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Or, the Belle of the Season.
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CHAPTER XIX. -(Continued).
"I know, dearest," lie said. answering
the look. "But your father has to be hue
ed some time, and I --Ida I am impatient.
I want you. Now, as I deresay ,you have
dissevered, I am rather an idot than
otherwise, and the worst man in the world
to carry out ape -eating diplomat/Wally; but
my father—" He laughed rather rue-
fully, "Well, they say he an coax a con-
cession out of even the Sultan of Turkey;
that there is no one who can resist 1tim;
and I know I shall be doing the right
thing by telling him how we stand."
She leant her elbows on her knees and
her chin in the palms of her hands.
"It shall be .as you say, my lord and
master,' she said; "and 'when you tell
him that, you have been so foolish as to
fall in love with a little Mss Nobody, who
lives in a ruinedetumble-down house, and
is as poor and friendless as a church
mouse, do '-ou think he will be delighted
-that the great and all-powerful Sir Ste-
phen Orme will throw un his hot for joy
and consider that you have been very
wise?•,
"I think when he eees you— What is
that?" he broke off.
"That," was a lady siding across the
moor behind them. She was mounted on
one of the Orme horses, was habited by
Redfern, who had done euetiee to her me
Perb and supple figure, and the sunlight
•)*hied Poured from between the clouds
fully revealed the etatueegne beauty of
her face.
"I know," said Ida, quietly. as elle look-
ed at the graceful horsewoman, at the
lithe. full fi-are, the cold Perfection of
the Grecian face. "That is Miss Falconer:
it is. is it not?"
He nodded Indifferently.
"And she has seen us," said Ida.
"It doesn't matter in 'the leaet," said
Stafford. "W:hy shouldn't she? But 1
don't think she has; she did not, turn her
head as she rode by."
"That is -why," said Ida, with her wo-
man's acuteness. "tike saw us from the
ton of the hill -sec, the groom is just rid-
ing: clown."
She was silent a moment or two, -watch-
ing Maude Falconer as elle cantered away.
then she shivered ae if with cold.
"What is the matter, dearest?" he ,ask-
ed, drawing her to him. -Why did you
shudder?"
She tried to laugh, but her eyes were
grave and almost solemn.
"I don't know. It was as If someone
had walked over my grave; as if I felt
the urceeutiment of some coming evil. I
never felt like it before -Yes: elle is very
beautiful, Stafford. She is like a picture,
a status -no, that is not fair; for no Pic -
tura had ever ,such. maonificent hair, no
statue was ever so fall of life and- Oh,
1 •want a word -power. Yes; ,she is like a
tigress ---a •teigress asleep and in a good
temper iuet for the tatrsent; but—"
Stafford laughed, the strong and healthy
man's laugh of good-natured tolerance for
the fancies of the woman ho loves,
"My dear Ida, I assure you Miss Fal-
coner is quite an ord!nery young woman
with nothing mysterious or uncanny about
her. And if els las seen ne. I am rather
glad. Iwell, I want to take you by the
hand and exclaim aloud to the whole
world: 'Behold the treasure I have found!
Look upon her -hut shade your oyes lest
her beauty dazzle you -and worship at her
feet.' Only a day or two more and I'll
tell my father and Stave !him on ear side."
She made a gesture of consent,
"It ,.shall be as you wiII," the murmured
again. "But go now, dearest; I shall have
to ride fast to reach home in time to give
me father his tea,"
Maude Falconer. cantered easily until
rlxe bad turned the corner of the hill and
wns out of sight of Stafford and Ida, then
she pulled up the high -bred horse who
fretted under the steel -like elands and
tossed the foam from his champing lips,
Pulled up and looked straight before hor,
while tho color came and went on her
smooth cheek; a sombre fire gleamed in
the usually coldly calm eyes, and her bo-
son heaved under the perfect moulding
of the riding -habit. She sat and looked
before her for a moment or two as if sho
aero battling with an emotion which
threatened to master her and to find ex-
preseion in some violent outburst; but
s1bo conen:'red, and presently rode en to
to the Villa: and half an hour later St.af-
frrd. coming up the stens, found her ly-
lee back in her favorite chair with a eup
of tea in her hand,
"You are just in time," she said, look-
ing up at hila, and le looked back at her
rattler vararttly; for Ida had been in !tie
arms too reeently, for ii!s mind, ,leis whole
being. to be sntliciently t'lear of :per to
nermithim to take any interest in any -
thine else --'for ten," she said, "Here it
coulee. $hail 1 pour it out for you? Have
you been riding far?"'
"Nat very far," be said. "Yat: have
been riding, too. It is a wonder we slid
net. meete'
oensn.1lno nsay r oe while .1was out, met
Here
co:nee 'soar ediadow," she added, es lfuy
having heard I
cavae. hater si<elter, head over heels, and
.leapt on Stafford's lap. "!tow fond he is
of yet."
Stafford nodded,
"Yea• I'm .lolly glad no ono answered the
adve tloemout for he owner.
She bent ever and stroked the ter.exe
who elwa,s seemed uneasy under her
career and her hand towhee Stellord's.
She glanced at him as it did se, bet the
white land so waft and warm mi ht have
been a piece of senseless wood for all its
effect upon him whose soul was s,tilII
thrilling with Ida linron's touch; aria
with a tightening of the lips, else took
ack, but her
eveshtilllclu ngyto and
leant
astal temooscious
lie bent over' the dog.
At that moment a -mileage drove up,
and Ili falconer alighted. He ealne ;rp
the step?, hie heavy ter., "race and yet
a,.ert; and his keen eyes glanced, at the
noir as the sat i r + .
v s.tLa by ei<lo. Seaford
looked un and nodded.
"thud to ere you back, Mr. Falconer,""
Jin said, pleasantly. "Stands London.
',thou eq. did P".
redia ;ht,eh eo, yea," responded Mr.
rrLieener, grimly. 'Yes, plenty ot other
things change, have their clay and cease
to be, but tho little village keeps i,ta end
tris and secs thinge--anti men -tame and
go, flare un, flicker and fizzle out. No,
Litank), I'll leave some tea in ,try own
tieen).."
& id iik.y a dutiful rl�a atgliter, I will gp
and Peer it "int for hien," said Maude.
Site coso--}Piny rose ale:), and barked at
hes.--followed tor father to hie room and
steed watching hips es he took off his
frock -Goat -lie .had no valet ---and slowly
Put on a loose ,ta eket,
"Well?" ell?" she said, at cast,
• ire sank into a chair and. looked up at
her weld! e, eatd:mei en0e on his face,
";Yee. I'm u sic," be cwki, "1 ,hurried
back because Sir Steleisc n is going' to den
tee .articles to -night, golep; to being the
thing to ti cofleluaaion."
She madded. her oyes fixed on his hawk-
like ones with a calm but keen 'tvatcltfui-
erFi
-Alai I you? Piave •yet ---%"
sin leant forward and hold out one
c.••w Itke !nand, otaen,
yes. I've eat :lisp' feet, and tight." Bye
:,4 eileecdi, and Ida eyee Moot a. swift,
• its beloved master's 'voice
lurid gleam from under their half•lowered
lids. "I've got him as in a vice; eve only
to turn the screw and -I squeeze him as
flat and dry ae a lemon,,
She drew a long breath of satisfaction,
of relief,
"You axe *lever!" site said. "And in one
fortnight."
lie smiled grimly,
"Yes; it is sharp work; and it has tak-
en some doing -and some money. But 1've
worked it, Black SS'tove--I clean Sir Ste-
t,hen Orme. =tits aroat Sir Stephen --is un-
der my rhumb. To -night, the night ot itis
triumph. I am going to creek him like an
ewe."
"You will thin him?" the asked.
'Time is it," he erred, with a nod. "I
shall ruin him!"
"Is there no escape?" she asked in a
low voice,
' Noue," he replied, grimly, "I tell you
that nothing can ease
"Excetiting one thing," she said in so
low a voice that it sounded as if she were
speaking to herself.
"E•h?" he said, ae if he had not caught
the words. "What is it you mean: what
can save him, what is this one thing?"
His heavy brows came down, and he
frowned at her.
She raised her eyes. cold and glittering
like ,steel, and met his frown unfltneeing-
ly.
"The marriage of hie son Stafford with
Your daughter," ehe said, slowly: calmly.
CHAPTER XX.
Mr, Falconer started and stared at her,
his heavy hero growing a dustred, his eyes
distended with amazement and anger.
"Are you cut of your mind?" ho said
at last, and frowning at her in a kind
of uerplexity. "'Pon my soul, Maude, I'm
never quite certain whether you aro in
jest or earnest! If this is intended for a
.!oke, permit me to tell you I consider it
in vilely bad taste."
"I ao not feting," she said, very quiet-
ly.
uiet1y, her chin in her hand, her blue eyes
fixed on his unblushingly. "I ani in the
most saber. the most serious earnest, I
assure you."
He rose, then sank into the chair again,
and sighed impatiently.
"Do you wean to say that you -that. he
Confound it! If ever there was a
man to be pitied, it is the one who has
the honor to be your father, Maude."
"Why?" sho asked, calmly. "Have r not
been a dutiful daughter? have 1 ever giv-
en von any trouble, deceived you? Am I
not perfectly frank „with you at this ono -
anent?"
He rose and paced to the mantelshelf,
and leaning against it, looked down upon
her, the frown still on ,his heavy face, hie
hands thrust deeply in his pockets.
"You've always been a puzzle to me."
he said. more to himself than to her.
"Ever since you were barn I've felt un-
certain about you -you're like your mo-
ther. But never mind that.What game
is •this you're carrying on?"
"Ono in which I ,wean to win," elle re-
tlied, slowly. aneditatively. "Savo you
not, seen--- How slow to perceive, even
YOU. a reputedly clever man, can be! I
don't suppose there is a woman in the
house weo has not detected the fact that
I am .in love with Stafford Orme, though.
I havo tried to hide from,them-and you
will adtuit that 1 ran not a bad actress,'
"In levo with Staii'ord•Ormel" His face
darkened. "No, I did not know it. Why -
what does he mean by not coming to mei.'
he broke out angrily, harshly.
She smiled.
"Ile Jtasn`t•came to alit you for me, be-
caree-well. he doesn't want me," she
said in a los .niece
"'What!" he exclaimed below hie breath.
"Do you mean to tell me •that -•that --
Why, you can't have the sh:tmeleesngss to
care for the man without-vutil---"
Slte broke in upon hls buret of indigna-
tion with a low, clear laugh, and there
was no shame in her voice or eyes, as the
said:
Would it be so shameful if I have? My
dear father, you and I should differ on
that point. We are told that -we are made
for love and to be Ioved, that, it is our
Prover and natural destiny. Why, then,
should ave be ashamed of it? None of us
are in reality; we only pretend to be. It
ie Hart ce the world's system of hypocrisy
to assume au ineapae ty for loving a man
until ho has asked you; to pretend an ut-
ter indiffcrcnce until he has said the ma-
ete words, 'I love you.' As if love could
want, ever did wait, ever will! Anyway,
rains did not! And I am no different from
ether women -only more candid."
"By !leaven, you make me feel -mad!"
he said. with suppressed anger, "You tell
me unblushingly, to any face, that you
have ',ellen in love with. the eon of any old
enemy, that you want to marry him --
von asst me to help you, to -to forego my
.ittst revenge, to use my hold over him as
a fever, to induce trim, force him-- - Have
you no sense of right or 'wrong, are you
*utterly devoid of -of modesty, of woman-
ly pride!"
Ile glowered down upon her with flush-
ed face and angry eyes; but the was quite
unproved by his outburst, and still mot
his gaze steadily, nlmost reflectingly,
"A fortnight ago I should have asked
myself tent question -and as angrily as
yon: but 1 craft nowe le has gone too
far.'
'Gone too far! You mean---"
"That I have ,itowm to love him se.
much, Kt dearly, that life without line--"
lou will bays to live without him, for
1'11 .not !yelp you to get frim," he earth,
fiercely. "Stafford Orme, Stephen Orme's
boy! Nol Put the thlug out of your
ruled, Mande! See here -I don't want, to
bo tne..ev• 111 take back all I said,: you
welt, :sot, eurirvised sue, and. chocked me
too, 111 admit --you're a strange girl, and
say things that yon don't mean, and in a
ccldhlooded way that gives ane fits: Say
no mote about it; put the ilea out of
MYhead.
y
i+lro Stet � rod, and rase. and gliding to
Iran put tror heed on his ark:.
"My dear father," elle said, ina low
vole°. but with n strange and subtle vi-
bration in it, ae if the passionwith which
she was eta'p,; ,`tug threatened to burst
forth, "you con 1, know what you a.sk; you
don't know what lore is• --and you dorSj,
ltnow what I am! I didn't ]incl** anyself
until the lest. few <b it's; until a %retiree
light ehone en toff tenth and /stowed me
my •heart, the heart i orree thought would
never gi'on wa-to wile love! 011, I was
a fool! ; r layer with :fire," and 1 have
been burned. I.. arc burning stili!" She
prated her heed against her bosoih, end
i'or en inetnrt•t the eassxon within her
darted. f.ta.m her eyee and ',elated tho roil,
perfectly envied lips. Iter !rand tighten•
ed on lois arm, her breath tame ranting-
ly, now ;an cicly, now slow] v 'li aather, I
have conte to ,you. float girls i;o to their
mothflr. ; ;,"d !rave none. 1 cense to you bo'
m
Cause I ust! Yon ask me to 'put the• --
the idea out, of 'my head," [,he la,ut led a.
low laugh. of :mai-score natal eitternees.
"Do you think I have t.ot Steed to steel,
to ,nar'den, any heart against this feeling
wh!elt has been creeping insidiously over
me, ereepdng, stealing, gliding like a •
cloud until it has enveloped *port 1 have
fought: **gems, it as never wamaal fettght
atgainet ,the ar.pproitclt.. of love, ~1 0 forst
dap- it was the day he took me on the
Lake -ala; you don't remember, but. :l• ----
Shall I ever forget it? --alis first day my
!Heart went out to, him I tr'ed to call it,
liaok, to laugh at my weakness), to call my-
self a Moll Area I th ught. I ,had succeed:
ed to driving tato, instdaoue feeling ,amity,
But I ever wrong,. It wae there la any
heart, 'already. an
e 4 x dy d day'b,•y'^'�•'Y.ee as i sats
ham as I heard him speak theeteetit ?crew
until.' could net see him acrges •the lawn;,
hear bloat epeak to the dog. wdtlhoet taitadl-
Mg, without shivering, .ehudderinet ea,then, have pity on me! No, I wen'e -ask
for pity! I won't have, it! Bust I' ask, I
deanand, sympathy. your hap!. Father,"
eho drew nearer •to him and looked tete
his eyee with en awffulle look of clespora•
tion, of broken pride, of the acvkuing crav-
ing of love, "you must help me, I love
lean, I m'mst lie; laic *fife 1' cannot live
without bin, I will not!"
He paled and gnawed at his thee: lip.
"You talk like a antedwomau," he staid,
hoarsely,
She. nodded and laughed '
"Yes, I am mad; I know He I knew it!
But I shall never be sane again. All my
days and all my nights are consumed in
this madness, I think of him -I Ball tip
his face -ah!" She flung hor hands be-
fore leer twee end swayed to ane fro as
if sho were halt dazed. half eddy •with
paeseen. eAmd. ail day I have to fight
against the risk, the peril of discovery.
To feel the 'women r: eyes .ort me `viten he
eontee near, to feel that their ears are
strained to catch the not, in my voice
which will give me away, place me under
their scorn -and to know that, try as I
will, any voice, my eyes will grow tender
as they rest on hirm, as I speak to him!
To have to hide, to eonceal, to crush down
my heart while it is aching, throbbing
with the torture of my love for lam!"
Ile ;Meade tyro01 her. then came back.
The sight of the storm within Iter had
moved him: for, after all, this strango
girl was his *laughter, flesh of his ties!*,
bone of his bone. :Ile swore under his
breath mud strureled for speech.
"And -'and the man, Stgtord?" he enid.
"Ile -he' has not said— Hang it! you
don't mean to tell mo that he is alteolute•
ly indifferent. that ee-he doeen t etti'e?•'
"I'11 tell you the truth," she said. "f
swore to myself that I would, There ie
too much at -stake for the to conceal any.
thine. He does -not -care for me." •
Ralph Falconer uttered a sharp snarl of
sltante and! resentment.
"Ile doesn't? And .yet you -you want
to marry lin!"
She made a
? gesture with her hand)
which was more eloquent than •words.
•'Perhaps -perhaps there is someone else?
One of the other women here?" he sug-
gested, moodily.
"Yes. there to someone else," site said,
with the same calm decision. "No, it le
not one of the women hero; it is a girl
in the placo; a farmer's daughter, I thine,
It is only a Mattison, a vulgar intrigue -
He uttered an exclamation,
"And yet that doesn't cure you!"
She shook her head and smiled.
"No; my ease is inourable. Father, if
lie were one --aged to any one of the 'women
here. to someone his equal, I should still
love him and want lean; yes, and move
heaven and earth to get him. Bttt. this J�
only a flirtation with some country girt -
she meets him on the hillside by the river
---anywhere. I have seen then*, at a dee
tance, once or twice. S•he is of no ippon•
once. She leas caught Itis fancy. and will
soon fail to hold it."
She waved her Mand wolf she were mos- •
iuc the obstacle aside. Her father etame1
at iter in a kind of stupefaction.
"My girl, don't you know what you ire
asking ,for? A life of wretediednese • red
misery: the hall of being ivaaried to
man who doesn't love you:
She laughed and drew herself un, her
eyes flashing, a warm glow on her cheeks
Who doesn't love me! Not now, per-
haps;
erhaps; but do you think I should net
teach him to love me, make him love me?
Look et me, father!" Ile looked at her re-
luotently, in a kind of dazed admia.'ation
and pee entment. "Do you think arty_ anon
could resist me if I set my mind upon:win-
ning him?' No! Oh, it's not the -lee/gene
of hysterical vanity! I know aseeekeenvo"r1
every woman knows how far her t gene
will go. Let the have hint.•t+o )*well for
one week. and--" She eaugit'telre1' breatia,
"Love! Yes, he shall return mine tenfold!
I will teach Atm!" Site caught ]ter breath
again and mewed ber hands to her bo-
som. 'Don't be afraid, father, Twill take.
care of the future. Help mo in the ere -
sent; help me ae I have ticked v ri!"
"By Heaven, you :telt too ntuev!" he said,
sternly, fiercely.
(To be eont'inned).
*1`
JOHN REDMOND.
By Nature the Trish Leader Is Re-
served and Even Shy.
One of the dominant and most
powerful members of the British
House of Commons to -day is John
Redmond, the leader of the Irish
Nationalist party. For lour sessions
now, since the general election of
December, 1910, Mr. John Redmond
bas enjoyed this position of unusual
power and pre-eminence in public
life—or perhaps he has disliked it,
for he is a reserved and somewhat
shy man—as holder of the balance
of political power in the votes of
his party, over whom he wields
undisputed sway. But, anyway, he
would still be a commanding per-
sonality in the chamber by reason.
of his character and ability.
An English political writer recent_.
ly laid :•
"Mr. John Redmond must he giv-
enplace among the first twelve
men of the House of Commons,, his
compeers, in my opinion, being i\'Ir,
Asquith, Mr. Balfour, Mr. Lloyd
George, Mr, Bonar Law, Sir Ed-
ward Grey, Mr. Churchill, Sir Ed
ward Carson, Mr. Austen Chamber-
lain, Mr. Ramsay Macdonald, Lord
Robert Cecil, and Mr. Philip Snow-
den.
In the House of Commons, as in,
all bodies of men, looks and appear,
anew tell in making lasting and
true impressions. As the National-
ist leader rises to speak from the
corner of the top .bench below the
gangway on the Opposition side,
he is seen to be of a portly habit,
with an impressive air of dignity,
suavity, and strength.
Mr. John Redmond may perhaps,
be described as the only orator in
the House of Commons. His style
of speech is far removed from the
flowery and ornate, which is asso-
ciated withthe popular idea of Irish
rhetoric. On the other hand, it is
not stiff or formal or severe, like so
muck of the oratory of the British
echooi, Mr. Redmond's speeches
are models of consecutive and lucid.
statement and of terse and cogent
reasoning, embellisher] with pas-
sages most eloquently expressive of,
feeling and emotion, He iv also
a perfect elocutionist, • and there
is not in the House a. voice more
melodious or persuasive than his.
From Wexford.
Redmond 11lr, , dm nd "comes of a ,county
familyo.good goad standing in Wexford
His father sat in the House of Cora -
mons for the borough of Wexford
in the seventies, and his mother was
a daughter of General Hoey. He
was educated at Clongowes,, the
great school of the Jesuits in Ire-
land. "All Tam 1 owe to the Jesuit
Fathers," he proudly declared at
the St. Patrick's Day banquet of
1908, held at the Hotel Cecil. ,At
school he distinguished himself as.
an actut', appearing as' Hamlet and
as Macbeth, and also *shone as .a
speaker in the Clongowes Debating
Society.. Mr, Redmond was good,
too, at games, especially cricket,
For a time the choice of a pro-
fession was a matter of doubt, 'Mr.
Redmond thought of becoming a
priest and joining the Jesuit order;
he thought also of the army, with
which his family was connected on
both sides. The' matter decided
while lie was a student at Trinity
Stfr. John Redmond, the Nationalist
Leader.
•
College, Dublin, and 22 years of age
He was appointed a clerk to the
House of Commone.
The appointment was decisive .of
Mr. Redmond's fate. The clerks of
the House of Commons have the
privilege of standing near the bar,
or sitting in a section of the mem,-
hers' galleries, during a debate.
Young Redmond was to be seen in
the gallery every night, watching
with interest and sympathy the de-
velopment of ,the policy of obstruc-
tion which'Elarnell had initiated, the
policy of speaking on any subject,
or at any time, that at all tended
to interrupt and delay the regular
movement of business.
Took Seat in 1851.
Consequently. Mr. Redmond was
not new to parliamentary life when
on Feb. 2, 1881, he took his seat
as a Parnellite for New. Ross, a
Wexford borough extinguished by
ills.. Gladstone's redistribution
ache o
r
ane f 188,r,: Tae was then in his
tw my-fi
e fth yeai xt was amem-
prable day that' Fre{, 2', 1881, •in •i<he
an n',tsis of Param. &clo
1tha Wednesday
entmorningAt9, Mrck.
Speaker Brand had terminated a
sitting which ;had lasted continu-
ously over fogty hours, debating
the motion for leave to introduce
the measure of 'the Gladstonian
Government for the .better !!rotes-•
tion of person and property in Ire-
land, by refusing to alloww any
more of the obstructing Nationalist
members to speak, and thereupon
peremptorily. putting the question.
There was then no rule, written or
unwritten, to justify tbis unprece-
dented proceeding on the part of
the Speaker; but that it was "in
accordance -with the evident sense
of the House."
The House met again at 4 o'clock,
seething with excitement, and after
Mr. John Redmond was introduc-
ed as a recruit of the Parnell-
iter, a scene of unparalleled con-
fusion and disorder took place.
Gladston rose to give notice of a
resolution investing the Speaker
with a power of closure, 'the power
which Mr. Brand had that morning
exercises[ arbitrarily on -his own
responsibility. All the Nationalist
members refused to obey the order
of the Speaker to sit clown and each
was compelled to withdraw by the
sergeant -at -arms.
Among those who were thus sus-
pended was Mr. John Redmond, a
couple of hours after taking his seat
"As I regard the whole of these pro-
ceedings as unmitigated despot-
ism," said be, in the first winds he
spoke in the House, 'Tbeg res-
pectfully to decline to withdraw."
"Mr. Redmond," said Hansard,
"eves by direction of Mr. Speaker
removed by the sergeant -at -arms.
.y.
Row Far They Could Travel.
An old Irish woman travelling on
a train one day noticed that two
young men who were fellow-passen-
gers,
elloiv.passen-
gers, and who were travelling on
passes, did not pay. Turning to
them, she said—"How dues it come
that you young men do not pay?"
"Oh," they explained, ''we are
travelling on our l+.,rales." She look-
ed from one to the other a few sec-
onds, and then said --"Shure, and
you must be -near your journey's
end."
His Anniversary.
The palm for absent-mindedness
is probably taken by a learned Ger-
man. One day the professor- notic-
ed his wife placing a large bouquet
on his desk. "What does this
mean ?" he asked. "Why," she
exclaimed, "don't you know that
this is the enniversary of your mar-
riage "" ' •.1,h, indeed, is it i" said
the l,t „feasor politely. "Kindly let
me knew when yours comes round,
and 1 will reciprocate the favor,"
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Concrete drains do not decay and
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what the Separator Means.
While the nnan who has learne
the 'real value of the_ separator e
usually emphatic in his ise, i
is rarely on the feminine,. s,pm'.aide of tit
house that many' of 'the advantage
are !resit signally apparent.
It -concentrates the time of wor
,into definite hours of the day, an
these are short. There are n
heavy milk cans coming home neo
the noon hour, rank with the acidit
of their contents.
All milk utensils may be take
care of during the morning h iu
and while. thorough scalding is n
cessary to keep them in order th
are sweet to begin with, -there
rendering the work less tediou
Then the sun scalding which pu
on the finishing touches may be gi
en through the entire day.
It is a great time saver in ski
ming and saves much handling a
rehandling of the milk. This m
seem like a small matter, yet it
really a very large one, and mu
of the old-time labor in caring 1
milk has been abolished, proven 1
the separator wholly useless.
The cream is in much better •co
dition for churning and o£ unifor
quality. One of the prime recd
menda'tions for the batter maker
that her product always may
of the same grade,
Fe tv can attain ibis and only wi
the best facilities. The cream gau
fixed the thickness of the cream a
solutely.
The rule for salting may bus
as rigid as for bread. The crew
can easily' be kept at the same tei
perature every time by the use
the ice or cold water. And th
the butter is always alike, con
quently is in demand at fan
prices.
Cream for the table uses is
ways available in the very b
form. The most delicious obese
can be extemporized on short
tice and time saved from the o
laborious work of making pastry
Notes of the Sheepfold.
Whenever a farmer can be
duced to take a pride in the a
male he produces he is on the ri
road.
When the lambs are weaned
ewes should be kept on nutritic
rations in order to prepare th
for 'the next breeding ,season,
Some farmers follow the pract
of allowing the ewes to shift
themselves after they have wean
their lambs. This results in p
turbation at breeding time,
Two weeks of neglect will me
a decided loss of flesh and loss
time and feed in recovering it.
Cows Freshen Twice a Year.
For cows to freshen twice a ,ye
really sounds like nature-fakin
but that is just what happens
cows that freshen in the fall, writ
Mr. W. F. Frechoff.
Good feeding and careful atte
tion keep up a large 'float' of milk
winter; then in the spring wh
the green herbage comes the rt
again the manufacture of milk
ceives a fresh stimulus.
Thus by fall freshing the m
flow is not only kept up for alone
period of time than would oth
wise be the case, but the moot m
is produced during the season
highest prices. In this lies
chief superiority , of winter o
summer dairying,
Cows that freshet in the erne
dry up quickly in the fall avh
the grass is no longer present ; f
farmers take good care of a d
cow during the winter, so that t:
next year the animal will be st
less ueeful. Such deterioration
i a cow is oftengreater than the e
Itire value of her milk lyl'ocluots.
Then, a•gtiin, the er,-we need Pio
protection durnag the •snmm
months. when labor may be used
better advantage In theclr.1
while during the wintee months
i labor can' find employment. Sul
mei.' dairying has absolutely nothi.
to commend it,
ii'ooil ,is about The saltie price
the summer as in the winter, wlui
winter labor is cheaper; this wi
the increased pricey for ,winter pr.
ducts, makes winter dairying
far the more profitable,
Joblt';a Neekiaee.
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nel shirts guaranteed nc.t tit th.ri.
Hr reminded the salesman toren
of the `guarantee roans weeks lata
"Have you had any diilicnity wi
them?" the latter asked.
"No," replied the •custealel-, ,,
1;,: the other morning, wheel '1 w
dressing. my wife said to tne.. `Joh
I. where did you get that, pink 001
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