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THE LAMPASAS LEADER
OUTLAWS of EDEN
By Peter B.
WNU Service.
Copyright, by Peter B. Kyne.
SYNOPSIS
At the close of the Mexican war,
tobin Kershaw, with his bride, rode
linto northeastern California. Here he
found a*i ideal valley for cattle rais-
ing:. They christened it Eden Valley,
ielow Eden Valley is a less valuable
l^tract which Kershaw’s wife names
VForlorn Valley. Joel Hensley settles
jin the lower half of the valley. There
j,is bad blood over fences and water
['for irrigation. Kershaw kills Hensley
|and the blood-feud is on. By 1917,
IRance Kershaw, his son Owen, and
fdaughter Lorry are all that remains
[of one clan. Nate Tichenor is the sole
'survivor on the Hensley side. He goes
L’to help Lorry in her car and finds her
(father has died of heart disease. Silas
Babson, banker, schemes to control the
irrigation and hydro-electric possibil-
ities of Eden Valley. Nate tells Lorry
} he and Owen Kershaw, Lorry's brother,
•met in France just before Owen was
killed. They became buddies, and Nate
promised that if he survived Owen he
would look after Lorry as a brother
might do. Babson, determined to se-
cure Lorry’s lake-site and Nate's dam-
site, makes legal application for the
allocation of flood waters to the For-
lorn Valley irrigation district, which
he organizes. With money advanced
by Nate, Lorry clears up her indebted-
ness to Babson. Nate finds he is fall-
ing In love with Lorry. Babson dis-
covers Nate is behind a, power project
which threatens to ruin the banker’s
schemes.
CHAPTER VIII—Continued
—9—
He was possessed of a warm feeling
t>f elation as he motored up to the
Circle K and in a field below the
ranch house found Lorry with her cow-
boys working in the branding corral.
She wore the traditional boots, over-
alls, shirt, and hat of a cowman. \ She
carried a four-strand thirty-foot calf
rope of braided rawhide and bestrode
a buckskin horse that knew his busi-
ness.
Tichenor climbed up on the fence
and watched her work; he thrilled
with professional pride as her small
loop went under the belly of each vic-
tim and curled up and over the legs of
the calf as the little animal went for-
ward; he observed how gently she laid
him down, saving undue strain on her
riata, and dragged him through the
;Soft loose dirt to the fire.1 Rube Ten-
ney, working a calf along the fence
below Nate, said out of the corner of
bis mouth as he passed:
“Ninety-two calves so far today and
she hasn’t missed her cast yet.”
It was long since he had sat on the
top rail of a corral fence, comfortable
In his shirt-sleeves, and looked at good
stock! Long since he had done any
•shooting and fishing, long since his
knees had gripped anything save an
*cademy-trained horse.
He resolved definitely not to give it
j up. When the world wearied him he
1 -could always come back to Eden Val-
| ley and enjoy the society of people
j who had mastered the great art of
1 silent companionship.
Lorry had waved her riata at him
_as he took his seat on the fence; there-
i after she paid no attention to him.
J She was busy. So he sat on the fence
) for an hour, dreaming, remembering,
) planning. Finally he/saw a horse
) .standing, with drooping head, outside
) the corraL A riata was coiled on the
saddle.
“My horse, Lorry?” he called to the
girl.
“Whenever you get your job of
dreaming done with,” she called back,
He climbed down, cinched the saddle
tighter, and swung aboard. “Ride him,
cowboy,” Lorry cried joyously, and as
If this was a signal, the horse went
into action. Tichenor stayed with him
for six jumps, then sailed off into
space and lit on his hands and knees
in the soft dirt; whereupon everybody
laughed long and joyously at his dis-
comfiture. A dozen feet away the horse
was standing, gazing curiously at him.
Lorry rode up to the fence and
looked at him. “What happened?” she
asked sympathetically. He picked him-
self up, furious with embarrassment
end glared at her. “I’ve been away a
long time. I’m soft. I can’t grip ’em
like I used to,” he mumbled, and
caught up the horse. The brute tried
to throw him again, but this time
Tichenor stuck, and the horse, decid-
ing he had had the worst of the ar-
gument, jogged sedately away to the
corral gate, swung into it for Nate to
slip the wooden latch, pushed it open
with his shoulder, pushed it shut
again and sidled humbly up to the
latch for his rider to slide it home
again. Tichenor shook out his loop,
found an unbranded calf and roped it
neatly around the hind legs. Lorry
smiled her approval and before her
smile his anger and embarrassment
melted and he smiled back.
“Nate, I bet Rube a hundred dol-
lars you’d ride him straight up and
.stay with him. You rode him straight
up but you didn’t stay with him—so
you lost a hundred dollars for me.”
“Why didn’t you bet Rube another
hundred I’d miss my first calf.”
“I did,” she confessed sadly. “I’m
out two hundred on you.”
“Go bet him two hundred more I
can rope ten straight.”
She called her bet to Rube Tenney.
“Taken,” the superintendent yelled
back. “And another hundred he misses
one calf in the first five.”
“Take it,” Tichenor urged. Lorry
took it and he won both bets for her.
First time I ever knew a man to
lay off ropin’ nine years an’ come back
with his old-time skill,” Rube Tenney
complained.
“Once a year,- for six years past,
I’ve roped daily for a week in the
rodeo held at Madison Square garden,”
Tichenor confessed. “The first time I
tried it was <?n a private bet. I was
in a box with a lot of society wasters
and there was a rich smart Aleck
there I didn’t like. So I honeyed him
into a bet of ten thousand dollars I
could rope and hog-tie a calf in twenty
seconds.”
Why, that’s slow. I can beat that,”
Lorry challenged.
‘Not on a borrowed horse, with a
borrowed rope and an educated calf,
Lorry. The crowd thought l was part
of the show when I rode out in a top
hat and dress clothes and tied the
critter in fourteen seconds."
Did you collect the ten thousand?”
the practical Mr. Tenney queried.
“I did.”
“I’ll bat you ten thousand I can beat
your time. We’re about finished with
this bunch so we’ll let all but four out
of the corral and haze the others with
their mothers down the field about a
hundred yards. Then Rube shall open
the gate and we’ll start a calf from
the other end of the corral straight
for his mother. The gate shall be the
dead line, and the second the calf is
through it he’s yours to rope and tie.
I noticed the other day you carry a
stop-watch. How about it, neighbor?”
Lorry asked.
‘Give me a tie rope,” was all he
said, and handed his stop-watch to
Rube Tenney. The calf, a husky
youngster about two months old, then
went out the gate for all he was worth.
'//{
Tichenor'Stayed With Him for Six
Jumps.
Forty feet beyond the gate Tichenor’*
rope settled over his head and stopped
him; even as he stopped, the man was
going out of the saddle; crawling up
along the rope, he flopped the calf,
tied him and rolled him over; then
Rube Tenney inspected the tie and
pronounced it perfect. “Fifteen and
a fifth,” he announced. “Good fast
work, Nate.”
They rode back into the corral and
watched Lorry haze her calf out. As
his tail cleared the gate post she
snagged him ; like Nate she lit running,
flanked the calf expertly and tied him.
Tichenor came down and rolled the
little animal over twice. “Nothing
wrong with that tie,” he announced.
“By crikey, you’re strong.”
“Give the lady ten thousand dollars,”
Rube Tenney ordered. “Fourteen fiat.
An’ you’ve traveled a long way for
lickin’, mister.” ^
Nate Tichenor, using the flat of his
saddle for a desk, wrote out the check
“Thanks,” the girl said casually, and
waved the check to dry the ink. “Easy
come, easy go. I have no qualms at
nicking you, Nate. I competed with
the best men in the country at the
Pendleton round-up last year and took
second money. Came away from that
show with eleven hundred dollars and
met the September payroll.”
“You’re a man’s woman,” he told her
feelingly. “I’ve never had more fun
losing ten thousand dollars.”
“And I’ve never had more fun win-
ning it. You’re a true blue sport, Nate',
and a true blue sport never knows a
regret.” And she laughed and tore up
the check.
He had no reply to make to this.
Half angry and half prideful, he sat
his horse, looking down at her with a
queer, intense liglit in his eyes, seeing
which Rube Tenney gathered his cow-
boys together and rode off with them
toward headquarters. When they were
out of hearing Nate Tichenqr spoke;
“Lorry Kershaw, I’ve never loved a
woman before, but I love you.”
Tichenor knew the ghost of old
Ranee Kershaw was coming between
him and his desire.
“I understand, Lorry,’ he said, final-
ly. “Well, I’m good at waiting, but I
certainly do crave the job of taking
care of you.”
She smiled up at him. “Well, I have
resented your valet,” she admitted,
slyly. “What does a valet know about
taking care of a man?”
He dismounted, squatted on his
heels in the shadow of the corral and
motioned her to sit beside him.
‘Tell me anything except how much
money you have,” she suggested pres-
ently. “I’m not interested in that.”
‘Lorry, I’m the proprietor of a big
dream. As a half-owner in a bond
and brokerage house in New York I’ve
made money enough to retire on now.
But I’m too young to rust out, so I’m
going to put over one big deal before
I quit. Lorry, I’m the Mountain Valley
Power company.”
She stood up, gazing down at him
reproachfully. “So you were the Santa
Claus that gave me twice what my
land was worth, were you?” Her tone
was cold. “That was your nice little
method of conferring charity, was it?”
“Well, it was a good price. Lorry,
but the land was worth that to pie.
Had anybody but you owned it I would
have haggled and made a couple of
hundred thousand dollars. Rut it
wasn’t charity. I wasn’t in love with
you when we closed that deal. That’s
happened since and I don’t know why.
I only know I’m glad it’s happened,
even if nothing should ever come of it.
Sit down please. You can’t pick a fight
with me merely, because I declined to
take advantage of your ignorance of
the value of what you held, plus your
acute financial embarrassment.”
She sat down.
"You and I are not popular in our
little world,” he went on. “I don't
know how you feel about it, but that
knowledge has always hurt me. My
heart is here, where my people lie
buried. I’ve wanted to do something
big and constructive, accumulate a lot
of money and employ It wisely—in this
country. I—I want neighbors. I want
to be thought well of.” He waved his
hand toward the east. “I don’t belong
in that country and I don’t like it. I
want to live here and you might as
well know it now.”
“Go on. I'm listening, Nate.”
"You’re going to marry me; sooner
or later, and I want to know if you’d
have any objection ‘to living here six
months of the year?”
“A little bit shorter than I care to
consider, but I can stand it.”
“Lorry, you’re a darling. Well, I’ve
found a way to popularize both clans.
When the Mountain Valley Power com-
pany’s dam is in, I’m going to sell wa-
ter cheap to Forlorn Valley. They’re
irrigating from deep wells over there.”
“Those people are a miserable lot,
Nate. I was blackballed out of the
women’s club in Valley Center.”
‘Starving’ Chinch
Bugs Checks Loss
Diet of Legume Crops Good
Plan to Minimize the
Threatened Raid.
Flint, Entomologist, College
Agriculture, University of Illinois.
Colors of Male Birds and Lizards
Serve to Frighten Off Their Rivals
It’s long been a popular idea that in
the animal world the gay coloring of
the male is bestowed upon him to at-
tract a mate. This isn’t really so, says
Dr. G. Kingsley Nobel, curator of ex-
perimental biology at the American
Museum of Natural History, for the
brilliance of his dress serves rather to
frighten away rivals- than to attract
the lady of his choice.
These conclusions reached through
laboratory research, differed so widely
from the views of Darwin and the
majority of scientists that Doctor No-
ble deemed it desirable to re-study the
problem under natural conditions.
The United Clay Mines corporation,
through its vice president, C. VV. Hall,
generously offered to help his field
studies by placing at Doctor Noble’s
disposal a house In the New Jersey
pine barrens, where the fence lizard,
Sceloporous undulatus, was abundant.
The male of this species bears on
either side of his body a handsome
stripe of blue which is nearly con-
tinuous with a spot of the same color
on the , throat as distinguished from
the female which has little coloration.
“The males, a* the season pro-
gresses,” writes Doctor Noble in Nat-
ural History Magazine of the Ameri-
can Museum of Natural History, “be-
comes extremely pugnacious and es-
tablishes himself in a definite terri-
tory. If another male is dropped into
that territory, the first tenant either
goes into a full display, compressing
his sides until his gorgeous blue
stripe stands out In shimmering bril-
liancy, or else he dashes forward in
most violent attack. If the trespasser
Is a female the male never displays.
This difference In behavior observed
at frequent Intervals shows that the
bright colors of the male fence lizard
are employed to bluff possible rivals
Into withdrawing from a fight. The
adornment of the male Is not wed-
ding finery but a gladiator’s vestment.”
Lucky Reptile*
The teeth of serpents and crocodll-
ians as a rule are perpetually re
newed, new ones growing out to re
place the old as fast as they are worn
out and disappear. This is believed
to be largely responsible for the re-
markable longevity of some of these
creatures.
“So was my mother.”
“I’ve never been invited to a party
or a picnic or a dance or a barbecue,
even by the people who come up here
to picnic and fish and hunt on our
ranch. . I want no credit from those
people, Nate.”
A break in her voice caused him to
glance sharply at her. Tears were
rolling silently down her cheeks.
He gazed moodily down Eden Valley
and watched the last rays of the sun
gilding the crowns of the scattered
pines. Yes, the people of Forlorn Val-
ley had always been free to use Eden
Valley for a playground.
“They can’t come to Eden Valley
any more,” he decided aloud. “I’ll put
a sign up on the gate that leads from
the open country to the Bar H.” The
mountaineer was speaking now. “I
wouldn’t have truck with your ene-
mies Lorry.”
She leaned over, put her arm around
his neck, drew his face down and
kissed him. “I do love you. Nate. And
we’re sufficient unto ourselves, aren't
we?”
He held her so close to him she
could hear his heart thumping with
the fierce joy that possessed him. He
was happy at last; the thought came
to him that never again would be be
lonely. Nevertheless, he had dreamed
a big dream and he recoiled froi* the
prospect of abandoning it.
We needn’t be friendly with them,
darling,” he resumed, “but we can sell
them water, make a lot of money out
of them and save them a lot of morey.
And it’s not altogether their fault that
we’ve been ostracized. You’ve got to
admit we weren’t a wholesome crew.”
We’ll ruin them,” she cried, passion-
ately, “and when they’ve been ruined
we’ll run cattle over their farms,
Nate.”
She was still recalcitrant, for she
had been wounded deeply, and women
do not forget their wounds as readily
as men do. "I’m not interested, Nate,
I am not my brother’s keeper.”
“I rather thought you might urge
me to be nice to them,” he complained
a little sadly. And he went on to
sketch the situation as he had con-
ceived it, ,the girl listening alertly and
forbearing to interrupt him. At the
conclusion of bis statement she said:
“Very well, Nate. I’ll get religion
and love mine enemies; they’ve struck
me on one cheek, but for your sake
I’ll turn the other. But I'll not for-
give Silas Babson. Nate, he killed my
father just as surely as any Hensley
ever killed a Kershaw or any Kershaw
ever killed a Hensley. You said a mo-
ment ago you wouldn’t have truck
with my enemies. Well, that Babsog
>s my enemy. Are you going to have
truck with him?”
“I do not see how I can very well
avoid that, Lorry. Forlorn Valley will
have to form an irrigation district to
get the water and you know Babson’s
their bellwether. He’ll run the show.”
“He mustn’t run it with you. You’ll
run that show. I’ll not have you play-
ing second fiddle to a man that isn’t
fit to shine your boots. That’s final.”
“Well, how are you going to prevent
It, spitfire?”
“If you do I’ll not marry you.”
“Threatening me, eh? Don’t yon
realize none of my clan has ever been
driven?”
She dodged that terse thrust. “I’ll
compromise with you. Be nice to the
Forlorn Valleyites, if you wish, but
smash Babson. I want him smashed,’*
she added with quiet vehemence.
‘But if I humor you, little wildcat,
I’ll have to smash the Bank of Valley
Center, and when the bank’s smashed
all the depositors will be smashed
with it.”
You don’t truly love me,” she
chided him, petulantly.
“I can give up my love. I’ve lived
twenty-nine years without it and I can
live some more.”
Again she put her arms around him
and drew his face down to hers. “Why,
we’re feuding again, sweetheart,” she
murmured softly. “Have it your own
way. I’d rather have you than the
scalp of Silas Babson”—find she sealed
that pronouncement with kisses.
“YTou win, Lorry. You can lead a
mule to water but you can’t make him
drink. I’ll smash Babson for you. And
I have an ancient grudge against that
rat Henry Rookby, too, so I’ll knock
him out of the best salaried position in
Valley Center.”
“What’s wrong with Henry Rookby?’*
“Once, when I was about sixteen
years old, I walked around the block
in Valley Center to avoid coming face
to face with your brother Owen. Rook-
by saw me do it, so he followed me
and twitted me about it. Implied 1
was afraid of Owen. Then he went
back and talked with Owen and I saw
the pair of them smiling In my direc-
tion. So I didn't avoid the meeting
after that. Rookby would have liked
to see a killing, I imagine, just to vary
the routine of his dull life. So I bent
my gun over his right shoulder—up be-
tween the shoulder and the neck—and
knocked him flat on his back. And
I said to him: ‘Rookby, If you want
a killing, say so and I’ll kill you. I’m
not looking for Kershaw—yet.’ **
"And what did Owen say?’’
TO BBJ CONTINUEIX
By W.
Aerlculturt. _________
WNU Service.
What threatens to be one of the
most destructive invasion of chinch
bugs can be headed off and wide-
spread damage prevented or at least
minimized if farmers will starve the
bugs by limiting them to a “diet” of
legume crops.
Unless the weather during May and
June is wetter than usual, so as to
drown out the bugs, they threaten to
cause more damage than they have
caused in any year during the past
50.
Farmers that are known to be in the
heavily infested chinch bug area are
being warned to include , all the leg-
umes possible in the field crops they
grow during the coining season. This
is one of the most effective and at the
same time one of the least expensive
methods that farmers can use in fight-
ing the bugs.
If chinch bugs could be confined
only to legumes during the coming
season, they would not live any longer
than a meat-eating animal would live
on this same diet. Chinch bugs will
not feed on any of the legumes, in-
cluding alfalfa, soy beans, cowpeas,
field peas, red clover, sweet clover,
vetch or lespedeza. Neither will they
feed on such other common field crops
as rape, buckwheat, flax, sunflowers or
stock beets.
The crops that are “meat” for
chinch bug^s and the only ones on
which they feed are the grasses, and
these grasses must be green with the
sap flowing in them, as the chinch
bug is a sucking insect and takes its
food not by biting off and chewing up
a bit of the leaf surface, but by in-
serting its beak in the grass plants
and sucking out the sap. They feed
on all the small grains, including bar-
ley, spring wheat, winter wheat, oats,
rye, emmer and spelt. They will also
feed on sorghum, broom corn, field
corn, sweet corn, sudan grass and mil-
let.
If corn and soy beans are planted to-
gether and a good growth of soy beans
is obtained so that the beans shade
the lower parts of the cornstalks, such
shaded stalks will have fewer bugs
than corn without soy beans. A heavy
stand of sudan grass and soy beans
will suffer only slightly from chinch
bug damage, whereas sudan grass
alone would be killed.
’FARM*
POULTRY
WEIGHT OF EGGS
ECONOMIC FACTOR
Reliable Estimate May Be
Easily Obtained.
The average weight of the eggs laid
by a hen during a year is now con-
sidered as an important economic fac-
tor in egg production, say.s Wallaces'
Farmer, not only from the standpoint
of the higher market price for large
over small eggs, but also from the
standpoint of egg weight inheritance.
Manifestly, weighing each egg of a hen
throughout the year is a laborious
task and one that is wholly out of the
question for the practical poultry
breeder.
According to the poultry division of
the bureau of animal Industry, United
States Department of Agriculture,
there are certain short cuts that ean
safely be taken in estimating the av-
erage weight of the eggs laid by a
given hen in a year. Thus, Albert B.
Godfrey, of the government poultry
Investigations, says:
“An approximation of the mean an-
nual egg weight can be determined at
the beginning of the pullet laying year
from a knowledge of the average
weight of the first ten eggs, the body
weight at first egg, and the age at
first egg.
“A reliable estimate of the mean an-
nual egg weight of all eggs laid by
each bird can be ascertained by weigh-
ing the eggs laid by each bird the first
four days of each month.
“A more reliable and more readily
obtained estimate of the mean annual
egg weight of all eggs laid by each bird
can be ascertained by computing the
mean weight of the eggs laid by Bach
bird on any specified day of the week
throughout the first laying year.”
Urge Sanitary Measures
for Control of Garget
No one can estimate the economic
loss caused by' mastitis, commonly
known as garget, say Prof. D. H. Udall
and S. D. Johnson of the New York
State Veterinary college. In some
dairy cattle herds the loss is slight,
they say, and in others it is severe.
Each herd, however, pays an un-
necessary toll, and the total loss Is
enormous. Because of the hidden na-
ture of the disease it may often go un-
noticed.
When an owner says that a certain
cow made a high record but was
“burned out” by high feeding and
never produced well again, the usual
cause is mastitis. The disease is
marked by repeated attacks that tend
to appear when the cow is drying off,
or shortly after she freshens, or when
she isvfed on a high protein diet, or
when exposed to unusual strain. If
the disease is active the milk may
become watery or contain flakes.
The best evidence shows that infec-
tion occurs during milking, and extra
precaution at milking is urged. Gar-
get spreads less readily in herds
milked by hand than in herds milked
by a machine.
Salt Needed Ingredient
in Ration for Chicks
Salt has been recognized as a need-
ed ingredient in a chick ration, but
recently there has been some dis-
agreement among poultry specialists
as to the exact proportion which gives
the best results.
Preliminary results secured at the
University of Wisconsin in feeding
trials the past year indicate that re-
tions containing 1 per cent of salt re-
sult in better growth than the same ra-
tions • containing no salt, and very
much better results than when salt
is added on a basis of 5 per cent of
the ration.
At twenty weeks of age the chicks
fed the stock ration without salt aver-
aged 1,499 grams in weight, those fed
the same ration plus 1 per cent of salt
averaged 1.6S7 grams, while those fed
the ration plus 5 per cent of salt aver-
aged only 1,412 grams. The death
losses in the lot fed 5 per cent salt
were six times as great as for each
of the other two lots, being 30 per
cent in co'ntrast to 5 per cent.
Farming Revolutionized
The revolution in method wrought
jn the farm by the tractor is not gen-
erally realized in urban communities,
points out the Montreal Gazette. It
has ushered in the era of power-farm-
ing, affording employment to a smaller
number of persons, but with an in-
crease of individual output. The chem-
ist with his fertilizers, the biologist
by segregating special resistant qual-
ities for particular climates and soils,
have both contributed their quota to
a development as significant in its way
as the coming of the railway train and
steamship.
Separate Backward Chicks
Separating the robust or sturdy
birds from the backward chickens can-
not fail to benefit the poultryman.
Backward birds will not make growth
when running in flocks where they
are continually harassed by older or
better-developed chicks. A good plan
is to make a feeding crate in which
larger chicks or adult fowls cannot en-
ter and which gives protection to
young chicks while feeding. To give
extra nutriment to assist growth of
quill and feather, mix well a table-
spoonful of linseed jelly (made by
stewing ordinary linseed) in the wet
mash for a week or so. This will pro-
mote growth and quality as well aa
luster on the new plumage.
The Best Potato Seed
Seed pieces from the tip or seed end
of potato tubers produce much more
vigorous plants and greater yield than
pieces taken from the basal or stem
end of the same tuber, says F. 6. Stew-
art, potato specialist at the state ex-
periment station at Geneva, N. Y. His
experiments with spuds strongly sup-
port this contention. The experiments
also show, he says, that Infection of
the seed tubers with leafroll does not
alter this relationship.
Poultry-House Litters
Wheat straw and crushed corn cobs
are the most abundant poultry house
litters. Any litter should be light in
weight, absorb moisture readily and be
easily cleaned. Most poultry men use
wheat straw, if it is available on the
farm, but crushed cobs are popular
because they are dry and are easy to
clean out. When using cobs the chicks
should have feed and water as soon as
they are placed in the house, other-
wise they may eat too many cobs.
Manure for Mushrooms
Horse manure furnishes the only
satisfactory compost known for mush-
room . growing. This may contain an
ample supply of straw which has been
used in bedding. The straw not only
adds to the bulk of the material but
it also reaches a desirable stage of de-
composition in a comparatively short
time and has that moisture holding
capacity which is so desirable in mush-
room growing. Some growers advise
the addition of 1-3 of fresh loam ir
the chmpost.—Montreal Herald.
Poultry Gleanings
The cause of dead chicks in shell
may often be traced to the use of thin-
shelled hatching eggs.
A hen’s egg contains 66 per cent wa-
ter, 10 per cent fat, 13 per cent pro-
tein and 11 per cent minerals.
Milk gives health and vigor, and
stimulates egg production, and It pays
dividends in increased number of eggs.
The Income from eggs In the United
States is estimated at $1,175,000,000
yearly.
There is an average of three chick-
ens on farms for each person in the
United States.
Approximately 2,656,000,000 eggs are
consumed annually and .0045 per cent
Nare imported from China.
Eggs, pork, milk and poultry are to
be canned In a factory owned by farm*
•rs of Warwickshire, England.
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