The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1910-10-13
FARM BURROWS.
Farmer and Stockmsn

Farmer and Stockmsn.
The addition of each years expert
ence convinces me that most men GU
their corn too soon. The last corn
cut last year made the best feed
Many hurry up to get field cut be
fore it rains. For my part | would
rather wait until after the rain ha:
fallen and the field dried up. A
heavy rain on green shocks is baC
thing.
Last week took train ride. The
route was one | have travelled often
in the last few years, but there's al
ways something new to be seen. This
time the new things were the silos
that have recently been erected. One
had been filled and the juice was ooz-
ing down the side. II seems to me
that such job cannot be alright,
Along about this season of the year
the boy without a gun puts up the
best line of talk he has for his father
to get him one. The gun father
bought me when reached the hunt
ing stage of youthful development |
still have, and | am just as fond of
rabbit hunting as ever, This was a
favorable summer for rabbits and UNI
less there is a good deal of killing
done this winter they will prove a
serious pest.
This is what a friend wrote on a
post card: "Tell Burrows to tell his
readers to have a man stand beside
the feed table of the ensilage cutter
and cut every band and jerk the
string. Those strings cut up in short
lengths and carried into the silo are
not good for stock. | know man
who lost four cows that were fed on
ensilage, and the cut strings did the
business, They are cut so fine and
mixed so thoroughly that stock must
eat Them" The time of one man to
do this would probably be well spent.
1t used to be that pigs getting into
the garden was one of the woman S
greatest worries, but now the baking
of the telephone beats any other.
When a woman cannot have the daily
chat with her neighbor or is cheated
out of "rubbering" at the right time
by telephone that will not ring, it is
dead sure the bread will not be good
that day and the cake will fall flat.
Calf-weaning time is one of the
noisiest on the farm. On a still,
frosty morning, when the wagons are
rafting over. the roads and out to the
cornfields and the calves are making
things hum and are answered by the
deeper tone of the cows, the eternal
quietness of the country" spoken of
by city folks; becomes myth. But
all these sounds are more soothing
than the clang and the rattle of the
city.
Three or four of my friends and ac-
quaintances wear boots, and that is
all | know who do. The standard
cartoon of the farmer fits him out with
a pair of high-topped boots, into
which his pants are tucked. The
city is twenty-five years behind the
times in reproducing the farmer, both
in picture and language. 1t would
do some of the city stickfasts good to
get out in the country and see how
farmers really live.
The cry of the times is that nothing
is impossible. | wish to amend that
little. On one Tuesday afternoon |
clipped grass patch from which
seed had been harvested in July and
in which foxtail has been coming in
quite thickly. On Friday morning
that foxtail had sprung up again and
had formed quite well-filled seed
heads. Now | want to insist that
keeping foxtail from making seed is
impossible. II will make seed below
the reach of the cutterbar if not al
lowed to get higher.
am subscriber to prominent
English agricultural paper and am a
close reader of the same. Up to the
present time | have never seen an ad-
vertisement Of an automobile in that
paper. This think is significant be-