Ligonier Banner., Volume 43, Number 24, Ligonier, Noble County, 3 September 1908 — Page 7

[F or Her F ather’s Sake By Alban E. Ragg

(Copyright, by Shortstory Pub.‘Co.)

Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick! reiterated the clock with monotonous persistency, reminding those present that the time for retiring was long since past, but the:old farmer and his daughter stayed on, regardless of the fleeting hours. Neither had spoken for fully 30 minutes. The ‘man, reclining in a high-backed chair, was comforting himself with a black clay pipe, and the woman sat gazing listlessly into the fire, an open letter in her hand. “'Tig ten years to-night since mother died,” she remarked, sadly. ‘A sudden strong gust of wind shook the door of the outhouse, making it creak mournfully as it swayed to and fro on its rusty hinges. The old man stirred uneasily in his chair, and glanced nervously behind him. “Yes, it's ten years to-night,” he replied, with an effort to appear at ease. Both again lapsed into silence. Presently the old man glanced across at his daughter and said: “Who did the letter come from, Mary?” :

“From William Dutton, father.” “William Dutton, eh! Why, it's many a long day since you heard from him. What's he been doing with himseif since he went away?”’ “He wrote to tell me that he's just been married, father,” the woman replied, and although she tried to speak calmly and bravely, a sympathetic ear would have distinguished the sound of unshed tears in her tremulous voice. “Married, eh,” the old man remarked with a chuckle. “Well, well, the Book says it is not good that a man should be alone. He was a nice yvoung fellow, and I trust he has found a good wom“So do I, father,” replied his daughter, very gently. “Mary.” i “Yes, father.” -“It has often been a puzzle to me that you and him never made it up. I always thought he was kind o’ fond of you, but women’s queer creatures; they let a good man go, and pine after a fool who doesn’t care a button top for ‘em.” The woman made no reply, but holding up the letter, read it through carefully“for a second time. My Dear Mary: I’ve took you at your word; vou said it was no use waiting, and I began to reckon it wasn’t, so I married a little girl I met down here last yvear. It was kind of lonesome, coming back night after night to cold, cheerless lodgings, with never a soul to smile at a'man, and I'm fond of company, you knew. I tried to bear up and told myself that I 'had no right to marry another woman; if I felt lonesome, why, you felt lonesome too, and it "~wasn’'t vour fault. Then one night coming home from chapel meeting, all of a sudden I too‘k hold of her hand and asked her to marry me. That's how it all happened, and we were married two weeks ago today. She’s a kind-hearted little thing and can’'t do enough for me. Good-bye, my dear friend. Don’t think any less of me. My best respects to your father. Your sincere friend, : WILLIAM DUTTON. “Mary.” ‘ “Yes, father.” . “What did you keep him hanging on for all those years; if you didn’t intend to marry him? I didn't lik& to say Mzl = !| ] |5 (e | * DL &, g T | 7 "‘«W S 5 § S 0 371 UL “! ‘;‘,{ /S ) % A b~ r,i'}r’ % ylfli = d ' 7 2ot ) %) / —t AR T J ¥ w ; ‘// f S — P i | x’% 'EL. | R /AN B - .’" = 4\\ e _,__._'_..-—w—_ -

“Yes, Father, He Was a Very Good Man, But | Couldn’t Marry Him.”

anything about it at the time, but now it's all past and gone, I must say you treated him shabby. He was a good enough man for you, wasn’t he?”

The woman’s face twitched painfully, and she answered in an almost inaudible whisper:

“Yes, father; he was a very good man, but I couldn’t marry h}m, and that’s all about it.” “You couldn’t marry him, and, pray, why not?”

“] just don’t want to say any more about it, father; he’s married now, and there’s the end of the whole business.” “All right, Mary; as you please, as wvou please, but the day will come you won’'t havé any one to look after you, and as you've been a kind girl to me, I'd like to see you comfortable with some good man before—before—" The old man stopped abruptly, and glanced up timidly at his daughter. " PRut she didn’t appear to have heard what he said, for she sat staring at the blazing log, thinking, thinking, thinking of the past and of possibilities now lost forever. :

- Five years ago William Dutton had come to make his last appeal to her to marry him. He was employed on the vailway and had received a good appointment in Chicago, and he came either to obtain her promise to marry him or to say good-by. ~ Five years ago! It seemed like five hundred. How hard he had striven to overcome her conviction that to marry him would be contrary to what she felt 2o ve her duty towards her father. “Let him come with us,” he said.

“No; it would break his heart to leave the old farm; he'd never consent.” she replied, sadly. = Then William Dutton, driven to desperation, cried angrily: “Seems to me he’s a selfish old man. Parents is everlastingly talking about the duty of children, but they mostly forget the duty of parents.” i “Hush, Will; he never tried to make me stay. I never even spoke to him about it. I couldn’t, you know, because I promised mother when she died that I would never leave him alone.” . : “Then you have quite made up your mind, have you?” he said in a strained voice. ‘ : “Yes, Will; but don’t speak unkindIy 1o me. God knows it’s hard enough to let you go without having you angry with me.” And with a séb she laid her head on his shoulder, and he stroked her hair and spoke a few kind, gentle words of affection. g

“Mary, I've been a good father to you, haven't 1?” : . “Yes, father, you've always been good to me,” §he replied, evidently surprised at this unusual remark from her father, who had exacted so much and given so little in return, but then he was a lonely old man, and nevel meant to be selfish and mean and un reasonable, she thought. . “I wonder how you'll get along without me, Mary,” he continued, and his voice shook perceptibly. “Hush, father; 'you must not talk like that; you’ll last for thany a long day yet.” ) ; The old man chuckled to himself. “I wasn't thinking of dying, Mary,” he replied, significantly. “That’s right, father. Why, you're a younger man than many a one half your age,” she remarked, cheerfully. “Do you think so? Do you think so, daughter?” A look of eager hope came into his eyes. T “Of course' I do; any one with half an eye can see that,” she said, in a tone of miid surprise. L - “Mary, I've got something I want to tell yvou. I've been trying to make up my mind for the past six weeks, but I never knowed quite how to do it.” “What is it, father? You are not ill, are you?” she inquired, anxiously. “No, daughter; never felt better in my life.” “By the way, how long is it since Harry Johnston died?” he asked. Mary glanced up in astonishment. “About two years ago,” she said. “What made you think of him, father?” “I—l—l was—going—to—to tell you that I am going to marry Harry Johnston’s widow,” he blurted out. “I just wanted to know what you thought of her.” “Father!” she cried, and her face lost all its healthy glow. She stood staring at him in a strange, vacant manner as thbugh unable to realize what he meant. ‘ B “Well!. Well!” he remarked testily. “What have you got to say against it?” “Nothing, fother. Do whatever you think is for the best.” Both remained silent for a moment. The clock struck 11. The old man got up out of his chair. “Guess it's time to go to bed,” he remarked. ' “Yes, father; I reckon it's about sleeping time,” the woman answered, wearily. l Too Complicated.

Modern household improvements are appreciated by the initiated, but to the unenlightened they sometimes prove discouraging. Mrs. Gordon was showing Ina, the new maid, who had agreed to work for four dollars a week, the conveniences of her up-to-date kitchen. “It's a very easy place,” explained the lady, “because I have so many contrivances for making the work light. “Now, here's a new patent bread mixer; when you're ready to use it I'll show you how to put it together. And 'this is a splendid meat grinder—it saves hours of labor with the chop- | ping knife. Here is a fine apple parer, that takes the cores out, too. And this }hardwood slab is a wonderful potato slicer. : “Then,” continued | Mrs. Gordon proudly, “I have a patent dish washer, a percolating coffee pot and an automatic ash sifter.” 5 “Meesis,” said Ina firmly, “eef I is hov to spend all mys time learning how to make dose fonny t'ings go, 1 must hov t'ree dollar a mont’ more. She vor too moch work.”—Youth's Companion. : : Jockeys’ Tricks. ' A New York jockey, while packing ug to go abroad to look for work, talked. “There are tricks of two kinds in jockeying,” said he, “the legitimate and the illegitimate. Use the first and you’ll prosper. Use the last and it's all up. : :

“Illegitimate tricks are pulling a race and getting left at the post. If you once pull a fast horse and make him lose, you are always afterwards an object of suspicion, and ten to one, if you ever pull another horse, you are done for. But getting yourself left at the post is a big and complex subject, and it is the one trick that a clever jockey can work time and again with safety. e

“To cause a rival horse to swerve is an illegitimate trick that often wins your race. You cause the swerving by straightening out your leg so that your heel nearly touches the other horse’s nose, or you make a wide slash with your whip, so that it nearly touches the other horse’s eyes. £ i “The legitimate tricks are—but why give them away when it has taken all wmy life to learn them?”

i SHIP-SAVING DIVICE. : Gun Which Will Shoot an Anchor "~ from Vessel to the Shore. . Washington.—lt is a wonder that it never occurred to anyone before to fire a small anchor Tth a line attached ashore from a wrecked vessel. The present meéthod is to fire a bolt { shaped like a sash weight, but this has lthe disadvantage that, if there be no one on shore to receive it and make ‘ fast the line, the moment a strain is | put upon the line it is pulled back to | the ship. A device has recently been ipatented, the invention of which is

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taining his first birthday, that she intends to bring up her boy to be a thorough little Irishman has touched the Irish heart. Consequently the.charming woman who was formerly an actress finds herself right now probably the most popular woman in Ireland. The marriage of this important lit. tle boy’s parents was a great romance, for Lord de Clifford, twenty-fifth of his line, married Miss Eva Carrington, one of the tall and beautiful Gibson girls in Seymour Hicks’ company. Lady de Clifford is devoted to her Irish home, Dalgan Park, Shrule, where so serious a fire took place last autumn. She is a splendid horsewoman, but soon after her marriage joined the comparatively small group of lady race horse owners. The birth of a son and heir to the young peer aroused great enthusiasm in.the neighborhood of Dalgan Park. Lord de Clifford was the fourth member of the Irish peerage within a brief period to take a bride from the stage. The earl of Clancarty, the marquis of Headfort and the earl of Clonmel all married actresses. Opposes Women Judges.

A writer in one of the Eastern papers says that it is a mistake to think that women judges could do better work in the juvenile courts. He is the secretary of the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children in New York and ought to be able to form an opinion on the subject, and his conclusion “from facts, not theory,” he says, “is that girls would rather take a man than a woman into their confidence and a female judge in a juvenile court would be as unsuccessful as ornamental. Women in the constructive part of the work, he thinks, are not successful. ; : Concerning Oysters. Every oyster has a mouth, a heart, a liver, a stomach, besides many curiously deviged little intestines, and other necessary organs such as would be handy to a living, moving, intelli gent creature. The mouth is at the end of the shell, near the hinge, and adjoining the toothed portion of the oyster’'s pearly covering. . b

i The Reign | of King Leo § : | \ N = % \ By DENNIS H. STOVALL \ + (Copyright, by Shortstory Pub. Co.) “King, be a good boy till I return. Am going down to the club for a smoke and a game of pool.” Markley stroked the panther on the thick, furry neck, and closed the door of its box. . Then he donned his coat and hat and left the office. Markley was a timber cruiser, and his business carried him frequently into the Coast mountain forests. During one of his cruises into the primeval he came upon an old panther and cub. For his own safety he was obliged to shoot the old one. He dropped the cub into a canvas bag, which he swung to his saddle and brought down to the pass. i The young panther grew and waxed fat. He was early given the name of “King Leo,” or just “King,” for ,con-‘ venience. At the end of a year King was a full-grown panther, powerful as any mountain lion of the Coast range, and as playful and docile as a kitten. But he had an unpleasant habit of pouncing playfully upon every visitor to Markley’s office. It usually resulted in seating the visitor unceremoniously on the carpet. While it was King's method of welcoming guests, there were many who objected. | Hence, to prevent a complete

paralysis of business, Markley was Anally obliged to chain King during the day, keeping him out on the flat roof of an adjoining building till night. Then he would bring him in, and the two would romp and roll about over ‘the floor. It was great sport for Markley. : Just across the hall from Markley’s rooms was the office of Tom Fetterly, whose hobby was goats—registered, ‘high-bred goats—with pedigrees that reached all the way from the Swiss mountains to Oregon. On the night that King was locked in his box, while his master played pool at the club, a high-priced, fancy goat was sleeping peacefully just across the hall. . etterly had found a buyer for his ;t lown in the Sacramento valley, and, as the animal was to be shipped that night, he gave the expressman a key to the office door, for Fetterly, too, was one of those who played pool at the club. ~ An hour before the ten o’clock Overland arrived, the deliveryman and an assistant groped down the long, dark ‘ hall and finally found a keyhole and a lock which responded to Fetterly’s key, and from the black darkness dragged a box to the express office, where it was set on the scales to be. weighed and entered on the route book, and tipped the beam at just 180 pounds. # iy ; “He's the heaviest goat that ever grew whiskers,” one man remarked as he glanced at the scales. When Preston, the express messenger; received the box, read the shipping directions, and essayed to comply with the request to give “an ample feed of hay two hours before delivery,” he said unprintable things. “A thing like this ought to go in a ' cattle car,” he declared. “I hit my bunk in half ah hour, and I won’t turn out at four in the morning to feed no blamed billy goat! You lunch now, Billy, or not at all!” i ! Pulling a big wisp of hay from a bale, he thrust it through an opening in the hox. “Here, Billy, wake up!” | At the fourth jab of Preston’s stick, 'a roar came from the box which trembled as if a small tornado were raging within. The messenger made five long backward steps and suffered five varieties of fear in as many seconds. l Then came a second and much loud‘er roar, a crash of splintered wood, ‘and the box flew apart like an eggi’shen when the hatched chicken steps { out. . : i There, in the full light of the car, Ihls great head held aloft, his long tail - swishing uneasily, his wide jaws apart, ‘and his sleek sides heaving with his quick breath, stood King Leo. For the lfirst time he felt the tingle of the hot blood of combat. -

Preston quickly sought refuge behind a stack of apple boxes, piled nearly to the ceiling at the rear end of the car, At the other end, just over his bunk, were his rifle and revolver; but the panther stood between. It was clearly evident to the messenger that. something was going to happen. King eyed the messenger suspiciously, gs if inclined to believe him responsible for the whole miserable blunder. - He stalked down the car, lifted himself to his haunches and sniffed the apple boxes. When he crouched as if to leap, Preston drew his knife, determined to die hard. But King suddenly changed his mind and, turning, strode majestically toward the other end. The messenger gave a long sigh of relief, When the panther reached the farther end of the car, the train came to an abrupt stop, with all brakes set. At the same instant there was a loud pounding on the side door of the express, the shouts of deep-voiced men, and a rattle of pistol shots. o “Open up here!” commanded a voice ‘at the door. Both the messenger and the panther were silent to the command. “Open up, and be quick about it or we’ll dynamite the car!” Preston understood. The train was in the hands of highwaymen. The robbers were after the express money, and were, no doubt, aware of the big shipment of gold in the safe. It dawned upon him that the _pagither was in the plot. It was an ingenious, scheme to get him off his guard. “Open the door!” the voice commanded a third time. Then followed a low murmur of preparation, the scratch of a match on the car wall and the scurrying of heavy feet. In a moment there was a terrific crash, the flying of splintered timber and broken iron, a confusion of express packages and bundles, and the dense smoke of burned powder. : - Louder and more terrible than the explesion of the dynamite was the roar of King. Wounded and bruised, he raged up and down from end to end of the car. Preston was madly

endeavoring to extricate himself from beneath the pile of apple boxes. ‘A ragged hole was blown in the car, and through this a voice of command came: “Toss out the money box or we’ll come in after it!” " A messenger’s sworn duty is to protect the treasure intrusted to him. The bronze badge on Preston’s jacket was proof that he had been tried and was not found wanting. The: knowledge that the express safe was in danger drove all fear of the panther from the messenger’s niind. He squirmed from beneath the heap of boxes and waded through the litter of packages and bundles to the front end of the car. Midway he passed King, but the great cat was too intent upon the hole in the car to notice Preston. “Crawl in, Bill,” said a voice, and | a masked face appeared through the | hole. King leaped across the car and struck with both paws at the intruder, ' There was a howl of pain, and the man ° dropped heavily from the hole. King crouched to one side, roaring madly. ! Preston found his rifle and stuck the barrel through the iron-barred window. Two men were standing near the train, popping their revolvers pro; miscuously to keep curious heads inside car windows. The messenger leveled his rifle and fired three shots. Again King roared as he, furiously awaited the second appearance of the masked face. But it did not appear. The reception given the one man who was rash enough to attempt an entrance was not desired by any of his comrades. Confused by the roar of the unknown monster and the rifle fire .from the

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I A QUESTION OF HONOR. o (AR OAB — 2 Z - B S RANTR SN = - 2 77 Tast ‘ YD V 5 : 3 (T o o s L ! (‘ na Mother—Willie, you wicked boy! You haven’t kept your word. You promised you would never steal jam, ‘and here I find you at it again. Willie—Well, it's no worse than you. You said you were going out this evening, and if you had kept your word you wouldn’t have found me stealing jam.

Cow Gave 30 Pounds of Butter a Day. In the clfol blue dusk it was pleasant for the city man to. watch the pretty milkmaids milking. The cows stood very quiet in the farmyard, cons tentedly chewing the cud. The only sound was the metallic swish of the white milk jets into the pails. “Jersey cows is the best butter yielders,” the farmer resumed. “The record yield is 945 pounds in a year. The record is held by the celebrated Jersey Eurotiama. “Holsteins is the best milk givers, but the butter in the Holsteln milk ain’t so abundant. The Holstein milk record is 123 pounds in two days. “The two-day butter record is held by Daisy, an Australian Jersey. She yielded 71 pounds—over 30 pounds of butter a day. “When you consider such yields you don’t wonder that good Jersey or Holstein stock fetches fancy figgers—that Jersey or Holstein bulls fetch from $5,000 to $10,000.” : His Objection. | “What is your objection to a man who tries to seem bigger than his par ty?” asked the political amateur. : ~ “He’s too much like a man trying ta look at himself through a microscope,” answered Senator Sorghum. “Not only is the effort ineffectual, but the attitude is grotesque.”—Washington Star,

IT PAYS TO PUT HAY - - AND ALFALFA UNDER COVER

- From experiment station reports and from the experience of farmers, the writer concludes that the ordinary loss of hay stored’ in a shed will be, on the average, ten per cent. less than that of hay stacked out of doors. A shed large enough to store 70 tons of alfalfa will cost about $420. Ten per cent. of 70 tons of alfalfa hay, at ten dollars per tonm, is $7O. If the hay is stacked it must, as a rule, be handled twice in feeding it, while if stored in the shed or barn, one handling may get it to the live stock. The extra handling of the hay will cost at- least 50 cents per ton, or $35 dollars. Again, many leaves are shattered by the extra handling, which may easily reduce the feeding value of the hay 50 cents per tons, which makes another loss of $35; or the shed would save $l4O a year. At this rate the orginal cost of the shed will have been paid for in three years, and a good shed ought to last 15 or 20 years. | - On -a stock farm it will usually be advisable to build a combination hay and feeding shed. This may consist simply of a main shed for hay with lean-tos for the stock; feeding mangers should be built on one or more sides of the hayshed, into which the ihhy may be thrown. The lean-tos

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may be closed or opem at the sides and ends, a$ desired. Forty-eight feet to 60 feet long, 24 feet wide, and 16 feet to the eaves are good dimensions for a single shed, and 2 shed 48x24x16 should hold about 60 tons of well-settled hay, or the annual crop from 12 or 15 acres of good alo ;\_ : : ,/4’" - -‘\\ ' ,—?/Q—: L 44,\,‘_\ ; /4 N Y 7 ‘\’ SeEee—sT W ’ l \ : . ' 3 i a, Fo | / : t \%// /] k¢ 8. i > asmony/ e Fig 2.—Showing Plan of Construction of End Section, General Plan of Bracing for Middle Sections. falfa land. A pair of such sheds may be built end to end with a driveway between them, the roof being continuous. The hay should be taken in at

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the end of each shed by a hay fork and carrier. . f

A hay shed should be well braced and strongly constructed. The system of long braging, such as is shown in the dccomp#nying figures, gives great rigidity and strength, and is preferable to the method of short bracing commonly practiced. The short braces easily work loose and the shed soon becomes “rickety” aad unsafe and is apt to blow .over in a strong wind. The roof should be strongly constructed and securely fastened to the posts. Galvanized iron or steel roofing makes a durable roof covering, and the same material may be used td siding. It is advisable to side haysheds, at least part of’ the way down, otherwise there may be considerable damage from driving rain and snow. If the hay is stored a bent at a time, the side protection is not so necessary, but if the plan is practiced of spreading the hay from a single cutting over the whole avea of the shed, some side protection from driving rains during the summer should be given.

Figures 1, 2 3 and 4 illustrate the plan of construction of an alfalfa shed which the writer recently built at his home farm on College Hill, near the

Use More Fertilizers.—Most of our farmers should use more fertilizers than they do, even if they have to go into the general market and buy ground phosphate rock, and commercial nitrogen. Fertilizers, whether from the barn yard or from the various sources from which the commercial kinds are brought, will often far more than pay for themselves the first and second years. There is left in the soil a surplus of non-available fertilizer rhi&qcomes ‘available }eu‘ by year in small quantities. This sur

Agricultural college. The shed is 48x24x1815 feet. or about 17 feet high in the clear from the floor or ground wall\s to the eaves. The plan of construction of this shed may be readily understood from the illustrations. The B T N LI ITTITTIL I 1T ]} e . IS T T TLT T Vew swowme NLLTTITIIINIIILI LELL L 1) ewremsron rom N T CITXI T iy r 111} & '!-11111111i.1'1.1-1.1.1-: NAY CARWIER. .‘--1.1.1.1.;.1'.: LTI T | NI Ty “I-1.--.1.1.1-l---.--I-l.l‘ ; 76" 44 Brsce ro'nw = : } / _/? : FRew commem nm‘_l‘.‘o' } 1 Fig. 4.—Section of Roof, Showing ; Extension for Hay-Carrier Track and Plan for Bracing Roof. ; o floor walls average about 18 inches in sheight andzare made of loosely jlaid rccks which were near at hand. *The posts were set in cement, which was rounded at the surface about the posts in order to shed water. The floor of

the shed consists of loosely laid poles —young trees that were being drubbed in clearing a neighboring piece of land. The posts are white oak trees, averaging about seven inches in diameter at the top and ten to twelve inches at the base. The frame timbers and braces were fastened to the posts with lag-screws and were usually bolted together rather than nailed—some nails were used along with the bolts. The roof is braced as.shown in Fig. 4, and securely tied to the frame by braces at each post, as shown in the plans, and each rafter was securely nailed to the plate. : : : * The hay-carrier track is attached to a 2xlo ridge timber for the first 16 feet and to a 2xB for the remaining 36 feet, the 2xlo extending four feet over the end of the shed, from which the fork is lowered to the load. The ends of the rafters are flush with the top edge of the Tidge timber and are securely nailed. : When built, this shed was left open, but it will be sided this season with boards to within four feet of the floor, at an estimated cost of about $B6. * A fairly accurate account was' kept of the material and labor required to bulld this shed. Most of the labor was done by unskilled' workmen, an

experfi carpenter being hired only several days while framing the shed. The cost of this shed may be stated as follows: " 10 long posts and 4 short posts, in- . cluding labor of cutting and BAUMDE iiiiiiviiiicisisneiisrseriva BIDUB Lumber for frame and roof ........ 66.73 1,850 sq. ft. galvanized steel roofing, : at $4.15, including ridge r 011........ $89.50 Bolts and Ballll- - ... i 800 Lime, cement, sand, etC.....ccceeee.. 9.80 Poles for DOLLOIN ....uiiceecricsarvescss - 6.00 Construction labor, including carpenter work, setting of posts in cement, laying walls, etc.........c..... 817 Palnting 1000 00, viiiiicarssviaes 28.00 Hay-fork, pulleys, track, -carrier, cOMPIeta ol i i i sieirena SLID Siding, estimated cost of labor and lUMDET ceivecenrerenccencssnecsesnssnse 86.60 Total ....;.’..................._..........8417.63 This is a strong and durable shed, and was built at a relatively low cost, yet on the average farm it might be built at an even less cost than given above. Considering the saving in hay and labor which may result from shed: ding alfalfa, compared with the actual cost of building, every farmer who has ten ‘acres or more of alfalfa should build a hayshed. - :

Ducks and Drakes—At least two drakes to 12 ducks is 'the right proportion and if there are less the eggs are doubtful.

plus fertilizer is all profit. However, no farmer should buy fertilizers without making a study of the kinds that are being sold in the markets and getting all the information on: them possible, for some of the brands being sold are of low quality and cost more than they are worth, when compared with other fertilizers that might be secured. : ' : The Cackling Hen~—~The hen that cackles loudest and longest doesn't always lay the most eggs. - |

AND A WOMAN’S WORK O i O | 4 4 o —\\‘ *\\\ 3 e 2 ‘ ‘lfit\ <AN \% XU~ 2N O , LYDIA E. PINKHAM _Nature and a woman’s work combined have produced the grandest remedy for woman’s ills that the world has ever known. ‘ : | In the good old-fashioned days of ' our grandmothers they relied tgxm _ | the roots and herbs of the field to cure disease and mitigate suffering. The Indians ‘on our Western Plains to-day can produce roots and herbs for every ailment, and cure diseases that baffle the most skilled - physicians who have spent years in . the study of drugs. ! From the roots and herbs of tka | fleld Lydia E. Pinkham more thawn . thirty years ago gave to the women ' of theworld a remedy for their pe- . culiar ills, more potent and efficai cious than any combination of drugs. Lydia E.. Pinkham’s Vegetable | Compound is now recognized as the ! standard remedy for woman’s ills. | _ Mrs. Bertha Muff, of 515 N.C. St Louisiana, Mo., writes: ¢ Complete restoration to health means so much to me that for the sake - | of other suffering women I am willing \ to make my troubles public. i “‘Fortwelve years I had been suffer- { ing with the worst forms of female ills. | During that time I had eleven different | physicians without help. No tongue | can tell what I suffered, and at times I ‘ could hardly walk. About two years ago I wrote Mrs. Pinkham for advice. '~ ! I followed it, and ean truly say that Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and Mrs. Pinkham’s advice restored health and strength. It is worth mountains of gold to suffering Fwomen.” - What Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege- | table Compound did for Mrs. Muff, | it will do for other suffering women. 5 A GOOD OLD FRIEND. l f‘ . "7“14 Z | F QA , i ‘ 2 / 553 e ":‘_‘ < (== ',,,,/,—- W \ e e = } |i@ %fé The Gumpot—Well, you fellows cam , say what you like about the editor. For my part, I always stick up for him. - TRIPP COUNTY, S. D. : Government Land Opening. : The government openihg of a million acres of fine ‘.agricultural and ' grazing lands will pfobably occur about ; Oct. Ist. The Rosebud extension of ! The Chicago & North Western Ry. is | the only railway reaching these lands, and Dalias; S. D., is the xailway terminus and the only town on the reservation border. The U. S. land office . will probably be located there. Pamphlets describing this land and how te secure a quarter section homestead, free on application to W. B. Kniskern, P.T. M., C. & N. W. Ry.; Chicago, L % Those Men! “F went into the office looking like a fright,” said the woman. *“I dida't | have a chance to straighten my hat or pat my hair or anything. lahad_ intended to primp going’up in the elevator, but there was a man standing before each mirror twirling his’ mustache and I couldn’t even get a peep at myself.” e Lewis’ Single Binder Cigar has a rich taste. Your dealer or Lewis’ Factory, Peoria, 111. 2 A man must stand erect, not be kept erect by others.—Marcus Aurelius. Curestired Uri'f m@,fl’ng‘rm’:etr:sc. Trial package :xe?s&s.‘(?fxm;g&f'l?xoy. N.Y. : Greatness and goodness are mot means, but ends.—Coleridge. - . Winslow" > o e leote sorcns th P ol flammation, aliays _cln-vhdeouc. Scabotiie. < It doesn’t pay to borrow trouble evem on a friend’s account.

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