MADCAP; OF A SIN. THEUPPER DBS KOINES, AtGO^A, 1O\VA, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7,1892. THE FARM AM HOME *Sh rr W n '" ^sumed Mr Eyre ^S&*L™*. *» »<".«fter y tlfe »T HELEN B. HATCHERS. wicnin tne prison, mac savage snout liad awakened the two woraen-from an uneasy doze into which they had fallen. For a moment they clung together wildly, thinking that it was morning,. and they were on their way to the place of .execution. The stillness that followed seemerl to •those within to last hours. Neither spoke, and only the loud beating of their hearts was heard in the silence of the cell. 'But presently footsteps were h&trd approaching, the door was thrown back, and the turnkey entered bearing ' a lantern, and followed by the chaplain, who, npproauiiing the two women, told .Janet briefly, but in words of strong feelin?, that hope was over, and only resignation to the will of Goil left toher. Then he kneeled down, and prnyed, and the women clasping hands, kneeled, anil prayed also, losing the sense and tho svnin lot' the clamor, with- .oiit, as they followed, word for word, ami from their hearts, that simple, rav- •erent voice. ,TIie extreme favor that could be granted to Janet on earth was permitted, and Hester allowed to spend with her the last few hours of her remaining life. Toward the dawn they fell asleep. ,and were awakened from that fitful slumber by the loud unbarring of the •door, through which came several people, hurrying on each other's heels, and •while Hester thought "It is dny f " Janet saw not the awaiting gallows, felt not the approaching death-pangs for herself, but only as Hester, as spectator, winced and iliv.w back. Then from out of that crowd of faces, •one singled itself and advanced—it was that of LordLovol, who looked past the two women as at some sight beyond, and even as lie cried to Janet, " You are saved!" saw only Madcap safe, and •clasped in her husband's arms. CHAPTER XIV. You mny tnlto my p»r«c, .. .but tho self Is my own, nml Ood my Jlultoi-'K. As Frank sat at breakfast next morning. Job entered, and announced Mr. .Eyre. Frank rose, but did not advance to meet his visitor, nor had Job heard any greeting pass between them when he reluctantly closed the door. Frank's eyes were downcast, he it was who looked the sinner as Mr. Eyre .approached nnd wrung his hand, compelling him to look up, and meet his glance. "And so vou've saved me, Frank," he .said; "and I'd submit to worse dishonor for her. After all, I'd change places with you—but no—she loves me, not you." "It was nothing," said Frank, turning aside; "any one else would have done as much." His back was turned to Mr. Eyre, across whose features an expression of love Hashed as he looked at the man whom, next to Madcap, he loved better than anything on earth. "And now for tho future," he said. •"So long as that woman is in the village there is no safety, and the other maybe in jail hero some days longer. I have already taken staps to get her removed, but the law moves slowly; and meanwhile, I suppose, the other won't leave her?" "Xo," said Frank, thinking of those two despairing.figures, locked in each other's arms, that ho had seen overnight; "they aro bound together by a common misery; they have only one another in the world." "Good Go:), Frank!" burst out Mr. Eyre; • you know I was ignorant of the chain or. events that led to this awful fatality. If tho woman had only told me the truth when I left her, the whole thing would have been averted." Frank turned—no longer as Madcap's savior, Hester's champion, he looked at Mr. Eyre; but as man to man, acknowl- edgi..g as only a man can, the temptations ' beneath wuich his fellow has stumbled. For a man cannot change his nature because a single passion has called out all that is best and noblest in him; so much tho more as its object is beyond his reach, so much tho more struggle to keep that purity at fever heat is needed, And Frank had been no Simon Pure, having erred and fallen like weaker menjiating himself always, and looking back to that "might have been," which is of toner a fount of bitterness than a source of future moral development. It was on that ground of common brotherhood that ho took Mr. Eyre's hand and cried, "You didn't know—and I'll stand by you through it till they are gone." "And after?" exclaimed Mr. Eyre. "I'll go back to India and stay there ge-and the woman not to interfere 1 In always liked her. and I told and said it was l cerye tne idea. But why didn't vnn '"to nnrt tell tn 8? » he ad,L sudden"^ «*«, i i vore h W' s ' li 'l Frank, "and ?nS H V f d you ' I , 1 5 t we " akme ' believ- rSU y <?, u wo " ld ncver hear moi 'e of Hester. She neither know your nairie nor home. It was the fatal curiositv of her servant. Janet Stork, that brought about the whole catastrophe." . Heaven knows how she traced mo;" said Mr. Eyre, who was walking to and tro; "through some mark on niy linen, probably, or a dropped letter." ••What is her sentence 1 ! 1 " said Frank, who had sat down wearily, as though on the brink of battle, his courage had' failed him. "Fifteen years," snid Mr. Eyre, who, feeling himself to be once more master ot his own fate, hardly heeded Frank's dejection. "And if Hester refuses to go?" said Frank. "Oh, she won't," said Mr. Eyre carelessly, in the tone of a man who has never learned the meaning of the word defeat; and something ot Frank's old admiration returned as he looked at the dauntless, resolute fane, that had once seemed to him the noblest upon earth. "Don't take Madcap's anger to heart," said Mr. Eyre suddenly; "It will wear itself out, nnd she loves you dearly, lovi'll help me to guard heragainstaiiy meeting with Hester. AVhen I'm noc beside her, <rm will bo." "No," cried Frank passionately, "I can't face her scum. Don't ask mo to approach her; I will keep Heater away, and guar.l hur—but from n distance." "Pshaw!" said Mr. Eyre; "you make the sacrifice, then shrink from a mere nothing; it is her lovs for you, and a little womanly jealousy that makes her so bitter; but that will pass. And now you'll arrange for mo to see the woman —the sooner the better. Good-by, Frank; a man doesn't //imi&God exactly for saving him from a hideous fate, so 1 don't thank you; and, after all, you did it for Madcap, not me." lie opened tho door so suddenly that Job fell head foremost over the threshold. "So," said Mr. Eyre, "you have overheard all." "Swear instantly," cried Frank starn- ly to Job, "that you will never repeat one syllable, or, old friend and servant that you are, you leave this house within an hour," "I swear," said Job sullenly, and turning upon Mr. Eyre an undisguised look of hatred. "lie is an honest man, so we are safe," said Mr. Eyre coolly, as lie left the room, then mounted his horse, and was gone; while Frank, left alone, stood with folded arms and fixed gaze bent on his mother's portrait, who smiled at him from the canvas with that look of love which is the first thing on earth that her child un lersUnds, as' it is the hist that he forgets; and in no moment of his life had Frank felt that he needed her as much as now. CHAPTER xv. Yo Imvo dropped n'downyour head, And it Hconn us if yc trend On your hoavts in tho path Ye urcu.-illed to in His wrath. Justice in the case of Janet Stork was not leaden-footed, but swift, so that hardly a week elapsed between the respite from the capital punishment, and her removal to the first stage of her journey on her way to a convict settlement. It was on the eve of Janet's departure, that Hester, torn in two between her fancied duty to accompany her servant, her longing to remain, set out to play her part in the interview with Mr. Eyre arranged by Frank in a secluded spot on his own estate. Yesternight she might have met him, and yielded to his bidding; but that very day, as she had stumbled forth from the prison cell. Madcap's children had crossed her path, and Dody had run to and kissed her, and then duty had grown chill, and self- denial hard, and a desperate longing to snatch at the love offered to her lips, strove in her with that vow which she had mentally registered to Madcap. She had hardly thought of Mr. Eyre in the confusion and horror of tho lust week; he might have been dead for any prompting of love or memory that impelled her toward him; but now as she hurried along the way to meet him, a sudden sense of his near presence checked her steps, and she went lag- gingly, with ghosts of long dead memo- ries'tnron " '" '""' ''»•"•'•• ._.. n ing in her heart. Frank, approaching from an opposite irection, was'thinking sadly of many ' hort once with the that he had been a Eyre, "what is popular rumor, public opinion to you? \Ve love you— and you lovo us— remain, and let us all be happy together." , "In Arcadia we might bo." said Frank bitterly, "but here— no, I could tell a lie for her— but to remain— to see her every day and not love her— it is beyond my strength: and people will talk, the young fellow added abruptly. "Lat them," said Mr. Kyro indifferently, for lie knew his friend's heart as well MS his wife's, and discerned danger in neither, "and as to tho county— it shall stand cap in hand to you yet — "I don't want tho comity," said 1« rank, to whom the name of his honor mattered nothing, while tho honor itself was his own. "and I can't stay— as soon as «w is safe, I go." "And if shb is still in danger-if you «an secure her happiness by remaining —you will stay V" said Mr. Eyre. "I will stayi" said Frank, reluctantly. "Her happiness before everything," said Mr. Eyre, "all must give way to that—your life' or mine as nothing in comparison with it— this to be persisted into the end." "To the end!" cried Frank, with no suspicion of that to which he was swearing himself. ''•But I must seo her," said Mr. Eyre; "I mean tho woman, Hester Clarke. louwill arrange for me to meet her somewhere in your own grounds after • «ark. I will repair the wrong unwit- tongly done; but on certain terms. I here can bo no attraction in the place to mduce her to remain." It never crossed Mr. Eyre's mind that Uester might love him still. Lovo that is not valued mostly knocks at the door in beggars' guise, and is refused admittance, while we set the door wide for direction, — ---------- ^ . . things, stopping short once with the sudden conviction But in the same moment he thought other and wavered— truly, as Pascal has said, tho heart has reasons ol which judgment, so called, knows nothing. And perhaps in obeying the dictates of the heart, at the expense of soli-inter- gotten, seeks to remmrt mm or her by one more familiar still, "it's Hester; and I've done you no harm yet, and I wouldn't harm her." He did not stir beneath her voice, but shook off her timid touch with a silent contempt that for the moment cowed her, then roused in her bfpast that spirit which loneliness and suffering never quite quench in a woman's heart. "You could not harm her if you wished," he said coldly. "The sin was yours and mine; the punishment be ours, not hers." "Ours?" she said, with both hands pressed against her bosom. "And do we share an.ythingi' Do you take your half of it all? Does youv heart cry out for our little dead child 1 ! 1 Does "it go with Janet to her living tomb'/ If it does, I'll forgive you. But you've got tier and your own "children; it can't be equal. It never is between man and woman." She was struggling hard to repress the rising passioii in her; she had meant to be so humble, to ask from her knees the one poor favor that she coveted; but the consciousness of real power would not ba kept down; only whatever happened, Madcap should not suffer. "My share of it is to remain," he said, "yours to go; mine to guard her against ever discovering the truth, yours to perform no deed that could reveal it toner. The whole consequence of events is due to yourself only—had you placed me in possession of the truth they could not nave occurred, and their consequences must not, shall not, fall on an innocent head." "S/ireZZ not!" repeated Hester. "You talk like God, and I am to go " she struggled for quietness, but the tide within had. risen beyond her control. "You take in your hands a human life, and say it shall be thus and thus—it shall do certain things, and leave others undone—as though you were a force to. compel it when its force is in itself, and it must obey itself and God; and I can't go—not yet; it's like snatching the bread away from a starving mouth; you must lovo him yourself, though you never loved little children." He did not reply, and in the uncertain light she could not see which way his features were inclined—perhaps to mercy, she thought, with the anger overborne in her by those throbbing pulses of motherhood that from her child's birth had set this man beyond and apart from her as something lost, by which had come a something better; as she strove to read his face, and an impulse of recurrent love moved her to cry— "You'd never have loved mine, but you'll let me love yours; it'l 1 harm neither you nor her, and I'll never try to spaak to her, and I could bear it all, tho baby's drowning, and Janet's going away, if only you'll let me stay;" the wrung spirit ot r the woman, the failing heart fluttered and sunk in her breast, like a dying bird, as she uttered her plea, might have moved him, as perchance it moved the nightingale above, who had ceased his song, shamed out of it by the throbbing passion of that human voice below. But there is not on earth so cold a hearth as that on which a hastily kindled lire lias flared up, and died out suddenly; it is only the steady growth, the warmth of years, that lingers long after the fire itself has ceased; as there is on e.arth nothing so cruel as a man to whom love is offered that he does not desire. "It is impossible," said Mr. Eyre, in that tone none had hitherto dared resist. "Your mere presence here is an outrage upon " he stopped abruptly, and the omission of Madcap's name, as one not to be spoken in her presence, stung Hester keenly, "She kissed mo, and you can't stain such lips as hers: and when she knew, she wanted to come to me. 'I must go to her—to Hester,' she said; he told me so—that she called me that, and yet her name's too good to be said before me— the shame's in the lips of those that speak—you can't shame 7iei'." "What you propose is madness," said Mr. Eyre calmly; "your presence here must be a perpetual annoyance to all concerned; you will be the object of doubt and suspicion to the village—a perpetual disgrace to LordLovel, whose relations with you would be misconstrued. You have conceived an extravagant fancy for one of my children —to gratify it, you would sacrifice the happiness of her whom you profess to honor; in short, by remaining, you lose all, and gain nothing." As he spoke, her heart grew cold— her long faithful reticence, her proud reserve from meddling with his happiness, her lonely life, in which she had so stanchily kept her vow to Frank; all these were unrecognized by him, did not even demand one word of kindness or of thanks, and to offer one's single jewel, and see it shrined high in honor, is other than to see it cast down contemptuously beneath the swine's feet. "It's nothing to you," she said, with that fierce mother-ring in her voice "If yon harm her, there may be." -"Then you would kill me?" "Ay, if it would save her misery." "God help her!" burst, out Hester, "for her punishm >nt is in yo.i, not ma." "And you remain.'" he said, calmly. "Yes—I can sianv. or I c.m die." "Die then!" he exclaimed; "you resolve to stay—on it so. YiKirfuii) L>o on your own" SUM.I.'' Job sliraiiA w «,.iiii himself ;-n iro.u a bitter wind :\s Mi-. Eyre, looking tijiui- errisrho is.ir it-it, parsed him u.s, but made a s.vp foi'iV if>! and was .ic.iny betrayed, w.'iim iloao^r, fu.iin^ oa her knees, sobbed out; ••I'll stay, but I'll never harm her, so helpniB Go;l! But I'll love the child, and it'a love me—though I'd have given up even that, if he'd said a word to show he rcniem ,ered." Aa Fi-uuk, who hud met >Ir. Eyre, approached, she rose trembling to her feet—smitten by a new remorse on the young fellow's behalf that turned her vows to sobs, as, led by him, she passed through the woods toward Marmiton; nnd even as Frank thanked God, thinking that nil had turned out well, and she behaved nobly, Hester was asking herself, with dim, prophetic instinct that chilled her blood, if renunciation would not hnvebroHirht her purer happiness, ti an that eagerly coveted joy that >4)i! snatched ntin tlelinnce of death itself. • o To be Coutinued. FARM NOTES. however cheap, if for the lions and , est, he had unconsciously contributed his little quota to the greatness ot the world— perchance, however humbly hero, his life had become "a piece of th everlasting heart of Nature itself;" an humbly a " the :ind no"worsened iii's'oul, if in bodily estate, was Frank Lovol that night as he pursued his way to the spot where he was to meet Hester, and conduct her to Mr. ''He' hardly noted outward things- how a nightingale's song was scattered like a necklace of pearls by the hideous vox humanaof the screech-owl; how strange creatures crossed his path, and strange scouts were given out on tho breeze (for the night hath its splendors, of which tho day knows nothing}—each moment he expected one of these trees that stood so still, yet seemed to move like ono of a giant army at his approach, to resolve itself into tho shape of a woman; and so, at the nearest point of approach to the village, did an oak- tree so resolve itself, and Heater's pale face sought his own. Frank felt her hand tighten on his, as he led her to the cleared apace in which Mr. Eyre was standing, his race and fmu-e fitfully revealed by the uncertain mooiilia-ht, and knew how in that mo- Sent shellad forgotten her dead child and its living likeness; how Madcap's kiss was to ifer faint and far away as she, saw bsfore her the man who had been to her tho all in all of her l.to, and KSiSS=SlleS ^^f^^™f^ ttou'ettmt Madcap never onlled him by-it had been used by others, and therefore"vas not lit for her lips-but one'other than the man for .wnom it AN AUTOCRATIC VALET. Avoid tiny food, musty or spoiling. Choose loan moat chicks when buying. Currant cuttings may now he advantageously made. September is the month for transplanting celery at the south. 1'ull np nil tietui stalks of plants from the flower-beds and keep them neat and trim. Keep the tomatoes well picked off the Tines. Every one should bo removed when ripe. Give the young slock good care and keep them growing steadily anil fust with proper feeding. Close planting on fairly rich land is required for a good crop of brush lit led for milking line brooms. Lending 'dairy authorities seem to be set in the belief that, it pays them to warm water for the milk eo\v. Asparagus heils can 1*0 made! in October to advantage and will be ready to start at the opening of spring, says Yiek. AVhut run you grow In a near proximity to market, that ennnot be sent to your ritu-ket from some distant point mill arrive in good order. alure can bo maintained, nnrt with good ventilation. As between a. dninp or •uot cellar nnd one extremely dry, the runner is the preferable place. which Madcap would have understood comes tardily, its footsteps beating on our hearts. b a name that lie has round "your neck, and go out into the ni; r ht to be haunted by them. If she didn't love him so, I'd take him away and make him love mo. I'd be happy; and I'm to give it all up because you want to be happy—and so you may 'be. But I must have a few crumbs; she'd not grudge them to me if she knew." Had Mr. Eyre in that moment aban - donod his life-long rule of force, to stoop to Jlnesse— could he have spoken one work of; kindness, or in any way treated her on that ground of common humanity which brings soul near to soul—he might have extracted from Hester any terms he pleased; but the power of uttering such a word, bring- in." about such an understanding was impossible to him. That fierce faithfulness to Madcap (more womanly than manlike) which made all other women superfluities in the world's creation, and tho existence of this one a direct menace and insult to her he idolized, hardened his heart to stone, as he replied, "There are other children in the world, adopt one; I will see that all arrangements for your comfort are made." "Comfort!" sno cried, passionately; "would comfort satisfy you if you had not her 1 /—Could you take some other body in your arms and love it as if it were her'/ Can any other child be to mo what this ono is, brother to my little baby, made in your image 1 / But I don't want him for that. 6'/te would not offer me comfort—she knew better; she said that he should luce mo, and I can't harm her by staying, and I'll stay." "To starve," said Mr. Eyre, "for from this moment I cease the allowance I made to you; remain, and your fate be upon your own head." "You mean to kill ma 1 /" she said, coming close to him in the half light, their eyes Hashing like crossed swords as they met; "then kill me now—I've done her no liana yet; but I may— there's no knowing where a sin '11 stop, and death's followed in the track of this one, and perhaps there's murder to fpl- tow-" Veiuuimrclmis Couldn't, Vlnlsli Ills Ciau\« Arittr His "Mnn" Siihl 11 Was liwt-Tlnu*. The old-fashioned valet or body-servant of a European gentleman enjoyed extraordinary privileges, says the Youth's Companion. Often ho gave himself the airs of the master, -while the master found it desirable to obey, more or less meekly. Beaiuarcluiis, a famous French author, had a servant, Autoiue by name, who hail long been iu Ms service, and against whose tyranny he seldom ventured to rebel. One evening, in his old age, the great man was engaged in a game of chess, when Antonio entered and said, souiowhat sharply, but respectfully: "Monsieur, it is 10 o'clock." "Very well, Autohie," the master answered; "but let me linish the game." "If you don't come now, monsiour, you Avill be tried tomorrow morning." "Oh, no,; I think not, Autoine." Ami being tired you will not want to get up." "Oh, yes, Autoine; I shall get up." "No, monsieur; you will not. got up." "All right, Aiitoino,; 1 will go hi x few moments." ' "And if you are not up, monsieur, at. the usual time, yon will derange your whole day." "Iu a minute, in a minute!" "And you will have no appetite for breakfast, monsieur." "Conio, now, let me finish this game. Can't yon see tho clock is fast?" "But the clock is slow, monsieur." "I toll you it is fast!" "The clock is slow, monsieur." "Now, now! The game is almost done, and then—" "But if tho game wore almost done you would not have so many pawns left, monsieur." "Autoiue, I should have been done already if you had let me alone." "But, I shall not let yon alone, monsieur." "I tell you I shall finish the game! Get out, Antonio!" "We will get out together, monsieur." Anloiue, I'm not a baby!" "You do not cry, mousiciu'. Aside from that, there is not much dil'ferer- ence." The dialogue went on in this way for some time. Beauninrchtiis, shrugging Ms slipulders, moved a pawn on the chess board, and then Antoino, bowing very low, and with a grout outward air of respect to the company, seized the board and tipped it over, dumping tho chessmen in a heap on tho tloor. Beainnarehais was on tho point of flying into a violent rage, but at the sight of his valet, who stood by, wearing an air of sweet humility joined with consciousness of duty nobly done, he burst into a fit of laughter and suffered himself to be led home and pnt to bed. The very next morning Beaumarchais was found dead in bed. Whether or not the excitement of this mild controversy with his valet hastened his death is not known. An tine, at any rate, was svire that ho had done his duty, and it. is quite possible that his care of the old gentleman had already prolonged his h'fe. I'ntuto <;ni\villli. It: is ilie study of the potato grower just new to keep the follajro of the potatoes a hrijrht green ns long :is possible, nnd when it turns to have it tlecny slowly. All tho time the top is dying tlu> tuber is securing more s:ip from It and is either growing or changing its immaturity to the ripeness Hint; the lovers of potatoes so much admire. The poor quality of potatoes of late years is more often the result of n suppression of this last o.Uk'o of the leaves to the tubers thiin it is to any other cause. Poultry Industry. Southern Fancier: The poultiy industry of tho country has Increased wonderfully in the last, year. Xew breeders have come to the front; by scores: new poultry journals have sprung into existence nnd the older journals have increased in circulation nnd patronage. All this argues well for the traile, which, some very foolish people imagine, mny be overdone. But, as the growth of the population in the United States keeps pace with the poultry industry, and the demand for fowls and eggs cannot, be supplied, as prices rule still' for market; poultry, especially, and eggs for food consumption nnd (ho arts. No, the poultry trade will never he overdone. In fact, it; is only iu its infancy. Wlit'lM! Do Shi-cp HrloilfV? American Farmer: They belong to every situation where, civilized beings belong. They adapt themselves to the most forlorn conditions, and taking characteristics in hannony with their environment, become as indigenous to the situation as do the human beings or wild nnimills that; mny bo found there. In a wild state, we are told, they are natives of hills and mountains. In the domestic stnto they have a. liking for the higher lands in Their pn.sf.nros'. This is due to different causes, and gives them special preference over other animals in the permanent fertilization of sterile hilltops and barren hillsides. Ood made them n.s the helpmate of man in agriculture as well ns civilization. OrowliiK Whcilt. ' Wheat, is commonly regarded ns the fanner's most reliable money crop, more, perhaps, from the fact that there is uniformly a good and ready demand for the grain in eash, nt whatever may be the market price, than because it is more protitable to the acre than'other Manilard farm crops. Often a crop of corn may bring more money to the a ere. but again there arc seasons when corn is comparatively low In price and so abundant as to be slow of sale; which is rarely the ease with wheat. Where the ground is Well prepared, nnd especially on soils Avoll adapted to wheat. I consider it; as safe a crop a3 one can raise; but, of course, we are hnble to unfavorable seasons When there may be a failure, even with the best husbandry. 1 would drill wheat hi early, and in general 1 believe a little tertili/er may be used to advantage, more for the purpose of giving the plants n. good start, so that they may become well rooted and pass through the winter safely, then with any ex- 1 relation of a large increase in the nmount. of grain, provided the land has Milllclont natural fertility to nurish the crop. On a well prepared soil from live to six peeks of clean seed to the acre will be enough, and if covered two Inches deep during September a fairly remunerative crop may be expected, without expending a large amount of artificial fertilizers. Itcntrmlx-r. That it. is no use to ring bells nnd beat; pans to make the bees light when (iiey swarm. Bees have, no ears nnd cannot hear, make as much no'se as yon may. They are susceptible of vibrations and jars but not to noise. Better keep (inlet and get tho hive ready for them. It is n. good plan to sprinkle i, swarm liberally with water after they light before hiving them. To move the hive in which you have put a swarm the Jlrsl; night, or the bees will go back to where It stood. Better still, put them in a hive where you wish them to remain. To wateli the new swarms as well as the old hives. Often they till the hive iu a, week or ten days and unless given supers they will remain Idle or swarm again. To see that all hives have sutlicleut surplus arrangements. Then if you do not; got some honey this season, you are either in a very bad locality or are a. very poor apiarist. That; a, swarm will not hang very long on a. warm day in the nun without leaving. That bees need some attention, and unless you give it and at tha right time, you cannot expect; success. . That honey should not be taken off the hives until ripened and scaled. That; it should not be left on after it is ready to be taken off, if yon wish tho more salable article. That, after it; is taken off It; should be kept in n warm, dry place. That tho honey marketed earliest this season will bring the most money, all other things being equal. INVENTIONS. Discovery of Some oT tho Valuable Now in Use. The first patent for sewing machines was granted to Weiseuthal, in England, in 1755. The steam engine was known 120 B. C. The lirst perfect engine was made by Watt, 1704. Calico printing was lirst executed by the Dutch in 1070; first made iu England in 1771. The bagpipe, the favorite Scotch and Italian instrument, was invented In Greece 200 B. C. Window glass was used in Italy in churches in the Eleventh century, in English houses in 1557. Gas was lirst made from coal by Clayton, 1739, and was lirst used for illumination in 1702. Paper from rags was made in A. D. 1000, tho lirst linen paper in 1319, and from strow in 1800. Chain shot wore the invention of Do Witr, the great Dutch admiral. They were lirst used in 1000. Watches were lirst made in Nurem- bnrg in 1477, and were called "Nurem- burg animated eggs." Air brakes were invented by George Westlnghoiiso in 1809, and subsequently often Improved. The daguerreotype was invented by Daguerre, and the first miniatures were produced iu 1838. Playing cards were invented for tho nniuseincment of the crazy king, Gtorles VI., of France, in 1380. liuildliiK !> ('oinpo.st. lli'up. Market gnrduers know the value of compost heaps, but farmers have not as much experience in this line as they should have, according to Farm Life, which says: By composting it nil, stable and barnyard manure can be put in more available shape and be applied to bettor advantage directly to the crop than it can be iu ordinary form. 2 good way to build a compost, heap is to lay a foundation of thick sods, making the basis of such length and wdth as seems desirable. Put down sods say to a depth of six inches, then cover them with :i layer of manure half as deep. Continue with alternate layers until the pile is live or six feet deep. Then linish with a basin in the centre, and pour water into this until the entire mass is well soaked. Fermentation will soon take place and assist in the decay of organic matter. After a few weeks cut tlio pile down from one end with a. spade and throw it over, and repeat the operation at least once before using. A few months will suffice to give n line mass of rich compost heap is, of course, early in the autumn. S. IT. P., Ohio: Just at what period in their growth apples should be picked from the tree depends so much on tho variety and the season na to make it difficult to determine in nil cases. On this point farmers differ considerably in their practice. There is a strong inducement to gather them early before many have fallen to the ground, and some believe that those picked while they are a little green will keep better than if allowed to remain longer on the ' tree. Others, referring to choir owi experience, show that upon the whole, while they .may not gather as many barrels, the crop will be more saleable and bring more money if picked then more mature but not overripe and ready to drop from the tree. So far as tho keeping of tho fruit is concerned, I believe more depends on the apples are handled at the picking and their treatment; afterwards than upon a few days' difference in the gathering. A. drop into the basket hard enough to cause a bruise in an apple will produce rot soon nl'lter It is packed away. Leaves and twigs should be carefully excluded, and the apples well pressed down so there will be no shaking of Uie fruit when the barrels arc moved. These should bo stored, if possible, in a place where a uniforiuly cool tenaper- THE HOUSEHOLD. <il<»anli>KH. Trying to kill with the tongue is as bad as doing it; with a club. Kvery good man gives a living emphasis to his pastor's sermons. It is only the body that grows old. The soul will remain young forever. Yon will do good, loss by what you say or do,' or even give, than what you nre. Whenever n. man starts out to become free in his own way, lie sells himself into deeper slavery. TCvory man makes a terrible mistake who chooses for himself instead of letting God choose for him. People who fish for compliments do not need long lines. They will get iheir best; bites in shallow water. Wo are tremendously at tho mercy of our characters. If what we fray is not. backed by onr character it is powerless. How much easier it is to sit in the shade and tell onr friends what we intend to do, than it is to go out in the sun and do it. The longing soul is always the loving soul. "He satislietu the longing soul, and filleth the hungry soul with good- i ess." Melvill: Tho harp of the human spirit never yields such sweet music as when Us framework is most shattered and if. strings most torn. A man that puts himself on the ground of moral principle, if the whole world be against him, is mightier than all of them. A man ought not to fear being in minorities so that minorities arc based upon principles. ~ ,i Sinn's l^lt'e. Man's life means tender teens, teachable twenties, tireless tlurties, fiery forties, forcible lit ties, serious sixties, snored seventies, aching eighties, shortening breath, death, the sod, God! Now. Now is the syllable ever ticking from the clock of time. Now is the watchword of the wise. Now is on the banner of the prudent. Let us always l - e-ep this little word In our mind, and whenever anything presents itself to us in true shape of work, whether mental or physical, let us do it with all our might, remembering that UOAV is the time for ns. It 'is, indeed a sorry way to get through tho world by put- tug off a duty till tomorrow, saying, •then I will do it." Xo! This Avill never answer. Now is ours; then may uoyev Ue. Church bells were made by Paulinos, an Italian bishop, to drive away de* vuons, about 400 A, D.
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