Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 21, Number 22, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 December 1899 — Page 3

The Sea King.

ROMANCE OF THE WAR OF 1812.-^®

CHAPTER 111. It was evening again upon the shores o t the Delaware; the last rosy bar of light had sunk down the western heaven, and the young moon was gliding along the sky like a silver bark upon some sleeping ocean. A solitary being, prompted by his own innate love of loneliness and meditation, had sallied out to enjoy the balmy night air, and indulge in the hopes and fears of his wild fevered fancy, and now stood upon a small wharf that jutted into the Delaware, some distance below the city. In those days it was not unusual* to see whole squadrons of beautiful vessels in all the harbors of the United States, it being then late in the year eighteen hundred and twelve, a period when our seamen, emboldened by the success of the frigate Constitution, over her opponent, the Guerriere, had commenced fitting out privateers to sdour every sea upon the habitable globe; but a more symmetrical and graceful ship than the one that lay upon the water before him our hero thought he had never seen. While he was yet gazing upon this beautiful specimen of naval architecture he heard a slight rustle behind him, and, on turning to ascertain its cause, he discovered that he was not alone. A tall figure, enveloped in the folds of a Spanish cloak, stood beside him. “We have a lovely night, sir,” exclaimed the stranger. “Charming, indeed, sir,” replied Harry Sutherland, taking in the stranger’s form with a glance. “The mildness of our autumn almost repays us for the severity of our winters.” “I suppose so,” said the stranger, “though it is some time since I have spent a winter in this climate. I find it always uncomfortable upon the American toast, except when the sun is in his northern declination. But, sir, I think you have a constitution admirably adapted to a warmer climate than this.” “Why so?” asked Henry, somewhat astonished. “You bore the heat last night with apparent composure,” replied the stranger, with a smile, while our hero was somewhat surprised at being recognized. “Were you not looking at yon dipper built ship when I came up?” asked the former, after a pause, during which Harry Sutherland had more than once observed his companion, hoping to detect in him some acquaintance. “I was indeed admiring her when you arrived.” “And think her pretty?” “Beautiful beyond all rivalry; never have 1 seen a vessel so perfectly symmetrical in every part,” said the youth. “You can form but an imperfect idea of her beauties at this distance, with so little light to aid you,” said the stranger; “but if you have a curiosity to examine her more closely, it will make me happy to offer you the opportunity. I command that ship; my boat will be here in a moment —see, she comes even now—and I will be glad of your company on board.” In another moment the boat was sweeping rapidly toward the ship. Nothing further passed between them until their arrival alongside. Harry Sutherland being too much engaged in admiring the delicate beauty of the little vessel, and her commander being too much gratified with that admiration to be for one moment the cause of its interruption. Gaining the deck, his surprise was still greater, for upon looking around for the battery which he supposed might have been concealed from without, neither cannon, musket, cutlass nor pistol met his eye; but, on the contrary, every part of her internal arrangement displayed the peaceful regulation of an ordinary merchant vessel. “You appear somewhat astonished, sir,” said the captain. “But I suppose you have not frequently seen a ship in such excellent order; merchant vessels generally have so few hands that they are obliged to neglect the appearance of their decks for the accomplishment of their more essential and important duties.” “You mistake my surprise, sir,” said the youth. “I was until now under, the Impression that.this was an armed ship. I thought her a privateer.” "And why so?” asked the commander. “Because her outward appearance every way betokens it; she is evidently constructed for fleetness, and much too sharply built to be a profitable trader; besides, sir, merchant vessels seldom carry such ponderous spars aloft.” “Have yoif ever been on blue water?” “Twice,” responded the youth'; “I went from here to Boston and returned by way of the Atlantic.” “Then you are mariner enough to know the utility of this ship’s appearance," replied the commander. “The largest frigate in the king’s navy would scarcely run within gunshot of us without having her matches lighted and her crew at their quarters; and as to her being too contracted to stow a rich cargo, I have only to add that she woul 1 carry more bullion than Gautimosin ever possessed, and silks and laces enough to enrich you and me to independence. But walk below, sir; the night air is somewhat chilly and you will find the cabin much more comfortable.” And as he finished speaking he ushered our hero into an apartment whose magnificent decorations astonished him even more than the shin’s deceitful exterior. The* most superb saloon that he had ever beheld on shore was far below comparison with this small but splendid chamber, and as he gazed about him in surprise all the gilded fancies he had formed of the thrones and palaces of emperors and kings rushed upon his imagination as if they were realized in the place he now occupied. “Will you please be seated, Mr. Sutherland Y* said the commander, when he perceived that Us guest had completely noticed eat* fixture of the apartment. “You said yon had twice navigated the Atlantic, sir.” “But a very small portion of It,” answered Harry.

By CAPTAIN MARRYAT.

“ Would you like to go a cruise with me? I dislike entire solitude as heartily as anyone, and should be happy if you would become my messmate for awhile.” “Many thanks for your kind intention,” said our hero, “which I cannot, however, take advantage of. Much as I am hiclined to the sea, the career I would pursue on board of your ship offers but a small share of inducements to gratify that yearning.” “Ah,” said the stranger, after a pause, “I think I understand you; the duties of a merchant ship suit you not—you disdain traffic that we drive from port to port—your ambition inspires you to something nobler than the petty transactions of commerce—in short, sir, you would follow the sea in another capacity than that of an ordinary merchant sailor.” The stranger rose from his seat and commenced pacing the narrow limits of the apartment in pudden excitement. “Mr. Sutherland,” he said abruptly, “with my single ship I spread terror all along the coast of Great Britain. I entered their harbors by night—fired their shipping while riding at the wharves — prevented their outward-bound vessels from putting to sea, and captured and destroyed their returning merchantmen. In vain their cruisers pursued me—in vain they scoured the channel in squadrons, the ‘Sea-King’ was too fleet of wing for them, and they returned dispirited and unsuccessful to port. I ran in and issued my proclamation declaring their whole coast in a state of blockade.” Surprise for a moment kept our hero silent; he had heard of the daring exploits of the privateer his companion had just mentioned, but he had not known before that he was then in converse with the famous individual who had so gloriously directed and prosecuted her movements. “I am happy, indeed,” said he, “that circumstances should have to-night acquainted me with one who has distinguished himself with so much gallantry in the cause of his country as has Captain Manly.” ( “Mr. Sutherland,” replied the other, “I am unworthy of the praise you have just bestowed, at least of part of it. It was not patriotism alone that prompted my actions, nor was it an unholy thirst for gold. No, no, young man, it was a deep-rooted desire for revenge—revenge upon the proud nation that—that— But no matter,” added he, as if suddenly recollecting he was about to betray something which should be kept to himself. “No matter; it is all foolish—foolish, too foolish for repetition.” “May I ask, Captain Manly, where his gallant ship is at present?” said our hero. “You may, sir. We are on board of her.” “I have reference to the privateer, sir. She that is called the Sea-King.” The commander made no reply, but, smiling, he motioned our hero to follow him, and they both ascended to the upper deck. But imagine the astonishment of Harry Sutherland when, on emerging into the open air, he found himself in the presence of a hundred ferocious looking men armed with cutlasses, pistols and boardingpikes, who had ranged themselves along the bulwarks, and were standing as motionless and as silent as if they were so many petrified warriors. From these he, after a cursory glance, turned to the huge pieces of cannon that thrust their black muzzles out upon the water, rendered terribly conspicuous by the glare of twenty battle lanterns, until, confounded at length, he looked up to his companion, as if to demand an explanation of the singular and somewhat startling metamorphosis. “Be not fearful, Mr. Sutherland,” said the commander. “I am not the renowned Vanderdecken, nor this ship the phantom ‘Dutchman,’ but a veritable Yankee privateer that sometimes exhibits the fancy of the English churchman who wore the corslet beneath the cowl.” “Sir, you mistake my astonishment,” replied our hero, with a smile; “but, truly, the change that a few moments have wrought upon the deck of this ship seems rather the effect of supernatural than human agency.” “It has been my salvation more than once, young gentleman,” resumed Captain Manly. “I have passed through a squadron of twenty men-of-war without suspicion, although at the time they were in pursuit of me. Nor have you yet seen my most complete disguise; in a case of emergency, I could send down my afteryards, sway aloft a gaff-topsail, cover my white streak, and otherwise so alter her appearance as to defy the most practiced observer from discovering the identity. And now,” Mr. Sutherland,” resumed the commander, “I hope your objections to accompanying me have all been removed?” “They have.” “And you will join me?” “I will. When will you put to sea?” “On the day that follows to-morrow, the wind and tide serving.” Our hero promised to divulge nothing he had witnessed or heard, and bidding his host good-night, he mounted the gangway and descended into the boat. Wlieq' she rounded to alongside of the wharf, he sprang upon the platform, and the boat returned to the ship* leaving him to muse in solitude upon the strange events that had that night transpired. CHAPTER IV. Another day’s reflection found Harry Sutherland troubled and doubtful with respect to the course he should pursue. He had quitted his father's house with a firm determination to enter it no more; but that resolution was formed in a moment of indignant excitement; and now, when that all died away, he became convinced that his feelings would not support him in the measure. At length, however, his determination was formed; the vain spirit that lost heaven to the angel lost him his home; and abjuring it r.ltogether, he directed his steps toward the

environs of the city, in ordar to comply with the promise exacted of him by the captain of the privateer. But when he had arrived at the wharf the ship was nowhere to be seen. Another individual occupied the wharf, and to him our hero directed himself. The stranger was attired in the garb of a common mariner, a black silk kerchief was knotted loosely about his neck and a tarpaulin sat carelessly upon one side of his head. He was, perhaps, twentyfive years of age. “When did the privateer go to sea?” asked Harry Sutherland. The sailor turned sharply about, and, eying the questioner distrustfully, he exclaimed: “What privateer?” “She that rode at anchor off here day before yesterday.” “Your eyes must have been in an eclipse when you made that ship out a privateer.” “True, true,” rejoined Harry, recollecting his promise to the captain. “I was mistaken. The merchant vessel, I mean, that swung at anchor here two days since.” “If you have reference to a raklshrigged black ship, she dropped down yesterday in the afternoon.” “That is very strange!” exclaimed Harry. “I don’t think so,” replied the sailor; “she had a leading breeze, and there was every indication of fine weather. She couldn’t have picked a better time to sheet home and hoist away; so you see, young man, we differ on that point.” “You misunderstand me altogether,” said our hero. “May be so, may be not,” said the sailor, with a significant smile, and at the same time producing a packet from his bosom, he asked the youth if he knew the person to whom it was directed. “It is intended for no other than myself,” said our hero, glancing at the superscription and breaking the seal. “Sir —When you receive this epistle I shall be perhaps beyond the capes of the Delaware. Be not surprised at my sudden departure; after the covenant that was made between us you may consider me unfaithful; it was at first my wish to enlist you in my service, but reflection has since convinced me that you may be better employed elsewhere. You are young, fearless and ambitious; you would be a sailor; the navy, then, is your future field. If you are wanting in influence to procure an appointment, deliver the enveloped letter to the person to whom it is directed. He will do everything to assist you, and but few men in the United States have more authority at the department.” Such was the contents of the letter addressed to himself; the other was sealed and directed to William Hamilton, Esq., Philadelphia. Harry Sutherland, after a second perusal, raised his eyes to question the bearer, but he had left the wharf unobserved. Half an hour’s walk brought him to the residence of Mr. Hamilton. On entering the parlor he found himself in the presence of a man of perhaps forty years of age, and one whose appearance was noble and dignified. He perused the letter with unusual interest; his brow worked, but not with anger, and he seemed evidently troubled with the perusal. * “Mr. Sutherland,” said he, when he had finished, and at the same time extending his hand, “it will afford me pleasure to aid you in this manner, but first inform me candidly if you know the person who gave you this letter.” “Certainly, sir,” responded Harry, astonished at the question. “I could not have obtained a letter of the kind from an utter stranger; my acquaintance, to be sure, was very lately made, and has been of very short duration, but it was sufficient to obtain the confidence of Captain Manly.” At this reply the countenance of Mr. Hamilton at once brightened up. “Enough, enough, sir,” replied be; “your wish in this matter shall be gratified; *1 will write to the secretary this very evening in your behalf.” The calm, frank manner of the youth won at once the heart of the other; he was highly pleased with the simplicity and beauty of his address, and after numerous protestations of assistance and friendship he invited him to remain at his home until his appointment was received. While they were conversing the door opened and a creature in the flower of girlhood entered the apartment. On perceiving a stranger she hesitated, but a smile and a word from the father brought her to his side. “Anna, this is Mr. Sutherland,” said the host; “he is a friend of mine and will remain with us a while. You must make his time pass as agreeably as possible.” “I will endeavor to do so,” said the little girl, courtesying to our hero and blushing beneath his ardent gaze; for her singular beauty had so fascinated him that he continued to look steadfastly upon her. “And Mr. Sutherland, you will find ray daughter an amusing companion, provided that she will take the pleasure in entertaining you that she does in pleasing me. She is a gay little thing, but, like the rest of her sex, he must be humored somewhat or she ceases to be agreeable.” “Oh, father, how can you say so?” said the daughter, playfully. “The fact is,” said Mr. Hamilton, kissing her pretty lips, “she has been spoiled by some deceitful persons who have deluded her into the belief that she is handsome.” The few days that our hero spent under the roof of Mr. Hamilton rolled away in ineffable delight, and when his appointment came he took it with a sadness that he could but ill conceal; during that time he seldom quitted the house, but devoted his whole time and attention to the society of the beautiful daughter of his friendly host. If he was captivated upon first acquaintance he was trebly enchanted when that acquaintance had become matured; for every day he beheld the development of some new grace or beauty in her character. Mr. Hamilton could not be insensible to the attachment that was growing between his daughter and protege. It was too evident to be mistaken; he discovered it in the bud and marked its blowing with pleasure; and even then he looked forward to the time when that affection, strengthened by years, and confirmed by experience, should be productive of their union, with* something like a prophetic 'impression. He smiled approval upon their partial intimacy, for he perceived in Harry Sutherland the germs of a noble mind. Seven days dawned and closed, and Harry Sutherland was still the guest of Mr. Hamilton. Twice he had resolved to proceed to New York, where he was ordered to join the ship for which he had, been drafted; but when the appointed mo-

procrastinated tbe event until another and another day. Sentiments of filial affection conspired to render him unhappy; he could not reconcile himself to the idea of embarking in his new profession without seeing his father once more. But, however strong his desires might be in this case, his pnde was still superior, and one of the dearest wishes of his heart was crushed by its indomitable spirit. Harry and Anna sat upon the portico. It was evening, and the last flush of a beautiful day had deepened into the darker hues of night; the lights of heaven were twinkling in their spheres, and the breeze blew cool and fragrant. “Anna,” said our hero, breaking a silence that had existed for some moments between them, “I must leave you to-mor-row.” “To-morrow!” replied she, sadly. “Oh! no! not to-morrow, Henry, not to-mor-row.” * “I must,” said our hero, bitterly; “a further delay would ruin me! I trust that we shall meet again, Anna.” “We will!” “But when I am absent you will forget me!” “Oh! never,” said she; “you, I fear, will forget, not I.” “Anna, if you knew my feelings for you, you would not say so. Anna, I ” He hesitated; he could proceed no fur ther; he trembled; his manliness had all deserted him. That little form had inspired him with an awe that completely unnerved him. He sighed, but left the sentence unfinished. , On the following morning Harry Sutherland set out for New York; he would not consent to see his father, although urged to do so by Mr. Hamilton, and he left with a heart aching from more than one J cause. (To be continued.)

Virtues of the Straight-Back Chair.

When our grandmothers were girls, and straight-back chairs instead of cushioned divans were the usual restplaces, says the Public Ledger, the young women held themselves with a straightness that was almost stiffness. Then when they grew old they still held themselves like duchesses. For it is the way one sits rather than the exercise one takes that determines the erectness of the figure. A prominent physician says that the proper sitting position requires that the spine shall be kept straight and that the support 'needed for the upper part of the body shall be felt in the right place. Therefore it is necessary to sit as far back in the chair as possible, so that the lower end of the spine shall be braced against the back of the seat. If this back is straight the shoulders will also rest against it; but even if the shoulders have no point of support, it will be found that they do not need it when the base of the spine is supported properly. This position makes no strain upon the ligaments of the spine. Every organ of the body is properly fixed by this attitude. The feet should rest squarely upon the floor; thus perfect equilibrium and rest are secured. The arms should never be crossed, for that position causes a strain upon the spine, places a weight upon the stomach and diaphragm, and thus greatly increases the labor of digestion and respiration.

Barefoot Club.

Boston is not the only town where the new is taken up with enthusiasm, for the other day a couple of dozen well-dressed ladles and gentlemen were to be seen solemnly walking down the Linden, Berlin’s great boulevard, not only hatless and sunshadeless, but without shoes or stockings. The extraordinary procession turned through the great Brandenburger Gate and proceeded eventually to the suburb of Schoeneberg. Most of them were barefooted, others wore light sandals. The reason of this extraordinary exhibition, inaugurated by what may be called the “Anti-Shoe-and-Stocking Club,” was to encourage the disuse of the modern stiff boot and bring back eventually the old days of Grecian simplicity. Grecian simplicity, so far as going barefooted is concerned, will do quite well here in the month of August, but will be hardly comfortatile during a North German autumn and w'inter.

Why Dewey Cut the Manila Cable

Being asked by an intimate friend if he really cut the cable between Manila and Hong Kong, not to shut off the Spaniards from home orders, but rather to get beyond quick reach of the United States Navy Department, Dewey suavely said: “We had no apparatus for cabling on board ship. But even if we could have obtained it the cable company would have been obliged to refuse to receive or transmit messages in that way. It could not have afforded to do anything that would enable the Spaniards—in case they returned to poWer in Manila after the war—to withhold payment of their subsidy. Don’t you think these reasons are good enough?”—Ladies’ Home Journal.

Dancing Eleven Miles in an Evening

An average waltz takes a dancer over about three-quarters of a mile; a square dance makes him cover half a mile. A girl \vith a well-filled program travels thus in one evening. Twelve waltzes, nine miles; four other dances at a half-mile apiece, which la hardly a fairly big estimate, two miles more; the Intermission stroll and the trips to the dressing-room to renovate her gown and complexion, half a mile; grand total, eleven and a half miles at the least estimate.

Strength of Engines.

An ordinary railway engine Is equivalent In strength to about 900 horses. It la said of every army officer that the soldiers “worship” him, but the soldiers themselves never say so; the soldiers hate nearly every officer. Often the difference between a wife and a widow is that the death of the husband changes the mourning from her face to her clothes. A love-lorn poet says it is better to have loved a short girl than never have loved a tall

FARM AND GARDEN

A Lesson for Farmer Boys. Bile Grover lived in Gungawamp, an’ farmed it more or less; Fur forty year he’d tilled the soil with more or less success. He lived a quiet, humly life, an’ alius paid his bills, An’ took no int’rist in affairs beyend his stretch uv hills. He labored hard an’ labored long, an’ dug a livin’ out. An 1 ' met the stormy days uv life with hones’ heart and stout. No burnin’ flame harassed his soul, ambitions none lied he, He lived the highest type uv life, rare, sweet simplicity. He went ter church an’ Sunday school, an’ hed a class uv boys, An’ counted keepin’ well the day among his simple joys An’ when he come tur die his end wuz peaceful ez could be, His work wuz done, his life well spent, frum sin an’ sorrer free; He lived the highest type uv life, the great an’ holy plan, An’ when he died he died at peace with God, himself an’ man.

Tom Jason left his father’s farm at 10 years uv age, Tur dash his name with boyish haste acrost the city’s page; The country wuz too slow fur him, an’ tho’ he worshiped Bile, He couldn’t live in Gungawamp, it hed no dash an’-style. He found a place an’ went tur work an’ rose ez bright boys do, An’ jined the firm at 21 a “hustler i through an’ through.” No scheme wuz big enough fur him tur handle any time, No hour wuz late enough tur work es he could gain a dime; No sum wuz big enough to save, an’ so each year tur come He tried with all his might an’ main tur double every sum. Ambitious, full uv youthful fire, he entered poliertics An’ snatched a moment now an’ then fur clubs an’ social cliques. A busy man, Tom Jason wuz, “A hustler through an" through,” Furever strain’ after gain, furever in a stew; An’ tho’ he was successful, ez the world looks on success, At 30 years his health broke down frum overwork an’ stress. Deprived uv his great hope in life he sank in rapid pace, An’ died still cryin’ out fur gold tur save him from disgrace.

Two stuns p’int straight at heaven’s blue in Gungawamp’s churchyard; One over in the corner, an’ one on the boulevard. One is a stylish monument, a gran’ like thing tur see, An’ one a 3-foot modest slab without no filagree. One is Tom Jason’s monument, an’ one Bile Grover’s stun. Two boys, clus friends fur sixteen year, whose lives so diffrunt run; One representin’ dash an’ style, an’ stress an’ worriment, The other, peace an’ good ol’ age an.’ humble life content. —Joe Cone, in St. Louis Globe-Democrat. A Farmer’s Cart. Tbe wheelbarrow' is one of the things no farmer w'ho has much feeding or other heavy carrying to do can be without unless, of course, he has something better. For nearly everything, a twowheeled cart is handier and easier to handle than the barrow, and the farmer himself can construct it on some rainy day or idle spell. For running gears, a broken-dow-n or disused cultivatormost farmyards have two or three—furnishes the best of wheels. The handles are bolted to the axle, and a frame made of 2x4’s bolted to-the axle and handles. This frame should set so that about a third of Its length will reach in front of the axle. This will give the proper balance when pushing a load.

A HANDY CART.

Removable sideboards are made of wide boards. There are many places about a farm where this cart will be found convenient.—Ohio Farmer. Care of Monthly Rose*. Two courses may be pursued in a severe climate In the winter care of tender roses. They may be taken up, removing the leaves, and place them in a box of soil, covering the roots as if planted. In this way they may be kept in a cellar, maintaining some moisture in the soil, until spring and ready for replanting in the open. The other course Is to leave them where they have grown, draw up some soil about the stems, and then cover all over securely with litter or leaves. The best way - to use evergreen branches, if one can get them, laying them over the plants, and then placing a thick covering of leaves or little over all. It is also a further protection to box around the plants and cover with boards to keep out the wet—but this to not absolutely necessary. If the plants stand close enough together to

be all covered with a large dry (#9 | box, or a similar one, It vrHI good protection in connection With mm evergreen boughs or le«TE*r--Y||H| About Catting Wood. 1 Every farmer who plana todoalmg season’s work cannot overlook porta nee of having bis year’s supp>jfiH| fuel on hand and ready for later than April 1. With sotß*iltj|||| not a very hard task, for in manjr.llH callties where timber is scarce eoaf afl largely used for heating and oil ftiKg cooking purposes. During the pa*t years a number of different kindajjjjH trees have been dying, and theptarnaeffl who owns ten or more acres of b*fjH wood timber finds that the dead tr|9H accumulate in spite of tbe fact tbatvlß quantity of suer is larger each year JH the quality deteriorates. Some faffljE ers were wise and sold off the that were subject to decay and ed a loss from this source. Otb49i|H however, were in hopes that tbgfl would be able to use the diseased treijH for fuel before they became wortUflii|H Here is where they made a mlsupW And this is why we see so many wH dead trees in the woods. These anilfl some cases so rotten aronnd the side close to the bark, tbe sap wmH

METHOD OF SPLITTING WOOD.

that it requires some skill to splffS9 block into stove wood without ing a good many sticks In two. ’tmm illustration shows how one wood cutter does the work and seaHl to be very simple. At a, the MoeijnSl split through the center, maklngjifli halves. The lines running from outside to the heart are where it z!N|H| be again split to make slabs like 4 | The cross marks on end of slab b tmj their own story. In splitting outside slabs from b, always strike enough toward the heart to get a soßi tion of sound timber with It If Tmm fail to do this it will break like c, aanf much of the block will be American Agriculturist. 11 Excellent Water 'E'otmtmbwM flj Select one of the gallon size tewm cans and set it upside down in » M'M cake dish from the 5-cent cobsHll Make two dents in the edge of thecjffgj as shown, and fit a wire from one eqHI

WATER FOUNTAIN FOR POULTRY.

of the plate up over tbfe can, and ddfll to the other side. It must hold the ct| firmly, but be readily slipped off wM the can is to be filled. Punch aba one-half inch up from the lowfflf|i®S of the can, and the water will flow! m as wanted. |||H The Seed Distribution Fake*i|| Ji Who gets any real and lasting bnH j from the Government free distribdjß*; of seeds? Most of our horticnst||Hi| will answer, “Nobody but the nudHrq| gets the contract for furnishlnill seed.” A writer suggests tha®tjfl money, Instead of being spent ta||h|| way, be divided up into awards to lx* given to the meat u J women who develop and originate anEg and valuable varieties of fruits, gg|H| vegetables and gi-asses. As a ruleJtl | person who has the genius and 4|| tience to develop something v has his product taken away fmoimiM by all nurserymen and seedmen getfjßfl it after the first year or so, tbu**t|||H| ling him to realize but little for ||HJ| bor. A reward of this kind wotxllHH a great stimulus for workers in thjjgjl rection, and, we think, would reraHS great and permanent good,—Wallarili Farmer. :|Sh Saving the Trees. .M 'fij In order to save the beautifttfJtiMS which it is necessary to remove tet9as| structing the buildings for the exposition an ingenious been devised by the engineetU H charge of the enterprise.. Trees, rllll and the surrounding earth are ineisM| in heavy plank bins built around and are then bodily lifted into tljiH|| and kept suspended there until cavations and building completed, when, if there is trees are let down into formes|»jj| tions. The plan has been founda«B work admirably, and it is so ttßjjjm and practical that it might be adogtM wherever it is necessary to trees in the course of lions.— New York Mail and Exp«B;||| Armour's Venture in Ear* miXm |S|| It was learned recently that mom- Packing Company completed' 1 ,;V' raugemenrs for embarking in the twjllf ness of separating the whites and of eggs, canning them freezing them and placing market. During the last year mours have gone extensively InWrJ egg business, and have succeededyjig creating a great demand product. .-JH As the eggs are canned jNH§f| some thirty dozen eggs are put «■ a two-gallon can. When a baker t : "j thirty or forty dozen eggs in a takes time to break the eggs wiimACarate them under the old pian. jl ' 1 new venture promises to be IkjM saver for the large handlers of-mHH New York Commercial. . ,1 "'iL