MARSHALL, MINN. 
garden plot to so many feet or tells you 
what you must plant. No doubt if they 
did tell us what to plant they’d omit 
onions and who can live without an onion 
now and then? A fellow told me he knew 
a woman who lived on onions alone and I 
said a woman like that should live alone. 
This year like preceding years, I shall 
carry a complete line of cabbage, tomato, 
onion and sweet potato plants in season. 
These plants are hardier than the home 
grown hot house variety for they are 
grown out in fields and cultivated like 
we cultivate corn. You know our nursery¬ 
man sells strawberry plants and he always 
tells his customers what to spread on 
them so they’ll do well. Well, one day 
little Johnnie was watching the neighbor 
who had a pail of fertilizer and asked, 
“What are you doing with that?” “Put¬ 
ting it on the strawberries,” said the 
neighbor. “Oh!” said Johnnie, “We al¬ 
ways put cream and sugar on ours.” 
I’d like to see everyone try their luck 
with plants this year but I hope you have 
better luck than the professor had. A 
landlady was showing a room and said, “A 
professor formerly occupied this room, 
sir. He experimented with a new explosive.” 
New Roomer: “Ah! I suppose those spots 
on the ceiling is the explosive.” Landlady: 
“No, they’re the professor.” 
'Again I’ll offer the same assortment of 
chick feeds, but I hope it doesn’t affect 
your chickens as Mrs. Jones, the would-be 
chicken raiser who was having a little 
difficulty with her flock so she wrote the 
following letter to the Department of Agri¬ 
culture: Something is wrong with my 
chickens. Every morning when I come 
out I find two or three lying on the ground 
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