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The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1904-07-26
THE MARKETS
The New York Markets.
Editors Progressive Farmer:

Editors Progressive Farmer:
There is a lower tendency to al
most all markets. The supply of
country produce at this season is al
Ways large, but this year everything
seems to be coming to New York and
probably every country grocer is
drawing his supplies of "fresh" eggs
and produce from our markets.
For naval stores there is an easier
feeling. and turpentine is not worth
more than 81 cents, though MANY
holders refuse to let go at this. Stock
on hand is sufficient to meet require
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ments, and an advance is not prob
ably in the near future. Rosin is
weaker with common to good strain
ed 1896 and from this up to SIS for
WV. Tar quiet at SIS for oil pack
ages ranging about so gallons. Pitch,
$2.5O@$2.6O.
Eggs to-day, 22nd, are worth 40
15@16c. for Southern stock. The
supply of all sorts is seemingly am
pie and market drags.
Butter shows little change from a
week ago, and the range is from
1712c. for fancy Western creamery
down to 13@15c. for inferior sorts
and renovated. Packing stock.
1O012c.
Cheese dull and dragging for both
large and small sizes and not over
Sc. can be named for the choicest full
cream n. Y. State.
North Carolina POTATOES per bar
rel, $1@$1.25 for prime and 75c.
Southern sweet potatoes per barrel.
$4@$5. Vans, white, per barrel, 81
@$5; red, per barrel, $3@$4.
Egg plant, Norfolk, per barrel,
Sl.I5Q9Z.
Southern onions-potato-per bar
rel, $1.75@$2.
Southern peppers, Norfolk, per
barrel, $2@$2.5O.
North Carolina tomatoes per car
rier, 25@5Oc.
Peaches range from 75c. to $1.25
per carrier.
Watermelons will fetch about 800
ton $3.50 per carload, and are selling
freely.
Huckleberries, North Carolina, per
quart, 4@7c.
Blackberries, 6@12c.
Southern bulk honey is moving or
a fairly satisfactory n at 500
55c. per gallon. R.. A. D.
New York City. July %, 1904.
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at 8 1-3 and 10 cents per pound, when
by using a modern box, of the proper
make, take anywhere from so to 100
pounds of fine section honey and get
from Is to 20 cents per section for it.
To tell you why your box hive
threw off SO many swarms is some
thing [ cannot explain, as this seems
to be one of the disagreeable and I'M
explainable characteristics of the
box hive, but why there was no honey
in the combs is quite apparent. The
reason is simply this: After the last
swarm issued there were not enough
bees left to nurse the brood, much
less store any honey. And right here
is where the web worm gets in it's
work. When a box is so depleted of
bees that there are not enough left
to cover the combs the moth flies in
and fills these unprotected cells with
eggs, that hatch the web worm, and
it is not long before you have a box
of worms instead of bees. In a mod
ern box, or one with movable frames,
this need not be the case, for if the
colony should weaken itself by
swarming and leave combs unprotect-
ed by bees, you can go to another
strong box, lift out a frame of brood
and bees and exchange it for an
empty comb in a weak box. Two or
three full combs may be taken from
other boxes that can spare them, and
in this way, in a very few minutes,
you can build the weak colony up to
the strength of your strongest, with
out materially damaging those that
full combs were taken from.
In regard to feeding, / will say
this: IF a swarm is so weak that it
cannot build itself up in summer,
when there is plenty of honey in the
field, it is not worth feeding. If you
wish to feed, however, a syrup made
of equal parts of water (warm) and
granulated sugar is the best feed for
bees. But to feed three or four weak
swarms, a sufficient quantity to build
them up to strong colonies, would
cost you much more than a good
modern hive, and if you persisted in
keeping it up it would not take them
long to eat you out of a house and
home.
I would advise you, however, to buy
a modern hive, with movable frames:
transfer your parent colony to this
box, then put it as near as possible
where your young swarms now stand
and dump them in front of it. You
will then have a powerful colony of
bees that will do you good work; in
fact, more real service than a dozen
weak swarms in box hives could pos
sibly do. Combined, they will dc
something; divided, nothing.
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Why he Gets No Honey from His Bees.
Editors Progressive Farmer:

Editors Progressive Farmer:
/ am trying to take a little interest
in bee raising and wish to ask for
some instruction from you or some
of the readers of your valuable pa
per.
1 bought onei hive last summer
and didn't take the honey from them
because l was moving them to a new
place. This summer they have turn
ed out three swarms of bees, and on
July 4th [ opened the gum for the
purpose of taking the honey and
found the gum full of comb from
the floor to the top, but scarcely any
honey at all, but at least another
large colony of young bees.
/ wish to know the cause of that:
also the material and means of feed
ing.
Any information you will be
pleased to give me will be thankfully
received and highly appreciated.
G. III.
Wayne Co., n. @.
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(Answer by W. L. Womble, Apiarian,
Raleigh, N. O.

In reply to above will say: As /
have received quite a number of in
q%uiries along this line recently, and
as manv of them remain unanswered.
owing to press of business in bee
yard, / will take advantage of this
opportunity to reply to one and all.
/ presume Mr.. III. keeps his bees
in the box hives. If this is the case.
then / can do nothing for you, broth
err. 1t would be just as reasonable
for you to ask Prof. Burkett how to
fatten a piney-woods ~rooter, or to
make a fine race horse of an old run
down plug, or how to get from four
to six gallons of milk a day from a
scrub heifer, or ask Prof. Sherman
how to obtain fine crops of fruit from
unsprayed, unpruned, uncultivated
trees. Yes, it would be just as rea-
sonable for you to ask these gentle
men these questions, and expect a
satisfactory answer as it would be to
ask me what is the trouble with your
bees, kept in a box hive, and why it
is you do not get any honey. If you
had read my letter, bearing on this
subject. in The Farmer a few weeks
back, you would have learned that
this ancient mode of keeping bees
does not meet the requirements of
modern times, and that wide-awake,
progressive bee-keepers and farmers,
who wish to make honey-and, conse-
quently, money-are buying modern
boxes, transferring their bees and us
ing these old contraptions for kind
ling wood-about the only thing they
are fit for.
1t is not my object, nor is it my de-
sire to instruct people how to keep
bees in box hives, because l cannot
tell YOU how to do it successfully, or
in a way that it will pay you. L use
nothing but the modern box, and the
best on the market, and obtain the
highest market price for my honey
7 am in the business for money, not
"iust for the fun of the thing"
therefore cannot waste my time by
fooling with bees in box hives.
There is no reason why you SHOULD
"dig~ out six, eight, or ten pounds
of honey of a questionable grade
from the top of a box hive and sell II
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For Only $3.50.

For the next twenty days. to introduce my
box in the world for fine comb honey, at SO
each or for $3.50, one box complete and q
No checks or stamps received. Write for
descriptive circular and general informa-
ton. W. 4. W0MBEE
T. N. G..
The Birmingham age-herald., 1904-11-16
Ed dandEdWard
 CrOSSum.
BY CHARLES LINCOLN PHIFER.

BY CHARLES LINCOLN PHIFER-
 They were one and the same person. His mother called him Edward, but all the boys thought Ed was good enough for him, and sometimes even his father called him Ed Edward was a good boy, who was always asking if a thing was right before he did it. but the warm blood seemed to surge through Eds veins. impelling him to do many things which he knew his mother would not approve. Edward always wanted to be neat and polite. but Ed wouldn't per- init 1t always; and sometimes Ed did little things and said little words that made Edward feel very sorry afterward. Still they were very good friends, which was quite right considering that they were more closely related than the fa- nous Siamese twins, being compelled to always be In each others company. They often talked to each other, even aloud; for although they were only one. they seemed to be two people, with very different tastes and habits
 One day Edward and Ed went to tho station with their father to meet q friend. While waiting for the train they noticed the men gathered on the plat form. and, as usual with boys, were taking mental notes. Ed noticed sev- eral men who were chewing tobacco. One was a large, handsome man, ex cept for his discolored teeth, and be spat in such a delicate way that Ed was very much impressed. Another sat on a truck and spat at a crack in the plat form some eight feet away.
 Believe l could do that" said Ed. 1 The people around him couldn't hear. but Edward could.
 Tt is a nasty habit' said he. No tice how the women drag their skirts l through the vile stuff"
 ought to cut them shorter" returned | Ed
 "Don't talk like that. Ed. Remem- Der the words of the old rhyme: " Tobacco is a filthy weed It was the devil sowed the seed.
 Going to try it anyhow" was Eds decision.
 Then I'll tell papa
 You don't dare. He'll lick you.''
 It was a good deal like a deaf and | dumb conversation, except they didn't move their fingers so rapidly as those l unfortunates do. However, after this 1 Ed was deaf to remonstrance, and Ed ward dumb lest he be thrashed 1 The next day the boy. or boys, if you l like 1t that way better, came across a l plug of tobacco that Uncle Dock had 1 left lying on the dresser in his room. 'Tm going to take some" said Ed.
 You know it is wrong," remonstrated l Edward. "It is bad enough to have to- i bacco about you at all. but to steal it 1 is a great deal worse."
 "Shucks! that ain't stealing," said Ed. 1 Uncle Dock wouldn't care. l Suppose you ask him." 'I am afraid he would scold you. Ed ward.'
 And Edward was silent again. Ed took out his barlow knife, and cutting off one end of the plug. slipped
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The Beauty of Weeds.

Perhaps everybody has at times de- clared weeds nuisance and wondered why they were created. Without dis cussing this question, and without con sidering whether or not all weeds do not serve some useful purpose. did we but understand 1t, it yet remains that much of the beauty of the autumn landscape is due to weeds. They develop just in time to make glorious the harvest fields, and it would appear that their blos- soms are an expression of joy over the bounties nature has given to man.
 Wheat harvest would hardly seem such a time of rejoicing were it not for the bloom of the wild morning glory and the ''nigger head.' How lavish nature is with these beautiful blossoms at this time! She seemingly tries to fence every field with them. as if to cali att tention to the golden harvest she has provided by scattering round about 1t her coined money, the yellow flowers
 And then, when the corn and other crops have ripened. what a profusion of her royal color-yellow-she distributes over the fields in honor of the event. Acres of Spanish needles and golden rod. with white and yellow moths f1it- ting hither and thither, please the eye with their rich coloring And before she ends her harvest festival she will drape the trees with her royal yellow. Green is not earth's color. Earth Is yellow, the sky Is blue, and the blending of these two colors produces the green of grass and trees-a marriage of the earthly and the spiritual. Sometimes earth breaks away from the dominion of the sky and robes herself in native yellow. and then we see that she Is won- drously beautiful in herself, even though her garments be woven of ragged weeds.
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burst of enthusiasm, the small boys put ting their fingers in their mouths and glVlng vent to queer-sounding and pro- longed whistles. After screaming and WhiStltng themselves to silence Mir. Peter Barnum passed among them offer ing "cool and refreshing drink to all who would produce the price. And MT Frankie Davis
 Then came the climax of the showl The funniest clown on earth" walked Into the ring on his hands and head, looking at the top of the tent with the soles of his shoes. He was dressed in the correct clown fashion, while a hat no larger than q thimble adorned the crown Of his head. When the audience saw him it's merriment broke all bounds, and 1t was fully five minutes before the front rows could be prevailed upon to become quiet enough to hear the Jokes cracked and the songs sung by the clown. who danced to the music of his own making. As the clown bowed his farewell to the demonstrative audience MT. Peter Barnum stepped forward and, epowing eo very low, said "rhanking you Tor your kind attendance. I have the pleasure to say you are dismissed"
 Above the noise of vociferous cheering the lusty voice of front-seat holder meat yeti"
 Immediately Billy Walker stepped into the ring and motioned the people to sit down. Then he and Jack collister
 
 front. and while one held him by the collar the other pitched him a bit of beef liver. The African lion smelled the liver, touched it with his paw, turned his head away, yawned. stretched and looking up at his keeper. wagged his tail in a soclable manner
 Well, ladies and gentlemen, this African lion refuses 10 eat plain beef liver" said Mir. Peter Barnum. equal to the occasion But if one of the fourth grade boys in the tent will volunteer to furnish himself for. supper. it may be the means of the lion finding his appe- tite.'
 Loud cheers and great clapping of hands responded to Mir. Barnum's clever speech and the crowd rose and passed out of the tent, many of the adults stop ping to congratulate the As on the success of the entertainment.
 well, maybe 1t wasn't all we wanted it to be-" answered Frankie. but we took in $3.45. Next Saturday things will run along together smoother. too. for then the kids and the animals will know their parts better
 It's a starter for the library" said Jack, and that's a whole lot
 But the library fund did not stop there. When the AS" mothers saw how eager the boys were to procure needed books of reference for their room, they put the matter before the fathers, and a few weeks after the hold ing of the first circus q box was deliv- cred to the teacher of the fifth grade, in which was found a joyous surprise for the "A" class. On opening the box a complete encyclopedia was there, with a card reading: From the A class, circus boys. to the public school"
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four nimbe Japs, in costumes got up with little in them to suggest Japan' bounded into the ring. Then lney stopped and the leader whispered soinp- tn to Billy Walker who Tn turn crooked his finger and nodded his heaa to Jack Collister, who came and listened to a few more whispers from the Japs. Then Jack ran to the dressing=room ana returned with an old floor rug whleh ne spread on the ground in the middle oi the ring. On this rug the Japs sprahg' performing such tricks as doable som ersaults, handsprings wagon wheels and leap frog to the great amusement of the onlookers. "Hl. there. Hank an Spottyw yelled a fourth-grade urchin' recognizing two of the Japs. l Know t'other two" cried out his companion. They're Pete and Ben Hicks. l know Bens warts; see his handf
 You bet!'
 Then the Japs, lowing and panting, ran from the ring during the thuhdefous applause that fairly shook the tent ana caused the lion to bark and the ugress to cry 'me-o-wI'
 Billy Walker, wiping his face with his sleeve, came forward and salu. " hllS you are getting calm the owner and manager of this great show, MT. Peter Barnum, will pass the lemonade-one- buying and drinking, the funniest clown on earth will sing and dance, after which the show is over till next Satur- day when everything will be better done than it was today"
 This announcement met with another
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iag the crawd along, I've come To the animal exhibit Before you, behold the fercest Bengal tigress in captivity! She has ct up hun-derds of men. over a thousand women, and sWollers kids whole without even saltng them And Billy fiourished his cane toward very large bird cage which held captive an old tabby cat, gentle and friendly, be- ing content to lie with one eye shut. while with the other one she looked at the visitors in a sleepy way.
 At this juncture Billy's attention was called to the 'fattest lady in the land,' the "tattooed Filipino" and the Midget from Mars" who were in some sort or altercation with several fourth-grade boys and girls who surrounded the
 "Oh! know her." one of the visitors was saying She's Nell Briant, or the 9Tmqry 9warf cred a9 a6ofher Sdf an Justify ,''an' the. fat womans May Walker; aI1ad Had; the tattooed Filipino in good English; "If you don't like this show, clean out
 And he made as If he would come down to see that they did ''clean out.
 "Oh, ho, we aint afraid of you! an sWered a fourth-grade fellow, shaking his fists back at the threatening Fill, pino. You're just Bob Brown smeared up;." oraaraa Jack Colllster, coming to the relief or the freaks, just as Billy Walker was turning to do so.
 As the music started up the fly-curtain at the rear side of the tent was drawn open by invisible hands and an elephant (cleverly arranged on two poys) came laboriously into the ring. lie pore on hl5 back a parsonage of mighty men l. ana makeup Billy Walker, acting as fhB7 master, announced in his ofatoflcal voice: ''We now present the white elephant of India, carrying ms o"her'
 The audience cheered wildly. but in few moments the smaller members recognized not only the white eiepha3lnei; but his rider, as well. lie, no, ,,,eants earleo "Its Tom Smart and Jim Sullivan what's the elephant, an, his taif made of cloth an stuffed with rags. on, no: ho, ha! Just loolSie at their legs! ''Yep. an the prince Is Sammy White
 called out another of the front row. 'Iookie at his false whiskers!
 Then the mothers quetea the % dls- turbers, and the ringmaster, reeeVerins from his embarrassment, said, as the elephant made a circuit or the ring anu passed out into the 'dressing-roo, tent; Next will appear the sfeatest bareback rider in the world behold; Monscher dee Pythias Is before you. The curtain parted and into the ring trotted a trim little Shetland pony, with his owner. Art Fields, on his back. As soon 500 as the pony beheld his strange s.Git upr' Said Art, turning red in the face and kicking the little beast. The small people of the audience screamed with laughter, calling out; Its Art Fields" So vociferous did their yells and cries become that the adults were obliged to again quel them into silence. But the appearance of Monsieur. de Pythias was truly quite wonderful to behold He was attred in a close fitting suit of grey net underwear, to represent tights with trunks improvised from an old red silk handkerchief On his head, tipped over one ear, was an old silk "stovepipe" hat that he had picked up somewhere, and which was
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ward, flor I'll have something to say about 1t next time.'
 When the boys had dragged them- selves Cor perhaps should say, when the boy had dragged himselO to the house, the father inquired what made him so pale.
 'sNothin' was the answer.
 Don't you think chew of tobacco would do you good?' asked he, extend ing the identical piece Ed had cut from Uncle Docks plug. Father and son understood each other and each knew it, and felt long explanations were un- necessary.
 Papa" said Ed. T have concluded am never going to chew tobacco as long as live"
 "Glad to hear 1t. and hope you'll stick to 1t. my boy" said MT. Crossum. "Now go in and lie down. You need rest I think"
 Thus ended Eds adventure with the plug, to the complete satisfaction of his better half, Edward.
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1t in his pocket.
 '.Going to the woods now.' said Ed.
 Its cowardly." began Edward. don't want to go to the woods. 1 don't want to carry this tobacco. 1 don't want to chew this nasty stuff
 'I do," said Ed.
 'I am ashamed of you" returned Ed ward.
 will happen?'
 Then the boy, or the boys. if you pre- fer 1t that way, turned slowly toward the wood. Edwards s feet dragged, and there seemed to be a weight in his breast that made him feel very uncom- fortable. Ed, on the other hand, step- ped high, and was exuberant with the feeling that he would soon be man, able to do what men do.
 Tisn't manly said Edward.
 .'I mean to smoke, too"
 What If it makes you sick?'
 "Pshaw! l ain't no girl But if it does l reckon you will know It.
 By this time he was, or they were, in the wood. and Ed cut off a generous bit of tobacco from his piece and put 1t in his mouth. Unfortunately. he put it in Edwards mouth as well. and Edward
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many sizes too large for him He wore on his feet a pair of red Turkish slip pers, castoffs of his mothers. Burnt cork had grown a heavy mustach on his 11-year-old lip and added fierceness to his eyebrows.
 "Git up!" he again urged. pounding the pony's neck with his fists and kick ing hls sides with his heels Off fell a slipper, but it was put on again by the ring master. who then took the bridle rein and led the frightened pony round the ring. Cautiously Monsieur de Pythlas rose to his knees. holding to tho pony's mane to guard against falling off. Then after repeated cheers from the audience he carefully rose to a standing position on the pony's back (where a broad. safe pad had been fixed under the blankeD. and stood with folded arms, looking over the heads of the people with the greatest sang froid. As the crowd went wild over this daring and dangerous feat the ring master led the pony with his standing rider from the ring, then returned and announced: ''rhe next will be the notorious Japa- nese tumblers right from Tcl1io."
 On the instant the curtain parted and