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THE  RURAL  NEW-YORKER. 
June  25 
A  Rallying  Song. 
TUNE,  “TRAMP!  TRAMP!  TRAMP!  ” 
Brother  farmers,  here  we  are, 
We  have  met  from  near  and  far, 
And  we  have  our  armor  firmly  girdled  on; 
For  our  liberty  we  fight, 
And  each  man  for  his  own  right, 
We  will  struggle  till  the  victory  Is  won. 
Chorus:  “  Tramp,  tramp,  tramp,”  etc. 
With  our  banners  all  unf  urled, 
Show  our  motto  to  the  world, 
Which  Is  “  Equal  rights  and  honest  share  for  all.” 
And  In  league  and  close  alliance. 
We  will  march  on  In  defiance 
Of  the  tyrants  who’d  rejoice  to  see  ub  fall. 
Chorus. 
And  when  politicians  find 
That  the  farmer  has  a  mind, 
That  he  is  a  man  with  brains  and  common  sense, 
If  they  to  this  truth  accede, 
We  will  be  most  blest  indeed, 
And  for  labor  all  will  have  a  recompense. 
Chorus. 
So  we’ll  to  our  motto  cling. 
And  we’ll  make  the  echoes  ring 
With  our  “  Equal  rights  and  honest  share  for  all.' 
And  tn  league  and  close  alliance, 
We  will  march  on  in  defiance 
of  the  tyrants  who'd  rejoice  to  see  us  fall. 
Chorus.  m.  A.  CASARy. 
Odds  and  Ends. 
If  the  dairymen  of  this  country  would 
plant  fewer  acres  of  carbonaceous  corn 
and  more  of  the  protein  growers,  like 
oats,  peas,  beans,  etc.,  they  would  have 
more  money  in  their  pockets  at  the  end 
of  the  year,  and  feed  men  and  mill  owners 
would  be  correspondingly  poorer. — Wes¬ 
tern  Rural. 
We  incline  to  the  opinion  that  our  con¬ 
temporary  is  in  error  in  the  above.  We 
should  like  to  see  the  figures  on  which  he 
bases  his  somewhat  general  statement. 
Come  down  to  specifications.  Let  us  have 
this  thing  demonstrated. 
Dark  Blunders. — The  old  negro  who 
struck  with  his  hoe  at  what  he  thought 
was  a  toad  in  the  dust  and  cut  off  his  own 
toe  was  not  much  more  surprised  than 
was  the  young  lady  who  had  this  experi¬ 
ence  at  her  first  dinner  party: 
The  dessert  was  being  served,  and  the 
stately  colored  waiters  were  passing 
pretty  little  pink  frosted  cakes  to  be 
eaten  with  the  iced  creams.  A  plate  of 
them  was  held  before  the  young  lady, 
who  looked  them  over,  and  said,  “  I  don’t 
care  for  any.”  The  waiter  was  moving 
away,  when  she  saw,  as  she  thought,  an 
eclair  on  the  farther  side  of  the  plate. 
She  was  fond  of  chocolate.  “Yes,  1  will, 
too,”  she  said,  reaching  over  for  the 
eclair ;  “  there  is  one  with  chocolate  on 
it.”  “Beg  pardon,  miss,”  said  the  waiter, 
as  she  tried  to  pick  up  the  tempting 
morsel;  “beg  pardon,  miss,  but  that’s  my 
thumb.” 
It  is  stated  that  a  firm  of  wine  mer¬ 
chants  in  California  are  shipping  100 
cases  of  champagne  a  month  to  England. 
If  this  be  true,  the  increasing  hostility  of 
the  English  to  everything  American  can 
be  readily  understood.  The  average 
Briton  may  have  been  guilty  of  many 
offenses  against  America  and  Americans, 
but  he  can  not  have  done  anything  which 
should  compel  him  to  take  his  share  of 
100  cases  of  California  champagne  within 
30  days.  No  wonder  that  families  are 
being  broken  up,  and  that  crime  stalks 
abroad  in  that  unfortunate  country. — 
New  Haven  Palladium. 
In  his  effort  to  be  funny,  our  esteemed 
contemporary  forgets  to  be  patriotic  as 
well  as  just.  He  has  forgotten  that  at 
the  Vienna  Exposition,  where  champagne 
was  judged  in  bottles  without  labels,  an 
American  champagne  took  the  highest 
prize,  and  he  does  not  seem  to  know  that 
California  w'ines  are  now  sold  in  Europe 
on  their  merits.  His  squib  savors  too 
much  of  anglomania.  Does  the  editor  of 
the  Palladium  roll  up  his  trousers  in  New 
Haven  when  it  rains  in  London  ? 
A  Cold  Time. — The  present  cold  and 
wet  season  has  caused  the  “oldest  inhab¬ 
itant  ”  to  rub  up  his  record  and  see  if  he 
can  beat  it.  There  have  been  many 
worse  years  than  this.  In  an  old  book 
called  “Contentment  In  God,”  by  Brooke, 
we  are  told  this  about  the  year  1740: 
An  unheard  of  frost  seized  on  the 
world.  Men  felt  so  oppressed  that  the 
day  past  by  unheeded.  One  could  and 
would  hardly  speak;  one  sat  and  could 
not  think.  If  a  word  was  spoken  it  was 
with  a  hard,  set  face.  Many  hens  and 
ducks — even  the  cattle  in  the  stalls — died 
of  cold.  The  trees  split  in  two.  Even  in 
cellars  the  beer  and  wine  froze.  Crows 
and  other  birds  fell  to  the  ground— frozen 
as  they  flew.  This  extraordinary  winter 
was  followed  by  a  cold  spring.  At  the 
end  of  May  no  signs  of  verdure  had  ap¬ 
peared.  It  was  cold  in  July  and  vegeta¬ 
tion  was  still  further  hindered  by  drought. 
The  harvest — such  as  it  was — was  not 
over  till  late  in  autumn;  and  in  October 
the  frost  returned,  cutting  off  the  fruit 
in  the  orchards  before  it  had  begun  to 
ripen. 
Mr.  Leonard  Coates  recently  read  a 
paper  before  the  California  State  Horti¬ 
cultural  Society,  in  which  he  took  strong 
ground  against  the  practice  of  sulphuring 
evaporated  fruits.  We  welcome  him  as 
an  ally  in  this  good  cause.  A  very  large 
majority  of  the  evaporated  fruits  which 
come  to  our  market  are  so  strongly  im¬ 
pregnated  with  sulphur  that  they  are 
very  objectionable  to  a  refined,  cultivated 
taste.  The  men  who  sulphur  their  fruits 
in  order  to  blanch  them  are  the  worst 
enemies  the  traffic  can  possibly  have. 
One  rarely  buys  a  second  lot  of  these 
beautiful-appearing  fruits  !  the  sulphur 
flavor  is  so  rank. 
War  on  Grasshoppers. — A  land  com¬ 
pany  in  Southern  California  found  the 
grasshopper  plague  likely  to  spoil  the 
sale  for  their  lands,  and  went  to  work 
systematically  to  fight  the  insects.  They 
discovered  the  place  where  most  of  the 
pests  were  hatched  out,  and  found  that 
they  stayed  there  four  or  five  weeks  after 
hatching.  A  method  that  finally  proved 
successful  in  fighting  the  “  hoppers  ”  is 
thus  described  : 
A  sheet  of  Iron,  16  feet  long  and  4  feet  deep,  turned 
up  like  a  sled  runner  at  the  front  edge,  Is  hitched  be¬ 
hind  two  horses.  Between  this  iron  sled  and  the 
horses  small  chains  are  so  fixed  as  to  sweep  the 
ground,  thus  causing  every  grasshopper  to  get  out. 
There  Is  a  slight  rim  all  around  this  plate  of  Iron, 
and  upon  Its  upper  surface  very  liquid  asphaltum  is 
poured.  Then  the  team  is  started  up,  dragging  this 
plate  upon  the  ground  behind  it,  with  the  result  that 
every  single  grasshopper  in  its  course,  which  is  large 
enough  to  jump,  sooner  or  later  falls  into  the  asphal¬ 
tum  and  perishes.  The  least  particle  of  asphaltum 
ruins  him,  so  that  those  who  even  touch  it  are  lost. 
In  places  it  has  been  found  that  in  a  strip  of  half  a 
mile,  the  asphaltum  became  so  loaded  with  grass¬ 
hoppers  that  it  must  be  scraped  off  and  a  fresh  layer 
added.  It  is  estimated  that  each  layer  of  asphaltum 
will  hold  125,000  grasshoppers,  a  harvest  of  250,000  of 
the  creatures  per  mile.  Eleven  of  these  plates,  16 
feet  by  4,  are  hauled  abreast,  making  a  moving 
line  of  asphaltum  176  feet  long  and  four  feet  wide, 
capable  of  catching  2,750,000  grasshoppers  every  mile, 
provided  that  the  supply  holds  out.  And  as  18  miles’ 
travel  is  a  day’s  work,  that  makeB  49,500,000  grasshop¬ 
pers  in  asphaltum  sauce  every  day,  if  the  crop  can 
equal  the  capacity  of  the  machines. 
Irrigation  Must  Come. — Few  men  of 
his  age  have  given  more  careful  study  to 
practical  irrigation  problems  than  has 
Prof.  L.  C.  Carpenter  of  Colorado.  He 
has  just  started  for  Italy  to  study  the 
irrigation  of  that  country.  He  says  that 
irrigation  in  the  arid  regions  is  sure  to  be 
developed  by  private  enterprise  if  not  at 
public  expense.  The  most  fertile  parts 
of  the  country  will  be  those  artificially 
watered  from  streams.  What  the  East 
will  have  to  do  is  to  follow  the  Western 
example  and  utilize  the  water  that  now 
washes  uselessly  to  the  sea  carrying  with 
it  countless  stores  of  fertility.  There  is 
not  a  township  east  of  the  Rockies  where 
irrigation  is  not  possible,  and  instead  of 
crying  out  against  the  reclaiming  of  the 
arid  regions,  people  of  the  East  should 
bend  every  energy  to  the  work  of  solving 
this  problem  of  irrigation.  The  West 
will  surely  win  in  the  struggle  for  a 
market  if  the  East  does  not  learn  how  to 
utilize  its  water  supply.  Colorado  is  the 
best  example  of  the  value  of  a  regulated 
water  supply  to  any  section.  Without 
the  natural  advantages  of  California  or 
Florida  and  far  from  a  market,  Colorado 
has  been  able  to  make  a  specialty  of 
potato  growing,  and  her  product  is 
famous  all  over  the  West.  The  farmers 
never  fail  of  a  crop  and  the  quality  is 
always  uniform  because  the  supply  of 
water  is  always  under  control.  In  the 
present  state  of  agriculture  that  section 
will  come  out  ahead,  that  has  the  best 
control  of  its  water  supply. 
An  Origin  of  Clay. — Mr.  Darwin’s 
demonstration  of  the  fact  that  the  soil 
from  which  we  derive  sustenance  was 
fitted  for  the  production  of  grass  and 
grain  by  common  worms,  was  so  complete 
as  to  carry  conviction  with  it,  although 
human  pride  is  inclined  to  revolt  at  the 
indignity  to  it — only  a  less  humiliating 
one  than  that  cast  upon  man’s  origin  by 
the  same  philosopher’s  researches.  The 
deep  sea  soundings  made  a  few  year’s 
since  by  the  Challenger  went  far  to  prove 
our  indebtedness  to  yet  lower  and  minuter 
creatures  for  the  clay  itself  which  the 
worms  have  rendered  so  richly  fertile. 
The  masses  of  limestone  that  underlie 
the  best  wheat  soils,  and  which  are  often 
miles  in  thickness,  consist  of  the  remains 
of  minute  sea  animalcules.  The  number 
of  these  and  the  time  requisite  for  their 
shells  to  form  and  to  sink,  and  to  become 
compact  under  the  pressure  of  deep 
waters,  are  almost  as  overpowering  to  the 
mind  as  are  astronomical  spaces.  The 
same  life  and  deposit  continue  yet  in  the 
seas,  and  by  a  process  of  nature  there  is 
in  certain  circumstances  a  separation  of 
the  constituents  of  the  stone,  and  clay  is 
left  deposited  upon  the  ocean  bottom, 
to  become  perhaps  in  the  future,  as  re¬ 
peatedly  in  the  past,  dry  and  eventually 
fertile  soil  when  heaved  above  the  level 
of  the  ocean  surface.  We  can  but  repeat 
David’s  exclamation,  “  Lord  !  wThat  is 
man  that  thou  regardest  him,”  when  we 
compare  this  immensity  of  work  prepar¬ 
atory  for  our  abode  upon  this  little  plan¬ 
etary  home,  with  the  vast  greatness  and 
countless  number  of  similar  globes  sim¬ 
ilarly  wheeling  through  utterly  boundless 
space  as  revealed  more  and  more  through 
continual  new  discoveries  in  astronom¬ 
ical  science.  w.  G. 
“A  Mouth  for  Pie.” 
From  daylight  until  noon  the  observ¬ 
ing  New  York  citizen  will  note,  no  mat¬ 
ter  what  part  of  the  city  he  may  be  in,  a 
neatly  constructed  wagon  bearing  this 
legend  “The  New  York  Pie  Company.” 
At  first  he  wonders  that  this  particular 
wagon  covers  so  much  ground,  but  he 
finally  finds  out  that  the  one  he  sees  is 
only  one  of  scores  of  similar  vehicles,  the 
property  of  the  New  York  Pie  Company, 
and  he  then  naturally  wants  to  know 
something  more  of  the  concern.  Our 
rural  readers  are  naturally  interested  in 
such  matters,  for  this  concern  is  a  won¬ 
derful  consumer  of  the  products  of  the 
farm. 
The  New  York  Pie  Company  is  at  82 
Sullivan  street  in  this  city.  A  small,  un¬ 
pretentious  room  in  which  pies  are  re¬ 
tailed  by  a  rosy-cheeked  and  robust  wo¬ 
man,  and  a  plain  archway  at  its  side, 
through  which  the  wragons  of  the  com¬ 
pany  drive  to  the  interior,  are  all  that 
are  visible  from  the  street  and  give  one 
no  adequate  idea  of  the  size  of  the  busi¬ 
ness  which  is  carried  on.  Inside  we  find 
an  area  or  court,  filled  with  wagons, 
taking  on  their  loads  of  pies  or  discharg¬ 
ing  their  return  loads  of  tins.  There 
are  a  dozen  ovens  here  and  offices,  rooms 
for  the  manufacture  of  mincemeat,  one 
for  the  preparation  of  fruit,  another 
where  the  dough  is  manufactured — in 
short,  it  is  a  very  busy  place.  It  consumes 
every  day,  except  Sunday,  20  barrels  of 
flour,  1,200  quarts  of  milk,  about  8,000 
eggs,  3,000  pounds  of  lard,  about  4,000 
pounds  of  sugar,  20  barrels  of  apples  and 
other  fruits  in  season  and  out.  A  very 
large  number  of  employees  are  engaged, 
most  of  them  going  to  work  at  3  a.  m. 
and  leaving  at  3  p.  m.  The  pies  are  all 
delivered  before  or  by  noon — there  is  no 
demand  for  them  later  in  the  day.  There 
are  40  wagons,  in  all,  engaged  in  this 
work  of  delivery  in  New  York,  Brooklyn, 
Jersey  City  and  Newark. 
Twenty  thousand  pies  are  turned  out 
daily  and  the  apple  pie  leads  the  year 
round,  though  mince  is  a  good  second 
about  the  holiday  season.  Five  sizes  of 
pies  are  made,  known  to  the  trade  as 
“  home-made,”  the  twelve-inch,  nine- 
inch,  seven-inch  and  “buttons.”  The 
varieties  on  the  list  are  apple,  mince, 
peach,  plum,  lemon,  cranberry,  pump¬ 
kin,  custard,  cocoanut,  rhubarb,  pine¬ 
apple,  strawberry,  currant,  gooseberry, 
huckleberry,  blackberry  and  cherry. 
Others  are  made  at  times,  but  these  are 
the  staples  which  are  found  on  the  lunch 
counters  and  in  the  hotels  and  restau¬ 
rants  all  over  the  city.  The  smallest  pie 
is  sold  at  wholesale  at  4  cents,  the  next 
at  7,  then  14,  20,  35  and  45  cents.  Only 
the  best  material  is  used — no  rancid  or 
adulterated  lard  is  wanted  and  the  most 
critical  examination  by  nose  and  palate 
failed  to  find  anything  wrong.  “They 
are  made,”  said  the  President,  “  just  as 
our  grandmothers  made  them  50  years 
ago,  only  on  a  larger  scale.” 
“How  long  has  this  company  been 
organized  ?  ”  said  The  Rural. 
”  For  21  years.  I  have  been  in  the  busi¬ 
ness  all  my  life — started  it  with  my  entire 
stock  in  a  basket — you  see  what  it  has 
grown  to.” 
It  is  a  very  ably  managed  institution 
and  has  a  branch  in  Philadelphia,  which 
is  also  doing  a  thriving,  though  smaller 
business. 
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