The Cedarville Herald, Volume 11, Numbers 22-52

\ ■mmtsz The CedarofleSerald, CJSpARVlLLB,' : i i opto. #OY BLUE AN| ' Vm»nDlclc\T«i)tea*n&|wo*elfbt, . Life’*morning »*reet fad e arty | - WttUa&•Worn»»robf*heck<|b«*Uh blur, And yet myhale wan curly;' . We usedto read the livelong day « Strange talcs and old romnaoes; Dick liked the Indtan stories beat, But I had softer fancies, I cjung to lalry tales, alas! Andbooka with yellow covors; I thought myself a heroine, And went ln aearctkof lowers.- < Hmy young heart l&.tbow-fond days’ Ot bright, unclouded,weather; Imps, soldiers, ogres, ghosts and war Were all linked in-together. , Wo had one play called BunkerB ill; Dick alwayswishedto play it. ; I liked dolls better, though, ot .course, •; ■ I was ashamed to say It. Dick bada company of boys, - Tho nnmo^t §no was Moses; , l made him ones a soldier's cap And trimmed it round withroses* I followed in tho ranks myself, Their only banner bearing; Dick fastened to my father’s cano - . The apron I was,wearing.; ‘ r Dhappy days, toobriefly brightt Omemories quaint,-but pleasant) % can not bear to link to-day, ■The glad past withthe present! My childhood’* visions seentto mock My lone heart, sad and smitten; In dearer life-blood thanmy own The page of' war is written l I know not_wh.ereJnd.eath he Blccpa*-- Far distant from each other I watched aridwept, he fought and fell, . Mi' brays and generous brother! 'Tls all we know. O no! not all-* - He died asheroes perish; He left a memory for ourhearts To fondly, proudly cherish. N, Y. World. MISS BECKYS HOME. W hy She Went to Live With an 4 Old Gentleman. TSSBECRYwaa •‘Old Lad lb s ’ Homo” at last It was a Borry fact,but there was n o t h i n g else for her to do, itseemed. thinkofoffering any othorbomo tea poor,almost holploss o l d woman whohad .out-lived h o t ____ u s e f u l n e s s ? Having passedherdays in other people’s houses, so to speak, she might not mind it us much, perhaps, as amore fortunate being. ’•Yes,” sbo said, “ thore’s a Vacancy in the ‘Old Ladies’ Home,’ and tho hun­ dred dollars that Parson "Amory left me will pay my way In, but Jt wouldn’ t last mo long if I began to Spend It, you know, and I shall have a warm bod and my regular meals without worrying about where the next one’s coming from. I’m ’most tired worryingtabout ways undmoans. Seems as though. 1 had boon about it all my life, ever since father was taken' with heart disease hearing tho class in algo* bra. .Now that the rheumatism has got the better of me, so that 1 can’t work in cold weather, and the doctor saysit’ll draw my Angers up so that I can’t use them, soon, It doesn’ t scorn aa if there was any thing loft for mo in this world hut the Homo—and I ought to be thank­ ful for that!" ' " Miss Becky had had other expecta­ tions in her heyday, when young Larry Rogers met her and carried her basket; when his strong armpaddled her down thp broad river to church on Sunday i iw /y J TiW BRtDJS rLAKTJCD A YOtfXO TREE. mornings; when they sang together in tho choir from the same hymn book; when they loitered homeward 1ft the fragrant summer dusk, and heard the whip-poor-will complain, and startled the llre-filcs In tho hedges as they brushed by. It sometime* Seemed to bliss Becky as If all this had happened In another planet, flhe was young then, with •- bloom on her cheek; but, al- thtugh the rheumatism had bent her figure, and rendered her more or less helpless at times, yet her dark, velvety eyes looked out like soft stars, and the ghost of adimplestill flickered on cheek and chin in spite ot her slxty-odd years. Miss Becky’s father had been the dis­ trict school-teachor In those far-offdays of her girlhood. He had taughther the simple lore at hi* command, but it was Larr^JRogem who had taught her mil they; while he wretithe soot# music, empty old tioed togsthe on the hlao' not sufficed UhoodL / . after .hour, pool-boa*#; ] in the ;ha#greet othenfise,; bed stop inert board. But ^ thli bSil neblftker 'BN, •* ; ; <$<* comm cial value. In those had never,expected Wears her ttvlni by the sweat of her brew, turfy w going to give ?her every (king. Ho trivial tbolittfe quarrel seewed to-da; which circumvented this fine resolve of his! Jtiit wbatg*esHd*i||e it bad assumed at* the 'tjwo!?Tln » return jhom i trip to * notoibbrjngjfmy, some h jayfrbdy^h^ at’ Miss Becky *nad boeh- wren driving with Sqjiiro EuatiB'son, gam, behind .his. trojttepi.?, gamwas jpt*i home from col-: lege, a harum-scarum felfbw, fchejrsaid,4 who made love right and left, and gam­ bled *blti,an4 when Lmwy.Mproached, her wlthJreehe h*ftpotgeniea; she bad! aigiply skid: **Wbat then? If you chooses to listen' to gossip'rather thajj*wait till 1 tell you—” “But you didn't toll me; andl’yejboon honjOpWOC ^ ’5 J ,:'g ,<t -5 “ I ha’d forgotten all about it filryou reminded mo,” said Becky. “It’s such an eyory-day affair for you to drive with gam Eustisl"—which. In- Credulity So stung Bocky thatshe would hot condescend to explain that' she had carried some needlework up to Squire Eustis’ which she had boon doing for his wife, and,, that as she left to walk, home,, .Bam was starting Off with his? smart chaise and new dapple-grays, and the Squire said; “Take Miss’ Rooky home, Sam, and showher their paces;” and how she had boen ashamed tot.ro- fuso tho kindness, although preferring to walk a thousand times; and how, once in the chaise, Sam. had boon the pink of courtesy, andhad begged her to drive over with him to Parson Amory’s, three miles out of her way.'"/that Lucy Amory may see that you don’t disdain my company. For you see,” said Sam, who was not ns black as he was painted, Or as many liked to suppose, “Lucy can make me what she will; Without her I shall be nothing andnpbody; but they’ve tqld her ail kinds of wild things about mo; they’ve tola her she might just as Welljump into theriver asmarry such’a scapegrace. And perhaps if 1made her a little jealous—you know there’s no harm in that , is there? all’s fair in\ love—and perhaps if the old. folks see me driving about with Miss Becky Thorne my stock maygo up, and I may be.‘saved from the burning,’ as Parson Amory says.” And, Becky bad consented; how could' sho refuse to do a sorvlco for such a true lover? go slight a thing, too! Sho had often traveled tho samo. rOad since, on foot, on her daily rounds of toil or mercy. Sam Eustis had married Lucy Amory years- ago, and was the foremost man in tho county to-day. Strange; how that friendly drive had interfered with Miss Becky's prospects; how the simple fact of carrying homo Mrs. Eustis’ needle­ work should have determined her fate, and devoted her to a life' of hardship and the “Old Ladies’ Homo” at tho end! Talk of trifles! Poor Miss Becky! she remembered that once or twice the opportunity had offered when she might have made it up with Larry; but priue, or a sort of fine reserve, had locked fior Ups—Larry ought to know that sho was above silly flirtations, Once, when they had met at Lucy Amory’s wedding, when they all went out into thAorchard while the bride planted a young tree, and the guests looked for four-leaved clovers, sho had found herself—whether by accident or design she could not lell —on the grass beside Larry; their fin­ gers met over the same lucky clover, their eyes mot above it, and for an in­ stant sho had It on her tongue’s 'end to confess all about the drive and its re­ sult, to put pride in her pocket, hut just then Kell Amory called to Larry. “Oh, a horrid spider!—on my arm, Larry! Kill him, quick—do! Oh—oh— oh! I shall die—-1shall faint!” and that was the end of It.. The old orchard, with .its fragrant quince bushes, it* gnarled apple trees; Its four-leaved clovers, was a thing of the past; a cotton-mUl roared and thun­ dered- there all day long where the blrda built and the trees bourgeoned thirty odd years ago. It no longer blossomed, except inMiss Becky’s mem­ ory, She had turned her thoughts to raising plants when she was left to her own resources, hut one cruel winter’* night killed all her slips and the cap­ ital was lacking by which she might re­ new her stock. Since tbCn she had gone out for daily sawing, bid watched With the sick, had been in demand for temporary housekeeper whenever ,* tired matron wished an outing; hut lat­ terly her eyes no longer served her for fine work, and sewing-machines had! been introduced; she was not to alert in tho sick-room as of yore; she moved more slowly and her housekeeping talent was no longer in request; added to this, the bank where her little earn­ ings had been growing one day failed and left her hi^h and dry. Borne ot her friends had traveled to pastures new, some had ’married, away, some had ignored and for- S otten her. As for Larry Bogers, e had' been away from Plymouth this many a year. Homebody had sent him abroad the year after Lucy Amory’amarriage, todevelops his tousl- oal genius, He had grown into a fs- mooa violinist, playing all over the country to crowded houses, before the finest people in the land, It was a beautiful romanoa to Miss Becky to read in the Plymouth Record about our “gifted townsman;” she seemed to hear oho of his *$>U» through, m b pin* bittor ttjwi$igW»5 him baeuuae a! her im 3uid be$g«^R& ,i All of happiness she know* be kad brougA* h,— should she complain? And nbwshewaS gei«g4o tho “Old Ladies’ Home.” *•11fm t exactly jwhar IA*P '' * rmyymtb,” ahediaia to the old widow, . “No; but you’ll have a nice room a bright fire, nna the naighbors dropfn t o , see jiou andymake Iwise homaAlkmtSNow,;there’s old^trfiPu nothrag ean persiimto Tier to gd to • Home. She says it’s only^ a. genteel almshouse afterJail; and so Mm along with whatkittle shewanoarn and what the neighbors have a mind, to send intend tbey have todp it mightily gin­ gerly, top, |ust'asfci| they wc^ asking a favor df half. Lbr’i^shed'oesnft earn hetf “ I date.say,” returned .Miss Becky. ‘.‘Now, if it hadn’t boon for the cheunia- g^uld.earn my livipg\fO|!wears? gcVend,.may be, get aometh;ng<'hhead again. - But it seems as If the rheuma­ tism laid in wait for tho poor and friendless.’’ ^ 4- *“YoU Ought to have ? married when you ^were *young, Becky,” said !thO’ doctor’s widow, who bad. forgotten all? about Becky’s lore/ affair, and labored under the impression that she had never bad a •chance—an impression whichmatrons are apt to entertain con-, corning, their single friends. Misty BCcky had been spending sOrae^ weeks 11 / wijth m “ I AJt UEf.KY THOI!X,E.’’ Mrs. Doctor Dwight, who had ved aw'ay from Plymouth after her hifiband’s death.' .She was there chiefly to put some stitches into the widoiv’s wardrobe, which.nobody elsO would do So “ reasonably,” that lady’s grief hav­ ing incapacitated .her for holding a needle, or giving her' mind to the ma­ terial details ot “soam and gusset and band.” But during the visit Miss Becky had been seized with her sharp­ est attack of rheumatism, which had kept her in bod for weeks, till her wages wore.exhausted by drugs and doctor’s lees, It was at this time that | sho made up0her mind to go into the Homo oil her return to Plymouth. * Mrs. Dwight Baw he? off at the sta­ tion. “1 hope you’ll find the homo cozy,” sho said, outside tho car-window, “It’s lucky Parson Amory left you that hundred dollars, after all. Ho might have doubled i t ” “ Yes, I suppose so,” Miss Becky am swered, meekly. Perhaps shewas think­ ing that If she were Mrs.' Dwight no old friend of hors should go hogging to? a rofugo at an alms-house door, were it ever so genteel anAlms-house. Perhaps sho was thinking o l the pretty, com- fortablo homo waiting for he? friend, ahd wondering why their fortunes were so unlike. Writewhen you reach Plymouth and let mo know how you’re suited,” caid Mrs. Dwight, and just then the cars gave a lurch and left her behind, -and Miss Becky turned her glance Inward, Somebody had taken the seat beside her. ' “ Your friend was speaking of Parson Amory, of Plymouth,” said he. "I couldn’t help hearing,. I was bom In Plymouth myself, but I. haven't met a soul from there these twenty years, I’m on my way down to look up my old friends.” , “Twenty years is a long time,” an­ swered Becky; “ I’m afraid you won’t find many of your friends loft. You’ll' hardly know Plymouth,” “ I suppose nqt—I suppose hot Have you lived there lo^g?” “ I? I have lived there all my days.” “Good! I am hungry for news of the people. Tell me every thing you ban think of, Did Parson Amory leave a fortune? He was called elate. Where’s Miss Kell—married ot dead? I can see the old place inmy mind’s eye; and the parsonage under the elms, and the or­ chard behind It, where Lucy Amory planted * young tree on her wedding day, and the gown little Becky Thorne wore'—by the way, is she allvo? Bo you know her?” Miss Becky hesitated an Instant. “ Yes,” she replied, “I know her—; tnoroorless. . She’s alive.*’ ’ •And married?” “ ‘Well; nb, she never married;” , “ She must he sixty odd; she was a pretty creature, such.dimples—I sup­ pose they are wrinkle* 'ttewl 'Wbero have the years gone? la her home in the oldplapestlli?” ‘ “ Her home?** said Miss Becky, flush-1 known h er pitfUs! fnalt M l* AMkyiWho was b*pia SeiflbytA«llMOf*tto; ' should ihfttkjto! I ’ve loved ae frchi nkyoradleq we hod A el, which nartodua-wiuch a T f y ip e v e r _ jh ■.^ ■' iitag about them; 'a face’had grows a shade ortirn •nail at anee; She (fcsnedvher S ic .; t^oa jtuU , n#oj^ faljp witl||S “ You—” she said, “ you must bo Larry- Rogers,” Then the color swept to ho*‘ Abhfin' d crimtoftA***': ’.fflA’you SVWthobgM; y W baih,gr»fvn lVfelfA^Diiav » c k ^ m f o i ” ^ j)ie trainthundered|brpMh ^ndfthey forgot th ^ it^ y ,ty- “ On the Way to the ' Old Ladies’ Haste,” sjte' wrotwMm.“ D ,w i^t,‘ “ I was pcinuadeif to g o t t ah blmjjgentlebsm’s^, t . ln * e a d .| p -% r y >K,lPreiTo|tr id the |be^pTn^ better health DtwestnrMmi'thly. ''**■*•**<■ »*T»»ind When their Eur . THE A fB iCAN PYGMIES. 'A %*»piw!>oi -F’erfecMk-ikdl’- U ritu v«»e* #*i?matlbn. ; The name of dwarfs, applied by some to these pepple, has been objected to as ..implying deformity.tor arrested growth, •’and therdforb conveying ’ wrong ’ im­ pression. Jf^pthing of -the kidd can be sajd o f ^the' African. Pygmiet, 'JJwJid. though 'of short stature, ’lire allVcll- sbaped people,of perfectly normal form­ ation, It • is true . that the Hottontots and Bushmen ahow certain strange an- atomical peculiarities; but thoBe may. be said to bo more or less accidental, being, lii nart at least, the result of spe­ cial and unfavorable conditions of lifp. •The Pygmies orp momadiC in their habits; andneither keopcattle nor till the ground, but live by hunting nn^ snaring wild animals and birds, or, un­ der the most unfavorable circumstances, on wild fruit, roots and berries.. Their w' lapons are always bows and arrows, tl alatter usually poisoned—thoresource ol tho weak. 'They have no fixed abode, at d, if they build shelters at all,' only cc istruot rude huts of,,branches. They hi vo no goverment, nor do they form re ;ular communities; they usually wan­ der about, like our gypsies,''in hordes cc nposod of a few families each. This, h<wever, depends on tho,nature .of tho co mtry—in the parched deserts of the Sc nth they' are not even united to this ex tent..Sometimes they are to a certain dependent on more powerful who afford them protection in for certain services. Their ho­ of tho Unseen, when they have any. would appear to bo of tho very crudest. Their languages seem to bo distinct from others, related among themselves and very peculiar.—A, Wor- nor, in Popular Science Monthly. . INSTINCT OF BIRDS. A Flock Snobs Shelter from * Storm on n c'\>sif«l,« Dock. While a British brig was gliding smoothly along beforo a good breeze in the South Pacific, a flock of small birds about tho siza, shape and color of paro­ quets, settled down in tho rigging, and passed an hour or mOro resting. The second,mate was so anxious to find out the species to which ’tho visiting strangers belonged, that be tried to on* trap st specimon, fiut the birds were toe shy to he thus caught, and too spry to be seized by the quick hands of tho sailors. At tho end of about an hour tfio birds took tho brig’s course, and disappeared, but towards nightfall they came book and passnd the night in. the maintop. Tho next morning tho birds, flow oil again, and when they returned at noon, the sailors scattered some food about tho decks. By this time tho birds had become so tamo that they hopped about the decks picking, up the crumbs. Thai afternoon an astonishing thing bap* pened. The floek came flying swiftly toward the brig. Every bird Soothed to bo piping as if pursued by some little invisible enemy on wings and. they at once huddled downbehind adeck bouse. The superstitious sailors at once called the captain of the brig, who rubbed bis eyes and looked at the barometer. A glance showed that something was- wrong with the elements, and the brig was put in shape to outride a Storm. The storm came about twenty minutos after the birds had reached the vessel. For a few minutes tho sky was like the waterless bottom of * lake*—a vast arch of yellowish mud—and torrents of rain foil. Why it did not blow very hard no one knows; but on reaching port, two days later, they learned that a great tornado had swept across that part ol the sea—Christian at Work. tioofl at Arithmetic. Lady (in employment office)—As there is only tny husband and itiysolf in the family I think yon ought tobo will* luff to como for less than yOu ask. There are only two persons to cook for. Domestic—But, mum, when I’m wid you there *ud be three.—N. Y, Weekly. —Bqueers—“ Ycu didn’t get a very good hair-cut.” llaggett—"No; it isn’t eut as I wanted it,” Squeers—“Why not?” Haggett—"Couldn’t get a chance to fell tho barbcf how t wanted it. Ho kept asking we if I didn’irwaftt a sham­ poo.”—Bostop Herald. PEKftJiAL AND JMPIWEONAU ! —|bik«V<«ilerf ka* jswt ratomad ,io EomealtorafiMxaaMMbs* strip figt <*b«r HUe, has } 80lArawings, ■ 1 ■ketohwSpfi minting* fifth Itonas rao ‘ result(>fPfsMbors, ».■ ’ —Rarp*#ss Julio do FpfitedMUo^ Who ' hat doolded to go upon the stog^' is a ' pr*tty blonde of alight butwoU-rteRdcd flgwo, and fa, at medium hojghkt Her Ojrqtare fray and hot face nt*t Attract- ' dvto'' . , i, t t’. ’^^lostol Kapoleoh’sidve-lotlors wertf^1* tten by an amanuensis, andhe usual- iiotatod so rapidly that tho writer d to fill frequent gaps from memory, *has also tho case with nearly all correspondence, as Napoleon was Inclined to shun letter-writing, '’Y-mjA; Junker, v*ho learnedfii Central Africa'to live on antaafid vSriousrotbor delicacies of the savage nations, says Abniyff white explorers would accustom jjthomse^es to native 'food they would 'i and would not • opean -resources : were exhausted. , ’ —Mrs. A* B. Crane, of Brooks County, Goorgiai siirtyj-fivo yearf old. rai*d last - lyear, wifh the1 help tofvona liitle Boy, j four bales 'bf oottoii, YOO'busholso'Tcorn, - y meat enough for' the year, and _an_^_—. abunfiant supply of oats, fodder, ot6. J All'thetoutside help She b*d‘ was th«r hiring of a man for one' day afid the pibkipg pf.500'p9Hjads(ofcotjAh , . .. Y j l Y—Firof* Virchow iS*oifotof‘ the most distinguished physicians and scientists on the. continent of Europe. He has juat pald the Americak-medic^f world a ‘ high''tribute, declaring “ tbat.itexcels in surgery, midwifery, And dentistry; what tho Germans know aboutdentistry they learned? from America. .. America ,_t has. also splendid oculists.”—N. Y . 5 Christian Advocate. * " ' * —Colonel’Webb, fif Chester, N., J., is ’ in4he ninetieth year of .his age.' He' can stand upon a chair, bend baokward, touch his head upon the floor and rise up again without the aid of hiahands. ? He goes fishing nearly every, day in the Blaok rivor.'Wtands in the water up to fiis knees from moaning Until night, and ofttimes lands us many as fifty catfish a day. Who of that- ago can beat this record?” , , —The .monument of Pestalozzi at Yyerdon,lately inaugurated, baS^ these inscriptions: “ To; Bestalozzi, 1740-1827. Erected by popular subscription, ,1890.” “ I lived like a beggar to show beggars how they ought to live as men.” “ Sav­ ior of tho poor in' Neuhof. Father of the orphans in Stauz. Founder of the popular school in Burgdorf. Educator of toen in Yverdon. All for others, nothing for himself!” —Prospor Crabbo, whoso really impor­ tant collection of-pictures was sold two . weeks ago, began life as.a reporter on • tbo Independence Belgo. The editor soon told him that he neverwouldmake a living as a newspaper man, and he be­ came a stockbroker and died worth 80,- 000,000 francs in money besides his other properties. The two highest , priced pictures at his sale wero Dela­ croix’s “ Tiger Hunt,” 70,000 francs, and Rembrandt’s portraitof anadmiral, 100,- 500francs. —BrlckroW(to perspiring raral friend in the city)“ -“ Hello, I>Hietree, ho%’« tho weather; up in FrogtoWhf’ Pine ingalittie, “she ha* none. She is on’ tree—“Wall, I s’pose It’s jest in betas her way to the Old Ladies? Home,” *tls here, but we ain’t gob a hull street iw!* a Bocky full of thormc meters to Worryabout,”— Thorne!” hagasped; “And I—” GoodMaw*. J ••A LITTLE NONSENSE*” —“ You are looking pretty hard.this morning,” said the lettuce to the egg. ‘.‘Yes,” answered the egg- ■ “ I an just getting over a boILTerre*.Haute Ex­ press, . —Speaking of maternal instinct a marine oxchange has an article on “ Devoted MotherWhales.” So does tho devoted father, only he lays it on hard­ er.—Philadelphia Press. ,. —Little Boy (to Italian of whom his father has just made * pUrohise)—“Aro •you Italian?” ‘Italian—!’S1, signor.” Boy—“Papa, what lathat inAmerican?” Papa—“Yis, begorra.”—Boston Trans- cript —Small Boy—“Papa, what does ‘mo­ notonous’ mean?” Father (wearily)— “Walt tilt your mother begins to talk dress with your aunt, my boy; then you'll realize the fall meaning of the word.’’ —Stranger—“ Do the cars run to tho park all the time?” Conductor—“No, air; only half the time." Stranger— “ That’s fanny. How does it happen?” Conductor—“ It takes the other half for to run hack." —Ho—“Pm anro Cupid had nothing to do with arranging our alphabet,” She —“What giVes yott that impression?” He—“ If he had been doing it he would have placed V and I much nearer each Other.”—Chicago Post* —She's a chestnut, so Is Joe; How y o « stand It, I don't know, • I wish they were »*rrl*d. How happy I would be " jt they were wlth llcOlrtty At the bottom of the eerc. —Atlanta Constitution. —They had been talking about feats of strength, when Patsy, the tramp, said: “ I once jumped my board bill at a S5 a day house.” “ And I,” said the incendiary, “once fired a whole hotel with oiiehand.”—St Joseph (Me.) New* -Father—“Have you succeeded In finding the owner of that knife yon found, Johnny?” Johnny—“ No, sir, but I think 1 knowwho lost It.” “Who do. you think?” “ Tommy Green.” “Why don't you ask him If he did?” “ ’Cause Pm afraid he’ll aay yes.”— YankeaBlade. —Old gentleman—“You haven’t boen quarreling With that yoiflg man who calls on you, have you, Julia?” Julia— “Why no, pM Why dp*you ,ask such a question?” Old gentleman—“ I noticed that ho has kept away somewhatlately. He has only been here six limes tills Week, so far."—Bolton Herald. THE Fi CHI A m B»*Uy CoraWntu A hen-hoi) and oheapnt anda« showt graving; hank sloping Perhaps buc been Amcefiij ■wautec—1 sand, except jecttonable i< kind is, da 'tbis-mijAt* by a thorou above,and be' are almost in oan be kept the sand jjfp warm anfi. Hed to tb.e sOut*tei| achance toi and they will summer, provj right kind, draw from the posts to sot o| i'lV. rov r li VJ 1 ,, A Of the space to . the building, in position sawed ends on 1 the sand, On inch polo the building. Another length or per, should be place] hank where thf to come, with tioned for the , or.if ah abundL this row of posi| wall. Wood, _ because itdoesrl ureso much, bti cause lessduraa zoutal top poles) bora six to tel These will not l rudely spiked o) The entire 'str built, because sand and sod. are as well flat l bo laid a quantij poles closo toget thrown a layer <J hack brush, or L loaves, to bo- fol moro of sand. Of least alxItfChos'L over this,, (t shol .to shed raid totef on top like bur cellars so comme valley. Tho sidl samo maiu»^wi| heavily banked job can be sodfic from ugly in shoaldhtepe geiJ posts |o Hte gror abouttwq, feet ■this point the scend so that a:] away from the of good size, buj door may "6e a building, and roj During extramol this kind will poultry and wilj able feature*. H 01 Farmers ms Hug up port good allowan appli^noea ft the leaf fat fi indicated by diagram and; shape for coo for cutting tb point six Inc toll and cut s! This makes h*ms. Let t; order of the a 5 t'A /U ) ji s