The Beaver Herald (Beaver, Okla.), Vol. 28, No. 9, Ed. 1, Thursday, August 6, 1914 Page: 3 of 8
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8YN0PSIS.
John Valiant a rich society favorite
auddsnly discovers that the Valiant cor-
poration which his father founded and
which was the principal source of his
i wealth had failed lie voluntarily turns
over his private fortune to the receiver
lor the cornotatlon. Ills entire remaining
possessions consist of an old motor car a
'white bull dog and Darner cojrt a neir
ilected estate In Virginia. On the way to
iDamorv court he meets Shirley Dand-
Tldgn an auburn-haired beauty and da-
ldes that he la going to like Virginia Im-
mensely. Hhlrley's mother Mrs. Dand-
ridge and Major Brlstonr exchange rem-
Inlsoences during which It Is revealed
that the major. Valiant's father and a
man named Sassoon were rivals for the
hand of Mrs. Dandndge In her youth
flssoon and Valiant fought a duel on her
account In which the former was killed
valiant flnda Damory court overgrown
with weeds and creepers and decides to
rehabilitate the piece. Valiant saves
Shirley from the bltn of a snaka which
tiltes him. Knowing the deadllnoss of the
fclte. Shirley sucks the poison from the
wound and saves his life. Valiant learns
for tho nrst time that his father left Vlr-
srtnla on account of a duet In which Doc-
tor Southall and Major Ilrlstow acted as
lilt father's seconds. Valiant and Shirley
become good friends. Mrs. Darrtrldga
faints when she mots Valiant for the
first time. Valiant dlrcovers that he has
a fortune In old walnut trees The Vearlv
tournament a survival of the Jousting of
feudal times. Is held at Damory court At
the last moment Valiant takes the place
of one of the knights who Is sick and
-enters the lists. He wins and chooses
Shirley Dandrldge as queen of beauty to
the dismay of Katherlne Fargo n former
swuctheart who Is visiting In Virginia.
The tournament ball at Damory court
draws the elite of the countryside. Shir-
ley I s crowntid liy Valiant as queen of
beauty. Valiant tells Shirley of his love
and they become engaged. Katlnrlne
Fargo determining not to give up Vail-
amt without a struggle points out to Shir-
ley how terrible It would bo for the wom-
an who caused tha duel to meet Valiant
who looks so much like his father. Shir-
ley uncertain but feeling that her moth-
er was In love with tho victim of Vali-
ant's pistol breaks the engagement.
CHAPTER XXIX. Continued.
Tho Inquiry was drowned In a shriek
from soverol children In unison. They
ecrambled to their feet casting fear-
ful glances over their shoulders. The
man who had been lying behind the
hush had risen and was coming toward
them at a slouching amble ono foot
dragging slightly. His appearanco. In-
deed was enough to cause panic. With
his savage face set now In a grin and
his tramp-llko costume he looked
fierce and animal-like. White and
black tho children fled like startled
rabbits older ones dragging younger
"without a backward look all save
Rickey who Btood quite still her wid-
ening eyce flxed on him In a kind of
blanched fascinated terror.
He came close toj her never taking
bis eyes from hers thon put his heavy
grimy hand under her chin and turned
her twitching face upward chuckling.
"Ain't afeard d n mel" he said
with admiration. "Wouldn't skedaddle
with th' fine folks' white-livered young
unsl Know who I am don't yo?"
"dreof King." Rickey's lips rather
formed than spoke tho name.
"Right An' I know you too. Got
Jes th' samo look ez when ye wuzn't
no hlghor'n my knee. So yo ain't at
th' Dome no mo' ohT Purklo an' fine
llnnlng an' a eddlcatlon. Ho-hol Qoin'
tor make yo another ladyess like the
weet ducky-dovey that rescooeti ye
from th' lovln' embrace o' yer fond
top-parlent eh?"
Rickey's small arm went suddenly
out and her fingers tore at his shirt-
rThcre He Goes! He Said With Bit-
ter Hatred.
band. "Don't you" she burst In a
paroxysm of passion; "don't you even
apeak her name! It you do I'll kill
70u!"
So fierce was her loap that he fell
back a step In aboer surprise. Then
ho laughod loudly. "Why yo little
pit tin' wile-cat!" he gTlnned
Ho leaned suddenly gripped her
wrist and covering her mouth tightly
with his palm dragged her behind a
clump of dogwood bushes. A heavy
step was coming along tho wood-path.
Ho held her motionless and breathless
In this 'cruel grip till the pedestrian
had passed. It was Major Ilrlstow his
spruce white hat on the back of his
head his unsullied waistcoat dapplod
with tho leaf-shadows. He stepped
out briskly toward Damory court
swinging his stick all unconscious of
tho fierce scrutiny bont on him from
behind tho dogwoods.
Greet King did ndt withdraw his
hand till tho oteps had died In the dis-
tance. When bo did ho clenched his
flat and shook It In tho air. "There
he goes!" ho said with bitter hatred.
"Yer noble friend that sent mo up
for six years t break my heart on
(h rock-pllol Oh ho's a top-notcher
meVMmv
HALUE ERMINE ETVT3
ILLUSTRATIONS f LAUPEN STOUT
he 1st Rut he's got Qreof King to
reckon with yitl" He looked at her
balefully and shook her.
"Look-a-yore." ho said In a hissing
voice. "Ye remember mo. I'm a bad
ono tor fool with. Yer maw foun' that
out I reckon. Now ye'll promise me
ye'U tell nobody who ye've seen. I'm
only a tramp; d'yo hearT" Ho shook
her roughly.
Rickey's fingers and teeth wero
clenched hard and sho eatd no word.
He shook her again viciously the
blood pouring Into his' scarred face.
"Ye snlvelin' brat ye!" ho snarled.
"I'll show yer!" He began to drag
her after him through tho bushes. A
few yards and they were on tho brink
of -tho headlong ugly chasm of Lovers'
Leap. She cast ono desperate look
about her and shut her eyes. Catching
her about the waist he leaned over1
and held her out In mld-nlr as it eho
had been a kitten. "Ye ain't ecn mo
hev yer? Promise or ovor yo go. Ye
won't look to pretty when yo're
layin' down there on thorn rocks I"
The child's face was paper-white
and she had begun to trembo llko a
leaf but her eyes remained closed
"One two " ho counted deliber-
ately. Her eyes opened. Sho turned one
shuddering glanco below then her
resolution broke. She clutched his
arm and broko Into wild supplications.
"I promise I promise!" ehe cried. "Oh
don't let gol I promise!"
He sot her on the solid ground and
released her looking at her with a
sneering laugh. "Now wo'll see ef ye
belong hero or up tor Hell's-Half.
Acre" he said. "Flue folks keeps their
promises I've heord tell."
Rickey looked at him a moment
shaking; then she burst Into a passion
ftf sobs and with her face averted ran
from him llko a deer through the
hushes.
CHAPTER XXX
In the Rain
stood looking out
was falling In no
Shirley
rain. It
at tho
steady
downpour which held forth promise
of ending but with a gentlo constancy
that gave the hills a look of sudden
discomfort and made disconsolate
miry pools by the roadside. The
clouds wero not too thick however to
let through a dismal gray brightness
that sliono on the foliage and touched
with glistening lines of high-light the
draggled tufts of the soaked blue-
grass. Now and then across the drip-
ping fields fraying skolns of mist wan
dered to lie curdled In tho flooded
hollows where hero and thoro cattle
stood lowing at Intervals In a mourn-
ful key.
The Indoors had become Impossible
to her. Sho was sick of trying to
read sick of the endless pacings and
purposeless Invention of needless
tasks. She wanted movement tho
cobwebby mist about her knees the
wot rain In her face. She ran upstairs
and came down clad In a close Bcarlet
jersey with leather gaiters and a soft
hat I
Emmallne saw her thus axcoutored
with disapproval. "Lawdy-meroy
chile I" she urged; "you ain't goln'
out! It's ratnln' cats en dawgs!"
"I'm neither sugar nor salt Emma-
llne" responded Shirley listlessly
dragging on her rain-coat "and the
walk will do me good."
On the sopping lawn she glanced
up at her mother's window. Since the
night of the ball her own panging self-
consciousness had overlaid the fine
and sensitive association between
them. She had been full of horrible
feeling that her face must betray her
and tho causo of her loss of spirits
bo guessed.
Her mother bad. In fact been
troubled by this but was far from
guessing the truth A somewhat long
Indisposition had followed her first
sight of Valiant and she had not
witnessed the tdurnamont. She bad
hung upon Shlrloy's description of It
however with an excited lntorest that
tho other was later to translate In
tho light Qf her own discovery. It the
thought bad flitted to her that fate
might bold something deeper than
friendship Ip Shirley's acquaintance
with Valiant It had beon of tho
vaguest. His choice of her as Queen
of Deauty had seemed a natural hom
age to that swift and unflinching act
of hers which had saved his life.
There was In her mind a more ob-
vious explanation of Shirley's altered
demeanor. "Perhaps it's Chilly Lusk"
she had said to herself. "Have they
had a foolish quarrel I wonder! Ah
well In her own time she will tell
mo."
There was some rellot to Shirley's
overcharged toolings In the very dis-
comfort of the drenched weather; the
sucking pull of the wet clay on her
boots and the flirt of the drops on ber
cheeks and hair. Sho thrust tier dog-
skin gloves Into her pocket and held
bor arms outstretched to let the wind
blow through her fingers. Tho mois-
ture clung In damp wreaths "o her
hair 'and rolled In great drops down
her coat aa she went.
The wildest most secluded walks
bad always drawn her moat and she
Instinctively chose ono of those today.
It was the road whereon squatted Mad
Anthony's whitewashed cabin "Dah's
er man gwlno look In dam axes honey
cowravr
en gnlne make 'em cry en cry." Sho
had forgotten the Incident of that day
when ho had read her fortune but
now tho quavering prophecy came
back to her with a shivering sense of
reality. "Fo' dah's flah en "sho aln'
afcah'd en dah's watah en sho aln'
afeah'd. Et's do thing whut eat do
ha'at outen do breas' dat whut she
afeah'd of I" If It were only tiro end
water that threatened her!
She struck her hands together with
an Inarticulate cry. She remembered
tho laugh In Valiant's eyes as they had
planted vthe roses tho characteristic
gesture with which he tossed the wav-
lng hair from his forehead how sho
had named the ducks and the pea-
cock and chosen tho spots for his
flowers; and she smiled for such mem-
ories even in the stabbing knowledge
that these dear trivial things could
mean nothing to her In iha future.
She tried to realize that be was gono
from her life that he was tho one
man on earth whom to marry would
"Doesn't That Prove What I Say?" Ho
Said Bending Toward Her.
bo to strike to the heart her lovo
and loyalty to hor mother and sho
said this over and over to herself In
varying phrases:
"You can't I No matter how much
you love him you can'tl His father
deliberately ruined your mother's life
your own mother! It's bad enough
to love him you can't help that. Rut
you can help marrying him. You
would hato yourself. You can never
kiss him again or feel his arms around
you. You can't touch bis hand. You
mustn't even see him. Not If It breaks
your heart as your mother's heart
was broken!"
Sho had turned Into an unbeaten
vay that ambled from tho road
through a track of tall oaks and pines
scarce more than a bridle-path wind-
ing aimlessly through bracken-strewn
depths so dense that even tho wild-
roses had not found them. In ber
childish hurts she had always fled to
the companionship of the trees. She
had known them every one the black-
gum and pale dogwood and gnarled
hickory the prickly-balled "button-
wood" tbe lowly mulberry and the
majestic red oak and walnut. They
bad seemed friendly and-pitying coun-
selors standing about ber with arms
Intertwined. Now with tbe rain weep-
ing in soughing gusts through them
they offered ber no comfort. She sud-
denly threw herself face down on the
soaked moss.
"Oh. God!" sho cried. "I love him
so! And I had only that one evening.
It doesn't seem just. It I could only
have htm and suffer some other way!
Ho's suffering too and It Isn't our
faultl We neither of us harmed any-
one! Ho isn't responsible for what
his father did why ho hardly know
him! Oh God why muat It bo so
hard for usT Millions of other people
love each other and nothing separates
them like this!"
Shirley's warm breath made a little
tog against tho star-eyed moss. She
was scarcely conscious of her wet and
clinging clothing and tho soaked
strands of her hair. Sho was so
wrapped in her desolation that she no
longer heard the sound of the perse
vering rain ana the wet swishing of
tho bushes parting now to a hurried
step that fell almost without sound on
the spongy forest soil. Sho started
up suddenly to see Valiant before her.
He was In a somewhat battered
walking suit ot brown kbakl with a
leather belt and a felt hat whose brim
stiff with tho wet was curved down
visor-wise over his brow. In an In-
stant he bad drawn her upright and
they stood looking at each other
drenched and trembling.
"How can youT" ho said with a
roughuees that sounded akin to anger.
"Hore In this atrocious weatber like
this!" he laid a hand on her arm
"You're wet through."
"I I don't mind the rain" she an-
swered drawing away yet feeling
with a guilty thrill the masterfulness
ot his tono as well as Us real concern.
"I'm often wet."
His gaze searched hor face feature
by feature noting her pallor the blue-
black shadows beneath ber eyes tho
caught breath uneven like a child's
from crying. He still held her hands
In his.
vm(mk
ar aooaa-ffriLt. corvtyy
"Shirley" ho said "I know what you
Intended to tell mo by thobo flowers
I wont to St. Andrew's that night in
the dark after I read your tetter.
Who told youT Your mother?"
"No no!" sho cried. "Sho would
nevor havo told mo!"
His face lighted. With an Irresist-
ible movement be caught her to htm.
"Shirley!" ho cried. "It Bhan'l bol
It shan't I tell you! You can't broak
our lives In two like fills! It's un-
thinkable" "No nol" sho said pltcously push-
ing him from her. "You don't under-
stand. You are n man and mon
can't."
"I do understand" bo Insisted "Oh
my darling my darling! It Isn't right
for that spectral thing to como be-
tween usl Why It belongod to a past
generation! Howovor sad tho out-
como ot that duel It held no dishonor.
I know only too well tho ruin It
brought my father! It's enough that
It wrocked three lives. It shan't rise
again like Ranquo's ghost to haunt
ours I I know what you think I
would lovo you tho moro. If I could
love you moro for that sweet loyalty
but It's wrong dear. It's wrong I "
"It's the only way."
"Listen. Your mother loves you.
If sho knew you loved me she would
bear anything rather than havo you
suffer llko this. You say sho wouldn't
havo told you herself. Why If my
father "
Sho tore her hands from his and
faced him with a cry. "Ah. that Is ltl
Ycu knew your father so Uitlo. Ho
was never to you what sho Is to mo.
Why I've boen all tho llfo sho has
had I remembor when sho mended
my dolls and held mo when I had
scarlet fever and sang mo tho songs
tho trees sang to themselves at night
I said my prayers at her knee till I
was twelve years old. Wo were never
apart a day till I went away to school."
Sho paused breathless.
"Doesn't that provo what I say?"
ho said bending toward her. "She
loves you far better than herself. Sho
wants your happiness."
"Could that mean hers?" sho de-
manded her bosom heaving. To boo
us together always always! To
be reminded In everything tho lines
of your face the tones of your voice
maybe of thatl Oh you don't know
how women feel how they remembor
how they grieve I I've gono ovor all
you can say till my soul cries out but
it can't chango It It can't!
Valiant felt as though hevero bat-
tering with bruised knuckles nt a stone
wall. A helpless anger simmered In
him. "Suppose" ho said bitterly "that
your mother ono day perhaps after
long years learns of your sacrifice.
Sho Is Ukoly to guess in the end I
think. Will It add to her pleasuro do
you fancy to discover that out ot this
conception of filial loyalty for .It's
that I suppose! you have spoiled
your own life?"
Sho shuddered. "Sho will never
learn" sho said brokenly "Oh I
know she would not have spoken. She
would suffer anything for my happi-
ness. But I wouldn't have her bear
any moro for my sake."
His anger faded suddenly and when
he 'looked at her again tears were
burning In his eyes.
"Shirley!" ho said. "t'a my heart
too that you are binding on tbe
wheel! I love you. I want nothing
but yout I'd rather beg my bread
from door to door with your hand
In mine than sit on a throne without
you I What can there be In llfo for
me unless you share It? Thtnk ot our
love I Think ot the fate that brought
me here to find you In Virginia!
Think of our garden where I thought
we would live and work and dream
till we wero old and gray together.
EFFICIENCY IN "NEWS STYLE"
Columns of the Modern Journal Con-
tain It Is Claimed the Best of
English Phrasing.
It Is seldom that a good word Is
said In academic circles for what Is
termed "newspaper English" meaning
the terse trenchant style in which the
best Journalists are in tbe habit ot ox-
pressing themselves. Tho College ot
Journalism however recognlzos tho
valuo of this style and Prof. V. W.
Reekman a well-known educators
says:
"7lth sI Us faults I still bellovo In
tho news stylo as the most efficient
stylo ot this modern day of presenting
Information through tho written word
It has been hammered out In tho heat
and stress ot newspaper work to meet
the demands of tho millions for some-
thing to compel their attention inter-
est them and give them Information
In the quickest clearest way possible."
Thoro Is much truth in this but not
darling! Don't throw our lovo away
llko this!"
His entreaties loft her only whiter
but unmoved. Sho shook her head
gazing at him through great clear
tears that welled ovor and rolled down
her cheoka
"I can't fight" sho satd. "I havo no
strength loft" Sho put out hor hand
ne who spoke and dropped tt with a
little limp gesture that had In It tired
despair finality and hopelessness. It
caught at his heart more strongly than
nny words. Ho felt a warm gUBli ot
pity and tenderness.
Ho took her hand gently without
speaking and pressed It hard against
his lips. It seemed to him very small
and cold
Thoy passod together through tho
wet bracken his strong arm guiding
hor over tho uneven path and came
to tho open In sllenco.
"Don't como with mo" sho said
then and without a backward glanco
wont rapidly from him down tho shim-
mering road.
CHAPTER XXXI.
The Evening of an Old Score.
Rat-tat-tat-tnt-tatl Major Hrlstow's
Ivory-headed camphor-wood stick
thumped on tho great door of Damory
court. Tho sound had a tans ot Impa-
tience for he had used tho knocker
moro than once without result. Now
ho strode to tho o)id of tho porch
and raised hla volco in a stentorian
bellow that brought Undo Jefferson
shuffling around the path from the
kitchens with all tho whites ot his
eyes showing.
"You dog-gono lazy rascal!" thun-
dered the major "What do you mean
sail by keoplng a gentleman cooling
his heela on tho door-step llko a tax-
collector? Where's your master?"
"Fo do Luwd Major Ah aln' seen
Mars' John sence ills mawnln'. Staht
out aftah brcakfas' en ho novnh
Bhowed up orgln et all. Yo' reck'n
whut do mattah suh?" ho added anx-
iously. " 'Pcahs lak sumpln' proyln'
on bo mind. Don' seem or bit heso't
lately."
"H-m-m ! " The major looked thought-
ful. "Isn't ho well?"
"No Buh. Aln' ot no mor'n or hum-mtn-buhd
deso las' tow days. Jes'
hangs eroun' lonosome lak. Don'
laugh no mo' don' sing no mo'. Aln'
play do planny sence de day aftah do
ball. Me on Daph moght'ly postered
'bout him."
"Pshaw!" eatd tho major. "Touch
of spring tover I rackon. Aunt Daph
foeds him too well. Give him less
tried chlckon and moro ash-cako and
buttermilk. Make htm some Julops."
Tho old negro shook hts head.
"Moghty neah uso up all dat mint-
bald Ah foun'." ho said "but aln' do
no good MaJah Alt's sho' 'feahod
sumpln' gwlnetor happen."
"Nonsonso!" tho major sniffed.
"What fool Idea's got under your wool
now? Doen seeing Mad Anthony
again I'll bet a dollar." '
Undo Jefferson swallowed once or
twice with seeming difficulty and
turned the gravel with his toe. "Dat's
so" ho said gloomily. "Ah done see
de old man de yuddah day 'bout et
Ant'y ho know I Ho see trouble er-
comln' on trouble er-gwlne. Dat same
night de hoss-shoe drop often de
stable do' on dls vo'y mawnln' or
buhd done fly inter de house. Das'
er mighty bad hoodoo er mighty bad
hoodoo I"
"Shucks!" said tho major. "You're
as loony as old Anthony with your
Infernal signs ft your Mara' John's
been out all day I reckon he'll turu
up before long I'll wait for him a.
while." Ho started In but paused on
tho threshold. "Did you say ah
that mint was all gono Unc' Jeffer-
son?" (TO BE CONTINUED.)
all tho truth. So-called "newspaper
English" has left Its Indelible mark on
the literature and especially the fic-
tion ot our times. Tho most success-
ful stories are those told In the few-
est words. The old-fashioned flowing
periods which produced verbal melody
Instead ot recording facto have lost
tholr charm tor novel readers whose
eager brains are anxious to absorb tbe
tale rathor than linger over "fine
writing."
Will Lecture In America.
Colcstln Demblon whoso books en-
deavor to prove that tho plays attrib-
uted to Sbakespearo wero written by
Lord Rutland will como to this coun-
try to lecture on hU theory. He Is a
deputy and professor a! Uteraturo at
Rrussets university.
Asks Little of Himself.
"Gadson Is a man whoso distinguish-
ing trait is solt-dpproval."
"I understand now why everybody
1 Bays ho Is easy to pleaso"
STORAGE OF SOIL MOISTURE
Several Factor Are Cited In Bulletin)
Issued by the Nebraska Experi-
ment Station.
The Nobraska experiment station-
has Just recently Issued a bulletin on
"The Storago and Uso ot Boll Mois-
ture" This bulletin U a brief discus
slort ot work done at the North Platto-
substation relative to tho storago and
uso ot soil moisture. It treats ot the
possibilities of storing water In the-
soil during certain periods to bo used
later In conjunction with the rainfall.
Several ot the factors Influencing the
storago ot water In tho soli are dU-
cussed. Summer tlllago has been the moat
effective method of storing water but
oven by this method only from 10 to
33 per cent ot the seasonal rainfall
has boen stored In tho soil. A discus-
sion ot tho amount ot wator retained
by summer tillage during each ot tho
past several years shows that tho
amount ot water stored varies with
the amount and distribution ot the
rainfall during the period covered by
tho summor tillage. It has boon tound
that water stored In tho soil before
soodlng Is a safeguard against drought
but It has not been found possible to
store enough water In the soil beforo
seeding to mature a.crop without sub-
sequent rains. ' )
Disking small groin stubblo has
proved beneficial by preventing weod
growth whenever there has boon suf
ficient moisture In tho soil at harvest
time to produce a crop ot woods or
whore rains .havo como oarly onough
to start wood growth.
Plowing has boon better than disk-
ing in that It moro thoroughly kills
all weed growth and In tho case ot
heavy rains plowed land will absorb
more water than disked land becauuo
It Is more thoroughly stirred.
Artificial mulchos of straw or hay
havo proved moro effectivo than soil
mulchos In' absorbing and retaining
wator from rains.
Spring whoat oats barloy and corn
teed to an avoraga depth ot four foot
In this soli. Wlntor wheat foeds to a
dopth of six or sovon feet. Alfatfa
and grasses use wator from greater
dopths.
Weeds aro tho greatest agency for
tho loss ot wator from tho soil. Pro-
venting wood growth has boon moro
Important from tho standpoint ot stor-
ing wator In the noil than cultivating
tho soil to produce any kind of a
mulch.
DYNAMITING FOR DRY FARM
Practise Is Becoming Common and
8omo Immense Yields Have Been
Secured on 8mall Plats.
Some have used this method tor
crops Instead ot plowing and some tre-
mendous yields havo boon obtained on
small plats; but wo have had no
chanco ot comparing tbe cost with the
results on a largo acreage says a
writer in Rranch and Range. Dyna-
miting boles for trees howover Is be-
coming common and tho oxponse Is
halt a stick ot dynamite one cap and
about two foot ot fuso for each tree.
A holo Is bored with tho soil auger
about two foot or 30 Inches where the
troe Is to go; the halt stick ot dyna-
mite Is Inserted with cap and fuse at-
tached and then tbe dirt is replaced
In tho holo around the fuso tamping
with a stick as It Is filled In.
After tho explosion two or three
swings ot the shovel will clear the
bole ready to set tbe tree. The sub-
soil will bo found shattered to somo
extent In the neighborhood of the bole
and this Is supposed to be beneficial
In allowing the roots to penetrate a
hard-pan.
Until some ono plants some trees
In dynamited holos and iome others
In ordinary holes alongside ot them It
will bo Impossible to come to any defi-
nite conclusion as to the advantage.
If any derived from dynamiting.
We know that deep plowing Is tbe
best way out In dry farming; for tho
samo reason dynamiting ought to be
good. Wo also know from our awn
experience In the dry farm orchard
that tho roots will go through any soil
hard-pan providod It la moist and It
Is always moist In tho well cultivated
orchard whero the trees are not too
close together.
Supplying 8alt Regularly. '
Whon the cows are salted only onca
a week they eat too much at a time
and tt causes looseness ot the bowels.
They will eat a little salt nearly every-
day If it Is kept where they can get
at It especially when grass U fresh
and abundant.
Should Keep Record of Tress.
Every tree In the orchard should bo
numbered and a record ot each tre
kept In a book for tho purpose. Writ
down tho date and from whom pur-
chased. One soon has a most Interest-
ing history of his trees.
Growing Room for Strawberries.
It Is a mistake to plant strawberries'
or other small fruits too closely. Tba
average strawberry beds are planted.'
so close that the plants have to fight
each othor for existence.
Increase of Horses.
Horses are not being driven oat of
;ho market by motor cars as many
persons bellevo. On tho contrary
they are rapidly Increasing In number
and value .
Best to Have Good Horses.
It Is far better to have two good
horsos than four poor ones. Here Is
a place whoro numbers do not repre-
sent voluuj
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