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JACK.
By ST. GEORGE RATIIUQRNE..
C)Nanttl to.
Doctor Tack is at first indignant,
and then he laughs as though amus-
ed,. This man has been gotten up to
imitate himself, and with such suc-
cess that the platform is fairly cover-
ed with flowers tossed upon the hero
• by the hands of Madrid's dark -eyed
daughters.
Now they are close by—the Ameri-
can athlete could with one spring gain
that platform, and hurl the mock
WI -fighter to.. the around; but the
temptation comes and goes instantly.
"'Let him have his fun—unless I am
mistaken he will pay for it before
morning," he mutters, and there is
truth in his words, for, although all
the women go wild over the • Sup-
posed hero of the greatest bull -fight
Madrid ever saw, there are many dark
scowls cast after the cavalcade by the
male portions of the revelers could
one but peep beneath their masks—
these are the friends of the defeated
Pedro Vasquez, who hate the man up-
on whose head rests the laurels that
should bave come to their favourite
god.
So the cavalcade wends its way down
the Del Prado amid a hurricane of
houts and tremendous excitement,
heading for the thoroughfare that
leads to the grand central plaza, the
Puerta del Sol. where the greatest
sights are to be witnessed on these
gala occasions.
Jack quenches his thirst with some
lemonade from a stand near by, and
starting a cigar continues his stroll.
Other strange sights greet his eyes,
and even his cold Northern blood is to
a certain degree fired by the music
and the gayety around him, so that
he can readily perceive how these
warm Spanish people give way to the
excitement of the carnival.
He smiles grimly when he hears a
great racket far down the street, and
makes up his mind that the bogus
Doctor Tack has already case to grief,
the bull -fighter's friends having prob-
ably pelted him with oranges, and per-
haps dragged him through the street
mud.
The mad scene goes on, and fresh
actors in it seem to be continually
coming and going. Until the mid-
night bells announce again that the
three days of jollity are past, and
Lent ushered in. Madrid will be in
one continual ferment, day and night
pranks will be played and strange
scenes enacted, each citizen vieing
with his neighbours in producing noise
by day and illumination by night, or
adding new features to the parade of
masks upon the public streets,
Jack stops to witness the feats of
an East Indian juggler .and sword.
swallower, who exhibits on the street
corner, surrounded by a curious crowd
of masked persons. Several flaming
swinging lamps smoke round him—the
odour of oil is strong, the weird cos-
tumes of the audience striking, and
the feats of the juggler something out
of the ordinary.
An attendant passes a little basket
around, and the crowd is disposed to
be liberal, judging from the reals and.
pesetas that jingle within it as he
ends his share of the labour, Then
the star of the combination begins
business.
Jack watches him curiously, and be-
fore the man has gone far makes up
his mind that this is not the first
time he and the juggler bave met, al-
though the last time he saw Ben
Achrned was upon the dusty street of
Delhi in India.
It is a little singular that he should
run across the juggler again so far
away from Hindostan, and Jack be-
lieves he will wait until the perform-
ance is over, when he may have a few
words with the other.
Leaning against a neighbouring tree,
he smokes his cigar, which luxury the
half mask allows, watching the drift-
ing crowds, the weird actions of the
juggier, and listening to the jargon of
sounds.
From this state of reverie something
finally arouses him. .A. familiar . fig -
sire heaves in sight—surely there can
be no mistaking that dudish dress
even if a half mask clone hide the face
of Cousin Larry. The New York
sport is out to see the sights, and per-
haps take a hand in any frolic.
As he is passing by his name is ut-
tered by Jack, to whom the little fel-
low is soon talking. The athlete
thinks more of Larry since the ex-
hibition in the hotel. Then again he
is a cousin to Avis—that counts for
something..
" What ! you, Doctor Jack. I
thought I saw a fellow of your size
riding by on a sedan chair, the wo-
men cheering, the men cursing, but
made up my mind I was mistaken,
says Larry, grasping the outstretched
hand eagerly, for he takes quick lik-
inee, and, unbeknown to the others,
witnessed the bull -fight of the after-
noon, so that he looks up to the doctor
as a hero.
Jack tells him about the imposter,
and they both laugh. Then the little
man grows serious again.
" Do you know, I was on my way
to your hotel, Doctor Zack—I believe
it is en this desert street, is it not ?"
he asks.
" That le the bt ff mine 'ate Valves
the great lantern is hanging—but what
brings you here ?"
Doctor Jack's curiosity is again
aroused—we have, seen that he posses -
res a fair amount of this womanly
trait. Why should he not feel a de-
sire to know the cause ' of Larry's
coming when the latter is her cousin ?
Just now the whole world revolves
around Avis Morton—Jack has jumped
into a new sphere during the last
twelve hours—we shall see , in time
whether he can play at lover as well
as at bull -fighter.
" My pedal extremities, to be Sure.
tried to get a carriage, but as . beast-
ly luck would have it they were all
taken. Then I started to walk, and
before I had taken ten paces an im-
pudent a,leuazil toned me on the area
and informed me I would not be SU -
leveed on the public streets while the
carnival lasted, at night any way,
without a . mask, so I had to stop at
a fakir's, :and he robbed for once.
Just then he said they were worth
their weight in oro, he called it,
which, I take it, means gold, Then
I was pushed and knocked about a
good deal, but in spite of all here's
Larry Kennedy, right, side up with
care, and don't you forget it."
The dude is 'long -winded -he likes to
hear himself talk, and drawls so that
it is misery for Ja,ck to listen. The
latter thinks he knows a way to hurry
old siowbones up, which plan he stands
ready to adopt if necessary.
" Now that you've found the hotel,.
what do you want with it, Larry ?" be
questions.
After all, now that I think of it,
the hotel wasn't what I was looking
for.
It !" from Doctor Jack, who holds
bis breath, for he sees the dude thrust
his hand into a pocket as if in search
of something.
" It was you I wanted, Doctor Jack."
"What for, nay dear man ?"
The hand comes out of the pocket—
it
ocketit holds something, and the sharp eyes
of Doctor Jaek detect a bit of white
paper. Ills heart gives a throb—it la
a message front Avis,
In a moment of time various
thoughts and speculations flash
through his brain. What can Avis
want ? Has she learned something
since their parting that has a bearing
on the purposed mission? He remem
bers that the Pasha was about the
Peninsular at the time, and Larry,
with him.
These things flit through his brain
in a much shorter space of time than
it takes to read them in print. Larry
holds out his hand.
"That will explain my presence, doc-
tor," he said, languidly, but his in-
difference is assumed, as indeed many
of his moods are—there is more fire
concealed under this affeeted, cool, and
deliberate exterior than one could
imagine.
Endeavouring to be calm, Doctor
Jack unfolds the paper. His hande
tremble a little. The paper has be-
come somewhat crumpled in the
dude's pocket, but leaning over so
that the light from the four smoky
flambeaux of the Indian sword -swal-
lower may fall upon it, Jack reads.
He immediately gives an exclama-
tion, and bends closer, Larry watching
hint with a smile, his slender figure
drawn up a la Napoleon as though he
deems himself of considerable import-
ance just at this moment.
" Jove ! this is singular !" mutters
Jack.
Then he looks up, an odd smile
crossing his face which the half mask
hides—he has suddenly caught a glim-
mer of the truth.
'"Ah 1 you appear puzzled," says
Larry.
" Well, yes. There seems a cipher
needed here to set me straight," re-
sponds the other.
So Larry straightens his slender
legs, throws out his chest, pulls at the
awfully diminutive mustache fierce-
ly, and rapping on his breast as a
Booth or a Barrett might, he cries :—
" Look on me—I—I am the missing
link."
Doctoe Seek, remembering his first
opinion that the dude resembled a
monkey, inwardly chuckles to think
how near the mark these words may
be construed—children and fools al-
ways speak the truth, they say.
" I presume this note does refer to.
you, my good fellow, but I am afraid
it was never intended for my' eyes."
" Oh ! yes, no doubt of that. Just
read it out and then I'll explain."
So Jack once more bends over and
reads, in a. voice that the other can
easily hear above the jargon of sounds
on the street, the contents of the note
given to him :—
" Four doors below Monsieur Blanc's
conservatory of music—will meet you
between two and four this day, my
charming Larry. I have not forgot-
ten your vows in the garden of the
Turneries, and I swear to you that I
love no other man as I do you. Be-
ware lest you meet my guardian, for
Doctor Jack stops.
A hand is laid on his arm, and look-
ing up he sees the face of the dude.
close to his own.
"You were right, doctor; I did make
a beastly mistake. That is a billet
deux from a champing little eweature
in Paris. Turned out she had anoth-
er lover—we met at the house—he
punctured me with a sword in the
arm, and I gave him a bullet that
kept him in the hospital de la charite
for two weeks. I was arrested, but
proved to, be the assaulted pawty, so
they let me off," gabbles the little
man.
But my note—come, man, let me
have it " cries Jack, on needles and
pins. He feels as though it would do
Wan good to seize hold of this fellow
and shake Some animation into his
slow ntev.ing body, but fears the man
might fall to pieces on his hands, he
is so wonderfully made up.
"I'm getting at it. Patience, good
doctor. Your class of men have to
exercise a deal of it, I know. Ah !
here's another document—let's see if it
is what we are after."
Larry is not so reckless with his pa-
pers now perhaps he has other pri-
nate affairs he does not wish the pub-
lic to see. So he glances cautiously
at this document ere handing it over
to the tender mercies of the scoffer.
This seems more like it—Jack reads:
"There is trouble for you, Doctor
Jack, here—now—inMadrid. You have
enemies. By accident Cousin Larry
learned something of their plotting.
You can trust him through anything.
To get at the pith of the matter ask
him questions. He admires you, and
standsready to do anything he can."
Her name is at the bottom—Avis
Morton.
" Come," says Jack, decisively, tak-
ing the arm of the New York dude in
his own, " we will go to some place
where we can talk unheard, and there
you shall tell me what this means."
"I'm quite agweeable, doctor' lisps
Larry.
So they leave the juggler and his ad-
mirers behind, turning their backs on
the smoky flambeaux, and pusha pas-
sage through the crowd toward the
Panda.
CHAPTER XI.
Jack's first thought is' of the hotel,
where in the quiet of his room, they
may engage in a conversation unin-
terrupted. He has already passed over
half the distance, and the fonda seems
near at hand, when he becomes aware
of the fact that his companion desires
to stop, so a, halt is called.
" Beg pardon, doctor, but are you
heading for that caravansary yon-
deh?" asks Cousin Larry.
" Certainly. I have a room there.
Over a bottle of wine we can discuss
this matter," replies the athlete, won-
dering what is in the wind.
The dude makes a half way French
shrug that at another time would have
amused Jack more than words could
tell, but just now he has his mind oc-
cupied with other things.
The temptation is strong but the
wisk is too great, my boy."
" Risk ! What the duce do you
mean, Larry ? They know me here--•
the best the house affords is at my
service," cries Jack,
"Yes, they know you-that'O it. For
me tobe seen in your company is clan
l erous."
" Eh ? I don't comprehend," gasps
the doctor.
Larry bends his head over, for there
is a noisy band bearing down upon
them, filling' the air with some na-
tional melody, and the crowd. of tvask-
ed students accompany it shouting a
college song at the top of their lungs,
so that the dude is compelled to give
his shrill voice full play in order to be
heard.
" Because you are a marked man,
Doctor Jack," is the astonishing de-
claration he makes. " There is a big
conspiracy against you, right here in
the city of Madrid.
" What has that todo with not en-
tering the hotel, may I ask ?"
" Everythirrg, An enemy is there on
the watch. He would see us together.
Thy would believe I had warned . you,
and a beastly mess would come of it
for don't ye see I'm supposed to be on
the other side—that's how T picked up
my information, pretending to be as
mad as the duse at you because you
seemed to have found favour in the
eye$ of my cousin—I am very parti-
cular who she makes up with, don't ye
know, for once I thought I'd have her
myself, 'Pon 'anon, only Avis argued
me out of it, deal girl."
Some men would get angry at such.
talk, but Jack cannot -he knows
Larry is a conceited fool—under his
breath he calls him a jackass, but it is
also dead certain that the little man
is wiser than surface indications would
promise. His present errand proves
it, and Jack is not the one to find
fault with a little eccentricity, for it
serves as a spice to flavour the soup.
So he makes out that he is highly
pleased, presses the dude's hand
warmly, and howls in his ear -the vil-
lainous band is just passing.
" Awful glad to know you don't ob-
ject to my cutting you out with. Miss
Avis. You know that's the fate of
cousins, anyhow. If I'm ever so lucky
as to succeed you shall be my best
man, Larry."
The plot thickens—Larry tumbles
into the pit dug for him by the
scheming lover, and shakes Jack's
hand in return.
" Thanks, awfully, doctor—count on
me.
" And now let's move back here a
piece. I remember a spot where we
can talk—a nice quiet place," shouts
the other.
They soon reach the quarter Jack
has reference to—it does promise them
a chance for a quiet talk, being a lit-
tle refreshment saloon, gaudily light-
ed up for the occasion, but as yet not
well patronized, for the weird scenes
upon the street keep every one on the
qui vive.
Entering here, Doctor Jack selects a
table just around acorner, where they
will not be in view from the open
doors. A black-eyed Spanish girl
takes their order, and refreshments
are speedily served.
Besides themselves there are a few
persons in the refresco shop, and the
noise from the street is heard with less
violence, so they can talk with some
sense of securit3'. A stout man, in the
guise of a monk, cowled and masked,
enters and seats himself not far away.
Two students are treating a couple 'of
inamoratas at another table, the party
laughing and giggling as the young
men endeavour to discover who their
companions are, the girls seeming to
know them.
Now and then the outside roar in-
creases, and then dies away again—a
strange noise it is, taken altogether,
and one that would puzzle a stranger
in Madrid, aroused from his midnight
slumbers with visions of bloody revo-
lution, perhaps, or the terrors of the
dread earthquake that once destroyed
Lisbon.
Doctor Jack is not the man to beat
about the bush—he goes straight at
the mark every time, and hits the
bull's-eye. So he takes Larry in hand,
remembering the instructions written
by Avis—he has that note in the poc-
ket next his heart, by the way.
Now, tellme' what you know,
Larry, and kindly make the .story to
the point. If I desire additional in-
formation at any place I shall not
hesitate to break in and ask a ques-
tion."
This is the kind of talk that Larry
likes—he wants a man to take hold of
him firmly—most men treat him as
though he were a fool, and handle him
as if they thought he would break. He
is ready to swear by Doctor Jack. The
latter is surprised to see him toss
aside his flippant mood as one might
a wail, and for the time being show
something of the real spirit behind.
Even his lisp is gone, and , he talks
like other human beings, and not a
conceited puppy. -
"You know, doctor, I have been arm
in arm with that Turkish pasha—had
a 'sneaking notion from the start he
was cultivating my acquaintance with
an object in view—believed it was the
same old story, dead gone on my cou-
sin, and played him for a fool, but I
was wrong—dead wrong:' He had an-
other game in view.
" I soon got on to It, and found it
was hate instead of love. You were
the man. At once I became insanely
jealous; raved over Avis, and mut
tered threats against Doctor Jack, all
of which seemed to tickle the"! old
pasha..
" I thought he might take me ,into
the game, but he was cautious -not
that he suspected my feelings in the
hatter, but, doubtless, had little faith
in my ability to aid him. Then he
saw a chance to utilize me as a tool
or a fool, and gradually T picked up
points.
." There is adeep plot against you,
doctor, and a number of persons seem
to be interested in it. Among others
there is Pedro Vasquez, the bull -fight-
er you outgeneraled at the pavilion—I
Saw the thing, and was proud of you.
It was luck you jumped when you did,
for my blood was boiling at the insult
offered America, and, 'pon 'onah, I was
just about to step forward myself."
(TO BB CONTINUEAD.)
Deanandson a Royal Parse.
"Marie Antoinette as Dauphine" is
the title of an article in The Century
by Miss Anna L. Bicknell. Miss Biok-
nelI, who has used much new matter
from the state papers in Vienna, says:
The minute difficulties and inconven-
iences which beset the princess in her
daily life would hardly be believed but
for the testimony of competent witness-
es. Mercy states in a letter to Maria
Theresa: "I must call attention to the
fact that the dauphine, whose purse is
nominally of 6,000 livres a month, has
in reality not a single Drown at her dis-
posal. There are scandalous abuses here
as regards money matters. The dau-
phine's purse is given into the caro of
her treasurer, who keeps back 2,500
livres every month for pensions granted
by the late queen, and which have fall-
en on the dauphine without her know-
ing anything about them. Her garcons
do ohambre receive 100 louis a month
for the dauphine's card playing. Wheth-
er she wins or loses no one sees any-
thing more of this money. The bedchare
ber women take charge of all the re-
mainder, which is usually distributed
in gifts suggested by Mme, de Noailles,
with the forced consent of the dau-
phine, who thus keeps no money at her
own disposal. She is certainly not well
dressed, but that is the fault of the la-
dy who has the charge of her wardrobe.
This lady pays little attention to it and
has not much taste."
Wills and Taxes.
"There are 'tricks in all trades,' but
none in ours," remarked a lawyer to a
friend yesterday. "" We do not stoop to
tricks. But we do see that our clients'
interests do not suffer, and a new phase
in the manner in which we look after
the interests of our clients has been de-
veloped by the vigilance of the tax com-
missioners.
"Unless. a lawyer is without expe-
rience in practicing in the surrogate's
court mention is never made of the
value of an estate, if legal acumen can
prevent it. About the last time this
was done was when Jay Gould's will
was filed. If . I remember oorrectly the
value of the estate was given at $78,-
000,000. Mr. Gould never paidtaxes
on any such an amount as that, but his
heirs had to do it. They did for awhile
and then gave up their residence in the
city. Taxes were lower elsewhere. This
taught lawyers a lesson they have not
forgotten. The tax commissioners can
scan all wills and other similar papers
without getting the best of any estate.
It used to be that a will was no sooner
filed with a true estimate of the estate
than the tax officials were after it."—
New
t."—New York Commercial.
Atomic Unions.
As chemists studied the actions of va-
rious kinds of atoms in regard to their
onions with one another to form mole-
cules it gradually dawned upon them
that not all elements are satisfied with
the same number of companions. Some
elements ask only one and refuse to take
more, while others link themselves
when occasion offers with two, three,
four or more. Thus we saw that oxy-•
gen forsook a single atom of its own
kind and linked itself with two atoms
of hydrogen. Clearly, then, the oxygen
atom, like a creature with two hands,
is able to clutch two other atoms, but
we have no proof that under any cir-
cumstances it could hold more than two.
Its affinities seem satisfied when it has
two bonds; but, on the other hand, the
atom of nitrogen is able to hold three
atoms of hydrogen and does so in the
molecule of ammonium (NH3), while
the carbon atom can hold four atoms of
hydrogen or two atoms of oxygen.—
Henry Smith 'Williams, M. D., in Har -
per's Magazine.
Good and Poor Foods.
The best brain foods, or phosphates,
are lean meats, fish, cheese, crabs,
wheat, barley, oatmeal, almond nuts,
southern corn, beans, potatoes, figs and
prunes. The best carbonates, or heat pro-
ducers, are fat meat, sugar, butter, rice,
rye, ejiocolate, dates, buckwheat, north-
ern corn, white flour. ` Excess in this
branch is the cause of poor health, poor
blood and bad skin. The best nitroge-
nous foods, or muscle makers, are vermi-
celli, eggs, cheese, meats (particularly
beef), southern corn, salmon, beans and
peas. Phosphatic foods for persons of
strong mentality and those who study
much cannot be too strongly urged. The
best food is the cheapest. It is well to
remember that in hot weather we should
avoid carbonates or heat makers, such
as fats, rich cereals, sweets, etc. A lib-
eral fruit diet at such times is well.
Medical Mirror.
For the Window.
Very beautiful transparencies for
hanging in windows, etc., may be made
from the ordinary, gelatin plate. Use
a slow plate, . as it gives greater con-
trast. Place the negative from which
you wish to make the positive film side
up in a printing frame which does not
have very stiff springs. Lay the gela-
tin plate film side down on the nega-
tive, put in the back press board and
press the springs into place very gently,
then hold it about two feet from the
lamp and expose for from 5 to 20 sec-
onds, according to the density of the
negative. Deve1qp and fix as for an or-
dinary negative.- arper's Round Ts-
ble.
BEAUTIFUL COWS,
Specimens of a New Jersey Bard of
Belted Cattle..
"Dutch Belts," as the . Belted cattle
are commonly called, come from Hol-
land. They are somewhat similar to the
Holstein -Friesians, except that they are
rounder and neater iu build. • As milk
producers they are first class. Their
milk is rich in quality.
These picturesque animals are some-
times also called Blanket cattle, from
the effect of the white belt on their
bodies, which gives them the appear-
ance at 'a distance of having a white
sheet or blanket pinned smoothly around
them. In disposition they are as intelli-
SILO FILLING.
Friendly Neighbors Work It Effectively
on the Co-operative Plan.
Corn has been raised on clover sod on
which 15 or 20 loads of manure to the
acre had been spread during the winter.
Variety of corn, Pride of the North.
Rows three feet apart, with from 20 to
25 kernels to the rod of row drilled in,
Weeder used twice. Corn cultivated six
times, cultivation shallow and level.
Average' height of corn, 8 feet. Corn
heavily eared and well matured. Three
neighbors change work iu filling silos.
One has a ton horsepower engine, an-
other has a machine that cuts and binds
the corn in the field, and the other owns
a cutter 'aud elevator. No better rig is
needed for drawing the corn than a flat
hayrack 16 feet long and 8 feet wide,
with standards at each end. A truck
wagon is used, and the top of the rank
is on a level with the feed table of the
cutterwhen iu position for unloading,
AUTOS Blum.
gent and gentle as cows could be. A
dairyman who had a herd of them
would be sure of a large quantity of
milk of fine quality and richness, and
he would have besides a herd that would
make his farm one of the show places of
the neighborhood, so picturesque and
attractive are the Dutch Belts,
At Llewellen Park, N. J., is a fine
herd of these cattle. They drew to
themselves much attention at the state
fair and captured nine prizes.
The Dutch Belts are very hardy in
constitution, enduring extremes of
weather well. In color they are entire-
ly black except for the wide white band
around their bodies. The"bulls mark
the characteristics of the breed strongly
upon their grade offspring, In a herd of
cattle the Dutch Belt cross is sometimes
shown in red cows with the white band
around their bodies.
Classes of Creamery Patrons.
First.—There is the genuine dairy-
man, who always has at least 20 cows
giving milk and sometimes 60 or more.
The cows and his mind are both well
oared for. The butter maker who at-
tempts to instruot such a man about the
management of his herd or the care of
his milk must be well informed and
read at least three agricultural or dairy
papers every -week.
Second.—The farmer who keeps from
two to six cows. He does most of the
work himself and has a neat and attract-
ive barn, house and home. He is very
well acquainted with his cows, but
reads the weekly edition of the daily
papers and some of the monthly maga-
zines more than he does his one agricul-
tural paper.
Third.—The man who farms a good
many acres of land, but lives in a small
house which is surrounded by an ac-
cumulation of broken wagons, farm ma-
chinery and many other things that
have been dropped in the shuffle of his
everyday work. Pigs, geese and chick-
ens dodge around this mass of material
or roost on the water tank. They may
occasionally enter the house, but the
human inhabitants of this complicated
dooryard seem to be either hustling
about, as if they were nearly overcome
by the amount of work they are trying
to do, or are quietly content to live with
the stock in these untidy surroundings.
—Professor Farrington.
See These Records.
At the Rockville (Conn.) fair $100
was offered in prizes for six cows enter-
ed by one man that should produce the
most butter fat in 24 hours. The six
winning eows gave 176X pounds of
milk which contained 8.4 pounds of
butter fat, equal to 9.8 pounds of but.
ter. This is not a large performance as
compared with many, private records
made at home. These six cows, howev-
er, are good business animals. With 24
cows competing for the prizes the aver-
age weight of milk was 27.3 pounds and
of butter 1.49 pounds. Such dairy con-
tests are worth ten times as much to
the average farmer as is the "horse
trot," yet the latter performance usual-
ly oommands so much of the money
that there is little for other prizes.,
Such dairy contests are usually surpris-
ing. Actual weights and analyses mark
out the robber cows and show farmers
the necessity of knowing what their
cattle are doing.—Exchange.
Model Creamery stutter Maker.
The butter maker must strive and ex
pest to be the standard of cleanliness
which he wishes the patrons to follow.
When he has conquered his own coup
try, he can commence his crusade against
the carelessness of his eustomers in the
care of their cows' and their cans.
It often happens that sour or tainted
milk is the result of ignorance on the
part of the patron of the best way to
prevent it. In order to be able to advise
each patron of effectual remedies and
to write a prescription most fitting for
each case, it is just as necessary for the
butter maker to call at the farm of each
patron as it is for the doctor to call on
his sick patients. ; A personal acquaint-
ance, formed by an occasional visit of
the butter maker to each patron's farm,
will develop a mutual interest in each
other's business that should be bene-
ficial to all parties:
Three teams are used, ono for cutting
and two for drawing. If the corn is far
away, a third is used in drawing. Two
men in the field handle the bundles
with forks, putting them in nearly the
right position on the load. The labor
in loading and unloading is much less
with bundles than with loose corn.
Two men are needed at the cutter;
one to feed and one to cut bands, chang-
ing with alternate loads. The corn out
in one-quarter inch lengths is delivered
in the silo through a dormer window;
Inside it falls on an inclined carrier and.
is landed in the center of the silo, which
is round. and 22 feet in diameter. One
man is kept in the silo most of the time
to keep the corn evenly distributed over
the surface. For covering damp saw-
dust is spread on the corn to the depth
of four incites. The silo is opened when
ensilage is needed for feeding, usually
in five or six weeks after filling.' With
such corn the round silo is a perfect suc-
cess, and the ensilage of excellent qual
ity. Other conditions being equal, we
make more and better winter butter
than before the silo was built. By
changing work with neighbors as above
stated very little extra help by the day
is needed and the cost of filling is not
great.—O. S. Rice in. Rural New Yorker
Australian Butter Box.
It is a cheaper package than a tub,
It is easier to nail a box together than
it is to soak atub.
The only trouble about boxes is that,
being made of whitewood, they are
easily soiled in handling. Hands must
be kept clean and dry to avoid finger
marks.
So great is the demand for boxes at
this time that many are unable to get.
them from the factories in sufficient
quantities to fill contracts.
All butter packed in boxes should be
lined with parchment paper. The opera-
tion is very simple, and the expense is
less than a cent per package.
Batter packed in boxes should weigh
at the factory a trifle more than 56
pounds to allow for shrinkage.—Cream-
ery Journal.
Dairy and Creamery.
A creamery that is very successful in
dealing with its patrons pays them in
this way: It buys the milk from the
farmers. Each man's product is tested
to determine the amount of butter fat
in it. The patron is paid as much for
each pound of fat as the price the cream-
ery would obtain in the Elgin market.
Of course there is one-sixth more com-
mercial butter than there are pounds of
butter fat. That is to say, for every 60
pounds of pure butter fat there will bo
about 70 pounds of commercial butter.
Out of the difference between the
amount of butter fat andcommercial
butter the creamery pays its expenses
and makes its profit, and everybody
seems well satisfied.
In response to the plan of Secretary
Wilson samples of American butter
were sent to Great Britain from various
parts of the Union. The Minnesota
packages seera to have brought excellent
prices. The butter was done up in 56
Lound packages and was sold by the
ondon grocers at 24 to 26 cents a
pound. That is the price in the same Y
market for the best French and Danish
butter. Some butter was also sent to
London done up in small prints, one
and two pounds. This did not find so
good a sale.
There is no better medicine than but,
termilk. It is good for biliousness and
is an excellent tonic for the stomach.
Beware, however, of bitter buttermilk.
It may be sour, but it must never be
bitter.
Here is a good balanced ration for a
cow to be fed in one day: Twenty
pounds cornstalks, two pounds corn-
meal, two pounds oats, two pounds bar-
ley, three pounds wheat bran, three
-pounds gluten meal, two pounds oil-
meal.
What is called the "new corn prod-
uct" is ft valuable cattle feed either for
dairy cows or beeves. It consists of the
ground up stalks of corn after the pith
has been taken out. The ground corn-
stalk resembles coarse bran and is used
by mixing it at the rate of two to one
with bran, oilmeal or cottonseed' meas