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in that region to cut any figure in such an 

 immense establishment. 



In the afternoon we called on Mr. David- 

 son, who is a chicken enthusiast. We were 

 shown some Kellerstrass pullets and cocker- 

 els that were about as handsome as any 

 thing I ever saw in the shape of a fowl. 

 Some of the chickens we particularly want- 

 ed to inspect had found shade under the 

 house; and a very pretty flaxen-haired little 

 girl volunteered to crawl under the porch 

 and drive out the "chooks;" and while ad- 

 miring said "chooks" I could not help ad- 

 miring the little girl who drove them out. 

 It made me think of the words of the Mas- 

 ter, "Ye are of more value than many spar- 

 rows. ' ' 



It was difficult to get a view of Mr. David- 

 son's handsome chickens, however, because 

 in every yard he had good-sized patches of 

 the most luxuriant Dwarf Essex rape. This 

 not only supplied green food, but gave them 

 shade; and the jioviltry droppings furnished 

 fertility to the soil. Of course I was inter- 

 ested in a tree of Yellow Transparent apples, 

 all ripe and "ready to drop," corroborating 

 once more the fact that the soil of those 

 Massachusetts hills is just the thing for 

 growing apples; and letting a good flock of 

 chickens run through an orchard is, per- 

 haps, the ideal way of furnishing one of the 

 best fertilizers in the world for apple-trees. 

 And, by the way, our own orchard here in 

 Medina is now giving a great crop of the 

 finest and largest fall pippins, Gravensteins, 

 and winter ramboes, that I ever saw any- 

 where. Our chickens have had the run of 

 the orchard for the past three summers. 



They pick up insects, furnish fertility to the 

 ground, and the apple-trees give them plen- 

 ty of shade and fruit. Unfortunately, how- 

 ever, there is such a crop of fall apples that 

 I fear we can not dispose of them, even at 

 10 cts. a peck. 



To get back to Mr. Davidson and hi.s 

 chickens, we found our friends busy with a 

 new rat-trap. It is simply a box containing 

 grain, with a hole just large enough to let 

 in a rat, but yet not admit chickens— that 

 is, those of any size. After the rats have 

 been allowed to hold "high carnival " in 

 that box for some time a trap is introduced. 

 This small opening that admits the rats, of 

 course would not admit a cat; so the rats, 

 when pursued, would be pretty apt to seek 

 the box as a refuge. If I remember correct- 

 ly this box also contains cotton batting or 

 other soft material to encourage the rats to 

 make a nesting-place. A hinged lid permits 

 opening it to put in grain, etc. 



We were shown several hens that had al- 

 ready made a high record in number of eggs 

 in a year.* And this brings me to the 

 point where I took the train as mentioned 

 in our previous issue. 



* By the way, at our recent county fair our Ohio 

 Experiment Station made an exliibit; and among 

 other things were some fine photos, life size, of 

 two Barred Rock hens loolcing very niucli alilce. 

 Another photo, near whicli each of the hens was 

 displayed, showed tlie number of eggs each one had 

 laid in a year. Although Die two hens were of the 

 same age, and had exactly the same care, one show- 

 ed a heap of 19S eggs, and the other only 31. Then a 

 card on the exhibit read .something like this: 

 " How many of you farmers are keeping hens that 

 lay only 31 eggs in a year (or less) , and you do not 

 know it?" 



®W[P K](o)DDl] 



A. I. Root 



He is a nian of sorrows, and acquainted with grief. 

 —Isaiah 53 : 3. 



Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: 

 I came not to send peace, but a sword.— Matt. 10:34. 



On page 442 of our last issue I promised 

 to tell you something more about that Bible 

 class. The lesson for that day was about 

 Jeremiah, as you may remember; and the 

 good pastor asked our class of men if we had 

 any such men as Jeremiah nowadays. There 

 were several answers. D. L. Moody was 

 mentioned; also Billy Sunday and others I 

 can not recall. But I finally suggested Car- 

 rie Nation. The pastor assented, and said 

 he was glad her name was mentioned. There 

 was quite a little discussion in regard to her 

 character. Different ones present pointed 

 out different things in her life; and as I had 

 recently heard her speak, and had had a 

 talk with her afterward, I gave them some 

 particulars. Since her death a good many 

 facts have come to light that people gener- 

 ally did not know of nor understand. First 

 and foremost, before she commenced her re- 

 markable crusade of smashing property she 

 plead with the chief of police, the mayors, 

 and finally with the (/oi'e?-no?' of Kansas, to 



have the temperance laws enforced; and she 

 met with the same kind of rebuff that Chris- 

 tian and temperance people have met and 

 co-e meeting all over our land. 



Let me digress a little to give you an illus- 

 tration right here near my own home. Ohio 

 has recently enacted some stringent laws in 

 regard to race-track gambling. Rev. A. S. 

 Gregg (Caxton Building, Cleveland, O.), of 

 the Civic Reform League, found gambling 

 going on in broad daylight recently at a 

 race-track near Cleveland. He knew how- 

 difficult it was to get conviction, and so he 

 joined the gamblers and gambled with them, 

 and then went to the police and asked to be 

 arrested with others of the gang. The police 

 would do nothing. He appealed to the chief 

 of police, the mayor, and different officers, 

 and finally to the governor of this State. So 

 far as I know, no arrests have been made, 

 and the gamblers simply laughed at him for 

 the pains he had taken, and for the trifling 

 amount of money he had lost in "betting 

 at a horse-race." 



Mrs. Nation, after praying daily for 

 months over the matter, resolved on doing 

 something in the same line. She f^aid, and 



