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been expended, whereas the amount for la¬ 
bor and material would barely exceed the 
cost of tw r o or three acres of land. Every 
attraction in the way of shade and fruit 
trees, a neat and grassy lawn, neat 
fences of whatever kind, and rows of shade 
trees along the roadside, pays. Aside from 
this, to every true man or woman it is an 
endless source of satisfaction to be the pos¬ 
sessors of an attractive home. The man of 
wealth, or the one in moderate circumstan¬ 
ces, who beautifies his home in the manner 
indicated, is in reality a public benefactor, 
it is neither very costly or expensive to 
beautify the home. Where there is a will, 
a way will soon be provided. Nor should 
it be forgotten that it is a duty we owe to 
ihe rising generation, that our homes be 
made more beautiful, home-like and at¬ 
tractive by every means within our power. 
— Southern World. 
Our friend Atkinson of the Farm Journ¬ 
al has issued a Proclamation. As it contains 
more solid wisdom than average documents 
of the kind issued by higher magnates, we 
cheerfully present it to our readers, who 
may be benefitted by it just the same as 
though it was written for them. He says 
“there is a great deal of extravagant living 
just now in this country. The times are 
good and a great many people are making 
money. We are buying largely from 
abroad and as a nation we are spending 
more than we earn. Vast numbers of our 
j>eople, who have been prospering for the 
past three or four years, are acquiring the 
habit of expensive living. This habit will 
grow in the case of many into recklessness 
of expenditure that will ultimately result in 
financial overthrow. 
So we are moving steadily on towards 
another panic. How soon we shall reach it 
remains to be seen. The student of history 
learns that vve have a business upheaval 
once in every ten years. The last one came 
in 1873; the next is therefore due next year. 
But it will hardly come so soon. The 
last was such a crusher that the next will 
probablv be postponed awhile. How long, 
is the question for the prudent to consider. 
This will be a good year for farmers; that 
is, prices of their products will be high. So 
of next year and probably the next. Times 
will be good until the crash comes. The 
sun shines; now, farmers, make hay. Be 
prudent, be economical, keep down expen¬ 
ses, buy little and sell all you can. Make 
every acre do its work, and clear off that 
mortgage. Your time has now come; this 
is your inning, and if you do not make your 
books balance on the right side of the ledg¬ 
er by the time the bottom again drops out 
it will be your own fault, not ours.” 
Marketing Poultry. Charles W. Idell, 
produce and commission merchant, in New 
York, says:—“Poultry, to insure highest 
market prices, must be well fattened, crops 
empty when killed; killed by bleeding, but 
do not remove the head; nicely and well 
picked; skin not broken or torn; en¬ 
trails should not be removed; thoroughly 
cooled but not frozen. Pack in boxes, 
with a layer of clean straw (rye straw is the 
best) between each layer of poultry, in the 
same posture in which they roost. Mark 
each box plainly showing what it contains. 
Send invoice by mail. Ship to reach your 
agent about the middle of the week. They 
should never be sent so late as to arrive 
on Saturday. 
THE FLIGHT OF SIIM1UKH. 
So gently did sweet Summer pass see by. 
So lovely was the smile she cast, 
Lulled by her beauty I 
Scarce knew she passed. 
I only caught a gleaming in the west, 
That must have been her trailing gow n, 
When night, unwelcome guest, 
Came swooping down. 
O, little star, thy pale and quivering face 
Proclaims that thou didst never see 
Another with her grace 
And melody. 
Beneath some other sky that lovelines# 
Shall float upon the waving wheat. 
And other ears shall bless 
Those carols sweet. 
So haste, ye winds that blow where’er ye list. 
Unseen through all the changeful years. 
Ajid tell her that he Irissed 
These falling tears. 
Fair star, the hour is late; our dreary lot. 
Come, let us strive to drown in sleep- 
I in my lonely cot. 
Thou in the deep. 
—Snrrmtl If. Peck, in Boston Tmvigoript 
