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CHAPTER XXV—ContinuML

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It tm* a food while before Roae fot lb*- key to H* preocrapatlon. They bad tamed Into the park at Slzty-aizth atreet. and ware half-way over to the Fifth nreoue corner at Fifty-ninth, before he *P<>ke out •On a day like thla,** he aald, “to have aat there for two or three mortal hours arguing about atale Idea?—when we might hare been out here, being xllre! But tt must hare eeetned natural to you to bear me going on like that." And then with a bum. before *h- could apeak: blindly opinionated fool In the world!~

She <

■aid

very quietly, with a warm little laugh In her voice: “That’* not how I remember you. Roddy." She declined to help him when he tried to scramble back to the safe itn.res of conventional conversation. That sort of thing had lasted long enough. And when they stopped and | faced each other In the gray brick en- ! trance to the bnlidlng where Rose's tn-rtment was. It waa at the end of a mile or more of abaoiutety unbroken slh-nce. And faring each other there,

all that was a

“You’ll come in. won’t your and his

“Tes."

But the gravity with which she’d uttered the Invitation and the tenae- &<•>* of hl§ acceptance of It. the square look that paaaed between them, marked an end of something and the beginning of something new. She left him In her rittlng room while she went Into her room to take off her hat and Jacket and take a glance Into her t. ttror. When she ran. hack she found him standing at h r window, looking out. He didn't turn when she came in, but almost Icimediately be began speaking. She wswt rather limp at the eo-:nd of hit end dropped down on an attorn front of the fireplace, and ' -cred her h nds together between h"r kn.ea. "I don’t know how much you will 1 ; • understood. 1 ’ he began: “prohr r;«od deal. What 1 hope you ' " hate guessed It that X wouldn’t hete come except that Vd something to ' !l v.. a something I feit you were enti'i I to be told. But I felt—this Is ’ you won’t have understood—i frit ' I Imdnt any right to speak to you Bhcu» anything vitsl. until Td ri'.-r, you an me sort of guaranty until I'd "hown you that I was a person It v 3- i - to deal reaaonably with." smiled, then pressed her hands h nly to her eyes. “I understood." “"'ell then . . ." But he didn’t C" on. Stood there a while the window, then crossed ' m and brought up before her • ■ attttat Mindly at the till- hadn't looked at her even as '* '1 I he room. ! » a prrwmpptuons thing to try he broke oc,t at Ast. "n pitiful-.e-uiory thing t<- aay. tn-cause I ■'! know It without my telling 1 I’-U! Witea you wwnt away youmau: | aid It waa bccaoer you hadn't "iidkhlp! You aald that wca the | ’ >ou w -ted. .ltd that you were j «-j and earn It. And you told j < I d never be able to see that u ‘ ;a S you were doing there waa a ,!- ng. worth doing, entitled to my Hu* what I've come down here is—la that now. at last—I do ' <>uid have spoken thru If she 1 hi ve commanded her voice, and "as. the nound she made con- • her Intention to him. for he : upoa her quickly as If to luter-

(fetag that had to be earned. And fm war. right about that, aa you were ahifct so many ,ther things. Well. I’m going to try to earn It “U that—all you waatr she asked, and then, hearing the little gasp he gave, she swung around quickly and looked at him. It was pretty dark in the room, but hU face In the doak seemed to have whitened. “la friendship all you want of me. Roddyr she asked again. She stood there wilting, a fall minute, tn silence. Thm she mild: “You don’t have to tell me that. Because I know Oh— oh. my dear, how well I kngw!” He didn't come to her; 'oat stood there, gripping the corner of her bookease and staring at her silhouette, which was about all he conld sec of her against the window. At last he said. In a strained, dry voice she'd hardly have known for his: "If you know that—If I've let yon see that—then I’ve done Just about the last despicable thing there was left for me to do. Fve come down here and— made yon feel sorry for me. So that with that—divine kindliness of yonre, you’re willing to give me—every-

thing."

He straightened up and came a step

nearer. “Well. I won’t have It. I tell you. I don’t know how you guessed. If I'd dreamed I was betraying that to you ... ! Don't I know—lt‘a burnt into me so that HI never forget —what the memory of my lore must be to you? The memory of the hideous things It’s done to yon? And now, after all that—after you've won your right—plooe—end stand where yon stand now—for me to come begging! And take a gift like that! I tell yoa n is pity. It can't be anything else."

There was another minute o' silence,

and then he heard her make a little noise In her throat, a noise that would have been a sob bad there not been something like a laugh In It The next moment she aald. “Come over here. Roddy." and aa be hesitated, as If be hadn't understood, she added: “I want you to look at me. Over here, where

there’s light enough to see me by." He came, wondcringly. very slowly,

but at last with her outstretched hand she reached him and drew him around

between her and the window. "took Into jy face.” she commanded.

“Look into my eyes—ns far In as yen ran. Oh. my dearest—" the sob of pure Joy came again—"Is It pity that

yon see? Don't yon understand?" -He did understand tt with his mind,

but be was a little dared, like one who has stood too near where the lightning struck. The hope he had kept buried alive so long—hurled alive because It wouldn't die—conld not be bronght ont Into a blinding glory like this without pain—exquisite.. terrify-

ing pain.

knowledge she had acquired by

life, of course, c up of hours like that. ,— son aib-etmi want to'live in- a per-' petoal ecstasy. Wbut makes a mountain. peak Is. the .fall away surrounding valleys. their valleys of commonplace, everyday existence—and these occurred even In their Erst days together —they were stiff, shy. self-conscious with each other. And their attempt to Ignore this fact only made the erifeonsciouaoeas the worse. It troubled and bewildered both of them. The arrival cf the twins. In the convoy of a badly flustered—and. to tefl the truth, r somewhat French, simplified the sitnatlon somewhat —by complicating It I They absolutely enforced routine. And they gave Rose and Rodney so many ‘•ecu pa Moos that the contemplation of their complicated stater of mind much abridged. But even her babies bronght Bose a disappointment along with them. From the time of the r?cript of Miss French’s telegram, telling them what train she snd the twins would taka Rose had been telling off the hours In mounting excitement. The two utterly adorable little creatures, pictures of them In Rodney's pocketbook showed them tn be. who were miraculously. Incredibly hers, coming to bring motherhood to She didn’t go to Boston with Rodney to meet them; stayed behind In the cottuge. ostensibly to cp to the very last minute, that the fires were right (June hsd come In cold and rainy) and. In general, to be ready, on *he moment, to produce anything that their rather unforeseeable necdr might call for. Her real son was a shrinking from having her first meeting with them In the confusion of arrival on a station platform, under the eyes of the world. Rodney understood this well enough, and. arriving at the cottage, he rismbered out of the wagon with them and carried them both straight In to Rove, leaving the nurse and the bewildering paraphernalia of travel for a second

trip.

Rose, la the passionate surge of gratified desire that came with the sight of them, caught them from him. crushed them up against her breastand frightened them half to death. So that, without dissimulation, they nowled and bronght Miss French flying to the rescue. Rose didn't make a tragedy of It;

golden dsy which looked ndth* toward the future, complete In !tseU'.

perfect—was a failure.

It was not until, pretty ruefully, hey acknowledged this, tore op their artificial rasolntion not to look st the future, and deliberately set themselves to the cootemplattoo of a Ufe that would hare to take Into account complex and balding conaldenUons. that

*fh«w, tt *t*s what jm want wm to do. Roddy, ni coma back to CM-

cago for good."

"Give op your businsaa, yon mean?"

be asked quickly.

She nodded. “It cant be done out there." she said. “All the big productions that there'a any money In are made In New York. HI come back and Just be your wife. I’ll keep your

POULTRY im

•— —- «.«j jiw o* you r wiie. i n seep yoi their honeymoon became a success 1 house snd mother the children, and-

*’ wen along In their month that maintain your status, if you don’t

* think Fm spelled for that"

this

Rose had spent a maddening sort of day. a day that had been all edges, trying not to let herself fcvl hurt over fantastic secondary meanings which It was posslbls to attach to some of the things Rodney had said, trying to be cheerful and sensible, and to Ignore the patent fact that his cheerfulness was as forced and unnatural a thing as hers. The children—as a rule the lx st-behaved Utile things in the world —had been refractory. So. after their supper, w-heo they’d finally gone off to sleep, snd Btae bad rejoined Rodney la the sitting room, she was In a state where It did not take moch to set her

It was not much that did: nothing more. Indeed, than the fact that she found her husband brooding In front of the Are. and that the smile with which he greeted her was a little too quick and bright and mechanical, and •hat It soon faded ont. The Rodney of her memories had never done things like that. If you found him sitting In a chair, you found him reading a book. When he was thinking something out he tramped hack and forth, twisted his fsee up. made gestures. That habit couldn’t have changed. It was Just that he did at care to tie natural with her! Couldn't feel at home with her! Before she knew It. she was cry-

That last phrase, though, was said with a smile, which he answered with one of h!s own. But with an Instant return to seriousness, he said: “Fve not asked that. Rose. I wouldn't dream

of asking It."

There's ■ real Job there." she perMsted. “Just tn being successfully the wife of a successful I ran tee that now. I never saw It when It was ray Job. Hardly caught a glimpse wf It I didn’t even see my bills; let you pay them down at the office, with all your own work that yon had to do." Tt wasn’t me." be said. Tt was

Miss Beach."

She stared at that and gave c short laugh. Tf Fd known that . . . P she said. Then she came back to the point. Tt is a real Job. and I think I could learn to do it pretty well. And of course a wife’s the 'only person

who can do It properly."

Still he shook his head. Bnt he hadn’t, as yet. any reasoned answer to make, except as before, that It

Wouldn’t work. ,

TYhat will work, then?" she asked.

And this he couldn’t answer.

“We’re Just got to go ahead." be said at last, “snd see what happens. Perhaps you can work It out so that you can do part of your work at home. We could move the nursery and give you Florence's old studio. And then

He asked. In consternation, what it would do If yon only came down the matter was. | here for your two big seasons—fall

"Nothing." she aali. "Absolutely j and spring.’

CULL EARLY TO GET PROFITS Every Breeder It Anxious to Realize on His Flock and Get Back

Some of In vestment.

The sdrlc- to cull early seems unnecessary this year, when every breeder Is anxious to rcvllse on his flock and get back some of the money he has been putting Imo chickens. For the home flock one wants early cockerels, bnt If the trade In cockerels Is for low-priced birds only. It will not be profitable to keep the carly-halcbed

males for the trade.

Keep ah pallets save the deformed. An early-hatched pullet, with all the disqualifications mentioned In the standard, may be. the most proOtablu bird on the place ns an early layer. She can be culled before the eggs sre needed for hatching, but will pay for her feed until then. If one Is growing purehieds for the first time, get one who understands the breed to cull. An expert will be able to choose the birds best worth keeping. We doubt If cuiwniung w ill pay the fanner—certainly not caponlxlng the early bird.

“That doesn't seem fair to yon." she protested. “Yon deserve a real wife. R->ddy: not somebody dashing In and

dashing ont."

T don't deserve anything I can't get.” he said. Td rather have a part Interest in yon than tc possess, lock, stock and barrel, any other woman I

can think of."

She came back to him again nnd

managed a smile at herself, though she _ suspected she’d cry when-she got the „id‘ “There have beau houra. a day chance, and subjected her 'dras to an or two. that Fd go through the whole Instantaneous rerislor. They were— , lh |ng for. again, tf necessary." persona, those two funnily Indignant j sh<> ownt thllt -p nt |he little mites, with .heir own ideas, thtlr ^ of (h e timer she cried. “Why own preferences, and the perfectly ade- b«—comfortable together?

quate conviction of being entitled to j W hy . . . Roddy, why can’t you ho her own suffering stood he- In good them. How would she herself have na t nr ai with me? Like your old self, -tend now. She did not mistake, as j Uked It, to have a total stranger, fif- ! why don’t yon rear ni me. any more? the Rose he had married might hare ; teen feet high or so, snatch -her like An(1 whpn JOU lnto lhlll|t ,7 done, the weakness of his response for that? (I vp nevor yon f ona ,i befor^coldneas—indifference. She led him She was rather apologetic all dsy. not myi.ody. Not even with

and got her reward, especially from •he boy. who was an adventurous and rather truculent baby. much, she fancied. as his father must once hav<-

bren. and who took to her more quick- ____ ^ i _ _ !y than the girl did. Indeed, the see | ber imnM»ely. Sha an^i^d lt ^lth ond Rodney felt In love with her si- ooe of hM . OTrn hpr pye ^ , n(1 as promptly as his rather had j npila> collectedly:

’Well, can you tell me why?"

done before him. But Uttle Portia wasn’t very far behind. Two days suf ficed for the conquest of the pair of

them.

The really disquieting discovery awaited the time when the wire edge of novelty about this adventure In motherhood tad worn off; when

mistake—forgetting so

thing like the Juice of a talf-orung ut ten o'clock In the morning, tin omission of which might hav.

almost savage bitterness: ‘ ® under no Ulinduoa about ItI uiy chance to see. when seeing

>uu When anyone but the sort of fool would haw seen. Nov. when the thing Is pat the world to see—now that "<« your fight without any l!J me . . . Without any help! •>f every hindrance that my ■-ild put In your way! Now. 1 come aad telt you that -rued the thing you've set out

her one big chair and made him sit down In It settled herself upon the arm of tt. ond contented herself with one of hla hands. Presently he took one of hers, bent his fx.e down over It. and brushed the hack of It with his Ups. The timidity of that caress, with all It revealed to her. was too much for her. She swallowed one sob. and another. but the next one got away from her snd she broke out In a passionate fit of weeping. That roused him from hla daxe a little, and he pulled her down m his arms—held her tight—comforted he.. When she got h« .-self In hand again, she got up, went sway to wash her 'ace. and. coming hack In tae room ■•gain, lighted a reading lamp and drew down the blinds. “Row*." he said pr^ently. “what are

we going to do?"

"Shall we make It a real honeymoon. Roddy—make It ns complete as wr can? Forget everything nnd let aU

the wor!d be . .

ye «upplled the word for her. "Rose-

color?"

She accepted It with a little laugh

. . .Tor a while?"

* That's what I was fumbling for." he said. Tut I can't think very straight tonight. I've p*t tt now. though That cottage we had—before the twins were born—down on the .

There wen't be a soul there (routine eataUUned that was ncdscle-

thls time of year. We'd have the

world to ourselves."

’ Yes." she said. Tor a Uttle while, we’d want It like that. But after a while—after a day or two. could we have the baMes? C'oule the nurse bring them on to me and then go straight bark, so that I could have them, nnd you. all togettnr?" He sold. "You darling!" But he couldn't manage more than that. At the eorratice and Just out of range of the elevator man. he kissed

her good night."

“But wiit you telephone

nothing. Really."

Then It’s Just—that you're not happy. with me. like this." He bronght that ont cravsly, n word nt n time,

us thongh they hurt

"Are you happy, with me—like

this?" she countered.

It waa a question he conld not answer categorically, nnd she did not give him time for anything else.

“What’s the matter with us. Roddyr settled In his arms. "A man told me." she demanded. “We ought to be hap- she said. “John Galbraith told me that py. We meant to be." Her voice broke he couldn't be a woman's friend and tn a sob c-er that “And here we are— her lover at the same time, any more Hie this!" than a steel spring could be made soft Tt hasn't all been like this." he so that it would bend In yonr fingers.

like copper, and still be s spring. He said that wss true of i:lm. anyway, and he felt sure it was true of nine men ont dozen. Do yon think It's true? Have we got to decide which wrTl

her

“We cant decide." he said with an Impatient laugh. 'That's Jnst what Pve been telling yon. We’ve got to take what we can get. We’ve got to work out the relation between ourselves that Is our relation—the Rose and Rodney relation. It’ll probablr be a little different from any other. There’ll be friendship In It. and there'll be love In It. Imagine our ’deciding* that we wouldn't be lovers! But I guess that what Galbraith said Was 'rue to this extent: that each of those will be more or less at the expense of the other. It won't spring quite so well, and It will bend a Uttle." After a while he said: "Here's what e've got to build on: Whatever else It may or may not be. thU relation between ns Is s permanent thing. We've lived with each other and wttbont each

stranger*. And now yon're formal

with me."

The rueful grin with which he acknowledged the truth of this Indlet-

raorc Ilka him. and It cheered

“Why. It seemed to me." he said. That tt was you who were different. And you have changed, of course, down Inside, mere than I have. You've been through things In the last year auJ a ha’..', found out things that 1

know nothing about, exeept

CLOVER SUPERIOR FOR EGGS Favorite Food for Fowls, and Each Year Its Use is Becoming Mors General ea Farms. For years clover has bo*-n a favorite food for fowls, and each year Its ti«o is tiecoming more general. There Is a large porc«-ntnge of nitrogen and ■nlm-ral matter In clover. What Is known as "rowen." the second crop. Is best. In n high nutritive ration clover equals barle;. and almost equals

wheat.

It should Im- cut when In full bloosom. I. e„ It should not be cut before the first blossoms begin to turn Being very r.ch in protein, clover contains potash, soda, phosphoric add and other Ingredients that make It one of the best feeds for poultry. Li short, clover contnins all the essentials in well-balanced proportion. In a ton of clover there ar, about 89 pounds of nitrogen.

EGGS ARE TURNED TOGETHER Device Arranged by Minnesota Man Facilitates Work Greatly—Heat Evenly Distributed. Every so often the man or woman who Is hatching chickens In an IncnImtor must turn the eggs over so that tin- heat will l*e proportionately distributed. To do no by hand U a slow process and Involves qnlte a great

, ...„ I have other, and we know which we want.

could bathe them, dress them, feed ^4 a | H , ut t i, cln j n hooks. 80. when I If we find It has its llmltstloas and them their very strictly regiment.--: Ivnj ,. ni t.,. r how thing* used to Im- Im-- drawbacks, we needn't worry. Just go meals, without being spurred to tb. tween us. how I used to be the one who abend and make the best of It we highest pitch of alertness by the four ^nrw things, and how I preached and can. There's no law that decrees of making ■ mistake—forgetting some | ^ to jhat the man we've got to be happy. When we arc

you retn.Tiber must look to you now. luippy U11 be so much to the good, like—well, like a schoolboy showing And when we aren't . .

Rhe gave a contented Uttle langh

Egg Turning Device.

deal of shaking up the eggs which Is not good. Now Xiong cunu-a a Minnesota man and hook* up some cog wheels, a chain and a couple of rollers to his incubator, and wrlthln a few seconds you can rail over all the egg* tn the incubator instead of doing tt one at a time. Take one look at the acdtupanying drawing and you will see at a glance Just bow the thing works.

—Farming Business.

knew what disastrous consequent-.-' ghe s*ared at him incredulously, and cuddled d-wer down ngaiast him. That sttitude can', last any woman ' JV that's downright morbid.” she "You talk like Solomon In all hi* *0lung. and Rose, with her wood..fa . , lUd “It's horrible that 1 should make iemulty." she said. "But you can't clever hands, her wits trained not t<- Joa frt ., uke timi." she concluded. Imrgine that we're going to be ua-

h, .old tb, son... thins twi™. hoi _ h ., h,,,,.,. IWJ, k.v.dhs .» hhup‘ooh. th. .1 i ™o't h. i|. HI- '!>■' P-'.h.w h. pg^Q LAjp HATCHED CHICKS

termination that Rodney should sec [ j. ra ^ approval, oh. It's couldn't Imagine it. bnt that he knew

got to Im- tike thatThere ora thing* |t Jiut the same. “Even an ordinary

■ness over her new Job very Within a week she had

that she conld be as good a nurse a- |* ^ ^ ^

Miss French—Rose wore off that neo | ^^'V-phaU the forgiven.-V* In the marriage Isa t any too easy; a 1 ous tenseness over her new Job very woHd yoa fonr ,. t AoJ uu tu riage. 1 mean, where It's quite well uoquickly. Within a week she ..ad * | flare seen that I am different, that *>«rstood which of the parties to It

ittle Ones Should Be Fed Separately From O’der Fowls—Thoroughly

Disinfect Coops.

I have made myself different. . . , *hn ! l always submit to the other, and

frtetlouleaa. ^ a gfeakv langh. “On ap- 1 " hlch ot th « n ls ,h * Important one But. do you remember how nglu.-: IIcf . „„ nm-ti again. "Rod- "ho * always to have the right of way. she was over the forty weeks John JT - t th;i .- gh( . There's generally something perfectly Galbraith had talked about us the ! ^ Bn(1 don . a , n tlll ' Up, and slid ““•"table that decides that ques-

prvbable run of 'The Girl Up-Stalr*;' h<>r >rni „ und hu npl . k -nu, is tloo. But with us there Isn't. So tho her consternation over the Idea of Ju*t , vhpri , wel , lHXln - ^ That question who's got to give In will hav* going on doing the name thing over rn nrvpr _ whflt ,. v ,. r happens- walk “> ^ <•«**«* on <-'"7 tlm * and over again, “around and around. >ut pn Ton a(:nln whether thing* 11 difference arises." She burlesqued a like a horse at the tad of a pole!" 1 ^ wv „ of ba(llT ^ Q , Wt .- U work lt look of extreme apprehension. 8ha Writ it was with something the (>ut B0BwlMnri rag-,her" i and utterly content with same fechng of eoostrnmtkm that. „ ^ untlI ^ beard the long. lif * J"* ^ be wouldn t he dlbav'ng thrown herself heart and soul 1 nhudd. rln^ sigh he drew at that, and K “

Into the tusk of planning and wetting |

It is a mistake to put the latehatched chicks In the same yards with older one*, to allow them to run on ground which inis been more of le*a fouled by the eailler broods, or to use the coops which earlier broods have used unless these t—>|>* have been thoroughly disinfected. The tittle (WMW mj»t also t«e fed *r|<arate from the larger one* m the latter will get most of ibe feed l-.-sides abusing the smaller

you wake up In the morning, ao that FH know IF* truer

She nodded. Then her eyes went wide and she clung to him. "It tt true. Ruddy? I* U possible for a thing to n-iue back like that? Are w» really the old Rodney nnd Rose, planning our Dnneynioon again? It wasn't quite three v «r. ago. vVIH It be like that?"

- that

-ha|».

fhe first place." he said, j h •o get tack a little of my ! 1 couldn't get that until j

el* did you wantr “he "hat—«a the second place?" Jt to warn yoor friendship. l-iggsM thing I ran hope ' «>• no Mra that yon ran '•H to me ready-made I bei d do it If rva could. But ■If. that tt wasn't . It was a

CHAPTER XXVI.

The Beginning

re was o -ease la which this pron of Rodney a about thetr honey-

r true. They

In moll00 a routine for two yrar-aud-a-half-old babies, she should find herself straight-mlng up aud say ing "What nextY aud realising that, so far as this Job was coecerued. there wws no "in it.” The »uj>reme merit of her rare from now on would be— barring emergcnel -s -the placid Con tii-uatioo of that loctiae. Thero wer-

verted. 'Tbcro's another reason."

felt him co limp under her. that she ” rt ' 1 0,1 • “* ve * n ' >,1 °n that the thing realized bow genuine hi* fear had aft«T •* about the finest thing been—the perfectly propoaterous fear ,hrr ^ U - lf ,h * t * • 0 ’ that If ttatr new experiment didn't W f,,r 11 ln ‘ ,n «' '"“7 or * no, ‘ M ' r iw come up to her anticipation she'd tell ,ir '' n ' 1 tt" 1 "* to worry .tK,ut it, him so. and leave him one more. This W *> nhead-an.. see v.hat ‘T^sTtod while before they' “>'*» r c * remember •••— »

FIT DUCKUNGS FOR MARKET When Eig vt or Ten Weeks Old Young Fowls Should Be Fattened— Keep Only Breeders.

Rut as a J-d>. U wasn't so sutisf* Four-fifths of It. anyway, rau done with better results, for tin dr.®, by a Idacld. unlmar*natlvi erably stupid Iktboo who had

took np a rational filwraaslM 1 but at last she wild : "It will t: working out. though. We've b stdrkteg that. Hadn't we better

gtnr

••Well.” he s.-ild when he'd got pipe allcht. TF* fie first qu.-tiloi ti-k-’d you after—ufirr 1 got my e open: What nro we c-.lnc to d*'T* •T told All- e Prri«.«i," *he ai

J The dsy before v

ithat t

• that marriage

stronger feelitg for them than tb- hrP *. that Fd -one back In a mild, tempotwry affection they Could nn( j tbnt Fd stay until Fd flnl-hed all | •tcitr In anyone not a monster And t j,* work that we were contracted for. !

great boars—

ours of an n r than any

known during that f-wmer b. greater by all they tad lea

U»- the other fifth of It wasn't a Job »

that suffer

-nd could no hasw

I felt I bnd to do that. You under- !

*, | staad. Boat yon?" On the whole, then, leaving their “Of oouroe." be aald. “You couldn't ixaculous hours out of the arvoun: | -ooaidar anything else. But then

their hooey moon, cuaaiderad a* an U 1 -vtatr tamot to re via.. Arva-L. to aaias a

riming rasTia-ry is need*

PRUTECT FLOCK FROM PESTS All Kinds of Poultry Lice Multiply Rspxtiy in Summer—Use Plenty of Vermin Killer*.

enty of >• hlch

a.' she aald after n Uttle 1