The Birmingham age-herald., 1918-03-22
MEN, WOMEN
 AND THINGS


 Have you ever been to Orrville? If not, fail not to do so, if you ever get a chance. It is delightful little village inhabited by as fine type of southern CTS of the old school as can be found
 in the state.
 I have made several visits to it In the past 15 years, and when down at Selma with the Rotarians I went out to pay my respects to my good friend, Gen B. F. Ellis, and his dear wife, and to have the further pleasure of having their son-in-law John Dunaway. show me over the West Dallas Farms. The last time I was down at Orrvile John had asked me if cared to take la little swing around the plantations and of course it was just what wanted to do but did not know that I was headed for a 35-mile drive, and yet l found every moment full of interest, for cotton was the staple crop and warn ing had come that MT. Boil Weevil was thinking of paying the black belt cali
 It put terror into the hearts or the planters. and well it might, for every where the pest had made his appear ance he had devastated the land ana impoverished the people. John Dunaway belongs to the fighting class. and instead of folding his hands and looking upon the advent of the weevis as dispensa- ton Of Providence that was unavold- able and impossible to counteract, he nut on his thinking cap. and as we rode he laid before me his plan of campaign
 
 have often thought of that ride, and if other men had tackled the problem as he did thousands of negroes would have remained on the farms who found their way to the great centres in Ala again in the west and the north. His one thought was to find something to beat the boil weevil and at the same time take care of the negroes on his various places He had on his thinking cap by day and spent many restless night before he solved it.
 After going over the farms, he drove me down to where he had built huge concrete silo, which was being filled in. He was looked on as Q visionary. His friends told him he was headed for bankruptcy, but he had already laid the foundation for another one. When l was down there the other day he had built nine, and every one of them is a whopper and yet he is talking of having to erect more. Whats the answer? includes all the animals on the various plantations.
 I thought was busy man until John Dunaway took me in tow. I got to talk to him in the 30 minutes we ran from Selma to Orrville. but the minute we struck his home town it looked as 1T everybody in 1t had some important business with him. He shunted me into his hank, and sent for his splendid young son and helper to come and chap eron me. He came, and instead Of be- ing tho city man who used to greet me here in Birmingham while studying at lthe Howard, he was brown as berry and earbed for work. but in my eyes livery much handsomer fellow than when he was city guy.
 l He took me up to the new mill to see them shell corn, and grind velvet beans, and care for the peanuts. The mill was going at full blast. It meant service to the community, for farmer could either sell what he raised 'or>have it mined to take home with him. Alabama needs thousands of such outfits at every crossroads in the state. They are conn l ing, as are the corn elevators, and later the hydration plants. The food prepar- edness and market bureau is going to see many of its dreams come true, ana that before many years pass.
 | Let's get back to busy John My good friend Lembert is with him in the stock raising business and takes a lot of the cattle troubles off Of him., for he is an old hand st the game. and great one