only lasts a
couple of minutes, we may get out of
their range."
I rose quickly, and greatly restored by
the few minutes of rest we sped over the
hard snow, hand in hand.
CHAPTER XXXV,
WD MEM' AN. OLD AcQUAINTANOE.
Darkness compells us to keep on the
outskirts of the forest. for withia the oh-
scnrity was so impenetrable that we
should have to grope our way from tree
to tree, only maybe to find, when light
came, that we had been traYeling in a
circle. The glow of the smouldering
kameras at least indicated the directiou
we were not to take, and the light of the
stars was.sufficient to enable ns to keep
a, tolerably straight course. We were
cheerful enough as we plodded. on.
Only, as it began to grow light, we east
apprehensive glances behind us for prir-
ening Cossacks, but not a speck rose out
of the great white plain.- The remains
of the etape were lost to sight, There
was no sign of habitation or living
creature between us and the darkliue
of far distant forest which bouaded the
horizon.
'It's odd,' said • Gordon in a tone of
perplexity, after looking about on the
,now around us, "it's odd that there are
no marksof feet. 1 Foes- by the ticket
dm the wall last night that there were
4/00 and odd in the louneins, and one
Would think that one ef that number
emely would take the path we have
chosen. There Were but two ways to
It was a royetery to me also, but
thotight it an aavantage, for the majoriy
or the convictwe had passed on the
road were horrible looking villains, the
number of unshackled prisoners—Men
exiled for political offenses—being very
, „11 mdcod. tliis, it seethe I,
to me that the fewer iebtpriets tie r.)
Were in: the snow the less likelihotel
there was of purstit being made in our
iilirection, as there svoula Certainly be a
better chance of meking captives in the
other. I When it grew lighter, we aleo
StrUck into the terest and sat down
tinder:a canopy of frozen snow spread
over the .tneeting boughs of the great
pines.
We were not cold, for there was no
wind, and the exercise had thoroughly
warmed our blood, but we weretired,.
said already hunger was suggesting the
question, "What are we to eat'?" ,
But we said nothing on the Subject
for some tnne, fearing to betray our
own misgivings. At length Gordon,
after lookiug round, in silence, said:
"Awfully quiet here, isn't it?" :
I nodded, looking around. me also.
Indeed the stillness was, in the true
eense of the word, awful.
; ean't see a living thing anywhere,"
'he on:tinned, "and yet there most'be,
you know." .
"Texas told me there were wolves ht'.
the forests. Are they good to eat?". '
-Web, I've never need 'em," he Ans-
wered evasively, concealing whatever
disagreeable reflections this question
may have suggested, "but one thing is
certain, they wouldn't exist if there
were nothing for them to eat. If we
could knock over a rabit now, or even
an old crow, we could soon make a fire
to cook him, and then we should. be as
right as rain."
He had mechanically filled hie pipe
and was now about to light it. He
stopped, and I saw him ruefully count-
ing the suiall number of veetas that
remained in his box. Wheu they were
gone there would be no more smoking.
"I say, do you think you could.smoke
a cigarette?" he asked hopefully.
" 'Baccy's a Wonderful comfort at all
times, but wheu you're a bit pinched,
you know"—
He pulled out his tobacco pouch
temptingly. I told him I would rather
not try it yet awhile.
"I think I shall enjoy it more present-
ly," said he, patting his pipe in his
pocket.
Then I noticed by the limpness of his
pouch as he put that away that his
tobacco was nearly all gone.
When we began to feel chilly, we
walked on again, keeping under the
trees with the hope of finding some ani-
mal that might serve us for food, the
snowdrift that edged the wood being
our guide.
Gordon had provided himself with a
.stout stick, but we saw to sign of living
creature the whole day, and the only
thing we found to eat was some frozen
moss and a leathers' kind of lichen. On
and on we went skirting the edge of the
plain, through the interminable forest,
until the light began to fade; then we
went out and looked beyond the drift.
The bounaless plain, with the edging of
black pities. was all we saw—nothing
else.
"We must think now of making our-
selves comfortable for the night," said
Gordon as we re.entered the forest.
"We will have a good fire at any rate."
Fuel was not wanting. The edge of
the wood was strewn with broken wood
—limbs torn from the trees by the gales
that swept across the plain, or broken
down in former winters by the weight
of ice and snow. We collected a great
heat) and having both the foundation
ev •
of our fire Gortion, with infinite care,
struck one of his precious matches and
lit the pile of dry leaves and. fir cones.
I knew then why he had refrained from
smoking all day. Our lives depended
ou those vestae, for if they gave out
before we could get a fresh supply we
must freeze to death.
As soon as the fire was well alight we
scraped a narrow trench, about six feet
long, in the thick bed of fie needles fac-
ing the fire. and framing a kind. of roof
over it with pine branches piled a mass
of twigs and rubbish of all kinds on top
so as to exclude the cold. air. We both
worked with a will, leaving off now and
then to put fresh fuel on the fire, and
when it was finished felt very well satis-
Red with our performance.
"Now," said, Gordon when we had put
the finishing touch to the roof, "creep
inside, mademoiselle, and see if you Can
get a few hours' sleep."
"But we have got to make another
shelter for you," said. L
"No; one will serve us both—turn and
turn about. It won't do to let the fire
go down, you know"—it was in this way
he disguised his fear of attack by wolves
—"and I promise you to take my full
share of rest as soon as you have had
yours."
I :crept into the trench, and. stretching
myself out at full length found that the
spririgy fir needles made a better bed
than the hard planks of the kameras. It
was pleasantly warm, too, with the heat
thrown out by the fire.
Gordon seated himself at the opening,
with his heavy stick beside him, and
with a deep sigh of satisfaction lit the
first pipe of the day. It Was good to
see the happy conteat in his face as he
slowly smoked, letting the clouds issue
slowly from his lips, and the leaping
flanies of the fire beyond him. Indeed,
but for the craving of hunger, I had no
reason to complain, but a good deal to
be thankfnl for.
It was not long before I
and I slept souudly, as it seethed to Inc.
But when I
hat it wets not
changiug the
y, but perhaps
ain.
e to find him
r a meal mug while.
awoze Gordonn declared t
yet time .to think ftbent
watch; so, not =willingl
eellishly. I dropped elf .ag
I awoke a second tim
stili patiently sitting oa guard at
my feet. but he gave me the Same
permit not to
answer and would not
take his place. And wheo, after a third
space of sleep, he allowed me to come
light between
out, I saw by the gray
the trees that the night was passed.
Then having piled Inert) wood, on the
fire, and handed his stielt over to mo
With inetructions 1 give hint "a crack
I heard the
over the toes" with rt if
slignteet sounds or detecteg trees, he
add in u, fewd any move-
ment in the snmanncliu
crawled into the treneh,
dropped off,
mine tes wies snormg souorously.
In a couple of heurs he came out pro-
testing that lie could sleep no longer,
anti haviug nothing to detain us we re-
commenced our onward inarch.
I have no need to dwell on this part of",
my history, for further testimony to the
patient courage, geuerosity 1ne1.011S;ea3
iug kindness of Crt, .rge Gore )!I ,s nu -
necessary, and uuthie occrtaa ;el i.o
the terrible monotony of our h!...reoy
through the dreaxy forest until the
fourth day of Oar escape. in the man
noon of that day we celue upon a mad
cut through the forest and debouching
upon the plain. eiscovery threw
us into n butte of i tense moritelueut
It was like a sision of seater in the de.
SW:Y.
Not a soul was insight, but there were
Ot t4h,41.!..4e rthIllerS III the 8110W
wilich had fallen thm day before.
-It's uot a main road—that is evident
by its narrowness," said Gorden, grasp-
ing my hand
**Wi bat sitall we do?" I asked, tremb-
ling violeetly,
it only leads to a farm, we're all
j right. No 0110 would be so inhuman aa
to refuse us food, seeing how Pinhhed
and done up we ere. It on the other
leafid, it leads to a town—why, then, we
stand a good. chance of being made pris-
oners again. What do you say to stop-
4pionitger.hrere while I go on and recen-
.
'No, no. If you go on, I will go .with
you."
"And hope for the best," he , added
sturdily, pressing my ern), to his side and
stepping out. '
Th,e road seemed endless and de-
serted as the.forest itself. -Then, lean-
ing more and more heavily on Gordon's
arm, plodded wearily on, with feet that
seemed. to oling to the ground, uhtil thy
companion, seeing that my strength was
, well nigh spent,' said:
O'I'm done up, my dear giid. Let, ne
stole for the night. We can dream of
having a good supper—that will be some
satisfaction—and then tomorrow we
will realize our dream."
"If we could only go to sleep and never
wake aganil I murmured famtly.
"Ah, you'll not say that when we get
a loaf of black bread and, some selt be,
fore us," he replied; smacking his lips.
We craved. for nothing beyond that
simple fare.
We made our usual preparations for
the night.
"One more," said Gordon, closing his
'box after taking out a match to light
/the fire.
We sat down on the windWard side of
the blazing. sticks and began to pick fir
cones to meces, having discovered by
accident that some of them contained
seeds that were eatable. From this en'-
grossing occupation we were isuddenly't
startled by hearing a low langh, aled
looking up we saw a man standing near
us with a sack shmg over one shoulder
and a heavy stick in his right hand.
"Who are you?" cried Gordon, spring-
ing to his feet.
"Ivan Dontremember," the mane -
plied in tolerable English. "You've
this.seen before—by a better fire than
As he spoke he pushed back his hood
and thrust oat his chin, showing a red
beard, an impish face and a massive
cranium, ispiopoi. donate y aro for
the size of his face and perfectly bald.
recogOzed him as the man who had
stood beside us by the burning kameras,
"You've chosen an odd place for your
fire," he said, with another chuckle, as
he threw down his sack carefully and
rested himself on it. "One can see you
are novices, .An old hand at this sort
of thing—one of the large family of
Dontremembers, for instance—would
have taken the prevention to see wheth-
er the smoke would. blow into the road
or not before lighting up. But perhaps
you are tired of liberty and swine food.
Are you?"
"Why do you ask?" Gordon de:.
mended.
"Because your smoke is blowing
straight down, and the posthouse is not
500 yards distant The man there has
orders to take prisoner or shoot any re-
fugee that conies within his reach."
CHAPTER XXXVI.
raEgmeef AT itrkiLE A DAY.
"You seem to treat the danger pretty
lightly," said tiordon. "Perhaps you
are tired of libetty."
"Not a bit of it. I have just bought
freedom for three days at the rate of a
ruble day, and. hero it is," said. Ivan
Dontremember, striking the sack on
which he sat.
"What have you got there?" Gordon
asked eagerly.
"Freedom, I tell you, for three days.
It's indispensable. How long do you
think you are going to keep up an fir
cones? Twelve hours at the outside,
I should say. by the look of madam."
"What have you gut in the sack, I
ask?" Gordon repeated. savagely.
"Bread. and I'll gnard it as I would
my life," Ivan Dontretnember answered,
catching the gleam of desperation which
lit my eyes as well as Gordon's.
"We are starving; we have eaten no-
thing for four days. You must give us
some."
"You. can get as much as you want at
the post. Schemyl must keep his pris.
oners alive till the patrol comes around
to collect them. Why should I shorten
my term of freedom to prolong yours?"
Gordon looked at me. "Shall we give
ourselves up?" his eyes asked, and mine
answering "Yes," he held out his hand
to me and eaid:
"Come."
"I am afraid you are leaving with a:
bad opinion of me," said Ivan Doutre-
member as I rose. "That's the worst of
being perfectly reasonable—one's sure
to offend some amiable fool. Now, if
you only had. a ruble or two"-----
"What!" cried Gordon, tearing open
his coat to get at leis note case. "You
will sell your liberty?"
"Of course I wise, Schemyl always
keeps a good. stock on hand on the chance
of a moneyed customer :dropping in.
Plenty more where this came from." he
continued. untieing his sack and pro-
ducing a loaf. "It's rather a hig-h price
—a ruble a loaf, pretty nearly half a
crown of yonr nioney-gbut these poor
government officials must live."
Without a wined Gordon enatched
note from his case, thrust it into 'Ivan's
hand and took possession of the loaf,
Then, with horrible laughter, We tore
the ionf in two and ate with the raven-
ous fury of starved beasts. For a time
we forgot everything but the animal joy
of satisfying our craving appetite.
Whether Ivan spoke to us or not I do
not know. It was not until our hunger
had.been appeased that we could think
of him.
"What right have you to put tempta-
tion in a poor devil's way?" he growled.
"Do you know the value of the note you
gave me?"
Gordon shook his head, still eating,.
thousand rubles—three year's iree-.
•dom 1 Lifelong freedom who knowso
lake it back, or I linty be tolopted yet
to knock you ou the head.."
I He peshed the note into Gordon's
4 hand and tarning away SOD his elbows
on his knees, dropped.. his bristly red
beard in his pehes rocked himself slow-
ly backward aua forward, scowling hate
the tire.
Gordon looked rutlitu and then at inc
in eilent perplexity; we both doubted
N.vhethe.• the little inno was in his right
mind. Preeentiv gi:vec.ing ronua aud.
perceieing that Gordon *till held the
eine hi his liond, Ivan Doetremember
allgrily;: •
"Put it awey, tell you—hiao it up.
Dee't yon know that the forest is alive.
esvitli (desperate men? Any one at them
evould :sunder the pair ot yon to gee
hat. 1 Why Shouldn t they'? Neceseity
knows no law hot self presservatnee Do
I you ElltrN WilUt P.) 1)1 un
you a yoit there ni an ecstasy; of
:mined pleasure? At least you would
11!ive.goile out ttle World liaPPY; it
would MVO SONed you—ond the ,gevern-
ment—eyeare. of trouble. and inc too.
eel)
Oh, there was enough justifioation.
Reason was on my side and opportunity
as well You would have done it in niy.
place. There was murder in your eye
when, you asked for bread. Bread is
only a meaus to liviog; the end of living
is 'freedom • A. man will fight for life
while there's. a hope of freedom; when
that hope dengone, he will blow his
braille out."
(To tue sioireesireate
THAT .F.Cli-PING BEP.
The Q1dIrlit•Itiet. Lad :l'irot Avail Riinself of
US So.:diking Attraetioits.
An old,' gray-whiikered man, *bli
eed
lived all his Ilea 'tin' a 'small fatna' near
,
Batavia*, stinapedat the hotel last Tues-
day evening He Said he 'wanted room
for one night. He was sent to, the third
11.061 ;. Later' in the evening he went out
and didn't come back miduight. He
had evidently. been enjOying. himself.
His ,breatila smelled of whisky. He went
up to his roonoand that was the last '
seen of him :mai early in the inoening
when a boy went • to call him for his train.
The boy got no answer ‘vhen he knoeked
on the door mad he opened it and walked
in. The folding bed. had not been let
down.. gbh hoy had to look. aboot for a'
moment or two before he discovered the
old man. 'Titan lie heard a husky voice
from near 'the 'ceiling somewhere, He
looked un and there Was the guest ourled
up on, top of the bed, rubbing his eyes.
He 'was fully aroSsed, with the excoptinn
eat his; big -cowhide boots, svhich were'
standing on the. floor. .,
"Say, mister," inquired the boy, "why
didn't you get Jute bed?"
"B'gosh 'sheeted the man, angrily,
'"there aiO't bed. Here I've been
envied up on top of this sideboard all
night without it wink of slosp. Ain't
this a nine way to treat a mau? Hey?"
oaf course at Was Just Itis Luk.
Be was a fashionable young man, but,
as was shown, he was also good.natured,
On his way ,downtown on the Third
avenue elevated road lie had noticed with
interest a pretey young woman, who sat
nearly opposite him and. who was in
charge of two little children.
When the guard called "City Hall!"
and the young man joined the afternoon
rush on the platform, ha found himself
directly behind the pretty young woman,
who was haying some trouble to keep
both her small chargos. from under the
feet of the crowd. Site could carry only
one of them, and. the other was in mo-
mentary danger of geng down in the
aniast of tho stampede for Brooklyn oars.
The pretty young woman wasn't going
to Brooklyn, aud as she reached the head
of the column of humanity that was
pouring up the stairs from City Hall
Park she stopped in despair. The stairs
were full of Brooklyuites, and as far as
she could see they were still taming.
However, she mustered up her courage,
and with one ohild on her arni and hold.-
ing the other by tho hand she was about
to lower her head and buck the center
when heard somebody saying cour-
teously "Let. take one of them,
i
It; was the fashionable young man.
She,gavo one glance at the crowd, sur-
rendered the Child she carried, and
plunged down tho stairs with the other.
The baby the young man carried seemed
delighted to make his acquaintauce...All
the way down from Twenty-third street
she had. preserved„ the silence of the tomb
but now she threw both arms around his
neck, and as he struggled down the
stairs shouted, in accents of wild delight,
"Papal Papa! Papa!"
The young man reached the bottom of
the stairs just as the baby was in the
midst of her remarks. At the same rao-
snout he found himself confronted by a
young woman as fashionably dressed as
himself. Recognition, surprise and
amusement flashed over her face with
lightning -like rapidity. "Why, Charlie!"
she gasped.
"Papa! Papa! Papa!" screamed the
baby, emplatisizing her remarks by kick-
ing hini vigorously in the ribs.
Charlie didn't stop to talk. He turned
all .colors in the spectrum, muttered
something that might have been profanity
or might have been "How're you?"
rushed on and deposited the baby with
scant e.oremony at the feet of the pretty
young woman, who was waiting for him.
"T'anks," she saki, with a wide smile
"If yer ever come near No. 18434 Riving -
ton street—"
"Papa! Papa! Papa!" shrieked the
baby.
But Charley had fled.—New York
Tribune.
Sire Didn't sau.
A Liverpool lady had an unpleasant
experience lately. She was about to sail
by one of the Atlantic liners for New
York, and she left one trunk to be
packed for the morning of her start.
They called for it about 6 A,. M. She
protested, but the men declared it was
her last chance to get it on the steamer.
The poor little woman was half blind
with sleep. She got up ana flung the
thin "gs into the trunk—towels, tidies,
books, anything that 'came les hand.
Then she sat on the trunk, got it looked,
popped into bed and was fast asleep be-
fore they got it out of the room.
" In duo time she awoke with just an
hour or so te get her bath anti. breakfast
and get down to the wharf, aud then she
found that sho hadn't a solitary stitch to
her beck but the nightgown she stood in.
She went on her knees to tho chamber-
innid, she offerell any money for an ulster
and it veil, sho begged the landlord for
Iii s mackintosh and a pair of boots—any-
thing—anything, ana oho arrived at the
svharf in time seo the vessel sail out
of the dook. Her trunks—oh, they got
off right enough, bet see herself was left
behind. —London Telegraph.
Gown fo a Girl Grua note. ,
A dress of white crepon 1111010 with a
five -yard shirt interlined svith stiffening
to a depth of fifteen inches. Round
wnist in hack, panted in front, iarge
leg-ohmutton sleeves, bolt and collar of
fite-inch taffeta ribbou bowed at the
back. Box -plait ot the goods dome the
center front of the waist. tretellos of
ribbon from belt to shoulders, back and
' frout, 'with short bow of four loops and
four ends. --May Ladies' Home Journal.
TH r--7NPm
,PROSPEROUS HOMES.
round' on iovery rarin Where Improve-
. .
leant is the watehersee.
'• . • ,
From all sections of ,the country
comes an earnest expression of a desire
fer au improvement alongeall lines of
effort. This desire is the doginal result
of the improved condition of the farmers
pr,ocluced by their wise action last ' year
in eeeking their -supplies at henna. The
home is the:starting point • for advance-
ment and progress. Make the home self.
'sustainingfand its inmates. comforrable
and hippy, and it is 'easier then to
establish the community anfl country
on a logieer pinne of prosperity. 'The
essential thing is to get the heme in a
prosperous houdition, and no home can
be peospermas unless .the owners live
there—live in the true meaning of the
word, and net simply exist th sta. The
farm is the farmer's world and the
home and heart aiad center of that world.
In conducting the farm on sound bride
ness principles it is vitally important
that provision must first be made for
the sustenance of tho family and live
stock necessary to conduct operations
on the farm. With this as a basis, de-
crehaleg expenditures, tbe money orop
will be it surplus one, and the prodnoer
will be, to a certain extent, independent
Tho expression of a general desire fon.
improvement is an omen of better times.
It is prophetic of still greater improve -
went of the conaition of the -farmer, of
the soil he cultivates, in his system of
cultivation, and in the handling of the
proiluots of the farm, Let improvement
be the watchivord.—Southern Cultivator.
REPAIRING FENCES.
Stout Galvanized 'Wire is Par Better Them
Nails for Mending.
Mendiug pasture fences is often a
prominene element iit the regular sum-
mer work of the farm. The boards used
in pasture fencing are email's,- of a cheap
quality, and either decay rapidly er warp
and twist Out of shape, either of which
evils has a telidellOy to IWO tho. ends of
the boards from the posts. To again nail
these ends to the posts is but to tempor-
ize. They will soon he off agaionA much
better way to mend such breaks is by
using the plan shown in the accompany -
Ing illustration. Stout galvanized wire
is BOW exceedingly cheap. It is just the
material to use in making repairs upon
board fences. Secure the end. of the wire
to the top of the pest so that it cannot
slip down, and then bind It about the
postoand the ends of the boards In the
manner shownonaking it fast at the bot-
tom. Such repairing is easy, and, best of
all, it is hffeotive and lasting. Such wire
may also be used in binding pole fences
to the stakes which support thern.—New
York Tribune.
Curing Grasses and Clovers.
The natural grasses, when cut for hay,
.are generally spread and dried as rapidly
as poseible in order to secure them in
the best possible condition. The same
method is not applicable to the clover
crop. It requires a longer time to cure
properly, and if exposed to the scorching
sun it is injured more than the natural
grasses, since its succulent leaves and
tender blosssoms are quickly browned
and lose their sweetness in it measure,
and are themselves liable to be wasted in
handling over. Many prefer curing in
the cock. Mow clover when dry and free
from dew; let it wilt, and the same day
it is mown fork it into cocks which will
weigh from 40 to 50 pounds when fit for
the barn. Do not rake and roll, as that
will corepress it too much. Place in the
barn according to the weather, but it
may be safely mowed away While the
heads and steaks are comparatively green
and fresh. When fit to cart, the green
stalks will he found to be destitute or
nearly so, of sup, as the sap has calidied
and the clover will keep. On the day of
carting turn the cocks ov8r, expose the
bottom to the sun an hour or so, and to
each ton of hay as it goes into the mow
or stack add four to sixemarts of salt In
a general way, these 'instructions may be
adapted to clover, covvpeas, and other
leguminous crops, which are so valuable
for stook }swans° of .their richness in. pro-
tein.
Gnu' ed Honey.
Almost all extraotecl,.honey will gran-
ulate and become like sugar during
cold weather. Heretofore this has been
considered rather it detriment to the sale
and use of extracted honey. But when
brought more prominently before the
public., and consumers have becomebetter
acquainted with it, it may be called
now the leader. We have always taken
the ground that honey after granulation
is in the meet perfect form in which it
can be used. Granulation improves the
appearance of any quality of honey and
never fails to give it a lighter shade. It
also has a tendency to drive from it a
wild taste and make it a purer sweet.
In this condition it is in the best possible
shape for keeping , any length of time,
By being free of 'MIX, and taken from
She comb just as the bees place it there,
without any melting ot combs or mixing
of any kind, by the latest improved
machinery, it is without doubt the Porest
of all sweets. It is easily returned to its
original form by SO (p13 melting it; and
if sealed up rdatight after home thus
melted •It retain its liquid form fox
a long time.
Blade a Di 40,ron co. '
Maud—So you sethe profile:al bow I
got from IthhaS011lo.ITaagy Drowil? He's
just graduated frona . an ;agricultural
college with high honors as a veteeinary
WATERING POULTRY.
•
ADevice Which Is Just as erseita le winter
as Summer.
The waterlog of hens in winter is
often attended with unsatisfactory re-
sults. With an ordinary water vessel the
hous are likely to spill the water by step-
ping Open the edge of the dish. The we-
re!. then freezes if it be the winter season
and causes e very unpleasant state of
affairs, The cut shows'a plan that not
only secures the water from any such
mishap, but puts it in it plaee most
convenient for the attendant, as he does
not need to enter the poultry quarters at
all to supply water, or to remove the
pail. The hook is placed jest high
ennugh to hold the pail firmly on the
braokee —New York Tribune.
liaising Dogs in Connection With _Fruit.
For the past fire years we have raised
hogs on the vineyard, and the results
have been veil's; snocossf ta, eci much so
that WO consider the raising of hogs one
of the essential characteristics embodied in
the fruit and farming 'industries. Hogs
that get the necessary care and attention
cannofail to be profitable, not only
under ordinary conditions, but to a
greater extent if a fanner would wateh
the hog market as carefully as he does
that of grain, or preen and dried. fruit.
Our hogs always have the best care, and
revolve as much attention as our pruning
or cultivation, Breeding„ raising and
marketing are the three important fea-
tures of success,.
Our choice of hogs to breed is the
Poland -China or the Berkshire, or a
cress between the two is also advantage-
ous. The Poland. China Traduces very
VP, while the. Berkshires seem to
take hotter care of their young, and
naturally a cross develops more profitable
results. In the raising of hogs one has
first to consider what time of the year
he is better able to give, young pigs his
best care, as it is our experienee that the
cmgect foundation of a hog is made dur-
ing the first six or eight weeks after it
is berth and our method is of course in
keeping with our crepse
Pigs that are horn about Sept. 1 have
a good start on grapes, which make an
excellent food, being healthful, strength-
ening ana fattening. They are then fed on
pumpkins and corn, followed by arti-
chokes, and to the spring fattened on
grain, and are ready for market about
;rum 1. On the other hand, pigs born
about Fob. 1 have also a good start on
corn harvested the Previous fall, then
artichokes, continuea with grain during
the summer, and fattened 171 the fall on
grapes, to be ready for inarket about tie
end of the year.
We have always tried to avoid carrying
a large stock of heavy fat hags during
tho summer, as they are less able to
stand the vory warm weather, and are
more subject to cholera or any other
disease that may invade your territory.
We have always been fortunate in preserv-
ing good health among our bogs, and if
one would take the proper precaution,
there would be considerably less danger
of cholera, which we are satisfied is often
caused from impure water and Stale food.
Itt tho spring hogs need a blood purifier.
Small quantities mixed with their food.
will give tone to them and restore a fine,
bright, healthy appearance. During the
summer it may be also well to give them
very small doses of carbolic acid if you
think they show signs of being sick.
Keep well posted as to the demand for
hogs, also the amount of corn, grain,
alfalfa., etc., being cultivated and har-
vested for food, as sometimes it pays to
hold over for it week or two, and don't
sell until you are satisfied that the mar-
ket is at its best for yoteconsidering your
own circumstances as well as other con-
ditions.—Am. Agriculturist.
A FARMER'S COMPASS.
Little Instrument That is Useful for a Va.
riety or reeposei.
Inclosed please find a diagram of a far-
mer's compass, it little implement which
I find very handy th setting buildings,
squaring.. up fields, etc. Take a, pine boati
18 or 20 inches .square; lay off a perfect
square and put a meld in each corner.
Drasv lines diagonally across so as to 'find
the exact center, and drive a bind in it.
1-7\ss
•eg
rile sharp, and be sure they line up ea-
,
/toter'. Fasten a sharpened stick or post
on the board, or nail the board secure y
to u stake, and the implement is done.
'in this country (nerthsvestern Ohio),
where the laud is laid off by range or
section, it is easy to run lines at right
angles to the roads. By setting the com-
pass so tho hrads will einge with a given
line and by looking across the other way
you have a right (bugle, and by setting
stakes in range you Oall run as many
angles as you uhooso.
The idea is not original svith me. I got
it from a Scotch:nee named "Sandy,"
who said they used the same in layieg off
the "lands" in elm plowing matcheo in
Scotland. It is a groat advantage to hare
the fields a perfect right angle or tee sides
of same parollel, to avoid snort roe s. NV!)
frequently pass Bolds that have short
80)'i, 00 rows on (MC side, owlegoo the fenocis not
EiIas a being placed as they should be. I have
secretI6
t,1aTitY(3s.is1'e's engitged to • s() Gladys told mbe intirried loaned this tool to mechanics to set build
to him. I ings•---Mulcolni Crockett, in Ohio Far-
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