Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1910-08-24

ANN
where our boat lay, and
left-handed to the creek
right-handed to the main part of
the village, including the church
and station. A hedge, just break
Ing into green, skirted the road,
ana over its brim we could see a
plowman guiding his team leisurely
up and down a broad, fiat field. The
man in his drab corduroys and the
horses, a big brown and gray, made
picturesque group. They gave one,
toe, the pleasant sense of restfulness
an ldler feels in watching other men
work. In the fulness of my content
I murmured something silly about the
dignity of labor, which reused my
companion from his comfortable ST.
fence to rotort: That's because you've
never dore any, looked up to
where small, dark speck was rapidly
rising in the windy April sky and
flooding the air with joyous melody.
Just listen to that lark singing" I
said. "Just listen to that signboard
creaking! We shall have it down on
our heads retorted my practical
minded friend; not without reason, for
strong breeze was briskly swinging
the old sign to and fro, and the storm
of the night before had left dangling
by a single rusty hook. 1.-THE Plow
and Anchor!"~1 muttered, as I eyed it
and warily edged along the bench
from under it. Il wonder what came
first at the beginning of things, and
when the first furrow was turned?"
THAT will be something for you TO
think about till 1 get back said
FramDton benignly.
THAT chap with the plow somehow
takes me back to Algeria
My friend gr1nned with good-hu-
morcd sarcasm. Most things seem
to do that" he said. But if you
want to ruminate on blowing, here's
something for start that takes one
to the back of beyond" AS he spoke
he detached coin from his watch
chalu and tossed it to me. Next mo-
ment he looked at his watch and
rose hastily to his feet. "Jove!" he
exclaimed, 'it's ten to! I must run
for It," And swinging his coat across
his shoulder, he picked up his bag
and disappeared at trot round the
bend of the road to the station.
Frampton was right. Numberless
incidents of the most trifiing kind sui
feed to carry my thoughts back to
Algeria. Life In the desert, life In the
towns, life in the Tell, each had i'm
pressed me wildly with it's strange
and distinctive attraction. In the lat
ter district particularly had studied
the process and progress of farming
carried on there in way l should
never have thought of doing at home
There was such glamour over it all;
oTer even the poverty and reckless
ness of the fellah and his primitive
methods of agriculture. Like farm
CTS all the world over, what he did anl
what he left undone was the result moi
o. personal initiative, but of faithful
adherence to precedent. In spite O.
the efforts of the French government
! to introduce innovations and improve
ments the native cultivators of agra
rtan land pillow, sow and reap as me1
did when the world was young. Tt
| see an Arab steering yoke of oxen
enc hand pressed upon the single stem
Of the plow and the other holding thu
long, slim goad, is to see living il
lustration of how Elisha looked ant
moved when Elijah found him blowing
and cast his cloak upon him in signifi
! cant symbolism of his destiny. Only
in some such insignificant details a:
the names of the months in the Kabylt
dialect is the stamp of Rome still Wis
ible, and in the system of hiring labo,
in the Tell there survives custom
belonging to, the early days OF the Ro
man republic.
This is what happens. A farmel
finds himself in debt, or he wants .
lump sum of money in order to MARI.
and settle down. He forthwith Dor
rows the required amount Of q richel
neighbor and signs contract by which
he practically enslaves himself unit
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