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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1897-10-28, Page 6DOCTOR JACK. By CST. GEORGE RATI IBORX E. Ob. : I useu aiittlewater in the wash -room of your hotel here. Be- sides, the clumsy clowns went clo:•rn Ince a row of ten pins, It : was all over in half a minute, See. there is proof of my flu ret blow --my hand, win be . a trifle stiff to -morrow, but I" pre- sume the fellow who was at the other end will feel worse than that. ' Avis gazes at him with kincilirt, e;;es he looks so quiet and modes., and yet seems so capable of taking care of himself against all comers, teen a mad bull to a crowd of despe;°ate str eet rowdies. Reavens i what a man to protect thewoman he loves age inst the world. This thought i1asnes into her mind without warning—she feels the colour mounting to her face, and fearful lest the Sceri.rt flag of dig• tress may be revealed to WS eyes, sht lets her gaze drop. By chance it rests upon his left hand—a little cry bubbles from her lips. Oh I Doctor Tack, rou egg wounded 1" Re starts, and looking in the direc- tion she points, sees a few drops: of blood trickling down the back of his hand° The sight makes hint angry and he takes out a hank; tin -chief to hastily wipe the ten -tale stains away, " I sincerely be your i+ardon, hiss Morton, for appearing in your pre- sence in this condition. H.'uestly, I did not know that knife had towwbe1 me. I had my overcoat on that arm. See this rent—that is wbere is passed through. It must have hist cat me a trifle." " But you are wounded I ant smile - thing of anurse. Let me bind it up for you." He would emphatically refuse, and opens his mouth to do se, but she had assumed such a pretty air of authoelt;r that somehow he feels as ihie,gli he were a slave, without a. will of bis awn. For once the stubborn man is conquered—that little 'nn 1;.ui;lti has done it. Protesting, yet obeying the mandate, he dra.ws up the 1co:se sleeve of ,lis coat, and in half a minute, bares his magnificent arm. It is his left, nut a splendid specimen nevertheless. Jack hastily wipes the blood away. There is a cut an inch or so loam, whole the keen blade touched the tleeh in its passage. Avis utters an exela na- tion of sympathy, and L.egtns to wrap her little cobweb of a 'kerchief around it, while jack expeetulates, declaring it to be only a utile, net worth both- ering about—nevertheless lie stunds the ordeal like a. :roman, though the touch el her cool fingers sends the 'Wood rioting thrmiah his veins. and threatens to give h'n a `disease that niay be incurable daring the rest of his natural life. ":1 thousand :tanks, Miss Avis. It is not every poor devil who may re- ceive such tender treatment after be- ing engaged in a street brawl," rind. he draws the coat sieve down. Then he remembers what is was drought him here—to what he owes the pleasure of thls interview. "You left the seno.°tta well. I tiara, Doctor Jack 7' queries the girl, ani he amazed to .use how easily she guesses where h+ has been -trust a woman for reading such simpie things " Quite well, thane you," Jack would not continue the subieci. but Avis has no inte.ttron of letting him off so nosily. "Since meeting* her I have heard that the Senorita Gonzales has a wonderful voice, the most charming in Madrid it is said." " Her voice is certainly charming," Jack is bound to admit—under the present circumstances he does so un- willingly, not that he believes other- wise, but he dislikes praising Mer- cedes in the presence of this girl, though some men would do just the opposite, endeavouring to arouse a. spark of jealousy by going into rap- tures over the other. " She sang for you, then ?" quickly. "Yes you must hear her some day yourself." Be tries to work this in, just as though it is some new oper- atic star he speaks of instead of a lady friend. "You are fond of music, Doctor Jack," she pursues—strange how every one calls him thus, seldom men- tioning his last name. He likes to hear it fall from her lips. Very." " Perhaps you sing yourself ?" " A little—songs of the hunt, the came -fire, or a roving life on the deep blue sea. Sometimes we may have a cozy evening together—I am sure you sing." "I should not dare to try after your hearing such a nightingale as the senorita. How does your arm feel, doeter ?" " Exeeedingly comfortable, thank Ton. When I get to my hotel I shall rub on a salve I have that will make it heal rapidly. Such scratches are nothing. I have had twenty worse than that at one time after a terrible tussle with a grizzly bear out in the Rockies. " Some time you must relate your adventures to me, as Othello did to Desdemona, you remember," ,with a twinkle in her blue eyes. "Yes, and I have often thought what an egotistical chap Othello must have been, telling yarns by the whole- sale, himself the hero every time, until poor Desdemona believed him a verit- able god. Poor thing, she discovered her mistake afterward, and that he was but an ordinary jealous mortal in spite of his wonderful heroism." Avis burst into a clear laugh at what he says, and Jack believes it is the cheeriest sound he had heard for many a day. . " We will defer the adventures, then, to some time in the future. Just now, I believe, you have something else to tell me." With that he comes dawn suddenly from his highhorse--the interest this girl takes in him may, after ,all, pro- ceed iroin her desire to know what message he carries, and all this time has foolishly deluded himself into the belief that she had begun to care for Doctor Jack himself. Somewhat abashed, he draws within his shell like an old mud turtle; and is mean his dignity, but no one can g tamale there while Avis Morton is ierotutd—the jolliest girl that ever mental trout blew York on a steamer, a,iwat s the fife of a crowd, and adored by every one she meets, male and fe- male. In his walk in life Doctor Jack has been a. most extraordinary character, but once he faits in love he sinks his individuality, and does the same ordin- ary things all lovers do. It is the common let° " Alt. 1 yes, you, mean Aleck ?" he 'ventures, endeavouring to self, Tell me about him, In one of his letters he mentioned your name—I heve never forgotten it, and when I heard you speak it to -day the shock was somewhat painful," " Aleck was very dear to You, Miss Avis ?1' collect him - "He was my brother. T loved him as aboy. When he came of age, long before me, he went abroad. I never saw him again, but had an oc- eaeional letter telling me of his travels. Then you Joined him later we read in the papers that you were traveling in Turkey together—then came the news of his death it was a terrible shook to me. I understood that you had eseap- ed, and were still travelling in Europe. It has been my hope ever since to meet you." Tears dim the azure eyes -Doctor Jack wishes lie had the right to wipe them away, out even the fleeting thought frightens him. Notfor the world would he offend this girl. " The story is brief enough, but painful. Do you feel as though you could listen to it to -night, or shall we defer it 2" " No; I must hear it now. Tell me all—how my poor Aleck was murdered, and you escaped." " Perhaps you will think less of me because I did not fall with him, but-,-`• " The account I read spoke highly of your courage, declaring that you per- formed prodigies of valour in behalf of year friend, but were finally struck down, and poor Aleck's body cast into the Bosphorus." Doctor Jack's face grows singularly, \\shite. bis eyes flash, and his hands open and shut with a spasmodic move- ment as his memory goes back to the scene she mentions. With an effort he calms Himself. Through an open window the odour of flowers creeps and fill's with sweet incense the stuffy little room. Somehow it seems to him as though this girt had brought the flower odour with her—they seem to be one in common. Let us sit down, Avis pardon me, tut I heard Aleck call you by that nc.rne so often that it falls uncon- sciously from my lips—we can talk 1••ctter and to more comfortable. Sit beside this window, where we may hear the tinkling of the fountain near by, and enjoy the fragrance of the flowers. Somehow, this puts me in mind of the many nights poor Aleck and I spent together—perhaps it is be- cause you resemble him in a. great measure. Aleck and I were great chums—he was the warmest hearted friend I ever had, and I shall never forget him but it is needless for me to say anything about him to .leis sis- ter, who must know hirn so mush bet- ter than I ever could." " Nevertheless, I drink in your words with rare pleasure, Doctor Sack. Any one whom Aleck loved. must be --my friend. We were orphans, and all in all to each other." " Thank you. I will not speak now of our travels, knowing they will keep and that you are particularly interest- ed in the sad event that deprived me of a friend and you of a brother." She nods her head, but does not look up—he knows her eyes are full of tears, and respects a fond sister's anguish. "We were in Turkey at the time, and Aleck, who bad never been in the Orient before, was immensely taken with the strange things he saw there. He managed to get into a few scrapes through bis rashness, but they were small affairs, and the judicious ex- penditure of a little money cleared him. "I must have been blind not to have seen that something was on the tapis, tut at the time certain things worried me, of which I need make no mention, and I put Aleck in charge of a cer- tain Effendi, who, for a round consider- ation, agreed to take care of him. " I had managed to straighten out my affairs, when one day Aleck let a thunderbolt fall on my feet. He was in love. The object of his passion was a wonderfully beautiful girl, the inmate of a harem. Unknown to me. and bribed by Aleck, the Turkish Effendi had taken the boy into the grounds and introduced him to the harem, the eunuchs in attendance be- ing made blind with gold. " That settled the business. He fell head over heels in love with a girl called Sady, and she returned his pas- sion. Night after night he had been meeting her in the gardens, and life without her was a barren waste. He raved of her lovely qualities of mind and person—I was too amazed to speak. " When I tried to argue Aleck swore he would never leave Constantinople without this girl as his wife—he would rather die with her than live without her. " What could I do with such a hot head, Miss Avis ? Words fell upon a deaf ear. He insisted that I should help him. " As a last •resort I agreed to see the owner of the harem, and leaving Aleck in the room we occupied I had an interview with the guide we had engaged. " I discovered that the Pasha was away, but his . agent couldbe seen, eo an hour later I was in his presence. I could talk a little .Turkish, but took an old schoolmate or hodja'along to act as interr,reter. "Here I only met disappointment, for I found that the Pasha was one of the richest men in all Turkey, and would not sell one of the inmates of his harem at any price. Incidentally I also learned that the girl Sady was soon to become an inmate' of the Pasha's seraglio as a wife, " I knew full well that this news would drive Aleck wild, but to my sur- prise he took It calmly. -I was deceived by his manner, and believed he had come to his senses. Several more days came, and we made p.reparationt for leaving the City of the Gelden. Horn. Most of our things heel gone, and I was thinking of getting tickets, when Aleck came to me and told me to make it three—that he meant to steal Sady from the Harem on this night, and by the time the bold theft was discovered we would all be outside of Turkishterri- tory. I was amazed a,t his boldness, and told him he was mad. To make a long story shoat, I found that he was bound to attempt this insane project, whether I helped him or not, and as it is not my nature to desert a friend, no matter what the wild goose chase he may be engaged on, I found my- self in the plot. "Everything had been arranged. It e as a moonlight night, and we had no trouble in entering the sacred. gr ounds, Here Sady met us, and when I saw her face peep from under the veil L did not wonder poor Aleck had gone wild over her beauty, for she eves charming—a Georgian,girl, 2 be- lieve. " All went well until we drew near the boat, then out of the thicket sprang a score or more of savage looking Turks armed with clubs, They attach- ed us fiercely. I looked around for the guide, but he had disappeared, the heathen dog having betrayed us, see- ing he could get no more money out of Aleck after that night. "Both of us fought like tigers, but it was of no avail. I saw Alecle beaten down, and was sorely pressed myself. Above the fierce cries I heard the deep voice of a man whore I rightly juged to be the Pasha himself, shouting, To the water with the Christian dogs 1 Drown them like rats in the Bosphor- us.` "Several picked Aleck up—he was to all appearances dead, but I made a rush to save him, A cudgel struck me, and I fell across the form of my friend, senseless. They must have thrown me into the Bosphorus, for the cold water revived me, and desperately I struggled to the surface. "Heaven was kind, for a black cloud hid the face of the moon, and my enemies did not see me swim away but I returned when they had gone, to search for poor Aleck, and only gave up the hunt when the night was a ell sreut. "I left Constantinople, and have not been there since. but expect to shortly in fact, I was heading that way when 1 learned that you were to be in Madrid, and hence came down here from Barcelona to make the acquaint- ance of Aleck's sister, and see if she was the kind of girl to join me in an enterprise 1 have on hand," If this is the true reason of Jack's coming to Madrid, then the fact that the lovely Catalan flower girl would be at the bull -fight cuts only a side. issue in it. Men do not always tell all the know. At his words Avis looks up—tears are in her eyes, but upon her face a look of wonder—of startled curiosity. What does he mean ? His language is strange, indeed. So she puts the ques- tion to him. " By the merest accident in the wide world I have learned a certain fact that fills me with mingled sorrow and joy," he says, slowly. " It is—of Aleck ?" she gasps, watch- ing his face. eagerly the while, as though she would read the truth there before words can frame an. answer. " Yes. When I came away from Constantinople I believed as firmly as I lived that.Aleek had been murdered, else not for all the riches on earth would I have deserted him. Imagine my amazement when 7 learned, through a source I have every reason to believe, that my friend Ind not been killed, but was kept a prisoner by the fiendish Pasha, who studied to know how the most terrible revenge could be taken upon the man Who had dared enter his harem, and try to steal the gem of all." At this Avis Morton presses her hands over her eyes—she suffers hor- rible tortures •at the thought of what Doctor Jack's a ords suggest, but not a tear dims her eyes now—the time for v seping is past. When she looks un, that first spasm of agony over, Doctor Jack is delighted to find that her face has assumed a resolute expression—such a girl would do and dare wonders for one she loves. " Tell me, what do you propose ?" " To find out the truth, and if Aleck is alive rescue him if I have to set Constantinople on fire to do it," he an- swers, quietly, not in a boasting way, but as though he means every word he speaks. Avis, impulsive Avis, puts out her hand, and he loses no time in grasp- ing it, nor is he in any hurry to release the little quivering member. "You have aroused a new hope in my heart, Doctor Jack. Please Heaven it is not doomed to disappoint. What- ever a woman may do, yes, more even, you can depend upon my doing for Aleck he is the only one I have ever had to love," and the tears seem to cause her voice to tremble. " Can you make your preparations to leave Madrid shortly ?" he asks. " At once." "It will not do to be too precipitate, as it might excite •suspicion, and our ta'sk be made harder." " What 1 has he spies even here ?" Worse than that—he is here him self." " The man who holds Aleck a prison- er and studies hove he can invent new ways to torture him ? Oh the fiend, I, would like to see him." You have done so already." " I --impossible 1" " Talked with him." That cannot be. Let me think. Be- sides the ambassador in England and Abdallah Pasha T have r -ever spoken to a Turk in my life," she cries. Yoe have uttered his name-Abdal- lab Pasha is the man :your brother's jailer." - CHAPTER IX. There ie a certain dramatic force to these words of Jack's, even though he does not raise his, voice. Sometimes a u hisper is more effective than a shout in thrilling an audience. Avis is as- tonished by what she hears—her mind goes back to her meeting with the Pasha in London, and she remembers singular looks he gave her, which at the time impressed her as boldness on the part of this Oriental magnate, but which she now believes to have, been inspired by the fact that he has re- cognized in her the sister of the infidel he bates so terribly. • How eagerly he had inquired about the prospect of her visiting Constitntie eople, which city he called Stamboul,. as all natives do. Then again how earnestly he had dilated upon the wonderful beauties of the Eastern city, its magnificent mosques and tow- ering minarets, speaking in a way to inspire a longing in her breast to speedily look upon these sights, and promising to doall in his nower to make their stay a pleasant one. A11 this had seemed very kind of the Pasha, and perhaps Avis, possessed of the natural vanity allotted to woman- kind, laid it at the door of her viva- city, which possibly the old Turk ad- mired. (TO BE CONTINUED.) ROMANCE IN ALASKA This Young Doctor Won His Bride by Treating Frostbites. One of the prettiest romances that has some from .Alaska reached a happy end- ing in the announcement of the wedding of Dr, Clarence Dickinson and Miss Josephine Block A little over two years ago Mr. Dick- inson, a young graivate of the Cooper ;Medical Institute, was sent to Kodiak as physician for the Alaska Fur Company. Miss Josephine Block, a beautiful brun- ette, in her seventeenth year, was the J acknowledged belle of Kodiak, and the young doctor soon suooueubed to ,her at- tractions, Two years ago Dr. Dickinson, from being an obscure young graduate of the Cooper Medioal college, suddenly sprang into fame. The schooner White was ship- wrecked and the wretched survivors tramped through miles of ice and snow before they could reaoh a settlement. Finally Mae Of the survivors reached an Indian village, and a party of Alask- ans, under the guidance of a Russian priest, started out to carry relief to the helpless stragglers. Later on the surviv- ors were taken to Wood Island, wbere they were placed under the care of Dr. Dickinson, The young doctor was totally unpre- pared for the advent of seventeen men, rpany of them horribly frost,bitten, with limbs that needed instant amputation. He bad not the necessary instruments, neither bad be assistants to help in the surgical operations. Without an instant's delay, however, he set to work to im- provise instruments from knives and other weapons that were at hand and took oft arms, legs, fingers and toes with a skill and tenderness that won him the gratitude and admiration of his unex- peoted patients. The way in which her admirer rose to the emergency in the White disaster was not lost upon Miss Josephine Blook, Dr. Dickinson soon became the favored suit- or, and, although the young lady was sent to school at the Snored Heart con- vent in Oakland, intimate friends of the family knew that the two young people were engaged. Th3's summer Dr. Dickin- son canoe to visit his family in Cali- fornia; A day or two ago Miss Block left her convent and went to the resi dente of Dr. Dickinson's father at Stock- ton, and the wedding will take place very quietly.—San Francisco all. Japanese Newspapers. The Japanese newspaper, as described in a letter from Tokyo to the New Park Post, is a curious product of the bor- rowed oivilization of the Mikado's em= pire. Practically there is in it no telgrapbio news, and the editorial articles are in- genious studies in the art of saying per- tain things without saying them in a way to warrant the censor's suppression of them, for the minister of state for the interior has power to suspend any paper when in bis opinion it* says anything prejudicial to order, authority or moral - i Not infrequently the censor has occa- sion to write an order for the suppression of a newspaper, and when he does it he is brief, but wonderfully polite. He puts the honorifics "o" or "go" before all the nouns and verbs. Prefixed to a noun "o" means honorable and to a verb it means honorably. Similarly "go" means august, augustly. So the order to the editor of the offending newspaper when it arrives will read like this:— "Deign nonorably to cease honorably publishing august paper. Honorable editor, honorable publisher, honorable chief printer, deign honorably to enter august jail." The honorable editor with his honor- able co-workers bows low before the messenger and then accompanies him to the august jail, chatting meanwhile of the weather, of the flower shows or of the effect of the floods on the rice crop. Centuries of breeding under Japanese etiquette have mads it impossible for any one to show annoyance. Seeing God. Not by closes acquaintance with sci- ence, cience, but by. knowing. God himself, we see Him in nature. It is a mare profound study of the Bible which sees the living God as well as Gospel truth in it. `A11 history contains his presence and work, bat which of the great historians ever observed these? To see Him instantly in darkest provid- ence is the vision of great faith. The purified and Christlike heart sees God in the movings of the worst sinners. But the bliss of bliss is to see Him in one's own heart, indwelling and abid- ing. biding. Enough for Every One. We have all heard of the old woman who said, the first time she bad seen the sea: "What a comfort it is to see some- thing of which there is enough for everyone." What a comfort it is to think that in the ocean of God's forgiving love there is enough salvation for everyone that. not this or that favorite, but who- soever willethe may come and take the water of life freely. There is no difficulty on God's side, but on ours a whole ocean of unbelief and unwillingness. Good Advice. "When isthebest time to propose to a girl?" asked a young man whu was thinking of taking that step. "In warm weather," replied his ex- perienced friend. "The warmer the bet- ter." "How is that?" "Because when you say 'Wilt thou?' to a girl in the summer, she is most. likely to wilt." Subjugate at first meant "to pass un- der the yoke," ani r sign : of submission, end submit itself was to "send under." THE CREAM SEPARATOR. Valuable Information on Bow to Olean and Take Care of It. In the way of saving fuel and wear end tear on the machine it is important that a separator run as easily as Rossi- ble, and this is especially needful if the machine is to be run by hand. To se- cure this it is necessary that the bowl run smoothly; that all bearings be ac- curately fitted, yet not absolutely tight, and that all bearing surfaces be free from dead oil, gum and grit and kept supplied with a light, free running grade of oil. Loose bearings can gener- ally be found by the noise made when running. If the machine runs unduly heavy, but still smoothly, flush all bear- ings and pinions with kerosene, to cut out gum. If some shaft is dry of oil, or tight, or out of line, the place may gen- erally be found by feeling for warm bearings with the fingers. Sometimes an oil groove may get stopped up with. gum or burned oil, so that the oil does not reach the shaft, cansiug the ma- chine to run hot, even if it is apparent- ly well lubricated. Grit of any kind in the oil may heat a. tight bearing, stop- ping a large separator almost instantly, burning the spindle or springing it, roughening the bearing and perhaps snaking a "cold weld" between the shaft and bearing, so that it will re- quire several thousand pounds' pressure to force it out. I saw a bearing so "stuck" to the spindle of a Danish - Weston that blow with a heavy ham- mer would not start it, and when put in a testing machine it required over 4,500 pounds' pressure to force it off. In this case the bearing, which was rigid- ly set into a oast iron frame, was turned around in its place s0 as to grind a .con- siderabie amount of iron int° a black, powder. No harm:is done so long as a bearing does not get excessively hot, so hot that one cannot bear the baud on it. When there is liability to heat, bear- ings must ba 'kept dry, and any water in them aggravates the tendency. Sometimes a beginner is troubled by milk leaking down into the frame of the machine. This is caused either by the bowl being adjusted too high or 'too low, so that the milk does not fall into the receiving cover, or else the rub- ber ring is worn or frayed, or the cover is not screwed down enough to make a tight joint. The proper adjustment of the height of the bowl is not a difficult matter. A new bowl cover ring 'will be tighter if yell soaked in warm water; before using the first time. Sometimes there is trouble in getting a uniform, even flow of cream. There are machines in which there are radical. defects of construction, making them liable to clog with cream so as to stop the flow entirely, or else to make it ex- cessively thiok at times and very thin at others. The bettor known makes of machines will not do this, however. If the cream is too thick, either the ad- justment of the regulating device is wrong) or the speed is too high, or the milk is too warm, or the machine has been run too long without any milk running through it, thus packing the cream so hard as partially to clog the cream opening. A most important • point is the com- pleteness of skimming. Any separator that is worth using on milk in good condition, that is not old or sour or par- tially skimmed already, should leave not more than one-tenth of 1 per cent of fat, although the usual factory prac- tice will not average as good work as this. When skimming milk warm from the cow, it is not impossible to skim down to three -hundredths or five -hun- dredths of 1 per cent. However, the or- dinary Babcock test bottle is of no use in estimating amounts below one-tenth of 1 per cent, but with the double necked B. & W. bottles we can read fairly accurate to two -hundredths' of 1 per cent. The work of the machine should be kept track of by occasional tests with the Babcock. If the skimming be poor, either the milk is too cold or the speed is too slow, or the capacity has been unduly increased, or the milk is out of condition, or the machine itself is at fault, out of order, or of a poor style, or of individual demerit. Most machines separate best at a temperature of not less than 80 degrees, while above 100 degrees bas probably a prejudicial effect upon the butter. Of course no machine can be expected to do good work at a speed slower than that recommended by the makers, and a speed somewhat high- er than this may be necessary for com- plete work. Regard must, of course, be had for the "safety limit" of bursting. The capacity of a machine will vary widely with temperature, age and con- dition of milk, and in those machines where the rate of inflow is not perma- nently fixed the operator must use his own judgment, ohecking his results by the Babcock test and remembering that it is generally bad economy to crowd a separator. Any good separator ought to take a very thick cream, say up to 50 per cent fat, and still do'practically per- fect work, but, other things being equal, the richer the cream taken., the greater. the liability to imperfect skimming. It is a remarkable thing, if it be true -and I certainly believe it—that every machine has its individuality in skim- ming—that is to say, that of two bowls made from the same specifications and drawings, made so nearly alike that it would be hard to distinguish one from the other, one will prove much the bet- ter skimmer, or perhaps require less power than the other to keep it up to speed. If so, this is a queer fact. Con- sequently, if I were to buy another ma- chine for my own use, 1 would, be par- ticular not only to get the best style,' but also a bowl: of good individual qual- ities. In cleaning a separator it is best to wash at first in merely warm water, not hotter than the hands can bear, be pause dolling water coagulates and coots the slime fast to the surface of the bowl, making it very much harder to remove. Wlniri the parts quiokly in warm, wa- ter, using a stiff brush iu, the corners whore required, then steam thoroughly or plunge into boiling water for a few minutes; Then wipe lightly the thin tin parts and place in a dry, warm place, where the heavier fixtures will dry themselves thoroughly ba; the heat re- maining iu them from the steam or hot water. Cleaning will be facilitated if, instead of using skinmilk to flush the separator when the run is completed, there be used a quantity of pretty warm, water, say three or four times the cape- city of the bowl. Warm water 8.ushes the bowl fax more completely than does sk mmllk, and reduces the loss of fat in the "bowl slop." These are a few of the most impor- taut points to be observed in the use and care of cream separators. While they are the simplest of machines, like everything else, to become masters of them at all timeswill require a good deal of experience and common sense.— Jared Van Wagenen, Jr., in Rural New Yorker - OLD SIMMENTHALER. Picture of a Famous Bali Taken While Ile Ts Asleep. The American animal painter Cecil Palmer has never done anything better than when he sketched Tia ameyer's old Simmenthaler bull. The p.oture is copied from The Breeder's Gazette. The big bull is a picture in himself and attracted much attention at the D°ZIeTG. New York live stook show last year. Ile weighs over a ton and is of a deep cream color. He is worthy the pencil of a Rosa Bonheur. Many painters have caught the ex- pression of rage and fire of a bull in a road temper, but it occurred to Mr. Palmer to represent the head of the herd in one of his sleepy, quiet mo- ments, oments, when he is not in the rnooc1 to toss anything or anybody. The rabbits at his feet , insult and defy him in his sublime ignorance of their presence. Whether the Simmenthalers are a beef or dairy breed or whether they fill the bill of that much talked of creature whom we have heard of but have never seen—the general purpose cow—we leave others to decide. Their dairy per- fornaances are eminently. satisfactory. It is well ]mown that Havemeyer imported them to cross with or take the place of the Jersey breed, which was supposed to be deteriorating and becoming deli- cate and unhealthy. However, we ob- serve that the little Jersey is not dead yet. Ensilage Cutter. Machine ensilage cutters and carriers are now much the vogue, and they or some suitable machine will become more so as dairy farmers recognize their value. There are some difficulties in the way of their perfect action, however, which 'will have to be obviated as time goes on. The powers of our inventors will be undoubtedly equal to solving the problem. Meantime we give herewith a out of ono of the most successful ensi- lage cutters on the market. It is consid- ENSILAGE CUTTER. ered to perform especially well the • work of carrying off the silage .from the machinery. Every dairy fanner should have such a machine, or if he cannot afford it two or three neighbors can club together and purchase one in partnership. Before buying, however, let each man examine carefully the latest makes and decide for himself which is best. Never under any circum- stances trust the word of an agent who wants to sell a machine. We have heard of the entirely successful use of the machine fodder shredder for silo filling, and one man who has tried it declares that he can pack one-fifth more silage into the pit when it is prepared with the shredder, and that cattle like it bet- ter. Dairy and Creamery. it is characteristically English that at the last show of the British Dairy Farmers' association a Shorthorn cow won first prize and the lord mayor's champion cup. The state of Michigan prints at its agricultural experiment station leaflets for distribution among farmers, giving exact directions how to make good but- ter. These leaflets can be had by any , one on application. They have been of incalculable benefit. Other states should do likewise. Those dairymen who bought their bran and middlings early have reason to feel good every time they recall the fact. In C,acago recently wheat bran advanced in price $2.25 a ton in a very short time. When either the creamery man or private butter maker succeeds in "get- ting a good run of private custom on ac- count of the excellence of his product, he is a made man. The separator can be depended on every time to get out all the butter fat.