The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-05-03
IMMIGRATION COMMISSIONER ANSWERS
ORECONIAN'S REMARKS ABOUT N. D.

that tale of the bleak, barren. in
hospitable plains Of North Dakota.
Eleven million acres have been seed.
ed on the barren stretch OF coun-
try since the keen. close, observer,
with the microscopic eye. left the
green mcadOwed. blooming orchards
and forest. fringed streams OF West
tern Oregon May we also say that the
pcople Of this state arc neither rest.
i've. disconnected nor unduly
arousedy Why should they be? They
have good healthy climate. miles
OF rich black soil: great up-to date
system Of education reaching from
the consolidated school on her
prairies to the Agricultural College
and the University; sufficient rain.
fall to successfully mature all crops
sown. without irrigation. incubation
Of The soil or an ounce Of commercial
fertilizer and oceans Of grass to feed
all her livestock. North Dakota is
the home Of just good folks, as sound
as their famous No. l Hard Wheat.
and as clean as the air they breathe.
Some Figures
ain 1924 this state produced in value
on our farms. SAT-. 1868, 900. The largest
agricultural per.capita value. $6SS.
and the largest farm value, &c.
1920. Of any state in the union
measured by population and numbers
Of farms. In 1925 we duplicated that
record BY producing $37l,97O.0O, or
$5.l05.OO per farm. and $4,000 per-
cap;ta value. There arc 10000
automobiles in this state Of dis
contcn.ed people, and the majority
of them ramble along 'on high. care.
free on the states many miles OF
good roads. Then why should they
worry? North Dakotans today have
less of doubt and more of optimism
than any state east or west; they
know what they have done since
statehood, are now doing and will
continue to do.in the years to come.
"The observation-car writer saw
dust and it evidently peeved him.
We know something Of Oregon, at
last VIC know it better than one would
Judge the writer Of the article knows
North Dakota. We saw it in late
June, July and August-not from
the window of flying train but on
horseback, since that is the most con-
venient way to see most of Oregon.
We too saw dust, it was everywhere
and on everything-dark brown.
volcanic ash dust--fine as flour
sticky as fly-paper and as aggravat-
ing. There was little of green other
than the irrigated orchards, little
patches of alfalfa. and the branches
Of towering yellow pine. fir and hem
lock. Yet it should be said. and we
want to say it, that the people OF
Oregon have much to be proud of
and for which they should be duly
thankful. The rugged savagery and
majestic beauty Of her mountains
especially Mount Hood; the vast
extent Of her primeval forests; her
clear. rushing streams. waterfalls
and her mighty Columbia. North
Dakota. on the other hand, has .
special beauty all her own---the broad
prairie lands are Gods earth reduced
to it's highest state of perfection;
her prairies are big world in its
serene, beautiful old age: they are
meditatiye, peaceful, unafraid; it is
world at rest-kind, thoughtful.
brooding; a land made for homes
and the carefrce laughter of happy
children. The Observation-Disclosures OF
varietics--spread broadcast with
lavish hand; the paschal flower Of
April, and roses--acres of them
pertaining the air Of June by the
roadside: the tiger lily. goldenrod
and, all around and about the rich.
clean restfu! grass. The sunset
painting in splendor the western
skies then the night and the stars.
This. we believe. is much truer
picture than the Oregon writer saw
as his gaze swept the swift passing
landscape just before grim winter
loosed his grip and spring was
ushered in.
1.-THE episode reminds me of q
story: An old timer of this state.
inclined to imbibe too freely of that
which in the end biteth like ser
pent and stingeth like an adder,
walked from his ranch home to
nearby village and 'tanked up gener-
ously. BEFORE leaving he added an adj
ditionail quart for possible emer-
gcncies. lie fell asleep by the way.
j side. When he awoke the next day
! the sun was shining hot and dazzling.
He SAVIOR thought he saw--,a rattle
snake coilcd up few feet away and
ready to strike. Fascinated he gazed.
Finally. in desperation. he reached
into his coat pocket and pulled out
that reserve auart-or what was left
of it-and holding it aloft, he said:
II never was so we'll fortified in
| my life, both from within and with
out. Strike. damn you, strike