The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1907-01-30

Bryan, in whom millions or Amerl-
can citizens take a keen interest.
He lives three miles east of Lincoln,
Neb., on a farm of,153 acres which
he has named Fairview. Twelve
years ago, when he had saved up a
little money from his law practice,
Bryan bought the first five acres of
this farm. To put it his way each
acre cost him 500 for scenery, $500
for climate and $50 for soil
And it's worth all l paid for it, "
he said, as he bundled himself in
great-coat to take me out to see the
cows and chickens and corn, writes
a recent visitor. For at heart he is
a very good farmer, and whenever
he has chance he pitches hay and
guides the pillow, and in high boots
and blue flannel shirt digs holes for
the new concrete fence posts he is
now putting in.
Aren't those pOlled Jerseys fine!
he exclaimed as we squeezed
through the COW lot gate. And
how's that for a SOW? She just
came in from Illinois last week. No,
I don't bother about taking prizes at
the county fairs, but I do like good
butter and rich milk, and there's
no pork quite as fine as that you
butcher yourself"
His Stock.
Twenty COWS and couple of reg
istered bulls; 20 fat pigs and big
circular crib of yellow cOrn-all this
back of the fine brick stable, in
which the Bryan family lived several
months while the house was being
finished four years ago. Then there
are the chickens over in a coop,
which has a sliding door of their
owners invention, and with them
a turkey or two, while the yegeta-
BILE garden slopes down to a little
creek in the meadow.
In the stable, which is modern in
every particular, are the horses. The
first one shown is General" the
horse | rode through all the battles
in which l fought during the Span
ish-American war;" the big man
smilingly says when he pats the sleek
side of his thoroughbred gift from
Senator Stone, of Missouri.
Then there are work horses and
all sorts of farm implements and
haystacks and a windmill and a gas
plant to make light for the house,
and incidentally serve as a cyclone
cellar in case a twister should come
along; and all the things one sees
on an up-to-date farm.
His Library.
In this environment Bryan is en-
polying the pen in advocacy of his
political theories. The cultivation
of the farm he leaves to others. His
time is devoted chiefly to writing ed
itorials for the Commoner, whose
circulation continues to be phenome-
nal. In his library this work is
done. Like the rest OF the house,
it is handsomely furnished, with
a-plenty of polished oak and four
walls of interesting pictures. From
these walls look down Lincoln and
Webster, Tolstoy, Bryan himself-a
large portrait in oil-and Mrs. Bry-
an and Jefferson. There is also
picture of the capitol in Washing
ton, done in split straw by an Ital-
ian admirer. The books on the
shelves run the whole gamut Of lit
erature, ancient and modern, with
the emphasis on essays and econom-
ic subjects. In the library, as in
every other room, there are curious
and beautiful trinkets, some of them
rare and valuable, which were given
to the organs in foreign countries.
Here is a Buddhist god of gold, there
a bit of old, old clOisonne, yonder
a piece of carved alabaster, each
fraught with a brief history which
the tall, broad-shouldered man OF
the house relates in that wonderful
voice of his.
In the billiard room upstairs are
hosts of queer-looking contraptions
given him by missionaries here and
there in heather lands. Among
these are many samples of the hats
worn by various peoples, and in
these the Nebraskan takes peculiar
delight He dons one after another,
even to the weird headgear of the
Parsee widow, and each time he
smiles a funny smile, as if seeking
some sort of expression to fit the
tOp-piece.