Willmar tribune., 1908-04-29

practically nothing to do on farm
except the everlasting chores"
These consist of feeding the stock.
currying and rubbing down the horses,
bringing in wood, milking and doing
a few little other odds and ends. A
family of two or three boys and the
head of the household can do all this
in an hour and half for morning and
night The rest of the time for pc
riod of about. If not quite, three
months, is just nothing at all but rest
ing by the fireplace or the stoves,
reading the papers, visiting, going to
the dances or to town, attending court,
and hearing the speeches, and in other
ways enjoying the leisure time.
One'fourth, therefore, of the aver
age farmers life on the farm, apart
from many extra stormy days, taking
it year in and year out, is vacation.
OF course, he may 60 out and nail up
fence occasionally, and chop a little
wood, or do some other mild stunt"
But the crops have been gathered, the
fall plowing is done, and there is real
ly nothing for him to do. Some Of
the more enterprising boys in our
neighborhood went into the coal
banks, along the line of the little
streams among the hills and with
pick and dynamite unearthed many
tons of soft coal, and made good
money at it. But this was a business
venture separate and apart from farm
ing, and only the huskiest of the hust.
lers tackled it.
Now just imagine, II you can, any
clerk, or working man, or professional
or business man, laying off three
months in each year. Wouldn't that
be something like the happy land of
Canaan? suppose a few hundred
thousand of the overworked "cits." I"
would hate to think of "holing up"
about December first and reappearing
about March first to go to work again? ?
Talk about eight hours day! Why,
these farmers have got the entire
world beaten on living easy and es-
Gaping worry. What do they care If
stocks go up or down? They don't
own any stock. What difference does
it make to them if the trusts corral
things? Not bit. It may beat them
out of some money, but the loss is
only few dollars to each district, and
there's only a little grumbling about
it.
Can you get the farmer into q cor.
ner? Not in one thousand years. He
can always make a living, and at least
a little more. And he can always be
Independent where the man in the
cities must duck, and cringe, and wear
his soul out against the stones of hard
ship and misfortune. The farmer can
have a daily metropolitan paper at his
gate in most rural districts now, on the
day the sheet is issued. He can have his
magazines, his piano, his library-all
these, and his telephone. and other
conveniences.
It is true that he does not get the
glare and glitter of city life, but that
is purchased with much travail and
sorrow, the maximum Of toll for the
minimum of gain. He is his own mas
ter, and there is no visible or invisi
BILE whip raised over his shoulders
We saw this very plainly as the farm
ers about us sent their teams ahead
in the furrows, or tossed the shining
sheaves of wheat aloft in the July
sun.
They represented the sane life; the
sanest way of living. If there was the
saving grace Of social communion il
the prairie states, there, too, the farm
ers would be happier; but statistics
show that farmers wives in the west
ern states, where the farms are scat
tered and visiting task, have beer
unable to stand the isolation and have
broken under the strain. But in thu
eastern and northern states, and par
ticularly in the Mississippi valley, the
farmers have reduced the art of living
to science that spells happiness.
Even in our little experiment w
saw how simple living was when 70,
were on a farm. For what we pait
for a house in the city we could livt
on entirely in the country. But sup
pose a man hasn't trade, or pro
fession by which he can earn tina
much? What then? Learn to farm
; You can learn enough about it in /;
year to support yourself. There's NJ
secret to it. Dig and sow. Nature
will do the rest.
ERNEST M'0AFFEY.