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VOL. XXIV. INDIANAPOLIS, IND., APBIL 27,1889. NO. 17 Agriculture In European Turkey. [Pap.rre-d befor. the Marlon Ounty Agricultural aud Horticultural Society at Its last meeting, by Mrs. Anna Prettyman, of this city, formerly a missionary to Turkey. Every phase of life seems to he unavoidably linked with some other existing condltion,so that in attempting to untangle these links one is reminded of the clinging masses of "death shade" which so gracefully festoons the trees of Southern forests. So when I would attempt to put into words a description of Turkish methods of farming, many other thoughts seem inseparable from this link in their poor lives. Geographers tell us that "European Turkey occupies part of the most easterly of the three great peninsulas of Southern Europe." In this assertion no hint is given of the wonderful producing qualities of that small portion of the globe, every spot of which is replete with historical interest—the rise and fall of empires—the Betting up and casting down of princes and kings. The peasantry of Bul- garia would never suggest a thought that the households of their ancestry furnished heroes and martyrs, if brave endurance of suffering and patient forbearance amid oppression constitute true heroism. But in every land and amid varied surroundings one fact remains ever the same, that MAN HOLDS MASTERY OVER NATURE. Where nature offers favorable conditions of production, man is the agent for seen ring tha highest results, but if nature is deficient in natural qualities the ingenuity of man will find some means to supply the lack. But in every case the best and highest result in the development of any country is only reached, when Christianity goes hand in hand with civilization. In 1861a band of missionaries braved the waters of the Atlantic in the good Swedish vessel "Lamertine," landing at the Sublime Porte. Bat while they were intent upon saving souls, they kept one eye partly open to their earthly surroundings, and reminded one of the witty sayings and doings of Peter Cartiight of Ohio pioneer days. When asked by a too pious sister if he felt he "was sanctified," he locked her over and replied "well, sister, in spots." So missionaries, be they ever bo devout may have "spots" of carnal speculation running through their humanity. I well remember the covetous desires for speculative ability I entertained to be able to turn the lovely plains of Turkey into elegant farms, and the mud huts of the peasants into solid, com fortable farm houses. A contrary wind held the five missionaries prisoners of misery at the mouth of the Dardanelles, nntU every fiber of the body was chilled by the piercing wind, and the eyes ached from watching the swift running current of water as it fairly tumbled from cne sea into another. But one bright sunny morning they found themselves gently wafted over the smooth surface of THE SEA OF MARMORA. The spices of "Araby the blest" perfumed the soft southern breeze,and a spell of weird enchantment enthralled their spirits. The pale tint of the blue quiet sea,reflected a sky as fair—a shadowy mist pervaded the air, like the haze of a magician'-* laboratory. Far away the hill- Bides were covered with' the clustering grape vines, overhanging gardens seemed suspended in mid air by invisible cords, and were bright with vines, flowers, the crimson pomegranate and purple figs. Here and there the tall cypress trees were mute witnesses that even through the "Golden Gate" of the Orient, death had found a passage. Birds of bright plumage flitted near ns—the sweet waters of Asia were just beyond. Marble palaces of purest white glinted in the sunshine.built on the waters' edge, the shrill call of the muezzins greeted us, as it rang out in imperative demand to the faithful, to "come to prayers, come to prayers, for God is great and Mohammed is His prophet," as they slowly walked around the gilded domes of countless mosques, their spires piercing the sky, presented a scene AS FAIR AS ROMANCE EVER PICTURED. The surface cf the slumbering water was mottled with gaily robed, white veiled specters, called women—seated in white painted, sharp pointed caiques, which skimmed the sea like sea gulls, and as their dark beautiful eyes gazed into curs we wondered if houris were only myths of the prophet's brain. The light of Aladdin's lamp shed a glamour over all eight*-, and sirens seemed beckoning us shoreward, and we obeyed the charming call. After 70 days of sea life, mother earth seemed very fair. We were impatient to once more touch a firm foundation, and hastened to the shore. Alas! my countrymen, what a sight greeted us. Will Carle ton's vision was reversed in our ex> perlence—our few brief hours in paradise while floating up the Golden Horn were exchanged for seven years In Turkey. As we threaded the dark,narrow streets of old Stamboul, we picked our way amid dead cats, garbsgg of all descrlptlon,snarl- ing dogs, and Turks prostrate in prayer. The market seemed continuous, and piles of fruit and vegetables of every kind were in heaps npon the ground, wherever a peasant happened to feel'like selling out. We forgot the romantic sensations of an hour ago, and felt that appetite was gone forever. After six months sojourn on the shores of the Black Sea the missionaries moved inland 70 miles toward the Balkan mountains and then began their first experience in TURKISH AGRICULTURE. Miles and miles of lovely plains stretched out before tis. Tne sky seemed.ethereal. The clear air rendered the natural vision a seeming delusion. The vine covered hillsides seemed just at hand, but were really miles away. In the midst of a plain the white marble of a fountain would suddenly rise from the earth, the sparkling waters would seem leaping toward us, yet hours would pass before we could quench our thirst. An approach to a village is marked by infallible signs—a mound of garbage—a pack of dogs, and a cluster of mud huts, and from this group of uninviting realities we could take our view of the plans for agriculture, meager, crude and easy. With a climate mild as paradise, vast plains teeming with luxurious richness*, the hillsides bursting with fabulous fruit, yet over all that goodly land silence, vast and awful, brooded like chaos. No hum of factories smote the air, no song of harvesters cheered the traveler. The "early and latter" rain falls ln abundance spring and fall, and with the approach of pleasant weather men and women hasten to the fields. THE PRINCIPAL IMPLEMENTS are the rough pruning shears, which the man carries, an immense, rough Iron hoe, of not less than 20 pounds weight, is for the women to take to the field, and as she bends under its load, moaas frequently issue from her lips, and strangely enough the;words are a cry to "BozlaMere,"(Klnd God). The husband, with the inevitable pipe in his mouth preserves a calm demeanor, no burden rests on his shoulders. Tho vineyards may be miles away, and the upper row of vines well *p the ridge, but the poor woman stiuggles on. The soil is soft and rich and merely the surface is stirred. The vines are pruned low, and are supported upon stakes about four feet high, and wide enough apart to give snnshine and air to all parts of the fruit. No sting or mildew taint the rich flavor of this fruit. The clusters of pink, white and purple grapes, full, plump and luscious hang from these sun kissed vines, and whon you catch a glimpse of their dewy richness amid the green leaves you are ready to believe the Bible story of the clusters found near Esohol by the spies. While the leaves are young and tender a delightful dish is prepared by wrapping in a leaf a mixture, in equal quantities of rice and minced lamb meat, stewing gently in an earthernware vessel, then serving hot,plentlfully seasoned with lemon juice. In making pickles every cucumbor is wrapped in a grape leaf, before putting in brine. The vintage comes ln September, bnt the grapes cannot be gathered until an edict has been issued by the Sultan, and with much formality finds its way from one officer to another, until the peasant learns that he may gather his crop. But woe betide the poor toilers, if his majesty is engrossed with state affairs, or is on a spree, or is calling upon one of his 400 wives, and the September rains set In. Then the grapes must rot on their stems. If all Is well and his highness in an indulgent mood, the entire population sallies forth to gather in tbe fruit. Wagons of immense size, bigger than our Stude- bakers, are heaped high with grapes, tbe brawny men,most awfully dirty—remove their sandals, roll their flowing trousers to the thighs, and literally TREAD THE WINE PRESS. The ruddy juice pours out in thick streams, is caught in casks, and stored away to ferment to make the sort of wine Kate Field recommends. The women gather up the refuse rotten mass, and by a secret process distil the fiery raki, as a supplement to the curse of drinking the native wines, which will make a man just as drank as American rum, but will not kill him quite so quick, because unadulterated. Fruits are abundant. Peaches, plums, aprioots, pomegranates and melons of enormous size are sold at a price that would bankrupt an American farmer. THE IMPLEMENTS FOR FARMING are exceedingly crude. A plow of rough pieces of wood, bearing a very faint resemblance to ours in general outline, but may have a blunt piece of iron or not, with which the earth is merely scratched. Yet no where do we find such wheat as the Mediterranean^ such rice as is grown in that country. The national dish, "Pe- laff," cannot be successfully made from the rice used in America. The wheat is often used as an article of diet, and is prepared for use by soaking in water, until the hull will slip off, it is then dried and winnowed, after which it Is stewed until tender, then seasoned richly with raisins and cinnamon. This is food fit for the gods. Standing by a fig tree in the early autumn in the morning sunshine, while the dew is still lingering on their puiple face equals the "Zhetnos" of wheat. Sheep, goats and buffalo thrive in Europaan Turkey. The cows are inferior, and pwkis loathsome. Spit upon by the Turks, and despised by the Jews.only Christians have the grace to partake of their carcases as food. The milk of the Buffalo is far superior to ourfinest Jersey fluid.and although the milk of the buffalo is not strictly a farm production, by a process of reason oningone might claim that grass is the hidden resource of the buffalo in storing uptheflnid. The national dish of years is made from this milk by first evaporating over a fire, then adding a mere touch of rennet, af ter which it must be placed in a box of heated bran, where it soon becomes a thick rich cream, free from whey, and eaten with the native coarse black bread is very delicious. The BEST SPECIMEN OF VEHICLE is a covered wagon, without seats or springs. The ordinary farm wagon would be called a cart in this country,only theirs is without tires to the thick clumsy wheels, and they literally groan as they slowly wind over the plains, often drawn by a team of a comically small donkey and a thin, meek cow yoked together. With great natural advantages ot rich soil, delightful climate and rolling plains, yet over all the fair land broods a silence that is most depressing, a degradation and ignorance of the inhabitants perfectly appalling. We might for a moment consider the cause, question the possibility of a remedy, and suggest a moral. In ancient days it was said, "all roads led to Rome." With me all moral questions travel by way of Christianity. After the triumphs and glory of the Roman world there was a backward step. The citizens or freemen were er gaged in war, and the cultivation of the soil was left IN THE HANDS OF THE SLAVES OR SERFS. This Is now the custom in Russia and Turkey. Wherever this mistaken policy exists general and lasting prosperity is not possible. If ever the ores and precious metals are exhumed from the mountains and hills of Europe; if ever the vast plains shall blossom as tbe rose; if ever the iron horse shall plunge through the magnificent distances of the vast solitudes in those distant lands, it will be when Christianity and civilization shall join hands in the undertaking. When European Turkey receives the touch of true religion, the vast silence will smile with plenty. The band of missionaries sailed In a ship laden with New England rum. Plows and pruning hooks in the hands of Christian agriculturists would yield a richer harvest, untainted with corses, | than ever will be bestowed by tho liquor traffli. I do not dream a plan unthought of, when I fanoy I see that lovely heritage redeemed from the curse of ignorance, drunkenness and oppression. Civilization alone will not develop the agricultural resources of Europe or any other land, as has been proven by past experience. Christianity will repudiate the vices, and nurture thehighest and best resources of the people under the waning crescent of the false Prophet and rebuild the waste places. Gnided by her hand, civilization shall touch into new beauty the now desolate region. The keynote of success shall be sounded in every land, when true righteousness shall exalt the nations of the earth. Miami County Farmers. Editors Indiana Farmer: The Farmers' Association of Miami County held an interesting meeting at Peru on the 20 Ji inst. Thoy appointed a committee to investigate the question of securing fair grounds, and if it can be done they propose establishihing a new fair association. The most important feature of the meeting was a discussion of the twine trust. Oa suggestion of the Peru Board of Trade it was decided to raise 300 acres of flax this season and to establish a fl»x mill and make their own twine. It is proposed to erect the mill at once. This association has rented rooms in a business block in Peru, whore they will hold meetings, and locate a reading room, secretary's office and an exhibition room for display of fair products. C. A K. « ♦ ■ Glbaon Oounty F. M. B A. Editors Indiana Farmer. There is a farmers' organization in this part of the State comprising six counties that is growing very fast. It is known as the Farmers Mutual Benefit' Association. This county is well organized having about 3,000 members, tbe order in this county will buy 100,000 pounds of binder twine this year, if they can get it at reasonable prices, if not they will binl with straw. Other counties will buy twine also. AU counties will buy together if they get prices that are reasonable." J. D. Thompson. 0*venBvllle Ind. Destructive forest fires are raging near Danville, Va. Oaehundred families have beea rendered homeless, and much stock destroyed.
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Title | Indiana farmer, 1889, v. 24, no. 17 (Apr. 27) |
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agriculture farm management horticulture agricultural machinery and equipment |
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Transcript | VOL. XXIV. INDIANAPOLIS, IND., APBIL 27,1889. NO. 17 Agriculture In European Turkey. [Pap.rre-d befor. the Marlon Ounty Agricultural aud Horticultural Society at Its last meeting, by Mrs. Anna Prettyman, of this city, formerly a missionary to Turkey. Every phase of life seems to he unavoidably linked with some other existing condltion,so that in attempting to untangle these links one is reminded of the clinging masses of "death shade" which so gracefully festoons the trees of Southern forests. So when I would attempt to put into words a description of Turkish methods of farming, many other thoughts seem inseparable from this link in their poor lives. Geographers tell us that "European Turkey occupies part of the most easterly of the three great peninsulas of Southern Europe." In this assertion no hint is given of the wonderful producing qualities of that small portion of the globe, every spot of which is replete with historical interest—the rise and fall of empires—the Betting up and casting down of princes and kings. The peasantry of Bul- garia would never suggest a thought that the households of their ancestry furnished heroes and martyrs, if brave endurance of suffering and patient forbearance amid oppression constitute true heroism. But in every land and amid varied surroundings one fact remains ever the same, that MAN HOLDS MASTERY OVER NATURE. Where nature offers favorable conditions of production, man is the agent for seen ring tha highest results, but if nature is deficient in natural qualities the ingenuity of man will find some means to supply the lack. But in every case the best and highest result in the development of any country is only reached, when Christianity goes hand in hand with civilization. In 1861a band of missionaries braved the waters of the Atlantic in the good Swedish vessel "Lamertine," landing at the Sublime Porte. Bat while they were intent upon saving souls, they kept one eye partly open to their earthly surroundings, and reminded one of the witty sayings and doings of Peter Cartiight of Ohio pioneer days. When asked by a too pious sister if he felt he "was sanctified," he locked her over and replied "well, sister, in spots." So missionaries, be they ever bo devout may have "spots" of carnal speculation running through their humanity. I well remember the covetous desires for speculative ability I entertained to be able to turn the lovely plains of Turkey into elegant farms, and the mud huts of the peasants into solid, com fortable farm houses. A contrary wind held the five missionaries prisoners of misery at the mouth of the Dardanelles, nntU every fiber of the body was chilled by the piercing wind, and the eyes ached from watching the swift running current of water as it fairly tumbled from cne sea into another. But one bright sunny morning they found themselves gently wafted over the smooth surface of THE SEA OF MARMORA. The spices of "Araby the blest" perfumed the soft southern breeze,and a spell of weird enchantment enthralled their spirits. The pale tint of the blue quiet sea,reflected a sky as fair—a shadowy mist pervaded the air, like the haze of a magician'-* laboratory. Far away the hill- Bides were covered with' the clustering grape vines, overhanging gardens seemed suspended in mid air by invisible cords, and were bright with vines, flowers, the crimson pomegranate and purple figs. Here and there the tall cypress trees were mute witnesses that even through the "Golden Gate" of the Orient, death had found a passage. Birds of bright plumage flitted near ns—the sweet waters of Asia were just beyond. Marble palaces of purest white glinted in the sunshine.built on the waters' edge, the shrill call of the muezzins greeted us, as it rang out in imperative demand to the faithful, to "come to prayers, come to prayers, for God is great and Mohammed is His prophet," as they slowly walked around the gilded domes of countless mosques, their spires piercing the sky, presented a scene AS FAIR AS ROMANCE EVER PICTURED. The surface cf the slumbering water was mottled with gaily robed, white veiled specters, called women—seated in white painted, sharp pointed caiques, which skimmed the sea like sea gulls, and as their dark beautiful eyes gazed into curs we wondered if houris were only myths of the prophet's brain. The light of Aladdin's lamp shed a glamour over all eight*-, and sirens seemed beckoning us shoreward, and we obeyed the charming call. After 70 days of sea life, mother earth seemed very fair. We were impatient to once more touch a firm foundation, and hastened to the shore. Alas! my countrymen, what a sight greeted us. Will Carle ton's vision was reversed in our ex> perlence—our few brief hours in paradise while floating up the Golden Horn were exchanged for seven years In Turkey. As we threaded the dark,narrow streets of old Stamboul, we picked our way amid dead cats, garbsgg of all descrlptlon,snarl- ing dogs, and Turks prostrate in prayer. The market seemed continuous, and piles of fruit and vegetables of every kind were in heaps npon the ground, wherever a peasant happened to feel'like selling out. We forgot the romantic sensations of an hour ago, and felt that appetite was gone forever. After six months sojourn on the shores of the Black Sea the missionaries moved inland 70 miles toward the Balkan mountains and then began their first experience in TURKISH AGRICULTURE. Miles and miles of lovely plains stretched out before tis. Tne sky seemed.ethereal. The clear air rendered the natural vision a seeming delusion. The vine covered hillsides seemed just at hand, but were really miles away. In the midst of a plain the white marble of a fountain would suddenly rise from the earth, the sparkling waters would seem leaping toward us, yet hours would pass before we could quench our thirst. An approach to a village is marked by infallible signs—a mound of garbage—a pack of dogs, and a cluster of mud huts, and from this group of uninviting realities we could take our view of the plans for agriculture, meager, crude and easy. With a climate mild as paradise, vast plains teeming with luxurious richness*, the hillsides bursting with fabulous fruit, yet over all that goodly land silence, vast and awful, brooded like chaos. No hum of factories smote the air, no song of harvesters cheered the traveler. The "early and latter" rain falls ln abundance spring and fall, and with the approach of pleasant weather men and women hasten to the fields. THE PRINCIPAL IMPLEMENTS are the rough pruning shears, which the man carries, an immense, rough Iron hoe, of not less than 20 pounds weight, is for the women to take to the field, and as she bends under its load, moaas frequently issue from her lips, and strangely enough the;words are a cry to "BozlaMere,"(Klnd God). The husband, with the inevitable pipe in his mouth preserves a calm demeanor, no burden rests on his shoulders. Tho vineyards may be miles away, and the upper row of vines well *p the ridge, but the poor woman stiuggles on. The soil is soft and rich and merely the surface is stirred. The vines are pruned low, and are supported upon stakes about four feet high, and wide enough apart to give snnshine and air to all parts of the fruit. No sting or mildew taint the rich flavor of this fruit. The clusters of pink, white and purple grapes, full, plump and luscious hang from these sun kissed vines, and whon you catch a glimpse of their dewy richness amid the green leaves you are ready to believe the Bible story of the clusters found near Esohol by the spies. While the leaves are young and tender a delightful dish is prepared by wrapping in a leaf a mixture, in equal quantities of rice and minced lamb meat, stewing gently in an earthernware vessel, then serving hot,plentlfully seasoned with lemon juice. In making pickles every cucumbor is wrapped in a grape leaf, before putting in brine. The vintage comes ln September, bnt the grapes cannot be gathered until an edict has been issued by the Sultan, and with much formality finds its way from one officer to another, until the peasant learns that he may gather his crop. But woe betide the poor toilers, if his majesty is engrossed with state affairs, or is on a spree, or is calling upon one of his 400 wives, and the September rains set In. Then the grapes must rot on their stems. If all Is well and his highness in an indulgent mood, the entire population sallies forth to gather in tbe fruit. Wagons of immense size, bigger than our Stude- bakers, are heaped high with grapes, tbe brawny men,most awfully dirty—remove their sandals, roll their flowing trousers to the thighs, and literally TREAD THE WINE PRESS. The ruddy juice pours out in thick streams, is caught in casks, and stored away to ferment to make the sort of wine Kate Field recommends. The women gather up the refuse rotten mass, and by a secret process distil the fiery raki, as a supplement to the curse of drinking the native wines, which will make a man just as drank as American rum, but will not kill him quite so quick, because unadulterated. Fruits are abundant. Peaches, plums, aprioots, pomegranates and melons of enormous size are sold at a price that would bankrupt an American farmer. THE IMPLEMENTS FOR FARMING are exceedingly crude. A plow of rough pieces of wood, bearing a very faint resemblance to ours in general outline, but may have a blunt piece of iron or not, with which the earth is merely scratched. Yet no where do we find such wheat as the Mediterranean^ such rice as is grown in that country. The national dish, "Pe- laff," cannot be successfully made from the rice used in America. The wheat is often used as an article of diet, and is prepared for use by soaking in water, until the hull will slip off, it is then dried and winnowed, after which it Is stewed until tender, then seasoned richly with raisins and cinnamon. This is food fit for the gods. Standing by a fig tree in the early autumn in the morning sunshine, while the dew is still lingering on their puiple face equals the "Zhetnos" of wheat. Sheep, goats and buffalo thrive in Europaan Turkey. The cows are inferior, and pwkis loathsome. Spit upon by the Turks, and despised by the Jews.only Christians have the grace to partake of their carcases as food. The milk of the Buffalo is far superior to ourfinest Jersey fluid.and although the milk of the buffalo is not strictly a farm production, by a process of reason oningone might claim that grass is the hidden resource of the buffalo in storing uptheflnid. The national dish of years is made from this milk by first evaporating over a fire, then adding a mere touch of rennet, af ter which it must be placed in a box of heated bran, where it soon becomes a thick rich cream, free from whey, and eaten with the native coarse black bread is very delicious. The BEST SPECIMEN OF VEHICLE is a covered wagon, without seats or springs. The ordinary farm wagon would be called a cart in this country,only theirs is without tires to the thick clumsy wheels, and they literally groan as they slowly wind over the plains, often drawn by a team of a comically small donkey and a thin, meek cow yoked together. With great natural advantages ot rich soil, delightful climate and rolling plains, yet over all the fair land broods a silence that is most depressing, a degradation and ignorance of the inhabitants perfectly appalling. We might for a moment consider the cause, question the possibility of a remedy, and suggest a moral. In ancient days it was said, "all roads led to Rome." With me all moral questions travel by way of Christianity. After the triumphs and glory of the Roman world there was a backward step. The citizens or freemen were er gaged in war, and the cultivation of the soil was left IN THE HANDS OF THE SLAVES OR SERFS. This Is now the custom in Russia and Turkey. Wherever this mistaken policy exists general and lasting prosperity is not possible. If ever the ores and precious metals are exhumed from the mountains and hills of Europe; if ever the vast plains shall blossom as tbe rose; if ever the iron horse shall plunge through the magnificent distances of the vast solitudes in those distant lands, it will be when Christianity and civilization shall join hands in the undertaking. When European Turkey receives the touch of true religion, the vast silence will smile with plenty. The band of missionaries sailed In a ship laden with New England rum. Plows and pruning hooks in the hands of Christian agriculturists would yield a richer harvest, untainted with corses, | than ever will be bestowed by tho liquor traffli. I do not dream a plan unthought of, when I fanoy I see that lovely heritage redeemed from the curse of ignorance, drunkenness and oppression. Civilization alone will not develop the agricultural resources of Europe or any other land, as has been proven by past experience. Christianity will repudiate the vices, and nurture thehighest and best resources of the people under the waning crescent of the false Prophet and rebuild the waste places. Gnided by her hand, civilization shall touch into new beauty the now desolate region. The keynote of success shall be sounded in every land, when true righteousness shall exalt the nations of the earth. Miami County Farmers. Editors Indiana Farmer: The Farmers' Association of Miami County held an interesting meeting at Peru on the 20 Ji inst. Thoy appointed a committee to investigate the question of securing fair grounds, and if it can be done they propose establishihing a new fair association. The most important feature of the meeting was a discussion of the twine trust. Oa suggestion of the Peru Board of Trade it was decided to raise 300 acres of flax this season and to establish a fl»x mill and make their own twine. It is proposed to erect the mill at once. This association has rented rooms in a business block in Peru, whore they will hold meetings, and locate a reading room, secretary's office and an exhibition room for display of fair products. C. A K. « ♦ ■ Glbaon Oounty F. M. B A. Editors Indiana Farmer. There is a farmers' organization in this part of the State comprising six counties that is growing very fast. It is known as the Farmers Mutual Benefit' Association. This county is well organized having about 3,000 members, tbe order in this county will buy 100,000 pounds of binder twine this year, if they can get it at reasonable prices, if not they will binl with straw. Other counties will buy twine also. AU counties will buy together if they get prices that are reasonable." J. D. Thompson. 0*venBvllle Ind. Destructive forest fires are raging near Danville, Va. Oaehundred families have beea rendered homeless, and much stock destroyed. |
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