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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1913-09-05, Page 6Her Great Love; Or, A Struggle • For a Heart ClIAPq,'1JI;'. XV.—(Continued), "Where is you mistress?" he asked in her language, mail, the a glance at the replied Trevor. Morgan Thorpe event up the narrow e t zt- stazre the houses in Cardigan Terrace ar small, not to say Poky --and knocked a the door. A low, clear voice, with a si gular metallic. ring in it, said "Come in. and he entered. The room was richly but, garishly f niched, the air was think with perfume there was an odor of cheap scent all ove the house, by the way; and the hanging of rose pink were soiled and stained. At a muslin -covered dreseing-table sit a alsodr therosoiled—overas in �w.hich it peignoir s110 black hair hung like a torrent, She wa small but pretty, more than pretty, fo no outobeing mohad re or r lees ked at her withe Th features were email and exquisitely eltise ed. Her eyes we're black as sloes, and re markahly expressive. They could be shar and brilliant, and they could be soft an languorous, just as their owner chose. H face was pale, of that ivory whitens which sometimes goes with black hair. She was beautifully formed, and very graceful, with hands and feet like a fairy In short, she was a beautiful little wo man, with the face and the charm of a siren, and with about ae much heart, She turned the corners of her dark eyes upon her brother for second, then went en with her oceupation, which was the application of poudre de riz to her beauti. fur face; and she did it with the delicate touch of a skilled and barn artist. Well?" she said, as he looked down at her with a smile; and there was a world of significance in the word. "A new friend is coming to dinner, my l dear Laura," he said. She looked at him in the glass. "'Who is it?" "A friend of Trevor," he said. "A young fellow by the name of Deane. Quite a boy—a charming boy." She made a slight contemptuous moue. "Ah, do not despise the day of small things, my charming sister!' he said, lightly. P I hate boys!" she eaid. "And a friend of Trevor—sulky, and sullen, and awkward as hmiself, I suppose?-' "On the contrary, a handsome, nieely mannered, and, as I have said, quite charming boy." He will be a change, at any rate," she said. "I am getting wearied of that bear." 'Take care you do not let the bear see it!" he said, warningly. "We have not got all the bear's skin yet, my dear Lanni." She smiled. "And is this boy coming only becauee you have taken a fancy to him?" she ask- ed, as she drew a thin. exquisitely thin, Hue under her eyes, "What—who is he?" "Cramming for Sandhurst;" ho said. She smiled eontemptuously. "I know the kind. An allowance o hundred a 'year, and promised his good mother down at the parsonage he wouldn't play. Oh, I know!" "I don't know what his allowance be, lie said, But I fancy he will he worth a little attention, my dear Laura." He took up a newspaper which lay—with a fan and a lady's cigarettecase-ori the. conch. "See beret" Be read aloud: "The 'Great 'electric Storage CCompany, '' Ltd. Capital, $509,000. Directors: Lord Borrowmore Im?teeuny _Castle. Theodore Mershon E"sq., The Fire, L more. Peter Deane, F re, Woodbines, Loafm "See? A son of the lean who is in swim with Theodore Mershon ought to worth a little attention. You are look sweet to -night, my. dear Laura. What you going to wear? That soft ye dress with the—er-low neek? Rigbt! He's a nice boy. A nice, frank boy. The sort of boy to fall in love with." He pointed to the glass, in which the fas- cinating face was reflected, and, with a soft laugh, left the room. fu 5 t 1 6 r - e I p Her e • f dear e that champagne circulated, and Bobby thought the meal the most delightful he had ever may eaten. Presently Mrs. Dalton rose and gather- ed her fan and flowers together and meal - ed sweetly on the men, her smile resting longest on Bobby. "Do not leave me In my loneliness too long," elle said; and Bobby would have liked to have gone with, her there and then. Mr. Morgan Thorpe got some port and oaf- thaatehed ha ane eno ugh b inef and declined the port. but Morgan Thorpe insisted, and ore. filled his glass. the "Good wine, though I say it, my dear be Deane. It came from the cellars of my insadear y which earl. Ith s the only thdid- are llow I am likely to have from hien alae!" on as a skilled musician plays upon his favorite instrument, "You will find our" menage very small, I have no doubt, my dear Deane," eaid Mr, Morgan 'Thorpe.'We have taken this house fnrnishee; and though it is not all that we eoulde desire, it is large enough for two, and my sister and I possess con- tented minds; t:houglz I must confess we do find the .house rather email after our. palazzo in Florenow. It was lent to us by our dear friend the prince," He did not say which prince; but Bobby was duly impressed. "Ours has been rather a wandering life," continued Mr. Morgan Thorpe, "and though we have many friends abroad we have very few in London," "Mr. Deane will be' a hent in himself, I am sure," said Laura, eery sweetly and with a slight foreign accent, which made her voice eeem still more charming to Bobby, who blushed with pleasure. Then Trevor name in. He did not look very much bottertempered than when lobby had parted from him. He gave the two men a nod and a scowl, and going straight up to Laura, Imes:est her a bate get. "Got them coming alhng," he said; "thought you'd like to have them." She took the flowers and thanked him with a smile, and he sat down beside her and talked in an undertone. The french maid announced dinner. "Deane, will you tape in my sister?" said Mr. ldorgnh Thorne. Trevor had /already offered his arm, and he let it fail to hie side and ecow]ed at Bobby as he bore Laura off. o dint/is-room saino1ed very cozy. The tablewsaa1,and lighted by a hanging lamp, carefully shad- , which threw a E44% rosecolored light upon LaUreee exquisite face. The plate was electro—but Bobby did not anew this—the glass was good; .here was a pla- teau of beautifully arranged flowers in the centre of the table. Champagne stood in ice en the sideboard. The dinner was a withodthe noisel noiseless and the dexterity of offRher31ne tion. The champagne flowed freely, and Trevor allowed the maid to Jill his glass pretty frequently, e sat opposite Bobby and took little or no part in the conversation, but eat the well -arranged and dainty meal with a kind of sullen appreciation. Morgan Thorpe kept the talk going, and manag- ed to get a good deal of information about H las personal ,affairs from Bobby. Laucu spoke now and again, and once or twice addressed herself directly to Bobhy. She told bim of her life on the Continent; of her loneliness here in London; and she looked so pensive and sad and breathed such a soft little sigh, that Bobby's heart thrilled with pity --for what he didn't knTrevor }w. watched en she from underohieelow. t ered lids; and every now and then he glowered at Laura as if he resented her addressing any one but himself. Mr. Thorpe grew still more eheerful and amusing as the dinner progressed and th CIiAPTER XVI, Bobby dressed himself with more t1 his uenal care that evening; spoiled h a dozen ties before he could get one to to his satisfaction, and brushed his sh but wavy hair until it shone like r silk. It was his first invitation to din since he had been in Loudon, and its quite In a small state of excitement ab Punctualiy at seven -thirty be preset/ himself at 31 Cardigan Terrace, and s shown by the French maid into a small drawing -room. It was the usual London drawing -room; there were a good ma colors in.it, and it rooked rather gay Bobby after the rather shabby one home; but the cretonne was rather lir and there was an odor of scent and cigar- ettes which rather surprised him. The door opened and Mr. Morgan Thorpe entered, He looked very 'handsome in evening dress, and he welcomed Bobby meet oordiaily, ' "Delighted to see you, my dear 'Deane," he fetid, with his winning smile, "'Trevor es not here yet; hut my sister" will be down presently. Did I tell you that she is a widow? Poor girl! she lost her hus- band soon after her marriage. It was not altogether a happy union; but I must not bore you. with our family history; suffice it, that Time has healed her wound and restored something of her old happi- nese. I think you will like her, my dear Deane. She le a dear girl—for she is only a girl still—and a great comfort and joy to my life." At this moment the door opened and the. neat comfort and joy of Mr. Morgan treat life entered...,Sho certainly did lank only a, girl, ,and Bobby Bbb y was sty, t not only by her youth but by her beauty. There was something about her which lit- erally took the boy's breath away. At that moment her fare wore a pen. sive eapreeSion, the dark eyes were soft and sad, the,red lipe half apart. Tito beautiful dress of yellow accentuated tbo clear whiteness of her skin and the black hair and brows,- She held a black fan in ono hand and e, bunch of white flowers in the other. Altogether else was a vision of grace and lovelinees ealeulated to move ti mare experienced man than Bobby to wonder and admiration, o •"'This is our friend Mr. Deane," said lifr, Morgan Thorpe, "My sister. II,gane., Y idea, Balton, FShe laid dolvn, her. fan and gave ler small hand to Bobby, with: a smile wh oh showed her white even teeth to erfeotlon, and $•ud she was glad to see him.' Com, moupiaco words ehough,' but they sound•. ed wonderful to Bobby, for the gods, when they are in a good humor, are wont to be lavish of their gifts, and they had be. stowed upon this woman not only grace of form, and a beautiful face, but a soft said mueicid voice'whirr she could play Something like a sneer passed over Tre- vor's thick lips as he filled hie burgundy glass with "the earI's" port. As he drank, and he filled his glass several times, a faint flush rose to the pallor of his cheeks, and his eyes began to glow with a sullen fire; but he did not talk, and sat twisting his glee, about. his eyes shifting from one man's face to the other. ten with the port and cigarettes, Mn. Mor- als gan Thorpe became a still more delight - o t h have been erverywn. here08a d to know everg aw thing. He was full of reminiscences and ner anecdotes. It was, "I'll tell you a thing was that Happened to me when I was traveI- out ing in Hungary with the Duke of Seitz - berg," or "a remarkable thing occurred ted to ma when I was staying with the prince vas at the Marquis of Goodwin's ehooting-box fn Ayrshire,' And he told all 'these fabu- lous stories' so modestly and with suoli an air of truth, that Bobby could not but believe hire to at The sounder a. piano floated out to them t9, from the drawing -room, and, as if it were ar a signal —which it was—Morgan Thorpe said, with a wistful glance at the de- canter: '"Wo ought to join my sister. Will you take some more wine, my dear fellows?" Bobby his h duevrtoseTrrgaassaagan,aTrosed the wine off as if it were water. They went into the drawing -room. Laura looked over her shoulder at Bobby with a smile, and Bobby, as if drawn to it, made straight for the piano, She had a wonderful touch, and played like an artiste. Bobby had never heard such mu- ele. She played Chopin; a soft and sen suoue nocturne which filled the small, per- fumed room with an exquisite melody. "Would you like some cards?" asked Morgan 'Thorpe in a caeual way, when the nocturne was over, 'Trevor, Deane, what .. do yott say?" "T delft care," said Trevor. "Yes if you le • Y y like." ing"Those itlr raise grorrid ws andda�little move of disgust to Bobby. I',rop '-You're not fond of 'cards, ifr,.Deane•ti '1 ,think they are so tiresome.' "I don't care a bit about .them," said Bobby. Then, with a'boyieliklte re to seem a man of the worlasslus ,,aided: "Cf course I play sonietimes—hist' and loo." "Don't play to -tight," elle said in a low. voice. "If .you will not, I will Sing to yon; and you can talk while the others are playing. Mr. Trevor is devoted to cards.'. dobby flushed, and was speechless. Ah, well," eaid Mr. Morgan Thorpe, "if Leann • doesn't care about it, you and I, vfiil have a hand at eearte, Trevor." He opened the card -table and got the: cards, and the two men sat down and cow:lanes& to play,,, WwoS „sant 'Yeti "WO uld sing, for me," said Bobby. "And I will keep my promise," she said, the sung as perfectly as she played. Iter voice was not strong—a loud voice would have been tow much for the small room —but it was exquisitely sWCet, and manag- ed—well, as artistically as were bee eyes, her smile, her 'oonplexion. She sung an .Arab h'un Bobby oculd hear the :t upon the eand, could fee the sirocco u on his niece "Sing something She .nodded at, Nee rami Tuscan love sertg It was moving, tahat Dobby'o y phistioated heart beat n dozen. The ebampagne and th ationly of this beautiful liladen with tt mounting to hie brain. Ste "That was beautiful," I4LY said. •'itv'hat a lovely volae you have: I eould listen to you all night," But I should be PO tired !e s se s armee. ed', with a little plaintive smile ".Al! but no! I love to sing for those who like to hear' me, Vibe love ,music; and Is know You love it, idt. l;l,eanie." Unheady whirler ed. sd.He couspell at ld �'n tspeak. Syhe, rose from the pane. "Let us see how they are going on," she said. , Light as a tb3stiedoveu'else .seemed to. Bgbby to float .clunes the room. She went behind Trevor,i1S,1A esseniett her hand ala on his eboulder. tit a way blest seemed: to Bobby very friendly and girli'she said, gayly: "Are you winning?" Trevor looked up at her w' look in hie small eyes "Yes, at preseut he ssa a pile of money beside Barr "I am so glad!" she said -a ;,Gong, and of the hoofs e breath ,of said. •r" �""r"i ;1 5y a .,.}7 s'k�4�aj F���° 3��d 9 w and lean a ;;.y� y , > r , i A+ �a• ern 1 $ ; 'r" , �+t . s :i r• ;y, • r exlilsiter S_°c ri ,d• .Y. C� yYA!',.r*B't�f saS the ,wb .`S' T ilk,.v 'r' , 4.a,• kr+i ilei.. 4 �ansaeo +M1'oh�nc` +;�'� ',,¢'��!I r�AJ�F.� 1..��� °„��as��, ^�''d:,r�" �•� '. .�'! dry;°# tht :hi: sd ��� i, ` Ct dt'�•�"4r�y .�,'1�'•' F4LF i�a%�i�.}fi2�.F�'W'�� ��. P �Y�-�� i ..� .. rt. t'1s tAt P •�t`V !£ r ;� r A i , "' P c. t i%. fi zz y 1 *` , �w,P.� e ¢ B � � ��. ,q�+��A7 ;q, ri '� �,�, J�, Y• �� 9`aw�J ;,t� n ��n,, .ea,tln"d.axd. Nxi.: a� i....° <i�s'�p,�,,o-tW" k ,la' �' ° +gA1l..rs: ,i.,�1 x itis'. .A....�'t.:• g jasseetaaaeleaseabeetasasiliellt an ardent nodding at "tisnot very sisterly, but I like Morgan ; o lose;," "He doesn't lose often;" remarked Tre- vor, glumly, She looked at hie cards, and i"aised her hand to the left aide of her ,head, and stroked the soft black hair. Morgan Thoope glanced at her hesitatingly. She repeated the action. I'll go you double this hand, if you like,' he said, carelessly. She bent over Trevor 00 that the soft tendrils of her hair touched his red head. A VERY OHIO GOW]I. Designed by Poiret, Paris. I%Iodel of blue and white Striped silk crepe with red flowers. The gown is in one piece,with, short skirt. He looked up at her with a sudden flash, and answered at random: "Eh? Oh, yes; if you like. There, : I've lost!" he said; and he laughed ditinerd- antiy as Ile pushed the stakes aeroes the, table. A fresh hand wee dealt, and Laura re- mat'ned behind Trevor. Something meet have been the matter with her hair that night, for her white hand went up to it and smoothed it very often, new on lite right side, now on the left, as shebent over him. He played wildly; the flush on hie face grew redder, hie eyes glauecd:up at herbeautiful face with a kind of°sup- pressed and suIlen passion.' He lost the small heap of money beside him, azid the pile at Morgan's elbow grew larger. Mor- gan Thorpe stroked his moustache.. As if it were a signal -which it was—rho went back to Bobbv, who, had been turning' ovet a photograph album in which her Por- trait appeared frequently, "And so you are going into the army?" she said, flow I envy You being a mane, Thereupon, Bobby was lea to talk of hie prospects, She listened to him with : her soft black eyes fixed on his face with an expression of sympathy and liking. ,She went to the piano again and sung to him several times; but between the songs she flitted across the room and leaned rover Trevor, her hand upon his shoulder as be. fore. And as , before, her hand wandered to her hair. Strange to say, whenever she stood be- hind iritu Trevor lost At last he rose with a discordant laugh and something like a muffled oath. "I've lost all the coin I've got, 'Thorlse" he said. "Here's an LO.rJ, for the rant,4' Ile flicked the IA.iT. across the table. 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All and chemicals and supply you with pictures to color, which .the Pres ood Prices paid promptly by the week or manta. you return to us: Good trav- ellers sell the goods and the field is unlimited for ovurr sw rkor .. 11 you ng - our pleasant work the year round for whole o want glean, yv,on contract and the prices we pay, or spare time, write as and we will send tiOM!MERCIAL ART WORKS, 316 COLLEGE STREET, "You've had bad luck, my dear boys" said Morgan Thorpe, pleasantly. "Ah, well; the beauty of oarde is, that what you lose one day you win the next." "Oh, is it?" said Trevor. "I don't find it so. I'm going." )10 went up drawing her t k to heriu a low She listened with a pensive smile --the non- COmmittal smile which a woman knows how to manage so well --then she glided away from him to Bobby. I hope you will come to see us often," she said in a lone voice. Bobby do deaita.The Frenchmaiappredwih spirit - stand. Bobby had some whisky, though he didn't want it; .he :deo accepted a big Cigar, though he didn't want that. Itis brain was in a whirl; his bright eyes were flashing;. his heart was beating fast. Laura was standing bcside him, smiling up at him with a friendly, almost a lov- ing, smile. (To be continued.) VALUE OE GOATS. Butt of Our .Topes 011e of the Most Useful of Anneals. Somewhere the Iegend existsthat the goat was created by the devil, which, perhaps, is justified by the animal's pernicious activities and his fondness for things not enjoyed by any other living creature. In ancient times the honor of being sacrificed to Bacchus was conferred nixie it, and in modern times the goat, "no matter hove venerable, is honored, when presented on the dining table, by being given the name of one of the most docile ani- mals known. From time immemor- ial has the animal been used as the butt for jokes in comic papers, and there have been few who have shown a willingness to espouse the cause of this really useful but ma- linged member of the animal king- dom. At last a champion has been found, one who comes forth boldly, with- out fear of criticism, and tells of the unsuspected value of the goat and proclaims that the animal is more satisfactory and • profitable as a milk producer than a cow. A physician of Buffalo, with the ap-, ropriate name of Dr. W. Sheldon Bu11, roused by the base insinua ions and injustice done'the "poor man's cow," says that instead of awing, our cows tested for tuber- ulosis or worrying -ourselves to death for fear our dairyman,-de- pite his solemn oath, has not made he tests he should have made, why ot, obtain our milk from an animal hat could not have tuberculosis if tried. He calls the goat "the my dairy animal immune to tuber uresis." He believes the .virtues. f goat milk and the ease of lob-, ening it are too little known in his country, and he is applying', inself to the task of filling this sed long existent, but apparently of sufficiently felt. Anybody can keep a goat, Dr. all tells us, and everybody ought. . From a hygienic point of view is argued that the owners of these?' arely little creatures may enjoy:- eater advantages ges ;than does they ssssor of a pampered, pedigreed w of the most fashionable breed. is well known that goat's milk is her, more nutritious and more' sily digested than •• cow's ribilk;`;: as a diet for children and inva- s it is .stated by the most emin-. t physicians to be unsurpassed Is Sober, Yet , reverpeol (England) . physicians'. are interested in a case of a travel ling salesman who shows every sign;' o£ alcoholic poisoning, although 'a teetotaler. His illness is asoribed to excessive "driinking of beef tea and other meat extracts, and phy- ,sieia�ns believe this indicates that nitiogeneo is stimulants have an ef- feet ori the system•similar to that of aldoh el. P t h G S t u it O c a to hi ii B to it gr po 00 It rte ea And lid en SN,UF1 AT $900 A POUND. The Best Quality Is Manufactured In Portugal. A millionaire snuff manufacturer esat in his $6,000 automobile. "And so," he laughed, "you think ,snuff -taking is dying out, eh 1 You think the snuffmaker's trade is extinct, like that of the armorer ? Well, you're off—off, off. "Snuff -taking increases. I sell more snuff to -day than I ever did. The Chinese, especially since the abolition of opium smoking among them., have taken up snuff. - "Burt the rich Chinese, the man- darins, don't get their snuff from me. No, they .get it from Portugal, from families owning secret, old- time recipes, who charge as much for their exquisite melanges as $800 and $900 a pound. "This snuff the Chinaman ages like trine. He carries it about with him in priceless bottles of jade, of agate and rock crystal. He hands it about only at state ban- quets. "This 'Portugal snuff, at $900 a pound, is the best. The worst is the snuff of Smyrna, which is made of 25 per cent. walnut saw=dust, ten per cent. brown earth, five per pent. oxide of lead and 60 per cent. cigar stumps." _ _yrf.___�.. • How to Iteiuove "Speck 1!'ronl Eye: The quickest and safest way of removing a particle from the eye is described by Hugh Wrigley, of Philadelphia, in a letter to Popular. Mechanics, He says that when working at an eatery wheel a spec of steel flew into his eye, where- upon a fellow workman felt along the lapels of his coat until he found a protruding horsehair. • This he pulled forth and formed it into a loop by folding it double. The eye- lid was turned back over a pencil; the speck of steel was.,;found and re- moved by drawing the loop of horse- hair' over it. This is painless and cannot injure the most ,sensitive eye. - r'- i.. Vii;, FINE .GrItn Sugar 'I'd Piave every. graiu'altkeraalee of doth at left, each • onetcl9gice extta eleanutated white pure ante sugar, get the St, Lawrence ' he bags, githred tag -melba, as lbs., 20 lbs. MEDIUM Grain 1 In the begs of i§t. Lawrence eareryga t echoicestgraaniated *auger, about ga size , of 1 a eve ' A ce d e art on ry , e pure caYif sugar. d:OAI.SF Gra! • alittny eepte prefeethe caarber rain, This'St,,I,awrenc5_: tie tt ' � s�PP•• Mira e*bntneel, exsstyr" /aid oleseler hashrealibet' ettict'Melted into fle meet le,yowisut-gtntn,, R$ eldeob eaury, bd ifect n*tbnoud, R ahleoat es qualikydquaty sal tmr- eryat ach abouo ei$of a St Ll nee8atRetinerieil LtaltU,M*tal.' gf! }tilt- Loafing Acres. In travelling over the count see fields that are claimed tt worth :from $GO to $100 per with a pile of stones: lying here there and several scrawny, dead trees standing about over land and perhaps with a swale Meg across, writes 14 Ir: R. B. B ing. . Have you any such on your that are not yielding a profit, hsps scarcelypaying taxes? These .acres are loafing and, is worse, -not onlyloafing, but ing the farmer hard-earned me every time he sends a elan into fields to work. Time wasted turning around obstructions is great and time is money these d With the modern machinery we want to use and to cultivate harvest our produce, a man ea have a clean sweep across the ll if he is after the greatest prof Only a few dollars would rem these 'worthless piles of stone those old,half-dead trees which - just in the :way. Then- the la would be available for use: By putting in an underdrain worthlea3s swail may be transform into a fertile field. Stones al trees are all right in their place but the best place for the stones, in making a dam at the lower . e. of some low place to help catch t wash, and the best place for t trees is in a clump by themselves very near the fence and not scatter ed all over an otherwise pro ttabl field. It is a very common thing to se large strips of land that are not"i shape to be cultivated;; loafing i weeds ,andbrush between fields simply because the farmer has no the ambition to fence them in. If you have such land that canno. be put under cultivation with pro- fit it should be fenced and turned into pasture, or if you desire to grow trees, and, of course, you should grow some, set out a useful variety, but be sure not to allow the land to loaf away your profit by growing absolutely worthless weeds and brush. It is a shame to have land under ,cultivation and continue to work it while it is..so thin that it will. not produce anything 'worth while. Farm laud is just like a bank, You can draw checks on it if you have a deposit of fertility, but un- less there is a deposit there can be no checking. It is sad to see a farmer plow, sow, cultivate, harvest and thresh half a crop from a field when with the same amount of labor he could have prevented -}tis fields from loaf- ignby supplying the amount of p t food needed to grow a full Drop. We can look about and see those who are doing things right. Why not take a lesson from them' Look around this summer and see if there isnot something that is loafing;, if not, 'very good, but if there is, you must clean it up if you. ever expect to have a full crop ancP make the most profit from the land. The successful farmer does- not al- low his land to loaf. Destroying Weeds. A good system of rotation that includes cultivated Irapa' offers the best means of combating the coin moR weeds; but its success is .al- most" entirely dependent upon the , manner and persistency with which the soil is cultivated. To insure reasonable suoeess, the disk' and harrow should be used frequently while the weeds are still small, and the . erops while growing - should be given frequent cultivation. Fortu- nately, the same tillage operations that -are used in putting the soil in a condition to receive and conserve rainfall, to prepare the seed bed and to liberate plant foot', are like- wise useful se ul i n combating mbat n weeds. S. It Pa Vs to • Save the .Manure. Nitro en is worth at least g t eight.. cents a: pound. A .horse will pro- duce fifteen tons, of manure and _lit ter a year,. containing Vlore than 130 poundsof nitrogen. gen. At eight cents a pound, the value' of that manure is $10,40, It. pays to save it. Experiments have` sh•bwn that. I.icTuid and solid manures when; kept together deteriorate much lore`s pidly: ` Also, the amore compact'the -. manure' is stored away fromthe' weather, the least loss will result. Here is a hint for progressive farm- ers. Our farmers need this nitro- gen, and when it represents at least $10 a horse, one can afford to take a little better care cf ma- ture, Ron of 's Need �8� ternl 37 a ard, 1 for leg eally ally , i s ha itin the yed. She time. �tnd jerk' y xis h to, give darn rs: tion, sa the' ken d no, no linil ever oryin of nervi she L VOi Id h: face not us elf ided had tice a e sh full ermi anent o bo llysa loan now 'ld of end I 11 mot bey he yself.' Sold y mai oxes f ms' nt. SAIL( Loi Saito olumi les sq most 1 rouse ice t be, bu were Thee ties tb to h& sibate( ing of and it forta. legth alp a need wade rous 'kept p this t sad. 4t w:' to ab them: Bu need Not Wean Orae utnr tree ra n ti bell •P: P S •l it yo peed