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THURSDAY MORNING, DEC. 24, 1914 THE LAGRANGE REPORTER X Farming Chats and Comment M A V LETTER FROM MR. WILL FANNIN Former Popular Citizen of |j(iran(r Says HU Section Feeling l>e- , premiion Too. The following from Mr. W. F. Fan nin of Lukclnnd, Fla., will lx> of inter est to his numerous friends here, where he resided with his family for many years. Mr. and Mrs. Fannin and the children still hold a warm place in their hearts for I-nGrange and their old friends and keep up with the news of the community through The Reporter. When remitting for his subscrip tion, Mr. Fannin comments most inter estingly upon the conditions in the Cotton Ilelt and in his present home as follows: Editor Reporter:— You people in the * Cotton Country think times are hurd, and they doubt less are, but you have a big advan tage of us in a county where all our crops are perishable. The growers hero will not got ono-half value for their fruit. The phosphate mines are not doing much. This is a wuges country and ncurly everything stopped makes it hard. I have done about six weeks work in three months COTTON SEED VS. CORN Atlanta, Dec. 23. (Special).—Dr. Andrew M. Soule, president of the State College of Agriculture at Ath ens, who has done more than probably any other man in the Btate to encour age the livestock industry, has recent ly issued a most interesting address, entitled: “The Farmers’ Opportun ity,” in which he gives detail and ex plicit advice with reference to the cattle industry. In this address Dr. Soule cnlls at tention to the fact that com and oats are abnormally high due to war con ditions and for that reason a substi tute feed must be used in order that a fair profit may be made on cattle raising. He highly recommends the use of cotton seed meal in making up rations for horses and mules and speaking on this subject soys: “At present ptices cotton seed meal is relatively cheap er than com and will, therefore, tend to lessen the cost of daily rutions, which is of very greut importance to the farmer in view of the existing conditions. In using cotton seed meal as a feed for draft animals, it is im portant to remombor that the meal should be thoroughly mixed or co mingled with whntever. concentrate is fed. In other words, it is very dcsir- l and if I hud to depend on my labor altogether I could not make a living | ^ t£ t 7f MrairiiMd'"nTtheba“si. of the rations, it should be ground here now. I was fortunate to bo out of debt when the war started, and I am truly thankful for it. We are all well and sitting around a good fire. Had two disagreeable days. The weuther man predicted freezing for last night and tonight but missed it. My thermometer re gistered 44 this morning and is 48 now, 9 o’clock P. M. Our country is flooded with tramps and men out of work, all sorts of folks begging for shoes, clothes and something to eat. My wife had four in ono duy und hardly a day passes that she doesn’t feed one. Ono of my neighbors claims to huvo had fifteen asking for something to eat in one day. So wo will have to bo thankful that it is not worse with us. W. F. FANNIN. and the cotton seed meal thoroughly incorporated with it. Of course, it is anticipated that whore cotton seed meal and com are made up into ration for work stock in the South the animals will be fed a suitable proportion of roughness of a charac ter best calculated to supply their needs.” Dr. Soule points out that the far mers of the South have an opportunity of a life time to enter into the cattle raising industry for there is u good and growing demand for livestock, and the best and least expensive feed stuff is at hand and cheaper than any thing that can be brought from the West. TICKS EFFECT MILK YIELDS. Washington, D. C., Dec. 23.—Even with so-culled immune cattle, ticks have caused a loss varying from 1.5 to S.5 quarts of milk a day, according to experiments conducted by the U. S. Department of Agriculture. Hither to the exact amount of the damage which the ticks do to these so-called immune cattlo has been a matter of conjecture. The Department’s ex periments, howover, havo now made it certain thut evon a light infesta tion seriously reduces the revenue from tho dairy hord. Investigators took two lots of 20 cows ouch and permitted ono lot to become infested with ticks while the other lot was kept freo by spraying and dipping; otherwise conditions were as identical as it was possible to make them. After a period of ap proximately five months it was found that those cows which were lightly infested produced 18.6 per cent less milk than the cows that were alto gether free, und that those heavily infested with ticks produced 42.4 per cent less milk, or neurly half a gallon less a duy. In addition it was found that cows which were supposed to be immune Buffered from tick fover and one actually died from the disease. Translated into money this means that if a dairyman with a herd of 20 cows which produced 8 quarts of milk a duy allowed his cattle to become in fested he would lose approximately 1.5 quarts of milk from each cow every day or a total of 30 quarts for the entire heard. Assuming thut the milk was worth 5c a quart, this would be a daily loss of $1.50 for the dairy man. If the tick infestation were heavy, the reduction of the milk supply might easily become so great that it would amount to a daily re duction of $3.40 in the revenue from the entire herd. These figures wore corroborated by the experience of a certain dairyman in the heart of the tick-infested sec tion. Late in the season he dipped his cattle and killed the ticks. One week afterwards the 42 cows in his herd gave 10 gallons of milk more a day than they did before the dipping. This wns an increase of 16.6 per cent. He got 35c a gallon for his milk, so that the extra 10 gallons a day were worth $3.50 to him. The results of this investigation are set forth more fully in Farmers’ Bulletin No. 639, which is about to be published by the U. S. Department of Agriculture, under the title "Eradi cation of the Cattle Tick Necessary for Profitable Dairying.” To quote the final sentences of the bulletin: “It costs more to feed the ticks than it does to kill them. Which do you prefer to do?” TO ADVERTISE SOUTHLAND Mr. E. H. Hyman, the enterprising secretary of the Macon Chamber of Commerce, has started a movemen which cannot fail to enlist the suppor of every Georgian who is interested in the sound upbuilding of the state Its purpose is to present the advan tages of lower priced lands, milder climate, longer growing seasons of Georgia to the progressive white American farmers of the great North west. Mr. Hyman argues soundly thut it is better to go after this class of people who will readily amalga mate and make good citizens, ruther than to bring in a lot of poor immi grants of other nationalities, the greater portion of whom would prob ably come without either money or other requisites for quickly making good, intelligent, self-supporting citi zens. An organization has been formed called the “Advertising Georgia Farms Association,” with Mr. Hyman as president and Calvin F. Smith as secretary. Their plan is to run scries of advertising in the farm pa pers, circulating in the sections where the best class of prospects reside. The inquiries developed from this publicity campaign will be thoroughly followed up with literature and personal let ters giving information about the Georgia farms listed for sale. And there is where Troup county comes in. Owners of land who are willing to sell at a fair price are invited to list their property with the Associa tion. It will cost nothing, will take but little time and trouble to do this, and may prove the means of not only making a sale of surplus or unused or but partially used lands, but tho ad dition of desirable citizens as well So if you, tho reader of this article, have any land to sell, sit down and write the Association about it. Ad dress your letter to Secretary, Adver tising Georgia Farms Association, Macon, Ga. State the number of acres; the character of the soil and condition as to fertility; how much in woods; whether it has streams or springs, etc.; the improvements; lo cation as to schools, churches and markets, etc.; and do not fail to state your lowest cash price. Also, if will ing to sell on terms of part cash, the balance in annual interest-bearing payments, secured by the property, state the terms on this basis. SCIENTIFIC METHODS From a composition on Harmfu insects a teacher gleaned the follow ing information: “Tho chief insect harmful to man is th; fly, mosquito and caterpillow. To destroy them get them all and step on them or oth erwise destroy their breathing plac es.”—New York Evening Post. A Vagrant Christmas Gift (Oojryriffal by Frank A. Muoaey Co.) R. and Mrs. Jackson Smith understood each other perfectly on the Christa mas present proposition. This satisfactory state of affairs did not come about the first year of their wedded life, nor even the second. The third Christ mas was almost at hand before Mr. Smith discovered accidentally, but to his Intense Joy, that Mrs. Smith rel ished his selection of furs, gloves, cur tains, rugs, and so on, no more than did he her choice of smoking-jackets, cravats, mufflers, et cetera. That their friends could not bo taken In on the combination was, however, a thorn In the flesh of each of them. "The worst has happened,” said Mrs. Smith, interrupting Mr. Smith's perusal of the paper Christmas morn ing. “A messenger Just brought a pres ent from tho Snlvelys, and I forgot to put them on my list. It’s a book and wo've got to send them something.” “Well, what are we going to do about tho Snlvelys?” growled Mr. Smith. “Jack,” said she In a moment, ‘Tvo had an inspiration. Why couldn't we send tho Snlvelys the book that Cous- In Lucy sent us? Neither of them will ever know it.” “By George! We’ll do It,” said Mr. Smith, after considering the propo sition. “Where Is Cousin Lucy's book?" “It’s on tho desk." said Mrs. 8mlth. "Just put our cards in tho book and wrap it up neatly. I'll call a messen ger boy.” Half an hour later Mr. Smith hand ed a package, addressed to Mr. Sntve- ly, to a messenger boy and saw him depart with It. Ho was luxuriously stretched out on a davenport when Mrs. Smith came Into the room a fow minutes later. “Jack,” said Mrs. Smith, holding a book in her hand, "I thought you were going to wrap this book up.” “Great Scott!" exclaimed Mr. Smith, Jumping to his feot "I did wrap up some book. The messenger has already been here and I gave it to him.” “How long has the boy been gone?” demanded Mrs. Smith. “About ten minutes.” “Get your things on. Bo quick, and maybe you can reach the Snlvelys’ before the boy and get that dreadful book away from him! How could you have been so careless?” Mrs. Smith was almost frantic. Down to the nearest street car tore Mr. Smith, fairly consumed with rage. He had arrived at the down town district when, with a thrill of Joy. he spied the messenger boy. Without waiting for the car to stop, Mr. Smith jumped off and started on a run for the boy. At the same moment the messenger boy saw him, and, without knowing why he was being pursued, he obeyed his first impulse and ran too. In a moment a dozen had Jotned In the chaBO, Down the street came the poor messenger boy, frantically straining every muscle to get away from the mob pursuing him. Sud denly two men from a cross street ran in front of the hoy. One threw his arms around the fugitive, hold ing his fast; the other man seized the package the boy was carrying. "Why, Snlvely! This package is ad dressed to you!" he exclaimed. “Why, so it!” said the man who had caught the boy. In a moment they were surrounded by a crowd. A policeman rushed up and took charge of the boy. “Hold on there, officer, the boy’s all right!” cried Mr. Smith, who had arrived upon the scene by this time. "What do you know about this af fair?” said the policeman respectfully, as he recognized Mr. Smith. But Mr. Smith was standing as ono dazed. He had caught sight of Mr. Snlvely with the book under his arm. “Hello, Smith,” said Mr. Snlvely. “I Just now caught this boy, and found him carrying a package ad dressed to me, so took charge of it Do you know anything about it?” “Why—why—ar—yes,” stammered Mr. Smith, trying to colleot his wits. "You see, I sent the package.” “Well, why were you chasing the boy?” asked the policeman, a little Im patiently. The perspiration stood out on poor Mr. Smith’s forehead. “I—I was afraid I hadn’t given the boy the right address, and was trying to stop him to find out,” he blurted in desperation. The policeman looked at Mr. Smith curiously. He was convinced that he w as lying, though with what object he could not imagine. “The package has come to the right fellow anyway,” Bald Snlvely, laugh ing. “I’m going right home, so I’ll take it along with me.” “Oh, 1 couldn’t think of allowing you to do that, old man!" cried Mr. Smith. “Just give it back to the boy; he'll take it to the house for you.” "Nonsense!" said Mr. 8nlvely. "It’s a light package and I don't mind carrying It a particle.” Mr. Smith ground his teeth with rage. How was he to get that book away from Snlvely? “Snlvely,” said he, my office Is only a few doors down tho street. Come up and smoke a cigar with mo. I’ve got some good ones.” A few minutes later Mr. Smith ush ered Mr. Snlvely into bis office. “Sit down here, Snlvely.” said he, offering his guest a chair. “L*t me have your package; I’ll put it over here on my desk.” He took the book eagerly and put it on his desk out of stght. As he smoked and talked, ho racked his brain for a scheme to get Snively out of the room without bis book. “Good morning, gentlemen. Merry Christmas.” It was Smith's partner. Perkins, who thus addressed them as he came out of his private office. Suddenly a brilliant scheme took shape in his mind. He proceeded Im mediately to put It into execution. "By tho way, Perkins, I have a Christinas present for you.” As he spoke, he picked up Snively's package and, holding it so that Snively could not see it, walked over the Perkins and handed It to him. “But—but—” Perkins protested. "Take it and keep your mouth shut, or I’ll choke you!" whispered Smith fiercely. “Oh, thank you very much," said tho astonished Perkins. "Well, I must be getting home. Good morning.” After talking a few moments longer, Snively rose to go. "Can I trouble you for my package, now?" he said. “Ob, yes,” said Smith, going to his ly over the blunder. Smith arrived home soon after, con gratulating himself on his generalship. "Oh, Jack,” cried Mrs. Smith, ns soon as he stepped Into the house, I hope you haven’t had any trouble! “Well, I’ve had Just about the most strenuous time I’ve experienced in many moonB." Bald Smith. “I came out all right though.” “I'm so sorry,” said Mrs. Smith. "Now I hope you won't be angry. Jack, but you hadn’t been gone but a few moments when I discovered that you hadn't sent Mrs. Snively’s book, after all. I found her book lying on the floor by the center-table, where, in some way. It had been knocked off. The only book that is missing is the one that Mr. and Mrs. Perkins sent us, se that must have been the one that you sent to the Snlvelys.” Mr. Smith collapsed into the near est chair. “Ding-a ling-a-llng,” went the tele phone Mr. Smith, still In a dazed condi tion, rose and answered It "Hello, is that you. Smith?" said a voice. "This is Perkins.” Smith braced himself for the worst. “I didn’t quite understand about that present you gave me down at the office. When I got home I found that it had Snively’s name on it" “Oh.” “1 thought there must be some mis take about It, so I didn’t open it." “You say you didn't open it?" "No." “Thank Heaven!" "What do you say?" “I said that you did right. It was Just a little Joke on Snively." “Is that so? Well, I’ll bring the package down to tho office with me In the morning.” “Thank you. Good-by." "Thank heaven,” said Smith as he hung up the receiver and once more settled himself in comfort, "Christ mas comes but once a year!” MR. BIRD BRINGS DRIED FRUIT i Mr. C. C. Bird of Mountville in LaGrangc Thursday and brough The I^Grange Reporter sixteen pounds of nice dried apples and peach es to go on his subscription account. Mr. Bird states that the farmers in his section are prepared to face tho present situation. Nearly all of his neighbor's have raised enough food stuffs and supplies for their own use. “Well,” said Mr. Bird, “I think that I will raise mostly com and hogs another year.” Reports from all parts of the county, indicate that next year will be a banner year for “hog and hominy.” Searching First Calmly and Then With Apparent Annoyance. desk and searching first calmly and then with apparent annoyance. “By George! It Isn’t here,” he an nounced In a surprised tone. Suddenly he sat down and began laughing uproariously. “Do you know what I’ve done?” he said as Boon as he had his mirth some what under control “I gave Perkins your package. I forgot that I took his present home Inst night, and my wife sent it over this morning with n preh eat for Mrs. Perkins.” “Oh, that’s all right,” said Snively, laughing. “It doesn't make a particle of difference.” Thev nartiul. laughing good-natured* COTTON LOAN PLAN Atlanta, Ga., Dec. 23.—The first detailed announcement of the cotton loan plan for the $135,000,000 loan fund has reached members of th© Georgia Bankers’ association, and the loan will soon be in active operation. Local committees will be named by the state committees. All loans shall bear six per cent interest. Ehch loan shall be evidenced by a note in ap proved form and secured by properly warehoused and insured cotton o^ a basis of six cents per pound for mid dling. Cotton collateral must be pro vided to give a margin of twenty per cent above the face value of the loan. • All applications for loans must be made before February 1, 1915, and all mature a year from that date. In dividuals will apply for loans through their local committees. GET YOUR NEIGHBOR TO SUB SCRIBE FOR THE LAGRANGE REPORTER. BRIMMING WITH JOY. “The reckless chauffeur mowed down all the pedestrian his path.” “Was he full?” “Full and running over.”—Balti more News. Clark’s Book jSfore] [Wishes You Prosperity. WE HANDLE ( Edison Fountain Pens We Extend to all our Friends and customers a Merry Xmas and a Happy NEW YEAR. Red Star Shoe Store LAGRANGE GEORGIA