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Show THE TIMES-NEW- NEPHI, UTAH S, THE BRANDING IRON DAIRY FACTS CHAPTER IX By Continued. 22 is tired of you, Betty. He loves "lie Jane West." Jasper laughed shortly, looking at the tableau they made: Prosper white, caught In the teeth of honor, his face set to hide Its secret, Betty reading his eyes, his soul. "I am entirely yours, in your hands," said Prosper Gael. Betty shook his arm and let It go. "You are lying. You love the woman. Do you think I can't see?" "It will be a very strange divorce suit," went on Jasper. "Your lawyers, Betty, will perhaps prove your case. My lawyers will certainly prove mine, and, when we find ourselves free, our our lovers will then unite In holy matrimony rather an original outcome." "Will you go, Prosper?" asked Betty. It was a command. lie saw that, at that moment, his presence was Intolerable to her. "Of course. If you wish it. Jasper, you know where to find me, and, Betty," he turned to her with a weary tenderness "forgive me and make use of me, if you will, as yon will." He went out quickly, feeling himself a coward to leave her, knowing that he would be a coward to stay to watch the anguish of her broken heart and pride. For an Instant he did hesitate and look back. They were standing together, calmly, man and wife. What could he do to help them, he that had broken their lives? Betty turned to Jasper, still with the muff before her mouth, looking at him above it with her wide, childlike, desperate eyes. "What do you get out of this, Jasper! I will go to Woodward. I will never come back to you. Ia It revenge?" "If so," said Jasper, "it Isn't yet complete. Betty, you have been rash to pit yourself against me. You must have known that I would break you utterly. I will break you, my dear, and I will have you back, and will be your master Instead of your servant, and I will love you " "You must be mad. I'm afraid of you. Please let. me go." "In a moment, when you have learned what home you have to go to. This morning I had an Interview with your brother In his ofllce, and he wrote this letter that I have In my pocket and asked me to give it to you." Betty laid down her muff, showing at last the pale and twisted mouth. Jasper watched her read her brother's letter, and his eyes were as patient and observant as the eyes of a skillful doctor who has given a dangerous but necessary draught. Betty read the small, sharp, care ful writing, very familiar to her. "I have1 instructed your maid to pack your things and to return at once to your husband's house. He is a much too merciful man. You have treated him shamelessly. I can find no excuse for you. My house Is definitely closed to you. I will send you no money, allow you no support, coun tenance you In no way. This Is final. You have only one course, to return humbly and with penitence to your husband, submit yourself to him, and learn to love and honor and obey him as he deserves. The evidence of your guilt Is incontrovertible. I utterly dis believe your story against him. It Is part of your sin, and It Is easily to be explained In the light of my present knowledge of your real character. Whether you return to Morena or not, I emphatically reassert that I will not aee you or speak to you again. You are to my mind a woman of shameless life, such a woman as I should feel Justified In turning out of any decent household. "WOODWARD KANE." The room turned giddily about She saw the whole roaring Betty. city turn about her, and she knew that there was no home In it for her. She could go to Prosper Gael, but at what hprrlble sacrifice of pride, and. If Jasper dow refused to bring suit, could she ask this man, who loved her, to keep her as his mistress? What could she do? Where could she turn? How could she keep herself Alive? For the first time, life, stripped of everything hut Its hard and ugly bones, faced her. She hnd always been sheltered, been dependent, been loved. Once before she bad lost courage and had failed to venture beyond the familiar shelter of custom andcon-ventloNow, she was again most horribly afraid. Anything was better than this feeling of being lost, alone. 8he looked at Jmper. At that niomeut he was nothing but protector, a means of life, and lie knew It. "Will you come home with me now?" he anked her bitterly. Betty forced the twisted mouth to speech. "What else Is there for me to do?" he mild. ... " CHAPTER X The Clean Wild Thing. Reverend Francis Holllwell." Morrna turned the card over and over In his hnnd. "Holllwell. Ilolllwell. Frank Ilolllwell." Yes. One of the fellows Mint hnd dropped out. P.lg, athletic youngster; left college In his Junior year and studied for the ministry. Fine chap. Popular. Jasper tried to remember. He'd heard something bout Frank. Oh, yes. The young clergyman had given up a fashionable parish In the east small Norman rhnrch, wealthy parishioners, splendid Upend, beautiful stone Norman rectorythrown It all op to go west on aotne unheard-o- f mission In the He wu back now, probably for The age-trut- h. Katharine Newlin Burt Katharine Copyright by N. Burt money, donations wanted for a build ing, church or hospital or library. Jas per In Imagination wrote out a gen erous check. Before going down he Morena smiled kindly. "You've coma a long way, Mr. Landls, on an uncer-talnty- ." "Yes. sir.". Pierre did not smile. He was holding himself steady. "But I'm used to uncertainty. There ain't no uncertainty that can keep me from ' COWS ON PASTURE .NEED SOME GRAIN tft seekin' after the person I want." He The common practice of feeding no the eyes still fixed upon Mo- grain to dairy cows paused, on early pasture Is the card at and noticed glanced again rena, who, uncomfortable under them, probably not good economy some lines across the back : in the long "This Is to Introduce one of my best friends, Pierre Landls, of Wyoming. Please be of service to him. His mis sion has and deserves to have my full sympathy." So, after all. It wasn't Holllwell below and the checkbook would not be needed. "Pierre Landis of Wyoming." Jasper went down the stairs and on the way he remembered a letter re ceived from Yarnall a long time be fore. He remembered it with an ac cession of alarm. "I've probably let h 1 loose for your protegee, Jane ; given your address, and incidentally hers, to a fellow who wants her pretty badly. His name's Pierre Landls, You're a pretty good Judge of white men. Size him up and do what's best for Jane." For some time after receiving this letter, Jasper had expected the ap pearance of this Pierre Landls, then had forgotten him. The fellow who wanted Jane so badly had been a long while on hia way to her. Remembering and wondering, the manager opened the crimson curtains and stepped Into the presence of Pierre. Even If he had had no foreknowl edge, Jasper felt that, at sight of his visitor, his fancy would have Jumped to Joan. It was the eyes; he, had seen veiled himself thinly in cigarette smoke. "I want to see this Jane," Pierre ended gently. "Nothing easier, Lentils. 'I'll give you a ticket to The Leopardess.' She is acting the title part. She is my leading lady and a very extraordinary young actress. Of course, it's none of my business, but in a way 1 am Miss West's guardian " "Miss West?" "Yes. That Is Jane's same Jane West. You think It is an assumed one?" -- run. In the opinion of workers in the ileld of animal feeding at Cornell university. They point out tfiat pasture grass is a strong stimulant to milk production. If no grain Is fed the cows are likely to run down in flesh. This will lead to reduced milk production later on, when the pastures begin to dry up, and heavy feeding then will ordinarily not prevent this reduction. Cows of average production when they go on pasture should be fed at least . to one-haof the amount of grain they were receiving when In the . barn. But the grain mixture does not need such expensive high protein feeds as linseed oil, cottonseed meal or gluten feed as are given during, the winter season. A mixture made up of equal parts of wheat bran, ground oats and hominy or corn meal would be. suitable. A grain mixture depends upon tha kind of roughage with which it is to be fed. Pasture grass Is a high protein feed and, furthermore, the proteins it contains are of the highest quality, so high protein feeds may be left out of the grain ration. Yet grass lacks fat or nutrients. Except for this deficiency, It Is an almost perfect feed for milk production. In a ration made up of pasture grass and a grain mixture containing no high protein feeds, the protein content will always equal or exceed the amountss called for in feeding standards producing up to sixty pounds of milk daily, as long as pasturage is plentiful, green and succulent. This statement applies only under these conditions. When pastures begin to dry up and get short during July and August the grass contains much less protein than earlier In the season. The grain mixture must then be changed to Include some high protein feeds. In addition more grain must be fed to make up for the shortage In pasture. pOi, Kathleen laughed a merry laugh, & And she dressed herself in green. "To celebrate St Patrick's Day." Said this blue -- eyed Irish queen; ? uf 7 . i - t 1 i r nd she met a man so handsome TOh a shamrock in his hat one-thir- d lf Pierre stood up. "I'm not thlnkin' on this trip," he said; "I'm hopin'." "I am sorry, but I am afraid you're on the wrong track. There may be a there may even be a resemblance, marked resemblance, between Miss West and the person you want to find, but again please forgive me I am in the place of guardian to her at present and I should like to know something of your business, enough of it, that Is, to be sure that your sudden appearance, if you happen to be right in your surmise, won't frighten my leading lady out of her wits and send her off to Kalamazoo on the next train." Pierre evidently resented the fash-Io- n of this speech. "I'm sorry," he said with dignity, "not to be able to tell you anything. I'll be careful not to frighten Miss West. I can see her first from a distance an then'' "Certainly. Certainly." to Jasper rang and directed get an envelope from an upstairs table. When It came, he handed it to Pierre. "That Is a ticket for tomorrow night's performance. It's the best seat I can give you, though It is not very near the stage. However, you will certainly be able to recognize your Jane, if she Is your Jane." Pierre pocketed the ticket. "Thank you," he murmured. His face was ex" pressionless. Jasper was making rapid plans. "Oh, by the way," he said hurriedly, "if you should stand near the stage exit tonight, say at about twelve o'clock, you could see Miss West come out and get Into her motor. That would give you a fairly close view. But even If you find you are mistaken, Landls, be sure to see The Leopardess.' It's well worth your while. You're going? Won't you dine with me tonight?", "No, thank you. I wouldn't be carln to tonight. I I reckon I've got thla matter too much on my mind. Thank you very much, Mr. Morena." "Before you go, tell me about Holllwell. He was a good friend of mine." "He was a good friend to most every one he knowed. He was more than "What Else Is There for Me to Do?" that to me." She Said. "Then he's been a success out there?" no others but hers like them for clar Pierre meditated over the words, grave eyes that held a ity; curious depth of light. Here was one "Success? Why, yes, I reckon he's of Joan's kindred, one of the cltean, been all of that." "A difficult mission, Isn't It? Trywild things. Then came the gentle western drawl. ing to bring you fellows to God?" Pierre smfled. "I reckon we get "I'm right sorry to trouble you, Mr. closer to God out there than you do Morena." here. We sure get the fear of .Him Jasper took a brown hand that had the feel of Iron. The man's face, on a even If we don't get nothln' else. When level with Jasper's, was very brown you fight winter an' all outdoors an' near to death with bosses an and lean. It had a worn look, a trifle come what-noI guess you're gettln' desperate, perhaps. In the lines of Hp close to why, somethin' not quite to be exand the expression of the smoke-co- l s Holllwell, he's a ored eyes. Jasper, sensitive to under plained. best I ever knowed." currents, became aware that he stood Morena laughed. He was beginning In some fashion for a forlorn hope In the life of this Pierre. At the same to enjoy his visitor. "That's one name fer a parson. time the manager remembered a con fidence of Jane's. She had been Well, sir, I guess Holllwell Is plumb "afruld of some one." She had been close to bein a prize "Tell me how you first met him. It running away. There was one that mustn't find her, and to run away ought to be a good story." But the young mtin'i face grew from him, that was the business of her bleak at this. "It ain't a good story, life. I'lerre Landls was this "one," the something wild and clean that had sir," he said grimly. "It ain't anyat last come searching even Into this thing like that. I must wish you an' thank you kindly." city. It was necessary that Jane's goodby, "But let me see you again? you'll be present protector should very careful. There must be no running away Where are you stopping? IlolllweU's this time, and Pierre must be warned friends are nine." Pierre gave him the address of a off. Japer had plans of his own for his star player. For one thing she small, downtown hotel, thanked him must draw Prosper GaeJ completely again, and, standing in the hall, added, "If I'm wrong In the notion that out of Betty's life. brought me to Sew York, I'll be goln' Jasper made his guest comfortable, back sat opposite him, and lighted a cig- I'm again to my ranch, Mr. Morena. goln' back to ranchlit' on the old arette. Although Pierre had accepted homestead. I've got It fixed up." He one, he did not smoke. He was far seemed to look through Jasper Into an too disturbed. enormous distance. Morena was al"Frank Hnlliwell gave me a note to most aware of the long, long uncannily I Mr. Morena. you, got your address which this man's Fpirit had some years ago from Yarnall, of Journey by trodden, of the desert he faced abend I.azy-ranch, Middle Fork, Wyoming. of him If the search must fall. Was I've been gettin' my affairs Into shape it to warn Jane? Ought this ever since, so that I could come eaat. manwrong to be given his chance7 Surely I don't rightly know whether Yarnall here stood before him Jane's mate. would have wrote to you concernln' wished that he knew more of Jasper me or no." the history back of Pierre and the glrL "Yes. He did write Just a line-t- wo A man could do little but look out for years ago." his own whea he worked In Pierre studied his own long, hrown the dark. Interests, Which would be the better hands, turning the soft hat between man for Jane? this Jane so trained, them. When he lifted his eyes, tley so educated, so far removed superwere Intensely blue. It was as tho'igh from the ungrammatlcal, ficially blue fire had consumed the smoka. bronzed, clumsily dressed, graceful after-been takln' "I've girl. She visitor. In every worldly respect, was called Jane on Yarnnll's ranch an' doubtless. Gael. Only there she was cook there for the outfit. No- was Plerre'8Prosper arid the soul eyes looking body knowed her story nor br name. out of them. She left the mornln' I earn In an' I Jasper said goodby half absently. didn't set eyes on her. You were An hour later he went to call on takln' her east to teach her to play-ac- t Jane. for you. I don't know whether you (TO BS CONTINUED.) done so or not, but I've come here to learn where she la so that I can find The net Income of the Mexican pos out If she's the woman I'm lookln' tal department during the year 1023 for." amounted t 8MXX pases. ' his-ma- t, first-clas- energy-producin- Just what do you make of that 1 OK yes, you're right it is quite true That before long they u?ere u?ed And all because they wore the green, ' Each of them since has said! Copyright, 1924, Waters Newnwrwr Union. g 7-- b High-Produci- St. Patrick's Daq, and Whq Eg UJillis F. Johnson in Nev TJork Corn Fed to Live Stock More than 85 per cent of the United States corn crop Is fed to live stock and somewhat less than 10 per cent Is used for human food, according "to recent data compiled by the Cnlted States Department of Agriculture. The hog Is the largest consumer, 40 per cent being fed to swine on farms. Horses and cattle are next, using 20 and 13 per cent, respectively. The exports of corn, as grain, have never been large. DAIRY NOTES Dairying Is tlie balance wheel of riculture. ag- Tribana (HERE is no ground for wondIng at the zeal and piety with erful ng "When good grade cows are selling from $150 to $200 per head, there Is a tendency to buy cheap ones," says C. B. Flnley, dairy expert of Iowa. Many men, he finds, get enthusiastic over the possibilities of dairying, sell their herds and replace them with cheap dairy cows wliose only qualification for the name Is the fact that they recently freshened or possess the color of one of the dairy breeds. The natural result Is failure and a disgust for the dairy business. Furthermore, there are many men who lack the necessary experience to make cows profitable should they succeed in buying good ones. Finley reports much more general success when farmers grow Into a herd. This Is accomplished by raising the daughters of a good pure bred bull or In buying a few choice heifers. No doubt lndlvlduul cases warrant buying a few good pure bred cows for foundation animals. The man who grows Into the" dairy business has an opportunity to reorganize his crop rotation and establish a legume crop so necessary for milk production. As a rule It Is also necessary for him to Improve his barn and put In a silo, all of which costs money and must be done as profits allow. memorate the anniversary fe! their patron saint, of since, for St. Patrick no longer to care for a good cow than a poor one. Inaccurate farm and shipping "scales will take their cost out of your pocket several times over In a year. It Is hard to understand why so have not yet dismany covered the value of the silo. If they have discovered It they are certainly neglectful In putting It Into operation. The feeding of scrub rows ond the "scrub" feeding of good cows ore two of the worst mistakes dairyman can make. Do not stint the dulry cow, give her all she will eat of the right kind of feeds, properly balanced, IT you ex- pect her to produce liberally. From 25 to 40 per cent of nil tuberculosis In children ntider five years of fe Is contracted by using products from tuberculous cows, according to the federal Department of Agriculture. And Nicholas, our old friend Santa Claus, Archbishop of Myra perhaps his remains were removed to Barl, where those marvelous celebrations in his honor are yearly held ; but It Is quite certain that be had nothing to do with Russia. But Patrick, or Succat (In Celtic), whether of Irish blood and birth or not, was, from his boyhood to his, death, inseparably identified with Ireland and the Irish, and his teachings and his Influence have for fifteen centuries been so closely Interwoven with the Intellectual and spiritual life of that people as to be bone of ttielr bone, flesh of their flesh, brain of their brain, heart of their heart. The very map of Ireland Is a record of his life. He landed at Innlspatrick and thence went to Holmpatrlck. Converting a chieftain In County Down on his own threshing floor, the place became known as Sabbalpatrlck and Saulpatrlck. In Antrim there Is and also Ballyllg-patrlcTemplepatrlck, and a mountain in Mayo Is In East Meath ha Croaghpatrlck. founded tlie Abbey of Domnach-patrlcIn Donegal there Is St Patrick's purgatory, In Leinster St Patrick's wood, at Cnshel St. Patrick's rock, and there are a dozen St Patrick's wells. There Is Downpatrlck, where he died, and Downpatrlck head. In other lands, too, his name Is thus preserved. He was said to have been born at Kilpatrlck, in Dumbartonshire; he lived at Dalpatrlck In Lanarkshire; he visited Cralgpatrlck, near Inverness; he built churches at Klrkpatrlck In Kirkcudbright, at k In Dumfries, and at Klrkpatrlck In Durham; he preached at Patrlcksdale or Patterdale In Westmoreland ; he walked into Wales over Sarnpatrlck, or Patrick's causeway; the Isle of Man v was called Innlspatrick after he had visited It and had founded the Church of Klrkpatrlck, and he sailed for France from Llanpatrick, in Anglesea. Note, too, the manner In which various notable traditions have come to be identified with Patrick, though existing long before his time. The trefoil was venerated by the ancient Persians as emblematic of the Triads In their religion, and In Arabic It was called "sharorakh." But nobody ever thinks of It, or of oxalls, now save as the Irish shamrock, used by St. Patrick In his demonstration of the Christian Trinity. Again, centuries before bis time. It was scientifically asserted that serpents were never seen wliere trefoil grows and that herb was a specific against their bite. But who thinks now of the Elder I'llny by the side of the story of St. Patrick's expulsion of all serpents from the land where the shamrock grows? It might Indeed he plausibly questioned whether, with the one obvious exception, any other single man has for centuries meant so much to the genius and tlie life of a people as St. Patrick has to the Irish race throughout the world. reasons based on fact, means more to them, and has for centuries meant more to Ireland, than any other patron saint In the calendar has meant to the .land that reveres his name. Indeed, he Is the only one who can be said to have been associated with his country to such a degree as to shape Its destiny and to dominate all Its subsequent history. Some of the most famous patron saints have had only the most shad-6w- y and legendary relations to the countries which adopted them. Such conspicuously Is the case with St George, who never was In England nor nad anything to do with It If we are to believe Gibbon, he was a most undesirable and discreditable person, a grafter, a tyrant and a heretic, who richly deserved the killing which was administered to him ; and he was adopted as a patron by Richard Coeur de Lion because he saw him In a dream, before the Battle of Acre, as a precursor of victory. Butler, the Catholic historian, makes him an entirely different person, of saintly life, who suffered martyrdom under Diocletian, but was never near England. Finally, the erudite and reverent Sabine Baring-Gouldoubts If there ever was such a person, outside of a sun god myth. St. Andrew was a real enough person, the brother of Simon ireter, of Bethsalda, In Galilee. But all that we know of him Is In the New Testament, and there Is only the most legendary foundation for rhe story that his body was taken to Scotland and Interred where now stand the r)ty and cathedral wlilca bear his name. David, or Ddewl, was a real person, too, archbishop of Caerleon and primate of Wales. But he had no lasting Influence over the life of the Welsh people, and, Indeed, he was regarded as belonging more to England than to Wales especlnlly since he was reputed to have wrought the miracle which created the thermal waters at Bath Denis, or Dlonysiafl, was an early by no means the first missionary to the Gauls, and was the first bishop of Paris ; hut his mark In French history Is so slight as to be almost negligible perhaps mot remembered through rhe eplgrnm of the Irreverently witty PC lady of the old retritno who, being reminded that after !.! martyrdom by St. Patrick' Day Dreamt decapitation the snint walked two miles with his head under his arm, be- 1 wontUr today In old Ireland la thinking of ma. fore he died, observed : "The distance I If wonrler If thoughta ro 'turning doesn't matter; It'a the first step that ? To a wanderer over tha counts: I wonder, aa ahnmrocks Ihry urnther. a ona If mo. for picking As for James the Rider, brother of And thjr'r when the peat Area burn tn the John, and son of Zebedee, he aphuah of the nlxht If my face in the glow light they aee? pears to have suffered martyrdom tinder Herod Agrlppa In A. I). and t wnmler If Kom'ont Is pravtna; there Is only legendary authority for For a ahlp to coma Balling the aeaa. the story that he preached In Hpaln Or tf aomeone la trying a tneaaaga to catch and that after his death Spanlth conwhlaperlng sound of tha treee. verts bore his body back to (heir coun- Oh!In Ithewonder If aomeona la thinking Of other glad dara long ago; try, wliere In the year 841 he rose from bis tomb, mounted a white horse, Oh! I wonder If aomeona la thinking of ma. led ttie army of King Rarnlro of Leon Sure my heart la Juat aohtng t gainst the Moors at Clavljo, and with know, fell sword slew sixty thousand of the Katherlae Edelman, . k, k; . 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