The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1921-09-29
n the official Bulletin of the Montana Development Association)

N3o"
Famers-business men-banken-wn1 you listen to the voice OF
the dearest teacher in the world?
Listenl
Montana farmers, merchants and bankers, whose fortunes are bound
up together, should realize that now-right now-is the given and ap-
great agricultural state is inevitably bound up in the success of dry
farming. Irrigation is wonderful, but with its ultimate extent limited.
is right now an opportunity which has not existed before to take this
state from the doubtful coumn-where by the authorities she has been
1sted-and put her in the positively successful class.
Thn year.! year above tMI all sr Others { gives you 70 t the fs oPpoTtum IN y}ol6
You couldn't talk economy and downright hard work to business
men in 1920
But NOW you can talk summer fallow and dairying to the farmers
and lots Of downright hard work and stringent economy to business
men. And you can get them all to pull together for the states future.
The time is Just right Here's the plan:
advocate summer fauow clubs like the one at Harlem, where business
deaf ears made it impossible to show much progress but the scheme
did get far enough 50 there is absolute and positive proof of its feast
biity and practcabiity and its wonderful possibilities.
Feasible and Practical
Throughout the state the papers are talking about the success of
On July g enroute to Hulls farm, the secretary of the Montana De
velopment Association drove all day over brown prairies and between
died beneath the blazing summer sun. Not one respectable crop was
to be seen in the entire days travel until HulPs farm was reached
tay out into a wheat field of ITO acres that touched his belt and was
as even a S a floor. Both the wheat and the ma were smiling conpa-I
Gently on the hot, dry day, for the field had been properly summerfal
Next to the grain field lay a smooth brown field of exactly the same
acreage, summer titled and with not a weed in sight. It had been
d~ouble-disked the fall before, it had been plowed in May; behind the
plow a subsurface packer had followed. After three weeks when the
weeds had started, the acme harrow had destroyed them. Hull dugI
down with his shoe and at a depth of five inches brought up moist earth
that formed into balls when he compressed it in his fingers.
There could be no doubling. That wa. the only crop in a sunburn-
ed area a hundred miles across, and right in the dryest part of the state.
No rain had fallen since early spring, but the crop was there-no one
could doubt it. +
make eighteen bushels, don't you Think" His keen blue eyes swept
the distant elevation where heat waves rose shimnering and a whirl-
wind hurried into the distance.
"How long have you been here?" asked the secretary.
Since 1916" said Hull. He seemed timid; his answers to former
questions had been very conservative.
How much land?" {;
"Three-twenty." Ia
Got it paid for? y
eyes" II
"4ad you the cash when you Gamer" H.
"Homesteaded half, bought half on time" ii
Make the money here to pay for it," f
Eyes" y
"Since 1862" :"
Eyes. Had a good crop in 1916; plenty of rain. Have summer Fl
every year since. Lost out in 1919. No moisture the fall before" d
Get a crop other years." ~
"Yes." ~
Every year," ~
Eyes, every year. Lowest yield 10 bushels" Il
A Different Sort of Story e,
what banks do you owe?"
why the personal questions? ?"
YOU'RE SO different. Just wondered"