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time in the fall of 1893, we had 167 

 bushels to the acre. You will remember 

 that It was a very dry year, and we did 

 not have a large crop at all. Our neigh- 

 bor had 100 bushels to the acre on the 

 average. We sold our crop for 75 cents 

 per bushel and our neighbor did the 

 same. There was a difference of $50.00 

 to the acre in favor of the clover-fed 

 land. We dug our potatoes at the same 

 time and prepared our land. We put in 

 our wheat, and my neighbor threshed 

 first and he had 42 bushels to the acre. 

 That was a big yield. I never had had 

 over 40 bushels to the acre, and I 

 thought that he had beat me. However, 

 when we came to thresh, I gave my 

 neighbor the job of measuring the grain 

 so that he might know just what I had, 

 and when the separator ran to 42 bushels 

 to the acre it did not stop, but ran right 

 along and kept on until it got to 50 

 bushels to the acre, and it was wheat 

 that weighed 65}4 pounds to the bushel. 

 I was pleased, not only because I had a 

 good crop, but because I had proved 

 that my way was right. I had worked 

 hard on that land, harder than I other- 

 wise would. 



We went on a farm 25 years ago that 

 was so run down by poor cropping — by 

 careless cropping, I mean, that it would 

 not go in the best years perhaps over 8 

 bushels of wheat to the acre. It has 

 paid for itself, and has been brought up 

 from 8 to 48 bushels to the acre. We 

 have one field that will not produce as 

 much as that, but the yield there was 

 45 bushels to the acre, so that forms an 

 average of 47%. I am not the only 

 man that believes in this, but there are 

 thousands who are doing it, and there 

 ought to be many and many thousands 

 more who should do it, and that is the 

 reason why I am willing to leave my 

 home, and be uncomfortable oftentimes, 

 in order that I may impress this fact on 

 my brother farmers throughout the land. 

 T. B. Tekry. 



A recitation and a song by Dr. Miller 

 closed the evening session of the first 

 day. 



(To be continued.) 



**Foitl Krood ; Its Natural History 

 and Rational Treatment," is the title of an 

 interesting booklet by Dr. Wm. R. Howard, 

 of Texas. It also contains a review of the 

 work of others on the same subject. It is 

 being sold at the oftice of the Bee Jour- 

 nal. Price, postpaid, 'i.^ cents; or clubbed 

 with the Bee Journal for one year — both 

 together for $1.15. 



By F. L. PErRO. M. D. 



McVicker's Buildinff, Chicago, Ili,. 



Cancers— or Supposed Ones. 



The very name brings terror to many 

 hearts ! But let your minds find relief in 

 the fact that not one in fifty of the so-called 

 cancers are anything of the kind. Ttiere is 

 a class of persons, abundant on earth, 

 whose's seeming great joy is to inspire fear 

 and distress in the hearts of the uninformed. 

 Such persons are ever ready to pronounce 

 a swelling or a sore, or even certain de- 

 bilities cancers, on their sheerest guessing. 

 Especially are swellings of the breasts, 

 whether painful or not, at once feared as 

 being cancers, when, in point of fact, they 

 are nothing of the sort ; but in the fear that 

 they may be, resort is had to all sorts of 

 treatments — liniments, plasters, poultices, 

 besides big doses of all the patent nostrums 

 that can be heard of — the very worst thing 

 one can possibly do — measures most likely 

 to develop a cancerous tendency, if pos- 

 sible. 



" Well, then, what s7ta?? I do?" asks an 

 excitable little woman. Let the swelliyig 

 alone ! Nine chances in ten it will entirely 

 disappear if you simply wear your clothing 

 so that the swollen place will not be rubbed 

 and chafed by it. And don't stuflf a lot of 

 cotton or other material to enhance the 

 form ; it keeps the parts unnaturally warm, 

 and so irritates. 



Corsets are very frequently the cause of 

 swellings of the breasts. The stiff upper 

 edge of them often accidentally punch into 

 the breast, and so bruise the inside flesh as 

 to produce painful swelling, usually in the 

 form of a somewhat hard knot. Well, you 

 just let it alone— don't rub it or squeeze it, 

 or poultice it. A piece of oiled-silk over 

 the spot is all you need, and that should not 

 be necessary, if your dress don't rub 

 against it. Keep a cool head on your 

 shoulders, and stop thinking and talking 

 about it, and the probability is that the 

 swelling will be all gone almost before you 

 know it. 



Grandma Jones was so certain she 

 smelled smoke, that she got up, lighted a 

 candle, and began to investigate. She ac- 

 cidentally ignited some rubbish in the cel- 

 lar, which quickly blazed up, and — sure 

 enough ! the house burned down ! If you 

 feel you want some one to decide what the 

 matter really is, go see your doctor — and if 

 he laughs at your unnecessary fears, don't 

 get vexed at him, and think he's a " heart- 

 less thing." But instead, take courage and 

 dismiss the subject from your mind. 



