New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-09-27

ONE MAN WHO Is CONTENT WITH HIS LOT
IN LIFE.
HE HAS 800 ACRES AND THEY GIVE HIM THE
LUXURIEs OF PRINCE.


terested in fancy farming. sO-caled and for those VINO
believe it Is about ms impossible for man to farm
prohtably for pleasure for fish like those little
navgntors Of sharks to play pilot to balloon
If you sail into the beautiful hnrbor Of st. john
n. B.. with its protecting hills and highlands, IN sum-
richly in grass and trees, and gorgeous rs
a flaming tropical bird whom the air Of autumn has
painted every leaf in brilliant tnts, you are distant
not more than six miles from Canadian farm OF
which You might say that it seems TO have been placed
in setting Of solid rock. You may sail up to this
rock-set jewel IL please. You will then catch only
view of the waterfront of the soldly built port and
the many mills in the upper part Of the town, While
your breath viii with n rush when you caught
I'm the rapids swept under the big suspension bridge
and on to the smooth water OF the st. John River.
But IL you wise. and every traveller thinks that
he is WISE You will drive from st. John to the farm
| which the writer he's in mind.
A full-circed hung IN the heavens and the air
crisp the evening when the Of the farm
and the writer whirled by swift trotter along
a smooth road. Ears tingling against the biting
breeze when the horse turned ont Of the last street and
went up wooded hill. II pity that the spinning
wheels rolled away from here quickly one could
see down below the long shadows the brick piles
where the red gas flames marked the business streets
But beyond these was the blue OF the water cleaning
almost to n wilderness in places and so family colored
in others that the CLINT the water was like fine
lacework of light. Under the clear moon the masts
| or the SHIPS were tal ana tne sphrS Wcrt stHuer'
Further ont white column OF salty foam, was the
harbor lighthouse its beacon bright flashing despite
the palcness Of the night But stretch OF level road
pace that cut the air halves, and the harbor was
gone.
| There were great rocks now at the roadside. Even
| the brilliant light Of the conld not make them
less cold and looking. There was an additional
keenness to the breeze for the road topping the
| ascent Then, like a fash from under the equator a
warm breath touched ones face. 1t mild and had
| a soft freshness which from the water 1t
| warmed the blood and while was still wondering
| at It he whence II Below him again was the
! CLEAN Of water. 1t until IT was only silvered
| thread trailing mp into and among dark wOods-the
Kennebecbasis River sheltered by shrtng hills from
the winds and broad enough to receive the heat Of the
MONDAY TO watt it away after dark in warm air
waves. But this is the farm, right behind the road
with It's natural wall OF rock along the river over the
hills thickly wooded and mp the valleys, waving with
corn and wheat in the night breeze from the Kenne-
beclsass-sOO acres of it flooded with streaming moon
| light.
| Did you ever walk farm at night7 In the
pastures the lying; the perfume of fresh
crushed grass was in the air. They scattered all
over the softly carpeted earth, undistrbed by their
midnight visitors, for there no cattle thieves In
| New Brunswick. There rows and rows Of little
| whe-panted houses and from them a comfortable
| cluckng OF hens and the sleepy murmurs OF their
broods There were the allotted spaces for the swine
all Clearly and comfortably housed and further on a
pasture where lightlmbed and high-bloOded horses
and colts prcked up their at the sound Of light
footsteps. Back Of them was wheatfied, where the
rpening grains in the moving air touched one another
| and clicked lightly like fine beads on a string.
Farmers can't stay up all night for they follow the
sun TO the fields and when the visitor, after nights
sleep 10 whose open windows invited the fresh
fragrance Of tie meadows and the breath of the river,
next saw the Canadian farm, the sun had come
out of the and was beginning to drive his way
to the Pacific.
The Kcnnebeckasls was Jolly good friend. Warm
breezes from night, cool currents in the day and
bookkeeping bath in it before breakfast. Ii was
farmers breakfast that the members Of the house
hold sat that morning, but If ever the cynical
city scofer such meal 1t was in his dreams |
The omelctte light and neecy as RULED
clouds. The cream perhaps what the Greek gods |
really drank The potatoes were as dry 5 fine meal
and as fra grant ripe apple. Everything on the |
table from the farm. The visitor almost lost |
his appetite in the contemplation of what ruinons
expense such tanning must be.
1t was afterwurd, when the farmer had given his |
instructions for the day about the hayng. the milk,
the wheat and the fruit and when he and his visitor
were on beard sloop-yacht, bowling along the |
KennebocEasis in a lively breeze. that the city man
ventured TO ask if it didn't cost fortune to do this
Well answered the other, it doesn't cost a
cent ! have every item of expenditure down to the
last cent on my BOOKS. | know every night Just
what my farm Is earning. Every pint Of cream that
is bought in st. John from my dairy. Until
l began farming here for pleasure and health, cream
unknown Injury in st. John | have
several small farms the city "a part Of this Iarm
but hem out in bits, the rent of each OF which
is not much; bur the total swe the revenue OF tle
place You see how naiy eggs | get nave do (
Of laying hens and am constantly acahs 70 ule.h
make more. aud shall seek "a market for It,
am successful with my wheat and other grams; and
my dear friend, If it were not for your iarlll, ia send
you such potatoes that in no time l should nave 10
"Of course the frst expense was heavy. | had b
buy the farm had to stock it. nod PAID 1000 for dH TWO
had to get II under cultivation, had to faOw It,
forests. dug out huge boaiders-tere were
farm is running tselfl He gave tle writer the cost
of labor, improvements etc, Tor each month II Is
every dollar that have put INTO It, from the original
purchase Of hand to my a 1o 9o a6d b p ye1
me what l came out here to get-good health and
But you see not one fourth OF my farm IS under
cultivation / have only had II four years When /
am rclaimng it acre by acre, ard every year sees
more revenue producing win practically no additional
outlay. Come and see me In five years and you will see
%T'ic point make is this. want TO farm do
fancy farming as they call it, bnt do it on a prac
teal ba,l,. / keep n strict watch on everything.
know how many hundred quarts OF mia get day
pounds of butter from that days Yield know that
6 Tong g da a e esSs ~ e Sa s
to know why. and / fad ont right on the spot and so
with the whole tarIl Ny I'VE SOCK j unusually
profitable / have ots Of room aud fine grazing, and
i take good can Of nv colts and helfers The hog
raising I am Just developing. Where the profit Of
Il all come, in Is here Fancy poultry fine cream, rich
butter good eggs, tender mutton are all really rare
demand and get the best prices
"Ne,,7 said this wideawake " fancy farmer who
farms for pleasure and makes money out OF H.
Ind theoretical training. | studied in ono of your
American agricultural colleges, the Massachusetts
College Of Agriculture for two years subscribe for
and read "A dozen agricultural publications.; but he
added with smile. e | also practise"
When the visitor was driven hack 10 II. John he
had an opportunity to think over what there was to
enjoy i'm fancy farming IL "a bright, clear
morning The Fields radiant in the sun hine.
Down below in the harbor OF It. John the water was
busy with big and little craft. Under the bridge |
the river ran Hike foam frosted canon creek,
leaning over rocks and whirng away ia flashes. But
on the opposite shores everything peaceful as
The fields OF the country. High on h!l BOD the old
fort no more solemn-lookn than granary or hay
now for il had been abandoned years ago. The light