The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1911-08-31

or we will fail like the rose blown
/ of its radiant petals. There are
few who will deny this proposition
in this year A. D. or history would
NOT so oft repeat itself. Barely
two scores of years have passed
since by His mighty hand we were
rid of an idol of wealth predatory
in the negro-now King Cotton IS
fading as our predatory idol of mo-
nopolistic wealth, and barely had
we merged from the sad school OF
experience of the one, when the
hydra college of mastery of the
other thrusts itself upon US for de-
vinement, and we are now IN the
midst of its dilemma. | do not
want to be taken as a pesslmlst,
because / recognize Deity. Be It
far from me, for I could never sub
scribe TO that altruistic doctrine
that makes man mere fragile IN
the hands OF destiny; but "that
God worketh in US both to will and
to do according to His own good
pleasure" is holy writ, and is true
of every department of life. Pro
fessionals and tradesmen are de-
pendent upon the farmer and the
farmer is dependent alone upon
his God; hence God is the help
meet of all.
| write as farmer and address
the farmer especially. That there
is work to do to avert disaster
goes without saying. This work
is upon every farm and every man
who lives by his farm. There is but
one slogan: olive for yourself
and your own" Is this selfish
ness2 l think not, any more than
it was selhshness that prompted
the American revolution-''free
dom"-for we were certainly serfs
under the reign of the feecy King.
We were meagerly fed and clothed
for the tithes we paid to his maies-
ty, without profits or garlands of
Pmental ease for even period.
We blindly worshipped his mighty
hold, and knew no recourse but
submission and beggary. Now the
day is when his lock and chain,
the credit system, is broken and
that by circumstances we could
not help-the boil weevil. | bless
the boil weevil, and in doing SO
invoke no curse upon my brother
farmers. We have crossed the
| Red Sea of deliverance and are
now in the wilderness of thought
with mama of cereals, tubers, and
live stock in abundance to tide US
over Jordan into the Caanan OF
prosperity-for it is always the
case that the first two years Of
weevil regime is the slough Of
despond.
; Yes, brother farmer, we are II
the wilderness of thought and this
thought is to make each farm sup
ply its own needs. | might tel
: you what should be done, but
am not capable-a few things
KNOW must be done or we will fal
short. Every grain, tuber, anc
blade of hay that is possible mus
be harvested, that every chick
] hog, sheep, COW, and horse mal
be carried through the winter safe
Every foot of land that is possible
should be broken in Septembe
and sowed to some cover crop
: nothing better than oats, rye 0
: barley for winter pasture, and t
be turned under in March, +
4 double the yield of any crop yo1
e may plant. Save every drop 9
: fertilizer from stable, COW lot, o
pig pen; it's pure gold whereve
y you put it. When you want meat
: don't go to your merchant and be
/ for a few pounds on credit at fl
teen cents per pound, but like S.
e Peters dream, s'arise, slay an
n eat" of your own fatlings. PIar
IS two acres of wheat. 1t will pa
d. toll and make your -four for th
next year. And after you hav
( concluded to do all this come
/ your county fair.
D Respectfully,
q IUD BOLLS.