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jHBtg iJItgjgB MIS MOINBS;_. AMONA IOWA, WEDNESDAY MAY 24, 1899 There was a slight touch upon my arm, my wounded arm, aa It chanced, that lay beneath the blanket, a touch that sent a pang like the piercing of a hot iron through it, and a sweet voice said: "Can I do anything for you, my poof man? The surgeon will be here immediately, and I thought it beat to waken you." it added, as I opened my eyes upon that neat, quiet little figure which I had long before seen. The recognition was mutual. "Captain Hale!" "Mrs. Dumarcle!" "I did not expect to see you here!" a mutual exclamation, and there waa time for no more, for the surgeon, followed by his assistant with a hideous paraphernalia, had come. Then followed an awful hour. I think I received n full idea of the mean- Ing of the word torture during its passage. At last they left me, the ball extracted and the arm bandaged, but . utterly exhausted by pain, long fasting and want of sleep. I did not wake until the following morning and then to an Intolerable pain and smarting in my arm. The bandage seemed like a ligature, and there was a burning, as of hot iron, from finger ends to shoulder. I was writhing with the torture, and feeling Strangely weak and powerless when she came to me. Her voice roused me from my trance of agony. "Can I do anything for you, Captain Hale?" she said, in those quiet, even tones that were a sedative in themselves. "Yes, thank you. Send some one to loose my bandage—my arm is intolerable." "I will do it myself. I know how perfectly;" and before I could utter an expostulation she had my arm tenderly in her little hands, and was deftly removing the bandage and loosing the folds. She hurt me very badly, but there was something soothing in her touch that made me bear it without much shrinking. "Your arm is badly swollen, but I think that will be better." she said, at length, as she gently disposed the wounded limb above the blanket. "I ^will go to the office and procure a lotion for you." And with the word she was gone. I had been greatly relieved, and could think of something besides my suffer- •ings. And my thoughts went back as I followed the quaint little figure with my eyes to the time I had seen it last, and in such different surroundings. It was five years before at a grand ball, at the house of one of the diplomatic corps, in Washington, that I saw Helen Dumarcle, a bride. As a child I had known her well, and had mot her once or twice as she grew to womanhood, when she paid rare but welcome visits to my sisters. We renewed our acquaintance then, and she Introduced me to her husband, a splendid-looking young officer—a South Carolinian of French-Huguenot descent. I was pleased with his grand, courtly manner, and Helen seemod equally proud of him. Her father's reverses had made her a governess in the Southland there Bha met Paul Dumarcle. I heard that the Dumarcies fell the marriage a misalliance, but I think Paul Dumarcle did not feel that ho had condescended In marrying the pretty little creature who hung upon bis arm. i She was splendid that night—in some rich dress from her trousseau— I am not a man milliner to describe it —with the soft gleam of pearls in her golden hair and a necklace, with a igreat .emerald blazing amid the lucent g>earls that surrounded it, upon her tiosom. She was too little to bear -much bravery of dress, and with all ;her splendor I thought I had seen her ;look better in the pretty muslins that suited our village gatherings afar in -.the old New England home. I had scarcely heard from her since, HWLEN WOULD OFTEN TAKE MY THROBBING HAND IN HERS. for my life had been one of roaming and excitement, afar from old associations. But what a change! I cou?d even now scarcely realise it. Where was Dumarcie? Surely he had gone with the South in this war! And yet how came she here, a nurse in this Union hospital? Still in the maze of thought, I saw her coming back with the surgeon by her side. The poor fellows on their cots raised themselves to look at her as she passed back, and fell back smiling it she but glanced at them kindly, pjp spoke a few wprfls Jo that wonder- fyUy calming voice. The surgeon lopked grave as he saw »y aym/ H. e pve W* order* rapldl" ftnd 1 could see a shade pass over Mrs Dumal-cie's face as she listened. Sh followed him Just out of earshot, a he moved away, aha spoke to him earnestly, tils parting words only reached my ear. "As he ia a friend of yours, certain ly. The room is empty, and, as the fever is coming on, he will, of course be more comfortable where pure air can be obtained. Give your own or ders, If you please, for I am too busy just now to attend to it." ''Do you think you could bear being moved upstairs?" Helen Dumarcie said, coming back to me. "There la an empty room I shall have prepare: for you; but first you must have your breakfast. Do you feel hungry?" She spoke in a quiet, matter-of-fact way, as If she had been all her life a nurse in a hospital, and then sho went away and presently brought me a dainty mesa of something that she said I must eat, because she had cooked it with her own hands. I had no appetite, but I tried to eat, because she bade me, and something of the weary sense of exhaustion left me when I had finished. About noon men came, and with Helen to superintend, lifted my cot and carried me away to the quiet, lone upper room that had been prepared for me. When they had gone Helen bustled in, smilingly, and introduced to my notice a big, shiny-looking contraband, who gave my tired senses a first impression of mingled patent-leather boots and piano keys, who, she said, would stay with me all the time, and take care of me when she was obliged to be absent. Then she said something to him apart about "erysipelas" and "giving the medicine regularly." I remember feeling an air of comfort I WAS PLACED ON THE FATAL TABLE. in the clean, bare room and a delicious sense of quiet, after the roar of battle and the sounds of pain and anguish that had been ringing in my ears ever since I was wounded. Then followed a blank, whether of sleep or delirium I know not, with occasional intervals of waking, always to intolerable pain and burning in my arm, in my whole side, with a ringing in my cars and a fevered restlessness entirely beyond my control. Through my dreams flitted Helen, now In the sheen of pearls and satin, now in plain hospital garb. Time passed in this strange, dreamlike existence, that was peopled Ijy many another sight, scenes borrowed from the fury of battle, the sudden terror of attack, quiet mountain bivouacs and picket stations under the stars, ou drear plains that seemed stretched to mysterious, unending distances, in the Ehadowy light. Helen would often come In, sit beside my cot and take my throbbing hand in hers. Sometimes she was accompanied by a sweet-faced Sister of Charity—one of those angels of mercy, whose presence in army hospitals ia familiar to all wounded soldiers, and whose ' gentle ministrations have ecothed the agony of many a dying hero, I know that I was carefully tended, but all care could not prevent what followed. One morning I was lifted from my cot and placed upon the fatal table. When they placed me In my bed again the arm was gone, and with it tho awful burning pain, and much of the danger that had threatened my life. It was not long, then, before I emerged from the shadowy semi-delirium in which my days and nights in that quiet chamber had been passed. I began to recognize and identify Jem, the shiny contraband, as something tangible; to feel amused at his quaint ways, and odd, indistinct mode of speech; and to feel pleased when he answered my dim smile by a hearty guffaw and a fearful display of the piano keys And I began to mako Helen's visits the events of iny monotonous life; to watch for her at her accustomed hours, and to sink back, every nerve soothed and muscle relaxed, in the deeps of a measureless content when she caine. I had lost my arm, my gcod.right arm, a poor man's emblem of power to do and dare, and which was all that stood between me and the cold world's charities. And yet I was strangely happy. Gradually, with strength, my thoughts came back to the Interests of Jife. I had many brief talks with Helen, but they had been chiefly of our old home; she had never alluded to herself, nor told me why she was there. It had been enough, in my illness, to know that, however she came, she was there, aud I getting well in her care—and Jem'a; for I will not be ungrateful whatever else I &»• But at last I came to wonder at this, though I dared ash no question. Thinking thus, I spoke aloud, as one Bopetinw does in musing, quite unaware that I ted (|c,ne so, till Jem, crouching py the window i» the full rays of t*W SUB, answered me. "WJiat can have become of Captain pumarcie?" <Je»d," w&s Jem's, »». ewer; "killed down to Newbara last year." "You knew him, then?" 1 cried, startled, being unaware, you see, till he spoke that I had uttered my though aloud. "Yah! yah!" burst out Jem, "reckon I did, marster; used to "long to him me an' all my folks." "You! Paul Dumarcle's slave! And Helen's now?' "No, sir. Miss Helen never woulc own wedem. Tell us to go North, and when she cum I stick to her close, you bet. But I 'sped I own myself, now, replied Jem with another laugh and a mixture of negro patois and Yankee slang In his speech. "You do, of course, Jem," for his last remark was half question; "there are no slaves here. But was Captain Du- marcie in the army?" "Yns, sir. 'Long of the. Confederates. When he killed, Mies Helen come North to get his body, and, oh. how she weep when she find he been burled many days! She nebber go back any more. She been here ebber since, and Jem with her." "Ah!" I said. "But I am very thirsty. Will you bring me a drink, Jem?" I would not question a servant, but I had received Information enough to think about for one day. Helen was a widow, then! How lonely she was, and what a hard, hard life after the years of luxury she had enjoyed in her southern home! A few days afterward, whan I was nearly well enough to be discharged. Helen spoko to me of herself. She told me of the dreadful parting that was final. Of her journey northward when tidings of her husband's death camo, and finding only the grave where his mutilated remains were laid days bo fore. "My little Phillip died but a month before," she said, "and I had no longer any tie to bind me. My dream of love and home was past. Stern, sorrowful realities presented themselves. Intelligent nurses were wanted, and I resolved to take my place among them. My life Is dedicated to the work." "But, Helen, you need not sacrifice your life. You are looking pale and worn. When my mother comes to take me home, go with us. You know how welcome you will be." "I thank you, Charley," she answered, as if something in my words lad recalled our youth, calling me by .he old, familiar name, "but my work s here; I cannot leave it. After the war is over, pe/naps, if I live till then—" Her tone was very sad, but she ooked up aa she paused, and a touch- ng smile, full of resignation and hope, dawned over the marble pallor of her face. She rose up and went away. When my mother came sho added jer entreaties to mine, and even some- hlug of tho authority which her age and long friendship justified. But : ielen, with warm thanks, put her aside, as she had done me. Her work was there, she Bald; aha could not eave It. And so we left her to her mtic-nt rounds and mournful duties. I went home a crippled man. No more of outward striving life for me, no dreams and successes, no ambitions o be realized. The future seemed a drear blank. I fell into a morbid state —thoughts introverted self prominent, bitter, uncharitable, unreasoning. I upposed I was grateful to Helen, but often found myself wishing she had et me die. And, as I could not yet hold a pen in my left hand, I made hat an excuse for not writing to her, vhen either of my sisters would gladly have writtpn for me, and often did vrite on their own account, and hanked her over and over again for reserving to them the brother, who md been too sullen and bearish to eserve such kindness ever since his eturn. Helen answered briefly—her Ime was so occupied—but she said ittle about herself. It came upon us ail with a great hock, then, when, about two months fter my return home, tho papers nought us tidlnga of her death. Faithful to the end, she had never eft her post, even to die. When she ould no longer resist her weakness nd disease she lay down in the great, are room, and upon the very cot I .ad laid on to die. There poor, falth- ul Jem watched her, with all a wom- n's tenderness, to the last, and kind, i. DAIRY AND POULTRY "MASTER PAUL'S DEAD," WAS JEM'S ANSWER. hough stranger friends, of her own ex, gathered round her. Her burden .ad been too heavy for her, but she ad borne it well, and her monument is n a hundred warm hearts that will Iways beat quicker with love and ratitude whenever her uame is men- loned or their thoughts revert to her- INTERESTING CHAPTERS FOR OUR RURAL READERS. How Socceiifol Farmerg Operate fhi Department ot the Farm—A Few HlntK a* to the Care of Live Stock and Ponltry. Oo»tly Ulble. The most costly book in the Royal ibrary at Stockholm is a Bible. It s said that 180 cases' skins were used or its parchment leaves, Thar* are 00 pages of writing, and each page alls but one inch abort of being a. yard n length, -phe covers are'wlty «UT inches thick. ^ A New Xork Poultry Farmer. About a year ago a report was given of Henry Van Dreser's poultry farming. You were told of the high price he got for his eggs, all of them going to one grocer on Fifth avenue, New York. It was reported also how many hens he intended to have laying this winter, and that all the eggs were contracted at a fancy figure to one dealer. The report seemed almost Incredible, but the business goes right on all the same, and the money ia rolling in, writes T. B. Terry to Practical Farmer. Mr. Van Dreser is one of the N. Y. Institute force and a man who succeeds when he undertakes anything. He paid for a large, nne farm, and made ills mark in tne worlu by breeding Holsteins. A few years ago he became interested in the poultry business. He says they always kept hens, but they never watered tuein in winier, nor did they feed them properly. Tne lien house was cola aua nuuy. it was not cleaned out for years at a time, and ihelr Hens were ail age«. They uid not get any eggs in wiiuer. When he determined to make a change, and take care of the poultry, they nrst dressed tne entire lot, oiu und young, aud sent them to market, ilien lUty buugut a Hoy-egg incubator. .Next 'MO eggs were procured from an expert, Tuey paid $20 lor theue, as they wanted to start with the best money could uuy. Mr. Van Dreser says he could not afford to bread up the old mixed stock tney had, but desired to take advantage of all that hail been done in this line. The eggs came l)y express. They were allowed to rest H4 hours after tiiey arrived before hey were put in tne incubator. The ttfth day tney were taken out and :ested. The Infertile ones were saved to feed to the young chickens later on. Of course the eggs. were turned eacn flay alter wards. The 18th day, along toward night, the chickens uegau to pick their way out of tlie shells. This poultry business was started by Mr. Van JJreser partly on account of a. boy :hey were bringing up, and he and ttie joy sat up all night, so interested were they, watching the chickens hatch out. All of them were.out by the lath day. They were left in the incubator 24 hours. The chickens hatched out numbered 87 to each 100 eggs, in this first trial of the incubator; 76 of these were raised, that is, 76 grown chickens were obtained from each 100 eega bought. In due time the little chickens were transferred to a brooder, ot course. The first Incubator was used n the house cellar. This caused the fire Insurance company to cancel their policy. But Henry says they didn't propose to be stopped by any such ittle matter. They went 'ahead, but vere particularly careful about lire. Having such good results the first Ime, Mr. Van Dreser was anxious to ncrease the business rapidly, and alked the matter over with his riends. Mr. Geo. A. Smith, the dairy expert, begged of our enthusiastic riend to go slow; and he did, al- hough it was hard work for him. He elt his . way along gradually, study- ng and learning all he could. The econd year another incubator was >ought, and brooder to match. And till they prospered in this new under- aking. They built a two-story house or the hatching and brooding of the ittle chicks. It IB 40x45 feet. The usement has a cement floor and there ho incubators are used, four of them now. Three have a capacity of 300 ggs each, and one of 200. They In- end to get another next spring. The rooders are in the second story. There re four of them, three of 300 chicks apacity and one of 200. The chicks re kept In these, with the little runways attached, for three or four weeks. Mr. Van Dreser says the irooders will keep the number of hicks they are rated for that long afely, and then the chickens need more room, aa they are growing. An ducated expert, a graduate of Corell University, has charge of the usiness now. It has grown to be so arge that one man'a constant atten- lon is needed. They are now arrang- ng a system of outdoor brooders to ransfer the young chicks to'from the rooding house. How many laying ens do you suppose they have this /inter? Twenty-three hundred. Yes, single hen house, built last season, o make room for their growing busi- ess, is 865 feet long, 15 feet wide and Mi feet high. The apartments inside re 15x15, with wire netting for divl- lon walls. Nine tons of Portland ement was used to make the floor f this one building. So perfectly is tie building constructed that it never ets freezing cold inside. In the center f this long building a single large oom is built two stories high, which dds to the looks very much and makes an office where the books are kept and the business matters attended to. There Is a stove in this of course. I asked Mr. Van Dreser if he considered this system of hatching and raising chickens better than the old way. "Oh, yes," he said, "altogether. You see, good laying hens, such as we want, are too nervous, too unstable, too changeable minded to trust with a nest of eggs. If one will follow directions carefully the incubator and brooder will beat any hons. Improvement In W«tter» Herd*. The way the western range men are doing business in the matter of improving their herds is opening tb« «yes of the eastern and south- eastern email farmer who combined stock raising with bis farming opera-. tions, says Dakota Farmer. The biff stock raisers of the west are constantly going east and southeast for th«lr bulls and they secure the best animals, leaving the second rate bulls for the farmers In those sections. They can afford to take the best and pay a high price for what they get, If quality is commensurate, for they have large numbers of breeding cows In their herds, but it does not often occur that the small farmer can make the same sort of transactions, for he has but a few head of'females and cannot make ends meet If he pays as high a price as do the western stockmen. The result Is as would be expected— the western herds have the finest bulls and the quality of the whole herd Is good, and all the time It is being graded up. The small eastern herds are either standing still or retrograding in quality. As a consequence the western cattle am topping the markets when properly fattened and finished. of Milk. Feeds -do affect the flavor, but flavor and digestibility are different factors, and we have no proof at the present time that milk from a healthy animal fed on clean feed is in any way affected as to its digestibility by any feed or combination of feeds, says Hoard's Dairyman. The same objection that is made to cotton-seed meal has also been raised against ensilage, but Mr. H. B. Gurler, who IB supplying Chicago with a grade of milk especially used by children and invalids, uses silage freely. If care is taken to use feeds that are free from strong flavors, or if high. flavored foods are fed after the animals are milked, the milk will have no other than its natural sweet flavor —provided that precautions are taken as to the cleanliness of the animal, stable and vessels holding the milk. That there is a difference In tho digestibility of milk 'from Individual cows Is well known to every doctor. It frequently happens that several animals have to be tried before one Is found whose milk is suited to the stomach of a delicate child. We have not yet, however, arrived at the point where we can say that any clean food, such as cotton-seed meal, or other feeds of like nature, makes the casein of tho milk loss digestible, and that Its use should be discontinued in consequence. At the same time it should be recognized that any food, if given in such quantities as to affect the health of the animal, will In many cases cause the milk to become unfit to use. Dairy Notes. The passage of the Dunlap-Lyona pure food bill by the Illinois legislature gives the consumers and producers of dairy products in Illinois some hope that they will be enabled to get some protection against frauds in tho form of adulterations and preservatives. The thing that is now needed is to have a commissioner appointed that will discharge his duties with regard to public interests. The task lias become almost herculean by reason of the long years of delay. Illinois has proved a rich territory to be worked in the interests of every manufacturer of so-called preservatives as well as for the manufacturers of spurious butter. Give us men that have the energy and honesty that present circumstances require. * * * The shipment of butter is almost a science in Itself. By reason of too little-thought In this regard the shippers of butter frequently suffer considerably. If a man is to send forward a ;ood deal of butter of different qualities it is very necessary for the description of his goods to be such that t will be understood by the commission man to whom they are shipped or by other customers. If it happens hat two qualities are in the same )atch, the whole is likely to be judged by either the good or the bad. If it is udged by the bad, the price he receives will be low. If It is Judged by the good, then the bad butter may spoil a good customer. It is best not o try to deceive the commission man or any customer. * * * The state of Washington has Just 3Ut into operation & law that will certainly prove effective if it is properly nforced. It provides for a state brand for both butter and cheese. The cheese Is to be labelled Washington 'ull Cream cheese and 1 can be made only from whole milk and must con- .ain not less than 30 per cent of but- er fat. No cheese is to be made con- :ainlng less than 15 per cent of but- er fat. Filled cheese will be sup- >ressed with an Iron hand. A uniform )utter brand stenell reading "Wash- ngton Creamery Butter" is to bo is- ued to the creameries and no ^butter made outside of the state can have tho ise of this stencil. One good point about the new law is that It prohibits 'he buying of oleomargarine by any itate institution. This will put a stop o the use of oleo In the poor houses and other institutions of like charac- er. All milk dealers in cities, of over L.OOO Inhabitants must have licenses. Process butter may be made, but must be marked "Renovated Butter." Utilizing Skim-Milk.— Skim-milk has leretofore been almost a waste product in many creameries. It has not >een utilized to the advantage of either he creameryman or patron, its value or feeding purposes has been almost mtirely destroyed, and the farmer who offered it to his calves or pigs felt almost ashamed of himself to think he would provide such unwholesome, miserable rations for their use. But with better enlightenment on this subject and facilities for doing it in better shape, they are beginning to utilize iklm-mllk in such a way that many of the farmers now consider it worth rom lp to 20 cents per nundred for ceding purposes alone.— Blglu Report. AN ANCMEftt DWELLING. Said to Be the Oldtut stone Hong* IA New Eoelnntf. The ancient 'dwelling house In the town of Guitford, known as the "Old Stone House," Is the oldest house in this state, and it is also said to be the oldest stone house in New England. A bill is pending in the legislature pro- ' viding for the purchase of the house by the state from its present owner, Mrs. Sarah B. Cone of Stockbridge, Mass., a lineal descendant of Rev. Henry Whitfleld, the builder and original owner. It is proposed to preserve the old landmark and convert it into a historical museum. The following description of the house is taken from Smith's "History of Gullford": "This bouse was erected by Rev. Henry Whitfleld, both for the accommodation of his family and as a fortification against Indians. It Is the oldest stone dwelling house now standing In New England. This house waa kept in its original form until 1863, when it underwent such a renovation as to change to some extent its interior arrangement.although the north wall and large stone chimney are substantially the same as they have been for over two centuries. It is said that the first Guilford marriage was celebrated in it, the wedding table being garnished with pork and pease. According to tradition, the stone of which this house was built was brought by the Indians on handbar- rows across the swamp from Griswold rock, a ledge about 80 rods east of the house. It consisted of two stories and an attic. At the southeast corner of the second floor there was a singular embrasurfl commanding the approach from the south and west, and evidently made for defensive purposes. In the atti« were two recesses, evidently intended as places of concealment."—Hartford Courant. Rnin is often a groat, development of character. Six Thousand Miles of Hivllroad. It may be interesting to note the following statement of mileage of the new York Central, leased and operated lines, which shows the total miles of track east of Buffalo as 6,114.81. It is, of course, generally known that some of the western lines have a, greater mileage, but their tracks • run through a number of sparsely settled states, while the trackage of the New * York Central and leased lines is all in the densely populated States of New York and Pennsylvania, accommodating, by Its numerous trains, millions of passengers each year. Here is the mileage of the New-York Central leased and operated lines: New York Central and branches.... Sl'J.45 New York & Harlem 135.90 Spuyten Duyvll & Port Morris K.Ot New York & Putnam 61.21 Troy & Greenbush 6.00 Mohawk & Malone and branches.. 181.50 Rome, Watertown & Ogdensburg and branches 624.35 Carthage & Adirondack 4K.10 Gouverneur & Oswegatchie .-.. 13.05 New Jersey Junction 4.S5 West Shore and branches 495.20 Beech Creek and branches 157.38 Walkill Valley 32.SS Syracuse, Geneva & Corning and branches 6-1.82 Fall Brook and branches 10U.70 Pine Creek 74.80 Tlvoli Hollow 1.13 St. Lawrence & Adirondack 5G.4U Terminal Railway of Buffalo 11.00 Total' 2,S«a.S6 Miles of track 4,453.83 Miles of siding l,060.as Total number of miles of track and siding 6.114.81 —Buffalo Express, ^.prll 6, 1899. Moon's Mountains. It has been ascertained that one of the mountains of the moon is 36,000 feet high, while several are upward of 30,000 feet_htjrTi Compound locomotives. A dozen or more of the 45 consolidation compound freight locomotives, recently ordered for use on the southwestern division of the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad, are in service and are giving splendid satisfaction. On the Mississippi division they have increased the train haul 40 per cent over the old line. When the grade reductions are completed the improvement will be even more noticeable. The- compound ten wheel passenger engines have developed unexpected pull- Ing power and unusual speed. How His Head Waa. A passenger on a Cunard steamships had an experience which led her to believe that a seaman Is not apt to waste many thoughts on his personal troubles. The sailor who brought her to. this opinion had a fall which/, resulted in a bad cut on the heatj? the second day out. She was solicitous in her inquiries as to his welfare when she saw the captain that nigM, and. would undoubtedly have continued her sympathy had not a rough seal called her to mind her own sufferings,. Four days later, when she emerged white and weak, from her stateroom" she suddenly remembered the poor Bailor. "Haw is your h_«ad?" she, asked, as he passed by hesr, bent on some duty. "West by south, ma'am" If,i e S y .' d f !ivei - ed -* ll »reB B eci- I Oklahoma Offers Opulent Opportunities i «s . i Address Ce; CHICAGO. ^»w«w^

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