The Syracuse Journal, Volume 19, Number 9, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 1 July 1926 — Page 2

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THE STORY SO FAR

On their way to the new Cottonwood “gold diggings ' in Colorado in the Seventies. Robert Gilson, easterner, who tells the story, and Huck Hayden, a vet- % eran miner, his partner, secretly witness the hold-up of a stagetoach.

CHAPTER I—Continued —2— ' . f I saw a disturbance of the leave* among the willows, Into a space between patches' of the green pattern I saw a horse swing round, sidewise and backward, as an independent •teed* will when he Is ab'Xit to be r •tinted. Ills flanks appeared first; thee. h*s Side. ; Re was a rangy, lean. American her** of that yellow shade Which up- called buckskin In the West in those days: but on his nigh flank, as he exj»<»sed It to my view, the full flush of the sun brought out a lighter patch, as thbwch he were turning white; a which, with my sharpened ’ observation, I compared mentally to the ,tbp of a pear or the back view of |jthe Head and shoulder* of a veiled woman. A second later 1 saw his rider mount- booted, in Incon* dark clothes. still wearing a rnr.sk. The bandits were all dressed si. much alike that. ev-cpt for the big fellow, they had to iue no separate identity ’ The thicket quivered no more; they were gone. / “Keep on layln’ close a minute* said Buck. Now. he no longer whiqpored. but spoke aloud. “They ktp see us Just :>? we kin see them.” lb* chuckled in ifils. beard “Hid theff horses from the stage people. Hard to mask a horse I* "W ell, even if we didn't shoot— r I began, throwing forward my abeam ness of cntisc'i.-nce. -j/ “An’ what’ was the use of, ahootln’fr —only to git the woman killed." interrupted Buck, jp . “Even If we didn't shoot, we've got a lltne evidence.” I pursued. “Kid Tenderfoot " replied Rnck im presMv.lv, **what you, don't know lln this man'* country don't hurt ’ you none." . ■j'Wbat do you mean?” I asked, tpy eastern sense of law and order hot a little shocked. ' ! 'l mean." replied Buck, "that we flopH know nothin' yet about the lay of this country, or what's goln' to gtt you |n an' ! out of trouble." lie chuckled agtdn In hl* beard arid grew aimost gamotouft.. “Darn slick J<h. Did you how smooth they gpt awayt If anybody up here had been diSf>osed <>r inclined to do any shootih' thev was oply a second when you could 'a' got .all four of 'em I wohder.” he mused. "Jest what the rear look out wa« signnllu' fur " Bisques tton was answered nt th t InstniSt. when a mule team, drawing an emigrant wagon l ove into sight below ®s. “Skit-red | * b* a family outfit of nesters. " remarked Buck "Wtah't they could ’a' known the Joke on 'em’ Well. 1 guess we'd better be getthf back tn the Jacks' "I'm going ilown there " I said <h» rlqslty. perhaps something stronger, was drawing me. Burk rolled over, and regarded mo full in the face. “If anybody «*k« yon questions, you didn't see nothin' but the tail end of this fl-tie circus " he M«id “An' *s peeiaily you saw no horse*. What'd tll.y do. anyway. but git a roll of a wotch or two from those first passjengers they atluelii upT “They got the express strong b<|x, ’ said I ' Yes. and who owned what was fc It' stome ir.me-y devil r.r other in Wall Street." reidled Buck. “Ail fight.” I replied. |»erhap« asrnnidng - more reluctance than 1 felt. 1;«.I was a little relieved not to have to adrplt that we had wltne*»<*t this episode without opening sere Fuck, remairking. “You go ahead. 1 want to paqk these irons." took the twd long gims and turned back to the train. I ro>se up then, and began scrambling upward the road down rhe face of the hogback. As I came down, she little bearded man whom I hed ■M* reliever! of his wallet was rbmarklng to the express messenger; “You're a -tine guard, you are—let your stage git held up In broad daylight and you w<th a sawed off shotgun over your knees —" T ”1 was robbed, too. wasn't I?” put in a larger man with a drooping seallon .mustache, "And I say be dene right. One shot an' the leader's down, and this here messenger is lookin' into four sets of hardware. Suppose he had 'a' sh<<t -how many of fas would ’a’ got It—huh?”

Earth’s Music Wasted on Prehistoric Man?

Prehistoric man, who slew the megatherium. didn't call tt that More tike, be designated tt as the “Cent," or • something brief and resounding. One syllable whs good enough for him/ He undoubtedly knew ho other than onesyllable speech. Notwithstanding his own meager contribution.* tp the music on earth, primitive man must have beard and weighed some. The birds sang in the bowers as sweetly aa they do now. What impreasidn did that nightingale make on his small and fuxiy ear* Did the melodious notes touch his rudimentary soul. or did he merely want to eat the nightingale? The more often we speculate on the first men. the greater sympathy we feel — —— j ' More Than Ha Bargained For Paul Montgomery went to a dance tn a country town up in lowa one w»wht He met a girl there who was rather easy to loo* at acd after <Unc ' tag with her several times asked if he could “see -her home.” She said jcn when it came time to go Paul learned she lived five miles oat in the country and had ridden a bicycle to the dance. He had to walk to her heme and *ad the bicycle.—Cappers Weekly. \

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“That's right." came in half a dozen voices. Plainly the general sentiment ran against shooting, and my pride of courage rested easier. 1 looked, about me, then, for the women. She whom -I recognized. as the elder sat Inside the stage, fanning herself with the edge of a newspaper. She Was middle-aged "and a little more. I fore- . bore to -peak to her; she did not seem I receptive. Glancing around, I remembered that I had overlooked the otie real tragedy of this affair—the nigh white leader, j At some time in these proceedings he had let his head settle into the dust for the last time, and died. And by his head stood the “other woman, her eyes on his wounded he el Driiwn by 1 kJiow not what im pulse, I approached her; she looked up across the dead horse, looked me full In the eye Her face was so full of pity and tenderness that I could feelthe tears starting behind my own | eyes. That expression of tenderness which held me speechless changed and merged Into a little flicker of wonder. ! Then I saw t.hat she was indeed young I —and beautiful. When finally she her gaze from mine and spoke, her accent was of the East. "You aren't—you weren't one of the passengers?” "No,” I said. "But I saw the end of It. 1 didn't shoot.” I added ha*ti'y. “It WOUldnT have been of any I J use.” In excusing myself I was aC- • cusing myself. But she reassured me ; I and. I felt, with genuine feeling. "I’m glad you didn't," she said. I’m glad I don't have to see a man this | way—“ <h<- glrfm ed down at the dead ! horse —"even a bandit." She stood musing a moment. I had time to noti<e .. tire; >1..;; « remth lu<t a trifle too " for- it stan.darola of beatfty is those days- like my mother's. I j noted mentally but pink and gently I bowed, a fine-drawn, pointed nose, dark bine eyes. "Crtwe Is ahvays .cruel." she said. “I t never thought of that b**fore. i l “This— this is my first sight of it,” | She seemed now to pull herself out of this mood; and she looked me over with her engaging ghuiee of frankl ness. “You're from the East, too?" she remarked. “How did you know?” said I “I . didn't mean to be impertinent." , she answered, smiling, “but it’s your : accent.” ( "A'<;uired at Harvard and most difficult to alter into the forceful and j manly tone* of the West. " said I. She : t laughed at that though lightly; and I I liked her laugh “Ami at present,” I went on. 'Ttn i for Cr".,| !Wl „ l l too; only tn- ! stead of traveling in the effete luxury j j of a stage. I'tn driving a Jack train.” j i "I don’t know how else a lone worn- '. lan I* to travel." she replied, “It's just as well those bandits didn't rob | j me—" She stopped, as though feel- ! ’ Ing she had said too much. “<>h, they didn't get round to you ’ | then?" 1 inquired; and cursed myself I for my Somehow I felt | avers*- In that immo-nt t<> lyit.g. j “No.” she <aid. • though, I think they were going to when that shot stopped ; them." I “And the lady dnside there —your— * 1 be.-ua “oh. she’s Just another passenger." t shr ’eplfed to my unformed question. "T™ traveling to Cottonwood alone, i She took it all Iteuutifully.’’ “I’m going to stake a claim and take my chances." I said, leaving It delicately open for her to slake my cu- ! rlosity If she wished. Apparently she j saw the point, and parried.' "I’m going up on husine-<s," she re-'i | plied. Just then Buck Joined us. ask- ; j Ing Innocently what the difficulty ! might be. The passengers surrounded him, babbled out their separate stories, Buck breaking in now and then 1 with a bland. '‘Well, well!" or “You don’t say!" “Iddnl notice which way they went?" inquired Buck on the first pause “That's what l‘ve been saying." declared the little man who had been robbed. “Trail’s 'hot now By the time the sheriff gets started It’ll be dead cold. If we' was half a set of men we'd be formin' a posse right now an’ chasin’ 'em." “And us without a saddle tn the outfit." interposed the express messenger coldly, logic; “Well, a great, grand line this is!" said the Injured “Payin’

for them. We should be greatly inter ested in one of them if he were in existence now. As it is, we have to be content with studying some backward races still here. —St. Louis Globe-Dem-ocrat. Life tn Drop of Water Although a drop of water no larger than a buckshot may appear crystalclear to the unaided eye. it will resemble a small aquarium If it is greatly magnified. Study of a drop from one of the ponds of the New York goological gardens showed that It was teeming with as many as one hundred forms of life. It was spread upon a glass slide and examined with a highpower microscope. One of the organisms observed was a carious animal with an oddly formed triangular body with two spinning "pinwheels" aa means of locomotion. It appeared to have the sense of sight, for it colliding with other objects and would reach out with its body to grasp convenient surfaces to help Its progress, —Papular Mechanics Magazine. Much Light From Moon Light from the moon equals 100 times the light from all the stars together.

a hundred dollars to git robbed. Took three hundred dollars in bills off me, an' If I hadn’t ’a’ hid—” “We’ve heard that before," said the express messenger. It looked for a second like trouble; doubtless it would have been trouble, but for Buck. “I'm goln' to follow a ways on foot,” he ssdd. “Anybody goin' along?” I had to suppress a smile at my crafty partner. He and I alone knew that the bandits’ had got clear away. The Injured passenger, his bluff called, said rather weakly. I thought: “That’s the ticket.” The express messenger threw his. sawed-off shotgun over bls arm; they two plunged Into the thicket and the rest of the passengers, after a second of hesitation, followed. I saw that, with the eye of beauty on ine. 1 must not hold hack. "Walt a minute.” 1 called! “I am going along." *At that, the unknown woman put out her hand so that she almost touched my elbow, drew It in with a little flush of confusion, and—“<»h. you won't do anything rash!” she faltered. “There’s no danger—they must have gone!" I replied with truth and yet with hypocrisy. As I waded through the mud past the coach I looked up: the middle-aged woman was regarding me from under her frizzes. "Well. It’s time!" she remarked ’grimly. ■ • I. came upon our company following in open order .the footprints of the four bandits. For a quarter of a mile we floutulered and stumbled. Already faint protests were rising from the rear over the futility of the whole proceeding, when Buck came to a turn of the creek and peered around a clump of willows growing close to the i curve of the bank. I shot up beside I him; he pointed. Half sunken in the creek lay the big iron box. o;x*n. We all plunged forward. “Thar's yer express safe,” said Buck. The messenger bent down and examined It. A cold chisel, quite evidently, had been edged into the crack between L Ilf I Wai Alone With Her Now, but Only for the Brief Passage From the Rock to the Stage Coach Door. box and lid and the inadequate lock had been severed by a few smashing blows. The messenger was running over the envelo;»es which strewed the bottom of the box. He turned toward us, and hr was pale under his tan. “They took the money,” he said. “That's gone.” "How much?*' said ,Buck. “I ain’t supposed to know." said the express messenger., “but twenty thousand if anybody asks you.” “Where's the mail sack?” some one inquired. As we spread out in a straggling line of searchers the express messenger still squatted by the box. stared blankly into its depths. But smidenly he looked up and said: “Didn’t take the mail sack.” F.>; k wh;K!'.„q -- “Ain’t no raw beginners, these here bandits." he remarked. “Know if they rob tfie mail they’re in trouble with I'tide Sam." We gave up the pursuit. As we turned back the express messenger and 1 picked up the box by its handles and carried It between us. By now two more wag >n outfits had piled up back of the stage. I saw the •triver was hitching a little bay bronco in’o the place of the dead leader. I learned afterward that he was the spare horse of a wagon outfit, leased on the spot at a ruinous rate. My unknown lady was leaning against her shelf of rock, surrounded by four men. I caught her face; she was smiling, but with all her feminine reserves up. However, as I came into the road she saw me; and I felt that her deep-blue eyes had fbr JuM an instant flattered me with personal concern, that momentarily she had stepped out from her intrenchments. “What did yon find?" she asked as I approached the group. So not to her but to the cmipanv I told the story of our little adventure. I had not finished when the stage driver yelled. “All aboard!" The wagon men departed to their outfits. I was alone with her now, but only for the brief passage from the rock to the stage-coach door. “My name is Gilson. Robert Gilson,” I said. That's a good old New England name.” she remarked. “Second Cliff. Scituate, in 1633." said I; then felt my cheeks tingling with the ghost of shame; it seemed like boasting, that. She was gathering her duster about her; she was starting; but I said no more lest she change the subject. Ikiubt’ess she saw the point in my pause.

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“Mine is Deane—Mrs. Deane,” she replied; and we stepped to the stagecoach. Then, as I closed the door and she settled down lightly in her seat, she said without hint or prompting from me: “1 shall be boarding with Mrs. Barnaby here." and a wave of her gloved hand indicated the woman to her right. You will," put in that lady grimly. "If ever that freight company gets my outfit Into camp. The way this stage line is run, 1 must say the chances is promisin'. 1 must say—" The coach Jerked away, hut her conversation buzzed monotonously through the creaking of the leather boot, the rattle of the wheels. She—the young unknown—she had | given me a subtle, half-expressed in vitatlon. The glow about my heart I told tae that I liked that, just as.l did not like her "Mrs.” Buck spoke; I found that my eyes ' were still onUhe retreating coach. “One dum thing after another,” he ’ said. “If it ain't a cave-in. It’s rob- , bers. Won't tv a four-foot patch of i pay dirt left by the time we strike camp. Well, anyhow, stage drivers 1 is sometimes some use. This here one pßt me right about that trail.” Forthwith we clambered over the rocks to i the mesa where our burros, which Buck had calmly staked out before he ’ rejoined me, grazed at the extreme I end of their lines. CHAPTER II The Interruption of the stage robbery took most of our morning. By dusk'we had advanced only ten weary miles: for now we were really climbing. While I unsaddled, cut down a dead pine for wood, built a fire on a i of rocks which thnjst its crest : above tiie snow, started supper. Buck went ahead in the dying light to reconnoiter. He returned in his native state of cyni< al pessimism. We should be in luck if we made Cottonwood in two days. As for the chance at a claim. Buck revealed his pessimism on ' that score by a series of speculations I concerning miners' wages in Cotton- | wood. j Above the ledge of rock where { burned our fire a scant circle of young * pines grow on a miniature plateau | from wlifch the snow had melted, i There we tethered our weary, train, i After supper, dog-tired though we were, we had still more work. By the i light of our candle lantern I cut a pile of fresh boughs to alleviate the. hardness of our bed; • Young and I weary though I was, when I had rolled into my blanket and settled my head on my saddle, anticipation banished sleep for at least five minutes. I knew , until Buck shook me and I saw that the eastern edge of the sky below us had begun . to glow. The stars were fading and a shrill ’ dnwn wind was blowing down the! gorge when we finished our coffee, j gave the last <auch to our packs by ‘ adding our tin cups and plates, saddled our horses, mounted. For a twisted mile, our train scrambled from ledge to ledge, then slid into the main road. It was full day- j light now; the half frozen mud had. a consistency of soft rubber, and each 1 burro landed with a kind of elastic ”p'op.” ,We rounded a pinnacle of rock. Above us the road carried for a mile or so straight up a 12 per cent grade; and I saw that we were at the i tall of a procession. I > ‘ _• across S!)*< <.th rock, and avoided, for the time being, a Jam which grew thicker and . thicker as we advanced. And now | both our trail and the main road spilled out upon a small basin in the mountain side. A widening of the road, built sb that I teams might pass, gave us a chance ' to advance two places in line and to j wriggle In behind a light buckhoard carrying what I took for a pair of gamblers. At the next sharp rise of ! the grade our pack train had its first accident. With the instinct of their j breed, the burros had hitherto avoided the slippery sj>ots and held their footing in spite of their titiy hoofs. Bat now the big fellow wfio had caused US all the trouble two days before slipi»ed to his knees, rolled heavily over onto his side. Because he was larger of,fraine than the rest we Imd loaded him on that morning of the : supreme effort with the heaviest of i our mining e<|uipment We had not calculated on the inherent asintnity of his character. This time, instead of I waiting patiently for man to get him i out of trouble, he struggled violently though vainly bidding fair to break I

Old Scriptural Names Seem to Have Passed

A writer calls attention to the interesting names found in certain sections, such as the village home of his child hood days where the names were almost entirely scriptural so there were Matthew, Mark, etc., Rhoda. Sarah. Joseph. Benjamin, etc. The three son* of our blacksmith were Shadracb. Meshach. and Abednego. the latter being shortened to Bendy. These passed, ami their place was taken by family num s--Charles. Wjlliara. Henry, etc. The Twentieth century brought a hideous change In the direction of “gentility!" with stich horrors aa Gladys, Doris. Daphne. Sydney, Herbert (“Bert” or “Erb"). He says: “I have Gift of Tonguee A party of tourists from St. Louis were sight-seeing in Sun Francisco’s Chinatown. One old Chinese was particularly courteous to them and they remarked on leaving his shop that the Chinese most be a pretty smart race of people. “No, no.” he remarked bowing affably. "I don't know. China man not much smart Come top-side California, stay ten. fifteen year, not talk velly good. Misaouli man come here chop chop, stay two thlee month, talk plitty good.”—Everybody’s Magazine.

our shovels and his own legs. Buck leaped forward, sat on his head until he accepted the inevitable and lay quiescent. Not only had the saddle shifted until the burro lay on his pack, but Buck’s scientific arrangement had been knocked all askew. There was nothing for it but to loosen the cinches, slip him out of the saddle, and pack again. “If I hold this line up there’ll be shooting ’” remarked Buck under bla breath. “Got to pack this stuff to a level spot somewheres.” And hard on this the freighter behind us. driving • six mules with a Jerk-line, called: “Well, git out of the road! Git a move on!” Buck rose to his full Impressive height. “If you want us out of the way.” he said, j‘ye kin drop that pretty Jumpin’ rope of yours and help!” The buckboard went on. revealed a hundred yards ahead a cleft on the hillside down which, when the snows began really to melt, a str.'am would tumble across the road. There we assembled our Jacks and our horses. As we returned to the scene of the jam I met the freighter and his assistant toiling up with part of our parapher- > nalia. When Buck had loaded him- > self to capacity there were left only the pack saddle, a shovel and qn ax. Possessing myself of these. I stag- i gered stride by stride behind Buck for , at least ten yards. Although I was > young and full of foolish pride tn my own strength I could keep up with him, no longer than that. I straggled into the creek bed far behind, dumped my load and "dropped myself across it in the last stages of exhaustion. However, even the mountain-inured Buck. I noticed with satisfaction, was fain to squat on his heels and rest himself for a minute. Then he sprang up. prodded the recreant burro into position with the sole of his boot, began to saddle. Now a white ridge rose just above and beyond us. Beyond lay nor indeed the summit, hut a round, wide and gentle slope which stretched a glittering white expanse to the sky line. We had passed the sources of the stream above which we had been toiling all that day. Buck mounted, and I. with more relief than I can tell, followed his example. He did not need to inform >me that this was the final dash to the pass, for which he had been harboring the strength of our horses. With menacing cracks of his blacksnake whip Buck kept our burros climbing at a fast walk. And now we passed a low ridge and I saw that the line of the horizon no more made a ’ sharp cleft between dazzling white and deep blue. It was slashed with the black -silhouettes of men. horses, wagons. The 1 men, I perceived at a second glance, all stood with their backs toward us. “Thar she be. I guess." remarked Buck. He himself had a catch in his breath. In those days none had measured this quarter of the Rockies, but I knew now that we were much more than eleven thousand feet above sea level. “Kin leave the Jacks for a minute.” , Ruck went on. At a cautious trot, j which set the sides of my own horse to pumping against my legs like a I bellows, we advanced to the group on the horizon line. It remained the horizon line: no further heights showed beyond. We pulled up beside a freight wagon, and — The view burst all at once, without preliminary glimpses. I had come out at the top of a eliff. which fell away for a hundred yards below my feet. Across lay the white mother of ranges. It seemed an immeasurable distance away; yst it seemed also to fill a third of the heavenj. Far to the right the range which we were now traversing curved to meet the divide beyond. In that quarter the whiteness was b-oken by the ’composite tints, of cliffs j and rocky walls too steep for the cling- | Ing snow; and over their bases trailed i a smoke cloud. “Thet’s it!”—A voice by my side I brought m< soaring th.mgh's back to , earth. A freighter, his legs bound Hke ■ puttees with gunny sacking against ' the cold and snow, was pointing; and ■ the less experienced argonauts l grouped about him were straining I their eyes. I followed the direction • of his finger. That cloud, a day’s >• Journey away, rose fr<un the fires of j the camp, the El Dorado in which i some of us were to find fortune and ! some to leave our bones. All along i the edge of the cliff men atid women stood talking in excited exclamations. ; broken suddenly with a catch of the breath. Ruck, having taken one long look, rode back to round up the pack. I shirked and stayed, fascinated. You’ll hear a great deal more ‘ about the grim details of life in a mining camp after you've read the next installment. ■a ; (TO BE CONTINVKUI

known a girl with the beautiful name of Irene often summoned hilariously aa | •Come on. young Rene,' while a child i by the name of Audrey was surprised ‘j when I told her that her name was a variant of Exheidreda.-—London Mali. | Germ “Boom” In London yon can get a bargain In ! germs. A quarter of a dollar will buy millions, and you can have your choice | of more than 2,000 kinds. There has been a great demand for I germs lately from laboratories and ! hospitals, according to Popular Science | Monthly, and workers tn the Lister Institute are kept busy feeding, raising and bottling them to ship to_,the far corners of the earth. Many of the germs are cranky boarders, and the chef has to make special dishes for them. A favorite food is beef tea, but others will touch only dishes in which eggs are used. Topers in the assembly demand alcohol in their foods. Some of the germs demand a lot of coddling. The “flu” germ, for instance, has to be kept at a certain even temperature in an incubator night and day lest it catch cold and die. What exile from this country is able to escape from himself?—Horace.

M<MD I QLUNINQS APPLES ATTACKED BY CODLING MOTH The codling moth or apple worm causes more apples to go to the cull pile than any other pest affecting the crop. Injury to apples is done by the larva of the moth. This larva is a small pinkish worm about one-halt to three-fourths of an inch in length. It spends the winter in a coCoon under the bark of the trees and there are two and sometimes three generations per season in this state. According to C. 11. Brannon, exten sion entomologist for the North Carolina State college; the adult moth emerges about two or three weeks after petals fall but does not deposit eggs untiMhe temperature gets around 65 degrees. The young lafvge feed, to some extent, on the foliage of, the apple tree, but enter the apples at the blossom end soon after hatching. The worms become mature and leave the fruit on the side about 30 to 40 days after entering. The second broqd gets in on the side, generally. “To control this -pest,” says Mr. Brannon, “it is very important to fill the calyx with arsenate of lead spray before the calyx closes. Therefore, we recommend that arsenate of lead spray be applied when seven-eighths of the blossom petals have fallen in order to fill the calyx cup or the blossom end of the fruit wiah poison before It closes. This cspruy has no relation to the time the fltst brood of larvae emerge. It is applied several weeksbefore the larvae will enter the fruit, but it is held there to poison the young larvae which attempt to enter. “The second codling moth spray is also applied for the first brood, but is to kill those which do not attempt to enter the calyx and which feed on the foliage. Thus we are giving two sprays to kill one brpod of the insects. This is important, however, for the second brood comes from tm* first, and if the first worms are kiiletF-tl.e second brood will be greatly reduced. The third is timed to poison the second brood as they are hatching in greater numbers.” Set Apple‘Grafts Early, Says a Missouri Expert Apple grafts made during the wilder months should be set out in the nursery row just as soon as the ground will do the work, according to T. J. Talbert of the Missouri College of Agriculture. The rows should be laid off about three and one-half to four feet wide. The furrow may be opened with a small turning plow. The grafts are then planted in the furrow from ten to fourteen inches apart by standing them up against the vertical side. Tb.e sol’ is then thrown against them with a plow or hoe. The grafts should be planted deeply, allowing only one or two inches to be exposed after the soil is leveled and packed about them. The grafts should receive frequent and thorough cub vation during spring and summer to keep down weeds and conserve moisture. The young trees may be set in the orchard after one season’s growth or they may be allowed to grow two seasons before transplanting. Set Out Grapevines in Rows for Best Results Grapevines should be set out ■in rows, with a distance of six to eight feet between rows, and with the plants about eight feet apart in the row if a vineyard is wanted. For family use a few vines may be set -singly wherever there is a suitable place. When in rows It Is usual to set posts in the rows and string wires ob the posts, on which the vines are trained to grow. If plants are set singly a post may be set near the plant on which the vines can be trained and without wires. Grapes should have high and welldrained land on which to grow, and the soil should not be very rich, nor should the vines he manured, at least until they are quite old. On rich land the-vines make too much growth witboat making much fruit.

Horticultural Facts Flant at least one tree this spring. • • • The practice of planting pears on soils not suited for growing apples -is discouraged. • • * Pear growing Is especially recommended for the grower who has overapecialized in apples. » • • A growing realization Is developing of the fact that grapes are o one of the surest and most profitable crops. » • • Raspberries need a good supply of manure. It is applied in the winter between the rows. • • • We are using or destroying our forests four and one-half titties faster than we are replenishing them. Remember this. • • • The apple trees which are cultivated often do not require the use of artificial fertilizers, although occasionally the land is larking in nitrogen, in which case soil amendments should be applied. It is suggested that In planting a form vineyard, a number of good va-1 rieties be used Instead of devoting the entire planting to one variety. Trim the grapevines now if you have not done so. It is possible to trim grapevines too closely, but in most cases entirely too much wood is left • • •“ ' It is a common fault to set a tree either too deep or too shallow. Set it so the earth just covers the dark ring that marks its depth in the nursery.

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