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Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14
EARN EAGOIS.


The Middle States papers have started
up their hsying literature. Now look
out for the annual articles on ''How to
make clover hay" They come as regu-
lsrly as spring poetry.
IL costs the New England farmer more
to grow q crop of corn than IL does in
the Mississippi valley. But this is made
up by its greater value here. Our mar
ket is on the farm where II is grown,
and where no freight rates or trucking
are TO be added to the cost OF production.
Have YOU planted q piece Of sweet
corn to be fed directly from the field! 1t
IL not vet too late to do II. IL not all
wanted before danger from frost, 1t can
be then cut and fed In partially dry
form from the shock with just as good
results.
"There Is no better property on the
farm Just now than yardful Of good
breeding cattle, and the outlook seems
bright for that class of stock for num-
Der Of years to come" says the Chicago
Breeders Gazette. All Of which the
Maine Farmer believes Ii true In Maine.
Percy Irish, young farmer Of Buck
field. who reads the Maine Farmer, two
wears ago thought he could see some
money 10 sheep, and invested In small
flock. A short time ago he sold two
pairs Of twin lambs, dropped last winter
from two Of those sheep, Tor 90. Good
enough.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14

Doghouss is the name applied 70 q
house made for dog to live in out OF
doors; dog kennel to house or box
built for q dogs quarters indoors. The
doghouse is likely to be for big dog;
the kennel. in private houses, for lit.
tie dog. There are few Lighthouses used
in the city. and in proportion to the
number of pet dogs not great many
kennels, but still the number Of kennels
in the aggregate is considerable.
Doghouses are made with sloping
roof to shed rain. No such necessity OK.
lists in the case Of the kennel. and ken
nels are always made with fat top.
Things may be placed on top Of them.
The kennel is practically an oblong boz
made of yellow or white pine or Of
whitew God, and customarily painted
white lad without ornamentation. The
kennel has grated opening in the tor
for purposes Of ventilation, with cover
to put over to prevent draft. Former
ly the doors of such kennels were made
Of wire cloth; now they are all made
with bars Of . very small sized gas pip
ing.
The kennel Of this kind is 90 made
that it is raised at the corners enough
to make the bottom clear the floor, and
it is often mounted ON casters, 20 that
it can be conveniently moved about
from room to room. Such kennels are
made BY carpenters. and they cost Is to
go each, according to the size.-New
York Sun.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14
NECK OR NOTHING.
B, JEANETTE 4. wALwoRTH.
tCopyriyht. 1897. by the Author.l
IcoNTlNUEp.l

All this in that slow. deliberate fash.
ion Of his. which gave Liza opportunity
to scan his face furtively by the flicker.
ing flames Across his forehead n shin.
ing red welt ran from temple to brow.
"And you?"
He caught her upward glance and
laughed. The same sweet. lazy laugh, q
triie ironical. that he had bestowed
upon the tame happenings Of the old
peaceful plantation days
"A mere scratch, assure you. Heal
ed long ago. My credentials for the next
generation call it my beauty spot !"
Then back to Adrien.
II had hoped you would come. l
could rely upon You for not getting hys-
terical over this bad business. wanted
to tell you all about him, and-I want
ed to see you. wanted to ask you for
some word Of comfort to take back TO
camp with me. Liza. II is dismal work,
my dear, fighting ON the losing side
with never word or glimpse OF the
dear ones we've left behind us The
bluecoats have the best Of us there. They
are not cut of from their all. II they
have wounded comrade 10 take home
or done up chap like poor old Strong
there. they don't have to slink through
the fields and the byways like runaway
slaves But did not come back here to
whimper over bad job. For it Is had
job. an internally bad one To end
when-God only knows"
ITO end how, rather
''In defeat Sure! Bitter Inevitable"
Adrien. finding himself unnoticed,
had resumed his former position and
his singing The sound Of girls sobs
mingled with the plaiutivo melody
Randall gently drew her hands into his
clasp once more.
Dear little girl, don't. This is more
nerve trying than the whistling Of bull
let's I've risked good deal. Liza, for
the sake Of these few moments. | could
not go TO you nc the house yonder. for
as we We're plodding along the river
bank yesterday, hidden by the willows,
three transports loaded with troops
passed us Doubtless Sessumsport Is al
ready occupied. and the bluccoNts will
be swarming tomorrow over sans Souci
It would have gone hard with both
households il il had been known you
had sheltered rebel tonight. 10 ! sent
Abe with that mysterious note, as
vaguely wor,led as possible, to fetch
you l could not tell how many traitors
were about You.
None ut all. Liza said. composing
herself with n gasp Uncle Dolbear
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14
WEEDS.


Now for the weeds. The best time to
kill weeds IL before there are any In
sight. A noted onion grower WAS asked
II he did not disturb the young onions 10
pulling up the large weeds. His reply
was that he did not pull any large weeds
he DESTROYED some little ones. This is
the secret Of all clean culture-to de-
stroy the weeds by stirring the soil
often, and each time just before the
weeds make their appearance above the
surface. The stirring Of the soil At that
time Is sufficient TO kill all starting
weeds.
This hoeing In advance Of the weeds l.
not only the cheapest method Of clean
culture, but IL better promotes the grow
ing plants. A rank stand Of weeds al
chokes the growth Of the plsnts that
they can never fully recover from IL.
The proper and only right course Is clean
culture from first 10 last.
The different notifications Of the
broadcast weeders are all good for this
early-snd-often work Of wedding.
While, however, under certain coudi
tons their work will be all sufficient for
clean culture, vet under other conditions
they will not accomplish all that Is
wanted. IL will never do To neglect TO
supplement the weeder with the culti-
vstor or the hand hoe. when these tools
are needed, and will better do the work
In hand. From the point Of economy OF
cost we would like 20 do all our hoeing
In this BROADCAST way. But In our ex-
perience we have not yet been able To
hang the hoe entirely away without
further use. So long "a there are weeds
left the mistake should not be made OF
neglecting TO use any implement for
their destruction that may be need
ed Clean culture must be the rule, by
broadcast methods II practicable, but
clean work anyway.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14

IhCy doHt httd me.
and Seth are all the men we have left
Father and the boys are out nj Lake
lock. and the governor gone to find
Adrien.
"Adrien Strongl Present.
Liza shrank closer Ia Randal's side as
the words rang sharply upon the still
air.
Poor old chap You called his name
He thought il was roll call Give him
his coffee. AbraM.
The boy knelt beside the crouching
form. holding tin cup of the hot black
fluid close 10 the unshayen lips.
"Capt'n, Mars Adc. yere your coffee
Abe done het IL Is hot as blazes
And 80, my brave little woman, /
transfer that poor wreck into your keep
ing. He will go without any trouble
He is rs docile Us u little child Abram
and ! have still tn find our way across
the lake under shelter Of the darkness
long for a glimpse Of the old folks mt
home Before daybreak we must begin
the return tramp But-Liza!
Yes She lifted her wet lids to
look ut him
Perhaps | was right, dear. in going
away without binding you TO any form.
al promise. but | need the comfort OF
some assurance from you 10 take back
to camp with me think you have
known for long time, dear. that
loved you. How is 1t with you. little
Liza?"
Mamie Colyer standing an entranced
eavesdroprer. hidden from them by a
spreading cape Jessamine bush, shook
her fist in impotent rage at Abe, who
was breaking up camp with an incon
siderate amount Of clatter The letter
Of Liza reply was lost TO her. but the
spirit Of it was made manifest by Ran
dal. Lifting the little LETT hand 10 his
lips, he pressed fervent kiss upon it.
"1hus. for lack Of golden circlet, do
| seal my troth and thine.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14

Liza. i,iIiuiy nun uus sne giUoiii
my poor little Mamie Forguttsn
all this time
II was thinking. said Mamie. com.
ing forward tumultuously, "that may
be you would like to hire al engage
ment ring. Something or other, you
know, To make things seem natural and
correct. tried not to listen nor to un-
derstand. but ] couldn't help it. you
see. II was all so dreadfully romantic
and heart brtaking-being courted in
graveyard by campfire and all, you
know"
she stood between them, holding mp
plain gold band "This was man,
has. Il isn't much to look mt. but il
will make things seem less dreamlike
when one Of You has gone back TO camp
and the other to the loom. Will you
take il, with M benediction Oh IT."
Randnl's perplexed eyes left answer
to Liza.
"This is lIamie Colyer, my best and
bravest girl friend. Think we will take
her ring, as the unconventional seal to
an unconventional proceeding.
Unconventional should say. And
heaven grant graveyard wooings never
may become conventional, " said Ma
mie, relieving herself by this flippancy.
A startled cry from Abram caused
them to turn quickly toward the latter
ed figure prone upon the army blankets
"Adrien. old fellow, you're not go
ing 10 give me the slip after I've gotten
you this near home? Home, mother,
wife, child. think Of them, dear boy,
and 1t will give You strength. They re-
near by, Adrien-just little while
and you will be at home.
But the dying mans eyes were not
fixed upon the sorrowing ones Of hi,
comradc. He was stretching his hands
fcebly toward Mamie Colyer.
Randall rose from his knees and drew
back He wants you, not me. "
Trembling. wondering, but resolute,
Mamie knelt down by the poor shatter-
I'd wreck. He drew her closer with one
fevered hand.
Tell Strong-tell Strong-1ve tried
To make it Observation-Disclosures
college mess I've confessed it to the
governor. He'll be his friend. con-
fess it TO you-because you-loved him.
I'll confess il above-soon. Then in "a
stronger voice: "Ran-thank you, old
boy Yes-but little while l will b.
ut home.
He was at home.
Who was To tell them?
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14

A story Of Lincoln told me BY the
man to whom 1t happened (inoe dead)
is as follows:
At the breaking out Of the civil war
Captain Tompkins Of the battery OF ar
tillery. state Of Rhode Island militia.
stationed at Providence enlisted with
his entire command and left Ut once Tor
Washington. Soon after his arrival his
battery, together with other troops, was
reviewed by the president In front Of
the White House, and Captain Tomp.
kins, proud Of his battery, brought II
past the president In the very best shape
he was capable Of doing and 1t onoe re-
turned to be presented to the presidenk
% was done with al the other ofacers.
When the captain was presented. Lin
coin said loud enough for al near BY 70
hear. Captain. your battery 10 certain
ly . very pretty battery-in fact. the
prettiest battery have ever ssen. I" and
then in 70 low a tone that no one but
the captain heard him. "but ] must
~, captain. have Dssn w Ssv bae.
teeieA New yak TtneA a
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NUMBER "a.
you Y i'll finG faithful, loyal old Laye.
tryirg To ext tract acceptable coffee out Of

you Y i'll finG faithful, loyal old Lave.
trying 20 extract acceptable coffee out Of
unacceptable okra pods. II YOU
"Gheewillikins, how she does clip itl
Hold up on fellow, can't you, yorng
woman? You wouldn't mind giving me
your name, would you, nOwy'
The sergeant had taken pad of pa
per from one pocket and was fumbling
in another for pencil. The silence
was ominous. Mamie Colyer's tears
were flowing freely. but with her arr,s
claspod about Liza's waist she stocd
ready to share any sentence that might
be PISSED upon her friend.
LILA. Liza, you will be- put in Jail
for contempt Of court. Isn't that what
they call it, or something. Please say
something polite TO him. Something
conciliatory, dear. for all our sakes.
But Liya's iscc was absolutely un.
comprcmic:@g Z he sergeant had found
what he was locking for at last. Your
name, ploale;"
The srgeant moistened the blunt.
black point Of his lead pencil with the
blunt. red point Of his tongue and held
it over the PAPER pad in readiness Lii
za's pretty ID was 6ung backward in
graceful defiance
my name is Martin. Eliza Jane
Martin.
Martin? Not the daughter Of Eben
Martin, now, | guessg"
"Yes.
"And you live here:'
"Yes.
"Phewp'
Then something incomprehensible
happened. The sergeant executed pro-
longed whistle, a surprised sort Of
whistle, and withdrew with his squad
behind a clump Of Grape myrtles 10 par
ley. The women on the gallery. mo-
tionless rs craven images, watched them
in breathless suspense.
If they take You prisoner, Liza, they
will have 10 take me, too, said Mamie
in throttled whisper
"Take her prisoner. I'd like TO see
the best man among 'em as much as lay
the weight of his little finger on her, "
said Becky in battle voice
She had found her office as guard II
the smukehouse u sinecure. Evidently
the "locusts Of Egypt" were not an
hungered. Things We're decidedly more
interesting i'll the front, tantalizing
glimpses Of which she could catch
through the vista Of the long hall, in
consequence of which the group on the
gallery had long since been increased
by her generous bulk. She turned wist-
fully upon Liza
Honey, maybe he might have told rs
something about your pa and the boys.
Would you mind my askin EN-, sOrter
polite, you know, when they step back?'
IL shouldn't mind IL in the least,
minnie. But see, they are not going
10 give you the chance. "
The men We're mounting their horses.
A short, sharp word Of command from
the sergeant and the great white wings
Of the front gate swung open to give
passage 10 the squad, which gallUpcd
away from Sans Souci III the same clat-
tering haste it had come.
Mrs Martin gazed after them with
puckered brows. We'll, | never. j.
that all:''
1.-The vandals' have come and gone,
minnie, said Liza, laughing hyster-
ically.
1.-The locusts Of Egypt have swarmed
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~ crdpt myrtle to OdrIcU
and unswarmed, Mrs Martin" said
Mamie. drawing a long breath audibly.
But Becky shook her head dolorously
You girls can laugh and thank the
good Lawd that you are here to laugh.
but We amt done with 'em yet. Well
hear from them rogues again before
long, you mark my words wisht TO
goodness I'd had my snses bout me
enough to have asked 'em who the ma
jor Of the Fifth Is. y
Mrs Strong sat wearily down on one
Of the gallery chairs, now that her
trailing robes were no longer in demand
over the ragged planks- She locked her
hands and laid them upon her lap. IL
was only by the rigid interlacing Of her
fingers that she could control the agita-
ton she was heartily ashamed Of
II am inclined to agree with your
mother, Eliza. This is merely preface.
How extremely low toned their remarks
were. imagine that To be the case with
the entire Federal army. There was
nothing polished about those men. /
am absurdly unstrung by their appear
ance. Mary. my dear, might / trouble
you for glass of water: How extreme
ly agitating it all was. How long, on.
God, how long,"
\ tear treAbled upon each trans.
ent lid.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14
FIRING ON THE MOB.
The Scene After the Death Dealing Wolfe
Had Done Its Work.

The Scene After the Death Dealing voiiey
Had Done Its Work.
The yelling mass below neared the
walls A whistle pierced the tumult.
From the windows jetted swift lines Of
flame. and shattering volley tore the
air.
A crash. and then stiffness on the
mob, an intense hush, swift paralysis;
a blue gray smoke cloud foated up the
walls and out over the jailyard. Men
gasped, then held their breath. From
their nests in the caves startled spar.
rows few above the crowd with fright
ened twitterings.
In the Jail corridor sounded the clink,
clink Of empty shells falling TO the floor
n nervous fingers fumbled at boxes or
showed fresh cartridges home with q
snap swapping Of breechblockS while
staring eyes were fixed upon the scene
outside.
From below came q new sound, the
noise Of agony. On the outskirts Of the
crowd men were running. The mob
surged back from the Jail walls In the
space left clear lay PROSTATE forms out
stretched or huddled in attitudes Of gro
tesque horror on the stone paved way.
One figure half arose, wavered back.
ward and then fell toward the retreat
ing mob with gasping cry. Men run
ming back from the crowd with appre.
hensive glances at the windows carried
OF the limp forms In the crowd men
bore up other men who reeled and stag
gered to and fro.
The corridor was very still. The
guard stood in silence. Here and there
one drew . long breath. with slow
heaving Of the chest and lifting Of the
shoulders. Turning their eyes with an
effort from the mob. they glanced at
each other rs though seeking confirma-
tion for their thoughts. to be assured
that all this thing had happened. that
the dark forms on the pavement below
had been grim reality. A slight, pale
faced private threw his rifle to the floor
and turned his face from the window,
with burst Of shuddering sobs. Others
swore apparently at nothing and busted
themselves with their weapons. No one
paid any heed to the private who wept
except that his next rank man stopped
and picked up his rife. The smell Of
burned powder hung in the air. H. II.
Bennett in Lippincott's
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and left the lovers alone. In his own
language he describes her thus: "She
Was Ia truth q beautiful supple-like
creature-perhaps rather below than
above middle size, but formed In such
admirable proportion that 1t seemed out
of place TO think Of size In reference 70
her at oil. Her neck Was exquisitely
moulded-her feet and arms, which were
both bare, had a statue-like symmetry
and marble-like whiteness. But Il was
on her expressive aud lovely countenance,
nov lighted up by the glow OF joyous
feeling, that nature seemed to have ex-
hau.ted her utmost skill. A soft, mod
est light dwelt 10 the blue eye, and 10
the entire contour aud general form oil
the features there was union OF the
straight and the rounded which 10 found
10 It's perfection only 10 the Grecian
face"
When Burns joined him again his COM
panlon told him that his Mary Campbell
was the 10, lest creature he had ever
seen, and judging by her expression her
mind must be as lovely as her person.
at Is. 1t is!" exclaimed Burns "Never
have passed an evening with my Mary
without returning to the world better.
gentler, and wiser man."
Five y.srs after, Miller again visited
him, when he was greeted with these
sad words: I'VE meet In the midst OF
desolation--we parted when all around
was fresh and bsautiful-my father was
then with me snd-and Mary Campbell
and now-she has left me-leit me !.
Mary is In her grave. We parted for ,
few days to be reunited we hoped for
ever. But WAS unworthy Of her-un-
worthy even then md now she IL Ia hei
gravel" Miller tried to comfort him.
telling him thu his life must not b.
spent In useless sorrow-"For am con.
vinced," says Miller, "that yours Is n'
vulgar destiny, though know not u
what IL tends" "Downwards :" exclaim-
ed Burns. at tends downwsrds. know
IL! | feel it. The anchor Of my affection.
ls gone-l drift shoreward on the rocks
II WIS 1t this time that he wrote that
pi,eous Lament,
Had . cave on some Wild distant shore
Where the winds howlto the waves dashing roar.
There would wecp my woes,
There seck my last reposc,
Till grief my eyes should close
Se'cr 10 wake more.
But pardon thus sgsin recurring to
him, OF whom we had once taken long
lesve-yet methinks we can never take
leave Of him while still wandering amid
scenes which the lustre Of his genius h.
polished With y glamour possessed by
no other land on this dry old earth.
MARTHA MAXIM.
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To BIZ CONTINUED
What .Goes- ON the Yukon.

In The Century there is an article on
"The River Trip to the Klondike, "
written by John Sidney Webb. Mr..
Webb says:
Alaska is country Of more square
miles than square meals. and the legend.
ary governor Of North Carolina would
have found little else but muddy Yukon
water. assaying 90 per cent solids to the
liquid ton, in which to quench bis cele.
brated thirst. "Do as you please" is the
motto. In civilization coats are worn
for various reasons, ION the Yukon"
because it blows up cold or rains Nap
kins, tablecloths, sheets and pillows do
not ''go" on the Yukon, or have not
heretofore. Even the Klondike million
aire packs his blankets and takes what
be can get.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14

4 farmer while threshing his grain the
other day remarked thst he did not see
whv farmers raised grain At all II they
were not going to thresh it. IL you stop
10 think il over there Is something 10
that idea. will some Of our readers who
practice il tell US hrst, why they grow
grain for fodder instead Of threshing II,
and second. why they grow IL In prefer
euce to any other fodder cropF
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14

The farmer who is feeding a scrub
COW and guessing that she pays, may oe
ssid 10 be gambling in stock. It's a
sort of board Of trade business. That Is.
she trades = very small lot Of poor MIX
for her board, and leaves the dealer
shor, on butter and long on endurance
Southwestern Stockmsn.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-06-14
COMPETITION IN Cattle.


The Scottish Farmer, an excellent ex-
change from the other side Of the water,
discusses the subject OF competition from
American cattle aud it is not able to see
how, with increasing population and de-
creasing numbers Of stock, we should be
flooding foreign markets With our live
stock. both beef and mutton, and attri-
butes II mainly TO improvement Ia breed
ing by which we transform Gamers into
better beef and increase the pounds OF
beef In proportion to the number OF cat
tie. wallace's Farmer, 10 commenting
upon this, says:
"rhere has been no Improvement In
ten years past In the quality Of the cat
tie In the corn and grass states. IL any
thing there has been deterioration.
There has been great improvement In the
cattle In the semi-xrid belt; that IL, in
the eastern portions Of the plains, and
also In some Of the mountain states, par
ticulsrly Idaho, Wyoming and Montana.
There Il, however, = limit to this i'm
provement in the environment, to which
also there Il a we'll defined limit. Cattle
can be bred up readily to the measure OF
their environment, natural or artificial,
but beyond that Improvement can not
possibly 60. The important fact, so far
AS cattle are concerned, which our
foreign contemporary overloOks is this
That during the last two years, owing to
the very low price Of corn and unusually
large number Of acres, cattle OF all ages
hsve been placed on feed, thus depicting
the range stock to an extent which Is
really alarming to the ranchmen them
selves. These cattle having been once
placed on feed must be marketed when
they are at to 90, and often before, and
for this reason there Is fully the usual
number Of fat cattle offered In the market
and the usual per cent OF them going
abroad. This will regulate itself In time.
IL Is difficult to see whence the places OF
these cattle are TO be filled after they
have gone to market. That this IL the
true solution Of the problem Is clear from
the fact that stock cattle, or stores as
The folks across the water call them, are
very much higher than fat
cattle, so much so, that instances are not
1t all infreQuent Of cattle having been
shipped TO market ss fat, being sent
back after q journey Of seven or eight
hundred miles and sold In the same
and sometimes to the man |
who fed them, as stock cattle"