The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-01-21

| The history of his coming as nearly as can remember in his own words; of the day spent on Friday in Gods country" and the impressions gained
 by Carlson. follows:
 T am very much surprised" said the big man as he took seat in my
 private office. very much surprised
 and pleased. Your city is beautiful,
 your people clean and strong. and they
 walk rast and look good to me. I like your town. And the day, is 1t not a fine day? I left ten inches of snow
 in Northern Illinois, and 1t was still
 showing. and on the way down the riv.
 CTS were all over the country. Your
 railroad runs through bad country.
 rocks and trees and poor houses. I
 thought my trip was no good and my
 money spent for nothing.
 My friends in Illinois told me this. Five were coming with me, but they
 backed out We talked with some of | the old people that were down here during tte war. They said 1t as the Hell of a country" I interrupted to remark that They certainly did catch
 little he'll down here once upon a time.p
 Called southerners Rough People. They bid me a sad farewell" he continued. You may not get back"
 they said. " It Is a rough people The
 bad white men and niggers will kill you; nothing but rocks and big for ests and no account The article in our Swedish paper7. Oh that is a
 damn lie! They want to get you there to rob you"
 interrupted to remark again, That
 is all right to say up there Carlson. but If they say it down here they
 might find something like the old peo- pie found during the war;"
 He smiled appreciativeN. But is 1t true, what you write about the farm countryT he asked naively. I passed over the innuendo, especially as he looked so big, and suggested mildly that would show him. the next day The next day. Friday, you know what that day was. A sparkle with the fog drops and dew of the early morning.
 Soft, yet cooling breezes from the great Gulf to the southward. Azure sky, cloud fecked. the twittering of the Ismating birds, whistle of red bird and song of the mounting meadow-lark And off beyond, reveling in the early morning sunshine, the king of warb- lers. the mocking-bird. trilling out a full throated song. A charming morn- ing in Gods fairest country.
 "Is 1t not a fine morning, a very fine morning. I am gfad came" said my big friend as we turned from the Nor- man Bridge into the Woodley Road ugh, I do not like the snow when see this. I was in South Dakota last year in harvest time. It looked fine month, 60 degrees below zero. was
 afraid of It. But am glad I saw this first.
 "And the land, 1t looks like our land in April" as we logged by the Allen
 place. And prairies like in Illinois. like the prairies. And your road inc road. I go hub deep now, going to the market town. And rlows run ning--look at the plows--three, four, five, sixi And the green-what Is all the green? Oats! oats now? We plant in May. We must work as fast in summer from a. m. till 10 at night else we make no crop. And all winter
 we must house and feed the stock, and work hard to make living. Lands are too high and the country crowded. One hundred and fifty and $2O0. and near town $1,000 an acre. Too much, and the people must move out to get lands and--I like this-I like this.'
 as we passed the Hodge piaee, aet,,ro and what is 1t they feed on now?" Alfalfa" I said.
 Delighted with Alfalfa. "Alalfai Oh, my, but that is me! IT we could only raise that. And graAe | it now and 1t four inches high. My, hut if those fellows in the snow could ace thtsl My! oh my! No, we can | not make alfalfa. It takes too long to start. and costs too much. Our land | must lay idle too long. And you cut | 1t three times the first year? Oh but | that Is finei We grow clover but we sow it this spring with oats. Tnen, M | next year, we get one sooo ,'t" | than the next winter it freezes out. We got out at my place, after he hao made exclamations of pleasure at the haautiful alfalfa and oat fields on MT: Tsv,ce's and MT, Joness place; emeralu green in the sparkling sunlight dottee with big red Jersey and Berkshire anu Poland China hogs and cattie Mlu horses. We saw those doupie tean1s T1s | on my place bedding for cottoH' hh0 was much amused at thls
 'rhat looks funny to me-" he sald eve turn our land with three pig | horses and square up our helds anu smooth them right off with the big | harrow" Al. ,
 "But you do not blow now" I | smiled. May" And he listened with pleasure | and understanding when l explained | that as a Kentuckian I had tried to | ''show" them some things even about | cotton planting, but that my methods of two years ago were "howiing iall- ure.D That I thought maybe we might | "show" the local people something | ahout hay and oats and stock raising | and general thrifty intensive agricul- | ture, but when it cafne to cotton grow | ing. they could give us cards and spades" We went over the rolling | lands.
 T like this so much; 1t can be so easily drained: with us it is too flat" | and when he saw the ditches at work, l "oh. that is good, only you should have | the drain. it will double your crop" A closer inspection of the sixty acre | alfalfa field only increased his enthu- | siasm. and by the time we had looked 1 into the heart of the big hay shocks, and looked at the baled hay, he was satisfied we had not Tied" at least not much. Mir, Jones gave us hearty Western Southern welcome to dinner. and filled the inner man with many good things
 mostly raised at home. explained to Carlson that as a man recently from Kansas, perhaps Jones might be bet
 ter believed than Smith. even though
 he recently came from Kentucky
 After dinner we inspected the beauti-
 ful oat, wheat, barley and alfalfa fields
 of MT. Jones, all thriftRr and brilliant In the sunlight.
 Then we saw the thoroughbred
 Berkshire and Poland China hogs in their separate pens; the thoroughbred bull. the big Percheron stallion; and the fine Minorca chickens. We also saw the rows of beautiful selected seed corn.
 This certainly looks good to me" ,-s,