The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1901-11-30

l do not wonder that the Japanese
and the Chinese and the Phoenicians
so particularly extolled ~husbandry OF
that C~incinnatus went from the con.
sulship to the plow or that Noah was a
farmer before he became a shipbuilder
or that Elisha was in the field blowing
with IL yoke of oxen when the mantle
fell on him or that the Egyptians in
their paganism worshiped the OK as a
tiller of their lands.
Piltheus, the king, found some rich
gold mines in his province, so he
turned all the population to digging in
the mines. Tillage was neglected, and
there came a great famine. One day
the wife of the king invited him to a
great banquet, and he came in and sat
down, and there were pieces Of gold
in the shape of bread, and pieces of
gold in the shape of biscuits, and pieces
of gold in the shape of joints of meat,
and the king was disguised, and he
said: Il cannot eat this" Neither
can the people," said his wife most sug-
gestively, and then they went back to
the tillage.
Within our time the presidential
cabinet has added a -secretaryskip of
agriculture. Societies are constantly
being established for the education
of the pillow. Journals devoted to this
department are circulated through
all the country. Farmers, through
such culture, have learned the at
tributes of soils and found out that
almost every field has its peculiar
preferences. Lands have their
choice as to which product they will
bear. Marshy lowlands touched by
the pillow rise and wiring out their wet
locks in the trenches. Islands born
down on the coast of Peru and b.
livia are transported to our fields and
make our vegetables leap. Highways,
by this pillow. are changed from Doggy
sloughs into roads like the Roman
Appian way. Fields go through
bloodless revolutions until there the
farmhouse stands. In summer honey-
suckles Chamber over the trellises. On
one side there stands a garden, which
is only a farm condensed. On the
other side there is a stretch of mead
ow land with thick grass, and, as
the wind breathes over it., it looks
like the deep green ocean waves.
There goes a brook, tarrying long in
its windings, as if loath 10 leave the
spot where the reeds sing and the
cattle stand at MONDAY under the
shadow of the weeping willows. In
winter the sled ZONES through the
cracking snow, with huge logs from
the woods, and the barn floor ouakes
under the thumpings of the fail or
the deafening buzz of the thrashing
machine. Horses stand beneath NOW
poles bending under loads of hay and
whinny to the well-flled oat bins.
Praise God for the great harvests
that have been reaped this last year!
Some of them, injured by drought
or insects or freshets, were not as
bountiful as usual, others far in ex-
cess of what have ever before been
gathered, while higher prices will
help make up for any decreased sup
ply. Sure signs of agricultural pros
we have in the fact that cat
tie and horses and sheep and swine
and all farm animals have during the
last two years increased in value.
twenty million swine slaughtered
this last year, and yet so many hogs
eft. Enormous paying off of farm
mortgages have spoiled the old
speeches of the calamity howlers. If
he ancients in their festivals pre-
their rejoicings before Ceres,
he goddess of corn and tillage, shall
We neglect to rejoice in the pres
of the great God now? From
Atlantic to Pacific let the American
ration celebrate the victories of the
l come next to speak of the con-
quests Of the American hammer. Its
ron arm has fought it's way down
rom the beginning to the present.
Under its swing the city of Enoch
'ose and the foundry of Tubal Cain
'esounded and the ark foated on the
At its clang ancient tenn
lies spread their magnificence and
.hariots rushed out fit for the bat
lie. Its iron fist smote the marble
VI Paros, and it rose in sculptured
and struck the Pentelican
lines uulll lTOn Ulem q artnenOn
reared winter than a palace of
and pure as an angels dream.
Damascus and Jerusalem and Rome
nd Venice and Paris and London
nd Philadelphia and New York and
Washington are but the long pro-
racted echoes of the hammer. I'm
Ter the hammer everywhere dwell
ngs have gone up, ornate and lux
Irious. Schoolhouses, lyceums, hos
and asylums have added addl-
ional glory to the enterprise as we'll
s the beneficence of the American
Vast public works have been
INSTRUCTED, bridges have been built
'ver rivers and tunnels dug under
'ur mountains, and churches of
natchless beauty have gone up for
lin who had not where to lay His ,
Iead, and the old theory is exploded
hat because Christ was born in a
nanger we must always worship
lin in a barn. ,
Railroads of fabulous length have