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preparing to use the ground for sometliing else, when, 

 after lying dormant for eighteen months, the whole 

 row pushed up' and commenced a vigorous growth. 



When you dig a lot from the gTound, there will 

 be many spring up the first year, and often more will 

 show the second year, having taken so long a time 

 to form a head. It is my custom in cutting up, to re- 

 plant the same row to the same kind, to avoid any 

 mixture, and if I cannot do this I am careful to plant 

 between where the rows were, so the strays will not 

 come up in the same row with those I am planting, 

 but between them. 



THOROUGHBRED LIVE STOCK AND THOROUGHBRED 

 FLOWERS. 



I used to keep thoroughbred Jerseys and Shorthorns. 

 Though I enjoyed it they were a constant care. One 

 nidit I was awakened bv a fearful crash. I wakened 

 the boys and told them to bring the lanterns. Bush- 

 ing out, I saw in the barn two balls of fire. They be- 

 longed to the Shorthorn. He weighed a ton, and ev- 

 ery pound of him was in fighting trim. Aiming a 

 pitchfork a suitable distance below those blazing orbs, 

 I caught him in the nose. Then the lights came. We 

 secured him and led him back to his stall. It seemed 

 the Jersey got loose and thought it a good time to take 

 revenge. The Shorthorn tore himself loose, drove the 

 Jersey back to his stall, and, with one tremendous 

 thrust, hurled him through the side of the barn. I 

 was younger then, but I don't want any more. I have 



