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BURIED ORCHARDS. Peach Trees That Are Turned Under Ground to Escape Frost. The burying of entire peach or chards for protection against late spring frosts is a common practice in the intermountain valleys of eastern Colorado. In areas where not more than one full crop in seven or eight years has been previously harvested annual yields are now to be counted on. A net return of $25 from each peach tree is not un common. Irrigation facilitates the task of burying the trees. Just before a hard freeze is due in the late fall the Colorado orchardist digs a trench to each peach tree which he expects to ‘Hay down” and turns on the water, allowing it to run until the soil about the roots is thoroughly soaked. He then can undermine the trees and bend them down with little difficulty. They are held to the ground by a heavy plank or by ropes until a covering of hay is spread over them and a layer of dirt shoveled on top of that. Two inches of dirt have been found sufficient protection in 30 below zero weather. Orchards are left prostrate and covered until the last bit of danger from frost in the spring has passed. In the higher localities this danger period is not before the 10th of May. When the hay and dirt are finally removed a mass of pink bloom greets the orchardist. He will tell you it is the prettiest sight in the world. Sometimes, if the season be late, tiny peaches will show their green heads among the pink blossoms. After raising the tree a brace is applied and left against the trunk through the summer. An orchard of trees all propped in this manner, their branches all leaning one way and showing more foliage and fruit on one side than on the other, pre sents a novel picture to the Colo rado tourist. I have been told that peach or chards subjected to this burying treatment were short lived. Last season I saw one weighted down with big, luscious peaches. It had been buried for ten successive win ters and had yielded six full crops. —Farm and Fireside. St. Kilda State Affairs. One feature of St. Kildan life would have appealed strongly to Dr. Johnson if he had carried out his intention of spending a winter on the island. “The men ©f St. Kilda,” writes John Sands, “are in the habit of congregating in front of one of the houses almost every morning for the discussion of busi ness. I called this assembly the parliament, and, with a laugh, they adopted the name. When the sub ject is exciting they talk with loud voices and all at one time, but when the question is once settled they work together in perfect har mony. Shall we go to catch solan geese or ling or mend the boat to day? Such are some examples of the questions that occupy the house. Sometimes disputes are settled by drawing lots.”—London Chronicle. Personality of Typewriters. Two men changing typewriters or motorcars are, though more subtly, like two men changing boots. Sew ing machines, pianos and fiddles grow intimate with the people who use them, and they come to express those particular people and the ways in which they are different from others. A brown eyed type writer makes her machine move dif ferently every day from a blue eyed one. Typewriting machines never like to have their people lake the liberty of lending them. Steel bars and wooden levers all have little mannerisms, little expressions, small souls of their own, habits of people that they have lived with, which have grasped the little wood and iron levers of their wills and made them what they are.—Atlantic. His Reminder. “My husband has a clever idea for reminding me of little things that I am to do while he is away during the day,” said a woman who lives in Harlem. “Last week a rela tive came on a visit and I was to meet her at the station at half past 10 in the morning. At 10 o’clock the alarm clock rang in the parlor, and when I went in to shut it off I found a note lying beside it which reminded me of my engagement. I am sure that I would have for gotten it otherwise.”—New York Bun. Open Windows For Invalids. If the sleeper be ill or fragile or very old the room can be ventilated by placing a board five or six inches deep and about an inch thick to fit across the bottom of the window. Then shut the lower sash down on this hoard, leaving the upper sash dosed. This method allow? a shaft of air to pass up between the two sashes and so to the ceiling, whence it spravs evenly all over the room. From “Health In Business.” A PAINTER AND HIS BASSOON. Gainsborough Loved to Play, Though He Tortured His Friends. “Gainsborough’s profession.” says one of his friends, “was painting, and music was his amusement, yet there were times when music seem ed to be his employment and paint ing his diversion.’’ He w’as so passionately fond of music that he filled his house with all manner of instruments and per mitted his table to be infested with all sorts of musical professors ex cept only bagpipers. Gainsborough never had applica tion enough to learn his notes thor oughly, yet he loved melody so much that he tried his native skill upon almost every instrument. He could perform a tune on the fiddle, the guitar, the harpsichord or the flute. He also took lessons upon either the hautboy or the clarinet, but made nothing of it. According to a biographer of Gainsborough, Johann Christian Bach, a son of the great Sebastian, who lived for many years in Lon don, had a certain dry and testy hu mor. He used to sit and endure Gainsborough's unhappy efforts and, laughing in his sleeve, exclaim: “Bravo, bravo!” Gainsborough, not at all abashed at his irony, if indeed he perceived it, would go at it again, laboring hard at his task. “Now for Pur cell’s chaunt,” or “Here is a bit of old Bird.” he would say. “Dat is very fine!” cried Bach when the ordeal was over. “Now for a touch of old Henry Lawes,” continued Gainsborough. “Now, dat is too pad!” Bach would shout, his patience worn out at last. “Dere is no law why de gompany is to listen to your mur der of all dese ancient gombosers.” Then he would get up from his seat, run his fingers along all the keys of the harpsichord and flourish voluntaries as if he were inspired. One day Bach called on Gains borough in Pall Mall and found him in his studio, working hard at the bassoon. The painter’s cheeks were puffed out till his face was round and red as the harvest moon. Bach stood astounded. “Pote it away, man, pote it away!” he commanded. “Do you want to burst yourself like the frog in the fable? It is only fit for the lungs of a coundry blackschmidt.” “Nay, now,” exclaimed Gains borough, “it is the richest bass in the world. Now listen again.” “Listen!” cried Bach. “Mine friendt, T did listen at your door in the passage, and py all the powers above it is for all the vorld as the veritable braying of a jackass.” “Why, you have no ear for music, man.” Gainsborough exclaimed, “no more ear than an adder!”—Youth’s Companion. An Undiscovered Interior. A magazine editor recently re turned a story to an aspiring con tributor. Immediately the latter wrote an indignant letter to him, saying that before sending her manuscript she had slightly pasted together several of the inner pages. When the story was returned to her it was in its original condition. She had always suspected editors of neglecting their duties; now she was sure of their carelessness, for her own story had not been read. To all this the much berated man made reply: Dear Madam—At breakfast, when I find that an egg is bad, 1 do not have to eat the whole of it to make sure. —Chicago Record-Herald. Jarred the Professor. When in 1883 Professor Freeman was examining Battle abbey he found himself dogged by a person, who, as he thought, somewhat offi ciously obtruded his offers of as sistance. After vainly trying to shake him off he broke forth with: “I don’t want your help. The Duke of Cleveland promised that 1 should not be interfered with by the gar deners.” “Exactly so,” was the reply; “I hope they have obeyed my orders. I am the Duke of Cleveland.” More Than Kind. ‘Tn my young days,” says Mr. A. J. Swinburne in “Memories of a School Inspector,” “a rural school mistress entirely misinterpreted my kindness, which was prompted by a desire to quiet her nervousness. “I asked her is as pleasant a voice as I could summon if she could have the children recite on the Tieindeer.’ “She replied, simpering, T have a lesson on clouds and one on mist, but I’m sorry I have none on rain.’ ” Took Him at His Word. “Yes; the engagement is off.” “What came between your two loving hearts?” “I hardly know. I told her I was unworthy of her, and she agreed with me so heartily on the point that our courtship kind of languish ed after that.”—Washington Her ald. USES FOR THE PAPER BAG Careful Housekeeper Can Find Many Ways of Storing These Useful Articles. There are very few housekeepers who do not find uses for ordinary paper bags that are continually ac cumulating. A most excellent way to keep these bags so that they will always be not only easy of access, but in good condition and in assorted sizes, is to have a pine boar<s, three inches wide by one inch thick, neatly planed. Screw two brass rings in the top by which the board may be hung to the wall or pantry door, and drive three nails with the heads filed off on the boards. Another good idea is to reserve a small drawer in the kitchen or pan try for them. Before being placed in the drawer they should be care fully smoothed and folded. An enamel cloth bag tacked upon the pantry door is also a convenient receptacle for these bags. An ingen ious housewife has fashioned a bag, convenient for holding paper bags and also for odds and ends of string. The bag is made by cutting two pieces of linen duck of the length re quired. One piece is four inches nar rower than the other. The narrower strip is stitched across its width to the wider strip to form three pock ets. The two strips are placed flatly together and stitched and bound all around with braid. The middle pocket is made wide enough to hold large and small paper bags; the end pockets are intended for string. HEARTLESS FRAUD “That rich old man that Maud married was a regular cheat.” “Why, wasn’t he as rich as he said he was?” “Yes; but he wasn’t as old as he said he was.” TWIST ENGLISH LANGUAGE. “The gentlemen are requested to come in smoking.” “Now,” writes an American from a German winter resort, “what would you do if you received an invitation to a card party at the home of a nice family, where you had been introduced? Light your cigar or pipe when you reach the house or wait until the maid opened the door? Either would be wrong, for the ‘smoking’ refers to the coat you are expected to wear. What we call a ‘dinner coat’ is known here as a ‘smoking.’ This sounds as queer to Americans as ‘Bobhaus.’ That is what they call the clubhouse of the bobsleigh club of which the young duke of Cobnirg- Totha is the patron, which has just been erected at Oberhof. Queer use these Germans make of our lan guage.” PUZZLED. “Why do you wish to marry my daughter?” “Well, sir, that’s the very question I have asked myself about four hun dred times. And I haven’t found an answer yet.” NOT THE SAME. “I understand a popular music hall actress says she always wanted to be a surgeon.” “Well, isn’t she a regular cut-up?” PROPER TINT. “How very blue this sea view is in your painting.” “Well, wasn’t it the sort of view to be painted in ultramarine?” HIS EXTREMES. “Jake has had his ups and downs.” “How so?” “First, he got down to hard pan, and then up to a Panhard.” GOOD SUBSTITUTE. “You can’t get any wet goods in this town, sir.” “All right; then bring me some thing extra dry.” HERITAGE OF THE LONG PAST Groundless Worries With Which Wom en Are So Prone to Be Afflicted Are Thus Explained. Worry is a habit, and it is one to which womankind is especially prone. Possibly it is an inherited taint—handed down to us by our an cestresses of medieval times, who could do nothing but sit by the fire and spin—or else work miracles of art at their tapestry frames —while men folk were away fighting or hunting, and in either case carrying their lives in their hands. Those old-time Marianas, im mured in their moated granges, weaving romances with their needles, could not well help laying up for their hapless descendants a heritage of overstrung nerves and vague, groundless fears. Life was not very full or very in teresting for women folk in those days. 'A rqaiden’s destiny led her either to the altar or the cloister, and in either case her future was bounded by impassable walls. If she married her sun rose and set in her husband; if she became a nun her hopes, finding no outlet in this world centered themselves* in the world to come.—Exchange. NOT THE COMMENT EXPECTED. In Lord Rossmore’s recently pub lished “Things I Can Tell” he gives this story at the expense of Mr. Glad stone and the home rule agitation: “The subject of home rule always re minds me of the day when old Glad stone sat down and Mrs. Gladstone made a speech on the hustings. Said she, addressing the throng, ‘My friends, I found it very hard to con vince my dear husband about the claims of Ireland for home rule, but one day when he came into the breakfast room he remarked to me, “My dear wife’ you’ve overpersuaded me about that downtrodden country. You have at last converted me in favor of home rule.” I got up from my chair, put my arms round his neck and gave him a loving wifely kiss.’ She paused to see what effect her words had produced and an irre pressible Irishman called out, ‘And it served the owld beggar parfectly right.’ ” ' ROMANCE OF A VASE. A gentleman from Bala, North Wales, who recently purchased a vase for a few pounds, has had the pleas ure of discovering that the article is worth, even for breaking-up pur poses, more than 250 times the amount of the purchase money. He obtained the vase as bronze from a London auction room, but later found that it had been bronzed over ; that it was, in fact, of gold and silver and of great antiquity. It is believed to possess a romantic history, and it was probably dis guised to hide its value, which may turn out to run into thousands of pounds. Photographs and a descrip tion of the vase have been submit ted to the Liverpool museum author ties, who are of the opinion that its w’orth has not been overestimated. The ornamentation is evidently of Grecian design and the workmanship is French. —London News and Leader. NO NEXT TIME FOR HIM. When General Braddock started out to take Fort Duquesne Washing ton warned him against Indian am buscades. Braddock ignored the warning and was surprised and his army cut to pieces, Braddock him self being mortally wounded. Frank lin relates, rather wickedly, that Braddock remained silent the whole day on the retreat, and that the first words he spoke were: “Who would have thought it?” Then he relapsed into silence for another day, when he again collected himself and said, “We’ll know better next time,” and immediately afterward died. WHEN HIS LETTERS COME. When the postman passed Johnny Jones said to Willie Green : “Look, I think he is going into your house.” “Yes,” said Willie, “we get lots of letters. Sometimes we get as many as three at one time.” “Huh,” ejaculated Willie, “you ought to see the letters my papa gets at the first of every month.” BARNYARD ARISTOCRACY. “I’d have you know that I’m a descendant of the geese that saved Rome.” “What is that to pure colonial an cestry? Can’t you see I’m a Ply mouth Rock hen?” EYES THAT SQUINT. Harmless In Babyhood, but a Serious Matter Later On. The eyes are meant to look both in the same direction and thus to help each other to see, as the feet help each other to walk or run. When they do not do so there is a squint or a “cast” in one or both eyes, or, to use the medical term, “strabismus.” Not only disfigure ment, but also impaired vision, re sults. Little babies squint more or less during the first few months of life.’ That is not a serious matter, al though it often frightens a young and inexperienced mother, it is generally caused by a slight dis turbance of the digestion and pass es when that is corrected. But a squint that appears later, when the child is beginning to develop vision by the constant use of the eye muscles, must not be neglected. If it is the unfortunate condition will probably last through life. The eyes should work absolutely in unison, just as two horses har nessed to a cart ought to pull to gether. When they do not focus on the same point at the same time the crooked eye soon abandons the struggle and leaves the straight eye to do all the work. That is unfair to the good eye and fatal to the other, for an eye that is not used grows gradually blind from lack of exercise. Flven if the squint is so slight that the child makes an un conscious effort to force the affect ed eye to its task he is sure to suffer the distressing ache of eye strain. When a young child has strabis mus take him at once to a trust worthy oculist, in order that he may have the glasses that his condition demands. And. when he has been fitted with glasses that pull the crooked eye into line with the straight eye and make it do its work properly, see that he wears them every waking minute, except when he washes his face. If the squinting eye has already got the habit of shirking it may have to be trained by exercises. The good eye must be shut at in tervals, so that the other will have to do all the work, but the oculist in charge of the case must decide* the precise character and frequency of the treatment. —Youth’s Com panion. Progressive. ““Please, mum,” said a tramp, “would you be so kind as to let me have a needle and thread ?” “Well, y-e-s,” said the housewife at the door; “1 can let you have that.” “Thankee, mum. Now, you’d oblige me very much if you’d let me have a bit of cloth for a patch.’’ “Yes, here is some.” “Thankee very much, mum. It’s a little different color from my suit. I see. Perhaps, mum, you could spare me some of your husband’s old clothes that this patch will match.” “Well, I declare! You’re clever, my man, and I’ll give you an old suit. Here is one.” “Thankee greatly, mum. I see it’s a little large, mum, but if you’ll kindly furnish me with a square meal mebby 1 can fill it out.” Hours of Sleep. According to Dr. Frederick B. Percy of the Boston university school of medicine, the least cultur ed and least developed adults need the most sleep, and the higher the intellectual development the more prone one is to dreams. The healthy child of two years passes half its | time in slumber. The adult re quires from seven to eight hours of sleep daily, aged persons not more than five or six hours. Women need, as a rule, more sleep than men. There are persons to whom nine or even ten or twelve hours of sleep are essential, while others seldom sleep more than six out of the twenty-four. Too much sleep is possible. Sleep undisturbed is what we all desire. Proved His Contention. “Mother,” complained Johnny, not so pleased as might have been [ with the results of unselfish mater nal tailoring, “these trousers are too tight. They’re tighteFn my own skin.” “Now. my son,” said mother, in I quiet reproof, “don’t exaggerate. ■ How can they be tighter than your skin ?” ■ “They are. too, mother: they must be. I can sit down in my skin. ’ but 1 can’t sit down in these trou- j se rs. ” Exc h a nge. Betty’s Gift. A Lancashire vicar was asked by the choir to cad upon old Betty, who was deaf, but who insisted in join ing in the solo of the anthem, and J to ask her only to sing in the hymns. He shouted into her ear. “Betty. I’ve been requested to speak to you about vour singing.” At last she caught the word “singing” and re plied: “Not tn me be the praise, sir. It’s a gift.”—Pall Mall Gazette. Neiv Schedule On G. & N. W. R. R. Sunday. The Gainesville Northwestern Railroad will inaugurate a new schedule next Sunday, June 15th. Train No. 5 arrives Gainesville daily, except Sunday, at 10 a. m., and Train No. 8 leaves Gainesville daily, except Sunday, at 3.15 p. in. Train No. 9, Sunday only, arrives Gainesville at 8.70 a. m.. and Train • No. 12 leaves Gainesville at 9.10 a. in. A new train each way has also been added as follows: Train No. 21 arrives Gainesville. Sunday only, 8.50 a. m.. and traiu No. 20 leaves Gainesville, Sunday only, at 4.35 p. in. Autry, Camp Ground and Yonah have been made flag stops. Dearness Ca act be Cured by local applications, as I hey cannot reach the diseased portion of the ear. There is only one way to cure deafness, and that 1 * by constitutional remedies. Ueafnee*' caused by an inflamed condition o f • cons lining of the ’ this tube is inflamed y» \ • sound or imperfect \ entirely closed, \ unless the inflammation ■ \\ \ and this tube restored to» \\ \ tion, hearing will be <lest rol\\ \ cases out of ten arecaused is nothing but an inflamed I „ >* • mucous surfaces. We will give One Hurdr any case of lhaluess (cause, that cannot becured by I’ull\ Send for circulars, free. F. J. CHENY A- < ’<>. Sold by druggists, 75c. \ Take Hall’s FamilylPills force' General Housecleanin. Window Cleaning and \ Cleaning done in neat style. A Hill, 59 Railroad x. 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Piedmont Drug Company special i gents in Gainesville. Tax Receiver's Notice. 1 will be at — Gainesville June 2 to 2<>. For the purpose of receiving Tax Returns, and all property held amt possessed February Ist is subject to taxation. All property not returned will be double taxed. Come early ami avoid the rush. W. B. Buffington, Tax Receiver. I Are You a Woman ? Cardui The Woman’s Tonic HI SALE AT AU DRUGGISTS Electric Bitters Succeed when everything else fiu In nervous prostration and fem.' weaknesses they are the suprer. remedy, as thousands have testifies FOR KIDNEY, LIVER ANT STOMACH TROUBLE 1 it is the best medicine ever so.a over a druggist’s c '-Tier.