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YORKVSLIE ENQUIRER; ~ k ISSUED SEMI-WEEKLY. i. u. grists SOBS. Psbiuhen. } Jpeajspaper: 4for thg $romotion of tk< political, JSociat, ?griimlftti;al and ?omm?;rtat JnterMts of ih< Jtojlg. |Tg??o?-22pT.n ii^lLVAXCI1 ^^fABLlSHED1855. ~ YORKVILLE, 8. C, FRIDAY, MARCH 19, 1909. 3STO. 23. IU* A*A KAK AHA ftAft A*A ?A* \ Heron | _ 3 By ETTA 1 | Uft A*A KA* A*A *A* AXA KAK CHAPTER HI. The morrow came?big with fate. In preparation for the conquest of my grandfather's heart, my mother dressed me with great care, and combed and curled my long hair with her own hands. Patty, too, fluttered around me in great excitement. She knew the family secrets and more than once her feelings became too much for her. "Lord bless you for a born beauty, Miss Hazel," she cried, "the old judge will never be able to hold out a'gin you this day, unless he's turned to granite. Oh, but I remember him well?born to rule, if ever a man was, and to make other folks tremble." "Do you know my grandfather, Patty?" I interrupted. "Lor*, yes, miss," sighed Patty. "I was your mamma's waiting-woman before she ever left her father's house. I've stuck close to her since that hour. I'll stick to her till the world ends. There! you do look like a little angel? fit to move a rock, if so be it had eyes to see you." At the hour appointed on the previous day Aunt Ferrers arrived to take possession of me. "Is all well ?" my mother asked, anxiously. "Does my father suspect anything? Has he discovered your visit of yesterday?" "He suspects notmng, me u?u, white-haired lady answered, cheerfully. "Francis Heron Is to lunch with him today. I see that you have armed Hazel cap-a-ple for conquest." She looked breathlessly Into my mother's pale face. "My poor girl, Is all well here? Have you suffered any fresh alarm?seen anything more of the gray woman. "No," shuddered my mother; "but at the last moment I feel strangely reluct-1 ant to send Hazel on her mission. Oh, Aunt Helena! take care of my darl-1 ing!" "I will. Fear nothing," answered Aunt Helena. "You can trust her with) me, Constance." Then we went down to the gate, which Patty had unlocked, entered a carriage waiting there, and rolled off to the nearest railway station. She was very kind and gentle?this " - ?.. ? A T o.nn Oiirn that ahA new-iounu uuui?i n<? <.??> must love my mother fondly. She put me In a car, with a box of French boni bons to comfort me, and took a seat by my side, asking me many questions about our hermit life at Lake Cottage. There were anxious lines in her face, and now and then a heavy sigh escaped her. The train?an express?tore rapidly ' on. Soon bridges and water, and an immense wilderness of roofs and spires, with one great gilded dome rising above all, like a miniature sun, burst on my wondering eyes. It was my first experience of travel?my first glimpse of the vast world. The train slackened speed?stopped. We had reached the city of wealth and culture?the city of pride, prejudice, and narrow, crooked streets. "Come," said Aunt Ferrers, and we alighted on a platform, under an arched roof of glass and iron. At a sidedoor an English broughham, drawn by iron-gray horses, and driven by a coachman in livery, awaited us. We entered the vehicle and through a network of noisy ways started for that of aristocratic Boston, the Back Bay. Bewildered, I looked from the carriage window on the vast human hive into which I had made my first plunge. Endless walls of brick and stone met k my eyes?vast, hurrying crowds of men and women?ancient trees, in a confusion of autumnal tints. Then the broughham rumbled into Commonwealth Avenue, and stoppfed before an i imposing stonp dwelling. "My dear, this is the place," said Auui r ci i cio. She led me up a flight of steps into a hall, ceiled and paneled with carven oak. On one side was a fire-place with aPompeiian mosaic for a hearth-stone, palms in huge jars stood on the landing. We ascended a wide stair to a boudoir, where a white-capped maid came to attend us. My hat and cloak were removed, and the servant brought a tray of dainties, of which I tasted sparingly." Where was my grandfather? I wanted to go to him at once. I was glad when Aunt Ferrers took my hand and said. Impressively: "The moment has come, Hazel?we cannot delay longer." Down the shallow stair we went; the j- house seemed very still. We crossed the hall to a portiere of magnificent tapestry. A footman waited there Aunt Ferrers motioned him aside and drew back the fabric with her own hand. But in the act she suddenly ^ paused, as though strength and courage were falling?as though she could not take the fateful step across the threshold. And while she thus held the tapestry in her trembling grasp, ? . w v. Anoninc nooport Ansrprlv A, UIIUUBH lire ujreimiB, p , Into the room beyond. I saw walls of an exquisite primrose p tint, an inlaid floor; a bow-window of stained glass that cast a soft glow upon everything, and a luncheon-table, shining with old silver, painted Sevres, and Benares bowls of Marechal Niel roses. At the board sat two persons?one, a thin, sallow, olive-skinned youth? the other, an elderly gentleman, with an ugly aquiline profile, and huge gray eyebrows beetling over his keen, unpleasant eyes. This latter party was in the act of taking some black grapes from a silver dish, and so absorbed was he in talking to the sallow youth, that he did not notice the movement of the portiere?did not see Aunt Ferrers P and myself halting In mortal dread on his threshold. "Heron," we heard him say, "am I to understand that you mean, after ^ leaving college, to take up your abode L on your Black River estates?" "Yes, sir," answered Francis Heron. "Listen to me, lad; sell that property?it will yield you nothing but tor AHA HAH AHA HAH AHA HAH AHA * * 'SWlFE. i s W. PIERCE. 5 & AHA HAH AHA HAH AHA HAH AHA Iment Even In your father's day the mill-folks were a lawless lot?forever in revolt. They ended by burning the mills over his head?he lost his life in the fire. Go to the North Polo?to the Equator?anywhere?but give Black River a wide berth." The boy answered with the impatience of one who is used to having his own sweet way, and docs not relish outside interference. "I have no hankering for the North Pole, sir, nor the Equator. I thank you for your counsel, and the interest you feel in my father's son; but I am going to rebuild Heron's Mills, and set up my lares and penates in the old house at Heroncroft, as soon as I leave Harvard." "Just powers! 'Whom the gods design to kill they first make mad.' I wonder if the character of Black River natives has improved since your father's time?" "I fear not. They are said to be a set of disreputable vagrants." "AnH von fancv. lad. that you can take them In hand, revive the industries which they wantonly destroyed, and put a wholesome check upon their lawlessness?" "Exactly, sir!" "Rubbish! Your father and I were sworn friends from boyhood. For his sake, I try to dissuade you from this absurd scheme. Heron." "Pardon me, sir, I am not to be dissuaded. I am mulish by nature, as you know. I look upon the whole matter as a duty. I think my father would approve of? "He was burnt in his mills. You will meet a similar fate." "That remains to be seen, sir." The next instant Aunt Ferrers had moved forward into the room, drawing me with her. The beautiful Inlaid floor seemed rising to meet us. My heart beat fast, but I thought of my mother, and I went straight up to the gentleman with the eyebrows, and made him a little curtsey. "I am your granddaughter, sir," I said. "I am Hazel Ferrers, and if you please, I have come to see you." Francis Heron stopped short in the midst of his sentence. Both men stared. Then my grandfather pushed back his plate of grapes. An appalling look, like "Lightning in a sudden spleen unfolded," swept his face. With those stiff gray brows making sinister shadows over his eyes, he glared, not at me, but at poor Aunt Helena. "What damnable trick is this?" he shouted, in a voice that promised ill for mv cause. Who brought this child into the house, Helena?" "I!" she answered, firmly. "Philip, you see before you poor Constance's little daughter?your one only grandchild, bone of your bone and flesh of your flesh. Have you no welcome to give her?" Judge Ferrers arose from his chair. On his feet he was even more frightful than when seated. Unconsciously, as it seemed, Francis Heron arose also. He appeared to be holding his breath, as though he perceived the air around him charged with dynamite. "Helena," sneered my grandfather, still Brlarlnar straight over my head, "how is it that I, who never had a son, am requested to welcome a grandchild called Ferrers?the maternal, not the paternal, name? Why such a very uncommon arrangement?" She was a gentle, timid woman, but she flushed angrily. "Are you ignorant of your daughter's misfortunes, that you ask that question Philip? Oh, shame! shame! Surely your rightful heiress, the last scion of your house, may be permitted to shelter herself beneath your name?" "My rightful heiress!" he echoed, in a hard, dry voice. "Ah, now I have the key to this trumpery bit of melo drama! You have somehow discovered that my will is written." Again the color arose in her delicate old face. "Philip, blood ought to be thicker than water. Constance is my niece. If you have ceased to love her, I have not. I must and will speak for her. She is living in poverty, obscurity, and worse yet, danger, all of which you can change, if you will, to plenty, protection and safety. Have you not punished that unhappy girl enough? Have you not kept her in exile long enough? Look at this child?your own flesh and blood?what has she ever done amiss? If you have made a will and disinherited her?if you have robbed her of her birthright?consigned her in her helpless childhood to the mercies of the world?I tell you to your face. Judge Ferrers, you have done a wicked, cruel, shameful thing!" An ugly, apoplectic purple surged over her aquiline face. He extended his arm suddenly, as if to smite the bold little woman. Frightened by his gesture, I started back, and fell over a chair, prostrate on the slippery floor. Instantly Francis Heron, who had not yet spoken a word, darted round the table, snatched me up and set me on my feet. Quivering with wrath, my grandfather addressed himself again to Aunt Helena. "Your niece has only herself to thank for her poverty and suffering. In defiance of my authority, she made her choice twelve years agone, and she may abide by it to the end of her days, for neither by stratagem, nor in any other way, will she wrest forgiveness from me. Let her send no offering of her shameful marriage to this house, for I acknowledge no kinship with it. It is quite true that my will is made? it is also true that not a dollar of my money will she or her child ever remIvo Tn ogee vmir mlnH Hplpna. and gratify the curiosity which is the bane of your sex. I tell you frankly that my fortune is bequeathed unconditionally to the son of my dead friend?Francis Heron!" This, as I knew, was no secret to my aunt, but the sallow boy started and grew very red. "I decline to accept it, sir!" he cried. "I will have nothing to do with the abominal business!" "Hold your tongue, lad!" shouted my grandfather. "I warn you, you, sir, you will accomplish nothing by bequeathing your money to me!" persisted Heron, with vehemence. God is my witness, I will restore every farthing of it to your daughter. It was the feathep that broke the camel's back. Judge Ferrers gave a roar of exasperation. "You will accept it, lad, or I will scatter it to the winds of heaven?I will burn it, bury It; but to the woman who was once my child, and is now as dead to me as though she lay in her grave, it shall never go! Let her perish In the gutter, and her offspring with her!" Heron stood facing my grandfather, looking ill-pleased with his part in our family tempest. "Allow me to retire, sir"?he began stiffly. "I forbid you to move from this spot!" thundered the judge. Then Aunt Helena made one last effort. She took my face In her twohands, with the long hair falling away on either side, and lifted it to my grandfather's gaze. "Look at her once, Philip!" she implored, "and you cannot drive her from you. As you hope for pardon yourself, forgive Constance?take her home? she is in peril and unprotected. For this child's sake, receive the mother? for the mother's sake, receive the child." If there was beauty in my face, it did not move him; if there was a vulnerable spot In his heart, this appeal failed to find it. My poor mother had sinned past all forgiveness. Before such wrath as his, blood was not thicker than water?its mysterious influences had no power to affect him. "You are my sister, Helena," he cried, in a terrible voice, "but should you dare repeat this offense, I will turn you from my house?I will disown you, as I disowned the daughter who defied and disregarded me years ago! Now, take that child out of my sight!" "Phillip, oh, Philip!" cried Aunt Helena, but he waved her off. "Not a word more! Take her away, or It will be the worse for you!" She was conquered! She drew me blindly toward the door. I broke from her grasp, and turning toward my grandfather, stamped my foot, and shouted: "You horrid, wicked, dreadful old man! I hate you with all my heart. I will hate you so long as I live." Aunt Helena seized me, anew, and dragged me forcibly over the threshold. "Oh, Hazel," she groaned, you have completed our utter ruin!?all Is lost? come away!" The laat I saw of that room was a flood of rosy Jigh{ falling through its * ?? -- ? ? J Sn + Vi stained window, ana my gnmuiamci standing In the radiance, with his back turned upon us, while the sallow boy Heron gazed after our ignominious retreat, with something in his eyes that made me think he was sorry for us. Then the portiere fell into place, and rejected, disowned, I stood with Aunt Helena in the beautiful oaken hall. "I want to go back to mamma!" I panted. "Immediately," sobbed Aunt Helena. "My poor Constance! I fear this disappointment will quite break her heart." In haste and silence we made our exit from the grand house which, for years after, was to be to me but a memory and a dream. Th? hroueham which had brought us from the great depot carried us back to it, and directly I found myself again seated in the car beside Aunt Helena, retracing the distance betwixt the city and our poor cottage. "Will my grandfather be very angry with you, aunt?" I queried, anxiously; "will he make you suffer for trying to help us?" "No, dear, no?don't think of me," answered Aunt Helena, shading her eyes with her gloved hand that I might not see her tears. Darkness was gathering by the time wp reached the cottage?the forlorn, blustering darkness of an autumn eve. For once the gate was unlocked, and we went up the walk under the fading trees?a crushed and hopeless pair. My mother, too anxious to remain in-doors, was waiting in the porch? her pale face and sunny hair glimmered through the dusk. I broke from Aunt Helena and flew to meet her. "He would not look at me, mamma," I cried; "he would not speak to me. He is a hard, cruel man." While with one hand she drew me to her breast, with the other she snatched at the wood-work of the porch for support. "Oh, Aunt Helena," she cried, "your plan has failed!" "Yes," answered poor Aunt Helena, "I am but a sorry schemer, Constance. I managed the affair very badly. Your cause is lost?you are disinherited, and Hazel with you!" CHAPTER IV. Hazel Speaks. "Some time, mamma, I will go again," I sobbed; "to please you, I will go again to my grandfather." "No," she answered, firmly, "you shall go no more to that house. We must be content to remain what he has made us Hazel?outcasts!" "Take courage, ma'am," said Patty; "he may yet change." "Never!" replied my mother. "If, after twelve years, his anger against me burns as fiercely as ever, how can I hope that he will forgive?' "What hardness of heart!" groaned Patty. "What stiffness of neck! It is a mortal sin for a man to be so set ae'in his own, and judgment is sure to follow It." On the day succeeding my unlucky visit to town, our little household at Lake Cottage received another fright. It was the hour after lessons, and I had romped about the old garden till I was tired of its silence and solitude. ! I longed for companions?for warm, human contact. As a last resort. I I turned my face toward the iron en[ trance-gate, through which I was wont | to catch an occasional glimpse of the | outer world. As I drew near it, I espied a woman standing on the farther side, with her long, peaked face framed in the rusty bars, looking through into the garden. She stood exactly as Patty had seen her a few days before. Her attitude, her dress were the same. Her veil was drawn aside, and under it I could see a projecting chin and eyes of a queer topaz tint. She was gazing breathlessly toward our cottage. "You are the person who threw the paper to frighten mamma!" I cried, with unmistakable hostility. "Go away!" She withdrew her gaze from the small house, and fastened it upon me. "Are you Constance Ferrers's daughter?" she asked, in a peculiarly soft, refined voice. "Yes," I answered. "Go away, I tell you, or I will call Patty." My threat did not move her. She beckoned me with one gray-gloved hand. "Come nearer!" she coaxed. In a sort of helpless fascination, I obeyed. Through the gate her breath smote my cheek, hot as flame. "Tell your mamma," she whispered, k/tAMaa],t noronn aha Hrwidfl livaioci/i kAICbb UIC pviovtt w?.v - most is on her track?tell her to fly!? it's my last word to her!" Then she turned and disappeared behind the brick wall. I ran to the cottage. In a moment my story was told. "It's Just as we feared, ma'am," groaned Patty; "we must leave this I place tomorrow." My mother, pale but composed, answered: "Yes, we will find another home at V11WC. Immediately the two began to prepare for flight. From a few words dropped by Patty, I learned that Aunt Ferrers had already secured a shelter for us in some distant, unknown place. That night, when our faithful servant was making me ready for bed, I said to her: "Patty, I want to tell you about my grandfather's eyebrows; they stuck out above his eyes, like a hearth-brush. He is a frightful old man?exactly like an ogre in a fairy tale. Don't you think it very sad to be a real heiress, and have all one's money given over to a yellow faced boy like Mr. Francis Heron?" "Lor*, Miss Hazel, your aunt declares that Mr. Heron tried to take your part," answered Patty. "So he did; but I thought him detestable Just the same. Patty, was my father a bad man?" "Goodness gracious! There you go again! Didn't I tell you never to speak of that party to anybody, Miss Hazel?" "You told me mamma would drop dead if I mentioned him in her presence; you don't mind such a trifle, do you, Patty? I heard my grandfather say that mamma's marriage was shameful. Yes, my father must have Wn n verv had man." Patty shut her lips and remained silent. "Patty. I want to know who the gray woman is that hangs about our gate." "I shan't tett you," answered Patty, resolutely. "She's no good, you may be sure. We'll give her the slip tomorrow, dearie, and put you and your mamma in a safe place; so go to sleep now, and have no fear." All that night I was tormented with ugly dreams. At early dawn I awoke. The sky was dark and mutinous?a dolorous wind moved in the garden-trees. I dressed, and crept downstairs. My mother and Patty had been up all night, making ready for an early flitting. Signs of the same met me at every step. Rooms gaped dismantled; hnvpa nnoked and straDDed, choked the passage. The door of our little parlor stood ajar. I looked In, and saw my mother sitting at a table, writing by the last gleam of a failing lamp. There were hollows under her soft dark eyes. She looked pale and exhausted. This room, like the rest of the house, was in a state of disorder. In the grate a few embers blinked through gray ashes. As I entered, my mother looked up with a start, and laid down her pen. "What! awake so early, Hazel?" she said. "I fear we have disturbed your sleep, dear." "Where is Patty?" I asked. "Gone to the village, to find the man who will take our goods away. We may expect her back in a few moments." And my mother looked wearily up at the clock. "Are you writing letters at this hour, mamma?" "Only one," she answered, with a wan smile, "to you, dear." "To me?" I echoed, amazed. "May T rpftd it?" "Not now," she replied, putting her hand over the page. "Not for years to come, maybe. On this last night at Lake Cottage, something urged me to put certain things on paper, for your future benefit, Hazel. The story Is not wholly written, but I can finish It at another time." She arose from the table, and moving toward the window, pulled up the curtain. The garden stretched empty and desolate under the dismal dawn. The hush of a new birth was upon all things. Night had departed, and day ; was not yet come. I slipped my hand into my mother's, as she stood, with her pale, beautiful face pressed to the pane, looking out on the gloomy dawn. "Shall we ever come back to this place, mamma?" I asked. "No?oh, no." "I hope the gray woman will not follow us to another home." "She will not. We shall be off before the world is astir?before prying eyes have discovered our movements. There! 1 hear some one at the door. Patty has returned. Now we will gather up our few possessions and depart." We had seen nobody in the garden walk, but I did not think of that. The side door, by which Patty always entered, opened very softly. We heard a slight groping movement in the passage. "Come in, Patty!" my mother called, cheerfully. Even as she spoke, the door swung back, and somebody appeared on the threshold of our little parlor and stood there, looking in upon us. Not Patty, but a man?a stranger, of medium height, dressed like a gentleman, and wearing a soft felt hat pulled down over his pale, beardless face. There was nothing uncommon in his appearance, save a big red spot on the lower jaw?whether scar or birth-mark, I know not?but I remember now that ugly patch of crimson caught and held my gaze, as he turned his face on us from the shadow of the door. My mother stood as though changing to $tone. All night she had been making' ready for flight?for future safety, and lo! with the first gleam of day, her enemy confronted her on her own threshold! Somewhere along the village road Patty was hurrying back to her mistress. Did not my mother know with deadly certainty that her faithful servant would arrive too late? Her fate had fouhd her In the hour 'twtxt light and daricness. She faced It, defenseless, alone, save for my feeble presence. The man with the scar on his jaw made a ptep into our little room. My mother bttered no cry, but a great loathingj and horror flashed Into her eyes. Iq a strong, clear voice that had neither fear nor appeal in it?only bitter denunciation?she called: "George Langstroth!" Never while life remained would I forget that name. Like hot iron on the flesh, my mother's voice branded it indelibly on my memory. He took another step nearer. "At laftt, I have found you!" he said; then deliberately drew something from the bres?t of his coat. There was a sudden, blinding flash, a puff of smoke, and the iiext moment I stood alone in that awful room, rending the air with my shrieks, and at my feet lay my beautiful mother, fallen voiceless and motionless, with a bullet in her heart! To be Continued 8HOOTING SOME. When Lincoln With Carbine Hit Bull's Eye Repeatedly. A gentleman in this city, says an old issue of the Indianapolis Sentinel, has In his possession a curious relic of the late President Lincoln. In August, 1863, Mr. S. was a clerk in the navy department at Washington. The accumulation of business at that time frequently compelled him to work after office hours. About 6 o'clock on the evening of the 31st the clerks having all left the department, and the watchman not yet on duty, Mr. S. sat at his desk alone, as he thought, in the building. Suddenly he heard some one walking up and down the hall with long strides, muttering to himself. "I do wonder If they have gone off and left the building all alone," he heard the voice say as he came to the door. Looking down the hall, he saw President Lincoln, who presently turned, and seeing Mr. S. approaching said: "Good evening, sir. I was just looking for that man who goes shooting with me sometimes," said Mr. Lincoln. Mr. S. happened to know that President ( T ittmin nro a fnnA nf flrMrms. and was In the habit of testing every new gun invented, which at that time was a pretty frequent occurrence. The messenger of the ordnance bureau generally went with Mr. Lincoln on his trial trips, so Mr. S. told him he would see if the msn was still in the building. Finding that he was not, Mr. S. offered his services. "All right," said Mr. Lincoln, "get your coat on and come on." He followed Mr. S. into the rooth and stood at his desk, drumming on it with his Angers and keeping up a running fire of talk about the amount of work they all had to do, how hot , the weather was, etc. Mr. S. being ready, they started. "But hold on," said Mr. Lincoln, "we must have some- , thing to 3hoot at." So Mr. S. went back to his desk and got half a sheet of congress letter paper; this he folded twice, making the target four thicknesses of paper. At the door of the navy department they met a man from the White House with a box of ammunition and a Spencer carbine, which gun had been recenty invented, and the qualities of which Mr. Lincoln was going to test, e tnnu tho cnn nnd Mr. Lincoln the cartridge box, and then Mr. S. took three steps and Mr Lincoln took one, and with a trot and a stride the two made their way across the lot south of the White House. Arriving at a safe distance, Mr. S. placed the target against a guy post standing in the ground, and the president, having loaded the carbine, paced oft the distance, about 80 to 100 feet, raised the rifle to a level, took a quick aim and fired the round of seven shots (the Spencer carbine is a seven-barreled revolver) in quick succession, the bullets clipping all around the target like a Gatling gun, and one striking near the centre. "I believe I can make this gun shoot better," said Mr. Lincoln, after they had looked at the result of the fire. With this he took from his vest pocket a small wooden sight which he had whittled from a pine stick, and adjusted it over the sight of the carbine. He then shot two rounds, and of the fourteen bullets nearly a dozen hit the paper. Mr. Lincoln then wanted Mr. S. to shoot, but as that gentleman wasn't proud of his marksmanship he declined, and the two walked across the lot to the White House, Mr. Lincoln with i the cartridge box and carbine on his shoulder, chatting like a boy home | from hunting, and Mr. S. with the target in his pocket, getting in a word edgeways when he could. At the White House door they part- i ed, and with a cheery "good night," i from Mr. Lincoln, in the whirlglg of time yesterday brought the target be- ( avflo nf a Qont I rip] rpnortftr. It i is now a faded piece of paper about four Inches square. Near the centre i is a blackened hole, through which Mr. S. said the president, having got good 1 range, sent five or six bullets in sue- i cession. A little to the right of this i is another spot pierced by two bullets, i and Just below a third perforation, i These within a radius of about two i inches. At the left lower corner a ( piece of the paper is chipped out, and another at the right centre, while the post all around the paper, Mr. S. said, looked as if it had the smallpox. i tsr Sir Robert Hart, the veteran in- 1 spector general of the Chinese customs, speaking at a dinner in London 1 recently, said that once, in Pekin, he 1 sat out a banquet that lasted for seventeen consecutive hours. There were 125 courses, and he tasted them ' all. Mr. Ward, the American envoy to China, who tried to secure an Interview with the Emperor HlengFung In 1859, tells how he was entertained at a dinner that lasted from noon one day until 6 o'clock In the evening of the day following. The total number of courses is not given, but Ward mentions that he had to give In after partaking of 138 different dishes, "whereupon his hosts wondered greatly." I | Home Course I | Mod By C. V. C | X!I.?THE SELECTION AND Agricultural Division, 1 ' Copyright, 1908, by Am The methods of farming followed today are made possible only by the use of modern labor saving machinery. The farm hand of today needs brains more than muscles. The ability to handle a complicated machine successfully is more valuable than the power to do a hard day's manual labor. With the coming of Improved machinery the problem of what to buy and what to get along without has become a serious one. The farmer has more money tied up in machinery than in any one thing besides his land. Having too much machinery is nearly as Daa as naving iuo nine. wuai m needed is a wise selection. It is always well to do a little figuring before buying a new machine. Dividing the cost of the implement by the number of years it may be reasonably expected to last will give the amount that must be charged to depreciation each year. Add to this an TIG. XXIII?A HANDY TYPE OF GASOLINE ENGINE. allowance for repairs, storage and each year's share of the interest, and you will have the yearly cost of the machine. A little further figuring will show whether the benefit received from it in a year will warrant this cost. tA Machinery may be roughly divided into Ave olaSses?tillage, planting, haying, harvesting and miscellaneous. Of ine many linage uuiiiciuciiio uiem some th^t are absolutely necessary on any f&rdL, Among these are the plows. For the farmer on a quarter section a sixteen inch riding plow will be all that is needed for the field work. In addition It may be well to have a cheap walking plow for plowing the garden, turning out potatoes and for use in case of an emergency. A gang plow requires too many horses to be practicable on the average 160 acre farm. On larger farms, where plenty of horses are available, a gang plow will save the time of an extra man. It is a good plan to have the plow supplied with two or three moldboards of different slants. A steep moldboard pulverizes the soil more and for this reason is a good thing to use on stubble land. On clover sod, however, a longer moldboard should be used in order to lessen the draft. One of the most important tillage Implements is the disk. No other machine will pulverize the soil so quickly or thoroughly. The use of a tongue truck?a small two wheeled arrange ment?under the rear end of th-j tongue is of considerable advantage in taking the weight off the horses' neck3. Solid wheel disks pulverize the ground more thoroughly than spaders or cutaways. A good harrow is a necessity on any farm. The flexible type is best for all conditions, as it gets down into the hollows and rides over trash better than will a sjlid frame harrow. Spring tooth harrows, rollers and weedersall have their special uses, but can hardly be said to be necessary on the average quarter section. ixext In order come the cultivators, and there are so many styles of these that choosing is a difficult matter. The most important part of the cultivator Is the shovels. A happy medium is struck in the six shovel type. The shovels on this can be run deep enough to loosen the soil well the first two times over the field and can later be set shallow enough to avoid serious injury to the spreading roots. If you are In the corn business extensively enough to airora two sets oi cuiuvaiurs u m well to have special surface machines for the last two cultivations. Some companies make surface blades which can be attached In place of the shovels when so desired. In the hands of a careful man the two row cultivator does good and rapid work. First in the line of planting machines come the seeders. While costing a little more at first, there is no better implement for sowing small grain than the disk drill. The disks cut through cornstalks and other trash, and the seed Is deposited evenly and at a uniform depth. The resulting evenness of stand will cause an Increased crop sufficient to pay the entire cost of the drill In a year or two. in selecting a corn planter me runner type of furrow opener Is preferable to the disk, since the latter Is hard to guide. The essential point In planters, however, is the drop. If you are in the habit of grading your seed corn carefully so that the kernels are all about the same size, the edge drop plates .will give a more even stand than will the round hole drop. Planters In which the plates are turned by a chain from the axle and the wire used only to open the shoe are surer to drop every time than those in which all the work is done by the wire. There are two haying Implements that are absolutely essential, the mower and the rake. Be sure to pick a wide cut mower. Six feet is a good width. The extra draft amounts to little, and considerable time will be saved in going over the field. 11 I era Agriculture. j JREGORY, ) CARE OF FARM MACHINERY | , Iowa State College. 1 may profitably be run through a shredder before feeding. This will husk the corn and leave the stalks In the best shape to be fed or used for bedding One of the most important of the miscellaneous Implements is the windmill. No farmer can afford to pump water for his stock by hand when the wind will do it for nothing after the mill has once been put up. In erecting a windmill be sure that it is put on a high enough tower so that surrounding trees or buildings will not cut off the wind. A mill which is geared back so that the wheel makes three revolutions or so to one stroke the pump FIO. XXIV?LOADING THE MANtJBR 8PBBAEBR DIBBCT FBOM THB BARN WITH A LITTKH CUBBTER. will run in a lighter wind than will the straight geared type. A three legged tower is Just as strong as a four and considerably cheaper. A machine that is almost indispensable on a stock farm is the gasoline engine. The original cost of these engines is reasonable, and the amount required for fuel and repairs is small. With a gasoline engine to furnish the power to run a shelter and grinder feed can be cheaply and easily prepared for the stock. The engine will also saw wood, if you are fortunate enough to have any to say, run the silage cutter, grindstone, separator, churn and washing machine. It may also replace the windmill as a source of power for pumping. In selecting a gasoline engine be sure to get one large enough to do the required work easily, remembering at the same time that where much light work is to be done a small engine will do it with much less gasoline than will be used by a large one. This objection to a large engine can be overcome to a large extent by so arranging the work that several light machines may be run at the same time. The most reliable type of engine is the four cycle, in which there are two revolutions of the flywheel to one explosion. The water system of cooling is the most efficient, though air cooled engines are all right for light work. Another necessary machine of the stock farm is the manure spreader. Not only does this save a great deal of work, but it also applies the manure more evenly and will cover a greater amount of ground with a given quantity of manure. There should be little wood in a manure spreader, since it rots out quickly. To be Continued A WARSHIP'S RAM. The Huge Steel Beak la Capable of Inflicting Terrible Injury. A modern ram is nothing more than a huge steel beak, or sput, which is fitted to the prow of the battleship for the purpose of destroying an enemy's ship in time of war by the force of collision. Indeed, should a vessel succeed in driving her ram against another warship the blow, if delivered at full speed, would be sufficient to crush in the ship's side and sink her immediately. A battleship's ram weighs about forty tons and is cast all In one piece. It is of solid steel and capable of striking a tremenaous diow. oneu proof a man-of-war may be made, but the swill of the naval architect is unequal to the task of designing a ship that can resist the ram. Great care must be exercised in fixing such a heavy piece of steel. The method generally adopted is as follows: The ram is suspended from a strong derrick, the bottom end of which is attached to the extreme end of the vessel's keel plates. The gap between the ram and the uncompleted part, or hull, is walled tight compartments. The weapon is so fixed that it strikes Just below the armored belt, where resistance is weakest, while it is so shaped that the ramming vessel can by reversing her engines easily disentangle herself from the ship shel has struck.?Philadelphia Record. erlcan Press Association. Where much hay is made the old way of raking in bunches and pitching it on to the wagon by hand is too slow and laborious. A much better plan is to rake the hay into windrows with a side delivery rake and gather it up with a hay loader. Where the hay is put in the barn a set of double harpoon forks will make short work of tne unloading. If it is to be stacked some form of stacker will save a great deal of hard work. The most important harvesting machine lb the self binder. The binder is the most complicated machine on the farm and the one most likely to get i out of order. In buying a binder simplicity of construction, ease of adjustment and handiness of oiling are important points to look after. A tongue truck is an attachment that should go mltti ovopv hinder This Is the onlv means of eliminating side draft that has yet been discovered. A tongue truck is rather expensive, but so are sore shoulders and necks on the horses at harvest time. Where much stock is kept the corn binder is a necessary Implement By cutting a large share of the corn and using it as fodder or silage much feed is saved that would otherwise be wasted. About 40 per cent of the entire feeding value of the corn plant is in the stalk. When these are left standing in the held the greater part of this feed is wasted. The shocked fodder pteaUantau# Reading. THE NEW TARIFF BILL. Contemplates An Inereaae In the Revenue* of Fifty Million Dollar*. The long awaited tariff bill was presented In the house of representatives last Wednesday by Representative Sereno E. Payne of New York, chairman of the ways and means committee. An Increase of $40,000,000 to $60,000,000 In the annual revenue of the country will, It Is estimated, result from the changes proposed, making a total of about $300,000,000. The bill contemplates downward revision with maximum and minimum provisions which impose- an average maximum duty of 20 per cent in excess of the present tariff. The recommendations made by President Taft? that Inheritance tax be provided ano that a limited amount of tobacco and sugar be admitted free from the Philippines?are included in the bill. The measure also provides for the issuance of Panama canal bonds to the amount of $40,000,000 to reimburse the treas ury for the original purchase of the canal and re-enacts the provision for the issue of treasury certificates, the amount being Increased from $100,000,000 to $260,000,000. The bill was referred to committee. Some of the salient features of the bill follow: An additional duty of one cent per yard is placed on mercerised cotton fabrics, with a small additional duty on lappets and an increased duty on stockings fashioned and shaped wholly or in part on knitting machines. Coffee is on the free list; tea is taxed 8 cents per pound, and 9 cents when brought in from other than the producing country. Iron ore is on the free list, a re auction from the present rate or 40 cents a ton. The duties on manufactures of Iron and steel are materially reduced. The plate and steel rails are reduced. Hides are on the free list and duties on manufactured leather reduced; and shoes reduced 40 per cent Lumber knd timber duties are cut in half. An inheritance tax is provided, estimated to bring in $20,000,000. There Is to be reciprocal free trade with the Philippines, with a limitation on the amount of sugar and tobacco annually to be Imported. Reciprocity with Cuba continues. The internal revenue tax on cigarettes is increased from $3 to $3.(0 and from $1 to $L50 per thousand. Beer and whisky are not touched. Sugar is reduced five one-hundredths of a cent per pound. i ne cneaper graaes or wooi are reduced. Tallow, cotton seed oil and work* of art more than twenty years old, are placed on the free Hat The tariff on boota and shoes la reduced 40 per cent and other leather manufactures in proportion. The pottery schedule remains about the same, but the duties on window and plate glass of the smaller sixes are increased, while the duties on the larger sixeare reduced. The tariff on wool of the first and second class, used principally In clothing is not disturbed, but on wool of the third class, known aa carpet wool, it Is reduced on the cheaper grades. The recommendation for placing wood pulp on the free list and reducing the duties on print paper, with certain restrictions, made by the Mann committee of the house, are Incorporated in the bill. The duty on refined sugar Is reduced five one-hundredths of a cent per pound and on dextrin, one-half cent a pound. A reduction of one cent a pound is also made in the duty on starch, with the exception of potato starch. Zinc ore is assessed one cent nor nnun/1 for the zlrtn contained The tariff on pig iron la reduced from $4 to $2.50 per ton. The principal Increaaea are made In the duties on lemons, cocoa and substitutes - for coffee, coal tar, dyes, gloves, and coated papers and lithographic prints. The new tariff bill la made on a maximum and minimum basis, with the provision that the maximum rates are not to go Into effect until 60 days after the passage of the bill. Reciprocity provisions are contained* in the paragraphs assessing duties on bituminous coal and coke, and agricultural implements, by which these articles are given entry free of duty when Imported from countries which permit the free importation of these articles from America. The inheritance tax provision of the bill is similar to the New York state law. It provides a tax of five per cent on all inheritances over $500 that are collateral Inheritances or in which strangers are the legatees. In cases of direct inheritance the taxes prescribed are: On $10,000 to $100,000, one per cent; on $100,000 to $500,000, two per cent, and on those over $500,000, three per cent. It is estimated that $20,000,000 annually will be derived from this tax. rne maximum ana minimum pruvlsion of the bill doee away with the necessity of continuing the foreign trade agreements. The abrogation of these is provided for in a section which authorizes the president to issue notices of the termination of these agreements within ten days after the bill goes Into effect. The French agreement would, therefore, terminate immediately, while the German agreement would remain in force for six months. The time that must intervene before the operation of the other reciprocity treaty agreements would become effective, ranges from three months to one year. Drawback privileges are extended by the bill and the method of valuation on articles upon which the tariff imposes an ad valorem duty Is broadened for the purpose of preventing the practice of under-valuation. Mr. Payne, in introducing the bill, gave out a statement in part as follows: One problem that confronted the committee was the question of revenue. The business of all commercial nations has been depressed for nearly two years, and this has affected our commerce and greatly reduced our revenues, so that we have a large deficit, but the revenues under the present law are improving from month to mnnth aa hnalnMa cnnrtltlnns are he. coming: better. "With a return to anything like normal conditions during the next fiscal year, It Is safe to predict that the deficit would be entirely wiped out; but in case it is not, the bill provides for the issue of Panama canal bonds to reimburse the treasury for the $40,000,000 paid out in the original purchase of the canal. This would more than make up any probable deficiency. There is also re-enacted the provision for the issue*of certificates to run one year to replenish the treasury, raising the amount from $100,000.000 to $250,000,000, an amount sufficient to provide at any time against two or three years of depressed busness conditions.