Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 November 1891 — Good for Sheep. [ARTICLE]

Good for Sheep.

Sweet ensilage and roots in moderate quantities are good for sheep or cattle. But give them just as much sweet, early cut hay or clover in addition twice a day as they can eat, with just as much provender as though they had no ensilage. Green corn or clover ensilage, like turnips, is a good appetizer if fed in warm barns, or when the weather is mild out of doors. As for feeding it to any stock entirely and making a success, I believe it is impossible. Don’t think I condemn ensilage. Ido not any more than turnips, but do not put too much confidence in and expect too much from ensilage. It is impossible to get any more out of a jug than is put into it or to have your check honored at the bank for more than you deposit. Sheep should never be pastured on the same land more than three successive seasons, unless they are pastured with cattle. The better way to manage sheep in the summer is, unless your pasture is entirely free from coarse or water grasses and bushes, to let a few young cattle run with them. Have the pasture so arranged that you can give the sbeep a fresh pasture, at longest every third year. Let the cattle, or the plow, follow the sheep, and so keep up the rotation.—EL C. Burleigh, in Farm and Home. Some Bone Don't!. Some one has compiled the following regarding the care of horses under the supposition that if a horse could talk he would say to his master: Don’t hitch mje to an iron post or ruling when the mercury is below freezing. I need the skin on my tongue. DonZt leave me hitched in my stall at night with a big cob right where

I must lie down. I am tied and can’t select a smooth place. Don’t compel me to eat more salt than I wan’t by mixing it with my oats. I know better than any other animal how much I need. Don’t think because I go free under the whip I don’t get You would move up if under the whip. Don’t think because I am a horse that iron, weeds and briars won't hurt my hay. Don’t whip me when I get frightened along the road, or I will expect it next time, and maybe make trouble. Don’t trot me up hill, for I have to carry you and the buggy and myself, too. Try it yourself some time. Run up hill with a big load. Don’t keep my stable very dark, for when Igo out into the light my eyes are injured, especially if snow be on the ground.