Rensselaer Republican, Volume 24, Number 11, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 November 1891 — Page 3

BY-BY EGYPT.

A —• ? .0 A Sail Over the Waters Over Which St. Paul Sailed. Beautiful Earthly Scenery—Place of Celestial Landscapes—History Classi- . -eally Recited. Rev. Dr. Talmage preached at Brooklyn last Sunday. The Doctor took two texts: Acts xxi, 3, ‘ ‘When we had discovered Cyprus we left it on the left hand;’ 7 and Revelations i. 9, ‘ ‘I, John * * * was in the isle that is called Patmos.” Good-by Egypt! Although interesting and instructive beyond any country in the world, except the Holy Land, Egypt was tome somewhat depressing. It was a postmortemexamination of cities that died 4,000 years ago. The mummies, or wrapped-up bodies of the dead, were prepared with reference to the resurrection day, the Egyptians departing this life wanting their bodies to be’kept in as good a condition sa possible so they wonlrl be presenta ble when they were called again to occupy them. But if when Pharaoh comes to resurrection he finds bis body looking as I saw his mummy in the Museum at Boulac his soul will become an unwilling tenant. The Sphinx also was to me astern monstrosity, a statue carved out of rock of red granite 62 feet high and about 143 feet long, and having the head of a man and the body of a lion.We sat down in the sand of the African desert to study it. With a cold smile it has looked down upon thousands of years of earthly history— Egyptian civilization, Grecian civilization, Roman civilization; upon the rise and fall of thrones innumerable; the victory and defeat of the armies of centuries. It took 3,000 years to make one wrinkle on its red cheek. It is dreadful in its stolidity. Its eyes have never wept a tear. Its cold ears have not listened to the groans of the Egyptian nation, the burden of. which I tried to weigh last Sabbath. Its heart is stone. It cared not for Pliny when he measured it in the first century. It will care nothing for the man who looks into its imperturble countenanceiu the last century. But Egypt will yet come up to the glow of life. The Bible promises it. The missionaries Jlike my friend, good and great Dr. Lansing, are sounding a resurrection trumpet above those slain empires. There will be some other Joseph at Memphis. There will be some other Mo-< ses on the Nile. There will be some other Hypatia to teach good morals to the degraded. • Instead of a destroying angel to slay the first-born of Egypt, the angel of the New Testament will shake everlasting life from his wings over a nation born in a day. Good-bye, Egypt! This sermon finds us on the steamer Minerva in the Grecian archipelago, the islands of the New Testament, and islands Paulinian and Johannian in their reminiscences. W T hat Bradshaw’s directory is to travelers in Europe, and what the railroad guide is to travelers-in America, the Book of the Acts in the Bible is to voyagers in the Grecian, or, as I shall call it, the Gospel Archipelago. The Bible geography of that region is accurate without a shadow of mistake. We are sailing this morning on the same waters that Paul sailed, but in the opposite direction to that which Paul voyaged. He was sailing southward and we northward. With him it was: Ephesus, Coos, Rhodes, Cyprus. With us it is reversed, and it is: Cyprus, Rhodes, Coos, Ephesus. There is no book in the world so accurate as the Divine Book. My text says that Paul left Cyprus on the left; we. going in the opposite direction, have.it on the right. On our ship Minerva were only two or three passengers beside our party, so we had plent y of room to walk the deck, and oh, what a night was Christmas night of 1889 in that Grecian Archipelago —islands of light above, islands of beauty beneath! It is a royal family of islands, this Grecian Archipelago; the crown of the world’s scenery set with sapph•re and emerald and topaz and chrys prasus, and ablaze with a glory that seems let down out of celeMial landscapes. God evidently made up his mind that just here he would demonstrate the utmost that can be done with islands for the beautification of earthly scenery. Questions of tariff, questions of silver bill, questions of republic or monarchy, have not so much to do with a nation’s temporal welfare as question’s of religion. Give Cyprus to Christ, give England to Christ, give America to Christ, give the world to Christ, and He will give them all a prosperity unlimited. Why is Brooklyn one of the qneen cities of the earth? Because it is the queen city of churches. Blindfold , me and lead me into any city of the earth so that I cannot see a street or a warehouse or a home, and then lead me into the churches and then remove the bandage from my eyes and I will tell you from what I* see inside the consecrated walls, having seen nothing Outside, what is that city’s merchandise, its literature, its schools, its printing presses, its government, its homes, its arts, its sciences, its prosperity or its depression, and ignorance, and pauperism and outlawry. The altar of God in the church is the high-water mark of the world s happiness. h Night came down on land and sea and the voyage became to ipe more and more suggestive and solemn. If you are pacing it aloye, a ship’s deck in the darkness and at sea is a weird place aud an active imagination may

conjure u{f almost any shappne will, and it shall walk the sea or confront him by the smokestack, or meet him under the captain's bridge. But here I was alone on ship's deck in the Gospel and do you wonder that the sea was populous with the past, and that down the ratlines Bible memories descended? Our friends had all gone to their berths. “Captain,” I said, when will we arrive at the island of Rhodes?” Looking out from under his glazed cap be responded in a sepulchral voice: “About midnight.” This island has had a wonderful history. With 6,000 Knights of St. John, it at one time stood out against 200,000 warriors under “Solymon the Magnificent.” The city had 3,000 statues and a statue to Apollo called Colossus, which has always since been considered one of the seven wonders of the world. It was twelve years in building and was seventy cubits high, and had a winding stair to the top. It stood fifty-six years, and then was prostrated by an earthquake. After lying in ruins for ni n e hundred years it was purchased to be converted to other uses, and the metal, weighing 720,000 pounds, was put on 900 camels and carried away. We were not permittee! to go ashore, but the lights all up and down the hills show where the city stands, and nine boats came out to take the freight and to bring three passengers. Yet all the thousands of years of its history are eclipsed by the few hours or days that Paul stopped there. As I stood there on the deck of the Minerva, looking out on the place where the Colossus once stood, “Ibethought myself of the fact that the world must have a god of some kind. ; A few cypresses and inferior olives pump a living out of the earth, and one palm tree spreads its foliage. But the barrenness and gloom, and loneliness of the island made it a prison for the prison banished Evan- ? elist. Domitian could not stand is ministry, and one day, under armed guard, that minister of the gospel stepped from a tossing boat to these dismal rocks, and walked up to the dismal cavern which was to be his home, and the place where should pass before him all the conflicts of coming time and all the raptures of a coming eternity. Is it not remark able that nearly all the great revelations of music and poetry, and religion have been made to men in banishment—Homer and Milton banished in blindness; Beethoven banished into deafness; Dante writing his Divina Commedia during the nineteen years of banishment from his native land; Victor Hugo writing his Les Miserables exiled from home and country O n the island of Guernsey, and the brightest visions of the future have been given to those who by sickness or sorrow were exiled from the outer world into rooms of suffering. Only those who have been imprisoned by very hard surroundings have had great revolutions made to them. So Patmos, wild, chill and bleak and terrible, was the best island in all the Archipelago, the best place in all the earth for divine revelations. Before a panorama can be successfully seen the room in which you sit must be darkened; and in the presence of John was to pass such a panorama as no man ever saw before or will ever see in this world, Jand hence the gloom of his surroundings was a help rather than a kinderance. i All the surroundings of the place affected St. John’s imagery when he speaks of heaven. St. John, hungry from enforced abstinence, or haying no food except that at which his appetite revolted, thinks of heaven ;and as the famished man is apt to dream of bountiful tables covered with luxuries, St. John says of the inhabitants of heaven. “They shall hunger no more.” Scarcity of fresh water on Patmos and the hot tongue of St. John’s thirst leads him to admire hoaven as he says, “They shall thirst no more. ” Again the panorama passes before the cavern of Patmos, and John the exile sees a mounted Christ on a snow-white charger leading forth the cavalry of heaven, the long line of white chargers galloping through the scene, the clattering of hoofs, the clinking of bridle-bits, and the flash of spears,all the earth conquered and all heaven in doxology And we halt again to rest from the spectacle. Again the panorama passes before the cavern of Patmos, and John the exile sees great thrones lifted, thrones of iflartyrs, thrones of apostles, thrones of prophets, of patriarchs, and a throne higher than all on which Jesus sits, and ponderous books are opened, their leaves turned over, revealing the names of all that have ever lived, the good and the bad, the renowned and the humble, the mighty and the weak, and at the turn of every leaf the unUer&e is in rapture or fright, and the sea empties its sarcophagus of all the dead of the sunken shipping, and the earth gives way and the heavens vanish. Again we rest a moment from the spectacle. The panorama moves on before the cavern of Patmos, and John the exile beholds A city of gold, and a river more beautiful than the Hudson or the Rhine rolls through it, and fruit trees bend their burdens on either bank, and all is surrounded by walls in which the upholstery of autumnal forests, and the sunrises and sunsets of all the ages, and th& glory of burning worlds seem to be commingled. And the inhabitants never breathe a sigh, or utter a groan, or discuss a difference, or frown a dislike, tor weep a tear. The fashion i they wear is pure white, and their I heads are encircled by garlands, and | they who were sick are well, and 1 they who were old are voung, and

they who were bereft a*e reunite I. And as the last figure of that panorama rolled out sight I think t iat John must have fa Jen back into his cavern, nerveless and exhaust Too much was it for naked eye to 1 >ok at. Too much was it for human strength to experience. My friends, I would not wonderaf you should have a very similar vision after a while. You will be through with this world, its cares and fatigues and struggles, aud if you have served the Lord and have done the best you could I should not wonder if your dying bed were a Patmos. It has often been so. I was reading of a dying boy who, while the family stood around sorrowfully expecting each breath to be the last, cried, “Open the gates! open the gates! Happy! Happy!” John Owen said in his last hour to his attendant, “Oh, Brother Payne, the long-wished for day is come at last!” Rutherford in the closing moment of his life cried out. ‘ T shall shine, I shall see Him as He is, and all the fair company with Him, and shall also have my large share. I have got the victory. Christ is holding forth His arms to embrace me. Now I feel! Now I enjoy! Now Ire joice! I feed on manna, I have angels’ food. My eyes will see my Redeemer. Glory, glory dwelleth in Imuafernuel’s land.” Yes, 10,000 times in the history of the world has the dying bed been made a Patmos. The time will come when you will be exiled to your last sickness as much as John was exiled to Patmos. You will go into your room not to come put again, for God is going to do something better and grander and happier for.you than IL has ever yet done! There will be such visions let down to your pillow as God gives to no man if he is ever to return to this .. tame world. The apparent feeling of uneasiness and restlessness at-the time of the Christian’s departure, the physicians say, is caused by no real distress. It is an unconscious and involuntary movement, and I think in many cases it is the vision of heavenly gladness too great for mortal endurance. It is only heaven breaking in on the departing spirit. You see your work will be done, and the time for yosr departure will be at hand, and there will be wings over you and wings under you, and your old father and mother gone for years, will descend into the room, and your children, whom you put away for the last sleep years ago, will be at your side, and their kiss will be on your foreheads, and you will see gardens in full bloom, and the swinging open of shining gates, and will hear voices long ago hushed. In many a Christian departure that you have known and I have known, there was in the phraseology of the departing ones something that indicated the reappearance of those long deceased. It is no delirium, no delusion, but a supernal fact.... Your glorified loved ones will hear that you arc about to come and they will say in heaven: “May I go down to show that soul the way up? May Ibe the celestial escort? May I wait for that soul at the edge of the pillow?” And the Lord will say; Yes, you may fly down on that mission.” And I think all your glorified kindred will come down, and they will be in the room, and although those in health standinground you may hear no voice, and see no from the heavenlyworld, you will see and hear. Anu the moment the fleshy bond of the soul shall break, the cry will be. “Follow me! Up this way! By this gilded cloud apast these' stars straight for home, straight for glory, straight for God!” As on that day in the Grecian ArchL ~gelago, Patmos began to fade out of sight. I walked to the stern of the ship in order that I might keep my eye on the enchantment as long as I could and the voice, that sounded out of heaven to John the exile in the cavern on Patmos seemed sounding in the waters that dashed against the side of our ship. “Behold the tabernacle of God is with meu and He will dwell with, them and they shall be His people and God himseft shall be with them and be their God. and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall fg> no more death, neither sorrow or prying, neither shall there be any more pain, for the former things arc passed away.”

All SORTS.

Mrs. M. H. Hotchkiss, of Lakeville, Ct., has given seventy-five acres of land and $275,000 to found a preparatory school for Yale College. Associate Justice Stephen J. Field, who has been in poor health for soim time, has so far recovered that he ex pects to return to the bench this month. Mrs. George J. Gould, who was .Miss Edith Kingdom is a careful am economical house-keeper. She is ; good cook, and frequently makes ho. children’s clothes. Mr. Spurgeon signed the abstin ence pledge in 1860. Unfermente< wine has been used at the common ion service at the Metropolitan Tab ernacle for several years. Miss Mary Snow is superintended of schools in Bangor, and it is genqr ally admitted that she is more* corn petent to fill the post than any ma: who ever held it. For a bad burn or scald takeswee oil, mix info it pulverized red chai and white lead, and with a featho anoint the wound. Do hot '.kcrat i I the sore while it is healing or it will 1 leave a scar.

FARMS AND FARMERS.

Chicago Inter Ocean. FARM INSTITUTES. Slowly yet surely has a change come over the spirit, and philosophy of American agriculture. The farmer’s life and the distinctive methods of his business have been passing through a process of evolution, notably with the past decade. The object and purpose of this evolution is to intellectualize the farmer. Hitherto he has measured his business, mainly from the stand point of hard work, rather than hard thinking. The natural result has been that he has had more crude labor to sell than skilled effort. Skill is always and invariably the product of close thinking. The farm institute has been one of the great moving agencies in this process of evolution. Its first developement was seen in the agitation of the dairy industry. The dair farmers, at an early date, saw the value of meeting in conventions" and enriching each others judgment of practical dairy work on farm and in factory by clear sharp discussions. As a consequence the dairy industry has acquired organization, knowledge and strength beyond comparison with any other farm interest. No other product is as free from the control and combination of large capital as the product of the cow. By meeting in conventions, they learned to work together. Out of this grew dairy boards of trade, in which the dairy farmers were taught the processes that attend the shipment of butter and cheese clear to the consumer in Europe. By virtue of this knowledge they have retained vqry largely the control of the market. Surely knowledge is power. Seeing all this, how such grand results in the education and destiny of the dairy farmer had come from 'the holding of dairy institutes ; how he had become broadened in the intellect, and persuaded to put thought, judgment and skill where only crude, unthinking labor existed before the earnest friends of American agriculture believed that the same force would help the general farmer. It has done so grandly. Out of the farm institute has come a marvelous quickening of the farm intellect of the whole United States and Canada. Great lessons are yet to be learned in these farm schools. Here, better than elsewhere, will.ythe farmer learn that farming is not a hereditary business. That being born on a farm is just as good for the lawyer, doctor, merchant or editor as it is for the farmer. That to be successful in farming in these days a man must use his brain more than his hands; he must think out his task before he works it out. That if he would win the respect of the rest of society he must first master the principles of his profession. Every true farmer should uphold and advocate the farm institute. HOWTO MAINTAIN FERTILITY. There has never been a time in the history of American agriculture when as much good, honest thought was directed to the question of fertility as new. Western farmers, as a rule, have been living off the stored up fertility of the ages before settlement. But small crops and low prices haV# opened their eyes to the fact that they were burning the candle at both ends. Consequently we hear the question, “Men and b.’eth! ren, what shall we do to be saved” from the effects of our past folly? a great deal more than we used to. That is encouraging. The abandoned farms of Vermont and other New England States have come to their fallen estate through bad farming and a blind waste of -fertility-. The same fate will come sooner or later to the Western farmer unless he takes warning in time. A writer in the Rural New Yorker of August 15 gives some good advice on the question of crop management so as to strengthen a neglected farm. There is much of sound wisdom and good farming in the article. He says:

The chemical fertilizers and clover sod are not used in the same season, but each fills a place in the rotation. Starting this rotation on the farm described in these articles, the ground would be plowed and fertilized heavily with chemical manured in the drill. The potatoes would be dug early and the ground fitted for wheat and seeded with that grain and timothy. In the spring clover would be sowed. After the wheat crop had been harvested two years’ crops of grass would be cut. After haying the second year all the sthble manure on the place would be hauled out and spread over the grass sod. This causes a large second crop to grow, die, and rot down. In the spring the whole mass of grass, manure, anfl sod, with what other manure had been made on the place, would be plowed under and fined up for the corn crop. The next year, after the corn, the ground would again be planted iu potatoes, with another heavy dressing of fertilizer. The clover sod and the fertilizer do not come exactly together therefore —there is one season between them. The corn plant feeds on the sod and the manure plowed into the ground-. The substance it leaves in the soil is not unlike the manure made by an animal feCd on hay. The animal takes a portion of the nutriment in the hay to make growth ahd sustain /life, or provide milk, or perform iwork. What is left of the food passes away as manure in much the same condition as the grass and sod that have been acted upon by the heat. Trost, water, and the roots of the corn plants. By adding grain to the Jhay fed to animals more of the nutriment is passed away in the man-

ure, which is consequently made richer, and by adding soluble chemicals to the decayed sod the plantfood for the potatoes is perfected. Much of the objection that some farmers have for chemical fertilizers arises from the fact that they do not stop to consider that the elements that make stable manure “rich" are precisely the same as are found in fertilizers. Mitrogen, phosphoric acid, and potash are the substances that give value to both. The solid parts of stable manure . are undigested food, the forces that have acted upon them being little or no stronger than the air, heat, cold, and moisture that work over the sod in the field. The plant food in liquid manures is digested and ready for immediate use. So is that in highgrade fertilizers, being found either in naturally soluble compounds or in substances that have been acted upon by powerful acids. The decayed sod, therefore, is stronger than manure made from hay, while the chemicals are more soluble than the undigested grain in the stable manure.

HOW TO COMPOUND A RATION. These are the days “so long foretold" when the close practical work of the experiment station is driving guess work out of farming, and men are beginning to hunt for a reason for the hope that is within them. Quite naturally the methods practiced at the stations involve the use of somewhat scientific terms, but the meaning of these terms are simple enough when understood. A revolution has taken place in the art of feeding animals, and we hear a great deal about compounding a well-baL anced ration and about figuring out the nutritive ratio of different foods. Men who have not made such things a study feel confused, and no doubt get discouraged in the work of determining theiy course under such direotions. The other day Mr. Munson, in a New York meeting, spoke a few plain words on this subject which are worthy of wide reading. He said: “It may be we shall be forced to buy some food in order to proper ly balance the ration for our animals. For instance: I have timothy hay, wheat, straw, and some corn; what shall I add, and in what proportion? I must first know what the chemical constituents are of the foods 1 have and those I am to buy to intelligently compound them. These constituents may be known by addressing a postal card to any of our experiment stations and asking for a bulletin giving the information. By refer ence to that I can easily determine what I must add to my straw, hay and corn, because I know that a good dairy ration should be as Ito 5. If we can learn this ourselves we shall not be under the necessity of writing to one of the agricultural papers or to the chemist of some station every time we want to make a change in our feeding rations. Besides, we shall find it much more satisfactory and much cheaper.

THE HOG SUPPLY.

The government report of Sept. 1 estimates that in the twelve States having a surplus of hogs above what is needed for home consumption the average number is 90.6 per cent, as compared with 100 per cent, a year ago and the average of the entire country is 93.6. FIELD AND STOCK NOTES. Colonel J. B. Power, of Helendale Stock Farm, TST. D,, estimates that-it costshim 125 to raise a 3-year-old colt, which at that age is worth from SIOO to $ 125. Colonel Power is noted for the thorough system with which all of his farm operations are conducted. Is it not a great deal easier to destroy the weeds in stubble fields and vacated garden beds before they ripen seeds, than to fight them in the growing crops? There is a world of meaning and useful suggestion in this question. When we see the merits of somebody’s “bitters” blazoned all over a barn, we conclude that the barn belongs to a farm that will not bring its value in the market. So writes the editor of a leading agricultural journal. Why? Because, in our view, that sign does not indicate neatness, enterprise and thrift—and we know that there are thousands who feel the same way.—New York Voice. Why should rye sown among corn at the last cultivation be called a “robber” crop? asks a writer tn the New York Tribune. Its growth in the shade of corn of average growth will be too weak until the com is cut and cool, damp weather becomes the rule, for it to be able to injure the corn; and, as to the soil, it gathers and saves for it, instead of robbing it. In the mild, moist fall weather nitrification goes on most rapidly; and, unless there are growing plants stretching their roots all through; there is danger of great and final loss of much of the soils contents of nitrogen. The rye saves this, besides affording so much and so convenient an addition of choice pasturage and leaving 1 the ground much better qualified for nourishing and favoring by its texture the next year’s crop, especially if the ground is clayey and stiff. <t An “Indiana Farmer” correspondent of the New York Tribune thinks the millers make too much* money on each bushel of wheat they bpy of the farmers, and he puts the matter in the following rather vivid light: “Twenty years ago the farmer went to the mill, got his grain ground, and from good wheat received 40 to 42 lbs. of flour for each bushel, with a good proportion of bran and shorts. If he should exchange now he would get 25 to 35 lbs. of second grade flour, and IQ tbs

of bran dust. Now, if thg wheat fe not so good as formerly, as somd millers Claim, and it takes 62 or 63 lbs. for a bushel, why is it that they* do not give more of the bran,as they give less of the flour?” daisy questions. " . At the butter school held at Aurelius, N. Y., in 1890, the following questions were asked and answered by that veteran dairyman, the late Colonel F. D. Curtis: 1 ‘What causes the inequality in the* price of butter and cheese, when it takes nearly three tims as much milk to produce a pound of butter as a pound of cheese?" The supply and demand. It should not taka more than two and a half times as much milk to make a pound of butter as one of cheese. The value of the skim-milk must also be taken into the account, and the greatly diminished loss of nitrogen from the farm. In a ton of butter, 26 cents will cover the loss of fertility; while in a ton of cheese the amount of nitrogen, phosphoric acid, and potash is equal to about s2l. With so many poor; cows, it may take three times as' much milk for butter as for cheese,but this should not be. It is this! large amount of milk required to produce dairy products that loadsi down the business. We must baser the dairying of the future on more economic conditions. Another thing, which affects the butter market": In proportion, there is more poor butter than cheese, and this poor butter drags the market down. It is the poor butter that makes the market price. Buyers say: “We can get butter at such a price,” way down,, and the good butter is pulled down,' not the poor butter pulled down. “Why does rough treatment cause a cow to give less milk?” Because it produces nervous excitement, and the processes of nature crave their action and another set of animai forees are engaged, just as fright will cause us to stop breathing, or, we may lose the power of speech or other physical action, “Will excessive wet Weather cause a cow to give less milk?” Yes; as the grass growing rapidly will have an excess of water and be lacking in nutrition as to its bulk, and the cow fills up her stomach without a full food supply, just as green sowed and washy fodfcr corn has less than ten pounds of nutriment to the hundred, Last summer less butter waS made from grass alone than the year before. Under such circumstances some grain should be fed. It will always pay to feed grain when thd grass is over succulent. “Why do cows need more shelter than they did years ago?” Because of improved and refined blood, or because they are better bred, and being housed part of the time they feel the changes more. Besides our climatic changes are greater as we have less natural protection. In old times, as it is with the Indians, the weaklings -died young and only the stalwart survived. -r-t

* ‘ls there any difference in the richness of a cow’s milk as she grows older?” Up to the time of perfection probably not. After that it would not be as much nor as rich. The period of perfectionor maturity win vary with cows. When the turning point comes and a cow begins to fail, it is not profitable to keep her for the dairy. She may, however, be kept for a breeder. A cow will not fail with age simply, but her ability to eat ana masticate will be lessened. and also her ability to con vert food into the solids of milk. Old cows, as well as old people, should have very nutritious foods if they are expected to keep up their physical force. “What is the best summer food for cows?” Good grass, and, as a rule, penty of this, Is enough. In hot weather and in autumn it should be supplemented with bran and linseed meal, corn, oats or cottonseed meal. ‘’’Will stable cows make harder butter than cows at grass?” It depends upon the food they get. Dry and carbonaceous foods will make the hardest butter. “What causes a cow to lose her cud?” Sickness. The naturalprocesses are arrested for a time. When the normal conditions return 'dr the cow is relieved of her sickness she will resume eating and raise her cud, which she does at will, the rumen containing food. “In a herd of cows will they all produce the same results on the same food?” No; every cow has her indi« viduality. At the close of the school the visitors passed a series of resolutions of thunks, read by J. H. Baker, who aided his brother in making the school a success. One of the students, Miss Addie J. Ingram, rose and gave expression to the grateful appreciation of the school in a few well chosen and appropriate words.

Drunkenness in Blackshear.

I Blackshear Times. * We never saw as much drunkenness in Blackshear before as we did on last Saturday. It was hogs. Early in the morning Ide Harper emptied several large barrels ol grape hulls, from which he had made ' wine, out in the rear of his store. It wasn’t long till the swine began te gather to it like bees to a bait, and the consequences were that late in the afternoon almost ever hog in town was drunk. They stood about the streets with their snouts down on the ground, their legs standing out on either side like bench legs, and sound asleep.

Two Fast.

Brooklyn Life. He—Will you marry me, Eveline! She-Sirl— He—Rejected again! She—Tainly. 1 only wanted to sei whether you were in earnest or not