Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 55, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 March 1915 — Page 3

THE BOY FARMER

Late tn the fall be dug the acre of sweet potatoes, after stripping off the vines and feeding them to his hogs,, and found that he had 150 bushels of “punkin yams." He stored twenty-five bushels for home use and sold the other 125 bushels at $1 per bushel. Sam Powell never forgot what the government agent told him about seed.: When his contest acre was at maturity, he went down the rows and tied strings to the stalks that bore the most and the finest ears. In the same way, also, the young farmer selected bls cotton seed. Here and there in the rows he found stalks that were unusually large and perfect in shape. These were generally in some rich place where they had been particularly favored. If they were heavily loaded with bolls and the bolls were large and low down on the stalks, indicating that they would open early, Sam tied white strings on them in conspicuous places. It may seem that with all this work Sam Powell had little or no time for pleasure or recreation. Such was not the case, however, though be sometimes had to work longer hours than he liked because he was not able to get help. I** But Sam bad got in the habit of using his mind. He never imitated other peo pie In doing a thing without stopping to think why it was done or If there was a better way. He soon found out that it pays to keep oneself fresh and vigorous. By taking the proper rests and breathing spells and working at certain hours he found that he could do as much or more work tn eight hours as in twelve. After that be did not commence work before daylight or quit after dark, as be had been doing. He saw also that it was a good Idea to take a half day or fl day off now and then. One of the things that Sam enjoyed a great deal was to ramble through the woods and fields and study nature. He was what Is called a nature lover—that is, he never tired of studying trees and flowers and birds and insects and animals. It was a mighty bard matter for him to go after the calves and get back In time for breakfast It was not more than a quarter of a mile to where the calves were usually found—in a little meadow beyond the creek—but the earlier Sam started in the morning the later he would usually be In re turning.

He would gee up sometimes while |t was still dark and only the first red streaks of dawn showing in the east. He would get out in the fresh air and throw out fils arms and take deep breaths and walk about the yard for a few minutes; tben fie would be off suddenly, whistling a lively tune and scattering the dew from the grass and plants with his feet. He liked to sit down on the creek bank in the dim light of morning and watch the world just waking up. A slight noise from some big treetops told him that crows were leaving their roost. A louder flapping meant bus sards. A splash in the creek announced that a bullfrog was taking his morn Ing bath. Now and tben a possum would waddle by or a belated "coon returning from bis fishing up the creek would stop to eye Sam inquisitively. Crossing the creek and getting pretty close to the calves, be would stop suddenly again to watch three or four rabbits at their morning romp in the dewy grass. Farther on he might find a strange flower or shrub and study it ever so long, trying to determine the name of it Sam and Florence were both nature enthusiasts, and there were few flowers or trees the names of which they didn’t know. Finally, the young farmer would find the calves and start them borne, and he might get there by sunrise if be didn’t find something else to interest him. , When be came in, frqph, bright eyed and hungry from bls walk and found breakfast waiting, bls mother would ask: “Why. what makes you so late getting back, Sam?” “Oh, I’ve been watching of Br’er Rabbit and Br’er Possum.” he would reply. He had read the stories of Uncle Remus and always called animals by the names the old darky gave them. One Saturday morning Bill Googe climbed over the fence and Came to where Sam was at work. "Hello, Sam!” he greeted. “Bay, let’s go fishin*. this evenin’.” *■„ "Are you up with your work?” ask* ed Sam. “You bet I’ve quit loafin’ round when tbey’s work needin’ doin’. Everything's right up to now.” "AU right then,” said Sam; “I’ll be Siad to go. I was just ’thinking about It” “Well, I’U git the bait and be ’long •bout 1 o’clock after you. Say, Sam, you shore are raisin’ a powerful lot o’ track m ttHs plara- I declare, I don’t oeeteowyqu J*Jkcourse I knownow that it’s a good deal In the way

you work the land, but I didn’t thinly anybody could raise ■> crops like this. And you never let up—fast as you git one crop off you’ve got another cornin’ on.”

"Yes,” said the boy farmer. “I’m doing prefty well. Everything’s been favorable, though, and we’ve bad plenty of rain. As ‘for growing more than one crop, you’ve got to do that if you want to make any mpney. Besides, land needs something on it all the time to keep down the weeds and keep humusdn the ground. When 1 get my corn and cotton gathered I want to hire you again to plow this land and sow it with some kind of a cover crop for the winter.”

“All right,” agreed Bill. “I’ll do IL And since you mentioned It I guess I’ll sow my field In something—wheat or rye. I could use it for pasture, too. couldn’t I?” "Certainly,” replied Sam. “It would not hurt to pasture it even If you were going to let it stand. But speaking of land producing stuff, why, man. this place hasn't done half what it can be made to do. Here’s something 1 clipped from a farm paper. It’ll give you an Idea what land produces when it’s handled right” Sam took from his pocket a little slip of paper and read: “ ’There are few who know the possibilities of the soil when well manured and watered. One acre has produced

The Two Put Off Down the Creek to Fish For Porch.

210 bushels of corn, and three bales of cotton have rewarded another man. On Long Island 400 bushels of Irish potatoes Is not an excessively large crop, and at Greeley, Colo.. 400 bushels is not an. uncommon yield. In the Sacramento valley. California. Mr. Cleek has for the past thirty years made a good living and saved ass average of S4OO per year from one acre. On the Island of Jersey rents are as high as S2OO .and S3OO per acre, and near the city of Paris they are higher still Near San Diego, CaL, there is a colony of “littlelanders” who believe that one acre is enough, and many of them are making good with their smaU farms. With good soils, plenty of manure and all the water needed the possibilities of the soil are enormous, and one crop follows another in rapid succession.* “What do you think of S2OO and S3OO an acre for rent?” Sam asked when be bad finished reading. “They’ve got to raise something on -that land, haven’t they?” “I should say they have!” exclaimed Bill That afternoon at 1 o’clock Bill Googe came by for Sam, and the two put off down the creek to fish for the perch and cat that were to be found In the blue pools of the little stream. Bill had intended to take his shotgun along, but found that he was out of powder and so bad to leave off that part of the sport. They hadn’t gone far when an old quail with her brood of young ones, just old enough to fly, rose out of tbe grass in front of them with a loud whir of wings and sailed off into a nearby thicket ■ ■ “They’s goto’ to be some good buntin’ here this fan and winter,” Bill Googe remarked. “You’re a farmer, aren’t you. Bill?” Sam asked. “Of course, a kind of. one. But what yds askin’ that for?” Bill inquired, surprised at the Question. "Wen. ;a farmer oughtnot to kin a farmer’s friends,ought be?” "Sure, be ougbtn’tr George replied.

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"Well, you just take it from me that those quails and hearty alt the other birds that live around here are good friends of ours. We ought not to kill them, and we ought not to allow others to come on our places to kill them.” "Why. I didn’t think a quail was any good to us except to eat.” said Bill. "Bo far as any one knows,” Sam explained, “they’re the only bird that destroys the potato beetle.' They eat all they can find, and they do us a good turn every time they gobble one. More than that, every single quail eats thousands upon thousands of boll weevils. Some people used to argue that a quail didn’t eat anything exdept grain. But we know better now. They eat insects of all kinds, as well as weed seed.”

"If that’s so they ought not to be killed,” said Bill. “Of course not,” said Sam. "We don’t have any idea how much good they do us. It ought to be against the law to kill a quail at any time. As it is. they say Insects destroy one-tenth of all we produce. If we were to kill all the birds there’d be such a plague of insects that they’d kill everything—all the trees and vegetation of all kinds.”

Farther on Bill saw a woodpecker hammering lustily on a dead tree. He stopped and pointed with bls finger. "Bet I could knock Im off with a rifle from here.” be said. “Don’t ever do it,” cautioned Sam. “He’s another friend.” “What?” exclaimed Bill. "A wood pecker kills trees.” "No, he doesn’t,” said Sam. "He saves trees. A woodpecker never bores a hole tn a tree for fun. He’s after worms or making himself a home, and be makes his home in dead trees. When be bores into a green tree he’s after a worm every time, and be always gets him. The hole the bird makes will grow up. but if the worm stays it’ll kill the tree. One woodpecker will go over 600 trees in a day and examine them for bugs, egg deposits and worms. It doctors the tree inside and out. I saw a woodpecker go over nearly ev* ery tree tn our orchard.” “Well, now, 1 didn’t know that.” said Bill. "I been knowln’ woodpeckers all my life, but I never paid no attention to ’em. Guess I won’t shoot no more of ’em.” “To tell the truth,” Sam went on, there are mighty few birds or animals but what do more good than barm. I believe the common-old bouse cats kill more birds and chickens than all the varmints put together. I think it’s a good deed to kill a cat whenever yon find one. There are two kinds of hawks—the cooper and the sharp shinned—that are bad to kill birds and chickens. These two hawks lookalike. They are small. The females are a mottled brownish color, and the males are a dull blue. It’s a good thing to kill them whenever you get a chance. The other hawks and owls don t do much harm, and they do lots of good because they live mostly on rats and mice and such things. Once in awhile an owl will bother chickens, but it’s only when its regular food Is scarce.

“It’s pretty much the same way about the fox. mink, weasel and skunk. Once in awhile one of these varmints will get to be bad after chickens. But we could hardly do without them because they keep down the swarms ot field mice, rabbits, grasshoppers, crick ets, hornets and wasps.” "Where’d you find out these things?” asked Bill. “I know they’re true when T bear you say ’em. but somehow 1 never did think of ’em before.” “I’ve learned a little by reading.' Sam told him, “but mostly by keeping my eyes and ears open when I’m out in the woods and fields. Sister and I like to study plants and animals, especially plants. We’re going to take a correspondence course to botany next year in the state university. Florence says she’s going to be a florist, and I want to know all about plants, so 1 can farm." I

During the long afternoon Sam and Bill fished and talked, every now and tben throwing out a blue cat or a goggle eye to add to their strings that they kept fastened to the edge of tbe water.- It was cool and shady along the creek. Birds sang and squirrels chattered in the branches overhead. The two farmers enjoyed tbe quiet coolness after the hot days in tbe field. Late to the afternoon they wound up their lines and went borne, each carrying a long string of fish, Sam sat on the doorstep in the gathering dusk and breathed the perfume from tbe honeysuckle that clam bejCdp ver tbe yard fence. He saw the stars coming out. one by one, and tbe moon creeping up behind a big oak. Be beard the “who-who-wbo” of an owl away off on the creek. Tben suddenly stars, moon and owl all vanished. He smelled fried fish and beard his mother calling him to supper. (To be Continued.)

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WHY, WHEN AND HOW JESUS'SECOND ADVENT

Billy Sunday's View Better Than “Orthodoxy's." Bible Views Long Buried Now Coming to Light—Erroneous Teachings of the Creeds — Reasonableness of Bible’s Presentation Burning, Messiah’s Kingdom Will Bring World-Wide Blessing—Anarchy Destructive as Fire Will Prepare Way.

though Billy’s teachings do not come up to the Bible, nevertheless be is far ahead of “Orthodoxy” on this subject The Pastor agrees with Mr. Sunday in teaching that our Lord Jesus is coming to establish a world-wide Empire which will bless all mankind with fullest opportunity to do right But he disagrees with Mr. Sunday’s theory that the billions who died during the past six thousand years in ignorance of Christ will suffer to all eternity because of that ignorance. Those billions Include all who have never truly heard of Jesus, hl heathen lands and at home where, according to Mr. Sunday, some were led straight down to Hell by the churches. The Bible thought the speaker declared, is altogether different—that the dead are in neither Purgatory nor a fiery Hell, but in the Bible Hell—the tomb; and that "all that are in their graves shall hear the voice of the Son of God and come forth.” The saintly will come forth to glory with Christ in His Kingdom; others, to a resurrection—a raising up out of sin and death -by judgment.—John 5:28, 29. R. V. Those who have not intelligently heard of Jesus and His salvation are not on trial now. Their death is the penalty of Adam’s sin, not of personal rejection of Jesus. It is to give these the opportunity of a Judgment, trial, during Christ’s Millennial Reign that they will be brought from the tomb. As all died through one man’s disobedience, all will come forth to an opportunity of everlasting life through the obedience of the other man— Christ The resurrection of the dead is their only trope. (Acts 24:15.) In view of this the whole world are said to “Sleep with their fathers.” "Orthodoxy” Is Still Worse. The speaker then showed that those styling themselves “Orthodox” are still further astray from the Bible. “Or-, thodoxy” declares that there will be no Millennium—no hope for any except the Elect few; that Jesus is coming to burn up the earth and its Inhabitants He quoted many Scriptures to refute this teaching. Both Catholic and Protestant creeds declare that at Christ’s Second Coming the earth and its Inhabitants will be consumed with literal fire. This leads to a literal interpretation of St Peter’s symbolic statements portjaylijg the fire of anarchy which will destroy our institutions, making way for the Kingdom.

They fall into this error because of another formed during the Dark Ages; namely, that the only kingdom of God the world will see will be such as it is now enjoying, while the various socalled kingdoms of God are butchering each other. * Each tries to justify its own selfish course, and all unite in saying that the civilized nations are Christendom —Christ’s Kingdom. This theory dates from 800 A.D., since which time Catholics claim that the Church is reigning with Christ, the Pope serving as the world’s kingvicegerent, or instead of Messiah. Protestants generally, refusing the Pope as Christ’s vicegerent, are much confused when they attempt to explain the Kingdom for which they pray, “Thy Kingdom come,” and the references to its lasting 1,000 years. What Troubles Honest Preachers.

There are ministers who believe the Bible, yet are skeptical respecting Messiah’s Kingdom. Properly enough they argue that if for eighteen centuries Jesus has been a Spirit Being at the Father’s right hand, it would be a retrogression for Him to return and sit on a gold and ivory throne. These ministers have slipped a few cogs to the Divine Plan of the Ages, the Pastor holds. What they need to note in the Bible is that only Christ and His Church are promised a share in the Heavenly blessings—that the Divine arrangement for the world is an earthly Paradise and human perfection in the Divine likeness; that the Church will constitute an invisible spiritual Kingdom, backed by Infinite Wisdom and Power; and that the Ancient Worthies, from Abel |o John the Baptist, will be resurrected perfect human beings, and made “princes in all the earth”—representatives of that spiritual Kingdom. % We cannot* here discuss fully how Christ comes as a thief, but we offer free of charge a booklet which we have written with a view to making tiie matter v«y cl«ir.^ ; Whoever will address me— Pastpr Russell. Brooklyn. N. Y.—requesting a copy of Parousia Booklet—will receive a copy free.

Norfolk, Va., February 28.—Pastor Russell, ad. dressing a large audience here today, discussed Christ’s Second Advent from the text “If I go away, I will come again and receive you.” (John 14:3.) He complimented Billy Sunday by saying that al-

SPANISH WILLIE KING OF THIEVES

Rules over School where Young Crooks are Assigned to Him to be Trained for Crime. HE HAS NEVER KEN CONVICTED Known to Be Brains of Burglar Gang, His Cunning and Their Loyalty Shield Him. Boston, Mass. —As a successful merchant often starts his career as an errand boy or a stock clefk, so the successful burglar begins as a petty thief. It is only after a long course in the school of crime that the average lawbreaker is able to graduate into the professional class. He must prove himself worthy of his steel before he is permitted to occupy a representative position in the gang, where he meets other successful criminals on an equal footing, and where his judgment will be considered worth while.

In the back room of a saloon at the junction of two downtown streets, Spanish Willie meets his “forty thieves.’’ They are an organization of loft burglars who have given much trouble to the police. They recived their name from a romantic member of the force with a taste for the Arabian Nights. These forty young men come to Spanish Willie for assignments, suggestions and advice in connection with their professional work. Not one of them is over 30 years old, and most of them are barely out of their teens. All of them look up to'Spanish Willie as a leader in his line —a leader of whom to be proud. He in turn often says to his followers: “Just keep your eyes on them. Every one of them will make his mark as a package man and then as a loft man.” Spanish Willie is one of the best known and cleverest thieves in New York City. He makes a specialty of burglarizing lofts in which silks or furs are stored, or which are used in the manufacture of clothing.

In a previous article it was pointed out how the average criminal generally leaves behind him certain earmarks which identify his work to the police. In view of this it may well be asked, “How does it happen that Spanish Willie is not in jail?” The answer is this: The marks which this man leaves behind are not of the kind that can be proved in court as legal evidence. He is proud of his achievements, particularly of those which he accomplished in such a manner that he could not be “nailed,” although the police were morally certain of the identity of the perpetrator. One might think that loft burglary is a simple matter, but it is not, for it involves several distinct operations, each of them requiring a considerable degree of skill. / First, a well-stored loft must be located and the habits of the proprietors and workmen learned; then a way must be devised for getting into it without coming in contact with any ofthe burglar alarms which are now in almost universal use.

Next, the goods must be carried out of the place and loaded on a truck in such a way as not to arouce the suspicion of the policeman on the beat, in case he observes the work, and finally they must be disposed to a person who Is “right.” Spanish Willie uses his confederates to assist him in his .robberies. One of the forty thieves may get a job as a driver or a porter a few days before the date set for the crime. Thus he -can “get in line” on the contents of a certain loft building. The procedure from then on varies to meet the conditions of individual cases. The usual way is for the leader to rent a room over or adjoining a loft. From this it is possible to cut or saw his way into the desired loft without touching the alarm wires. The silks or furs to be stolen are then carried through the opening. If a watchman interferes a blackjack effectually quiets him. Having first waited for a time, when the patrolman on the beat is around the corner, or has been lured a safe distance away by a confederate, the burglars will then load their booty on a waiting truck. Sometimes the stolen goods are carried to a room that has been hired in the vicinity to await removal at the convenience of the burglar. So large were the sums of money involved in the disposal of goods stolen from lofts and trucks that a number of "fences” had to be found to conduct the affairs with profit These men were bold enough to hire stores on lower Broadway < and. Canal street where they posed as legitimate business men. But all the while" they were working in co-operation with receivers of stolen property in Philadelphia and other large cities.

Idka Spanish Willie, most loft burglars and their close allies, the truck thieves, usually start as package thieves. They are almost always young and they operate in groups of three, known as the “advance guard,” the “lookout” and the “workman.” Their primary object is to find a delivery wagon which is ready to discharge its load at some particular house. Once they have sighted their prey, the “lookout” drops back to keep watch for the patrolman on the beat, while the other two walk on at a brisk ■ - J.- ■ T- . -J-;- » -

pace toward the destination of the load. If the delivery is being made in an apartment house the “advance guard” goes into the hall following the driver, so as to make sure that he is safely inside the building and out of sight of his charge. Then, if conditions are favorable, this crook gives a signal to his associate outside the “workman,” who In turn signals the “lookout" If the latter signals back that the coast Is clear, the accomplice Immediately jumps into the wagon and steals any parcels he can lay his hands on. ■ He then retreats toward the “lookout” who meets him at the next corner and takes the packages. This man, of course, has not been seen either in ,the hallway or on the wagon, so, if he is caught with the goods he can say that he met a stranger, who offered him 25 cents to carry them to a certain address.

With this defense he very frequently arises a “reasonable doubt” in the minds of jurors. Many of the master thieves in New York conduct what, for want of a better name, may be termed schools for thieves. In these their young followers and accomplices are instructed in the technique of their calling in order to increase their efficiency and also to teach them how to act and what and what not to say when arrested and tried. Isador Raeder, a master truck thief and “fence,” was also one of these “schoolmasters.” Spanish Willie, Raeder and men of their type are constantly looking for boys from 14 to 18 years old who can be induced to take up crime as a career.

The boys are approached, not by the leader directly, but by one of his confederates, with a suggestion that there are easier ways of making money than by working for it This Is sure to draw an inquiry as to how it can be made. The full nature of the scheme is not explained at first. The inquirer is merely told that all he has to do is to drive a truck for a short distance or stand on a corner for a few minutes and watch. A boy of weak moral fiber, working for a few dollars a week, is almost sure to jump at the chance, and the descent is easy. Men like Spanish Willie recognize, too, and make use of the gang spirit among boys and young men. They capitalize as it were, the social Instinct that every boy has—the inclination te co-operate wtih his fellows and to combine for some common end —and they divert this to a criminal purpose. They use the power of example, the young fellow’s natural tendency te hero worship, to cement the gang together, and by gradual steps lead the boy from comparatively Innocent activity to a definitely criminal career. ; Then, the natural sense of loyalty, Inherent in nearly every youngster, and the general contempt for a traitor, each plays its part in giving the leaders a grip on their followers. New York has many of these gangs, and to deal with them is one of the great problems before the police, the social workers and the other representatives of the law.

120 YEARS OLD, HE HATES THE WOMEN

Was Two Years Old When Washington Retired, and Sixty When Lincoln Was Killed Westerville, Neb.—Thomas Morris, who has lived in three centuries and seen a great nation rise from a wilderness, is believed by his friends to be the oldest white man in the United States. At least he is the oldest man in Nebraska, and in fact is the only man in the State who was born in the eighteenth century, saw all of the nineteenth and has a good start in the twentieth. Washington was 2 years old when Washintgon delivered his farewell address and retired from public life, so he can say truthfully that he lived during the administration of every President of the United States up to this time. He was 11 years old when Admiral Nelson won his victory at Trafalgar. He lived, during the periods of the Napoleonic wars, attaining his majority six months before the battle of Waterloo. He was 7 years old when Ireland and England were united, and has lived during the reigns of King George 111., George IV., William IV., Queen Victoria, King Edward VII. and thp present king, George V. He was past three score and ten when Abraham Lincoln was assassinated. Thomas Morris was born January 15, 1794, at Bellew, Montgomeryshire, Wales. His father was a common laborer. As a lad Thomas was apprenticed to a shoemaker, which work he continued until recentljr. He is a bachelor, and has been for years a confirmed woman hater. He walks with the aid of a stick, and wears spectacles, the first pair of . which he purchased after celebrating hii hundredth birthday.

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Bride and Groom Speak Different Languages. Jersey City, N. J.—Although neither can understand what the other says. Miss Katherine Kutcham and Mario Strong are now husband and wife. Neither one can speak English. The bride speaks Polish and the groom Italian. They fell in love while employed at the Dunwoodie Country Club. In order to perform the ceremony the judge had to bring in two. Interpreters, who respectively coached the bride and bridegroom. -White pine and yeHow pine are the woods most used for boxes, and each contributes more than a billton foot to the box industry annually. .... - * ... .