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Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
EXPERT ADVICE
ON SETTING HEN
u. S. Department OF A''
culture Tells What to Do
With Fowl When Broody

AZ the time approaches ioi lH0
hens to become broody or sit. IL care
be taken TO look in the nests 1t VIII
BE- seen tha. there are few downy
feathers being left there by the hens;
also. the hens stay longer on the
nests when laying at this time. and
on being approached viii quite likely
remain on the nest ruffling up their
feathers and pecking at the intruder
SAYS the current weekly newsletter OF
the United States department OF agri-
culture.
When it is noted that hen sits on
the nest for two or three nights In
succession, she is ready TO be trans
ferred to a nest which should be pre-
pared for her beforehand. This nest
should be in . box and composed Of
straw, hay, or chaff for nesting ma
terial.
Pack this material down firmly and
shape . circular nest out OF 1t which
should be slightly deeper in the cen
ter than at the edges. as a nest SO
shaped will prevent the eggs from
rolling out from under the hen and
becoming chilled
Dust the hen thoroughly with In
sect powder In applying the powder.
hold the hen by the feet, head down,
working the powder well into the
feathers. giving special attention to
regions around the vent and under
the wings. The powder should also
be sprinkled in the nest.
The nest should be in some quiet,
out-of.theway place on the farm.
where the sitting hen win not be dis
turbed. Move her from the regular
laying nest at night Handle her
carefully in doing 50. Put . china
egg or two in the nest where she Is
TO sit, and place q board over the
opening 50 that she can not get off.
Toward evening OF the second day
quietly 90 in where she Is sitting.
and leave some feed and water, and
remove the board from the front or
top Of the nest, and let the hen come
off when she is ready. Should she
return to the nest after feeding, re-
move the china egg or eggs and put
under those that are to be incu-
bated.
In cool weather it is best to put not
more than 10 eggs under a hen, while
later in the spring one can put IL
to Is. according to the size OF the
hen. II several hens are sitting in
the same room, see that they are
kept on the nests. only allowing them
to come off to get feed and water,
which should be once a day.
Many eggs that are laid in the late
winter and early spring are infertile.
For this reason it is advisable to set
several hens at the same time. After
the eggs have been under the hen
for seven days they should be tested
to see whether they are fertile or in
fertile. lnfertile eggs should be re-
moved and used at home in cooking.
and the fertile eggs should be put
back under the hen.
In this way it is often possible to
put all the eggs that three hens orig
inally started to sit ON under two
hens and reset the other hen again.
For example: Thirty eggs are set un-
der three hens at the same time, 10
under each. At the end Of seven days
we find on testing the eggs that 10
are infertile, which leaves US 20 eggs
to reset, which We do by putting
them under two hens and have the
remaining one to set over again after
she has set only seven days.
Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
CALL FOR WARRANTS

NOTICE is hereby given that the
following warrants on the general
fund Of the Town Of Westport, Che.
halls County. Washington, are here.
by called for payment. to-wit: War
rants No. 80. 80. ~. 4s. 81, So. 81.
So. 81. 50. So. g.. IS, IS, 81. IS. 50.
20. II, y. 70.
Interest on said warrants ceases
from date Of first publication of this
notice. !.
F. NJ. BACHELOR,
Treasurer Of the Town Of Westport.
Wash.
First publication April 10. 1915.
Last publication April q. 1915.
Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16

ton: then viii follow rest and peace
and eontentDent for the everlasting
enjoyment Of mankind A. John G..
Whittier beautifully expressed 4 IN
bis Centennial hymn in 1915:
On. make thou ~ through GESTURES ioas
Ia peace secure In Justice strong:
Around cur gift d freeden draw
TIE safeguards u thy Ffgatsoos hv,
And. east ID some d.vines mold,
Let TIE new cycle shame the osA
Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
An uofajr EXAMPLE,

Profess0r-If / fail to give a correct
answer to any problem In mathematics
that any one present offers me agree
to forfeit the sum Ut $40 Voice In
Audience Make the date Ut my wIfs's
birth agree with her present age
Life
Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
Big EXPOSITIONS
ALL FOR PEACE
R. H. Hale, First Panama-Pa-
cific Fair Promoter, Tells
of Great Mission

THE .ollorsrg interesting s-15cSe
by z. T. Hale T3ee i'r'@sl7e1lt -
TIE Panama i'aei1e I1rerx-at2o1E@l
Er,o,s5tS0n u san fr21clsG-5- expresses
lie heynot- 81 THIS greatest All -D-'s@
wor5dertul ees-hsst5o. Of az il-ss- NJ
Hale IS one q Tie fore-oesl F'-ta3e I11su
4 A1aexacs. sad h. thgss1tful zri2ele
.50zs Z rzzrrelolss CRISP u tA= SUB
5err AID viii yr9Te q value AID l-ier-
~ 70 ere-y reader " this paper
1oe. int.-sstirs in ris.o-y-
TIE Panama Pete interZ1atio-zsl IL
-,,,ss,5o.a rhsea ID RON finished stands
I'D zs tie Most Interesting EIpS
stior In history T29se TbO hare LII
80. visited the Exposition sa01d make
garry plans 70 risit san Franrisl7o- The
Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
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The hump Of the buffalo b not
mass Of fat. Al some people suppose
but II formed By neural spines In
cnttIe and by the huge m'ssa'irs which
lie aIOngside and nh M the angle be
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Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
Fine Combination

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the other day"
did she: That was Dire. What did
she sayT
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with her brains she d r,in for presa.
dent Cleveland Plain DEALER.
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and side - -
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table Compeun1c
it has done npe
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Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16

The Bible has been SO called only for
the last 200 years. 1t was formerly
called The Books" OF the "Divine Il.
brary."
Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
WOMEN From
IS 10 S. TEs1
To heMerit Of Lydia E
hams Vegetable c.
pound during CHI,
IF Life.

westbrook, Ne ~ ~ - ;ii
through tne Change Of Life ~ r.
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Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1915-04-16
SUMMONS.

IN THE SUPERIOR COURT o.
Washington for Chehalis County.
CELIA CROWLEY, Plaintiff, M
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27

ing about the room with eyes that
seemed to take in everything
Il am sure 1 shall be very happy in
this dear old house." she said quietly.
Your own mother must have loved it.
Frederic"
James Brood started Unnoticed by
the others, his fingers frightened on
the gloves he carried in his hand
Il never knew my mother" said
the young man she died when
was a baby"
But of course this was her home,
was it not?"
Il don't know" said Frederic. un-
comfortably. Il suppose So II came
here few years ago and"
But even though you never knew
her, there must still be something
here that-that-how shall 1 say it?
1 mean, you must feel that she and
you were here together years and
years ago. One may never have seen
his mother, yet he can always feel
her. There is something-shall / say
spiritual-in-'
Her husband broke in upon these
unwelcome reflections His voice was
curiously harsh.
Mrs. Desmond is waiting, Yvonne."
She drew herself up Are you in
such great haste, Mrs. Desmond?" she
asked in a voice that cut like a knife.
Instinctively, she glanced at Fred
cries face. She saw the muscles of
the jaw harden and an angry light
leap into his eyes. Instantly her AFRO
gance fell away. 81 beg your pardon,
Mrs. Desmond. 1 have many bad hab-
its. Now will you kindly show me
to my room? / prefer that you and
not of the servants should be my
guide. Au revoir, Frederic. Till tea
time. James,"
Her eyes were sparkling. her husky
voice once more full of the appealing
quality that could not be denied. The
flush of injured pride faded from Mrs.
Desmond's brow, and a faint look of
surprise crept into her eyes. To her
further amazement, the younger wom-
an laid hand upon her arm and gave
it gentle. friendly pressure.
The men watched them in silence as
they left the room, side by side. A
moment later they heard the soft
laughter of the two women as they
mounted the stairs together.
Frederic drew long breath.
She's splendid, father" he said.
impulsively.
Brood's face was still clouded. He
did not respond to the eager tribute.
Father and son faced each other.
They were a striking pair, each in
his way an example of fine, clean
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27
CHAPTER Ill.
The Bride.

Frederic fatty refused to meet the
steamer when she locked. AS if
swayed by his decision, Dawes and
Riggs likewise abandoned a plan to
greet the returning master and his
bride as they came down the gang
plank. But for the almost peremp-
tory counsel of Mrs. Desmond, Brood's
son would have absented himself from
the house on the day of their arrival.
Jones and footman went to the pier
with the chauffeur.
1t was half-past two in the after
noon when the automobile drew up
in front of the house and the fur
coated footman nimbly hoped down
and threw open the door.
James Brood, a tall, distinguished
looking man of fifty, stepped out of
the limousine. For an instant, before
turning to assist his wife from the car,
he allowed his keen eyes to sweep the
windows on the lower floor. In one
of them stood his son, holding the lace
curtains apart and smiling a welcome
that seemed sincere. He waved his
hand to the man on the sidewalk
Brood responded with a swift, almost
perfunctory gesture and then held out
his hand to the woman who was de-
scending.
Frederic's intense gaze was fixed
on the stranger who was coming into
his life. At a word from Brood, she
glanced up at the window The smile
still fingered on the young mans lips,
but his eyes were charged with an
expression of acute wonder. He had
never looked upon a more beautiful
creature in all his life. kind of stu
pefaction held him motionless until he
heard the door close behind them; in
the brief interval. however, a picture
had been impressed upon his senses
that was to last forever.
She was slightly above the medium
height, slender and graceful even in
the long, thick coat that enveloped
her. She did not wear veil He had
a swift but enduring glimpse of a Gu
riously pallid. perfectly modelled face;
of Jet black hair; of firm, sensitive
chin Somehow he received the ex-
traordinary Impression that the slim,
1.-THE body was never cold; that she
expressed in some indefinable way
the unvarying temperature of youth.
He hurried into the hall, driven by
the latent spur of duty He heard his
fathers warm. almost gay response to
| the greetings of the old men, whose
hands he wrung with a fervor that
| was unmistakable- He heard him
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27

after prolonged separations, to look
for something in the boys face that
he wanted to see and yet dreaded,
something that might have escaped
him when in daily contact with him.
Now. at the end of the rather often
sive scrutiny. he seemed to shake his
head slightly. although one could not
have been sure
And as charming as she is attrac-
tive. Frederic he said. with faint
flush of the enthusiasm he suppressed.
WHO is she?" asked his son, with
out realizing the bluntness of his
eager question
Who is she?" repeated his father,
raising his eyebrows slightly. "She
is Mrs. James Brood
Il beg your pardon" stammered
Frederic Il didn't mean to put it
In that way. Who was she? Where
did you meet her and-Oh, 1 want to
know all there is to tell, father. I've
heard nothing. 1 am naturally curl
GUS"
Brood stopped him with gesture.
She was Yvonne Lestrange, before
we were Observation-Disclosures Le-
strange We met some time ago at
the house of mutual friend in Paris.
ASSURE yOu, A0T references are ali
that could be desired" His tone was
sarcastic.
Frederic flushed. I'm sorry 1 asked
the questions. SIR he said, stifay.
Brood suddenly laughed, a quiet
laugh that had some trace of humor
and touch of compunction in it. 81
beg your pardon, Frederic. Come up
to my room and smoke a cigar with
me while I'm changing. I'll tell you
about her. She is wonderful"
To his own surprise, and to Fred
cries establishment, he linked his arm
In the young mans and started toward
the hall. Afterward Brood was to won
der even more than he wondered then
what it was that created the sudden
desire to atone for the hurt look he
had brought to the eyes of Matilde's
son-and the odd longing to touch
his arm gently.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27

room was darkened by means of
heavy window hangings; the effect
was that produced by the cleaning
just before the stars appear Objects
were shadowy. indistinct, mysterious
The light from the jade-room door
threw a diverging ray across the full
length of the room In the very GEN.
ter OF this bright strip sat a placid
efiigy of Buddha that Brood had found
in a remote corner of Siam, serenely
stolid on top of it's thick base of
bronze and lacquer, with a shining
shrine for background. In the dim
edge of the shadow, near the door at
the far end of the room. Lydia made
out the motionless, indistinct figure of
a woman. The faint outlines of the
face were discernible but not so the
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27

81 wouldn't try to get at it, my
DEAR" she said. wait and see. Come,
you must have your coffee. 1 am
glad you came down early. The old
gentlemen are at breakfast now
Come in"
He followed her dejectedly, a per-
ceptible droop to his shoulders
Mr.. Dawes and Mr.. Riggs were seat
ed at the table. Lydia, a trif1e pale
and distract. was pouring out their
third cup of coffee. The old men
showed no sign of their midnight ex-
perience. They were very wide
awake, clear-eyed and alert, as old
men will be who do not count the
years of life left in the span appoint
ed for them.
Good morning, Freddy" said they,
almost in one voice. As he passed
behind their chairs on his way to
Lydia's side, he slapped each of them
cordially on the back They seemed
to swell with relief and gratitude.
He was not in the habit of Shaping
them on the back.
Good morning, gentlemen" said
he. Then he lifted Lydia's slim fin
gers to his lips. Good morning, dear"
She squeezed his fingers tightly and
smiled. A look of relief leaped into
her eyes; she drew a long breath.
She poured his coffee for him every
morning. Her hand shook little as
she lifted the tiny cream pitcher. 81
didn't sleep very well,' she explained
in a low voice. His hand rested on
her shoulder for moment in a gentle
caress.
Poor old JimI" sighed Mr. Dawes.
He'll probably have to ask US to va
nose, too. 1 imagine she'll insist on
making a spare bedroom out of our
room, SOS she can entertain all of her
Internal relations. Jones, will you
give me some more bacon and another
egg?'
And 1 thought it was nothing but
shipwreck,'' murmured Mr.. Riggs,
plaintively.
Frederic hurried through breakfast.
Lydia followed him into the library.
Are you going out, dear?" she
asked anxiously.
Yes. I've got to do something. I
can't sit still and think of what's go
ing to happen. I'll be back for lunch
con-"
Half an hour later he was in the
small bachelor apartment of two col
lege friends, a few blocks farther up
town, and he was doing the thing he
did nearly every day of his life in a
surreptitious way. He sat at the
cheap upright piano in their disor-
dered living-room and, unhampered by
the presence of young men who pre-
ferred music as it is rendered for the
masses, played as if his very soul was
in his fingers.
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27

not the kind you want Your pride,
your ambition will rebel Then you
will make something out of life for
yourself"
We'll. it looks to me as il he means
to make it impossible for me to marry,
Mrs Desmond. I've thought of it a
good deal"
V'And is it impossible?"
NO l shall marry Lydia, even
though have to dig in the streets
for her. It isn't that, however. There's
some other reason back OF his atti-
tude. but for the life of me i can't
get at it"
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27
CHAPTER II-continued-

1T proves that your father has made
no mistake in selecting his friends. my
dear. My dear husband used to say
that he would cheerfully die for James
Brood and he knew that James Brood
would have died for him just as read
lily. There is something in friendships
of that sort that we can't understand.
We have never been able to test our
friends, much less ourselves. We"
81 would die for you, Mrs. Des-
mond." cried Frederic, a deep flush
overspreading his face. For you and
Lydia"
You come by that naturally" she
said. laying her hand upon his arm
Blood will tell. Thank you, Fred
eric" She smiled 81 am sure it will
not be necessary for you to die for
me. however AS for Lydia. you must
live, not die for her"
iii do BOTH" he cried, impulsively
Forgive me-"
There is nothing to forgive" she
said simply. And now, one word
more, Frederic. You must accept this
new condition of affairs in the right
spirit. Your father has married again,
after all these years. 1t is not likely
ton. Therefore, it is reasonable to
assume that he is bringing home with
him a wife of whom he at least is
proud, and that should weigh con-
siderably in your summing up of the
situation. She will be beautiful, &C
complished, refined-and good, Fred
eric OF that you may be sure. Let
me implore you to withhold judgment
Iot
Il do not object to the situation,
Mrs. Desmond said he, the angry
light returning to his eyes, $50 much
as 1 resent the wording of that tele-
gram. 1t is always just that way. He
loses no chance to humiliate me.
He
Hush. You are losing your temper
again.
well, who wouldn't? And here's
another thing-the very worst of all.
How is this new condition going to
affect you, Mrs. Desmond?"
She was silent for a moment. "Of
course I shan't stay on here, Frederic.
1 shall not be needed now AS soon as
Mrs. Brood is settled here 1 shall CO."
And you expect me to be cheerful
and contented," he cried, bitterly
Something of the sort" she said.
MY father objects to my going into
business or taking up a profession. i
am dependent on him for everything.
But why go into that? We've talked
1t over a thousand times. 1 don't un-
derstand but perhaps you do. It's a
dogs way of living"
Your father is making a man OF
you"
'-Oh, he is, Ell" with great scorn
Yes. He will make you see some
day that the kind of life you lead is
Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-03-27

manhood The father was taller by
couple of inches than the son, and yet
Frederic was nearly six feet in his
stockings. Both were spare men,
erect and gracefully proportional.
Brood gave out the impression of
great strength, of steel sinews, of in
vincible power; Frederic did not sug-
gest physical strength, and yet he was
clean-limbed, wellbuilt fellow. He
had a fine head, slim body whose
every movement proclaimed nervous
energy, and a face that denoted tenn
permanent of the most pronounced
character. 1t was not a strong face,
nor was it weak; it represented char
acter without force
On the other hand, James Brood's
lean, handsome face was full of
power His gray eyes were keen,
steady, compelling and seldom alight
with warmth. His jaw was firm,
square, resolute, and the lines that
sank heavily into the flesh in his
cheeks were put there not by age but
by the very vigor of manhood His
hair was quite gray.
Frederic waited for his father to
speak. But James Brood had moth
father" said the young man at last,
almost wistfully He did not realize
it, but he was cropping for sympathy
Brood had been in the house for a
quarter of an hour, after an absence
of nearly a year, yet his greeting had
been cold, casual, matter-of-fact- Fred
eric expected little more than that
still he felt in a vague way that now.
If never again, the ice of reserve
might be broken between them If
only for moment He was ready and
willing to do his part
Brood was studying the young mans
face with an intensity that for the
moment disconnected him He seemed
bent on fixing certain features in his
minds eye, as II his memory had once
played him false and should not dc
10 again It was habit of Brood's
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Her Attention.
features. For moment the girl stared
at the watcher and then advanced to
the door.
who is it?" she inquired, peering.
A low, husky voice replied, with
suggestion of laughter in the tones.
Il am exploring the house"
Lydia came forward at once. "Oh.
it is Mrs. Brood. I beg your pardon.
Shall 1 switch on the Hghts?"
You are Lydia?"
yes, Mrs. Brood" y
81 have been prowling everywhere.
Your good mother deserted me when
my maid arrived with Ranjab a short
time ago. Isn't this the dreadful blue
beard room? Shall 1 lose my head If
l am discovered by the ogre?"
The girl felt the spell stealing over
her. The low voice of the woman in
the shadow was like a sensuous ca
ress. She experienced a sudden long
ing to be closer to the speaker, to
listen for the very intake of her
breath.
You have already been discovered
by the ogre, Mrs. Brood" said Lydia,
gayly, "and your head appears to be
quite SAFE
Thank you rather CURLY, as if re-
polling familiarity. 1t was like dash
of cold water to Lydia's spirits. You
may turn on the lights. l should like
to see you, Miss Desmond"
The girl crossed the room, passing
close to the stranger in the house.
The fragrance of a perfume hitherto
unknown to her separated itself from
the odor of sandaIwood that always
filled the room; it was soft, delicate,
refreshing. 1t was like a breath of
cool, sweet air fltering into close,
stuffy room. One could not help draw
ing in a long, full breath, as if the
lungs demanded it's revivifying quail
ties.
soft, red glow began to fill the
room as Lydia pulled the cord near
the door. AS the light grew brighter
and brighter the eyes of the stranger
swept the room with undisguised won
der in their depths.
How extraordinary" she muir
INJURED, and then turned swiftly toward
the girl. where does it come from?
can see no lights. And see! There
are no shadows, not even beneath the
table yonder lit is uncanny-but,
oh, how love1yi"
open eyes, frankly astonished. The
eager. excited CLEAN vanished from
Mrs. Brood's lovely eyes. They mar
rowed ever so slightly.
why do you stare at me?" she de-
manded.
II expected began Lydia, and
stopped in pretty confusion.
81 see- You expected a middle-aged
lady. ale? And why. pray, should
James Brood marry a middIe-aged
person."
II don't know. I'm sorry if 1
have offended you"
Mrs. Blood smiled, a gay, pleased
little smile that revealed her small,
even teeth you haven't offended
me, my DEAR" she said. You offend
my husband by thinking SO ill of him,
that's ALL" She took the girl in from
head to foot with critical eyes. He
said you were very pretty and very
lovable- You are lovely. No one
wants to be pretty. Yes. you are just
what I expected"
Lydia was the taller of the two
women; a matter of two inches per-
haps, and yet she had the curious feel
ing that she was looking upward as
she gazed into the others eyes. It
was the way Mrs. Brood held herself.
Sending a swift glance around the
room, she went on: MY husband de-
lights in having beautiful things about
him. He doesn't like the ugly things
of this world
GRO BE CONTINUED.)