The Syracuse Journal, Volume 4, Number 28, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 9 November 1911 — Page 7

(Z| STORY £lj ELUSIVE |ISABEL| By JACQUES FUTRELLE I Hits frat ions hr ML KETTNER

CocvriKbt. 1»OS, by The Associated Sunday Magazine* Uopynsht W», W Th. BcbteJlwrW Company. SYNOPSIS. Count dl Rosint. the Italian ambassador. is at dinner with diplomats when a messenger summons him to the embassy, where a beautiful young woman asks for a ticket to the embassy ball. The ticket is made out in the name or Miss Isabel Thorne. Chief Campbell of the secret service, and Mr. Grimm, nis head detective, are warned that a plot is brewing in Washington, qnd Grimm goes to the state ball for information. His attention is called to Miss Isabel Thorne, who with her companion, disappears. A shot is heard and Senor Alvarez of the Mexican legation, is found woundedGrimm ri assured Miss Thorne did It; he visits her. demanding knowledge of the affair, and arrests Pietro Petrozinnl. Miss Thorne visits an old bomb-maker and they liscuss a wonderful experiment. I’lfty thousand dollars is stolen from the ofnce of Senor Rodriguez. the minister from Venezuela, and while detectives are investigating the robbery Miss Thorne appears as .a guest of the legation. Grimm accuses her of the theft: the money is restored, but a new mystery occurs in the disappearance of Monsieur Boissegur the French ambassador. Elusive M'ss Thorne reappears, bearing a letter winch states that the ambassador has been kidnaped and demanding ransom. The am-bc-sodor returns and again strangely disappears. CHAPTER XlV.—(Continued.) TThe house Is two blocks west, along that street there,” he explained, and he indicated an intersecting, thoroughfare just ahead. ‘‘lt is number ninety-seven. Five minutes after we enter you will drive up in front of the door and wait. If we don’t return In fifteen minutes —come in after us!” “Do you anticipate danger?” Miss Thorne queried quickly. - “If I had anticipated danger,” replied Mr. Grimm, “I should not have permitted you to come with me.” They entered the house —number ninety-seven—with a key which Mr. Grimm produced, and a minute or so later walked into a room where three men were sitting. One of them was of a coarse, repulsive type, large and heavy; anather rather dapper, of superficial polish, evidently a foreigner, and the third—the third was Ambassador Boissegur! “Good morning, gentlemen!” Mr. Grimm greeted them, then ceremoniously: “Monsieur Boissegur, your carriage is at the door.” The three men came to their feet instantly, and one of them—he of the heavy sac a revolver. Mr. Grimm faced him placidly. “Do you know what would happen to you if you killed me?” he inquired, pleasantly. “You wouldn’t live three minutes. Do you imagine I came in here blindly? There are a dozen men guarding, the entrances to the house —a pistol shot would bring them in. Put down that gun!” Eyes challenged eyes for one long tense instant, and the man carefully laid the weapon on the table. Mr. Grimm strolled over and picked it up, after which he glanced inquiringly at the other man—the ambassador’s second guard. “And you are the gentleman, I dare say, who made the necessary trips to the ambassador’s house, probably using his latch-key?” he remarked interrogatively. “First for' the letters to be signed, and again for the cigarettes?” There was no answer and Mr. Grimm turned questioningly to Monsieur Boissegur, silent, white of face, motionless. • “Yes, Monsieur,” the ambassador burst out suddenly. His eyes were fixed unwaveringly on Miss Thome. “And your escape, Monsieur?” continued Mr. Grimm. “I did escape, Monsieur, last night,” the ambassador explained, “but they knew it immediately—they pursued me into my own house, these two and another—and dragged me back here! Mon Dieu, Monsieur, e’est —!” “That’s all that’s necessary,” remarked Mr. Grimm. “You are free to go now.” “But there are others,” Monsieur Boissegur Interposed desperately, “two more somewhere below, and they will not allow —th,ey will attack—!” Mr. Grimm’s listless eyes narrowed slightly and he turned to Miss Thorne. She was a little white, but he saw enough tn her face to satisfy him. “1 shall escort Monsieur Boissegur to his carriage, Miss Thorne,” he said, calmly. “These men will remain here until I return. Take the revolver. If either of them so much as wags his head—shoot! You are not—not afraid?” “No.” She smiled faintly. “I am not afraid.” • Mr. Grimm and the ambassador went down the stairs, and out fiae front door. Mr. Grimm was just turning to re-enter the house when from above came a muffled, venomous cra-as-ash’ —a shot! He took the steps going up, two at a time. Miss Thorne was leaning against the wall M ts dazed; the revolver lay at her

feet A door in a far corner of the room stood open; and the clatter of footsteps echoed through the house. ‘ One of them leaped at me and I fired," she gasped in explanation. “He struck me. but I’m—l’m not hurt.” She stooped quickly, picked up the revolver and made as if to follow the dying footsteps. Mr. Grimm stopped her. “It doesn’t matter,” he said quietly. “Let them go.” And after a while, earnestly: “If I had dreamed of such a—such a thing as this I should never have consented to allow you—” “I understand,” she interrupted, and for one, instant her outstretched hand 1 rested on his arm. “The ambassador?” “Perfectly safe,” responded Mr. Grimm. “Two of my men are with him.” i CHAPTER XV. Master of the Situation. As the women rose and started out, leaving the gentlemen over their coffee and cigars, Miss Thorne paused at the doer and the blue-gray eyes flashed some subtle message to the French ambassador, who, after an instant, nodded comprehendingly, then resumed his conversation. As he left the room a few minutes later he noticed that Mr. Grimm had joined a group of automaniacs of which Mr. Cadwallader was the enthusiastic center. He spoke to his hostess, the wife of the minister from Portugal, for a moment, then went to Miss Thorne and dropped into a seat beside her. She greeted him with a smile and was still smiling as she talked. “I believe, Monsieur,” she said in French, “you sent a code message to the cable office this afternoon?” His eyes questioned hers quickly. “And please bear in mind that we probably are being watched as we talk.” she went on pleasantly. “Mr. Grimm is the man to be afraid of. Smile—don’t look so serious!” She laughed outright. “Yes, I sent a code message,” he replied. “It was your resignation?” “Yes.” “Well, it wasn’t sent, of course,” she Informed him, and her eyes were sparkling as if something amusing had been said. “One of my agents stopped ' I IL && 11 “Nothing Can Stop Us—Nothing.” it. I may add that it will not be sent.” The ambassador’s eyes grew steely, then blank again, “Mademoiselle, what am I to understand from that?” he demanded. “You are to understand that I am absolute master of the situation in Washington at this moment,” she replied positively. The smile on her lips and the tone of her voice Were strangely at variance. “From the beginning I let you understand that ultimately you would receive your instructions from Paris; now I know they will reach you by cable tomorrow. Within a week the compact will be signed. Whether you approve of it or not it will be signed for your country by a special envoy whose authority is greater than yours—his Highness, the Prince Benedetto d’Abruzzi.” “Has he reached Washington?” “He is in Washington. He has been here for some time, incognito." She was silent a moment. “You have been a source of danger to our plans,” she added. “If it had not been for an accident you would still have been comfortably kept out in Alexandria where Mr. Grimm and I found you. Please remember, Monsieur, that we will accomplish what we set out to do. Nothing can stop us—nothing.” At just about the same moment the name of Prince d’Abruzzi had been used in the dining-room, but in a different connection. Mr. Cadwallader j was reciting some incident of an automobile trip in Italy when he had been connected with the British embassy there. “The prince was driving,” he said, “and one of the best I ever saw. Corking chap, the prince; democratic, you know, and all that sort of thing. He was one scion of royalty who didn’t mind soiling his hands by diving in under a car and fixing it himself. At that time he was inclined to be wild —that was eight or nine years ago—but they say now he has settled down to work, and is one of the real diplomatic powers of Italy. I haven’t seen him for a half dozen years.” “How old a man is he?” asked Mr. Grimm carelessly. “Thirty-five, thirty-eight, perhaps; . I don’t know*’ replied Mr. Cadwallader. “It’s odd, you know, the number of princes and blue-bloods and all that sort of thing one can find knocking about in Italy and Germany and Spain. One never hears of half of them. 1 never had heard of the Prince d’Abruazi until I went to Italy, and I’ve heard jolly well little of him since, except indirectly.”

Mr. Cadwallader lapsed into silence as he sat staring at a iarge group photograph which was framed on a wall of the dining-room. * “Isn’t that the royal family of Italy?” he asked. He rose and went over to it. “By Jove, it is, and here is tho prince in the group. The picture was taken, I should say, about the time I knew him.” Mr. Grimm strolled over idly and stood for a long time staring at the photograph. “He can drive a motor, you know,” said Mr. Cadwallader, admiringly. “And Italy is the place to drive them. They forget to make any speed laws over there, and if a chap gets in your way and you knock him silly they arrest him for obstructing traffic, you know. Over here if a chap really starts to go any place in a hurry some bally idiot holds him up.” ’ “Have you ever been held up?” querI led Mr. Grimm. “No, but I expect to be every day*’ was the reply. “Ive got a new motoh. you know, and I’ve never been able to see how fast it is. The other evening I ran up to Baltimore,with it in an hour and thirty-seven minutes from Alexandria to Druid Hill Park, and that’s better than forty miles. I never did let the motor out, you know, because we ran in the dark most of the way." Mr. Grimm was still gazing at the photograph. “Did you go alone?” he asked. “There’s no fun motoring alone, you know. Senorita Rodriguez was with me. Charming girl, what?” A little while later Mr. Grimm sauntered out into the drawing-room and made his way toward Miss Thorne and the French ambassador. Monsieur Boissegur rose, and offered his hand cordially. “I hope, Monsieur,” said Mr. Grimm, “that you are no worse oft for your—your unpleasant experience?” “Not at all, thanks to you,” was the reply. “I have just thanked Miss Thorne for her part in the affair, and—” “I’m glad to have been of service," interrupted Mr. Grimm lightly. The ambassador bowed ceremoniously and moved away. Mr. Grimm dropped into the seat he had just left. “You’ve left the legation, haven’t you?” he asked. . * “You drove me out,” she laughed, j “Drove you out?” he repeated.' “Drove you out?” “Why, it was not only uncomfortar I ble, but it was rather conspicuous because of the constant espionage of your Mr. Blair and your Mr. and your Mr. Hastings,” she explained, 1 still laughing. “So I have moved to the Hotel Hilliard.” Mr. Grimm was twisting the seal ring on his little finger. “I’m sorry if I made it uncomfortable for you,” he apologized. “You see it’s necessary to —” “No explanation,” Miss Thorne interrupted. "I understand.” “I’m glad you do,” he replied seriously. “How long do you intend to remain in the city?” “Really I don’t know —two, three* four weeks, perhaps. Why?” “I was just wondering." Senorita Rodriguez came toward them. “We’re going to play bridge,”' she said, “and we need you, Isabel, to make the four. Come. I hate to take her away, Mr. Grimm.” * Mr. Grimm and Miss Thorne rose together. For an instant her slim white hand rested on Mr. Grimm’s sleeve and she stared into his eyes ui r derstandingly with a little of melancholy in her own. They left Mr. Grimm there. (TO BE CONTINUED.) HATED ADVERSE CRITICISM Actor Retorts to Critic’s Opinion With a George Washington Story. The late Frank Worthing, the welV known actor, was the subject of a recent discussion at the Pen and Pencil club in Philadelphia. A dramatic critic said: “Worthing, though a superb actor, hated adverse criticism —hyper-criti-cism he always called it To some adverse criticism of mine he retorted one winter night at the Majestic, with a George Washington story. “He said I reminded him in my critical remarks of a Scot named Saunders. “ ‘Saunders,’ said an American, ‘did you ever read the history of America?’ “ ’Aweel. I canna say I ers replied. ” “ ‘Then I’ll lend you the book,’ said the American. ‘l’d like you to read about George Washington.’ j “ ‘What about him?’ Saunders inquired coldly. “ ‘George Washington.’ said the American, ‘was celebrated in history as the boy who couldn’t tell a lie.' “ ‘Could he no’?’ said Saunders. ’Man. there’s no muckle to boast aboot in that He couldna lie. ye say? Noo we Scot’s hae a higher standard o’ veracity. We can lie, but we won’t!”' Little Willie Again. “Pa!” came little Willie’s voice frdm the darkness of the nursery. Pa gave a bad imitation of a snore. He was tired and did not wish to bo disturbed. “Pa!” came the little voice again. “What is it. Willie?" replied his father, sleepily. “Turn in here; I want to ast yoo sumpin’.” said the little voice So pa rose up from his downy and, putting on his bath-robe and slippers, marched into the nursery “Well, what is it now?” ne asked. “Say, pa,” said little Willie. "It you was to feed the cow on soap would she give shaving-cream?”—Harper • Weekly.

WLLhiOt LOST Carelessness in Egg Handling Costs Big Sum. V „1. I— . ’oultry Experts in Department of Agriculture Estimate Amount at S4S,CCO,CCO— Much Neglected Product of the Farm. Washington.—Experts of the department of agriculture are on the rail of the American hen. Owing to he lack of proper training in the eary education of the hen as to where md when to lay her eggs, an educajon for which the farmer is respdnsl >le, and owing to the carelessness of he farmer and his wife in the proper jandling of their poultry’s products, t is contended that $45,000,000 worth >f eggs each year are lost. This is said to be 15 per cent of the annualegg crop, which is given at $300,000, 100. The total value of the egg and poultry business is given at $620,000, )00 a year. Harry M. Lamon and Charles L. OpJerman of the animal husbandry division of the bureau of animal industry )f the department are the experts vho have been looking into the action >f the hen. They have, as a result if their study, suggested many re’orms for the farmer, the country merchant who is the principal first purchaser. the railroads and the big dealers. It is not at all strange that their work of reformation should be laid in .he state of Kansas, which is full of eforms as well as eggs, for Kansas s one of the greatest egg-producing states in the Union. There is no other domestic animal vhich has a more general distributors than the hen, and the part which she plays in the agricultural wealth of his country is almost incredible. According to the most recent statistics >f the department of agriculture the products of the American hen aggregate a total value of more than $620,100.000 annually. This is stated to >e equal to the value of the hay crop cf 1908, and greater than the comfined value of oats and potatoes for i he same year. It is nearly nine times ! :he value of the tobacco crop, and I equal to that of wheat. It is an accepted fact that the commercial egg of this country is of a ?ery poor quality, and when the lousewife purchases eggs of the local grocer she is often compelled to,break :hem first in a saucer before using .hem for culinary purposes. The poolquality in eggs has been attributed by ho majority of persons to the reten:ion of eggs in cold storage until a ’arge per cent of them are unfit for luman consumption. Thi-» condition, •however, is not as a r*.le due to cold storage, but to the condition of Jhe •ggs when they go into storage. This loss of $45,000,000, represented >y the improper handling of eggs on !he farm and in the country store, is n the main a preventable one. It is iorne directly both by the producer »nd the consumer and affects the consumer also by curtailing the egg supaly of the country as well as lowering :ts quality. By preventing this loss t is possible for the farmer to realize i greater profit and for the consumer :o be reasonably certain of purchasing sggs of good quality as well as keeping down the cost. Poultry and eggs are produced in ill sections of the country, but the business finds its greatest scope in ireas presenting the most favorable conditions. It is a noticeable fact ihat the bulk of these important products is produced on the farms of the Mississippi Valley. In that section ■.here are practically no large intensive poultry farms such as are comnonly found in the eastern states and ?n the Pacific coast. Poultry keeping, :herefore, is largely incidental, the bens being considered and treated largely as an agency for converting material which would otherwise go to waste into a salable product. Consequently the poultry and eggs produced constitute merely a by-product of the general farm. Because prices for'poul:ry products are comparatively low :he farmers make no efforts to keep arger flocks than can be supported by :his waste without much attention or extra feed, and because individual locks are small little attention has aeen given to improving the product or the method of disposing of it. There is a young gold mine, accordmg to the chicken experts, for the American farmer, no matter how small his farm may be, if he will devote some time to his egg and poultry business. He should keep clean bouses and runs for his chickens, keep his nests clean, prevent his hens trom laying in out of the way places, ind should market his eggs at least twice a week. He should sell them not by numbers but according to their quality. Then, too," he should feed his hens it least once a day, and in winter, when pickings ars hard to find, twice i day. Again, he should never store ais eggs in a damp place, especially i country cellar. He should sell for cash, and, most important of all, increase his number of hens make them work along scientific lines in their egg laying. UNCLE SAM AND MISSIONARIES. This time it is in China that the missionaries are in trouble. They cause the government a lot of worry. Nearly always they are in danger or j iifficulty in one part of the world or t mother, and the state department ■ reckons that It spends at least sl,- ; 900,000 a year, directly or indirectly, | !n protecting them. 1

In all this world there are no m blGi or braver men and women than the American missionaries. Indifferent to the perils which often threaten them —sacrificing personal comfort, everything, for the cause of Christianity—they are continually making, with lav ish expenditure of labor and the generously contributed money of the churches, an uphill fight against pa gan unbelief. Consider what happens when a missionary society establishes a new station in China—a thing it is enabled to do under a treaty which provides that such societies shall be permitted to acquire “in perpetuity” buildings or lands in any part of the empire “for missionary purposes.” Just here the trouble begins. The missionary society acquires by purchase, say, 100 acres of land, on which it puts up buildings suitable for residential, scholastic, and religious purposes. So far, so good. But, China being a country classed as barbarous, though possessing the most ancient civilization in the world, the area thus appropriated is declared to be free of Chinese jurisdiction—a part, in effect, of the United States. Suppose that a Chinese convert is accused of stealing something. Such things do hapen. The police get after him and he runs for protection to the mission, which gives him sanctuary. The native authorities can do nothing, for in effect the missionary erty is American soil—“extra-territor-ial,” in the diplomatic language, and subject only to control by and through the United States consul. Such happenings cause widespread popular indignation, and they had largely to do with the killings of missionaries in the Pe-chi-li province which marked the outbreak of the great boxer rebellion in 1900. We in this-country are greatly in the dark about the oriental attitude toward missionaries. For instance, it will surprise most people to learn that to the Chinese the notion of a woman’s accompanying a man, as many -missionaries’ wives do, for the purpose of spreading religion, is contrary to all ideas of propriety. For in China women are excluded from all affairs relating to the administration of worship. The Turkish dominions are always a storm center foi- missionaries Every now and then some missionaries are killed, or their property is destroyed, requiring interference by our department of state and the polite presentation of claims for indemnity i through diplomatic channels. If politeness fails to work, a warship is sent to back up a firm demand. Thus in a recent instance it took more than six years to secure from the porte a setlement of $90,(100 for the burning of mission buildings near Smyrna. Our government in the Philippines is still substantially a military gov eminent, and the war department has been rather inclined to discourage misionary activity in the archipelago There is, however, an Episcopal mis sion in Bontoc, in the mountain province of Luzon, and a Belgian Catholic mission is doing a great deal for the Igorotes. Ready as they are to risk their lives, the missionaries' have not ventured to try to evangelize the Mohammedan Moros, who by reason of their ferocity and hatred of all Christians. present a pretty hopeless proposition. Under the old regime the Spaniards did baptize a few Moros, bribing them by giving them employment and personal protective. MAY RECONSTRUCT DREAD NAUGHTS As a result of lessopa learned from the recent practice at long ranges and the firing at the old San Marcos by the battleship Delaware, it is said that the navy department is considering changes of the utmost importance, and probably will put them into effect in the construction of the next twe dreadnaughts. The changes on the new sea fighters may provide for an improved system of fire control and one military skeletor mast instead of two. Ordnance- experts long have contended that these skeleton masts, 120 feet high, and 30 to 10 feet in diam eter at the base, offT too large a target. Should they be shot away during a battle, it is said Fie tangled wreckage would be so str- vvn about the ves sei that the turrets *nd other neces sary apparatus might badly handi capped or put out of cv -nmission. Con sequently they are ir favor of one mast. The new plans also contemplate two heavily armored ire-control sta tions, placed low dowa fore ; and aft. and fashioned after tte late models in the British navy. Ihese would be resorted to after the t keleton mfist had been disabled. » DRAWS LINE AT M( TORCYCLE The bureau of mines modern in conception and equipment, wants a motorcycle for scientific t: Ips almost all the way across the cor inent, but the comptroller of the tre sury says the bureau cannot have it The bureau had planned to send a letroleum chemist whirring through th 3 oil and gas fields from New York to Colorado to collect specimens of petrol nim for analysis to determine its ef'cir’’cy, economy and practicability ar a fuel substance. Congress appropriated $135,000 for testing coa’s, lignites, ores an 1 other mineral fuel substances belorging to or for the ”.se of the national government. Responding to an inquiry from the interior department, the '’omptroller holds that the purchase of a motorcycle to be employed ‘n gathering data regarding the technology of petroleum is not allowable under ths appropriation

fMSJHOBWM Torghatten Is a Perpendicular ’ Giants’ Cauldron. Natural Tunnef Bored Through Great Rock During Glacial Period—Looks as Though Chiseled by Hand of Man. Christina, Norway.—-Like huge serpents of clear sea water the fjords oi Norway wriggle miles inward into the land and offer to the eye some of the most picturesque landscapes in the world. At times the channel narrows between sheer cliffs to the width of a tourist steamer and then it suddenly broadens out into an inland lake bor dered with meadows and deeq> green pine forests. Farther north glaciers and snowfields come down almost tc the water’s edge and nature is barren excepting where a few hardy plants struggle for a bare existence. According to geologists these intricate fjords were formed by the movement of ice in the glacial period. One mass of ice spread from Russia across the Baltic sea and Sweden to the valleys of Norway; the other pushed eastward from the Atlantic and it was in these fjords,, then high-lain valleys, that the two frozen waves fought against each ->ther, wearing away soil and strand until, when the ice melted, the valleys had disappeared and fjords had taken their place. But gigantic rocks and peaks which had resisted the friction of the glaciers remained. There are at least 150,6.00 of these, islands, some of them over 3,000 feat in height, and their grotesque shapes are not the least attractive feature in the weird panorama of broken sea and land. The most famous is the Torghatten, about five miles to the north M .rs/, Ma The Torghattan. of the Bindalsfjord in Nordland. Its shape, as indicated by its name, is that of a Norwegian market hat floating on the water , and attaining a height of over’Boo feet. What gives “it its unique character, however, is a natural tunnel bored through it during the glacial period. As this tunnel is 400 feet above the level of the sea some idea can. be formed of the extent to which the soil was worn away. In reality this strange hole is a perq;diidicular giant’s cauldron in whichstone, ice and water churned and swirled until they had perforated the rock in their frantic Arctic struggle and gained -an outlet for the impatient masses behind. So perfectly did they carve the tunnel that in parts it almost looks as though it had been chiseled by the hand of man. On tho eastern side it is only 64 feet high, .Increasing to 250 feet on the western. Its length is over 500 feet, the walls are almost perpendicular and the floor covered with the debris of ages and with remains of the last struggle, just before wave and ice retreated. Gazing through it from the western extremity the spectator is rewarded with a peculiarly framed panorama of blue water, rugged coast and jagged islands, with perhaps a quaint Norwegian fishing smack silently pursuing’ its way -southward. WAS BITTEN BY 2,000 DOGS Denver’s Dog Catcher Holds a Record but Is None the Worse for His Experiences. Denver, Colo i —Two thousand dogs lave now had luncheon off Herman Carn, the official dog catcher of Denver, the last to take advantage of his, generous girth being a hungry- New-f loundland dog which embroidered his initials on Carn’s back recently. Following his usual custom, Carn bathed the wound with carbolic acid, and then started off to provide a banquet for some other dog. Carn has been in charge of the bowwow bureau for years and picks up on an average of 10,060 stray- dogs every year. At first he tried to keep track of his bites by making an entry in a book, but'they came so fast that he had to buy an adding machine. Save te>r a couple of serious punctures in his nose, inflicted by a peevish pup, Carn’s exterior appearance does not differ from that of the ordinary dog catcher. It is not until he disrobes, as he did one day recently at the request of the city officials, that the extent of his patriotic services become apparent. His exquisitely carved anatomy is a splendid tribute to the artistic marksmanship of the . canine family. His legs look like perforated music rolls, whilq bis back resembles a cane bottom chair-

CANADA’S IMMENSE WHEAT FIELDS THE ATTRACTION FOR THREE TRANSCONTINENTAL RAILWAYS. Last August there visited the Canadian west the vice-president of the largest individual hardware company In the United States. As his firm have a turnover of millions, and deals extensively with fasm implements, thia man took a deep interest in crop conditions in Canada, and on his return he embodied his findings in an article for the Hardware Reporter. This article should be of special interest to farmers. The writer speaks of the Importance of the spring wheat crop of Western Canada. He might also have spoken of the importance of the oat crop and also of the winter wheat crop, as well as barley. Winter wheat during the past few years has been a great success, and experiments have shown that it J can be with success in almost any portion of the three provinces of Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Alberta. But apart from this, the spring wheat crop is the one generally grown, and all who know anything of grain, anyone who has had anything to do with markets, knows or has heard of the high character of this cereal and the splendid yields are annually produced. Reproducing from this article: — * “In a land of such great sweep, and of such difference in soil and climate, there are many resources, but none are at present of the same overwhelming importance as the spring wheat crop. In the interminable prairie stretches of the northwest provinces it is the one absorbing topicrc? interest and of conversation during its growing and its harvesting, for upon its success or failure hangs the weal or woe of a large part of the Dominion. Its influence extends far down Into the United States, drawing thousands of farmers northwards with the lure of cheap lands, but likewise beyond the great lakes, even to the easy ■ going maritime.provinces, calling the flower of their young men to its opportunities. Development in these prairie provinces goes on at high pressure for everything hangs on the outcome of spring AVheat. Success' has emboldened the raisers of this one allimportant crop, and e.ach year there is further incursion into those northern fields that only a short time were regarded as Arctic wastes- The Canadian Northwest seems to be one of those modern agricultural examples set forth to drive the final nail in the coffin of that ancient Malthusian delusion that population tends to outrun the means of subsistence, since the only fear now among Canadian economists is as to the danger of overstocking the wheat market. Only about two and one-half per cent of possible arable lands in the northwest M>ovinces .is now under cultivation, Sd this year the crop promises to be close to 200,600,066 bushels, so that your imagination and your arithmetic can easily supply the answer as to the possible or even probable outcome.” During the months of July and August the weather, was \ unfavourable and the production of a 200 million yield of wheat will not likely be realized, but even with this, the threshing reports coming to hand show that the mop will be a splendidly paying one. ’ Hardly as Bad as That. The boy whose business it was to answer the telephone rushed into the room of the senior partner. “Just got a message saying that your house is on fire,” he -said. “Dear Me,” returned the senior partner, m a bewildered sort of way. “I knew my wife was pretty hot about something when 1 left home this morning, but 1 didn’t think it was so bad as to set the house on fire!”— Stray Stories.

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