552 BOARD OF AGRICULTURE. 



Mr. Burnside: All white corn? 



Mr. Gurler: No, we grow over in Illinois mostly the yellow. I put 

 sweet corn in the silo last fall for the first time, but I haven't fed it yet, 

 and can't tell you anything about it. There would be more sugar. 



Mr. Burnsi<le: Do you plant corn that grows tall? 



Mr. Gurler: I have some of that; I have some over fourteen feet high. 

 I have corn, this B. and W. corn, which is sixteen feet high. 



Mr. Burnside: Don't you think it advisable to grow that? 



Mr. Gurler: I am answering that. Now, maybe I will go over the 

 point here. The most desirable silage I ever had was this Yankee corn, 

 and I grew that several years ago on a piece of low ground I had ready 

 to plant about the middle of May. My land was tiled, but I found that 

 it was not tiled sufhcient, and 1 could not plant it, and when I did I had 

 to replant it. I got it planted about the last of June or the first of .July. 

 I knew it would not do to plant native corn, and I got some Yankee corn, 

 which was nice roasting ears when I put it in the silo, and when I reached 

 that, the cows came up on their milk, and when I quit using it they went 

 down. 



Mr. Burnside: Did you ever try it again? 



Mr. Gurler: No, I never did; I would have had to get a special planter 

 to plant the rows closer together. 



Mr. Burnside: The taller your corn the less acres it would take to 

 till your siloV 



Mr. Gurler: I have corn of this Virginia seed that is tall. 



Mr. Follette: What cutter do you use? 



Mr. Gurler: I cut this silage two inches in length. Perhaps I had 

 better explain. It is a cutter that Avas gotten up at Bowling Green, Ken- 

 tucky. It is more like a threshing machine. There is a seven-foot cylin- 

 der on which the knives are fastened, and then they cut as they go around, 

 and after the knives have cut the corn, it goes on and is picked to pieces. 

 After the corn goes into the silo you may pick it up and you will have no 

 idea what the size of those stalks were. You may have stalks as big as 

 your wrist,, but here they are picked to pieces, and I have less waste, less 

 of the food rejected than any I have ever used. I put a sixteen-horse 

 engine back of this cutter. Well, if I told you how qviickly we put tons 

 through there, you might not believe me, but actually we put a ton through 

 there in about two minutes and a half; l)nt the men can't stand that kind 



