White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1935-06-06

wei, by 1897 l had 1t filled, all
right. Fact of the matter, / needed
more storage space. began to make
plans. anticipated enlarging and also
building a shed around my barnyard
to protect my cattle from the winter
| II had the lumber all cut when my
brother George told me that he'd heard
T. B. Terry speak at Farmers Insti-
tute about a barnyard covered all over
and closed in. The idea was to pro-
tect not only the cattle but also the
manure.
1T seems that T. B.-he was IA
NOUS farmer and institute speaker; he
died back here only eight or nine years
ago-got the idea from old Prof. Isaac
p. Roberts of Cornell. Roberts was
building some sort Of covered BARN
yard there. I didn't know just what.
"But for what I wanted the best
thing to do was just to raise my new
hay shed, close the sides below, and
run the stock under. That was what
did, and that's the type of barn and
yard you see all over this county to-
day.
MY brother George, the one who
gave me the idea, was the first to fol-
low my lead He came over and saw
what I had.
you've got the advantage of me,
he said you're saving manure. You
can feed in winter without going out
in the cold. can't thresh until the
manure is out of the yard You can
thresh any time and blow the straw
right in above the cattle, where it will
keep lot better than in stack. Yes,
he says, you've got the advantage OF
me- And he built one like it.
after bit along comes my brother
William, and he figures that it would
be land insurance and pay him 10 per
cent on his money to build one, too.
Zone by one they began to go up
all over the county, and you can see
how it is now. If an ideas practical,
you can trust farmers to take up with
| it. They use any short cut that is Of
fered by somebody in the business, and
let book farming pass by on the other
side. 1t makes me tired to have group
| Of town men get together and talk
about, What can we do to help the
farmer? The farmers of this county
are forging ahead faster than the av-
erage town man!
II have always said if was young
again, would farm, for there is more
wiz ~, 70,
any other vocation"
In the Plains Country
Everybody in that part of South
Dakota calls him "Uncle4 Dave. He
came from Wisconsin as lad of nine
teen, treking by compass over track
less prairie. He gave up carpentry took
up land and gradually became known
as the most painstaking and success
full farmer Whereabouts. They called
him "The Potato King of South Da-
kota," whatever that means.
Uncle Dave is seventy; middle
sized, sinewy, leathery man, slightly
bent but tireless STILL and sturdy. He
speaks slowly, mildly. Farm relief? He
hardly knows. So many smarter men
have got all snarled up on the sub
ject.
met him in little town that looks
as if it had been set up for western
movie. Except for the courthouse: that
is fine stone building, with the date
1908 on it's cornerstone, and the name
'Dave Saur" carved in bold letters at
| tntH nf 70 ut
inside. He was chairman of the board
of commissioners that got the building
there and so started this town of
Hayti, less than Is years ago.
my brother named the town." he
says. "He was busy out tying hay for
the cookstove, and postal inspector
came out to see about getting post
office here. Call it hay-tie', said my
brother and the inspector wrote it
down. only without the e. A pretty
good name. It takes you back to the
early days. We burn coal now instead
of buffalo grass but there was a long
time there, let me tell you, that when
the women were baking they'd send
you out to tie hay. 1t took them good
while to learn to like a coal fire for
that.
well, I'm getting along in years:
guess I'll be an old man yet, if ! live.
was born in go, back In Wisconsin.
Three of my older brothers were in
the Civil War. One was killed; they
brought him home in q box.
II came out here in 10 with another
fellow, in prairie schooner. Water
town was the end, then, of the North
Western railroad. We headed for there,
steering by compass there weren't any
roads to speak of. They used to build
up big mounds of dirt on the hills,
to guide on.
| "The other fellow I came with