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Durham Review (1897), 5 Mar 1903, p. 7

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ty ‘Oka Et e« né 4s Bake ze publia} Of hOu r a Dea C1m severe escapes, xn and lives by G€ L bs a by Will be ther NHOLD buil W vay w ITAIN, Â¥t 4J A T1 Dige b C th steamsi» » bour D Â¥ i 119 mo;y>n nortine by the eb up 0 «City along that a lost . Asnore 0C % mos Prst Myrtle Coirage siuou on the nrow of the hill, the garden below it, the valley lower stiil, and it was perâ€" haps the prettiest little garden in all Barelield. Just now it was rich wiath all the glory of the June roses, which with the pinks filled the air with perfume. The roses and the rest A the flowers were Elaine‘s charges, arml nearly all her spare time was «pent in this little floral paradise, in which she was, though she knew it mot, the most beauteous flower + them ali. She had intended when she came oa1 to do quite a good hour‘s gan demng, but after she had cut a handâ€" fot of roses for the dinner table she began to feel disinclined for _ more sorous work. The valley beneath her was lying in the evening sunâ€" ight, like a vignette of Birket Fosâ€" ter‘s , the rippie of the stream, the soft sough of the leaty branches, the ianguorous song of the birds, seemed to ery "Come!" invitingly, and afâ€" ter a moment or two of irresolution, she took up a book and went down the narrow path which wound from the garden aown the hillside. 4 It was a voume of Gabriecl Rosâ€" actli‘s pocms. Tiey are very beautiâ€" ful ; their music is perfect, their senâ€" timent full of tuman passion. But you imust â€" have lovedâ€"and, alas ! have gulferedâ€"to thoroughiy underâ€" «‘saul and appreciate them, and to Haino the full meaniog of the exquis ito lyries was as yet a sealou book. Love, love, it was all love! _ What was this love for which men gladiy dJGed ; and womenâ€"harder still!â€"won, st, and still lived ? ‘She let the volume sink on her lap, ind looked dream.dy at the stream. vo, it was all a mystery to her, and pist comprehensgion. She had not yet on the man whose face could cause nor hoourl to thrill, whose voice could muke the subtle music within her «rs of which this poet spoke. _ Perâ€" wips whe never shoulid meet him ; perâ€" naps she would go all through life without knowing what it all meant. Sho looked up with something like a sigh, and suddenly the peosive exâ€" pression on her face fled, and gave place to that look of reserve which hul s successfully kept her admirers at arm‘s length. _ t C A man was coming down the narâ€" row path from the cottage, and Claino saw that it was Captain Sherâ€" win. fhe sat foar a moment or two watching him, with her lips comâ€" proessed and the dark brows drawn traight over her ayes, as was their wout when she was thoughtful or disâ€" pleasod ; then she picked up the book niwl, «pringing to her feet, walked quickly along the bank of the stream. She knew that if she had remained where she was for a few moments longer he would have reached a "I daresay I could get some trout," she sail to herself, for among her other accompiisnments Elaine threw a capital fly ; "but I feel too lazy even for that." per, it is not difficult to be happy on a June evening, when all nature eries anloud in heavenly music, "I am ho summer! Kejoice in me, and be 1 Pure, Rich, KRed Blood and Strong Nerves. You can always tell angaemic men aad women. They are pale, weak s@d languidâ€"the victims of headâ€" uches and backaches, easily tired ud _ always averse to exertion. "tey can‘t eat, or they can‘t digest what they do eat. Their unstrung anerves kill sleep; their temper is irâ€" rtiable ; their vitality vanishes. And it ali comes from poor blood and usstruag nerves. You: canr promptly banislb anaemia by enriching your Liood and toning up your nerves with Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pilis. They briog good appetite, sound sleep, bright spirits and perfect health. They are incomparably the greatâ€" est Bealthâ€"giting medicine that sciâ€" ence has yet discovered. All over the world, â€" gratelul , people prove the trauth of those statements. Miss i. M. Tuckey, Oxdrift, Ont.. says : "I &» not know what would have wcome of me had it not been. for Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pilis. My blood scomi=l to bave turned to water, and I was troubled with headaches, diztiness and _ general prostration. Ezentually. I became so weak I To ise! l..zy one must be tolerably bappy, and noetwithstandicg the maâ€" jor s chronic state o. hardâ€"upp.sbhuess, 0d the butcher and baker, Elaine foll happy tuis evening. tiven youth id parfeoct health, and a aweet temâ€" zlad Erentually, I became so ‘WEeBR i; could scarcely move about. I tried / several medicines, but they did not help me. Then I was advised to iry Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills, and I soon began to find great benefit fram them, and after taking them Lor a few weeka all my old strength and health returned." Don‘t waste time and money ex-{ perimenting . with other medicines, | when Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills o will / surely make you well. You can get' them from any dGealer in medicine,| or post paid, at 50c. per box, or six boces for $2.50, by wrfi% diâ€" rect to the Dr. Wiliiams e (xx, Brockville, Ont. Finine reached the bottom of the hnil, and, going to a favorite nook at the foot ol the trunk of a huge oak which overhung the stream, she opâ€" ened hert book. > THE SECRET OF HEAL bhe sfamdard of qualdy It was not because she particularly disliked him that sbhe avoided him. She neither liked nor disliked him, For all her sweetness of disposition, Elaine was slow to make friends, and this Captain Sherwin was almost a stranger. The major had made his acquaintance at the club, and had brought him to the cottage once or twice, and the captain had made himâ€" self very agreeable; so agreeable, that Elaine had almost been inclined to reproach hersell{ for not liking him very much. He was a tall, goodâ€" looking young fellow, with fair hair and a yellow moustache, which Bridâ€" et would have pronounced "goldâ€" ing." He had small, delicate hands and feet. and a smileâ€"once or twice Elaine fancied that it was because of his smile that she could not like bim as well as he, no doubt, deserved ; and yet most persons thought Capt. Sherwin‘s smile a very pleasant one. _ And his voice, especialiy when he spoke to Elaine, was soft _ and persuasive. His gyes, too, were of a good blue, but they had an uncomâ€" fortable trick of seeking the ground when he spoke to one, and even when they met you glance to glance, wereâ€"well, not exactly shifty, but restless and uneasy. P point on the hill from which hbe must have seen her, and she did not want to be seen by Captain Sherwin. Fhe walked quickly along _ the bank, her brows drawn straight over her lovely eyes, until she came to a rustic bridge. ‘There she stopped ard hesitated. The bridge spanned the river which divided the Nairne grounds from the meadows. J she crossed it she could find a perfect screen in the lilac bushes and laurâ€" els on the other side to conceal her from Captain Sherwin, aud at most times she. would not have hesiâ€" tated for a moment; but as she stood and looked wistfully . across the bridge she remembered that the marquis had come home, and that the castle grounds were forbidden land to her under the circumstances. For the rest, he was, il not already rich, sure to become so ; and though bhe had left the service, had a good deal of the military bearing. _ f A minute or two â€" afterward she heard a man‘s footisieps on the bridge, and Captain Sherwin stood deside her. Stood with his hat in his hand, the sun turning his fair hair to gold, with a smileâ€"the _ smileâ€"upon his face. t Bhe looked jback. She could not see tho captain, but she knew that he must be a@pproaching. If she reâ€" mained where she was, he would be at her side in a few minutes. After all, it was running a very slight risk. It was not likely that the dGreaded marquis would be wandering about the grounds so soon after his arriâ€" val. She crossed the bridge quickly and dropped down on a grassy bank behind the lilac bushes, andâ€"smiled with a sense of serene security. " Yes, â€" said Elaine, opening her book and gazing at it, as if she were only waiting for him to take his deâ€" parture to resume her reading. __ 1 & w L L EC lt ta Ts sns "PROURT It was strange that she did not like him; strange that she should, like a startled fawn, fly at his apâ€" proach. y parture to resume her reading. Ho stood glancing now at her downâ€" cast face and now at the stream, his lipsâ€"they were rather weak and effeminateâ€"twitching and restless. " ‘The fact is, Miss Delaine," he said, and his voice was low and hurried, "Iâ€"I rode over to the cottage this afternoon in thbe hope of seeing you."‘ Elaine look~1 up, and the color roge to her face. Something in his manner amd tone warned her nowâ€" what was coming. * " Yes? We will go back," she said. He put out his small white hand, " Good evening, Miss Delaine," he sakdt in his soft voice ; "I am awlully fortunate !" " Fortunate?" she said, almost coldly. * He smiled still more persistently. " Yes. Your maid told me that you had gone down the hill, and I venâ€" tured to follow you ; but I thought I had lost you." _ _ en $5 ! â€"" How «id you find me ?" she asked, almost in a tone of annoyance. "By the grass that you had trodâ€" der down along the bank. The footâ€" marks stopped at the bridge, and I guessed you had crossed it. It was a very lucky guess." Elaine‘s face did not relax. It seemed to her that he had, so to speak, tracked her down, and her maidenly spirit resented it. "Then he must be even &A greater boor than he is credited with being," came the sofl and instant respoase. "Have you seen my father, Caplain Sherwin ? He was expecting . you this afternoon, and has gone down to the club to meet youâ€"to play billiards, I think, he said." o m:'.fi;.mi‘ have not seon him; and it is too hot for billiards. How beauâ€" tilul it is bere." He glanced at her for a second, then his eyes dropped to her feet. â€"‘Tthis is Srivu.te ground," she said, "and I bave no right to be here." _"Oh, all right," he said. "IL should think Lord Nairne would feel honorâ€" ed by your presence." 3 Elaine rose and stood irresolute, wondering how long hbe meant to stay, and howâ€"how she could get ria of him. "I don‘t know Lord Nairne," she said, for the sake of saying someâ€" thing . "but I should think he would feel anything but honored." Elaine was silent, and her face lost its color. " Will not my father do?" she said. " No," he said. " Afterward, ifâ€"if you will give me hope ; Miss Delaine, can you not guess what it is I want to tell youâ€"to say to you ?" Elaine‘s hand tightened on the book, and she looked straight beâ€" fore her. If it were only over, and he had gone! but did not touch her terrupted" â€"** No, piease don‘t. Iâ€"I would rather say what I waint to say here, where â€"where we are not likely to be inâ€" Her lips tightened as he used her Christian name, but she said nothâ€" i0g. : :; :*~. 9 e Bo, ce "I think you must have seen," he went «+on, his lips quivering, his hand plucking at the edge of his coat ; "I think any one must have seen that â€"I love you." _ * ‘The color flamed in Elaine‘s cheeks, and she drew back a step. _ "f "Do not go on, please," she said coldly but quietly. _ _ + "Ah, I must!" he broke in, his hands gripping the whip he carried nervously. "I must speak! You wil} let me speak! I ought to be allowâ€" el to plead my cause! It â€"it is life or death to me, Elaine !" "Iâ€"I am very sorry," was all she could say, in a low and, indeed, a humble voice. H> winced, and his light eyes sought her face for a moment, then shifted back to her feet. " Don‘t say that, Iimplore, I beg of you!" he entreatedl "It sounds as ifâ€"as if there was no hope for "You don‘t know how I feel, how a man feels who loves a woman as I love you! I have been a changed man since I have known you. I can think of nothing but you day or night. I begâ€"I implore you to have some mercy on me! I have never seen any one so beautiful, so sweet, so graciou«s as you, andâ€"and I love you with alt my heart and soul! Elaine, may I hope? I only ask you to let me hope! I will do anything,; I will wait for years, ifâ€"if you wil} promise to try and love me and be my wife." a His face flamed, then grew deadly, pale. E Mnsd T He had not pleaded his cause at all badly, and Elaine was moved, as a true, sweetâ€"hearted woman must be moved, when a man tells her that he loves her,.though he be as ugly, as the Prince of Darkness. "‘There is no hope," said Elaine, very, very soltly. Was it not better to stop him at once ? e _â€"" Whyâ€"why do you gsay that?" ho exciaimed, with a _ sudden â€" passion. " Youâ€"you «efuse me! Why ? Why ?" " Becauseâ€"ah, you should not ask me that, Captain Sherwin!" said Elaine, aimost pitcously. _ " But Ido, Ido!" he said, putting his hand to his lips as if to still their trembling. "Iâ€"I have a right. Myâ€"my love gives me the right to implore your patience. . Youâ€"you scarceoely know me." * Elaine looked up at him with sad gravity. o """M:nght I not say the same to you?" she said gently. _ l "No! It is different. Quite differâ€" ent. If I had only seen you once I should have loved you as dearly, as maudiy as I do now. No one could heip joving you, There is not a man in the place who does not worâ€" ship you, and â€"and you know it. I don‘t expect you toâ€"to love me yet. I only ask for hope. It is not much. It is not much, Elaine; dear, dear Elaine !" Only Those Perfectly Well are Good | Natured and Happy. 1 When a baby is cross, peevish or ; sleepless, the mother may be certain ; that it is not well. _ There are little | allments coming from some derangeâ€" | ment of the stomach or bowels which tha mother‘s watchful eye may not detect, which _ nevertheless _ make themselves manifest in irritability or sleeplessness. A dose of Baby‘s Own Tablets given at such a time will speecily put the little one right and will give it healthy, natural sleep, ; and you havye a positive guarantee that there is not a particle of opiat» / or harmful drug in the medicine. | TDhousands of mothers give their children no other nedicine, and all mothers who havesused the. tablets praise them. Mrs. A. McDonald, Merton, Ont.. says: "Baby s Own Tablets are the bost medicine for litâ€" tle ones I haveever used, and I alâ€" . ways keep them in the house in case of emergencies," Good for children of all ages from birth upward. Sold at ; 25 cents a box by medicine dealers : or semt post paid by writing direct toâ€" the Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., Brockviile, Offt. v tf ! ‘‘It is more than I can give," she sa itl. "Do you mean that you will never â€"never be my wife?" he said, and his usualliy soft voeice was hoarse and thick now. Elaine turned slightly away from him. + . "Yes," she said. "I am very sorry. I did not know ; indeed I did not know. Oh, will you leave me now, please, Captain sherwin ?" "You are not hateful to me," â€" she said, faltering, for the scene was growing almost unendurable. "I do not hate you." C /X Let‘s pretend that you. and I » Have no real caus@®to ery. : At the stones that bruise. us so Is the pathway wesare treadâ€" ingâ€" â€" ; We are dancing as we go, Like we used to long ago, F Let‘s ‘protend. But can you and I rejoice With the echo of that voica, With its mournful rise and fali, Calling, calling, eailing, calling? Hope is deadâ€"can it be calling? *"Tis no voice we hear at all, "Fis a lonely bittern‘s ‘call, Let‘s ‘pretend. pDoes it matter when ‘tis done, If the raco be lost or won ? . , We have gained comething, say L, If we‘ve just been tryingâ€" . Though our heart burst tryâ€" ingâ€" I can‘look you in the eye! 4 It wili come right by and by, Let‘s ‘pretend. % He stood gnawing at his mousâ€" tache, his fair face looking dreadâ€" fully weak and womanish with its expression of bafflied love and bitâ€" ter disappointment. "Thereâ€"there must be someâ€"some reason for this," he said almost to himself, but Elaine heard him. ‘"Why should I be so hateful to you ?" (To be Continued.) BKIGHT BABIES Let‘s Pretend HaiMs omm One of the Most Conspicuous Characâ€" * teristics of the Persian â€" The Persian‘s imaginaticn is one of his strongest characteristics, and it has found full play in his religion. When he split with his Narkish broâ€" ther over who skould be successor to Mohammed he did it w.th the fanâ€" atical enthusiasm with waich he does everythingâ€"except tell the truth. The offspring of Fatima woare henceâ€" forth the sacred embodiments to him, and when thoe Turks and Arabs with almost equal fervor disposed of the imans ofi various methods of murâ€" der held to be polite in those days, the schism was compicts. The gulf between Shiite and Sunnite was fixâ€" ed for all time. It has never narâ€" rowed. To this day, in periods of stress betwoeen the sects, the Persian accounts it a greater virtue to have killed one Sunni than a whole comâ€" pany of Christians, and his condast at all times, whether in war or busiâ€" ness, shows at what value he holds the Christian. The caltivation of this religious : tension, century after century, has wrought upon the Persian tempera-l ment like a corrosive acid. To the| original formulae he has tacked on horrors and deprivation, hunger and laceration enough to make an orâ€"l dinpary savage turn pale. I have seen gentlemen of Indian tribes,} shaken by spiritual grief, cry m:el infants over the atonement service at the burning of the white dog, and listened to some touching ululations at ceremonials in the uplands of Mexâ€" ' ico. Even the colored campâ€"meetâ€" ing has its tearful side; but the Perâ€" slans‘ doings in memory ofi what hapâ€" pened to the imans make these seeml like children‘s troubles. , England Makes Better Hibs Than the States. ? A Buflfalo umbrella maker has conâ€" fided to the Express that the main cause of rotting of tho silk is the perspiration of the hands which, durâ€" ing the process of rolling, combines with the acids used in dyeing the silk. He says an umbrella suould never be rolled. "There is another interesting thing about the umbrella business, and that is that no good umbrella ribs are made in the United States. All the best ribs come from England. That is peculiar, too, when you stop to think about how much Americans pride themselves on their industries and how they boast that they spare no expense in equipping their facâ€" tories and shops with the best maâ€" chinery. A good ribmaking machine costs about $25,000. There are milâ€" lions invested in the umbrellia busiâ€" ness in this country, so $25,000, the cost of a machine, is not the thing that is keeping American ‘manufacâ€" turers from making as good ribs as are made in England. I believe that the trusts find it more profitable, for the present at least, to turn out cheap ribs for cheap umbrellas than to produce a really good article. "These English ribs cost anywhore from 25 to 50 cents each. The price differs acordipg to the material used and the care with which the ribs are enameled. The cheapest English rib is better than most of the highâ€"priced American ribs. They are stronger, they are curved better, and the enâ€" ameling will outiast the enameling in the American wares. The English ribs can be detected radily by looking at tho braces that extond from the middle of the ribs to the circular strip that slides up and down the stick. "In the American article the end of the brace that fits against the middle of the rib proper is wedgeâ€" shaped. It comes to a point almost liko the apex of a triangle. In the English tib this end spreads out and a bit of Vâ€"shaped metal is inserted that strengthens the tip of the brace to a remarkable degree. American umbrella ribs usually break at this place, while in the English ribs this is the last to give way. & "As to prices, they vary like the woeather. A good, serviceable umbrella with English ribs can be had for $1. You can get an umbrella with Amerâ€" ican ribs for 30 cents in New York, but it will turn inside out at the lightest bit of wind. And that reminds ma of another way to test for Engâ€" lish ribs. Open an umbrella, and if the braces bend easily and have little clasticity, they aro American make. The English braces and ribs are alâ€" most firm and always strong." » My Mother‘s Good Old Times. I remembered when I wandered o‘er the hills in boyish glee; And the dinner horn‘s long echo brought no boding thoughts to meo; I was young and I was lhappy, and my stomach ne‘er went back On m single proposition that my teethy would dare attack ! Never thought I of dyspepsia as I chargod the jolly cake And the old corn beef and cabbage that my mother used to make. But the years have brought prosâ€" perity. The servants in my halls Every year I {lind my table more with luxuries replete ; * Every year I find that fewer are the things that I can eat Till the pathway back to childhood oftentimes I yearn to take To the old corn beef and cabbage that my mother used to nrake. And sometimes in blissful moments I will fall aslsop and dream Of the russet buckwheat steaming and the â€" sorghum _ syrup‘s _ gleamâ€" Dream that once more I am living where Welish rarebits are unâ€" Keep their straining ears aâ€"quiver : for the faiutest of my calls; Iâ€"have eaten of the fattest ; I have . drunk the richest cupâ€" Just to realize at last that these have used my stomach up; And I‘d give my vast possessions to be able to partake Of the old corn beef and cabbage <â€"â€" that my mothor used to make. All the years I‘ve sougcht tha dolâ€" lar, struggled upward slow and sure, With my pockéet growinz wealthy and <(my stomach _ growing And the noorhour unacqualinted with the sad, dyspeptic moan ; Then I jeer at pepsin tablets and forget my stomach ache In the corn beef ard cabbage that my mother used to make. â€"Lowell Otus Reese in Leslies Weekly. HAS A ViVÂ¥iv iMAutNAIION. ABOUT UMBRELLAS, Reports have been received that a few lots of Canadian butter have been delivered in the United Kingâ€" dom somecwhat spotted with mould on tje butter piper and between the box and the butter. That has oc curred on saltless butter. As mould is a tiny pant or fungus, it is imâ€" portant that butter makors and butitter dealers should know by what means they can entirely prevent its growth on butter packagoes, buatter piper, or on the butter itsel{. Mould can only come {from preâ€"existing mould, or from spores, waich serve tho purpose of seed or fruit for its reproduction. If the spores be deâ€" stroyed mould cannot begin to grow. The conditions favorable for its growth are a cortain degree of Jampâ€" ness and a moderately low temporâ€" atureâ€"that is to say, a temp>raâ€" ture below sixty degrees. Some forms of mould grow at temperaâ€" tures as low as 32 degrees fahr., or the free:ring point of water. Formalin is an Effective Fungicide, or, in other wordg, it is a destroyer of fungi and of the spores ol fungi. A weak solution of formalin is effecâ€" tive for the destruction of spores of mould. A good course for the butter muker to follow is to prepare a strong brine of salt, adding one ounce of formalin to one gallon of the trine. The butter paper should During the last two or three years a great deal of interest has been taken in the subject of feeding roots to swine. Formerly a prem?iiee exâ€" isted against them on account of an idea that their use was responsible for a considerable portion of the soft bacon produced in the Canadian packing housos at certain seasons of the year. _ Care{ful experiment has shown, however, that roots can be fed in moderate quantities, combined with other feed, without any injurâ€" ious effects on the quaility of the pork produced. As heavyy root crops can be easily and economically grown in nearly all those portions of Canâ€" ada where swine raising is carried on extensively, the fact that roots can be profitably fed without injury to the bacon, and with positive beneâ€" fit as far as the general thrift of the animal is concerned, becomes of considerable _ importance . to _ our farmers. is tho consensus of opinion of the Copenhagen, Ottawa and several American experiment stations. At Copenhagen the mangels were fed finely cut and raw, and even when oneâ€"fourth of the daily feed was given in the form of roots no injurâ€" ious effects wore noliced in the quality of the pork. The grain per head in ten days on a ration half grain and half whey or milk was 7.6 pounds, whereas when the grain was replaced by roots after the proâ€" portion of 1 to 10 the increase was found to be 8.3 and 8.6 lbs. When half the grain was replaced by roots in proportion of 1 to 8 the growth of the different lots was pretty nearâ€" ly the same, viz, 8.5 lbs. for the grain fed pigs, and 8.6 lbs. for those fed roots, thus showing a small difâ€" ference in favor of the latter. In this experiment it must . be noted that the pigs had been fed roots previously, and _ consequently took them readily. Value of Roots. Eight pounds of mangels or carrots and about the same weight or a little less of sugar beets are equal in value to one pound of grain. This The dry, tight cough. the soreness aggravated by coughâ€" ing, all disappear with the use of Dr. Chase‘s Syrup of Linsged and Turpentine. It is (he ftendency of every cold to develop into bronchitis, consumpâ€" tion or some form ol lung trouble. Bronchitis is most dreaded, because it has a tendency to become chronic and return again and again, until the patient becomes worn out or falls an easy prey to consumption or pneumonia. _ Only the most robust constitution can throw off bronchitis. Aged people, children and all who are in delicate health or have weak lungs have every reason to fear this ailment. . ‘ s e ing Potatoes. In a2 number of Danish experiments four of cooked potatoes gave pracâ€" tically tho same gain as one pound of grain. ‘The quality of pork proâ€" duced from potato feeding is espeâ€" clally good as has been shown by numerous expceriments in England, Ireland, Denmark and Canada. . In this connection Prof. Grisdale, of the Central Experimental Farm, @8 "Potatoes Aare frequently available for fceding pigs especially small poâ€" tatoes. All experimental work here with potatoes seems to indicate that fed raw they are of very little nuâ€" e e o e n t n e t have every reason to suppose that you have bronchitis, and should promptly â€" begin _ the use of Dr. Chase‘s Syrup of I4nseed and Turâ€" pentine. i . C OPm . 7: NP RPRVIOC ala aw vclltll'vl Cough mixtures that may belp an ordinary cold have no effect on bronâ€" chitis and asthma, but Dr. Chase‘s Syrup of Linseed and Turpentine has won its enviable reputation on acâ€" count of Its wonderful success in curing â€" these ailments. _ It is far 10 EIERC NE CE 1 E If the cough is dry and bard ; if there is pain, soreness Or tightness in the cbest ; if breathing is difficult and causes pain in the chest, you In caperiments with nearly 900 pigs on various estates in Denmark it was found that carrots and manâ€" gols containing equal quantities of dry matter, had similar value in pig feeding ; in other words the amount of dry mattor in roots is of importâ€" ance rather than the total weight or the quantity of sugar contained. The Chest Pains of Bronchitis ROOTS AND SWINE Valne of Carrots. TORONTO </Â¥) For the protection of the butter which is to be shipped to the Uniâ€" teda Kingdom, it is importart that the butter be cooled to a tempera« ture under 38 degrees fahrenheit, from the second day after it is made. When butter is allowed ta‘ remain at a high temperature changes begin which spoil its deli= cate flavor and freshâ€"made aroma. Each creamery should have a cold storage room at a temperature unâ€" der 38 degrees fahrenheit ; only re« frigerator cars should be used for the carriage of butter, and it should be put in cold storage compartâ€" ments on the steamships, and be carried at a temperature under 25 degrees. A temperature of 20 deâ€" grees fahrenbeit is still better. be soaked in this solution. The inside of all butter packages should, also, be ringed with it. The butter paper, while still wet with the brine con= taining formailin, should be placed in= side the butter box, and the butter immediately packed in it. The brine containing the formalin will destroy all spores c{f mould on the butter paper and on the inside of the bor. A brine can be used for a long period if it be boiled once a week. As the jormalin evaporates during the boil= ing process, it will be necessary to add to every gallon of brine, after it has boile® and cooled, one ounce of formalin. tritivo value, but when cooked they, are worth about oneâ€"quarter as much as mixed grain." Artichokes. Have a feeding value similar to that of potatoos. _ C s Turnips have not been found a@ satisfactory as mangels or sugar. boets for swine feeding, either is amount of gain produced or in the rondiness with which they are eatâ€" en by pigs. Indeed, no other roots seems more satisfactory considering the yield per acre, palatability and fceding value, than the large red mangel. C Proportion of Roots to Grain.â€"The cxperiments conducted by Prof. Day, Prof. Grisdala and mysel{, as well as the experience of many of our best farmers indicate that the most econ= omical and satisfactory ration for swine feeding contains equal part® by woeight of grain and roots. The addition of about 3 Ibs. per day of wkim milk or whoy will go far to inâ€" sure thrifty growth and fine qualâ€" ity of pork. F. W. Hodson, Livo Stock Commissioner. all, who, turning around in happy) confusion to hide his face in his mother‘s clothes, said : "Mother is precious, we cannot do withou} llme.r.“ " A friend @dvised me to use Dr. Chase‘s 8yrup of Tinseed and Turâ€" pentine and I began to improve beâ€" fore Ihad taken hall a bottle. One bottle cured my cold, which I believe would have proven very serious if I had not used this medicine." Mr. John Clark, coachman, Port Hope, Ont., states: "Being exposed to all sorts of weather, I {requently catch cold. Last winter I. was so bad with a cold that I could not speak above a whisper, and hagd great pains in the chest. At last I feared it would develop into vop»= sumption if I did not succeed in get= ting proper treatment. y It is necessary for you to be careâ€" ful when buying Dr. Chase‘s Syrup of Linseed and Turpentine, for there are many substitutes and imitations offered. The portrait and signature of Dr. A. W. Chase are on every bot. tle of the genuine. 25 cents a bottle, family size (three times as much) G0 cents. At ali dealers, or Edmanson, more than a mere cough medicine, and acts on the whole system, thorâ€" oughly eradicating disease. h t S# Could there be a better definition of what Peter wished to teach than "Christ is precious ; we cannot do without him."â€"James Staiker. M you. So try to look up and be pleasâ€" ant, No matter how low you aro down, Good humor is always contagious, But you hbanish your friends when you frown. Bates & Co., Toronto. lonelyâ€" And we don‘t always do as we should. To be patient is not always casy, To he cheerful is much harder still, But at tk‘amrt we can always be pleasâ€" an If we make up our minds that we will. t And it pays every time to be kindly Although you feel worried _ and blue, If you smile at the world and, look cheerfaual, The world will soon smile hack at The longer on this earth we live. And weigh the various qualities of men The more we feel the high, sterm» featured beauty 4 Of plain devotedness to duty. Steadfast and still, nor pald â€" with mortal praise, But findiog amplest recompense /‘ For life‘s ungarlanded expense In work done squarely and unwast= We cannot, of course, all be handâ€" We are sure now and then And it‘s hard for us all to 1 ed days. x Proper Cooling. Look Pleasant. â€"James Russell Lowell Duty. #fukg» to \w

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