Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-10
A Happy Bridegroom,
A Happy Farmer
If Yoo Most Envy Anybody, Here kthe Man to Be Enved.


There young farmer the train coming into the city
, Of really happy.
He had to talk to somebody,
get ought be there at ten fifteen
am going be married. The young lady lives there
II twentythree years old and she twenty and
both Like living farm
I've been on this train o'clock this morning
walked to the Junction The shining when left the
house ddn the neghbors know what going to
do But suppose they Il know when get backand guess the
cowbels will ring tonight.
do like the country? Say wouldn live anywhere else
IN the world
Il wouldn live anywhere except on farm wouldn't
have any kind of except Hoens-and I'll have only pure
bred Guenseys better for buerat
but the calves hard to raise.
rs farming good life?
Say there isn't any other kind of life Why look all
these houses along this track Say I'm homeck already.
wouldnt live the middle city you'd give
had to live all my life there.
lis work the hard? No; you don't even know
you're working.
1--WE been working with my father all this time, and
I'm going to start farm of my eighty thirteen
IN keep increasing the And can I'll
have nothing but pure-bred Holsteins.
feeding She gives seventy pounds of milk dayyou couldn't
buy her for thousand dollars.
And that has a bull calf month or two old. You
couldn't buy him for less than five hundred dollars
Say, if he was hefer you coudn t buy him at all
rs milking hard work7 Of it's hard work.
it's the best work in the world
How many a milk? Well twenty night and morn
ing good milking But the have twenty five milk
the better I'll like it.
Wouldn't get rich if could sell the milk for
quart? Say rich woudn know what to do with the
money.
The countrys the only place to live tell you it don't
look natural in a crowded place like this.
MY father sold his farm and he moved in within quarter
of mile of city Why it's enough to ruin anybody How
big is that city? About two thousand inhabitants.
Goodbye; if you write to me- give your address
and I'll write back
The young farmer his long his gray cap his
face brown nut clear and powerful handhake
pleasant thing to look world of tired struggling
human beings
happy married farming life you said the reporter.
You bet, said the farmer, and gone.
The reporter will write to him and be very glad to have him
write back"
To those who live in the big cities we say this
you want to envy anybody don't envy John D. Rookie
Teller Lillian Russell Envy this young farmer He likes his
work and he HAS EVERYTHING HE WANTS IN THE
WORLD.
Many tied to the city the miserable fat the cobble
stones the crowded the high prices the soudng salary
life will longing eyes toward that farm with the Hosen
where the young farmer starts to work in the morning
half and doesn know he's been working when he sud
denly finds it too dark to work longer
He is happy man BECAUSE HE is AN INDEPENDENT
MAN The farm his the his the young calves
chickens that creep of their shells the potatoes growing
field, the wheat and the in other feds-ALL ARE
HIS
produces something What plants grows he sees
1t grow.
to be envied And this will infinitely hap
pier country when the millions upon millions of lying
divided farms carefully cultivated those
managed by another young farmer and his bride.
The best of luck and happiness them
their everything else their may there be
millions like them before this century
shall have ended.