The Exeter Advocate, 1924-5-29, Page 6OPEN LETfERS TO A FARMER
By Rev, M. V. Kelly, CeS.B.
(Coetinued from last week)
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Ruthless Waste.
What would you. think, my dea
farmer friend, of a young znan whoa
father had made great saprifices t
prepare him for a career in law o
medicine, who had completed hi
studies successfully, taken a waiver
city degree, practised his professio
for a number of years, and then de
literately gave it up to drive a stree
car or delivery wagon, or perhaps
spend his days attending some litti
machine in a factory? Of course, you
would say no sane man would enter
tain the thought. Did you ever real
Lae that this is precisely what many a
farmer has done when he deoldee to
seek a livelihood in a city?
No other profession requires so
many Years to fit oneself for success
therein as are required to be a suc-
cessful farmer. Your own observa-
tions have taught you that from
among the boys who show some skill
in different farin operations at the age
of eight or nine, few could be entrust-
ed with the management of a farm at
twenty-one, and many not at twenty-
five. Every competent farmer has had
a three -fold training—of a raechanic,
a business man and a professional
snare To acquire all three is the
task of years; many never acquire
them. You have seen the case of one
who has had the skill of an expert
in any of the hundred little trades, the
ever -varying occupations day after
day on a farm require familiarity with,
and who failed through lack of man-
aging capacity or of a practical know-
ledge of the science of agriculture.
The average boy or young man would
learn a foreign language in less time
than he would learn all that is neces-
sary to handle a horse properly. While
any ene obliged to live a certain terra
among foreigners will learn their lang-
uage, many a one has lived and died on
a farm without daring to call himself
a horseman. This is only one ex-
ample. To grow up on a farm means
to be learning something new or ac-
quiring further skill in some occupa-
tton or other, ahnost daily. Now, you
have acquired these and gone through
long years of drill; what use can you
make of it all when you take up your
residence in the city? Simply a case
of throwing it all away to begin with
eomething else, an absolute waste of
what years were required to garner.
The capitalist who spends the accumu-
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est, unremitting toil, and, geiaerallee the E'reatcOSS is in proportion to the
r assidiiity of the toil. Whether We cone
s, eider paupers' sons of the sons of
' etoya.ity, the men of elaaracter, of
a ' weight; of , capability, owe 'their
r" achievements to their faithfulnesa to
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work. The one who is truly to be
- pitied is he who has never learned to
r' I work, who has never k.nown the fas-
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.: cination of being absorbed in his daily
" 1 pursuits. For him whose life has
been one of constant occupation, no
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other pastime can be a, eubstitute.
Give him in advanced yeans wealth'
and opportunities of leisure, surround
- him with honor and friends, and con-
demn him to idleness, will his life
know any happiness? Your first and
last anxiety is the future welfare of
your children. No matter what you
do for them, no matter how much you
try to give them, from this world's
point of view is there anything else
will so e ontribute to their happiness
to a persevering satisfaction amid
life's uncertain terms, as an early
training in habits of industry and en-
durance of toil? The father who con-
templates moving a young family to
the city must face the responsibility
of acquiring this formation.
The acquaintances you will make in
the city give ample evidences of this
Only a small proportion of the young
people who grow up there are trained
in the best habits of work. Rich men's
sons are generally a failure, chiefly
because, having never known what
it was to work hard as boys, they ob
ject to =Tying burdens in later life.
Ambition is an impossibility to him
who is trying to escape labor. Only a
few working mon's children in cities
spend their days in assiduous toil or
get to look upon work rather than play
as the rule of life. Their plans for a
future are based chiefly on avoiding
occupations at all heavy or fatiguing.
For this very reason, tixe city boy, if
he is not disposed to look fora clerk-
ship, or for a position with starvation
wages in the civil service, would be
found a few years later at some other
calling which in their daily occupa-
tion, call for a minimum expenditure
of strength. From the beginnliag,
their efforts lack vigor, they grow up
unused to the idea of throwing real
energy into their undertakings; they
never accomplish anything worth
while. Are these the careers you
would open up to your children and
grandchildren?
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lotions of a life time on the erection
of a factory and then, instead of de-
veloping a business, allows the plant
to fall to pieces with rust and ruin,
is not more foolish in his wastefulness.
The Only Education.
I should like to have another word
with you on your Complaint that farm
life entails too much hard work. Even
though we had only this wocld to think
of, a life of work would be, perhaps,
the greatest blessing which could
Come our way. There is no true great-
ness which is not associated with earn-
Instructinos Obeyed,
The managing editor of a small city
newspaper wheeled his chair around
and pressed a button on his desk. The
subordinate wanted entered.
'Here,'" said the editor, "are a num-
ber of directions from outsiders telling
us how to run our paper. See that
every one is carried out."
And the office boy, gathering them
in a large basket, did so.
This is the way they grow them in British Columbia. The picture shows
an average -sized man and womanestaeding before a gigantic hollovi-truniced
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Say It Aloud.
Do you talk to 'yourself It may be
assumed that your reply is in the
negative. Self -talkers are often re-
garded as a trifle queer.
Yet if you call to mind all your a
quaintances who have this habit, a
not the majority, if not all, of the
men and women of .00nsiderable me
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A Washing Ceremony.
Since the deaths of the Russian
Czar Nicholas II. and the old Austrian
Emperor Francis joseph, Spain is the
only remaining European country
s. where the Sovereign observes the
re ancient religious ceremony of "wash -
Ing' the feet of twelve old men on
n- Maundy Thursday.
In Madrid. the ceremony, as perform-
ed by Ring Alfonso, consists in his
kneeling on a cushion before each of
the old men, who are seated with feet
,e bare,
A Court dignitary holds a gold dish
d before the feet of each man in turn,
while the Ring sprinkles a few drops
of the scented water over each foot,
and then touches eacb. lightly with a
cloth handed to him by one of the
r• Bishops present.
a gifts?
One of the greatest eommerci
magnates in thiscountry talks to hin
self. It would be palpably ridiculou
to hint that he must be "queer." He
to much of a force!
Great preachers, statesmen, an
writers are nearly all eelatalkers. G
to• the universities and get to kno
the leading prafessors—men of in
mense learning and intellectual powe
—nine out of ten of them talk to them
selves as they walk ahout!
The truth. is that there is no finer
exercise for the brain, and no better
way of solving hard problems. Self -
talking is at once a clarifier and a
safety valve.
Strong, intense, silent, mental con-
centration is really good; it strains
the brain. Arguments crowd upon one
another, and those that are rejected
are not really jettisoned. The mind
retains them.
But self -talking pulls them out, as
it were, and throws thein away. The
next time you have a knotty problem
to solve, try talking it over with your-
self, aloud, and you will be astonished
at the result.
One well-known author has admitted
to the writer that he thrashes out all
the complications of his plots ;.in that
way. His friends admit that he is
clever, but they also think he's
"queer" --a little bit "touched!" He's
nbt. All that he does is to' use a.
method which, as he knows feom ex-
perience, helps him.
Self -talking is never a sign of idiocy.
One of the first symptoms of mental
affliction is silence—a withdrawal into
one's self. Is Edison a fool? No! Yet
he talks to himself! Try it yourself
and see how it helps you.
Safety First.
"Great Snakes!" surprisedly ejacu-
lated Cousin Lank, from over beyond
Mount Pizby, as they were going
homeward from the crossroads store
along in the shank of the evening and
paused at a burst of soufid. "What's
that queer noise?"
"Aw, that's: just Oliver Unken out
on the hillside, some're over yonder,
learning 'to play the occordion," re-
plied Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge.
"You can hear him right smart of a
ways on a still night like this."
"What's his idy of practicing all by
himself in the dark?"
"He
moves around just about so of-
ten, and fellers. .going along the road
yur can't tell whur to ehoot at him."
Misjudged H I m.
"Are you married?" asked Colonel
'White of a negro applicant for a job.
"Nawsuh, boss," was the reply. "I
ize tourincar. makes male own livine"
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We Bet on Her.
Father—"Are you going to divorce
your husband, Mabel?"
Daughter—"No, I think we'll fight
it out."
"Twinkle, Twinkle! . . ."
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are:
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky.
The centenary of the death of Jane
Taylor, authoress of "Twinkle, twinkle
little star," was *observed recently at
Ongar Congregational Church, where
from. 1811 to 1829 her father was min-
ister.
A memorial tablet in the church
was decorated and wreaths placed on
the grave. In his sermon the Rev. R.
Newland said that 120 volumes of art,
poetry, theology, philosophy, and biog-
raphy had been written by the Taylor
family.
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Joe's Ultimatum.
Joe wore the expression of a man
with a grievance as he leaned against
the window of the village store where
he had long been employed—se much
so that Harry stopped to inquire the
cause.
"Hello, Joe, ain't you working?"
asked he.
"No, I ain't, and I ain't goin' to
work any more till the boss takes
beck what lie said."
"What did he say?"
"Ho said he didn't want me any
longer," declared Joe.
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When you come to a beauty spot number of beauty spot a in Canada
that has been wrecked by an earlier decreasing. The tourist alveays selects
the cream of countryside beauty and
if each motor party leaves behind it a
trail of ruin it will not be long before
old-timers will be talking of the coun-
tryside that used to,be.
MENACE TO COUNTRYSIDE.
This is what will happen if tourists
fail to appreciate the fact ;that the
problem is a matter of persoral duty.
It requires only a few broken bottles,
some tin cane, a defunct tire and a
few discarded newspapers to make an
ideal spot the last ward in unsitCli-
ness. Just one tourist party can put
out of business a spot that might
otherwise be of unending delight to
hundreds of other people, who take
pride in the country and who know
that if they do not preserve it no one
else can do it for them. •
When you are tempted to wreck
some ideal location you have selected
for your evening rest or your noonday
tour luncheon, just keep in mind the
fact that you'll probably come back
again some day and taste of your own
have been thrown away by those who selfiehness. The country is not so
think that the countryside's beauty is large that a million and a half tour -
unlimited. Lets can wrack each beauty spot they
There are many roadways that will chance upon and never return to it
never be attractive again, and the again.
picnic party, don't complain. See that
you don't leave a similar sight for
the motor tourist who follows you.
A wildflower on the bush is worth
ten in the tonneau, withered and
trampled. Leave the flowers where
you can enjoy them most. If motor-
ists are to strip Canada of her foliage
motoring will be stripped of one of its
fundamental assets.
Debris is clangeroue. The careless
smoker plus the littered picnic spot
result in the forest fires that wreak
the countryside, literally and figura-
tively. Bare hills encourage swollen
streams and flood. Floods ruin the
roads and lay waste the valleys.
Nine -tenths of wildflower picking
along the roadway is simply a bar-
baric desire to prove man's supremacy
of nature's handiwork. This is demon-
strated by the fact that few wildfiowe
ers ever live to grace vases in the
homes of those who pick them. Sbme-
where .along the road other tourists
will be annoyed by .the sight of with-
ered flowers strewn about where they
Natural Resources Bulletin.
The Natural Resources Intelligence
Service of the Department of the In-
terior at Ottawa says:
One of the most attractive exhibits
in the forest products display at the
British Empire _Exhibition to the
business man is a roll of newsprint
eighteen feet in length. This paper
was made at one of the Northern On-
tario mills' and is but a portion of the
product ofa machine which turns out
800 feet of paper of this width per
minute, or a daily output of 200,000
pounds.
.When consideration is given to the
fact that but one newsprint -making
machine is working at this capacity,
the output of the many mills with
many machines will be appreciated.
The woods to provide the raw ma-
terial for this industry is taken from
our forests. It is •therefore self-:
evident that they deserve all the care
we can give them, particularly from 1
fire.
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Slightly Inebriated.
Irish barrister (addressing the
Bench) --"Your honor, I shall first
prove to the jury that the prisoner
could not have committed the crime
with which he is charged. If that does
not convince the jury, I shall show
that he was insane when he committed
it. If that fails. I shall prove an
Have Lived on Water So Long.
"No, I can't see why prohibitionists
should make good sailors.”
"Because they've lived on water so
long."
Wistful Doubting.
Ah! to be as sure
Of sunshine again
As plump robins.
Singing through the rain.
.Alei to be as sure
That my way is right
As the small gray moles
Digging without sight.
—Marion M. Boyd.
alibi."Shallow Waters make most din.'
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One hates to think of H.R.H. the Duke of York as being an ordinary
"housebreaker," but what can one do in the faee of such evidence as this?
The fact is, the old Docklands Settlement building he is starting to demolish
is to be replakeil by a fine new one.
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