St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-02-23

W hlSS tiS Suu. IL tllClC 10 any lnluS
not found or raised here, what is il?
Good n~eighbors add half the value to
anything.
Start from any point you please sur
rounding us. from ST. Paul and Mime.
apolis, or from Lake Superior, and the
whole country is one vast park to the
Pacific ocean filed with every treas
ure the heart can wish. Still, a free
people, possessing all this rich and
beautiful country covered with churches
and Institutions of learning. with
preachers, teachers and financiers, are
standing still. confused and S%tagnant;
talking about hard times and the gloomy
outlook of the future. This condition
and talk Is a libel on intelligence, a
Insult to American manhood and cIti-
Zenship. an outrage on common sense.
1t is .sQuandering a gift from patriotic
fathers. 1t is I throwing away the great
est heritage in the shape of earthly pos
sessions.
Is this a mirror held up TO show peo-
pie how weak they are compared to
what men and women should be? Is it
the ghost of degenerate boobies filing
| thN vi pOpl, NOnV tuiJ humanity
with hideouS Nightmares and Dhantoms?
1t must be. 1t is certainly not the spirit
of our forefatherS.
Beloved readers of the GLOBE. if
everybody else fails, let us rise up and
throw off this spell. Let us curse it.
teal it to shreds and stamp it under our
feet. Let us be as a single soul, and
| drive away this lethargv; this dry rot;
this fraud OH our institute onS; this ma
tlonal Insanity.
The world is not standing still for
want of material and liberty to build;
1T is waiting for a brotherhood of honest,
Intelligent people to say die hard and
move on. Under the inspiration of the
spirit OF St.Paui, that has done so much
for the world and humanity. let us go
forward. Put way selfishness; bury
all doubts, political bigOtry and party
idolatry, and with a high and deter
mined purpose let is make this country
what il was intended to be, the greatest
and grandeSt on earth THE land of
the free II the home of the brave"
Let us build temples by the side OF
which SOlomon'S would be a mere play
house. Let us not be overtnrown by
hating and doubling. Let our faith be
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Jacobs ladder, reaching from earth 10
heaven. You are not asked to try ex-
periments. to follow dreams and new
theories. You7are simply asked to ac-
cept plain truths and living realities.
1t is not dreaming or specializing when
we have the actual substance in our
hand to build with. With a per-
petual fountain to dip from. flow
ing from the bosom of Nature,
with gold, silver and precious stones
for ornaments aud jewels. All that is
needed to bring forth magnificent and
happy homes is development. Energy
to act, and wilEto DO. We have fertile
fields to produce, labor to produce with;
markets at our door; railroads and all
other roads to come and 90 OH; tele-
graph wires over our heads; newspapers
thick as snow flakes: water powers,
steam powers, forests. quaTries, coal
fields. wheat fields; gold. silver. copper,
lead, iron, stock ranges, fruit orchards,
fisheries and a free ballot. The people
have made their own laws, been their
own boss. selected their W politics
and religion; everything is as cheap as
dirt, and thousands of it, and still the
most that Is heard is a continual grunt
of hard times and the gloomy outlook of
thef future. If God is not ashamed that
He made man to break the harmony of
creation, it is only another evidence OF
his divine nature III permitting him to
exist. Man has become like a baby that
never ceases to cry. Nothing seems TO
be out OF fix but man himself.
For one, as a contrast, as a relief TO
tired, weary ears, l wish to praise the
county and the state | live in and give
thanks for the many opportunities to
gain wealth. health and happiness.
Life in Nort: Dakota is pure poetry. 1t
is the enjoyment Of the highest state of
science and civilization. To live on
snowy plains, to be wrapped in Ice and
smile in comfort. through science and the
creation of man, isindeed poetical. To
sit in isolation and have the news of the
world dropped at your door by electricity
ahead OF the sun is the purest of poetry.
1t is like living in the clouds and send
ing your thoughts on missions of. bust
ness and excursions of pleasure.
Then the long, cold winters; thanks
for these. Six months i'll the year the
Creator OF the universe stands guard
over our homes TO keep tile tramps
away. He don't carry a shotgun or club.
He puts the thermometer 20 deg. below
zero, and the virtuous inhabItant of
North Dakota goes to sleep guarded by
Nature. feeling safe aud happy in
Divine hands. The state of the atmos-
phere is a CO mplete protection against
tramps. 1t is true. a little more wood
Is required as a tax 10 pay for the pres
euce OF a Divine policeman who never
sleeps OH his beat. The tax IS cheap
enough. 1t is worth all it costs. and
more. too. Over half the year we are
free from toads, bugs, snakes, flies and
all insects, human and otherwise. Long.
cold winters make this country a sue
cess as Il pleasure resort. Some people
| nh1ppt tn thP pXpnSSiva anon,rE ~ ,I
i'll circulation here. That is because
they have not analysed and looked into
the future value of wind.
The horse, the OK. electricity, steam
and water, are all harnessed and made
to serve man as servants, but wind is
going to he tile king of powers. 1t is
coming forward as a voluntary and
universal servant Ali that is lacking is
machinery for it to work on. 1t is DIN
to be almost inexpensive. Windnlills
are put up now for SIPS that grind
fifteen bushels of feed per hour, pump
all the water that can be used on a farm.
run a wood saw, do the churniug. run a
washing machine and clothes wringer
and turn an Ice cream freezer. 1t will
not be long before every farmer will
have a machine i'll his house to generate
electricity attached to his windmill. He
will cook, heat and light his house by
electricity generated by his friend, the
wind. Instead of getting up cold MORN
lngs to buitd a fire, the North Dakota
farmer will press a button at the head
of his bed and turn on the electricity
generated by the wind-whiIe he has
been soundly sleeping and dreaming of
future greatness through the night.
1t will not be long till fire wood and
sulphur matches will be a thing OF the
past on the Western farm. There is
not a fairy land ever dreamed of that
will compare with South Dakota when
our machinery is i'll nIace-fba moro tho