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WAGON PAINT - Keep the machines, wagons and tools fresh and bright and protect them against rust and weather -by giving them a coat or two of Martin-Senour "Wagon and Implement" Paint. Write us today for "Farmer's Color Set" and name of our nearest dealer -agent. ADDRESS ALL ENQUIRIES TO Vise ART1N-SENOUR Go. LIMITED. 655 DROLET STREET, MONTREAL. 1 � - w,.� -.,�' � 7 , ^,`R.... "•+. 1.., ..,-, .... �r,:...\\\\\\\\...._.4:',:i.... ,•: rts•zer+, ..s -,t :g,!lE^' S4,000AYEAR IN POTATOES Rotation is Important in Getting Maximum Returns Prom Each Year's Crop. LATEST MACHINERY ESSENTIAL TO SUCCESS. "This year I sold from a twelve- lieacre patch $1,200 worth of pota- toes. I have paid for the land three or four times with potatoes, and some years potatoes were pretty cheap" -thus said Fred A. Johnson, of Port Stanley, potato farmer. The growing of potatoes on C.ana- ,dian farms is apt to take one or two forms: it may be a, highly -special- ized industry, to which other farm' Work constitutes a mere ground Work, or it may be merely one es- pecially -lucrative phase of manifold farm activity. In either case the result is the same. Possibly no farm crop is, a± all times, more in demand than the modern' 'form of that esculent first called by the 'Spaniards "batata. Certainly no ,erop will show a better proportion - .ate profit, all things considered,. ,year in and year out, than the ubi- quitous potato. The writer. has found, On Of farms, splendid examples of these two phases of potato -growing. Let us first briefly consider the case of a man who has become rather an expert, a _specialist. I first heard him' described in the city of St. Thomas as "Johnson, the potato man,/' and at once went to visit him. Fred A. Johnson lives on a hundred and fifty acre farm very near the. village. Port Stanley, Erie. h to Lake 1; ie hen he moved r his present place forty-three years ago, he put in five acres of pota- toes, and in no single year since 'haSpace for- bidshe failed of a crop. f bids detailed explanatioof this expert's :methods,, but e few facts may here be suet down that should be of value to farmers throughout the Province. Of the entire 150 acre area of the farm, twenty-eight acres are de- voted to potatoes.. This area com- prises two fields of ten and eigh- teen ' acres, respectively, and in two fields, each of Os size, the an- nual, erop P is rod'1'ced, part of a esi.esrtifio rotation. In ,preparing a field for potatoes, Mr. Johnson first grows a crap of, oats, seeded down with ,shiver. While the first orop of clover is est for hay, the second is left on lee .ground, and' the mat. thus formed is plowed under the following spring. Clover, ,by this Way Ma, Jo'hns�on regards as abso- lutely invaluable to use, on the potato ground. When spring :Gomes, plowing and. dining are ,done; barnyard manttre being ap plied at the .rate of twelve to fif- teen loads per ,acre. Should 'tlie supply of manure be exhausted, a fertilizer consisting of • potash (24%), ammonia (10%) and dissolved phosphate (Ra%) is applied by ;means of a fertilizer drill, the soil is, after manuring or fertiliz- ing, thoroughly -cultivated with a two -horse cultivator, and this oper- ation is repeated from five to seven times, at intervals of a few days. Owing to the close proximity of the United States 'gardens, with their early varieties, M`r. Johnson prefers to handle late potatoes. Planting, for the most part, is done the first week in June. Just here it might be mentioned that, on this faun, seed -cutting is done by hand, the proprietors having found that, no matter how efficient the machine used, spuds wentslo the fields with- out the necessary "eye." As Mr. Johnson said, "When every potato means two or three cents, one must be careful that there is an eye on each piece planted." The planting is completed by about the 10th of June, and thereafter comes con- tinuous cultivation. After the seed has been planted for a week, the ground is harrowed lightly, and a week or so later, -a cultivator, with hillers, is used) Once the plants appear ,abovete surface, cultiva- tion continues at intervals of one week during the entire growing season. A one-horse „hiller is used after the plants Attain a fair growth. Then comes spraying. We use an American machine, Mr. Johnson said, "a one-horse af- fair, by means of which the driver, with a Ample pressure on the foot brake, directs the spray over eight rows on each trip up and down the field. We use a paris green spray for bugs, as, in' my forty-three years' experience,I have never had a case of blight o'{r'.rot. In the last two years I. iia 1 sold 15,000 bush- els of potat ;; to my St. Thomas customers alone, and I have yet to hear sof one single bad ,potato. This year we will pick about 6,000 bush- els, as usieal, and I venture to say that here won't be a quart measure full of potatoes unfit for the best market. If you sele•et your seed and keep your plants healthy and your soil -clean, you need not bother spraying :for rot or blight." There is no hand-picking on this potato farm. A four -horse potato picker is riser—as American ma- chine, also -and does the work in a wonderful manner. As the steel share uproots 'the potatoes, they are 'thrown on a .rgvolving chains 'carrier whiole 'deposits them in ,a, box carried below thee driver's seat. A boy walks behind the ma- chine; removing the filled bakes and • replacin.3 them with "emp- ties," w'hic'h have previously been deposited at intervals ,along the rows. "That machine cost nie ass inuoh as a binrs1,e, , but J. ishouldn'i #sa wallas out it at any price," Mr. Johnson said. "Nowadays OVadA s one must use the latest machinery if he is to keep „up with the fast -changing conditions. Growing over twenty-five acres of potatoes, we can never go back to the old system of hand-picking." The Johnson potatoes are stored for the time being, and later on marketed. Mr. Johnson has over forty private easterners in the .city of St. Thomas, .including. hotels, Colleges, stores, etc., and, as he says, "St. Thomas will take all the potatoes I can send it." Besides, should he care to neglect his local market, he can easily dispose of his erop each year in answer to de- mands made upon him by United States dealers and buyers. Now, as to seed -you couldn't sell Mr. Johnson any, he ` your specimens ever so perfect. He be- lieves in seed selection from his own crop, ,and 'his great success has justified his policy. On no a•coount would he buy seed from an out- sider. No variety, he says, will ever "run out" if properly propa- gated by intelligent selection. His favorite "late" varieties are the Worley and the Carmen, the latter of which he has grown continuously for a quarter of a century. Mr. Johnson will not put the Carmen on the market till after the month of January, as not till then, he be- lieves, does it attain perfection for table use. The writer regrets that he is un- able to reproduce here a portion of what is probably the most complete and unique book of farm accounting to be found in Canada. "My books show that my first sale from this farm, forty-three years ago, was 54 lbs. of wool at 54 cents ,a pound," read Mr. Johnson from his ac- counts. "From that date on, I can show a written record of every transaction made on this farm, if only for postage stamp." Mention must needs he made of this home, built, in no small mea- sure, from "potato money." It is surely one.of the finest to be found on any Canaclian farm. Such con- veniences as a private ,acetylene plant, dumb waiter, wood -elevator from cellar to kitchen, and hot, cold and soft water on tap, all con- tribute to a home -life which appeals to the visitor as truly admirable. So much for one who has made his twenty-eight acres of potatoes the object of special study and ex- periment. Let us now turn for a moment to the ease of an Erin township farmer, Mr, Charles Bald; win, who Tuns on ordinary mixed farming principles some 200 acres near the village of Hillsburg, On- tario. Above all, first and fore- most, be it understood that Mr. Baldwin is a successful, practical, all-round ,farmer; his work with potatoes is in. the, way of a little extra attention to a vary common crop. Three years ago Mr: 'Baldwin sold the potato erop, from it fifteen ,acre field four. about $1,000. now much profit 2 you ask. Mr. Baldwin puts it this way: "Frankly, I reckon that the po- tato erop pays, all farm-,running,and 'stelaoe rttcpenses, leaving the returns YALLEY F RM; Or, Felicity's Inheritance. CHAPTER IR--(C!eittinuod). 'wonder if you two kind people 'Would have my little girl here till I, can run away with her? It will be eio handy, you know. For, of.eourse, you will marry as, Ancor? And I think we may decide on a trip••to Canada for, the ehoneyruoon, I Must wind up , niy iegieirs and sell 'Myranch, you know.- 1 shall try to buy the Baytheby Hall estate -it baa been in the anarket a long time; and you would like us near you, wouldn't you, AIrs, 'Verin- der? That is, of course, if Joyce likes the (fall: Tlie land is all right, I know -- I one quite looking forward to farming in England. I hope X can get the place --rt will be ;se noar the Valley Farm -and that le where your mother and the children can Ilea, darling.. And I thought that we could be married early .next month per. hays, mandatter, thenJoyce we $„ could'satl- - What's He might well oak. Joyce was elating ,at hiip with <be.pra' and consternation in her a es, And she was gripping the edge Y of the table as if she felt the need of clutching at something tangible in a world that Teemedfor the moment to be going round and round., Her face bad ite g0gone quite � eln bits. Verinder' interposed, with a warn. in *lance at the 'infatuated young man. Thee matter is that you are a bit too 'go-ahead' for us sober Felice, Chris. You. must let me down gently. Wo -don't come from Canada if you do, and lee can't 'hustle' like that. Joyce has her mother to commit and many things to see to be- fore site can dream of getting married. Isn't that so, Joyce?" "Yes,' Joyce said, with a little gnep, Chris was soheretl at once- so much so that Mrs. Verinder felt quite eorry for him, and sbe purposely left them alone together when they ea• el goodnight, hop- ing that Joyce would chase the shadow from hie face. Chris was sal penitence as he took her in his arms, "Did I frighten you, my little love? I never meant to. I am a blundering idiot, a selfish wretch. Oh, I shall never forget your face -how you looked when I went on tallying about those idiotic plans of mine! I wonder you didn't throw me over on the spot. Your will shall be law, dear- eet-I wont do a thing you don't like. You are not really afraid I shall be a ty- rant. are you, darling?" "Oh no, no!" she whispered, hiding her face a-tainst his coat. "I don't know what I'm afraid of, only -only it seemed en end. den. I haven t got used to ycu yet -we haven't been engaged a day.. -and you talked about -getting married." Hie arms dropped, and he took her hands in his. but he held her away from him. His face had lost its color. "Don't you want me?" he asked simply. "Are you repenting already? World you rather not be my wife" Oh, Joyce, I can't lose yon now! I'll wait- a year if you like, I'll goriht awayiF you'd rather. And would to do you think v I d lee you to :1lbeeta youwantgo?" ` if didn't to 'Elie voice shook. "I love you so mncrlt that I. think I could give you up rather than see yon unhappy^"-•'' He got np further, for with a little heartbroken ery, Joyce put her arms l round his neck, He always � declared after. warde that she went ro far as to kiss him quite a number of times; but this she would never admit. "Oa. don't go -don't leave me!" she sobbed. "I shall die if you do! I can't live •without you now. I will do east what- ever you like. I will he married next week 11 you want, and I will go to the end of the world with you -gladly, gladly l" All of which was very bewildering, and quite beyond the power of mere man to understand, but all of which accounted for the fact that Chris got his own way after all, a.nd"carried out his programme to the very letter! CHAPTER X. "Oh, mummie, do come with me and watch Ike feed the cows. It's so exciting! They toss their heads and clank their chains, I'm not a bit afraid. Do come. mumnnis dear! Don't you want to see them dreadfully?" Mrs. Hamilton drew the little boy fond- ly to her and hesitated between a desire to please him and a disinclination to leave the cosy siting -room and brave the animals that Gordon loved, but of which she was secretly afraid. "I will coma another time, darling. See, mummie has some letters to write, and all that darning to do before it gets dark. I.am glad you're so happy, sonny. Are you sure you're not cold?" 'Not a bit. The sheds are as warm as this room -Ike. says it's the cows breath that warms' them. 1 took my gloves off, mummie-you dontmind? help can't e p him with them on." Mrs. Hamilton did not mind, and sent him off with a kiss. Her heart was full of'thankfulness as she looked at his glow- ing face and bright eyes, for the boy -liar youngest and most dearly loved -had al- ways been delicate, and life at the Valley Poem bade•fair already to turn him into a strong and sturdy boy. Sho piled more coal on the grate with a lavish hand, fo: it was the first week in December, and there had been a sharp frost. It was a new and delightful senea- tion not to have to be ,careful with the from other farm work for any other use we desire." Mr. Baldwin each year plants by hand some twelve or fifteen acres, mostly of the Delaware variety, which he finds very popular on On- tario markets. Like Mr. Johnson, he finds heavy fertilization very essential and profitable, and is a firm believer, also, in the virtue of consistent, thorough summer culti- vation of the potato ground. , "We find potato -growing to work in well with grain crops," Mr. Baldwin said to the writer. "We generally sow grain on potato or turnip ground and get excellent re- sults. ' esults." How can the ordinary farmer market a big potato crop ? Mr. , Baldwin, at the time of nay visit, was throwing all his energies into the fotwarding of the scheme to form a Hililsburg Potato Growers' Association, "We grow good po- tatoes," he said, "and we want the public • to feel assured in dealings with us. There are far too many varieties at present, and the only remedy I can see is local organiza- tion, whereby all the .growers of one locality will produce the same variety of potato'," F A,lreacl3 this article is over bounds. Little needs to be said re- garding the actual profits from po- tato growing. Nearly every farmer has at some time or another gone heavily into potatoes, and, genes a11y, with _gratifying results. This .year, if ever, Would : seem to be an opportune time for the extension of the potato -growing industry on, the ordinary 'fertn,-By H. B. Me- ICinnon, iii Th.e Canadian Country- man. coal --to feel there was plenty more where that came from, She was a little woman, and. looping at liar, it wee easy. to see whore Joyce got lies' dclieute fete and expressive eyes, but her face wasthinand cai'eworn,`and her hair snow•white. It would take sonic time before her son•In•law's generosity drove the harrae*sed look away and Bootle ed the tired nerves -though Joyce deolar- ed that she was filling out' already, and Mrs. Haipilto'i was quite sure she was getting spoilt and lazy. The ]rouse lead been renovated through- out, and no pains had been spared to turn a somewhat bare dwelling into a comfortable, even a luxurious home. Sort rugs and carpet, warm curtains and new furniture had worked wonders, and Mrs. Hamilton had needed no persuasion to 1csye her sh Abby belongings behind her and btineieIy 'ate things sire treasured. The slays o liar work, lodgers, and piti. ful scheming were no more, and, for the first t7 husband's fi me since her husba s dcath she knew what it was to rest and be l s plv. Mi s. Iiamilton'e happy reverie was just merging into a delightful doze whoa the little maid came in to get the tea. As e saw he tose a•k t hes fl i s t move 1 e 8 omv herwokby Gordon .at the door, holding a stranger by the hand, ani politely inviting her to onter. She was e superior -looking wo- man dressed in neat. black. Mrs; Hamil• ton did 1101 know ner at all, but she trent forward with a k'ntily weloome, for it needed but it glance to tell her that her visitor wee a weary and sorrowful wo- man. Gordon introduced her in his own quaint tray. "This lady's very tired, mummie. She's walked all- the way from Stoneycross to see Joyce. X told her Joyce didn't live here, and she was going all the way back again, but I made her come in and see you. Don't you think she ought to have some tea before ehe goes?" The woman tried to speak but failed, Mrs. Hamilton drew her gently forward and made bar sit in her own chair, then sent Gordon to "hurry Mary with the tea." "Please stay," rho said. "I am Joyce's mother. You look quite exhausted, but the tea will refresh you. W:e must find soma way of sending you bark to Stodey- cross-I could not walk one way, let alone both." "You ere ver-- good. My name is Eliza Virilkins. Perhaps you have heard Miss Joyce -or etre. Carleton, I should say -- speak of me?" Yee indeed I have," Mrs. Hamilton Enid ltleasar,tly. -Any friend of my dear girl's is most welcome. Let me take your bonnet and coat oft -it 4 too warm in here to sit with teem on.' ells. Hamilton had kuown ton much trouble hereelf not to recognize the traces of it in another.'She began to speak eight- ly and pleasantly 00 every -day s ub1 ects when the woman tried at he andho a to state errand ell • put her hand gently over here. -Wait till you've had something to eat, and then you shall tell me," she said. "My little boy and the girl will keep corn- ing in and out --we will send them away presently, and then we can have a good talk." "He's a beautiful child. How old is he, ma'am?" -Only eight. He wee born ;just after his father died. I'm afraid I am very fool- ish over him --I ean hardly bear him out of my eight, but 1 don't think he De spoilt.,' "I'm euro he is not. He's a little gentle- man. If you could have seeu him out in the lane -the pretty way he came up to me and took off hie cap.' Two slow painful tears rolled down Eliza's hard face. "How is Mrs. Carleton, ma'am?" she asked, wtren she had recovered herself a little. "In splendid health, thank you -and as , happy as the day is long. I rather ex- pected her over this afternoon -there are few days she does not come to see me. They are busy getting their house nice - they live at Blytheby Hall. It• is only a month since they returned from their honeymoon. They went to Canada for it and as Joyce had never travelled, my son• in-law was anxious that she should. roe something of the country." "lie must be very rich.' "His father left him a large fortune - he was one of the pioneer settlers in Sas- katchewan." "I'm glad Miss Joyce is happy," the woman said earnestly. "She has such pleasant ways, and I never saw any one so obliging and helpful. She never once snubbed rue, though I was often cross. It was always 'Yes. Eliza,' and 'Coming, Eliza.` I hate to think now ,how I put on her, but I was blind in those days - blind! Well, I've had my eyes opened since then," she added bitterly, • "Did you really think ehe lived here?" Mrs. Hamilton asked. "Yes. Miseie-that is Mrs. Carmichael - only told .me a bit about her -how she had married the old gentleman's nephew -Robert Stone, as eve thought him. I should like to know a little.more if you don't mind." Mrs. Hamilton had time to give her an outline of all that had taken place before Mary appeared 'with the teapot. There was no false pride about Joyce's mother, and she spoke with grat;tude and affec• tion of Chris Carleton, who had done so anuch for her and iters. Eliza Wilkins made an excellent tea, and looked a different woman when she settled down afterwards to tell Mre. Hamilton what had brought her to the Valley Farm. Jo c 's mother had natarally naturallya very y poor apl ,ion^ of Felicity Gray, bgt even rho ottld berets, believe that t}ie$ girl. would prove so heartless anti selfi,et, ell she listened with amazement and indig- nation a n tc the heartbroken woman's tale. "Do you mean to tell me that after all the years you have mothered her and Blared for her she has cast you ori like tris?" Yea. She doesn't want me any more. I am no use to her now. I don't fit In with her flee house, nor -nor anything. Mr. Carmichael's housekeeper, that had been with him twenty years, had to go too; but then she :had saved quite a lot of money. and had relations to go to," "And haven't you saved anything?" Eliza shook her head. "How could 1, ma'am?" she asked sim- ply. "I never beet any wages. Suet my food and some neclothes when I need. ed thw em -which wann't often. And all my people are dead I'.m. afraid I'm too old for another situation, but l'm going to try. That's what I came to Miss Joyce for. I thought perhaps she'd give me a character. I wouldn't ask Mr's. Oar- miohnel for one if there was only the workhouse in front of me." Mrs. Hamilton was silent, thinking deeply. The look on the poor woman's; face wrung her heart. "Have you any money now 4" she asked gently. "You mustn't mind my asking -• I know what it is to be poor myself. I have often come to my last penny." Eliza swallowed painfully. Instead of answering, she turned out her purse on her knee. There was a shilling and et few coppers. "I thought perhaps Miss Joyce would lend me a little till till she gut me some- thing to do." The old name came more naturally to her than the new, Then she caught. Sirs. Hamilton's eyes fixed on her eyes like her daughter's --deep, wb,tfttl, full of compas- sion ant the v0m an overcharged heart gave way, "the fountains of the great deep vtre broken u1 i Oh, ma'am!" she sot bed "Ir isn't that I mind! It rent being penniless, and having no home, and not knowing what is to become of me. It's hosing my baby, my little girl. Fel!citv-the only thing I had to love. I've just lived her. It hasn't•b en an easy life •I've c,ften work- ed haat my strength -but I'd have died to give her everything she wanted. And nowt- I'm left all alone -just a hard, crow old woman wham nobody wants!" And then Mrs. Hamilton did a very reckless and foolish thing - and yet at the eame time it was a very beautiful thing - one of those "golden deeds" over which the angels of Heaven as surely rejoice as ever they do over the penitent sinner. She knelt down beside the weeping wo- man and put her arms round her, while the tears stood IA her °ers "Don't say nobody wants you, Eliza, It rent true. I want you. Stay with ma and help me with the work. I shall often find it lonely here, and want some one to talk to. And it is so hard to get ser vanta at a farmhouse -the very word frightens them. They are sure they will be worked to death. You and I are net as young as we were. but I think we can do a great deal between us, don't you? Joyce's husband is so good and generous, but I don't want to put on him -I want to economize as mach as possible. You'll help me, won't ,you? Joyce has often told mo what a clever manager you are," It was a Iong time before Eliza would allow herself to be persuaded that Mrs. Hamilton really meant it -that it was an offer not made solely out of pity, but one which she believed would be to their mu• tutel benefit. When at last it was settled she hardly knew how to express her grati- tudo. "I'11 work my fingers to the bone for you, ma'am." she said, "for you are an angel If ever there was one! And I shan't ,want any wages. I'Il be only too glad of at home." Mrs. Hamilton had her own opinion on that point, but she knew this was not the time to enforce it. When Joyce heard of Eliza's arrival and of the new arrangement, she drove over, looking beautiful in her costly furs and radiant with happiness, to tell her mo- ther privately that it 'would not sue - reed." But ehe lived to see that it suc- ceeded very well indeed. and to wonder how they ever got on before Eliza carne. There was one person at the Valley Farm for whom Eliza never had a frown or a crass word, and that was the Iit.tle lad who had ertole into her heart to take the place of the girl who ieft it desolate, and whose hand unconsciously led her from the depths of despair to the warmth, and peace, and brightness of a new life. (THE END.) srol h FOR t y PINK EYE, EPIZOOTIC DISTESHIPP.i �-IO FEVE1# s and CATARRHAL FEVER, • Sure our() and positive preventive, no matter how horses at any age aro infected at "ek d," Liquid, given on the tongue, vete on the ,Blond and Glands, expels the gbiwonou germs from the body. ,On "b5 Dist enrijor l Doges and Sheep Incl Cholera in PottIery, �argest seating ve stock remedy. Cur©� ha Grippe among i i arumtttt beings . ' at e non b s u a fine kiln ie remedy. Out this °ht.aX at1 it. 1S�ppr w it to y*'ur druggist who will t for you. Fide Booklet, "Distoiliper, Caudell and Cut • DIS'P lRUToRs--Aw. WHOLESALE DRUOOISTS MEDIOAL 004 Chettilote tand Baoterldlogrets, Goshen, Ind., U.S.A. On the Farm Raising . t.n Orplia`xt ('alt, In ease the snare dies or pass no !Wilk -the foal May ;be raised eorw's' 'milk, if the attendant Con's ducts the work patiently and intel- ligently. (hoose' the milk of that has recently calved, iprefer- ably pane which ,gives milk low iii butter fat, :for mares' milk while rich in sugar, is poor in fat. ;Sweet- en the mills with molasses or sugar and dilute with warm water. Clive a, little of this prepared Milk at short intervals from a scalded nurs- ing bottle and large rubber nipple; Be careful to keep the bottle aiirl nipple scrupulously clean. Add an ounce of lime water to each pint, +r the prepared milk and ,allow 'half a cupful once an hour at first, writes Mr, A. F. Alexander. e • las foallit dila 'ruWs ra the As ill, crease the mount of milk fed ands lengthen the intervals 'between; lneals. In a few days feast niay be; given six times a day and, later,° four times daily. The foal will soon learn to drink from a pail, if al- lowed to suck the attendant's fin- gers at first. Until the bowels move freely, give rectal injections night and morning. Lf the foal scours at any time give two to four tablespoon- fuls of a mixture of sweetoil and pure castor oil, shaken up in milk, and stop feeding milk for two or three meals, allowing sweetened warm water and lime water in- stead. Let the foal lick oatmeal as soon as it will eat and gradually in- crease the amount and add wheat bran. In. five or six weeks some sweet, skim milk may be given and the amount gradually increased daily until, in three months or so, it may be given freely three times n, day in place of new milk. The foal at this age also will be eating free- ly of grass, grain and bran. At all times supply pure cold drinking water. Let the foal run out in a lit or grass paddock for exercise. accustom it to be hand - quantities o t ells Tee small 1 1e d d a ntlit IUUti fund often, keepinga all food vessels `clean, and the foal should thrive and develop well. Remember that a coIt should at all lc feda •i be adequately so s t times 1 i develop it perfectly_ Prac't e ,ally half of the full weight of a horse is gained during the first twelve months of its life. If stunted dur- ing this period the eolt never de- velops properly; it, therefore, pays to feed generously. Three Good Rations. The 'best rations for the dairy cow, according to the most recent investigations of the Nebraska Col- lege of Agriculture, are as follows for a 1,200 pound dairy cow of the proper sort and producing 30 pounds of mill: daily Ration No. 1 -Twelve pounds of alfalfa, 3 pounds of corn silage, four pounds of ground torn, and three pounds of bran. Ration No. 2 -Where silage is not available. Fifteen !pounds of alfal• fa. .six pounds of ground corn, eight pounds of corn stover, and two pounds of gluten meal. Ration No. 3 -Where neither sil- age nur alfalfa is available. Twelve pounds of millet, twelve pounds of sorghum hay, two pounds of ground corn. and three pounds of oilmeal, Proper Distance for Planting. Currants and gooseberries. three to four feet apart. Raspberries and blackberries. three to five Is four to seven feet apart. Strawberries for field miltitre. three to five by four to seven feet apart. Strawherries, garden culture, one to two _feet apart. Dairy Wisdom. Clean the stalls every morning. Avoid direct drafts on the herd. Balanced rations ,balance tit> dairy profit -in your favor. Clean hands, elean teats and 'clean milk pails' --clean, milk, e jean t'1'eaI 1 and clean 'n buttel'. Little Bobby Beatem went with. his mother to buy a pair of knick- erbockers. When he had looked at all the varieties in the store, he was still dissatisfied,, "I want that pair in the window," he protested. "These are just exactly like them," assured the clerk, "but if you want that particular pair, I'll get them for sou." And he produced them, much to Bobby's satisfaction. They hare a sign which read, "These knickerbockers cannot be beat," "Now," said the farmer to the new hand from the city, "i want you to clean up the pigsty and the stable and the henhouse and all the other houses of the stock." The new hand worked vigorously for a. couple of days. Then he appeared before his employer with both eyes nearly closed, his •mouth swollen and redpimps all over ;his lace and neck .and hands. "Gillum, , my. money," he said; °`I'm a -gain' to quit." "Whet' the platter V' ask- ed the farmer. "I don't know what's the matter," said the vic- tim, "but it happened when I starts . ed hate clean the beehive."