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liimseH almost or quite pay for his original 

 cost. 



At first thought, to many, the price for a 

 pure-l)loocl('d pig may seem high; but, really, 

 it is butter to pay the price than let your sows 

 go to a scrub for nothing. Say you pay $2.5 

 for a boar, and breed twenty-five sows. They 

 will raise, say, one hundred pigs, which is a 

 low estimate. The pigs then cost yon twenty- 

 five cents apiece, and will make hogs that will 

 ■weigh at fattening time one hundred to two 

 hundred and fifty pounds more than scrubs 

 (which grade pigs will do on the same feed). 

 You have, therefore, au increase of value from 

 $300 to $700 in one yciu-, with the price of 

 pork at $S j)er hundred, and yon have your 

 boar left. Can you invest your money at a 

 larger i^cr cent. ? 



Notes of Travel, and Ideas Upon 

 Health Subjects. 



BY MRS. O. F. YOUNO. 

 ^ WOODBEIDGE, 



ITT AN .Joaquin county, about two miles from 

 tm Lodi Station is a quiet little rural town 

 "" of about fifty families, two stores, two 

 smith shops, two hotels — how many sa- 

 loons this deponent knoweth not, — one school 

 house, one Odd Fellows' and one Masonic 

 hall. The last is used by the Grangers, who 

 number, it is said, seventy-five. There are 

 not any church buildings nor temperance so- 

 cieties, and yet material prosperity is evident 

 in every direction. 



The jjeople are largely Southern. They 

 are everywhere proverbial tor the real comfort 

 they get out of a little. Low-eaved, rambling 

 houses, with projections, or boxes, added for 

 an extra bed-room or closet, without regard 

 to architectural effect, but "very convenient 

 and handy" for the women folk inside; low 

 ceilings; wide windows; broad, open fire- 

 places; grassy, sodded door-yards, with 

 bunches of sweet-smelling herbs, loved be- 

 cause reminders of the long-ago homes of 

 childhood; a few chickens; the sleek, petted 

 cow; the gentle old horse — all these things 

 are evidences of contentment. You, doubt- 

 loss, dear reader, are thinking that a 



OKANDMOTHER 



would complete the picture, Y'es, she is here 

 — or they are here — trembling, gray-haired, 

 loving old ladies. No one but a gnrandmother 

 could keep every nook and corner of house 

 and -yard so scrupulously clean and neat. In 

 all these semi-Southern settlements aged peo- 

 ple are found abiding in their own homes, 

 having sous and daughters settled around 

 them. Blessings always attend those who 

 "honor their fathers and mothers. 



PROSPEKITY. 



Several long walks brought to view wheat 

 fields, substantial buildings, good fences and 

 other evidences of prosperity. Wo !udgo 

 mixed farming is quite popular. Cows, hogs, 

 sheep, poultry, etc., are not seen in largo 

 numbers; >)ut a few to be seen in each of oiir 

 long walks indicate the value placed upon 

 them. There is only one drawback with 

 these people: they are afraid of strangers, and 

 pin their opinions too much upon the sleeves 

 of their religions and pcilitical loaders. It is 

 not possililo for mii: man, or class of men, to 

 have all the truth. Even a woman may have 



a truth to tell worthy of credence, which, ac- 

 cepted, would preserve bodies and elevate 

 souls. 



I THE WORLD MOVES, 



and the people with it, in s]>ite of their pre- 

 judices. One half our people live too fast — 

 the other, too slow. When will the golden 

 mean be found? The slow half tell us "it is 

 wicked to study physiology; children will 

 learn enough without being taught how bones 



grow I 



The fast half say "it is wicked to 



have children." They truly know too much. 

 Off of these extremes the drug and quack 

 doctors thrive. Every ailing on the one hand 

 calls for the doctor or his drugs; on the other 

 side, crime is committed, the houses are 

 childless, cold, silent, and — oh! what blighted, 

 wasted women abide in them! Angels pity 

 them! How can they hope for heaven in the 

 hereafter? If the Press is a power in the 

 land, then let the 



PRESS INSTRUCT THE PEOPLE, 



warning young women and men of the hid- 

 den reefs and terrible quicksands. The sur- 

 face may be ever so smooth in a calm day 

 when you jointly contemplate these untried 

 waters, but — woe, woe, woe to the frail barks 

 that tempt the turning tide. 



YOUNG MEN 



and women of California, we entreat you, 

 study well these questions. Seek mutually to 

 know the whole truth. Entering into mar- 

 riage, be sure you are ready and fit to assume 

 its respousibiUties. Each one of j'ou gladly 

 accept hints and promptings in reference to 

 the improvement of farms and stock. Will 

 you not try to live each twenty-four hours of 

 your lives temperately, purely, chastely that 

 the children of your love m.ay also be born in 



THE ASCENDING SCALE? 



How to SO Uve that we may drop out our 

 bad qualities and intensify the good in our 

 nature, is one of the vital questions 

 of the age, imperatively demand- 

 ing the closest, most consciencious at- 

 tention of every adult citizen. The gibberish 

 and raving of the inmates of a private assylum 

 for the insane, within a stones throw of our 

 open mndow, attest the iiuportance of this 

 question. Poor, helpless, ignorant enslaved 

 women — wives while yet children. Wretched 

 unbalanced men, lost through lack of simplest 

 jjhjsiological knowledge. How long; O, 

 Lord, how long before knowledge shall run 

 and not he glorified, but be permitted to glo- 

 rify the people receiving it? 



" Honor to Whom Honor is Due." 



Eds. Agriculturist: We are often given, in 

 speeches and papers, for the edification and 

 encouragement of our boys, glowing accounts 

 of how penniless lads have risen, liy their in- 

 dustry and perseverance, to wealth and influ- 

 ence, position and fame. We are told how 

 Benjamin Franklin, a printer-boy, by his in- 

 dustry and frugality, rose to be the eminent 

 philosopher and statesman we all unite in 

 styling him ; how Horace Greeley became the 

 foremost journalist of his time; how bankers, 

 railroad kings, merchants, senators. Govern- 

 ors, etc., who were, while quite boys, thrown 

 upon their own resources, to battle against 

 the stream of life alone, have, by their energy 

 and diligence in whatever calling they were 

 engaged, gained for themselves wealth and 

 honor. All this is good, and we are ready to 

 accord all duo honor to the men who have so 

 boldly and successfully striven against mis- 

 fortune and adversity. We are glad that we 

 have such examides of self-made men to point 

 to. But there is another class of men more 

 deserving of honor, we think, than these. 

 The world knows little or nothing of them, 



and, because they have not amassed fortunes, 



seems to care less. That they have fought 

 just as manfully, been just as industrious and 

 frugal in their habits, equally as no- 

 ble and worthy (if not more so) in their char- 

 acters, seems not to be a matter of notice, so 

 long as they have not acquired the same suc- 

 cess — wealth. Let us say a word in favor of 

 one of this class. We have not far to go to 

 find him. He is a poor tradesman in our 

 city. Yes, poor, — not because he has been an 

 idler or a spendthrift, a drunkard or a gam- 

 bler, a slow or incompetent workman, but 

 because he had not an opportunity — if he had 

 the desire — to save his earnings. His parents 

 were poor, and it required more than the 

 father could gain by his daily labor to pro- 

 vide his family with the necessaries of life. 

 From the time the son entered his apprentice- 

 sliip his wages, too, small as they were, were 

 required to help supply his sisters and broth- 

 ers with bread. After his apprenticeship ex- 

 pired, he went to another town and diligently 

 wrought at his trade. But from here, too, he 

 sent his earnings home to those whom he 

 knew were in need of his helji. Nor did this 

 stop when he had aiTived at his majority. 

 No, the burden only increased. Now his 

 father, an old, gray-haired man, was unable 

 to do his accustomed part, and the care of the 

 whole family fell upon the shoulders of the 

 son. For years this state of things lasted, and 

 the young man is still poor in the world's 

 goods, but rich in the blessing of those who 

 have had so large a place in his heart. 



This is no picture of the imagination, but a 

 true statement; nor is it an isolated case by 

 any means — we have many such men among 

 us. If Mr. Franklin deserved the greater 

 praise for having cut wicks and run eirands 

 for a chandler, then surely this man should 

 be honored, for often the people in an East- 

 ern village have seen him, after returning 

 from school and on Saturday, standing in the 

 snow tr3'ing to e.arn a few cents by sawing 

 wood. Mr. Franklin might resolve to "save 

 one-half of his wages," but this poor lad 

 must invest all his scanty earnings in another 

 way. And yet his love and care for his home 

 is no credit to him in the sight of a cold, 

 cheerless world — if he is poor. Out upon 

 such a verdict! All honor, loe say, to such 

 men. Those who have honestly gained wealth 

 and esteem by their worth and industry, are 

 deserving of credit, truly; but the self-deny- 

 ing, noble poor man who has spent himself 

 in his love and cire for others has a still 

 gi-eater claim to our honor and praise. The 

 world may not prize his virtue and worth, but 

 such men are the nobility of our race. Because 

 they had not the opportunities of others, they 

 are none the less praiseworthy. 



When we raise our voices in eulogy of the 

 successful men who were once errand boys, 

 let us not forget those noble men who begun 

 a little lower and fought equally a good fight, 

 though they are not senators, or have not 

 stores of wealth as the fruits of their labor. 



"Tliere are BprlnRs or crystal nociar 



EvtT BWflUiit^ out of Btoue : 

 TbtTf are purple biidfi aurt golden. 



Hidden, crushed and over(>rown. 

 Crunipietl fihirt and dirty jacket 



May lieilotlie the (j<.lde?i ore 

 Of the (leepesf tlinii;:hts itiid feelings; 



Satin vt;st coultl do no more. 



"Ood, who counts l>y sonls, not stations," 



does not honor so much for success. as for the 

 earnest, pure cfi'ort. Ijct our boys be taught 

 that the acquirement of riches and fame is not 

 the tiuiiuna suiiniKtram of success iu life. Ijet 

 them know that wc prize higher than idl else 

 they can attain to sound jiriiiciples and noble 

 natures, anil oncourgc them in their etVorts in 

 this direction by trying to bestow our praises 

 where due. 1'. F. P. 



San Jose, April, 1875. 



