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About The North Platte semi-weekly tribune. (North Platte, Neb.) 1895-1922 | View Entire Issue (July 30, 1909)
Uncle m flOSTVONMLTEAR R mmm mum musm oaosiw if mb. mm WASHINGTON. If America Ih waiting for good crops this your to bring about the dawn of proBporlty greater tban bIio over hnB known beforo sho will linvo her fondest hopes realized. T,ho government's report of nereago and probable harvcslH shown beyond preadventuro that tho yields of grain and cotton will bo big somo of thein record crops. But bumper years In grain nud corn and cotton frequently hnvo brought low prices. It will not bo so this year. Outside of Amorlca tho harvests of the world -will bo smaller than usual. As a con soquenco tho ngrlculturlnta In this country will rccolvo a thousand mill ions of dollars more for tho products of their fields than they over realized In a slnglo year beforo. Tho total valuo of tho four groat staples alone "wheat, oats, corn and cotton will bo greater this year by nearly three quarters of a billion dollars than thoy linvo boon In any year of this coun try's history. Never beforo havo tho groat corn Holds of Amorlca. yielded such boun teous harvests ns thoy uro going to this year. Tho government's cstl- mu to is nearly three and a quarter billion bushels nnd ntno tlmos out of ten tho govorumont guesses con siderably under tho nctual flguroH when nil tho records are made vip. Tho biggest yield of corn thnt thin country has over known wns In 1905, less than three billion bushels. The avorugo prlco InBt year was n llttlo mora than CO cents a bushel, Corn for Decombor delivery is selling now at 05 coiita n bushel. Figuring tho valuo of tho present crop this prlco would mako Its valuo total the vast sum of moro than two billions of dol lsirs 2,000 millions of monoy. When the figures of tho govornmont's eat! mate of tho bumpor crop of corn came out the other nftornoon thoro was a hush in ouo of tho big Wall street grain brokerage ofllccs. Thou n man spoke up; "Great heavens I thero Isn't looso monoy enough in tho world to cornor that crop." Corn nlono will mnke tho American furmor not fur from $500,000,000 richer this year than ho wub last. BUMPER CROPS 8URE FOR BOTH COTTON ANDvWHEAT. Tnko cotton, too, Last year's crop was 11,581,829 . buleH. The avorugo AGs CROPS prlco was a llttlo under 10 cents a pound nnd Its total valuo a llttlo more than $579,000,000. Tho Indi cated crop this year, according to tho government's exports' reports, will bo at lonst 12,000,000 bales. It Is likely from tho present outlook that this crop will bo marketed at not less than 13 cents a pound, $65 a bale, $780,000, 000 over $200,000,000 moro than last year with but a small Incrcaso In tho yield. Tho wheat crop this year will bo at loast 063,000,000 bushels, and ox ports say that It is not likely to fall bolow $1.10 n bushel for a long time to eomo. That means $729,000,000 worth of wheat will soon be on tho way to tho elevators. Last year's harvest was 660,000,000 bushels, and It brought $620,000,000, so tho Ameri can wheat fnrmor will huvo $109,000, 000 mora to spend from that source than ho did tho year before. Tho reason wheat In worth moro than a dollar n bushel, which used to bo a prlco that tho farmors dreamed of, Is not because tho crop In this country is especially short. It is but a llttlo bolow tho record crop of 1906. But thoro has been a shortago In tho wheat crop all over tho world for tho last two years, and It IooIcb as If this year's yiold was going to he sennt also. Outside of Amerlcn, Europe do- ponds lnrgoly on tho vnst wheat Holds of tho Argentine for her bread. Thirty per cent. Iobs wheat was sown there this year than lnst, rind it Is estimated that tho yield will bo 50,' 000,000 bushels less. All this benefits tho Amorlcnn farmer. Tho American farmor will get ovor $60,000,000 more for his crop of oats thlB yonr than ho did last. In 1908 tho yield was 789.000.000 bushels, and It Bold for $321,000,000. This yenr'B estimate Is 963,000,000 bushels, which nt tho minimum prlco of 40 cents a bushel would bring In tho hugo sum of $385,000,000. Only about, n million and a half bushels of oats are ex ported. Notjall the rest gooB to feed horses and cattlo by any menns. Tho 200,000 nutomobllos In this country havo cut down tho number of horsos and the consumption of oats corre spondingly. This doorcase hnB beon moro than mado- up, however, by hu man botnga eating moro oats than thoy used to. Many of tho cereal brenkraBt roods are 'tnado from outs, and their consumption In that way cuts a big neurol"""" To recapitulate the way tho record runs In this year's Incrcaso In tho valuo of tho four great staples, so that tho eye can take It In nt'ti glnncr, hero are tho figures: Cotton $200,000,000 Cotton by-products 27,O00,0(io Corn ' 600,000.000 Ontu 6t.O00.000 Whcnt 109,000.000 Totnl 900,000,000 Bcsldo theeo the crops of hay, al falfa, potatoes, tobacco and tho other products of tho soil aro either no less or else for greater than usual. Ex ports estlmalo that tho added wealth that these will stow away in tho pockets of tho American farmer this year will bo not far from $100,000,000. Add this to tho total of tho three grcafcoreals and cotton, and tho totnl Is a thousand millions of dollars (he vnst sum by which tho national wealth will bo Increased this year. Tho farmer will not got it all. Ho will pay out vast sums for labor, for machinery with which to plant now crops, for now buildings In which to house them nnd his othor belongings, for luxuries nnd comforts which he has gono without when crops woro poor nnd prices low. Getting the crops to market will bring . tho railroad and steamship lines n tremendous flood of added rovonuo over tho leaner years. Tho farmor no longer stores his grain in tho fields ns ho used to years ago. Ho sends It first to tho clovators that rear their hugo bulk besido the rail road tracks. Thero ho holdH" It until ho gets tho price ho thlnk's It ought to bring. If ho wants to borrow monoy mcanwhllo tho slip of pnpor that tho grain warehouso gives him Is good collateral for all he wishes. Then when tho flood of wheat and cotton moves eastward nnd south ward to tho ocean gatownys, whore the great Bhlpa aro waiting to tako It across tho seas, moro money Is put Into circulation, millions of It, Against this tlmo when tho endless trains will begin to journey to tho grain ports on tho lakes or to tho cotton cities on tho gulf the money for tho moving of tho crops is being heaped up now In tho great financial centers of ths country. CONSUMPTION 18 KEEPING. UP WITH PRODUCTION. Amerlcn exports only nbout 2 per cent, of her corn. Sho sends sovon- twelfths of her raw cotton to foreign lands. Tho domestic consumption of corn Is moro than keeping pnee with tho huge Increases In production. Millions of bushels go to feed nud fat ton tho cattlo nnd hogs whoso beef and pork, grown on tho western prnlrlcR and slaughtered In Chicago, feed tho Inhabitants of every corner of tho globo. But ono of tho chlof uses of corn has sprung up during tho lnst decado nnd has grown Into an Immense industry, Milllona and mill-1 Ions of bushels nre mudo Into glucose, which Is tho basis of sugar. Most of tho candy that Amerlcn cats Is made from sugar that comes from corn, Tho pcoplo of thlB country aro con suming It In othor ways, " too ways that woro unthought of a fow years ngo, when com bread and mufllus woro nil that camo out of tho bakers' ovens. An enormous number of break fast foods aro mado out of corn to day. Almost ovory month boos nome now preparation of this sort. Instead of eating corn In samo form once n weok, as wo used to do, wo now con sumo hundreds of thousands of bushelB every morning nt breakfast, dlsgulscd by baking nud sugaring so that moBt of Us resemblanco to Us original form nnd taste haa beon loat. Tho railroads of Amorlca Bpond In prosperous times nearly a billion and a quarter dollars a year In now equip ment, in keeping tho old In repnlr and for tho vnst quantity of supplies that thoy need, When tho cnrB aro full and thoro aro nono Idlo thoy buy free ly. Factories of all sorts from ono end of the country to tho other work full tlmo nud overtlmo to supply their needs. New linos -aro built, opening up virgin territories and bringing them nearer to tho markets. Wages are good and thoro la work for nil. EVER-GROWING MARKET FOR AMERICAN COTTON. It Ib predicted that tho prlco of cot ton will not fall materially bolow 13 cents a pound for n long tlmo to come. Cotton consumption is Increasing fas tor than tho lint is being raised. The steady Incronso In population nil over tho world, of course, makoa an ovor growing market, Many of the millions of China clotho themselves -In cotton cloth whoso llbrcH .grow In the south cm United Stn(cB. Tho Hankow Szcchuen rallrond that Is now being financed by groat European and American Interests will open up ter ritory In China that Is larger In area than Germany and Switzerland com bined. It has a poulatlon greator than that of nil tho United States, 125,000,000. Western Asln Is being developed by n railroad extending from southeastern Europe to Bagdad nnd tho Persian gulf. Hitherto this great territory has received Its cot ton goods by caravan from Aden and tho lied sen. Tho opening up of theso two great territories Is nmoug tho things thnt aro likely to keep the price of cotton up, no matter how much la raised during tho next few yenrs. Five yearn ngo, when tho gov crntnent's cotton crop report cstlmat Ing 12,162,000 bales was published, tho prlco of cotton dropped to 6& cents n pound. This year this samo production is regarded as very mod erate. Thirteen million flvo hundred thousand bates is tho record crop, But tho cotton flbro alono is not nlL that cornea from tho plant. Twenty flvo yenrs ago tho farmers used to shovel the despised cotton seed into tho bayous, bury it in tho enrth, try to burn It anything to got rid of it. Now tho cotton seed oil industry of this country Is worth $100,000,000 an nually, to sny nothing of tho other by-products, enko meal nnd hulls. FAILURE OF OLIVE CROP GOOD THING FOR AMERICA. 1 Last year tho European ollvo crop failod. Tho devout Moslems of Tur key nnd Asia Minor would not cat buttor or lard. There was llttlo ollvo oil to bo had. They bought cotton seed oil by tho Bhlpload. Now thoy like It bettor than ollvo oil and thoy don't oaro whether that crop falls or not. Every lino of Industry throughout tho country feels tho quickening im pulso of good crops and good prices. It touches impartially tho llttlo sod house for out on tho Dakota prairto and tho pnlaco of tho millionaire on upper Fifth nveuuo. Tho section hand putting in new tics on tho railroad feels It, tho tollers in factories, tho clerks In cities thoro is no lifo so re mote that It Is not affected when tho crops aro abundant. With this tremendous incrcaso of u thousand million 'dollars in tho valuo of tho products of tho earth In tho United States this year thero should begin an era of prosperity such as this country has never known beforo a period of plenty greator than any other country on earth has ovor en Joyed. Quaint Injunction In Will. Tho quaint testamentary Injunction of an 18th century gardener nnd bot anist wns last ovenlng obsorved for tho ono hundred nnd eightieth sue ccsslyo year nt Shorodltch parish church, when what Ib known as tho "vogotablo locturo" wob preached by tho vicar, tho Rev. E. It. Ford. In 1729 Thomas Falrchlld died at tho ago of 63 yo'ars, and bequeathed 25 to tho church wardons of Shorodltch, stipulating that the Interest should bo paid each Whit Tuesday for tho dolivory by a selected preacher of an address on "Tho wonderful works of God in creation, or tho certainty of tho resurroction of tho dead tiy cer tain changes of tho animal and vege table fonris of creation," Falrchlld had oxtenslvo gardens In tho days when "tho Iloxton hamlet" was noted for Its productions, nnd ho Introduced many varlctlos of foreign fruits nnd flowers. In tho borough council's small public garden in Hackney road, close to tho church, Is a tombstone recording the Injunctions nB to the lecture. London Evonlng Standard. French Conservatism. Conservatism Ib not the most bril liant of tho attributes of tho French, nor Is Its most charming; but it Is tho most reassuring. So long ns It continues to bo what It has beon in tho past, the strongest contlnuouu forco in Fronch public lifo, tho ques tion of tho durability of tho present Republican regime sinks Into inslgnl flennco, Blnco It guarantees the dur ability of tho traditional Franco a consideration of vastly greator Impor tance. In tho domain of private life, also, Fronoh conservatism, whllo It approaches at certain points danger ously closo to what wo call old-fogy-Ism, Ih not without redoomlng fea tures. Nowhere Is homo lifo richer, fuller, moro wholesomo, moro ronloto with beautiful, unabashed expressions' of mutual support and affection; no where does tho Individual enjoy n moro gonutno material woll-bolng nnd nowhoro is ho guided by a saner and sunnier philosophy. J. F. Snnborn III Atlantic. Angel Paradise By George Edwin Hunt (Copyright, by J. B. t.1pplncott Co.) Lonesome Llnthlcum nnu I nnt in comfortoblo leather chairs beforo tho open flroplace In tho club rotunda. The talk had been of Paradise Paradise, Arizona, where Lonesome had spent some years ub cow-puncher nnd miner before he mado his stake. In his hand was a lotter from Big Bill Jernlgan, an old comrade of those days, now known as tho Hon. William Jernlgan, mombcr of con gress from tho sovereign state of Montana, Lonesome wob reminiscent, and when oLncsomo Is reminiscent It bohooved his friends to keep silenco and glvo heed. I know my cue, and this story was my rownrd: The Hon. William Jernlgan! Think of it! Old long-legged Big Bill Jernl gan l Well, there's heaps worse nt Washington. Did I ever tell you about the tlmo BUI nnd I mado faces at each other? No? It happened nt Paradlso. You remember what Saturday waa at Paradise. Town full of punchers and miners, the punchers and miners full of liquor nnd devilment, and tho bar tenders full of business. Bill nnd I had been up nil night, bucking Threo Fingored Peto's faro game, and woro far from well. Bill mado tho bets and I played look-out for us. Things broke bad, nnd along nbout ton o'clock In tho morning wo quit and wero stand ing at the bar. Bill had a grouch on inoro than n foot thick, and nt that I think mine had his beat n block. So It waB Just perfectly natural that noth ing cither of us said would suit the othor. I oxpressed n deslro for corned boef hash nnd red pepper for break fast, and what BUI said about my gastronomic ideas was scandalous. Then BUI said ho saw a fellow In a stock company In Denver tho winter beforo that was a bettor actor than Edwin Booth, I neyer know Edwin Booth, but I resented Bill's slur on his memory most deeply. Finally BUI said ho could rope, throw and tie moro steers in ten minutes than nny man in Arizona, and that settled It. Stood There a Moment, Calmly Sur veying Things. I retorted some acrimonious. BUI wns not pollto. Diplomatic relations wero busted, and ono of us called tho other a liar. I don't remember which ono It waB, but that makes no difference now. , rIho room wns full of tho boys, somo playing cards and somo nt tho bar, whero Threo Fingered Peto and Dutch Henry wero Borving drinks. When BUI nnd I stopped back and dropped our hands to our guns, thoy all respected our feelings and acted according. Dutch and Peto flopped to tho floor behind the bar, Sovon or eight of tho boys broko for tho Bafo Now, mako no mistake but you won't, bocauso you know those boys. They wasn't afraid; you couldn't scaro thoso fellows. But thoy had nenso. If Bill and I had a difference of opinion, that was our buslnoss, not theirs. And If wo wanted to settle it by shooting holes in each othor, that also was our business.. So thoy ducked. I kjiow there wasn't nny uso trying to fool around and shoot BUI in tho leg or nrm, I'd seen BUI Bhoot when ho thought ho had to shoot, and under thoso circumstances BUI shot straight and quick, mind you, mighty quick. So I decided tho only thing that would loavo mo behind to herd tho oluslvo maverick and ent tho baso- born hominy nnd hog was to boat him to It, and I had a sneaking notion that I waa just n llttlo bit quicker on tho draw and pull than ho was. Wo stood thoro maybo ten seconds It seemed to mo llko an hour look ing oach othor In tho oyo, both crazy mad. Well, my nervoa would havo twUted up In llttlo knotn In about flvo secondB moro, and I would havo prob ably done something foolish and BUI would have potted mo, but Just beforo I blow up a volco at the saloon door said; "Hello!" eoft and sweet, and "rotardo" on the "lo." Now, If that had- b.oen a man's voice neither of us would havo paid any attention to-it. or olso wo would have both turned fn nnd licked the ovorlasting daylights out of him for Interfering with two gcntlomen whri woro trying to settle a scientific differ once according to how mad wo wero But It wasn't. On tho contrary, quite tho rovorso. I saw Bill s glanco wnvor, and I know Bill couldn't shoot a mnn that wasn't looking, nny moro than ho could wear a stiff collar; bo, my curl oslty being some aroused, 1 turned toward tho door. I almost huto to tell you, it was so lovely. Thoro on the top step, just Inside tho screen door, -was tho sweet est, cloonost, prettiest girl bob you ever saw. All dressed up in a whlto town suit, with a bluo sash, whlto half-hoso that showed her dimpled knees nnd fat llttlo legs, whlto shoes, and a whlto bonnet with a loco frill around tho front, tied under her dim pled chin with n big whlto ribbon. Geo! but sho was the prettiest llttlo thing that ever struck Arizona, bar none. I took ono look nnd said: 'Ang6l, angel!" You seo, I went daffy nt onco. "Hollo!" sho repeated as she looked round tho room. "It is n game? Oh bco. I spy!" Then sho paddled ovor to tho end of tho bar, pointed ono fat llttlo linger nt Pap Johnson behind tho ice-box, ahoutcd gleefully: "I Bpy!" and ran to Bill Jernlgan. Sho slapped old BUI on his chap-covered legs and sold: "One, two, frco for you! Now you aro it! All tho res' Is homo frco." Then sho threw both arms around Bill's left leg and waited for tho boys to como "homo." You ought to havo seen BUI, Ho looked at mo sort of dazed like, then looked down at tho baby, then looked away far off some where, and sold In a faint whisper: 'Well. I'm darned I" And if ho said It onco ho said it 20 times. Just stood thero llko a human hltchlng-post and phonograph combined nnd Bald: Well. I'm darned I" Tho boys all gathered round from their safety corners, looking as sheep ish ns If tho tenchor had caught them chewing gum, but I waB too much In terested in Angel to pay any atten tion to them then, I always was fond of dogs and children and things llko that. I knelt down, bo as to get some where near on n level with that llttlo whlto bonnet, and asked: "Whoso llttlo girl aro you, honey?" "Mamma's," was the prompt reply. "I'd hot a stack of bluo on that," said I. "But what's your namo?" "Anna Louise, thank you." "You'ro welcome. All right. I'll believe that, oven. Anna Louise goes with mo, but Anna Louise what?" "Nuflln. Jea' Anna Louise." "And whero Is mamma?" "Oh, she's right over there;" and sho waved her hand vaguely around to embrace 'most three-quarters of tho compass. Then sho proposed breath lessly: "Lo's play 'Lunnon Bridge.' It's tho mos'est fun!" Wo told her wo would like to but that wo had forgotten how. BUI then swung her up on the bar and gravely asked her what she would have to drink. Sho wanted Boda-wn- ter and we. all took the same, although somo of tho boys objected. When tho drinks wero all In hand I" got on a chair and made an eloquent, ornate and highly popular speech, in which I said that never beforo had I seen tho wisdom of naming our thriving municipality "Paradise," and that at times it had seemed to me tho party or parties naming it miiBt havo gotten mixed on their Scripture or elso have waxed sarcastic; but that now a great light, tho bright white light of truth, had busted In on my alleged Intellect, and illuminated tho inmost recesses of an. ever Blugglsh mind ("Hear, hear!" from tho boys). An Angel hnd como to Paradise, I said, heaven, or St. Louis, or somewhere. Her glvpn name might bo Anna Louise, as she told ub, but If so It was n mis take." Angel sho was, and Angel sho must be. And Inasmuch as sho had no other name, according to her own statement, a statement I presumed no gentleman present would doubt (loud cries of "No, no!" from tho boys), I took tho llborty of giving her tho namo of the fair city sho had honored with her presence, nnd proposed n toast to "Angel Paradise." Well, you never saw a toast exctto such enthusiasm cortalnly not ono drunk In soda-wntor. Ab wo finished the drink, tho door opened with Bomo violence, and a chap rushed in, clad In spats, a whlto waist coat, a Btlft collar, a derby hat, and some othor useless outer habiliments. His glanco fell on Angel, and ho yelped: "Me child, mo child!" Angel stood thero on tho bar, wav ing a chubby Jsand, and said: "Hollo, pop!" After ho had calmed "down, ho In troduced himself as Mr. Hawthorne of" Boston, who was touring Arizona for his wife's health. Ho explained thoy had stopped at tho Cowboy's Retreat for a fow hours' rest, and Angel had wandered away. So BUI turned to Angel and sold: "Como, sister, got on my shoulder, and It's us for mamma." Then ho swung Angel up and strodo out of tho saloorr. Pnpa Introduced us to mamma and explained wo wore friends of his that had found Angel nnd looked after her. Thoy wero Just starting for Tucson In tho hotol surry, and wo wero Boon forced to Bay good-by to our llttlo Angel Paradise. Tho blessed llttlo baby patted old Bill on tho chook and said: "I lovo 'oo," and thon, soelng I looked disappointed, which I was, sho graciously said: "An" 'oo, too. An' all of 'oo," au sho took us all In. with a wavo of tho hand. And tho last wo saw of her sho was flirting mamma's handkerchief from tho back of tho surrey as It disappeared In tho dust around the bend. On our way back to Pete's, BUI put his arm around my shoulders and Bald: "LonoBomo, I'm some fond of red popper on hash myself." I grinned a llttlo and ho went on; "And Lonesome, como to think It ovor, that follow was a rotten bad actor, anyhow," Wo had reached Pete's and woro Junt going In whon ho squeezed me o little: "Furthermore, Lonesome, when I wus talkln' about ropin' steors t;o ceptcd you In my mind nil the time." x And we nover did finish that light