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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1898-3-25, Page 2MISSED, [miss you, dear, in the springtime when the willows blossom whitely, When the sloe boughs bloom and bourgeon and the blackbirds build and sing, When over the Sky Af azure the white fringed clouds pass lightly, liThen violets wake in the woodlands and the corn blade* freshly spriug. ant I nfis you, too, in summer when the waves break on the sliimtle, 1 When the languid lilies' perfume is wafted tv_ant the breeze, Wen ereamy and pink and fragrant the roses nod in the dingle, When the kingeups tura the meadows to glistening and golden seas. And 1 miss you more in autumn, when in rus. tlim7f; eorntlelais yellow ReaPerS sing their lays of gladness, when the plovers loudly call, When the weeds aro gold enthlazoned and the apple orebards And the bramble red and purple where the ripened berries fall, int most of all I miss you when the snow - dolma white are flying, When the days are dark and dreary and the nights are long and drear. What through leafless forest branches wiuds • are sadly sobbing, sighing, Then it is 1 think 1 mica you, oh, the most of ray deAr! —Chambers' Jrournal. A. BUNCH OF VIOLETS. There was tender allurement in the flat sPrion air, as if nature weee capri- oiously avoiding a definite understend- ing with the conquered, retreating win- ter. Over in the park the tops of the trees ehowed delieatelygreen, the young foliage sending its subtle, Pervasive fra- grance over the neighboring sereets. The gardeners bad low, since begun to set out the primly =rd beds of scar- let geraniums and shrubs, and the rich Week soil, barrowtel up in readiness in dark dieeoloratious over the Itiwn, emitted a pungent, pleasant odor. It was one of those days which depress- ed one within dome. Escherling had been eonfined to his oftlee since morn- ing, and Lis ears throbbed with the din of the noises of the city and the cries of the newsboy& He left the buildiug somewhat =certain as to his destina- tion, pausing as be stepped out of the elevator to feast his tired eyes for an bastaut on the yellow green tree heads to his right, and the damp, careseing air blew refreeldugly over Lira as lw hastened without to catch a ear. He had deeided to go to the park. On his way down to the corner he passed his old tioriet's shop, the win- dows a glorious MUSS Of red roses and wady Parma violets, It seemed natural to Eseherling today to enter, as Ile had not done for nearly a year, and order the itievital .0 violets, having but the eus deAire poseess them. He could promptly have furnished a certain ad- dress for tie ne to be sent the last time that be had .leen here, but as the clerk Pallsnd one( tautly with pond' in hand for his ordei there ruebed bitterly over him the depth of the -wide abyss be. tween him teed the one who yet uncon. scionslytilled his very thoughts. A sud- den decision struck hint—since Elenore Moyne was yet out of town, what pre- vented him front sending them to her, just as he used to do? She would never be the wiser as to the donor, and to him there seemed an iudefinable tender bond between them by these towers, He gave the number with a voice which faltered unsteadily, and, detaching a few for his coat, hastily left the building with a boyish feeling of elation he could not yet define. The throbbing, heavy music of the bands in the pavilion reached him as be aimlessly inade his way across the park, his feet sinking deep into the young velvet grass. The wood violet sellers had already infested the inclosnre aud at every turn of the paths were crying shrilly their wares. The air was loud with the birds' vespers and twitterings. Great golden iliesglittered in the white sunlight, and two crimson ladybugs coolly paraded his arm. To his left some children were trying to fly a kite, the white capped nurse looking her staid approval. Life had aroused itself. Escherling felt it cours- ing rapidly through his veins, and he began to feel a dignified interest in the success of the childish amasement, and watched its long strings with mild in- terest. The light folds of a woman's gown arrested his attention under some trees, and he was absently thinking what a pretty vernal picture she made, and tried to recall some appropriate lines of Swinburne's to that effect. She sudden- ly turned. her head, as if at his mental inquiry, and he forgot about the quota- tion as he walked over to her. "Fortune favors me today." He held out his hands to her as be spoke. "I have met you, and a spider crawl- ed all over my face. Is it an omen of the summer time?" She had flushed a tender pink at his approach, but he had not noticed it. "I do not know," she said in a pretty voice of soft intonations. "Elenore Moyne is at home again." Esitherling felt the color recede swift- ly from his face. He dropped her hand with a gesture of annoyance. Besides, there were those confounded flowers, the former favorite of both. He had too much pride to force any attempt at reconciliation on her, especially since she had taken the initiative hi coldly sundering all between them. And he had never known 'why, for he could not ask aline of her. "Surely I may plead other interests 4han engrossment in Miss liffoyne's ac- tions?" he replied, with vexation, join- ing step with her toward the swan pond. Escherling failed to see the shy, sweet glance the girl at . his side gave him. He was endeavoring to meet her tight teak and conversational froth half way, but his levity sat heavily on him. His entire being surged recklessly with the old feelings which Eleiaore's very *lame summoned to life. The birds ;seemed to chirp it from the boughs aboVe, and the bands were playing it. white covey of swans sailed graceful - he along by their side, and they paused to watch, the gyrations of au ugly duck- ling. deserted and avoided by hia more Xavored companions. In suddea pity Echerling singled. it. out for his favor and fed it somewliat extravagantly ou divers unhealthful but eagerly devoured foods. ' There sounded the staceato beat of herses' hoofs on the hard driveway 'war them, and tie turned indifferently around at their approacb. He had only a dim recolleetion afterward of i girl's pale, aristoeratie face, two eold, scornfal eye$ on hint, and not the slightest recogni- tion from her as he faStened hiS burning gaze on her, and the Moyne carriagebad whirled by. He felt strangely sickened and depressed and tried to believe that she had not really seen him. Perhaps she did not know that he had returned from his trip abroad, during herabsence. but common sense dissipated all such nonsenee, and he was forced by his own conclusions to acknowledge his hope; abortive, A certain fatigue had asserte& itself, and with his companion he reached the pavilion and abstraetedly seated himself to listen to the music, Not that he heard ite On the contrary, but one thoeight permeated his being, and he despised raSelf that he could still think of one Who so evidently manifested her fiNer- SiOn to bine, He idly glanced over the programme, recognizing in the strathe the old "Love's _Dream After the Iiall," and sarcastieelly told the girl at his side thee there weve too many halIueina- ttens in 'Asgard to the anciene emotion. "Love la meet the illusions of life," he went en, With a hard little leugle "for, after all, it is only a sort of apoth- eosis, endowing some particular oue with virtues compatible with her ap pearance. It is our fault, a course, if we are deceived, and I suppose we should not censure the intweent offeuder for the deception, but that is not human nature." She paled a trifte as he spelt% but he did not see it, "Yon—you have never loved if you can speak like that," she said tremu- lonely. Escherling turned hotly toward her, hut she went on rapidly before he could speak. "Love is God's blessing on mate It pariftes our heartand minds, and without it we would be a.4 shipwrecked beings fighting for safety. It is ennobliug, lifting our meaner na- re above uutil we could give in vol. untary rentauciadon our hest beloved— even to another." "I should like to see the man you would love, Esther," Escherling said abruptly as the finished. She looked away, with a little catch in her breath, to 'where the pale green leafage fringed the e011iine$ Of the park. But I cannot agree with you—in one thing," he con- tinued, his eyes intent on, a familiar re - hide which bad stopped to let alight tevo bdies Ilis heart beat irregularly as the younger of the two seated herself a row or two in front of him, where he could catch oecasioual ravishing gliinpses of her proud profile and the glint of her brown satiny hair, He dared not look at it for awhile, for he was not sure of his control. It seemed to him that she must bear the restless clamor of his heart and leave, knowing that he was near. His voice trembled in spite of himself when he spoke again. "Love is selfish." He watched Elenore Moyne ae he talked. She bad given a start of sur- prise at the sound of his voice, and it did not escape him. "I know that I could not give up— any ono I loved to another," be stopped. "That would not be love, in my opin- ion, for the feeling is purely selfish, as all happiness is. Let me tell you the mistake a friend of mine made. There is no need to begin a monotonous cant about his personal appearance, his posi- tion and such nonsense. He was the av- erage young fellow, of good impulse and heart, and he fell in love. Being of an intense nature, it was a whole soul - ed affair with him, and I suppose from his owu overwhelming passion he doubtless attributed more charms to his beloved than she may have possessed, for he thought that she loved him even as he did her, and that was the illu- sion. There were certain things involv- ing the honor of some one very dear to him—and, -well, nearer to her. "Some disturbing element of human- ity went to her with malicious tales about this, telling things really as they did exist, but compromising the inno- cent one—this—this friend of mime. If he cleared himself, he would inculpate the other participant in the affair, and that would hurt this girl he loved rnore —so he thought—than to let her believe him guilty, for the other was very near to her, while he was only dear—this was his conceit again. So he refused to explain, and she sent him from her, scorned and dishonored by her. If she had loved him, she would have had faith in him and accepted his version of the circumstance. It was not her fault, of course, that he was deceived in her. That is where the apotheosis comes in. She never had cared for him, but he made himself believe that she had," "She did not love him," the girl at his side said decisively. "I do not wish to sit in judgment on another's actions, but to me there never was any affection there, or she would have believed in him, especially at that time when he needed her faith, and"— She ended abruptly. Esoherling was watching Elenore Moyne with a white face as she agitatedly arose and was urging her companion to depart. Up the avenue the carriage was corn- ing 'toward them, the handsome horses impatiently pawing the earth. "Violets! Violets!" the flower girls were 6a11ing. The music had ceased ,with a final wail of the violins, and in the silence following it • seemed to Escherling that a silent panorama of the 'barren year before him stalked noiselessly. There was the anguish of the past tweleemonth to verify it. He would humble lais pride and take the erte chance for happiness, and if he lost tomorrow could not be more desolate than yesterday. ' "Elenorel" All of the pent up an- guish of his soul rang out as he gently Called her name. She paused irresolute- ly, her head turned away from him. A blur of Parma violetahowed ou her bosom, aud be felt a clull enjoyment, half malicious, that they were his and she did not knew it. "Elenoret" He advanced, half way to her. The girl with whom he had beea talking looked after hint with a dumb. seemly in Isere plaintive eyes. Elenore Moyne turned and met him squarely. Her face was Whiter than ever, but a certain bard light bad settled over it. "You failed to tell me what those certein things involving year friend's honor were," she said cuttingly. "I in fer that too, was intentional, as was also this pretty little rustic idyl—' -a sort of 'As Yon Like It' for ny benent„ .A1- 1ow nae to remind. you, Mr. Escherling, that you have overstepped yourself." She bowed with slight contempt as she finished talking, and, gathering ber skirts in one hand, advanced to the ear- riage, Escherling, itt ruute despair, stood rooted to the spot. Some one touched him on the arm, It ewes Esther, "Let us go now," the said tenderly with silent compassion. But he did not move. Eleuore was stepping ,into the victoria, High in the air above a long expanse a String fleated followiug a huge, white object which menaced the tree tope and the roofs of the cafes. A violent gust of wind eeized it in a spiral coil, and with a whirring neise bore it to the earth. It alighted on the bead of one of the Moyne horses, and at the Wow the leader gave one plunge and dragged the ether in its frenzy down the driveway. Escherling was aghast at the suddeurtess of it all, as were the other bystanders. Only Ele- um was in the vehicle, her face blood- less and distorted with fear. There was the swan pond directly before them, leading to the lake. She cast one ago - nivel glance ever the crowd of faces. A hasty bump against a tree threw off the ceaelarean and left the "nine blown to the breeze. Eschreling was telling himself that he had nothing to lose now, but he was wondering if she would think of hira. Then he realized that another remnant might mean death to her, and. he bolted pellutell through the group in hot per - snit to head them off. A woman ran rapidly after Wm and held him by the arm—but he shook her off madly. He saw the girl on the cushious turn all at once to him. In that brief space her eyes met his, repentant and tearful. "Guy Guy!" she screamed. "Save me I" be had thought of him after all. With one bound Ile eleared the inter- vening space, caught at the bridle atal pulled the enraged auheals hotly to- ward the earth, checking their progress so violeutly that the carriage tottered itt tho She was safe. Thank God fax that! Beyoud a few stretches the carriaee was unhurt, and some distance bac% kindly hands had rescued the coach- man. It was all over now. Escherliug restored the reins to the driver's hands and turned to go. lie would. have risk- ed his life again for another tearful glance from her eyes. But instead, feel- ing suddtmly proud as she uttered ne thanks to bine he sought out Esther, who, breathless and despairing, had watched the entire occurrence. "Mr. Escherling I" he beard his name called in the cold voice again. He did not turn around. The veriest beggar, he told himself, would have thanked him warmly. The rustle of a woman's skirts as she alighted from a carriage caught his ear, and her light, swift tread over the sward behind him. But still he paid no attention to it. "Mr. Escnerlingl Guy!" He veered half way toward her; she was biting her lips to keep the tears back. He looked carelessly over her. "1-1—want to thank—you," she cried brokenly, "I—I"— "I do not wish your thanks'Elenore," he said cruelly. "I would have done the same for any one else." "But—you—risked—your life to save mine—my very worthless ono," she said hurriedly, nerving herself to be calm, "and—and—I—would rather die—than —have you—die," she ended inartiou- larly, with a little sob. He faced her almost afraid to trust himself. "And those—other things which in- volved my friend's honor?" he asked, sparing her nothing. "I—I do not care," she sobbed. "He could do nothing dishonorable and wrong. He—he—you—will you—drive home with me?" "If you will let him explain that affair relating to his honor"— Escher- ling's heart was beating so that it was with difficulty that he spoke. "He—he will not go back unless you will trust him'and believe him. Will you, Ele- nore?" She bowed her head slowly. She could not speak. Regardless of the cu- rious eyes watchitig them beyond, Es- cherling stepped to her and touched the violets at her 'throat. "There is one more deception," he said, his hand trembling; her face was so near that' he had to look away with resolution. "I—I----know it, " she said uncertain- ly. "I recognized them," and she led. him across the soft grass to where the carriage stood, and as they drove off, living only in each other's presence, a woman's figure walked, as if fatigued, over to the entrance, her face drawn and pale, but ba her eyes the light of a great, unselfish joy. It was Esther.-- SPringfield Republican. ATC, FiELm- ARPEN SMUT IN GRAIN, Hot WatetTreatrueut Approved or Seed wheat—fuereases the Oat Tient. Feont the Kentucky station maws the caution that bluestone, when used iu very strong solutions, destroys the vital - hp of a portion of seeds soaked in it. At this station careful comparative tests of bluestone solatiens and of hot water as preventives of aurat show that hot water is quite as effective in checking the disease and has the advantage of not ipjuring the sound seeds. When treating seeds with hot water, it is well to be provided with the following: A good Fahrenheit thermometer, a large kettle in which water can be heated, three barrels. The water in the kettle is kept near tlse boiling point, and the supply in it must be replenished as fast 4$ it is used. In the first barrel keep Or- eliow water, and the other two should be about two-thirds full of water kept at a temperature of 131 degrees F. First put a bag of wheat in the barrel of cool water and leave it until all the Reds aro moist, It may be left for half an hour or longer, but ordinarily two or three minutea is eutdeient. Drain out the surplus cold water, then immerse for a minute or two in the second bar- rel, containing warm water. The object of this is to warm tbe wheat aa that it will not cool thevater in the third bar- rel. When warm, Pillage quickly in the third barrel and leave it 15 minutes. If the temperature shows a disposition to fall below 181 degrees, add a little hot water frora the kettle till it reaches the In mark again. It should never be al- lowed to fall below 100 degrees nor go above 134 elegreee F. With a good sup- ply of hot water at hand it is very easy to regulate the tenaperature in the bar- rel, ranch easier than would be supposed by one who has not tried it. At the end of 15 minutes the wheat is removed from the water and pread out to dry. But it must never be spread, out on a floor upon which smutted wheat has lain. Other authorities claim that the hot water treatment not only kills the smut in oats but hastens the germination and increases the yield. The Cara of New Seeding, It requires time as well as plenty of grass seed to make a perfect sod that shall cover the entire surface. Whoever after the ground has once been frozen in the fall shall exansinb the grass seeding of tlao previous spring will be surprised to find how little the soil is really cov- ered. Before the frezeing eerie the grub leaves of grass seemed to make almost a perfect mat over the surface. But under the touch of frost the whole plant ap- pears to shrink to not more than a quar- ter of its original size. "This," says American Cultivator, "allows much freezing of the surface soil, and many of the grass roots are undoutbedly de- stroyed, as the soil is alternately lifted by freezing and falls back aagin when- ever the bold of the frost has relaxed. "A mixture of clover and grass seed helps to cover the surface much better the first winter than grass eau possibly do alone. The clover will in such case make a spreading head that will cover most of the surface. It, too, will show the pinching of winter's freezing, but as tlae clover leaves are browned and fall on the soil they cover the grass roots with just the kind of fertilizing mulch that is needed to snake rapid growth when springtime comes. The clover will also start into growth quiok- ly enough to oheck the weeds that are pretty sure to get the advantage when grass seed is sown alone in weedy soil." The Elegant Mrs. Adams. An old Washington lady used to tell with delight of an occasion on which she went, with, a kinswoman, to dine with Mr. and Mrs. John Quincy Ad- ams. The table was beautifully set itt the fashion of the Vane, and at, Mr. Adams' place lay a four tined silver fork. The other persona ,at table had merely the two pronged fork then in use. Mrs. Adams apologized for her husband's little eccentricity, eaying that io his long sojourn in France he had acquired the habit of eating with his fork,, a habit of whioh he had been' , unable to break himself. "And, my dear," the old lady used to say, with a twinkle in her eye, "the elegant Mrs, Adams and the rest of pleats With a kuife."—Exchallge• ABOUT SUE3SOILING.' The Hight and the wrong Way—Saving Soil Moisture. The beet sugar and sugar beet agita- tion has brought the subjeet of subsoil- ing to the front. "The capitalists who are ready to put their money iuto sugar 'factories iesist that the beet growers subsoil their land before engaging in beet culture, It is well k.nown, and the experience of European beet sugar mak- ere and beet growers testifies that sugar beets are very sensitive to the influence of deficiency in moisture and under ad- verse conditions in this respect will fail to develop the percentage of saccharine matter that is necessary for success in sugar making. The main root and the root fibers must have a chance to reach well down into a stratum of perpetual moisture, and this necessity has led to the practice of subsoiling beet lands. Of course where the sugar beet is thus benefited other crops will reap some benefit also, and indeed there is a large proportion of our soils which it 'would pay as well to subsoil, whether we grow sugar beets or other °rope" The foregoing is from the pen, of awrit- er in Farm and, Fireside, who has the following to say concerning when to subsoil and the saving of soil moisture: There is a right way and a wrong way of subsoiling. Several of the ex= periment stations have investigated the subjeot. In most ceees subsoiling when done in the fall has proved a decided benefit, especially on soils resting on a bard and packed sobsail, The fall and winter reins soait into the surface layer, six, eight or ten inches deep, as the case may be, but cannot enter the bard sub- soil, so that the excess of water runs off the surface into ditches and Weems, Then when this eurface moiete has evaporated during a dry spell in spring or summer there is no further oupply to fall back on, and the crops must Seen suffer. Subsoiling deepens the natural water reservoir and allows the water otherwise allowed toren off to be stored up in the subsoil as a reserve ready to be drawn MI when the rains fail 'ostler- ing the growing season. A 'writer in one of the exchanges sums up the difference betweeu subsoil- ing in the fall and doing it in spring, as follows: "If this subsoil reservoir be made in the fall, it will, like a por- ous eponge, soak full of water during the winter and sprint,prains and from melting enows..But ifsubseiliug be de- layed till spring it cannot be done till the spring rains cease and the soil be- comes dry euough to plow, and then, there being no water to soak down and fill the spaces between the loose particles of earth, air presses its way down and absorbs what little moisture there is, Thus it is that fa/1 subsoiling witches and stores water for next summer's drought, while spring subsoiling lets in the air to dry out what little mois- ture there is." After having secured an increased supply of moisture by subsoiliug the next problem is how to use it most economically—with least waste. Tho waste is not only by evaporation from the bare surface, but also by evapora- tion from the leaves of plants "out of place." The former is easily held within lowest possible limits by thor- ough, rather shallow cultivation (as has often been explained). The latter should be entirely prevented by preventing all weed growth and by timely thinning. Stock Feeding. The Maine experiment station sug- gests these rations for milk cows: No. 1, flint corn silage containing glazed ears 30 pounds, timothy hay 10 pounds and 7 pounds of a mixture of 200 pounds cornmeal and 800 pounds gluten meal; No. 2, the same, except that the 7 pounds of grain are from a mixture of 200 pounds of cornmeal, 100 of cottonseed meal and 125 of gluten meal; No. 8, southern corn silage with no ears 35 pounds, mixed hay 10 pounds and 8 pounds of a mixture of 100 pounds each of cornmeal, cottonseed meal and gluten feed; No. 4, timothy hay 10 pounds, corn stover 10 pounds and 10 pounds of a mixture of 200 pounds each of cornmeal and wheat bran and 100 pounds each of cottonseed meal and glu- ten meal; No. 5, Hungarian hay 10 pounds, sweet corn fodder 10 pounds and 9 pounds of the grain mixture just mentioned; No. 6, clover hay 20 pounds and 10 pounds of a mixture of 100 pounds of cornmeal and 200 of wheat bran. These rations are to be given daily to each cow weighing 1,000 pounds and to be increased or diminished as the oow is heavier or lighter. • Bitying Farms. IS it wise under present conditions for young men of limited means to buy farms? This query was, answered in the Iowa Homestead, as follows, by a corre- spondent writing trona Mason City,Ia. Eel think it is best for the young man to, buy a farm if he has a farming outfit and pan make a Small ,payment on his farm. He should buy land where•the in- terest.will not be raore than the rent itt case he bad rented the same land and phonld then devote himself to working the place well and making it produce as abundantly as possible. He should raise a little of everything that sells well in his vicinity, which will tend to smake times better for him. When I com- menced farming, I paid high rent. If I had bought at that time, I could have OWned a farm with what I paid in rent bi 12 years. For that reason I would advise young men to quit renting and buy a place of thein own. a Better Tillage, Hot Here Acres. Only a short time ago a farmer grave- ly told me that he believed a farmer would starve to death on 40 acres of land. And he meant what be said. He had 80 acres of good land and accord- ing to his own statement the average yield of his crops was: Wheat, 12 bush- els to the acre; corn, 80; oats, 25; bay, three-fourths of a ton. A mile distant from him lives a farmer whose land is almost an exact counterpart of his, and his crops average: Wheat, 80 bushels to the acre; corn, 65; oats, 50; hay 2 tons. It is not the quantity of land that a man farms that counts, but the quality of his farming. The faot that a man can grow six tons of first class timothy hay on one acre shows the possibilities of an acre that is thoroughly tilled. Nine - tenths of the land that is sown to wheat is not more than half prepared for the seed simply because the farmer believes in acres rather than tillage.—Fred Grandy in Farmers' Institute Bulletin. A Z. FOREST CASE. Mr. Jai -flea Paddon Viciously As- saulted by a Fierce Assailant Kidney Disease Caused Him Much Suffer- ing --Bot a Staunch Friend, Dodd's Kidney Pills, Weat to Hie As- sistance — Now He Is as Well as Ever He Was. 1401MT l'oRF.ST, March 12.—A moot dar- ing assault was made on one of our well- known eitizens her recently. The victim Is Mr. James Paddon, and, the attack was it very deternitned and vicious one. By the thnely aid of a staunch and true friewd, however, he managed to elude the clutches ,of his assailant, but not before lee had sus- tained serieus injuries that caused him great suffering. Mr. Paddon's assailant wasthat baoe of the age, Kidney Disease, and the friend that rendered such valuable help is Dodd's Kidney Pills. Mr. Padden suffered for a long time With severe heada.che and pain in hie stomaeh, and kidneys. There were other symptoms of Kidney Disease present, and knowing what the end would, be unless the complaint were promptly checked, he began to use Dodd's Kidney Pine. He used two boxes in all and they cured him completely. He is now enjoying as good health as he ever did, thanks to Dodd's Kidney Pills alone, Taere are no "Doll Times" for dialtaa• and death, They are alwaye busy. They never want for vionnie, Hitt Providenea has given man a way of bealehing the most deadly forms of disceste--1Cidne7 troubles --and of resistiug the attacks of death soocessfally, Dodd's Kidney Pills positively care all types of Kidney Dienaia, This has been proved thousande of time, and is now ouivereallr admitted. Bright's Disease, Diabetes, Dropsy, Itheamatises, Lumbago, Female Diseases, oto, speedily yleid ze them. Dodd's Kidney Pills are sold by all drug- gists, at fifty cents a box, six boxes *law, or will be sent, on receipt of price, by The Dodds Medicine Co., Limited,Torouto,Ont. Do Bees Freeze? Asked whether bees may freeze to death outdoors when the mercury sinks to 30 degrees below zero, Doolittle says in Gleanings that they may starve, bu never freeze. A small cluster may freeze, but not a whole Colony. Qninby said that the bees inside the cluster on a zero morning could fly as readily as in July shot -del the cluster be suddenly thrown apart. Gallup, when in upper Canada, told in The American Bee Jour- nal that "the thermometer for 60 days in succession was not above 10 degrees below zero, and for eight of these days the mercury was frozen, yet iny bees, in box hives, with a two inch hole at the top and the bottom plastered up tight, came through, in excellent condi- tion.", Doi:111We finds in the hive, with the bulb of the thermometer touching the outside of the cluster, a temperature of 45 to 46 degrees, and in the center of the cluster 63 to 64 degrees when it is 10 to 25 degrees below outside. fj New and Notes. A heavy' shortage in the 1897 flax caop indicates higher prices fax linseed Meal- • " The outlook fax the sheep industry is quite inviting at present and the shep- herd feels encouraged. A contributor to American Gardening avers that the White Cob Cory is never affected with worms. The Early Pearl is good, but not quite as early ,as Cory. Atother writer in the same jeurnal claims that no corn is worneproot ' Will it par to try to separate the liquid manure from the solids before applying it? Rural New Yorker says: "On the whole, we doubt it We think absorbents will pay better." The Oirafre,s1Drinh, "It I were going to give a word of ad, vice to a yoeug man just embarking 211 tho allow business," said the old, circus man, "I should say Ilover let a giraffe drink mit of it pond or stream, beeause he's almost certain to drink too ranote You see, the giraffe doesn't really realize that he's drinking until be begins to take the water into his stomach, and he does not stop until he's got enough. there. The result of this is that his neck is still full, a bang column of water that be doesn't reed, but that be takes in just the sera, and often with disastrous roeults. I have known many a giraffe to kill himself by drinking too much, mid I feel that I can- not do my young and ambitious friends • greater service tban by warniug them of this characteristic. The giraffe should be watered invariably from the bucket"— New York Sun. How to Cure Ileatiache.—Soms people suffer untold misery day after day with Headache. There is rest neither day or night until the nerves are all unstrung. The cause is generally a disordered stom- ach, and a cure can be effected by usiug Parmelee's Vegetable Pills, containing Mandrake and Dendelion. Mr. Finlay Wark, Lysander, P. Q., writes: find Parmelee's Pills a firsticlass article for Bilious Headache." New York's sweatshops. New York State Factory Inspector O'Leary says: "The second factory inspeo- tion district la composed of the counter and city of New York alone, In this district we find 5,091 shops and 68,500 worker*, 75 per cent. of whom are Jews, about 16 per cent. Italians, and. the balance is made upof Hungarians, Russians and English- speaking men and women. "The district wheee the 'sweating' sye• tem, so called, is virtually confined is that section of the city contained within the locality bounded by Eighth street on the north, the Bowery on the west, Catharine street on the south and East river on the east. The population living within this territory, as gathered from the bureau of elections and the police department, is be- tween 400,000 and 450,000 persons." Minard's Liniment Cures Garget in Cows. Mamma's Objection. "No," .said the girl, slowly; "I do not think mamma would allow me to accept an Acme wheel from you." "You think not?" "I am sure she would not. Mamma rides a Hummer." His Foundation. "Bill founded his faith on a rock when he married Miss 131.1E1110n; she is nob only religious but rich." "Perhaps; but from my acquaintance with Bill I imagine he founded it on the . 'rocks.' " Mrs. Celeste Coon, Syracuse, N. Y., writes "For years I could not eat many hinds of food without producing a burn- ing, excruciating pain in my stomach. I took Parmelee's Pills according to direct - tions under the head of 'Dyspepsia or In- digestion.' One box entirely cured me. I can now eat anything I choose, without distressing me in the least." These Pills do not cause pain or griping, and should be used when a cathartic is required. Have Their "Foyers." "I wonder why so many theaters burs down," remarked Mrs. Perkasie. "Well, every theater has its foyer, you know," replied her intelligent husband, 'who is an Irishman. Best of Reasons. • "How do you know that Beady is not in the theater ?" asked the stylish youth, who area looking for his friend, of the manager. "Bemuse there isn't a pass out to -night, Minard's Liniment Cures Distemper. Old Farmer Wayba,cle Went to town, And he was verdant, rather, • And aanight, alas! he blew out the gale • ceiend the blow most killed. Father." , Quality. 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