Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 8, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 March 1891 — Page 5

THE REAL POET. BY HOWARD C. THIPP. Tis he whose words like flaming fires Warm up the passions of the breast, he who sings of grand desires, Of labor, honor, love and rest, Tis he whose lines are like the breath • Of summer's rarest flowers in bloom, Who sings a deathless song of death, And glorifies the hero's tomb. ’Tis he who with a master's art Can touch the chords of life and bring Divinest feelings to the heart— Bright blossoms on an angel's wing, He doth express the grandest thought In staves of sweet, exquisite rhyme, And with a pen with beauty fraught He writei the annals of his time. ’Tis he who sees beyond the stars The beauty of another clime. And lifts the shadow’sdusky bars From sweeter scenes that are sublime. He is a man whom we admire, A mortal with a brain divine. Whose words shallTike a glowing fire In stanzas sweet forever shine. Kingslev, lowa.

Dr. Elfenstein's Mission

fl Remarkable Romance.

BY EMILY THORNTON.

■CHAPTER XXX. SEARCHING THE RUINS. This, then, was the end of it alii The wayfaring man, dead, in his upper room, -was not the Rev. Edwin C. Stiles, but Sir Arthur 'Glemdennimg, the lost baronet. Lost! Yes, indeed, lost to his friends, but not murdered. And Dr. Elfenstein felt a thrill of joy pass over him as the most thought came. His employer was now Sir Fitzroy Glendenning, and be was entirely cleared of ithe heinous crime with which he had so long heen charged. He was ready to be received joyfully back to his own estate and home. Yes, his summons could bring him, for he alone knew where he resided. He should start for New York immediately, and accompany and care for him on his return voyage. Then another thought came—a thought that made his heart throb tumultuously —rand that thought was this: His pledge had been fulfilled! Sir Fitzroy’s name was cleared, and now he was free to woo and wed the girl of his choice. But as gladly as his heart had throbbed one moment before, so suddenly had it sunk again, like lead in his bosom Was this girl—this one girl that he so devotedly loved —worthy? Had she .a knowledge of that hidden crime? Was her hand the one that nightly opened those panels and shoved in that repulsive food to a human being—a peer of the English realm? Again, with a smothered groan, he felt that it was she! He remembered her wild entreaty that he should neither light a candle nor search that corridor on that dreadful night. And he had been fool enough to listen to her pleadings. Yes! He was convinced that she had aided the inhuman brother in carrying out hie wicked purposes! But again, he thrust away the idea; and at last resolved to see this girl, just once more, accuse her of being an accessory to this foul wrong, and then hear her reasons for so doing. Possibly there might be some extenuating circumstances, some unexplained reason why she had lent herself to this purpose. Possibly it was to release him in the end by giving him the knifel. She certainly had placed this method of escape in his hands. Perhaps, made her the instrument of bfk' final release for His own purposes. He would think so, until she had an opportunity given her for a full avowal or explanation. If her own story proved that she willingly aided this human fiend in carrying out his sinful designs, then he would think of her no more forever. But, if she convinced him she was innocent? A wild heart tumult, within, finished the sentence. Banishing all these thoughts for the present, the young physician turned his attention again to his friends, and became interested when they exclaimed, all together: “There is not one doubt of his beinj? Sir Arthur! Bat how strange that no one recognized him!” “Not at all,” returned the Doctor, “as I understand it, for I have heard a description of the supposed murdered man many, many times, as he was twentyfive years ago—a robust, black-haired, beardless young gentleman. Now he was a thin man, with snow-white hair and a long, snow-white, full beard. His attire then was that of a gay, fashionable denizen of the world; lately we saw him in the long, strait-cut, black broadcloth coat usually worn by clergymen. So you plainly sec, my friends, everything tended to change his whole appearance. ” course is next to be pursued?” “We must, early to-morrow, go to the porter’s lodge on the premises—J think the keeper is still there—get the keys of the Hall and investigate the ruined part with its concealed room. If we find all as here said, we must at once publish the facts far and wide. I should also recall the servants, who probably still are near, and reopen the house, and from his own home bury the real baronet. All these years a false baron has reigned in his stead. ” “Poor Sir Arthur! Yet what nobility of soul, what pure Christian principles actuated that last resolve never to expose the usurper. His was a grandly unselfish and loving heart," remarked the minister, “and such self-denial and devotion we rarely meet. ” “Very true,” was the reply of nearly all present. Then the lawyer made a proposition, which was to visit the place at once; “Could we not enter the ruins without being seen?” “Yes, I am quite certain we can.” Dr. Elfenstein replied. “I scarcely think it has been entered since the poor nrisoner

escaped, as the guilty party alone knew of its existence; airdLl judge, dared not send any person to close the place. We have time to go a*d return before dark. Come, let us start. ” All the gentlemen arose as lie thus acquiesced in the plan, and silently wended their way to the now deserted Hall. They did not take the front entrance to the grounds, but gained it by a shorter route, emerging at the rear of the house, and so passing unseen to the # clump of bushes, behind which was the entrance previously used by Dr. Elfenstein. The stone he then found replaced, and the opening, therefore, scarcely perceptible. This we explain to our readers, although Earle could not understand it. *The person who nightly brought the food in a basket, came after the escape had been made, to find the one placed there the night previous gone. Ethel had not returned it. Leaving the one he had in its place, a second visit found that undisturbed. Twice this happened, then the man asked to see Sir Reginald. He was received alone, and told to replace the stone and cease his labors, as no more food was required. After receiving a large reward tor past faithful labors the man departed, never having known at all for what purpose the food had been required. Rolling away the stone, Dr. Elfenstein crept through into the passageway or hall, followed by his two companions. Crossing this place, they found the door leading into the corridor wide open, as it had beeu left the night of that terrible fright. Once in the corridor, they hastened to the end near the tower-stairs, and there, wide open, exposed to view through still parted panels and displaced shelves, lay the concealed room which for twenty-five years had held poor Sir Arthur a prisoner, now empty, and oh, so mournful when seen in the light of this fearful crime committed against an elder brother by one so long known in theircommunity as Sir Reginald Glendenning. Yes, here it all was, just as the journal had described it.

A good-sized bedroom, well furnished, soft bed, center table, large bookbase full of a quantity of well-selected books, and opening into a back room, with necessary toilet appurtenances. But the most terrible proof of all was a staple driven in the wall, with a long chain attached, from which the poor man, now dead, had cut himself loose. Then there lay the iron shelves that had so long revolved, bringing the daily allowance of disgusting food, how disgusting could be seen, as a large dish of it stood on a shelf in one of the closets. Every link was now perfect. The horrible tale was true, If further confirmation was needed it was at hand,in the shape of the one note written by Reginald to his brother, when he had' given him pen, ink, and paper, at his earnest request. This note fell from a book that Mr. Lee picked from the table. Lawyer Huntley knew the writing at once, as he had often deceived notes from the false baronet, in relation to legal matters. Everything was examined, and everything was found to be exactly as described in the journal. Then the Doctor related his experience on the night of the escape, and after telling of his discoveries in “The Haunted Tower” he led his friends up to the scene of that stupendous fraud. Astonishment and indignation blended in the explanations that again broke from each lip, as they saw the frightfullooking figure, and all the colored lights, with their workings, used so long and so successfully to operate upon the fears of a whole community. Turning away then with disgust from the spot, Elfenstein led them back, and endeavored to open the door leading to the wardrobe in Ethel’s former room, but he found it as he feared, securely bolted within. The same fastenings debarred entrance into the baronet’s room. Having discovered all that could be done that day, the three gentleman wended their way from the place, and after returning to their homes for their evening meal, they all decided to meet at the village inn, and there make known the contents of the mysterious wallet. CHAPTER XXXI. A PAINFUL INTERVIEW. It was the morning after the events related in the last chapter had taken place, that Ethel sat alone in Lady Claire Linwood’s private boudoir, apparently engaged with some pretty fancy work, but in reality more occupied with her own sad thoughts than the needle work. Her grace the Duchess of Westmoreland and Lady Claire had accepted an invitation from their agent, Mr. Bradley, to visit an estate he had recently added to their possessions, quite a long distance from the castle. In order to thoroughly examine it, they expected to occupy the entire day, and as Ethel had quite a headache, she declined accompanying them. Seated by the broad open window, she watched the little party as they drove away, then resumed her own thoughts and work. She was really giad to be alone this day; glad to rest from teaching, even while she liked her daily occupations. Her heart had been very sorrowful ever since she entered this charming home. Her dejection was caused entirely by the coldness which had arisen between herself and the young physician she had learned to love.

During the weeks she had been in this place everything had been done to promote her happiness. She was ever treated with the greatest kindness, and by Lady Claire with true affection. She had entered into all her pupil’s pleasures with seeming sympathy when her soul was even most cast down. To-day occupation was irksome. Her mind rebelled from study and the schoolbooks, and, as I said, the holiday was to her a welcome relief. How beautiful everything looked to her weary eyes as she cast them from the window! How full the air was of fragrance, from flowers and bush, and how merrily a starling was singing from the branches of an old elm near by! But its innocent glee awoke no answering echo in her own heart; there all was desolation and sorrow. She felt so lonely in this her youth—no mother, aunt, relative near in whom to find sympathy and love. Yes, she was utterly alone, and would be until claimed by an unknown father; and when she might be cheered by the love of one true heart, her misfortunes had alienated its respect, and all she could do was to constantly battle with her own self, and strive to overcome the unfortunate attachment that was wearing upon her health and spirits. To-day, the more she resolved to forget

this man. the more she studied over hfs coldness,, the more she fondly remembered him, and told herself that It was her own want of frankness, and the suspicious circumstances in which he had found her placed that had shaken his confidence in her integrity, and merited only his scorn. But, bound as she bad been to solemn secrecy, she could not conceive how she could have acted differently, and she felt convinced that, In order to be true to the trust imposed upon her, she had done no wrong. ' So deep had been her reverie that she heard no bell, no opening door, no sound, and not until the words, “Miss Nevergail, I hope I do not interrupt you,” fell upon her ear, did she, dream that she was not alone! Starting to her feet, she turned to face Dr. Elfenstein. She would have extended her hand and welcomed him joyfully, but his grave, almost stern, looks deterred her, and, as' he offered no further greeting, she merely assured him she was perfectly at leisure, and then wheeled up a large easy-chair for his use. Not noticing the latter, however, the Doctor took a lighter one, and, placing it opposite the one she had resumed, said, as ho sat down: “I am glad to find you alone, as my business is important, and concerns no one but ourselves. The footman told me at the door that the family were absent, and I would find yon here.” “They are absent for the day, and, therefore, I am at your service. ” “The nature of my business, I fear, may startle you, but I feel that I ought not to forego it on that account I shall be obliged to ask you several questions that you may dislike to answer, but, Miss Nevergail, allow me to say, as a preface, that perfect frankness on your part will be the best in the end.” . The young man paused for a moment, then pitying her evident confusion he went on:

“Certain things, lately transpiring, have led me to regret exceedingly that I did not use my own judgment that evening, when we were together in the corridor at Glendenning Hall, ancT search for the cause of our fright. I should certainly have done so had you not seemed so decidedly to oppose it. I came to talk with you a little upon your career while in that house. Had you, as I suppose, any especial reason for not wishing that candle lighted, and a search made?” Poor Ethel! She knew not what course to take now to regain his esteem. Certainly she could only falter, while a burning blush mantled cheek and brow: “I had, but I cannot explain it!” “Are you ashamed to tell the reason’” Raising her eyes instantly to his she was dismayed at the stern gaze fixed upon her own. But she answered, even while she trembled. “Not ashamed, Doctor. Save for what I did under compulsion in the tower, I have no cause for shame. ” “Then, you certainly are a very different person from the one I took you to be,” was the cold reply. “Miss Nevergail, allow me to tell you that a more infamous crime was never committed than the one you, an innocentappearing young girl, aided and abetted by your help while in that sin-stained housei ” “Doctor Effenstein!” exclaimed Ethel, rising to her feet, surprise and horror blending together on each of her beautiful features, and wonder and dismay settling in her large, hazel eyes; “what is this you are saying to me? If I understand aright, you are accusing me of being an accessory to some dark crime! Speak! Did I understand you to mean this?” “You surely did.” “Then, sir,” returned the indignant drawing up her Slight figure to its 'full height, while a queenly dignity reigned in each motion, even though every particle of color left both cheek and lip, “then, sir, all I shall say in reply is that you accuse me falsely, and in doing so you cease to be my friend!” “But, Miss Nevergail, reflect one moment. Had I not been your friend I should wish no explanation. I am your friepd, while I desire to be sure of your innocence. You say, and I rejoice to hear you affirm it, that you are guiltless. Will you not relieve my mind of these doubts by telling me frankly the nature of your occupation while at the Hall?"

Clasping her hands together in anguish, the poor girl only answered; “Would that I might, but I cannot!” “Then, Miss Nevergail, I shall be obliged to tell you that all has been discovered. and that your horrible secret is known.” “O, thank God! Can it be possible! Please go on, for I am anxious to hear all you know, but dare not utter one word!* exclaimed Ethel. “You must learn • then, that your nightly work was to carry food to a certain concealed room, place it upon revolving shelves, and ” “Doctor, you do indeed know all; then now am I free to speak, as no secret will be revealed by me? Those shelves were knocked over, and the ape escaped that night. It was his dreadful howl that so frightened us. Tell me, has the animal been recaptured, and returned to the owner?” “Ape? Owner?” queried the Doctor, surprise illuminating each one of his speaking features. “What can you mean?” “Yes; Sir Reginald said it was a kind never before seen of that species. He was keeping it concealed, until the owner returned with other extraordinary curiosities, he was abroad collecting. When he did return, all were to be exhibited. The fact that he kept its existence a secret, and made me take a solemn oath, never to reveal it, was certainly no crime. It was absurd, and the absurdity sprang from a love of money, but in consenting to preserve the creature’s life by giving him food, during his lordship’s 'illness, I did it. only because he was nervous, and seemed to worry so much over its helplessness. I saw nothing wrong in It, and as it was not sinful, I am not ashamed of -it ” [TO BE CONTINUED.)

Carl Pretzel’s Plillozophy.

To got shduck on der praise of der multitoot vas not pooty goot, to been destitoot of it vas a defect in your constitootion, bye-laws, preambles und amendments. Vanity vas der complaint of disconnected mans, who vas discontented mit his shtation in life und gets pooty much ruffled by der disabbointments of seferal unreasonable expectations. It vas der trooth, dot all der pictures of great pooblic troobles vas shpring from wiolent passions out . National Weekly. A chilly salutation—shake!

AGRICULTURAL TOPICS.

A FEW SUGGESTIONS FOR OUR RURAL READERS. Some Very Important Points Pertaining to the Farm, Poultry-Yawl Dairy, Apiary, Household, and the Piggery. HK FAKJS.

HOG cholera is due to feeding on sour swill, grain, or corn, d i s t i llery slop, the essence of the sourness be- \ ing a vinegar \ which is formed \ lin the food after iLi# I the alcoholic ferM ' I mentation has had & L its run. The kinBship of alcohol MM|| and vinegar is very close, as all distillers know, their great art being to stave off the vinegar fermentaA 11 on. *B ake r s know it also. They

strive to keep their dough from being sour. The first effects of exclusive feeding on this sour or vinegar food is generally to produce constipation; next diarrhea, as the bowels, more or less paralyzed by the contact 6f the alcohol, vinegar, carbonic acid gas, etc., become distended, thickened, and pour off varying quantities of glairy, gluey, or watery fluid that comes mostly from the paralyzed cells coating the bowels. After awhile the blood becomes infected with the vinegary yeast; the red corpuscles adhesive and sticky; the fibrin filaments, that naturally are very delicate and almost invisible under the microscope, become thickened into massive threads, which aggregate more or less, forming skeins, clots, or plugs which catch on the valves of the heart. These fibrin filaments sometimes aggregate into long concretions that run for several inches, blocking up the blood vessels, sometimes plugging up the smaller vessels completely. The heart meantime automatically beats harder to overcome the obstacle, and if the vessels are weak they rupture near tho obstruction, and the blood pours out under the skin, if this is the site of the plug, and makes it look red almost like a case of scarlet fever. Again from tho paralyzing influence of the intestinal gases,there is, if the animal lives long enpugh, a paralysis of tho hind legs more or less complete. The hog will hunch up its back, and draw the feet together underneath. In worse cases it will move by its forefeet while the hindfeet drag.

Internal organs are subjected to internal hemorrhage from the same clots floating in the blood stream. If tho animal lives long enough there will be found in the lungs more or less breaking down and tubercular deposits, due to the vinegar yeast collecting there from tho blood stream. The appearances so much resemble those in consumption in man that hog cholera has been termed a form of quick consumption. It is not contagious, save by contact, and hogs living among the dung of infected hogs. Swine that has been fed on good swoet corn by the side of and in different pens from swine fed on distillery slop, and suffering from hog cholera, have not taken it—according to Dr. Salisbury. And swine affected with It have been cured by giving them good sweet corn. The practice of turning hogs into fields of standing corn and living on it allows the corn to be trampled into tho dirt and dung, to be wet with dews, rains, and urine. The omnipresent alcohol plant and vinegar plant begin their work, and the hogs get a sour, green, fermenting food like the distillery slop. If hogs everywhere were fed on good sound food, hog cholera would be much less. If the food is cooked thoroughly, the heat will destroy the alcohol plants and the vinegar plants, which some call baccilli, and there will be much less danger of the disease. . The immunity of swine fed on sweet, sound food, some may say is due to the resultant health of the animals resisting the disease. Be this as it may—those who are troubled with hog cholera should feed only good sound sweet corn well steamed, and unless the cases are too far gone, they will find' the disease arrested. Of course, the animals should be protected from cold.

So long as swine, and kine, too, are fed on swill, distillery slop, dungy and dirty soured corn, or 9will that is indigestible, with orange or lemon peel, trouble with the bowels must be ex.pected, more or less severe according to circumstances. If those who are interested doubt these statements, it is easy to prove or disprove them by trials accurately conducted. Feed healthy swine on distillery slop and nothing else for three months, having other healthy swine alongside in adjacent pens fed with good sweet corn and water, and then note the results. Such a course would be much better than arguing, and could prove or disprove the assertion of Dr. Salisbury, who experimented in this line many years ago.— Ephraim Cutter, M. D., LL. D., in American Agriculturist.

THIS POCtTRV YARD.

Unscientific Science. In relation to science of the kind indulged in by closet professors, Poultry Keeper gives the following whack: Whenever a “Prof.” speaks people take off their hats. The last item going the rounds is the following which the “Profs.” give out as science: In the bulletin of the Tennessee Board of Health attention is called to a condition of the egg, little known, whieh considerably impairs its sanitary value as an article of food. Soon after it became the practice to transport eggs in large quantities and to long distances by railway trains, it was found on their arrival that adhesion had taken place between the membranes of the yelk and those of the shell so that the yelk could not be turned out of the shell unbroken. On examination by experienced patholists this was found to be the result of true inflammation; the material of the adhesion was found to be precisely the same as that of the plastic exudation in iuflammatios of the lungs or bowels. Thus, structureless and unorganized as it seems, the egg, even fresh layed, is a living being and capable of disease from external causes, the cause of this inflammation being undoubtedly the shaking and friction from the motion of the cars, necessarily rendering the egg more or less unhealthy, as the products of inflammation can never be as salutary in food as those of healthy growth. But we poor chicken fellows would say that the eggs were stale before they were sent, and that the eggs had firstbegun

to adhere previous to decomposition, as they always do, journey or no journey. What these scientific fellows really discovered was that the yelk adheres to the shell, and that eggs become rotten. Wonderful discovery. Mongrol Fowls. The fact that a cross of pure-bred fowls often does better than either alone, has mislod many into crossbreeding too far. To get the best results, fowls at least on one side should be pure bred. That will mako them half bred. It is the time of year when poultry dealers are thinning out superfluous cocks, and some of the best can now be had at very moderate prices. This kind of change in poultry should be made every year or two at the farthest. *

« Drill* Laying in Winter. Cold weather is the chief cause why we do not get so many eggs in winter. Fresh moat and all other kinds of summer feed may bo provided, but in our climate we cannot entirely shield fowls from the cold. Some varieties arc less Injured than others. They have largo bodies, and make a good deal of heat themsolves. This is the chief reason, probably, why the Brahmas are better winter layers than the Leghorns.

THU UOUSKUOLD.

Canning Fruit. Pare all fruit with a silver knife, and, as It darkens by exposure to the air, drop each piece as pared into cold water and prepare only tho quantity needed to iill two cans. Fruit looks and is better when whole, tho juices are dearer and tho flavor is more fully retained. It is difficult to cook a large quantity evenly without Injuring the shape. Fqr this, reason it is better to cook only enough to fill a few jars at a time. In canning a crate of berries it is well to select tho finest, looking quarts and can expressly for siinplo desserts at table. Such particular canning will not bo necessary for cooking purposes. Cook fruit in a porcelain-lined or granite kettle. If tin is used It should be now. Cook evenly for fifteen minutes after it begins to boil.

There is no necessity for using sugar in canning fruit, but one tablospoonful to a quart of fruit is sometimes addod. When ready to can, have all articles needed close at hand. Set the can on two thicknesses of warm, wot flannel. Dip out the boiling fruit with a longhandled ladle, and fill the jar to overflowing. Run a knitting-needle three times down to the bottom of the filled can, and liberate tho air bubbles. Then, with a quick movomont, break the bubbles lying on top, and seal without tbe loss of a seobnd. In ten minutes tighten tho tops again with your wrench, and when the cans are cool wrap in paper, and keep in a cool, dry, dark place. Bo sure there are no seeds or sediment on the rubber ring before sealing. A funnel comes, which Is a great convenience In filling the jars. Do not store your cans of fruit on a swinging-shelf, unless you are certain It will bear tho weight. In canning berrios, dip out most of tho surplus juice, and seal, when boiling hot, In pint cans for „the children.-— Euntern Argus. How to Mako Good Oread. Fall and spring wheat flour mixed makes the best bread. I take a one-gallon Btone crock and put Into it about one pound of dry flour, with a dessert spoonful of salt and one of sugar, then when I have boiled the potatoes Tor dinner I drain tho boiling water from them over the flour and stir it up. After a few moments I cool it with cold water to the proper heat (In winter It requires to bo much warmer than in summer). In the meantime I soak two or three yeast cakes, according to the number of loaves required, in a cup of warm water and beat it all up together In a stiff batter; this I call potato foam. Cover it with a warm cloth and set In a rather warm place until next morning, then sift tho flour Into tho bread tray and turn the foam over it; adding more salt to suit the taste, knead it up thoroughly, drawing the outer edge of the dough Into the center, as this breaks tho grain and makes the bread tendor, then set in a warm place to rise.

Two very important things are ssary to be observed. Never let the bread get chilled while fermenting, and lot it rise well before molding into loaves, for if it does not come up the first time it will not the second. I never knead my bread but once. When taken from the oven turn the loaves upside-down and cover them with a thick cloth. In hot summer weather if you have the least doubt of your sponge toeing sour, take a little carbonate of magnesia, and dissolve in warm water and knead lutothe dough, and it will be whiter, sweeter and more wholesome for it.— Cor. Detroit Free Press. Hint* to Housekeeper*. Weld-ventilated bed-rooms will prevent morning headaches and lassitude. Apply linseed oil and turpentine in equal parts with a soft cloth to the white spots on your furniture. Wax drippings from the tapers now so fashionably used for lighting purposes can be removed from linen tablecloths with a hot iron and a piece of blotting paper, or by dipping the part in eau de cologne, which renders the wax brittle, so that it can easily be rubbed off with the finger. If you insist on your dressmaker facing your gowns with velvet or velveteen instead of braid, you will lessen your shoemaker’s bills and be saved from the purple blemish on the Instep caused by the movements of the skirts in walking. All grained or varnished wood-work should be cleaned with tea, made of medium strength and strained, after which it shonid be rubbed over with a small flannel cloth dipped occasionally in boiled linseed oil, and wiped thoroughly with a dry flannel cloth. Nothing is more convenient than a wooden skewer for cleaning out crevices and corners. *

THE EIGGEKY.

Feeding Pigs, Pigs can be grown profitably without milk, says Waldo F. Brown in the Ohio Fanner, but it will require more care to make a palatable food for them, and to induce them to cat enough of it. One of the best substitutes for milk is boiled mashed potatoes; a half bushel of these to a barrel of swill will give an excellent flavor, and also help its digestibility. I think that, used for this purpose, the unmerchantable potatoes can be made profitable, but the arrangements for cooking must be such as to economise time and fuel. With only ten or fifteen pigs, a pot of potatoes can be boiled on the cooking-stove each day. but if one has a large lot he should have a stone furnace with a sheet-iron pan, aiid plenty

of light, dry fuel, so that by starting th© fire when he first gets up, the potatoes will be cooked ready to mash by the time breakfast is over. A short Iron pan heats very quickly and economizes heat. I think a pan and furnace sufficient to cook two or three bushels at a time can be made for about five dollars. Lay {he stone with clay Instead of lime mortar. It will last much longer, as tho fire will hardon the clay. The older hogs will do very well with corn and grass, but will, I think, gain faster and make cheaper pork if fed with some bran and oil meal slop also, and bran at seventeen dollars per ton is a cheaper feed than corn at lifty cents a bushel. Care of Hrood Sow*. Brood sows should be kept separate. Even two in the same pen are liable u> injure each other by , crowding for coveted places, or one lying on or against the other. The pen should bo ample and free from obstructions and projections that may be run against. The pen should be kept clean and well bedded, and care should bo taken to keep the sowr clean from lice. Tho food should be nourishing, but not of a fattening and heating nature, but rather relaxing as tho time of approaches. In warm weather a good free range ought to bo provided, that the sow may have a chance to exercise, have good air and a chance to keep clean. It is better not to fill the stomach too full in tho morning, but let the sow feel a sense of hunger, so that she will roam around and search for food. Vegetables, such as potatoes, cabbage, turnl is, apples, etc., may be thrown to her in liberal quantities. A bed of sand or dry earth is the best, or if boards are used for a foundation, let them be tight, and the sides banked up so as to avoid all drafts of wind. Plenty of fine-cut straw or coarse grass should be provided; and, above all, the sow should have plenty of clean, fresh water to drink, and froo access to salt, bonemeal, wood ashes and charcoal. Whitewash tho pen after giving a good scraping and cleaning. Carbolic acid may bo used in cleaning and preparing for whitewashing. As the day of farrowing nears, feed bran mashes with oil meal, and see that, tho bowels aro kept open and free. A little sulphur in tho mash will do no harm. Bo sure to put pig guards all around tho pen in time. Those may be an Inch board, ten or twele Inches wide, put in like a shelf against the side of tho pen and high enough for tho pigs to readily go under, but not low enough so that tho sow wlh be likely to roll onto It. Get tho sow In the habit of’ being handled and talked to, so that she will not bo disturbed by your presence at any timo. Have on hand any conveniences which the situation and conditions may suggest, and watchfully abide tho result. If duo care has been taken, and tho sow is healthy and in good condition, there Is not likely to bo any trouble In farrowing. Nature does tho rest, as a rule.— Mirror and Farmer.

THE APIARY.

Hoc Note*. No other legitimate business pays half so well as a stock of bees judiciously/ cared for. Millions of pounds of honey are lostt annually for tho want of a sufficient stock of bees to gather it in. A. I. Root, In Bee Culture , says there Is no clover equal to alslko, for bees or stock. The bees always go from clover head to clover head, and never from clover to any other kind of flower. Every farmer should keep bees to take care oi the honey secreted in the millions of flowers blooming In his orchard, meadow, glade, and glen. It Is estimated that to collect a pound of honey from clover, 02,000 heads of clover must be deprived of nectar and 3,750,000 visits from bees must be made. Beks are no rospectors of lines, lands or persons, but roam at will for miles around In quest of honey, which thoy carry home and store away. They gather it from every nook and corner of God’s domain, unmolested by landlord or tenant. A stand of bees In any of the improved hives should contain not less than 100,009’ workers ready for tho field. Such a stand would be cheap atslo, for a colony of this strength will store several hundred pounds of honey during the season. They should have ample storage capacity. Perhaps no other occupation is mor©’ suitable or half so profitable to the invalid as boe-koeplng. Thousands of invalids all over this broad land, both men; and women, could begin bee-keeping with little or no capital, and as their strength increased allow their stock of bees td multiply in like proportion until both bee-keeper and bees grow strong and vigorous.

THE DALES.

Hairy Note*. An exchange demands a general lawtaxing “filled” cheese, on the same principle that oleomargarine is taxed, and requiring that it be sold under its trust name, as the oleo is required to bo There is one thing to bear in mind, says an exchange, and that is, that, fine butter will sell when poor butter wil> not. It therefore should be the aim of butter makers to always make a fine quality. By fine we mean butter of fresh sweet flavor, of good color, and above all others must be clean. The strippings, of course, are therichest part of the milk, showing twice as high a percentage of cream as ordinary milk, or from 25 to 30 per cent, and as the poorest milk is drawn first it is evident that in leaving the cow unstripped we never do get hold of this final rich cupful. In ai> Bw er to a correspondent who asks if there is any system of feeding by which a poor milker can be made a good milker, the American Stockman says no, not if she is naturally a poor milker. There must be a natural development of the milk glands, a fact that anybody will recognize if he chooses to take cognizance of the every day fact that ono cow will give more milk than another upon the same quantity and quality of food. The Prairie Farmer closes an article on “The Ripening of Cream” with the remark that churning should be done at the first appearance of acidity. Do not wait until the cream gets Intensely sour and stale, fn churning, the butter should be granulated in the churn, instead of being gathered into a lump. It should be cleansed of buttermilk by washing and not by working. After lightly salting, it must be worked into a. solid condition with the slightest working that will effect. Raising food from the plate to the mouth is the best health lilt