sources of income are agriculture, wages earned, fishing, hunting, other occupations and 

 industries, trust funds and land rentals. 



In 1915 the land under crop was estimated at 65,257 acres, grain roots and hay being 

 the leading crops, estimated to be worth $1,813,619. In addition the beef sold and 

 consumed during the year was valued at $309,506. 



In many localities where industries such as lumbering, hunting and fishing, on 

 which the Indians relied for a livelihood, are no longer active, attention is now being 

 turned to the soil. Many are beginning to realize how valuable an asset they possess in 

 their farm lands. The Department of Indian Affairs is giving special attention to this 

 phase of the work, and it is hoped that, with capable oversight and guidance, better 

 methods of farming will be adopted and good use made of much land that has 

 hitherto remained uncultivated. 



THE BLUE CROSS 



This organization has sent veterinary requisites, medicaments, and other comforts 

 for horses engaged in war to nearly 300 regiments. These supplies have included such 

 things as humane pocket killers, portable forges, clippers, waterproof rugs of a special 

 design, many thousands of calico bandages, also flannel bandages and wither pads, 

 wound syringes, pocket cases of surgical instruments and a very large number of fly nets. 



In many cases regiments are receiving weekly, fortnightly and monthly supplies 

 of necessaries for their horses. 



In the early days of the war the Blue Cross offered its services to the French govern- 

 ment, which has no official veterinary hospital equipment as have the British, which 

 gratefully accepted and officially recognized them. 



It has now four splendid depots in France divided into twelve hospitals, and a very 

 excellent and valuable work is being done, 2,118 horses having been cured since the 

 hospitals were opened. 



AN APPEAL 

 I'm only a cavalry charger, 



And I'm dying as fast as I can 

 (For my body is riddled with bullets — 



They've potted both me and my man) ; 

 And though I've no words to express it, 



I'm trying this message to tell 

 To kind folks who work for the Red Cross — 



Oh, please help the Blue one as well ! 



My master was one in a thousand, 



And I loved him with all this poor heart 

 (For horses are built just like humans, 



Be kind to them — they'll do their part) : 

 So please send out help for our wounded, 



And give us a word in your prayers — 

 This isn't so strange as you'd fancy, 



The Russians do it in theirs. 



I'm only a cavalry charger, 



And my eyes are becoming quite dim 

 (I really don't mind, though I'm "done for," 

 So long as I'm going to him) : 

 But first I would plead for my comrades, 



Who're dying and suffering, too — 

 Oh, please help the poor wounded horses: 



I'm sure that you would — if you knew. — SCOTS GREYS. 



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