Democratic Sentinel, Volume 14, Number 37, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 October 1890 — Page 5

ZH MEMOBIAIL BY SHILIK Cl. A BE. •Give me the wings of faith to rise." Tjansflgured now; no faith for him - Who sees the risen Lord, The mortal vision may not dim The glory of his word. •Within the vail,” no wish, no tear, Amid the Baints above ; He knows no sorrow, pain, or fear Where all is peace and love. The toilsome steeps of time are passed, Crossed is death’s tnrbid stream. And all life's dread perplexities Are a forgotten dream. No sad reflections, folly's fruit; No dork sins to repent, But memories like a pleasant psalm Of a springtime nobly spent. In some fair mansion Christ prepared. Beside the great white throue, He walks in light, a blood-washed saint— Tour own beloved son. Oh, mother of a sainted child! Oh. heart with sorrow riven! Let that sweet, prayerful Bong of faith. That last smile, light to heaven, And give you sure atid perfect peace, And hope that may not fail, Till summons comes to join the lovod Who wait within the vail. Anita, lowa.

BERENICE ST. CYR.

A Story of Love, Intrigue, and Grime.

BY DWIGHT BALDWIN.

CHAPTER IX. IN CLOSE QUARTERS,

“It’s raining pitchforks and not a soul’s insight. Now’s our time!” He sprang to the sidewalk as he spoke, •where he was a.t once joined by the banker, and almost immediately by the third villain, with his half dead, half living burden. “Wait here," said Sears, addressing the backman, and then led the way to the house, which was separated by some distance from any other. He opened the front door by a latchkey, reclosing and bolting it after the remainder of the party had entered. In what had once beon the back parlor he lighted the pas. It was furnished now as a bedroom, though a bookcase, sideboard, dining-table, and several other cuinberous articles attested that it was used for more purposes than one. “Lay him on the bed,” directed Almon, •who appeared to be the master of the house “You’ve got a snug place here, Al,” commented the burglar, as he looked seari-hingly around. “Yes. i his is headquarters for Mart and I. We’re highly respected in the neighborhood, I can tell you. I’m regarded as an eccentric young capitalist, and Mart is a retired pugilist, who is giving me lessons in the manly art of selfdefense. I never come herein the daytime unless I’m well disguised, and so there’s no risk.” “Stop your gossiping and get to business!” growled the reputed ex-prizefightar, who had deposited his still unconscious burden on the bed as directed. “That’s the talk,” assented the young man, and having divested himself of his coat he threw open the sideboard and produced a case tilled with bottles. For half an hour and more the three men worked unceasingly. Several times Cole showed signs of returning consciousness, but they proved transitory, and he sank again into a heavy stupor. “We must have a doctor, said Bloom at length, in a despairing tone. “We can’t risk that!” declared Sears, with an ominous shake of the head. “Then you propose to let him and the secret of the bonds die together!” sneered the cracksman. “Better that than to Seep them company via the gallows!” “There’s no necessity for either, ” announced Morris. He spoke with such an nirof confidence as to bring a hopeful look to the faces of his companions. “What do you propose?” queried Sears, eagerly. “I studied medicine in my youth, and practiced for a time, too.” “By Jove! that’s a fact! I was quite forgetting that. But whv ” “Haven’t I brought him round? Because I lacked the means.” “But how ” “Simply enough. I’ll write a prescription, and one of yon go to the nearest drug store und get it filled.” “That won’t do."

“Why not?" “Because Mart is known in the neighborhood, and I haven’t got my disguise here, without which I’d likely enough be recognized in my own proper person." “Very well; I’ll go myself.” Without more ado the banker donned his overcoat, pulled his slouch hnt over his eves and loft the house by a rear door, which Almon opened for him. With deep solicitude the two men watched by the bedside of the follow, creature whose life they had so recently attempted to take away.* For Borne time not a word was spoken. Theu Bloom produced his watch. “Half an hour, lackin’ two minutes,"” gnarled he, as he closed it with a snap. “1 don’t see what keeps Max so long. ” “Nor I, less it’s a scheme of you two to beat me out of my share." “Don’t be silly.” “I don’t mean to be, and that’s the reason, as I told you once before to-night, that I don’t propose to be euchred out of my share of the plunder.” The speaker rose from his chair, assumed a dogged expression and walked nervously up and down the room. Then Sears, thoroughly alarmed at the attitude of his confederate, offered arguments to mollify his anger, and allay his really nnjust suspicions. “I guess I’m wrong, glar at length, extending his hand. You’re all light, I see that, but I shall keep my eye on Morris. By the way, what in thunder keeps him so long?"

"Can’t say; he’s had time enough to go down town and back. Ha! There he comes now." , A rapping on the rear door had interrupted the conversation. In a moment the yoang man had opened it. “What kept you?” demanded he, reproachfully. "Met some friends; couldn’t get away without ’citin’ s’piscion." The voice of the new arrival was decidedly thick, and his breath strongly scented with liquor. “Max Morris, I’m astonished!" “ ’Cause I’ve drank so much an’ still sober? Needn’t be. I’m used to it. I’m a five-bottler now, I am. Go ahead." “You’ve queered the whole came.” “Nothin’ of the sort. How’s the young fellow?” “No better. Come alone." “What’s wrong?" asked Bloom, who had heard angry voices, and met them at the door. “See for yourself." “Drunk, as I live! Well, I like liquor as well as the next one, but I wouldn’t risk gettin’ a noose round my neck just for the fun of bowling up once." “Here, give me that and 1 e down.” With a look of rage and disgust, Sears sn itched a package from the hand of the stnggerin? man, and pushed him down upon a sofa, where he lay breathing heavily. “I never knew Max to do such a thing before,” said the other, as he tore open the package and displayed two bottles. “We must rely on ourselves, Mart.” Thanks to the new restoratives and the assiduous efforts of the two deeply interested men, Cole Winters soon began breathing easier, and in a little while opened his eyes and looked stupidly about him.

“Where am I? Ha! you here?” A sight of his hated enemy, Almon Sears, had completed his restoration, and brought our hero to a sitting posture. The form on the .sofa started at these words, but settled quietly back into its former cramped position. “Why have you brought me here?” demanded Cole, when no reply was made to his first query. “We changed our minds, and determined to let you live." “I’m much obliged,” remarked our hero, with mock politeness. “You doubt it?” “I didn’t say so. What do you want?” “To give you a chance for your life.” “I will not be likely to accept any conditions you may name.” “Yes, you will. Our terms are not hard. ” “Let me hear them.” “You took a bundle of bonds from the box where you concealel yourself tonight. ”

uEFORE a twor sto’.y frame building which Bstoodsomedisftance back from a highly res p e!c t a b 1 e street the carriage came to a stop. “What’s the o 11 t look?” asked Morris, as Sears thrust forth his head and looked searchingly up and down the street.

“Well?” “You don’t deny it?” “What would be the use?" “Then you took them?” “I didn’t say that. I neither affirm nor deny it." “Answer, or make ready for death!" The villain produced and cocked a revolver, which he leveled at Cole Winters’ head. “You wouldn’t have gone to all the trouble you hnve to save my life if you proposed to take it now,” said he. “That’s true,” assented Seirs, lowering his weapon. “Let’s understand each other. 1 know that you appropriated the bonds. Will you tell me where you secreted them?” “What if I do?" “Your life will be spared.” “I couldn’t trust you.” “I will so arrange matters that you can have no cause to doubt our good faith.” “Those bonds are not mine.” “What of that?” “They belong to Miss St. Cyr, and even if I knew where they were,” which I do not admit, I would not give them up.” “Not to save your life?" “No!” There was a quiet determination in tho face of the deeply wronged prisoner which avouched the sincerity of his emphatio negative. “I’ll find a -way to make you 6peak.” “That is impossible!” “We will see. Keep an eye on him. Mart.” With this admonition tho youthful villain seated himself at the bookcase and began writing. After having torn up three different notes, which, for some reason, did not seem to suit him, he folded the fourth aud inclosed it in an envelope. This done, he called Bloom aside, though at a point where they could prevent their prisoner from escaping, and conversed with him in whispers for some minutes. After this the burglar thrust the note into one of his spacious pockets, donned his overcoat, and quitted the room. Lor nearly an hour, Cole Winters lay on the bed, closely watched by his jailer, who, pistol in baud, sat near by. As for the drunken man on the sofa, he changed his position once or twice, but his heave breathing was uninterrupted. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard, and a moment later tbe door of the room was thrown open and the heavy form of Martin Bloom appeared in view. “Where is he? Does he still live?” came in an agonized voice from behind the burglar. The next instant a female form, fluttering with excitement, rushed into the the room. “My God!” cried f ole Winters, in tones of anguish. “It’s Berenice St. Cyr."

CHAPTER X. THE DETECTIVE DETECTED. To say that Cole Winters was astonished would be to express but mildly the situation. Something like a paralysis crept over him, and he sank back in a half-fainting condition. When he revived from the shock, which, owing to his weakened st*te, had deprivod him of the power of motion, ho found that he was being supported by the girl who had become dearer to him than his own life, which leeently had been so desperately assailed. “I came the moment I received your note,” said she. “My note?” “Yes. The large man, there, brought it. Y'ou stated that you were badly hurt. He told me that I must hasten if I wished to see you alive.” “The wretch! I am uninjured!” “Pardon me, Berenice. I was obliged to ” “Almon Sears!" In amazement our heroine sprang to her feet and interrupted the s,. eaker by ejaculating his name. “I had no other course,” said he ly“l don’t understand you. ” “This Cole Winters has bonds of yours to the value of $300,000. ” “How can that be?” “He took them from the safe at the time of the murder.” “Well?" Sears stared at the girl in openmouthed wonder. Her coolness where he had looked for tears and protestations, disconcerted him for the moment. “I wish to recover them,” he half stammered.” “For whom?" “For you, of course, their rightful owner,”

“Give yourself no trouble on that score." “You don’t mean " “That I care nothing for them. Release him!” “I can’t do that,* replied Almon, “not without he locates the bonds. ” “What about them?" asked Berenice, turning her ty.s upon Cole, who was sitting upon the edge of the bed. “This. Last night, after the ie two men had murdered your poor father, they dragged and removed me from the bouse. Then they left me, I know not where, that I might fall into the hands of the police with these evidences of guilt, which they had placed in my pockets upon me." Cole drew forth the bundle of burglars’ tools and the watch of Mr. St. Cyr, which he placed upon the table. “This is infamous!" cried the girl, trembling with indignation. “It is what 1 would expect from you, though!" “He secreted the bonds,” continued Cole, “and he believesthat I removed and concealed them elsewhere." “I know it!” cried Sears, "and I will have them.” “Then you no longer claim them on my account?" said Berenice. “No; your father led me to expect a fortune at his death, and I propose to have it!” “Why have you brought me here?” “To induce him to disclose their hiding place. ” “So far from doing that, I request him to say nothing.” “I threatened him with death; and he laughed at me.” “And you propose?” “To try another tack. Unless he tells, and the information leads to the finding of the fortune, your life must pay the penalty.” “Monster!” shouted our hero, springing to his feet and boldly confronting the villain.

“What I have said, I mean. She’s in my way, anyhow. Once disposed of, I would produce a will under which I could claim, aye, and hold, all the St. Cyr estate, which amounts to a vast sum, without these bonds. “That’s the talk!” broke in Bloom. “And what’s more, the thing must be settled up this very night ” “You can produce no such will,” declared Berenice. “Then I’ll claim it as your husband." “What?” “Just that. It’s a simple proceeding. I always admired you, and you well know that your father designed us for each other.” “Would you dare * “Would I dare? Ha, ha! A man in the condition I find myself dares anything. What do you say?” The villainous expression upon the face of her persecutor, and the awful alternative he had offered, deprived our heroine of the power of speech, so she said nothing. Not so Cole Winters. “Attempt such a thing,” he cried. “Dare to lay a hand, a finger, upon her, and I’ll ” “Well?” interrupted Sears, with an impudent sneer. "I’ll make you answer for it with your life!" Inthenctof advancing upon his enemy, our hero was grasped from behind in the vise-like grip of Martin Bloom, who threw him on the bed, and, after a short struggle, bound him securely with a rope. “What do you mean to do?" quavered Berenice. Her bravery was gone, now that violent hands had been laid upon her lover, and anguish was depicted on her tear-stained face. , "I mean to send him out of Chicago—out of the country, in faot,” answered the young man, with provoking calmness. “Yon mean that you intend to take his life?”

“Oh, no. I only made that threat to frighten him. Is the hack still waiting, Mart?” “Yes.” “Then we’ll put him under the influence of Morris’ elixir, and ship him as a sick youug man going home to his mother to die.” “And if the police happen to catch him,” suggested the burglar, “with the evidences of guilt upon him?" “Exactly.” “That won’t be our fault We’ve given him a fair show.” “Tell him all you know, Cole.” It was the first time that the young lady had addressed him by his Christian name, and, despite his awful surroundings, the word sent a thrill through his heart, which wns prolonged by the look that accompanied it. “What will that avail?” cried the captive. “Can we rely upon the promises of thieves and murderers?" “You wouldn’t trust my honor, then?" demanded Sears. "Hardly,” was onr hero’s laconic reply. “How then can you expect me to trust you?" “Because he is the soul of honor!” cried Berenice, taking upon herself the right of answering. “He would not speak falsely to save his life!” “Nor on your account?" “Certainly not! I would despise him if he did!” [TO BE CONTINUED.]

Josh Billings' Philosophy.

Bizzv boddys are like ants: alwus in a grate hurry about nothing. One grate reason whi every boddy likes the Falls ov Niagara so mutch iz, bekauze no one kan make one like it. Thare iz sum hope ov a man who iz wicked, but not weak. Debt iz like ennv other kind ov a trap—eazv enuff to git into, but hard enuff to git out ov. Thare iz no kind ov flattery so powerful, so subtle, and at the same time so agreeable az deference. Philosophy is a very good kind ov a teacher, and vu may be able tew live by it, but yu leant live on it. Hash will tell. Bare necessitys will support life no doubt, so will the works support a watch; but they both want greasing once in a while, jist a leetle. Lazyness weighs eighteen ounces to the pound. The history ov life iz tew hope and be disappointed, the viktory iz to “never say die.” The way tew Fame iz like klimbing a greast pole; thare aint but phew kan do it, and even then it don’t pay.

Carefully Reared.

Fond mamma—l am glad you had such a nice time at Mrs. Tiptop’s, and I hope she noticed how carefully you had been brought up. You did not ask twice for dessert, did you ? Small son—No, indeed, ma; I didn’t have to. Every time I finished a dish and began scraping the saucer with the spoon and smackiDg my lips, the waiter came and brought me some more without saying a word.— New York Weekly.

DOMESTIC ECONOMY.

TOPICS OF INTEREST TO THE FARMER AND HOUSEWIFE. Some Valuable Information for the Plowman, Stockman, Poulterer, Nurseryman, and Everybody Connected with the Farm. THE FARM. Wheat Succeeding Reans. Beans are a much more exhausting crop than is often thought. It is partly what they take from the soil, as well as their mechanical effect in leaving it too dry, that unfits them for preceding a good wheat sowing. Beans are also generally a very weedy crop,as it injures the pod to cultivate after the plant is in blossom. Abundant weeds, joined to the exhaustion of soil by the bean crop, leaves it dry and hard. When the weeds are turned under, if rain comes to cause them to rot, the seed bod is too porous to make the right kind of wheat growth. But if there be plenty of rainy weather, cultivation and free use of the roller will make the seed bed what is needed, and a dressing of superhosphate will restore the mineral fertility that the bean crop lias taken from tho soil.

Peas for Pigs. No kind of grain is better for pigs, or yet for fattening hogs, than field pqas. They require loss labor than corn, and for inducing thrifty growth they are superior to any grain, excepting possibly wheat. A patch of peas ought to be sown expressly for the pigs, and as soon as the peas are fully grown a hurdle fence moved from place to place will enable the pigs to harvest the crop themselves. While the vines are green they will eat pods and leaves, but as soon as the peas begin to ripen the pigs become expert shcUers. It is an excellent crop to grow in orchards, and the rooting of the pigs in search of scattered grains will keep the surface mellow and cover the droppings which they make, thus insuring against waste. To grow peas in orchards and feed them down with hogs there becomes a good way of keeping the trees in best condition. Feeding Crecu Corn. Aii lowa correspondent of the Western Swineherd, in relation to feeding green (unripe corn) says: lam oik 1 of those who believe that intelligent care is doing more to save swine from disease than all the remedies and preventives under tho sun. From the imp-hazard methods of fifty years ago has grown up systematic methods for tiie care of stock. And the more intelligence used in breeding and handling the greater the success. True, swine are still lowest in the scale of care, for it is slow work dissipating tho prejudice of centuries; “that anything is good enough for a hog.” We are making commendable progress—we have learned that good blood and good care tell even with swine. Yet, what good care is may often be mistaken. And now 1 come to the point I wish to touch upon and learn how nearly general opinion coincides with my observation. If hog cholera has a special season of virulence it lies between September 1, and the holidays. I know it “hath all seasons for its own,” but It is when the corn begins to glaze—when people begin cutting it up and feeding it •—that the unaccountable outbreaks of disease are most numerous and fatal. It •niuy not be the corn, but 1 have my suspicions that it will be well to feed the corn carefully. An observant friend of mine once remarked in my presence that “hog cholera always comes witli a big corn crop.” 1 did not fully understand hint then but have since concluded that he know what lie was saying. I conclude that the anatomical experts know what they are' talking about when they say that the human and the hog viscera arc gotten up pretty much on the same plan. That being so, I point tills interogation: How many, human stomachs subjected to a “hard-tack” diet for six months could switch suddenly to exclusive green corn without deathly revolt? Yet it is just this radical change that half the hogs in tho country ftust endure in the next six weeks. I am daily passing a side-hill feed lot containing some sixty head of hogs and shoats. It is owned by a good farmer, as the world goes, but he is built on the shorthorn plan and can see no merit in anything but cattle. This lot is barren of shade and as free of grass as the sole of my shoo is of hair. A trough fed from the overflow of a tank dedicated to the more favored stock, furnishes an intermittent water (and mud) supply. Dry ear corn twice, a day Is the diet. 1 expect to see cut up green corn take the place of the dry corn. The sudden transition of one to the other may not cause pestilence and death, but twice in the past six years “cholera” has swept this hog lot shortly after green corn diet was introduced. Now tills method of feeding and caring for hogs is not at all singular. It is the rule or at least tiie custom on many farms. I have no doubt at all but much—probably 50 per cent—of tho cholera of the fall and winter season is due to this reckless feeding. Is green food injurious? you may ask. Not at all when judiciously used. 1 endorse all that is claimed in behalf of the sensible use of green food, but its abuse is what 1 cavil at. Don’t violate the plainest laws of common sense. A gradual change of foods is the practical and safe way, and in changing over to green corn if care is us4d the fall cases of cholera will be fewer than heretofore. If turned from other green feed to green corn there need not be so much care used, but in all changes of diet sudden and radical measures should be avoided.

THE STOCK RANCH. Pure Water for Cows. At this season of the year the quality of milk is often unfavorably influenced by poor water, when the cause is frequently supposed to be the inferior driedup pastures on which they feed. Cows are not fastidious about the water they drink provided only that it be warm. They will often drink stagnant water from a pool while rejecting that of first quality fresh from he well. The cow’s instinct teaches' her that the cool, refreshing liquid at a temperature far below her own blood will give her an attack of indigestion. She does not care half so much for imDuritns in the water she drinks, because, forsooth, these impurities are discharged from the system in her milk. It is just here that man must step in and interfere for his own protection. He is only indirectly interested in the cow’s health, as it affects the milk she produces. He is directly interested in the milk because it, in various forms, is a staple article of his own food. Butter made from cows fed on stagnant

water cannot be rid of the original microbe infesting it, and it is almost impossible to make it keep well, however salted. This is often the trouble with summer-made butter. Live Stock Notes. Ax exchange says young pigs with thumps should be placed in clean, cool quarters, given plenty of pure, cool water to drink, and a quantity of Glauber salts night and morning. Feed freely with roots, but omit corn. Breeders in Scotland have made several sales of Shetland ponies to American importers. Tho Shetland Pony Stud-book in tills country and also in Great Britain lias greatly stimulated the trade in choicely bred ponies with pedigrees. Wyoming sheep men are now using Shropshire, Cotswold and Lincoln bucks much more than formerly, and are well pleased with the results. Wool and mutton are the main objects now. The cross of the mutton rams on grade Merino ewes is quite satisfactory. Nixk-tknths of the hogs bred and fattened for market by the average farmer do not have as much salt as they should. Only the hog starved for it will take an overdose when it is thrown to him. Away with the idea that it is dangerous to salt the hogs! Give it to them daily either in their slops or whore they can have access to it. Wood ashes mixed with it will not hurt any.

THE DAIKY. Skill 111 Clifoso-Mnklng. I will say a few words about the application of skill in a cheese factory. When a man in a cheese factory has a weighing can all greasy inside and all spattered outside, lie is not ready to sell skill. He is going to contaminate the milk, and skill and contamination won't go in partnership in diary work. When a man lias not. the milk spout washed oftener than once a week lie is not going to supply any skill; and he cannot sell skill that way, for skill does not run through a pipe like that. Lot me tell you right here that when a man sells anything he gets from a farmer, he never sells at a profit except when he sells skill, and that pays: hut bad milk and bad butter are so limited in their capacity for holding skill that the buyer never detects the skill, and so he does not pay for it. Then when a man has a milk vat that has been painted, and that may be painted yet for all any observer call tell from its outside appearance, he is not ready to sell skill. Then when a cheese-maker does not have the hoops in his factory scrubbed oftener than twice a year, lie may sell some skill; but somehow the skill outside is applied unsklllfully; and you know if you have skill in a cheese with a rough outside, the buyer wants to get the cheese for the price of unsklllfully made goods. 1 will glvo you a little wrinkle here. If you will buy a few cents' worth of borax and wash your hoops with that once a week, I believe you-seldom would have mold on the sides of the cheese. 1 have had cheese stored in rather a damp place for a long while that have been treated in that way, and I cannot find any mold coming on them yet. Skill can bo sold that way to advantage. Then if a man has a strainer cloth on his vat through which thu milk can hardly find passage at all—well, he has dammed the channel of skill. It does not run that way Suffer me to say a few plain things here. There are cheesemakers who write to me complaining of the careless neglect of the farmer in not airing his milk, when they have a strainer cloth that would completely counteract all the good of aeration. The cheesemaker should remember that it is a good thing not to complain of the mote in his neighbor's eye when there is a beam in every part of his strainer’s eye. —From an address l>y Prof. James IF. Ituhertsan at a t'unvcnUnn of dairymen at Stratford, (hit.

Tllli J’OULTK V-YAHI). I’rnlilalile Poultry un thu Furm. Miss Mary Zimmerman writes to the Nirrthwextern Funner and Breeder the following concise directions for the care of poultry. FEED. Poultry should bo fed regularly, and a change should not be made in food too often. The best, and most excellent articles of food for poultry Is wheat, or parched corn. Fowls must be fed twice a day and must have a constant supply of pure, fresh water. The indestructible stone, drinking fountains so generally used are well adapted to - hold the supply. The chicken house should bo cleaned once or twice a week. Poultry should have lime in some form for the formation of the egg shell. BREEDING AND HATCH I NO. Hens should be set in the evening, and furnished with a good nest in a darkened spot. The hen should be taken off the nest every day, for food, water, brief exercise, and a good dusting. The young chicks should not bo removed until twenty-four hours after they all are batched. Young chickens should be fed regularly and often until live or six weeks old. If intended for marketing they should be forced and marketed early; eariy spring chickens pay best. If the chickens have been liberally fed they, will be in prime condition for the' table without any extra fatening. In raising fowls for market, as a rule, the chicks should be killed as soon as ready, certainly as soon as they have attained full size, as then better prices are generally procured than later in the season. THE MARKET. Poultry costs less to produce than beef, and brings a higher average price. Fowls and eggs are always in demand. In preparing poultry for market dress as nicely as possible. For scalding poultry, the water should be as near the boiling as possible, without actually boiling; the bird being held by the head and legs, should be immersed and lifted up and down in water three times; this makes picking easy. Most of the poultry sold is wet picked, and such is generally preferred. In preparing frozen poultry for the late market, dry pick the poultry, as it will keep longer, hold its color better, and commands better prices; the head should be left on, as it looks better.

THJE AFIARV Marketing Honey. Every producer should interview his customers, and ascertain the size he

prefers the honey to be in, and whether he prefers comb or extracted. The editor of Oleanhujs in Dee Culture lately interviewed the commission men of large cities, who handle honey, to ascertain tiie size of section the trade prefer. Their replies show, almost unanimously, that the weight preferred is a trifle less than a pound; preferring it to weigh fifteen to seventeen ounces, as retailor* sell by tho piece, and buy by weight. Standard Size. —Tiie size determined upon by universal consent is 4 1 ix%x1% inches. As this no doubt will be tho standard, it will save a great deal of “vexation of spirit" if all adopt it. Shipping eases and crates for holding sections on the hives, will be manufactured to suit this, and when odd sizes aro ordered, delays will necessarily ensue, which might cause the producer to loso his whole crop. I would prefer a section that would hold just as near one pound as possible. Lately 1 Interviewed dealers, who strive to do a straight business, and that is what they prefer. Another one of the snide order preferred light weight; buying by weight and selling by the piece. Size of Package. —Tills will depend largely upon where the honey is to bo disposed of. Where the producer delivers in person, to consumers or to small dealers, a package of one dozen sections will be preferable. A family will take a case of this size when it would not a larger one. If shipped by express, when those small package* would be unloaded from the car, they aro too often either tossed onto the load, or caught in tho hands of another, and much of tiie honey broken loose from .the sections. If enough of these small packages were packed into a crate, with handles to it, and largo enough so that two men would handle it, who are paid by the day and work slow ly, and sent by freight, It might reach Its destination safely. So the size of the package should depend largely on how and where it is to be marketed.

Till: iioi si iioi.n, IVlßiidtng: a (ilovo. The following directions for mending a kid glove are given in an eastern paper: Every one who has attempted the tusk knows that it requires a .particularly deft touch to mend a rent in a glove successfully. In the picture of Hilda, the heroine of the “.Marble Faun,” engaged in mending her gloves. Hawthorne drawn attention to the grace of this 'peculiarly feminine task. The best, glove-menders In the world, unfortunately for this sentiment, are men, “professional glovo sewers,” who handle the kid and needle with methodical dexterity. A rip Is a simple matter to them; it is In mending a tear in the kid that they show their skill. The color of the glove is carefully matched In silk taffeta or any* silk goods of firm, light quality, and in sewing silk. A piece of the silk is run on the insldo carefully under the rent so as to bring the edges together, but hot so us to show on the outside of the glove, and the edges of the kid are. then drawn together by almost invisible stitches, as a elotlirnondor mends cloth, Properly rubbed with the finger, the rent hardly shows If It is not In a plael*where the stitches are stretched when the glove Is worn. After a little perseverance any one can catch up tills art of glove-mending and learn to do the work with something of the skill of an expert. A rip In the stitching even may bo “stayed’ with a bit of silk, where it la caused by a special strain, and may bo kept in tids way from breaking opt again.

Hint n tc» flmiMokitoperft. Keki* cake in a tin or wooden box. New Iron should lie gradually heated at first; It will not be so likely to crack. Furniture needs cleaning us much us other woodwork. It may lie washed with warm soap suds quickly, wiped dry and then rubbed with an oily cloth. Clean off the oil und polish witli chamois skin. The French method of administering castor oil to children is to pour the oil into a pan over a moderate tire, break an egg into It anil stir up; when it Is dono liavor with a little salt or sugar or current jelly. Whenever your little ones cough and are hoarse, and there are any signs of croup, stir a fourth of a teaspoonful of allspice' in a teaspoonful of molasses, and give at once. Repeat the dose as often as necessary. It Is very loosening and efficacious. The way to can peaches Is to .have a kettle of boiling water and another of syrup, made quite rich. Drop tho peaches Into the water and let them boll until just tender when lift them out with a wire spoon and put them Into the can; tiill it up with the clear syrup and seal directly. Skim-mii.k added to twice the quantity of warm water cleans graining or any varnished woodwork easily, and Injureg the varnish less than any other preparation, as proved by many years trial. It brightens up oilcloths to wash them over with skim-iniik after cleaning. To cure hiccoughs sit erect and inflate tho lungs fully. Then, retaining the breath, bend forward slowly until the chest meets the knees. After slowly rising again to tho erect position, slow ly exhale the breath. Repeat this process a second time, and the nerves will be found to have received an excess of energy that will enable them to perform their naturtl functions.

THE KITCHEN. Brciiklaxt Cake. Two tablespoons of siiKiir, two tablespoons of butter, two eggs, ono cup of milk, one (scanty) quart of flower, one teaspoon of soda, two of cream tartar. Hake twenty minutes In a- quick oven. Eat hot with butter. Klee Budding. One and one-half enps of sugar, one cup of rice, a piece of butter half the size of an egg, put in a two-quart basin, and fill the basin witli good, rich milk, put in a slow oven and bake two hours. Stir two or three times. For Flowers. liirch-bark canoes of various sizes are charming flower holders. One tilled witk dark-purple pansies is effective, the contrast of color being delightful. Very small canoes, six or seven inches long,, are just the thing for holding violets. Breakfast Balls. A little cold beef or mutton, or both, & slice of ham or salt pork, a small quantity of bread crumbs, a little parseley (if yon have it,) a little sage; chon all together and add seasoning to taste, a little melted butter and an egg well beaten. Take a tablespoonful of the mixture, dredge it in flour and make it into a ball,, which fry a quick brown. This is a.good way of getting rid of cold meat and is &. nice breakfast dish. ;‘i[