Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1916-01-19
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you've done a plumb remarkable
thing. You've made two hundred an
thirty-three bushels o. corn on that
acre." announced the squire impress
sively. II wouldn't "a believed it un-
less seen it an weighed it, but that's
what it II. The flggers are right an
the weights are right"
That's just bully!' said Joe, with
glowing eyes. Il did not think it
would run that high"
beats anything l ever seenr' ex-
claimed Tomlinson.
But what about the cost?" inquired
Joe anxiously.
well, sir, accordin' to the records,
you've made this here corn at a cost
Of 1917 cents bushelv'
Joe threw his hat in the air and gave
a yell Of Joy, in which he was joined
by Tom.
Il would have been tickled to death
to have done it on from sixteen to
twenty! he exulted. "They can't beat
me to save their lives! I've got 'em
beat!'
Looks like it to mer' enthused Mr..
Weston.
Come on In here, now, Joe, an
make the afydavies l writ out to the
cost and the record of work an all,
so there can't be no question about it.
brought my seal with me, an I'll swear
you to It. Then this committee will
certify to it and swear to the weights
an dggers. Wen attach the RECORD
of weights to the certificate" said the
squire.
"Nothin' like dom things up ship
shape with an affydavy," solemnly adj
vised Mr.. Tomlinson.
mo; we're all powerful proud of
what you've done, Joe, an we don't
want no slipup at the last minute"
said Mr.. Wilson. I'VE want our coun-
ty to take the prize over all of 'em
again."
"You goin' in for the prize at the
county fair next week." inquired the
squire after the papers were all fixed.
mo, sir. I told the boys would
not compete with 'em on yield because
I've had experience. This is the first
year for about nine-tenths Of EN-"
That's powerful clever of you" APP
proved Tomlinson.
"Sure is. You could take the prize
all right. reckon" said Mr.. Wilson.
II guess so, but I'll submit a dozen
ears in competition for the prize for
best dozen ears. I need that $25 to
go to the state fair on, where the real
big fight will be-" said Joe.
"Well, good luck to We. We've had
a fine time today, and guess we've
all learned somethin'," said the Judge.
Il know 1 have. I'm goin' to try some
Of this intensive farmin'. II Teller
can make one and two hundred BUSH
els to the acre it's better'n scratchin'
over so much ground like we do. Yep;
| think I've learned somethin' today
considerable somethin'," he said as he
shook hands and climbed in his buggy
for the homeward trip.
me, too," said Tomlinson. 1T amt
goin' to be five years till farmer In
this county that makes less than forty
bushels to the acre is goin' to be count
ed doggone poor farmer an too shift
less to nve-mark what I tell you.
We're all havin' our eyes opened"
Tom Ralston stayed to supper, and
it was a happy and jubilant party.
After supper they began sorting over
the corn by lantern light to pick out
a dozen ears to try for the prize ear
competition at the county fair and the
state fair also. BY bedtime they had
found only three ears that came up to
Joe's idea of perfection.
Next day the hunt for fine ears went
forward Two surprisingly fine ones
were found among the common run of
search every ear had been handled,
and the result was about bushel and
a half Of beautiful corn.
Then came the work of sorting this
down to twelve. Joe marked the Diff
ferent varieties with thread Of differ
ent color tied about the ears after he
had selected the dozen. Everything
was then In readiness for the county
fair the following week.
Mr.. Weston hitched up the team
next Monday early. Tom Ralston came
along on his pony. Mrs. Weston and
Annie were in the wagon, and Link
had place in there too. The colored
boy had worked most faithfully and
was enthused over learning about agri-
culture, so he was given the trip also.
Joe entered his dozen ears of corn,
and 1t was placed with merely a num-
Der on it-no name. The corn expert
IF the state and the commissioner Of
agriculture and an agent of the fed
eral department of agriculture were
the Judges.
The Corn club exhibit of the county
was good-three times as good as that
Of the previous year. The best rec
ord presented was a hundred and one
bushels on an acre. Some Of the boys
were much disturbed when they found
Joe Weston was on the ground, but
were treasured when he repeated that
he would not compete except for the
best dozen ears.
When the prize winners were an
nounced he got the $25 in a walk. No
one came near him on it.
II doubt If there's another dozen
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