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A LOST CHORD FOUND.
I VTi> st o 1 iilune in llie rliolr loft,"
r.v ■ organ tall and scrim,
|\V1. trtho koyaher lingers
r,-:;»v.-«l their bwn'awect whim:
|] siiiiko uf therominji parting,
And plead for one farewell kiss,
111m her Hindus! wish forbade me
best the sexton old might list.
| Then I struck on tho organ a strong, fall
chord, "
And ere its echoes died
[ In the twilight dim of the old gray church
1 kissed my promised bride.
Je stood again by the organ
hen many years bad fled,
1 siic thought mo grown cold and
lira rtless,
jnd 1 thought her old love dead,
like of our in*t fund parting.
Of the chord and its tender tide,
11,(1 flow like the sound of that music
Our love had throbbed and died.
| Then my heart leaped up with a groat,
glad bound
And forgot its recent pain,
[ For she blushed, and drooping her lashes
"Could you find me that chord again?"
[Hard llolcoiph in Now York Advertiser.
THE MEDAL.
would." Then, quickly altering her tone,
ehe said to the condfactor in a sympa
thetic manner, "Yon have no children,
have yon?"
“Oh, yes, three," replied the old sol
dier, "bnt they are much larger than
yonr boy. I have three daughters. My
eldest has been married about a year,
ami the youngest has just entered npon
her apprenticeship."
"Then you know just how it is. When
we began to be worried abont onr boy's
health it was at the worst season of the
year, in July, when so many young chil
dren die. My husband is a bookbinder,
if yon please; he makes book covers. He
works at home and hits customers among
the middle class, bnt daring the summer
every one goes away either to the coun
try or to the seashore.
"Oh, yes, yon see I know all abont it.
That was when onr boy became sick—
the night lioforo the celebratiou on the
14th. He was first feverish and then he
name to herself with a smile of ten
derness. She did not love him yet,
bnt suddenly his fearless look—his
strange smile—awoke in her— Then
quite abruptly her father, taking her
with him. lef t for one of his castles in
the depths of Anvergne.
At lust she summoned np her courage
and asked for news of her betrothed,
and the old duke, purple with rage, had
sternly ordered her never to speak again
his name before him. She had obeyed,
grief stricken, understanding nothing,
until one day when by chance she saw a
newspaper and then first learned of a
horrible duel fought by Lord Cavendale,
in which he had killed his man: of the
shameful trial, and then the dates, the
frightful dates.
After that she remembers a long ill
ness and the name of Douglas repeated
in her delirium, and the troubled star of
the night lamp twinkling faintly out
from the midst of clouds of insomnia:
TRAVELING IN A EOG.
AN
OLD BUS DRIVER TELLS SOM£
OF HIS EXPERIENCES.
Drivers la London Streets Rave to Re
Very Careful Daring the Frequont
Reigns of Fogs—Odd Accidents That
Occur—The Value of Street Lights.
bad a chill; then he liegnu to cry and to ; then she recalls the heartrending walks
pr five minutes the early morninp
raged, and the cold ruin was
eat bubbles where it fell into
|gutter. Thus the street had been
enly abandoned, and down the side
e square in which stood one of the
■st shops, the small cab horses, mo-
ess and glistening under the shower,
id like the painted animals of a toy
Nevertheless, the bus which runt
the principal street to the Northern
my station had just turned the cor
the two dapple gray horses, giving
bod shake to their collars as they
|ted through the puddles of water.*
like the platoons of a Roman legion
Itered by their shields, the passengers,
i out from the waiting room and al
lied to besiege the heavy, coach under
■ ruin drenched umbrellas.
Die on, the north!" shouted the
|tor, never suspecting the andac-
ihis ellipsis. “Only
wide; one. two, three
four, live."
ire, four and five," said a sweet
prom the depth of tho great white
a sister of charity,
fckets."
P idler having closed .thnir tre-
large, old. blue cotton ritn-
,-!i umbrella*•■mnwwbbw»
nowadays except on the conn-
ids—the two nuns climbed up into
three 'places
: no cue an
complain of choking, and his crazy fa
ther all the time was entertaining him-
elf by putting up his flags, his little red
villoons and his plaster images on onr
• indows; it qnite set ray teeth on edge.
;h, these men, they rnnst always be
thinking of politics; it is their play
thing, or whatever yon have a mind to
call it.
"But the next day, I can tell yon. he
thought no more of his decorations or
his illuminations. The doctor came,
looked alarmed and put on the poor
child's buck a plaster as large as my
hand. Pleurisy. Do yon understand
how a child no older than he is could
have such a sickness? We were in
straitened circumstances. I am not
ashamed to acknowledge k. My hus
band went ont to try to collect two or
three hills, bufit was of no use; every
one had gone away. And then it almost
seemed as if we eonld not make our boy
well again, onr dear little fellow.
taken during convalescence in autumn
on the castle terrace, looking out toward
the grand mountain panorama, while
the plane trees sadly strewed the ground
with their great yellow leaves, and how
melancholy she felt while following
with her eyes the flight of the clouds
chased by the northwest wind, which
raged even to the summits.
Then she took the great step of her
life, and in spite of her father’s grief,
in spite of the advice of her uncle. Mgr.
de Cardnillan, who came with all pos
sible haste from his diocese, she took the
veil of a sister of charity, and for six
years -she had dressed wounds that
seemed to her less incurable than that
one inflicted npon her own heart. She
had watched with the dying, whom she
almost envied liecanse they could leave
this world before herself. But suddenly
she remembers that if dead to the world,
as she believes herself to be. she still pre
serves and yet wears around her neck
LIFE HISTORY OF CUTWORMS.
We live, yon see. at 33 Vinaigriesj the little medal. blessed by the pope,
i more seat." called the conductor
[up
another woman came ont'of
fra! and gave her number—a
1 tbe lower class, with her Ihien
:s twenty-five years old. and
Rtcring as well as she could under
sunshade a little hollow eyed,
looking boy, whom she carried on
rm and who clung tightly about
now. mamma.” said the eon-
•v.stling in his rubber coat,
inrciiiti is too old. Yon must buy
fi t for him.”
that, sir," quickly replied the wo-
f seeking to retain herself posses-
i “he v; three years and a half."
1ml a little more: well. well,. It is
bad weather; -climb up lively
poor woman, with a shame faced
the only vacant scat, near the
floor atid opposite the two nuns,
|g her tilth* boy on her knees, and
•Tiug-n-ling. ting-a-ling-a-ling."
ill bus went jogging away with an
frilling noise, just like iron bars
or the pavements or like
ass.
lough seated side by side and
id exactly alike the two sisters of
did not resemble each other,
filler was perhaps fifty, with the
physique and ruddy color of a
Pi 's wile. As soon as she had given
inductor six great pennies wrapped
| a bit of paper (it was all the money
flhe poor nans had and the mother
ior had but jnst given it to them
By were setting forth on an errand
hospital) the stouter sister in a
ltrifled muuzier put her big basket
pr knees and crossed her hands npon
Bundle. She was a trne, good, reli-
i woman, but a woman'who’, must
te the lowliest duties and do the
est work.
r companion, on. the other hand,
till quite young, possibly twenty-
Jor twenty-four years old, and her
I appearance bore the strongest tes-
to her refined arid aristocratic
in a word, she'came of a good
Only that soul painter, Philippe
Uainpagne, would have had the
larv genius capable of putting ob
i that. pale, • distinguished looking
face already emaciated and with
;ht shadows under its great hazel
{'"Worthy of an archduchess were
transparent hands with their taper-
Ingers. which the yonng sister’ of.
|y supported npon her old horn
ed umbrella.
^nwhile this woman of the lower
these worthy people, they Are
■eat children, full of confidence
llesBness; how excited they be
llow badly they are deceived by
kd foolish flattery, bnt then how
ttured they are!—this poor work-
pman suddenly entered into con-
ion with the conductor, who was
p. lean, gray bearded old soldi
Bg upon his vest the faded ribbon
Crimean medal, and who had
ae, while collecting the poor
b, to bestow a smile. and a
ord or so npon her sickly boy.
i trne enough." she said; "he
quite sick, poor little fellow,
i been to bring him away'from
al, where he has remained for
He has still his little
le image, for he went to {he
the Infant Jesns. The old
Id speaks to yon as if you, were
has a good heart all the same
bis minute said to .me. 'Six
cod liver oil and he will' be
not so, Popol? His name is
nd you will not makeup a
street. We have only two rooms, and
the bedroom has no window except one
that looks ont npon a wall. Then the
doctor said: 'Yon must take him to the
hospital, i will give you a line to the
house surgeon, who is one of my friends.
Oh. but that was hard. We carried him
there in a cab. although I had to take
a pair of sheets to the pawnshop to pay
the fare. But at «.iy
husbuniTT-ffttifneed onr little boy, whom
1 was carrying wrapped up in a woolen
blanket, and said to ine abruptly.'Yon
go in alone; I haven’t the courage.'
"1 went iu—mothers are strong; they
have to be—but when the house surgeon
took Leopold front my arms it seemed
as if my heart would break, Then
went out of doors to find his father, who
was smoking while he waited for me.
When he saw me come ont alone with
my blanket over my arm. he threw his
pipe down on the sidewalk, where, it
broke into twenty pieces, and then we
walked home side by side without say
ing a word. 1 shall never forget those
six weeks that Leopold staid at the
hospital. It was summer, nnd I believe
that the weather was beautifnl, bnt all
that time it seemed to me as if the sun
uever shone.
“Yes. I could see him Sundays and
Thursdays, and in spite of the rules 1
carried him sweets, toys, like this, con
cealed under my shawl, and they told
ine that he was getting better, that he '
would certainly get well. But when 11
would once get out into the street on my
way home it seemed as if 1 could never
stop crying. Still I had to force back
my tears and not return home with red
byes, on account of my husband, who
could not go with me, for he bad found
work again.
“He suffered as mnch as I daring oar
boy’s absence, yon nnderstand. though
all the time he tried to put on a brave
face: but once when 1 returned from the
hospital I surprised my poor husband,
who was weeping before one of Leopold’s
old photographs, which he had placed
on his work bench. Now it is all over,
and happily over, all the sorrow,” said
the poor woman, half devouring her
child with kisses, “arid you will see yonr
father again: he is oven now getting
breakfast for you, and you will get well,
my darling, and yon will grow largo and
strong. He has good plnmp checks al
ready. And you will take your cod
liver oil to please yonr mother, will yon
not, my boy?" .
While the poor woman was thus pour-
which Lord Cavendale had brought back
to her on his return from a short visit to
Italy.
The weakness of a woman who has
once been in love! Jnst at this moment
her companion softly touched her arm.
believing her to be asleep.
“Wake up, sister; we have just reached
the place.” .< *• ^
Mile.' Annette de Cardaillan. in her re-1
The fog came down on London Ipst
week, and in early morning the fog sig
nals were exploding on the suburban
lines. Talking of the fogs, an old bns
driver had an interesting chat with me
the other morning on my way from
Hammersmith.
"These ’ere fogs is dreadful,” he said.
“One day I’m thinkin of was a bad an;
I couldn’t get the ’osses to go at all, so I j
turned back at Piccadilly. Bnt that
doesn’t pay; for if the company don’t
think—and they mostly dou’t think—it’s
thick enough to stop running the buses
and yon do stop without any official tell
ing you, they’ll make you pay for trie
half of the journey that you missed. I
had to pay for that half journey from
Piccadilly."
"Have yon ever got on the wrong road
through the fog?” I asked.
"Oh. yes; lots of times. I’ve often
turned up a wrong street, bnt I’ve gen
erally found my way again. Bnt one
time—about three years ago—1 got quite
lost. It was going from Hammersmith
to Liverpool street. Yon could have
cut the fog, it was so thick. We passed
Kensington and Knightsbridge all right,
and then I got somewhere where 1 didn't
know; my ‘mate’ behind looked abont a
bit, but be couldn’t make out where we
was, so we went and asked a p’liceman.
He was on point duty and told ns we
was in tbe park somewhere, but he
didn’t know where. Bqt I’ve made
plenty of mistakes like that. Why. the
first rumthis morning 1 nearly went the
wrong way.
“Now. look here," he said, pointing to
a street lamp that was glimmering quite
close at hand, "those are the things that
puzzle yon. You think that's on the
pavement and go sharp off to the right
to miss it and you find yourself at th<
wrong side of the road with traffic on till
sides of you and a policeman swearing
"Ttiffl"\. dmhImm for
That’s in the
Three Important Methods of Cheeking
Damage by Cutworms.
There are few garden pests that are
more exasperating in their manner of
doing damage than the cutworms. A
choice tomato plant, perhaps of a new
variety, a half dozen young cabbages,
two or three young squashes near to
gether. are found lying prostrate in tbe
morning, when they were upright and
healthy the evening before. It is easy to
see that their stems have been cut off
near the surface of the ground during
tho night, bnt no other signs of the dep
redator are visible. Sometimes by poking
tbe earth away from the roots of the
plant one can find a dirty brown worm,
looking like a in the cut. Tills is the
cutworm, the author of the mischief,
and represented in the sketch mnch en
larged.
There are many species of these cut
worms, and they attack a variety of field
and garden crops. They are all yonng,
or larvae of medium sized, night flying
moths, one of which is represented after
a figure (greatly enlarged) by Dr. Riley
at b. These moths deposit their eggs
generally on the twigs or branches of
trees and shrubs, and the larvae soon
hatch and descend to the ground, where
they feed upon grass or clover. They
become- about half grown, by the time
winter sets in. . Then they shelter them
selves under boards or rubbish or bur
row into the soil. Thus they pass the
winter, and in spring come out of their
hiding places in a famished condition.
They begin feeding soon as possible,
and attack a variety of plants, such as
cabbages, tomatoes, turnips, squashes,
melons, corn, oats and others.
THE WHEAT PLANT IN WINTER.
. ... ... . oi n i t _■ causing an obstruction.
_ 1 *’ 10U8 _ j iJ ,._ r ™ T_ n8 .A ’ middle of the road: it isn’t on the pave
ment at all. I’ve often wished that big
eyes and sees just in front of her that
poor woman with her little boy on her
knees, who had been the involuntary
cause of her dream.
jC^nickly putting her hand to her throat,
after some difficulty she succeeded in
[ inserting two of her fingers under the
stiff starched calico of her stom
acher and drawing ont a small gold
medal held in place hy a fine cord,
which she hurriedly snapped. She placed
it. yet warm with the heat of her body,
in the working woman’s hand, saying:
"Won’t yon please accept, inudame, this
remembrance and hang it around your
little sick Iniy’s neck? It is a medal
which our good father, the pope, blessed
at Rome pix years ago.”
And disengaging herself from the ex
cited mother's half stammered thanks
the sister of charity followed her stout
companion. Who had already got down
from the bus and was walking bravely
along through the mud.
The conductor bad a great desire to
say a word or two. but he was an old
infantry corporal who had had part of
his ear cut off by a Russian bullet at
Balaklava and who felt the deepest re
spect for women. Besides, the poor
mother was looking at the blessed medal
with a very serious and moved expres
sion. "French and a soldier.” so runs
the song, and the conductor contented
himself with smiling behind his gray
mustache while he mattered to himself.
“Oh. these women—these women!”—
Translated for Boston Transcript from
the French of Francois Coppee.
Genuine Attar of Rotes.
When yon see "genuine attar of roses”
offered on the "bargain connter” for
twenty-five cents a half pint you are
justified in suspecting that article. The
real "attar” comes in copper canteens,
which weigh about twenty ounces. They
are valued at $100 apiece. The present
supply of attar is chiefly derived from a
small tract of country on the southern
ride of the Balkan mountains in the
Turkish province of Roumania. The
principal seat of the trade is in the town
ing out the fullness of her heart the bns ^ Kizanlik. url the damask rose is the
conductor (be was a father) and the elder fl ower grown.
sister of charity (she was a good woman) i The peasant b plant it in rows in gar-
listefied to her with encouraging smiles. ! den9 an<] fie ) (l8 . During the month of
Bnt what was, the other nun thinking j the flowers are gathered by boys
about, the yonng mater, so pale, with the
aristocratic looking hands, who had low
ered her velvety eyelashes as if absorbed
in deep thought? She thought to her
self as she sat there, “Here are two peo
ple who are bound together for better or
for worse, who love each other and who
have a little child.” She thought to her
self that once—oh, it was a very, very
long time ago. Jong before her kindly
hands bad ministered to suffering-hu
manity—she had had a dream, a pare
and noble dream, which came back to
her like a vague remembrance, revived
by the rimple remarks of the unworldly
working woman. She is dreaming of the
past she remembers.
Her name then was Annette de Car
daillan. She graduated from the Con
vent of the Sacred Heart, and in the
dnke’s (her father’s) house the high win
dows of the yonng girl’s room looked
ont into the large garden. It was spring
time, and she gazed into the midst of a
and girls in sacks and clothes baskets.
The flowers are daily distilled that they
may lose none of their odor by delay. It
is said th.it abont 7.500 pounds of flow
ers are required to produce 2} pounds of
pure attar.—Buffalo CommerciaL
at
The Profeuor Ink Fix.
The herr professor has entered the
lecture room and taken off his overcoat.
Now he takes his seat at the desk, when
he becomes aware that he has left his
manuscript behind. He is greatly per-.
ple\ed, for without manuscript it is im
possible for him to proceed with the lec
ture. Apologizing to the students and
saying he will be back immediately, he
harries home, as he remembers having
left the papers in his other coat. Herons
np to his room in breathless haste. His
coat hangs there on the peg, and sure
enough the manuscript is in one of the
pockets. He takes it ont and transfers
it to the pocket of the coat he is wearing,
blossoming chestnut tree, all alive with' | H e then takes off this coat and puts on
the songs of birds. Then her nncle, the
archdnke, arranged with tbe help of lier
parents her marriage to Lord Cavendale,
of' the oldest nobility of Ireland. And
she hears again the sad theme in a minor
key of the Hungarian mazurka, which
the orchestra, concealed behind large
pglms, played at lier ^coming ont ball.
How embarrassed she had felt at the
first glance of that young man. who was
the other, and hurries off to the college
to find when he gets there that he is again
minus his manuscript.—Fliegende Blat
ter.
11 swallow
you
A Costly Conquest.
The conquest of France in 1871 was a
dear bargain for Germany after all. The
£200.000.000 indemnity was mainly spent
u.ov 81 ..uw j on fortresses, and since the war Ger-
so correctly diessed, with his hair so 1 many has spent £600.000,000 on her army
smoothly brushed, with his short red-! alone. If the loss of the labor of 400,-
dish beard, and whose black eyes, dia-! 000 men perpetually withdrawn from
mond bright, gave him the fatally royal j industries and kept locked np in bar-
look of a Valois. Douglas—his name racks is calculated, some faint conception
I was Douglas, sod tor si. months -rnsTbs tomed Qf^^cortHMS.of milr-
promised mother yon h*d often, very often, whispered- hie tajism.—London Tit-Bits.
lamp at the corner of Hyde park far
enough; it always balks me.”
“Are there many accidents in foggy
weather?”
“1 dou’t think there are more than iu
clear weather, for every one drives care
ful—they have to do or they’d soon have
a smash. Sometimes, you know, a cab
by will pull up sharp and yonr pole
will go through the back of his ‘ker-
ridge;’ but then them things always hap
pens. The ’osses, too, gets frightened
when it gets extra thick, and they'll
‘jib;’ bnt they’re often not so bad afe
some of the passengers, who nudge you
and pnll you and tell you to 'please he
careful.’ The fog doesn’t hurt the ’osses
much; it might give ’em a cold, hut it’s
us that suffers most. .When there’B u
frost and a fog together it’s awful.
“I’ve often had my ’oases led but we
dou’t like any one to tofich our animals'
heads. It’s like an it. .--tit to us. Flice-
men are always at that game, because
they know we don’t like it But it’s very
bad when they fall down in a fog. for no
one can see yon and it’s quite likely that
another bus will come sailing along right
onto you, but ip all my experience I’ve
only seen one ’oss down in a fog. and he
was shot I’d sooner drive anywhere on
a thick night than np to Hammersmith
or Bayswater. You have the park all
along one ride of the road, and you know
how dark it is. I think Bayswater is the
worst of the two. 1 once drove a three
’oss metropolitan bns into the middle of
a row of hansoms, bnt it’s surprising
what a little damage is sometimes done
in a collision.”
“But how do yon manage to find yonr
way?”
“Why, we grope,” was the significant
answer. “I think the best way is to get
the left hand wheel of yonr bns against
the curb and ‘let her grind.' You won’t
know what that is. Well, 1 mean keep
ing alongside the pavement. Never
mind the wheels; they’ll be all right.
On some routes men go abont with lan
terns to gnide you, bnt that’s too slow
work. I once went a journey when the
conductor took one of the lamps in his
hand and ran along on the pavement to
show me how far I was off the enrb, bnt
all men haven’t the Samp disposition,
and I’ve had a conductor who wouldn’t
move off the step to tell me which ride
of thu Toad I was. Why. sometimes 1
can’t see the whip f have in my hand,
it’s so thick. Some buses have bells,
bnt I don’t; they don’t show yon where
you are—that’s what you want to know.
The fog’s only good to the ‘pirates;’ peo
ple can’t see which bns they’re getting
into, and a good many grumble when
asked to pay the extra fare. But it
doesn’t do them very much good, for
some folk are frightened to ride in a fog
—they think it’s safer to walk;”
“Thank yon, sir. Good morning.”—
Pall Mall Budget.
Robbery in Northern. China.
In many districts of northern China
organized robbery is the regular winter
employment of so large a proportion of
the people that travelers are forced to
avoid these regions, it is said. Robbers
prey npon the people of the country as
well as npon travelers. In many places
families are obliged to have one member
sit np all night with a light to discourage
the thieves from attack, bnt the robbers
are so well organized that in many in
stances they beset and overpower the
watchers.—Philadelphia Ledger.
Ancient Remains.
Thebes, Egypt, at the present time
presents ruins twenty.-seveif miles in elr-
cumference. The remains of many of
the buildings, such as columns, arches,
etc., are, of such gigantic size that no
known modern machinery would be
equal to the task of taking them down,
to say nothing of putting them in their
present positions.—-St. Lonis Republic.
MOTH AND CUTWORM ENLARGED.
In the garden they commonly gnaw
off the stems and leave the plants on the
ground, though occasionally they eat the
whole plant. Late in spring or early in
summer they become full grown as
worms. Then they make themselves
hollow cells in the soil and change to
the pupa or chrysalis state. Two or three
weeks later they again change, this time
coming forth as adult moths. In some
species thero are two broods each season,
and in others there is but one.
Like other injurious insects, cutworms
fluctuate in numbers from year to year.
Some seasons they are very‘destructive,
while at other time? their injuries may
attract no attention. This is doubtless
due to the various enemies cutworms
have to contend with. They are preyed
upon by birds, toads, frogs and preda
ceous beetles. They are attacked by
many kinds of internal parasites and are
subject to certain contagions diseases.
Three most important methods of arti
ficially checking the damage done by
cutworms are summarized as follows by
Clarence M. Weed, authority for the
foregoing, in American Cultivator:
First—The poison method. This con
sists in killing off the worms before the
crops are planted by strewing over the
soil bunches of fresh clover or cabbage
leaves which have been treated with
paris green or london purple, either, by
dipping into a solution of the poison or
dusting it on dry. The half grown
worms prowling aronnd in search of
food eat of the baits thus set and are de
stroyed before doing any harm.
Second—Using boards as traps. This
method consists in placing hoards on the
ground in and abont the garden, and col
lecting in the morning the worms that
will congregate beneath them during the
night.
Third—Digging ont the worms where
plants have been ent off. This is
practicable in most gardens, and is well
worth doing, thus preventing further
damage.
Fall plowing is also a valuable gen
eral measure, because it exposes the
worms to enemies and the weather.
Burning np rubbish and over waste grass
land also kills some.
Feeding Dairy Cattle.
At the annual winter meeting of the
Massachusetts state board of agricul
ture much information of practical in
terest was elicited from papers read and
the discussions following. In a paper
on cattle feed Professor James Cheese-
man, of Southboro, urged the use of
cottonseed meal and of linseed meal as
an important adjunct to dairy farming,
an adjunct already highly appreciated
in his state. A special value is given to
these concentrated feeds, which greatly
enhances the valne of the manure
dropped hy the animals feeding thereon.
Professor Cheeseman reseeds his grass
lands once in three years, preferring corn
on sod and then grasses.
The best way of converting com into
food for cattle, in his opinion, is to put
it into the sOo. With good ensilage the
use of a small amount of cornmeal will
secure a well balanced ration. He had
three years’ experience with ensilage.
The cost of raising and harvesting the
com and putting it into the silo is $3.75
a ton, and threo tons of good ensilage is
worth a ton of hay, according to his ex
perience.
Conditions Favorable to Its Coming Out
Whole In the Spring.
Under favorable conditions the wheat
root endures the severest cold with com
paratively little injury, especially if the
ground is covered even slightly, with,
snow. It is not so mnch that snow keeps
out the severest cold. Through-» Jiigitt
covering of snow cold penetrates. very
readily. But it probably is enough to
prevent freezing of the soil down to the
extremities of the wheat roots. That
cuts off the supply of moisture r which
even in winter the wheat- root mnst fur
nish the leaf to replace that lost by
evaporation. Deep freezing when there
is no snow on the ground turns the
leaves brown, showing that the root i3
locked in frost so that it can no longer
supply the moisture required. But if
snow touches the leaf the evaporation is
from the snow rather than from the
plant. After the severest cold when
snow has covered the wheat the leaf
comes out almost as bright a green as it
was in early fall.
Much depends on the condition of the
soil iu enabling winter wheat to coma
ont whole in tho spring, says American
Cultivator, authority for the foregoing.
Frequently too wet soil is most injuri
ous. But the soil, especially in regions
where there-is little snow, or on high,
exposed places, where snow is blown off
by winds, may easily be too dry as well
as too wet. On the wind swept knolls
the soil dries out quickly and often
freezes to great depth. No possible fall
growth of top can save the soil from
freezing below the lowest wheat roots.
Then the more top the plant has made
the worse it suffers, because from the
numerous leaves a greater evaporation
of moisture takes place. It is for this
reason as much as any other that low
clay lands sheltered from winds are best
for wheat. Fanners say the clay soil
holds the roots better. It is not that ex
actly. The clay holds more moisture,
and. thus does not freeze so deeply.
But land for wheat mnst not hold
stagnant water near the surface. If the
water so fills the soil that it becomes ice,
its alternate freezing and thawing snap
tho-wheat roots, and winter kills the
plant. This is not to be confounded with
the overflow of surplus water in very
wet seasons, when there is a constant
outlet by drainage from beneath. That
is nearly always beneficial. Soil for
wheat should he left in the fall as com
pact as possible. If the soil he clay the
fall rains will compact the surface., form
ing a crust over it. This crust in the
fall is hclpfrd, even if it seems too hard
to allow best growth qt. the wheat. It
excludes the water that would only make
the soil spongy. After ever} 7 winter this
crust will disappear hy alternate freez
ing and thawing, or if a new crust has
formed by spring rains it may then b<-
harrowed with advantage. Fall hat-
rowing of wheat or any stirring of the
soil except as may he needed to remove
standing water is always an injury to
the crop.
OUR POLICEMEN’S
salaries talked about
MANY OF OUR C1T ZSN8-
BY
Snow Storage.
Countries that have inadvisedly al
lowed their forest lands to he denuded
eventually come to the conclusion that
such recklessness involves most serious
penalties. This appears to be the case
in certain parts of Russia, where severe
droughts cause great distress and injury.
These droughts are ascribed to the gradu
al depreciation of the chantry along tha
principal rivers, and to the removal of
obstacles in the river beds. Both these
factors combine in causing the rain
water and melted snow to pass off more
rapidly, and the low water level of the
rivers therefore become abnormally and
permanently low.
To remedy this ponds are to he dug or
built up in the courses from which the
rivers are fed, and on the plains long
banks- are to be raised, against which
snowdrifts will he formed. The snow
thus accumulated will melt more slowly
than the thinner masses elsewhere, and
will form a valuable supplement to the
water supply at the period of the year
when the droughts have hitherto ob
tained. This is rimi ^ a wholesale adap
tation of a practice that has long been
attributed to the more provident Rus
sian peasants, who are in the habit of
using plank walls to intercept the snow.
The hanks thus formed are said to fre
quently serve as the family water sup
ply np to the month of August.—Neva
da News.
THE CITY COUNCIL
PoUcemen—Shou'd the Matter
Not be Re considered by
la Thought to be Good and So Are the
PoUcemen—Shnu'rl tha Mattg r
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Them?
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More than any other subject talked
about oi what cecum d at the proceed
ings of the city council Wednesday, the
last few days, was the lowering of the
polioemen’s salaries.
Several merchants and business men
were heard to expr tss themselves pretty
freely about i t
One gratleman, while speaking of it,
atid: “rhereis no doubt bnt that the
council is working f r the best interests
of the city, but I believe in lowering
the salaries of the p iliceoira th*y male
a mistake. Nearly all of them are mar
ried men, some with largo families,and
I know from personal kaowLdge that
none of them are saving money, and
many found ttvey hard to get alo^g on
,what they were receiving. Thereduo-
vion of forty dollars a year means a
great deal to a poor man’s family, and it
is simply taking that much from their
wives and children.
•‘The few dollars the counoil gained
by it might have been found in a dif
ferent way from that.”
A merchant on Broad street when r*.
talking about it, said: ‘‘I was gra».tl
surprised when I heard of it. I nevo5EH3>$-
heard any complaints against tbe force,
and I think they have a good set of men
on it.
‘‘The same amount of money might
have been taken from men receiving a
large salary and they would htrdly feel
it, but to take it from msu who were
receiving only $58.00 a month, Is pretty
hard.
‘‘Besides, their responsibilities are in
creasing every year, with new stores
opsnieg and larger stocks on hand, that
they look after on their night duty, and
the increase of population. Of all the
men employed by the city, government
I think the policemen eonld least afford
and least deserved & reduction.
“At Walthall’s the other night, was
the only store broken into in a long
rtuio.-ani I.,t\ivqtv it largely due to the
watch kept by q,ar policemen."” - ‘ ,
In the office of one of our oifizms was
heard: “We have a good set of men in
the council and I hardly think if they
had considered the question enough
that they would have out down the.
DOhcemen. If any change vras to be!
made it ought to ba made tha other < ‘
way. $700 00 a year wa9 little enough
for the work they do.”
One of the policemen was asked when
their salaries h id been changed last,and
replied: “About two years ago wo
were raised from $600.00 to
$700.00 a year ” In reference
to the present change he sal 1: “Forty
dollars a?year don’t sound very large,
but it wonld just pay for two suits of
clothes every year.”
The general feeling among the oiti-
zen8, is that they have confidence in the
conncil, and believe they are working
for the interest of the city, but they
have acted a little thoughtless with the
policemen, and if the matter could be
reconsidered or compromised it should
be done.
The value of the honey and wax pro
duced in the United States daring the
past year has been estimated at $20,000,-
000,
Depew’s Corpse Story.
Chauncey M. Depew told the follow
ing story at a banquet in New York:
A classmate of mine, a preacher, was
located in a spiritualistic neighborhood,
and the leader of the spiritualists’ band
died. His next friend came to see the
clergyman, and said: “We have some
thing of the old Puritan spirit left,
though we have renounced it-in our
practice, and we want our leader buried
by Christian ceremonial. Will you at
tend?” My friend, the clergyman, con
sented in the best spirit of Christian
charity. He gave out the hymn, read a
passage of Scripture and made such re
marks as he conscientiously could,
whereupon the wife of the dead spirit
ualist rose and said that she had a com
munication from her husband.
That critical Bpirit tore the eulogium
to pieces, ripped up the Bcripture quoted
and denounced the hymn. The surviv
ing leader of the spiritualist hand came
to the clergyman and said: “We beg
your pardon. We had no idea that onr
leader would come back here and act in
this way, and we hope yon will forgive
us.” “My friend,” the clergyman said,
“I will forgive you, because it is the
first time in the many ministrations that
I have had of this kind in this parish
that 1 have ever been sossed by the
corpse.”—New York World.
If personB would bring to bear the
same amount of common sense, in buy
ing a remedy for bronchitis, cough,
cold and cronp, that they do in tbe
purchase of their family supplies, they
would never fail to procure Dr, Bull’s
Cough Syrup.
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JOSEPH MYERS OF AUGUSTA.
A^Well Known Citizen of the Fountain
city Fasses Away.
Augusta, Ga., January, 7.—Joseph
Myers, one of the mosb prominent dry ■
goods merchants of this city, di8dJthi$
morning at five o’clock.
HJs health had been bad for some
time. Mr. Myers and Hon. Alex Ste
phens were lifelong friends, and Mr.
Stephens, on hjs latter visits to Augus
ta, always made the*house of Mr. My
ers his stopping place. He was 64
years of age, and popular with every
body.
He was the senior member of the
wholesale firm of Myers & Marcus
some years ago. Two sons, Sam and
Frank, are prominent merohants of
Augusta.
He died of congeteinn of the lungs.
He had between $75,000 and $100,000
insurance on his life. He was oae of
tho most prominent Hebrews in the
city.
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THE TEN CENT STORE
In New and Commodious Quarters on
Broad Street.
Mr. A. Coleman has moved the Ten
Cent Store to the old store-room of
Julius Cohen & Co., Broad street.
Here be has a chance to show bis new
stock of goods to advantage. Mr. Co’e*
man will be pleased to have all his old
friends call oe him at his new place of
business. 1
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Will Not Rem >ve —The report
Judge A S Erwin would remove to the
Gate City is a mistake. Judge Erwin'
will eontinue the practice of law in
Athens under the firm of Erwin &
Cobb, wjyile Mr. Cobb will open an
office cf the firm in Atlanta. The peo
ple of Athens will he glad to learn that
Judg’ Erwin will remain a citizen of
the Classic C.”"”
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