The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1879-10-02
MANITOWOC, WIS, OCTOBER 2. 1879.

at nearly all seasons of the year. know
that farming Is something like courting
handsome girl-the employment Is pretty
steady but the work is very agreeable.
Yet, as steady and agreeable as it is, time
should be taken for visiting and taking
part in these annual fairs.
Undoubtedly there ere many farmers
who have no faith in these exhibitions.
They belong to two classes, one of which
is composed of those who are entirely ig-
norant of the blessings and benefits to be
derived from them, and the other made
up of those hard listed, close pocketed
! fellows who go through life without
ever looking at the bright side OF nature;
who live apart, as It wero, from their fell
low men, holding as little communion with
them as possible; boarding every cent
they can make, taking no mental nor
physical comfort through life, and finally
entering the great hereafter, unknown,
unhonored and unsung. This class take
no recreation, are up before dawn and
work after dark. Onco upon time q
countryman of mine hired out with ore
of these fellows. He was young, strong,
vigorous, just from the Gould sod" and
had ''devil of an appetite He COM
tmenced work Immediately after dinner,
and worked steadily on until the shades
of night fell thick about him, when he
was ordered to the house to supper.
Supper over, Pat was permitted to retire.
But long before day break the following
morning, he was ordered from his inno-
cent slumber, and coming down stairs
found the table set for breakfast. He
pitched into the meal and thoroughly
astonished the niggardly farmer by the
quantity of yictuals that he put out of
sight forever. The meal ended Pet arose
| and in the very essence of delight, pro-
| nounced these remarkable words: ''Be
JabcrSl America is q great country for
attn. Two suppers in one night; and
now I'll go back to bed again. and suit
ing the action to the words, he scamper-
ed off to his couch before the boss could
recover from his astonishment.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, you viii
find types of this niggardly human ghoul
in all trades, In all professions, in all So
cieties. But thank God that among the
| farmers of America they are few and far
between. The farmers Of this county at
least believe in the good old motto OF
''live aud let live They are frugal,
they are industrious, they are enterpris-
ing and Intelligent. They are the equals,
had almost said the superiors of any
other class OF human beings that dwell
upon Gods footstool. 1t has been truly
| said that the farmers are the bone and
ainew of the land-tha muscle and brain
of slso nation. The foolish city fop
with his yard Of paper collar and his
ounce of mediocre brains, will laugh at
the honest granger and set him down as
| a simpleton because he does not sport
such Glove Of nloustache," nor such
| puny, soul killing and body destroying
boots. But beneath the rough exterior
of the one dwells heart as large as the
| whole body of the other, and rests
| brain, an ounce of which equally distrib-
uted between a whole dozen of his scof-
fers, would wonderfully improve their
or nf Lot
| scoff nor sneer at the farmer, for his is
| the most ennobling and scientific profess
sion in existence. 1t requires moro
| brain to successfully manage farm, than
to command hosts of armies and lead
them on to victory. Gen. Grant was a
dead beat as a farmer, he not possessing
| sufficient agricultural talent to success
fully raise white beans; yet he succeeded
| admirably in raising the devil with the
| rebels as they know to their cost. The
illustrous father of his country, too,
! George Washington, who walloped the
British SO splendidlY upon many we'll
fought field, was no great shakes as a
farmer, though his fond father discover
ed that he was somewhat of chopper,
! the day upon which he cut into cord
wood the old mans favorite cherry tree,
with his little hatchet.
But some great farmers are also great
warriors. The student of history will
| call to mind q certain Roman Emperor
who gave up the scepter OF power and
returned to his lovely and well cultivated
farm. The enemies of his country, dis
covering this fact, took advantage of his
| absence and attacked the Roman armies
| defeating them in many successive bat
ties. In this extremely dangerous crisis
the farmer emperor was appealed to. and
not in vain. He left his plow standing
in the furrow, and, Fastening to his
country's rescue, almost annihilated the
| hitherto successful invaders. He then
returned again to his plow, hitched en-
his team and resumed his work as uncon-
cernediy as If he had been absent only
for drink of water. History does not
state how long the plow was kept stand
| ing in the furrow, but had ne been a care
full farmer he would have put it in the
| shed, away from the sun and rain and
their bad effects, before he went.
But | started out to say something of
the farmers glorious occupation, and
likewise, something concerning your
excellent association and here I am talk
ing of Roman Emperors. Let me again
| tell you ladies and gentlemen that the
farmers occupation is an iIlustrious one
Be not ashamed Of it. If you have q
son, bright boy, the idol of your soul,
youth of genius possessing talents of
an elevated order and having within him