St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1910-01-29

development, advantages and rich resources
of the South. Unsolicited and unpaid, save
in their regular way, this great weekly is
furthering the growth of the Southern States
and Fastening the greater prosperity that
it predicts is sure to come. In an article
headed The Next West" it declares that
the South is now experiencing the expan-
sion that went on in the West twenty years
ago. Coming as it does, on the very heels
OF this big advertisement of the whole South
our advertisement will attract more favor
able attention than it otherwise would, es-
Ipecially as it fits right in and fairly we'll IL
Illustrates an article on Louisiana written by
Jared 7. Sanders, in the aforesaid number
of Golfers Weekly. Gov Sanders says,
| Cotton, sugar-cane, corn, rice, Alfalfa, and
other forage crops can be successfully and
proftably grown on these Louisiana) lands
They are also splendidly adapted to truck
growing. The people of Louisiana are
friendly and Hospitality inclined, and the
home-seeker AND the prospective settler will
be welcomed cordially and sincerely"
So again beg of you, make good.
Until quite recently it has not been the
good fortune Of the scribe to witness the
moving pictures put on exhibition by Mr.
Geo. Sears at the little Boston street
theatre. They are fine, and just as good as
can be seen anywhere. The pictures are
films from the hands of Pate Frerees, the
makers Of the best pictures in the world
II you will notice all that are marked with
the cock, it will be seen that they are of
French makeup, scenes, type of actors, ETC.,
which stamps them as genuine. Now, be-
sides this excellence, the pictures are all
pleasing, interesting and elevating; nothing
that caters to the baser instincts, but seeks
rather to crafty all higher and better tastes.
Karl Kohnke contributes much also to the
pleasures of the evening with his rich mel
low voice in tuneful ballad; the whole makes
a very ENJOYABLE affair. Mr.. Sears deserves
much credit in so well contributing to the
entertainment of our people, and we hearth
ly congratulate him upon the success with
which his efforts have been met.
No, this is not Halley's comet, but a
stranger. fugitive from infinite space,
come within our horizon from no one knows
where, going no one knows whittier. It is
whirling madly away from the sun, and
when we are priviledged to see it in misty
distance, it lies close to the still blushing
horizon, not very far. below the brilliant
Venus, now our evening star.
It seems more than strange to have two
OF these marvellous wanderers within the
tlolOl1 VI LllC COL I'll C1C OIlG
ey's comet can only be seen with a teles-
cope, still it is in our skies, while this sec
ond wonder is visible to the naked eye.
Perhaps this unprecedented celestial bril-
liancy predicts the future and on-coming
greater greatness Of our world.
Adown the ages men have scoffed at
dreamers, the world has jeered and jibed,
and men OF little soul have sought to spurn
the dreaming efforts of the great What
little praise it gave was grudged, and all
the thoughts of men which come to ease the
woe and sorrow Of the world have gone to
form the cross upon which the dreamer died.
Ever and anon some mind or heart or soul
freed from the earthly mist Of prejudice sings
strong and true the song Of praise that is
the dreamer's right. And such man of
mind and heart and soul is Herbert Hauf-
man, who in poem prose set forth the praise
OF dreamers whose paths of progress have
been sobs of blood dropped from their broken
hearts,"
Makers Of empire, they have fought for
bigger things than crowns, and higher seats
than thrones. Fanfare and pageant and
the right to rule or will to love are not the
fires which wrought their resolution into
steel. Grief only streaks their hair with
silver, but has never greyed their hopes"
They are the Argonauts, the seekers Of
the priceless feece-The Truth
Through all the ages they have heard
the voice of destiny call to them from the
unknown waists. They dare uncharted seas.
for they are makers of the charts. With
only cloth of courage at their masts and
with no compass save their dreams, they
sail away undaunted from the far blind
shores. - "A flash out in the night leaps
leagues Of snarling seas and cries to shore
for help, which, but for one mans dream,
would never come"
Their wings of canvas beat the air and
add the highways of the eagle to the human
paths
"A God-hewn voice swells from disk of
glue and wells out through throatof brass.
caught sweet and whole, to last beyond the
maker of the song, because a dreamer
dreamt
walls crumble and the empires fall. The
tidal wave sweeps from the sea and tears a
fortress from its rocks The rotting nations
drop from off times bough, and only things
the dreamers make live on