The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1900-07-06
Mccormick Day at Laingsburg,
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Continued from page eighth
dentally instructing them and causing
them to see a few more of their blessings,
and the generally improved condition of the
country more clearly than they had before
coming. The president received many
hearty congratulations ON his address. The
address OF Mr.. Puver has been called for
In print and is here presented to our read
ers:
Ladies and Gentle men: To-day we are
met together here under circumstances of a
peculiar character. This is a holiday, a gala
day, yet In no sense q national one. Dur
ing this same month In the various towns
and cities scattered over the extent of the
land by the impulse of private enterprise
men and wemen are congregated to praise
the triumph of machine labor ov: 7 discarded
hand labor l am today going to talk a
few minutes direct to the farmer about him
self; not to tell you the praises OF any par
tcular make of harvesting machinery, for
presume by the great throng of admirers
come together to participate In this parade
there Is no doubt in the minds of nearly all
OF you concerning the merit of the Nc
COrmick stock. But wish to discuss with
you briefly one or two of the great questions
of the hour and the part the farmers of
America aud the part the farmers right
around Laingsburg are going to play In
their solution
A great many times the farmer thinks
that his life is one of the very hardest man
can lead In this short earthly span. He
compares his ten or twelve hours of hard
physical, daily toll with the six or eight
comfortable ones spent by the easy going
professional man in his cosy Office. He
thinks of the advantages of sightseeing, the
evenings of luxury, the more constant con-
tact with the world enjoyed by his more
fortunate brother whose life was early
transplanted into the jungle of city life and
with II he compares his own cramped ex-
istence, seeing little, enjoying little and
hearing only family the distant rumble of
the great throbblng, pulsatng world in the
centers of commerce.
Yes, it is true the farmer sees little In
one sense of the great and beautiful things
of life Instead of a twelve story frowning
ugly brick front topping towards the
clouds as if every moment of Its upright
posture would be the last, he sees rising
from the plain the gentle rounded hill top
on which feed his focks. Down there in
the hollow whose recesses might be filed
with the din of railway center, the shouts
of mutitudes of men, the changing of
score of bells, is seen simply the long
stretch of waving grain, and as you
listen the Stiffness is broken by the faint
tinkling OF bell of the cattle in the woods
In the distance. Few or none of us have
ever had the privilege of visiting one of
those great art galleries, such as may be
seen In some of the large cities and schools
of the country. If we were to go in there,
into one of those mammoth structures, down
through the halls the galleries would be
studded with the gems of art. All the rare
and priceless pictures are gathered in grand
display. Here is one of the opportunities
you do not enjoy. But the next bright
morning early when you start for your
work, stop and notice something you never
have before. Down from the road before
the house perhaps reaches long
stretch of meadow land. Farther on be-
yond the hollow and the little creek that
purples along undpr the old woOden hridpe
on the cross road is range of low lying