ED CLOUD, NXftRASKA, Omit
OLDYEARANDNEW
Forgol Past, Start Aicw With
No Apolcgy for Yesterday.
Dox Up All Mr.takes and Troubles
That Never Happened and
Dury Them Deep
Vlxiii.l) a penitentiary
wl B iuwt lik WIia ttti1stt witnb
before, unlocked all tlio
doors und c n r o f n 1 1 y
locked them after wo Imd
gone through, wo went
from cciMiouso to collhousc, and from
corridor to corridor. We could not go
back, hut wo could go forward. For
get about last year. December HI
locks Its doors securely forever. You
can't unlock those door.?. What has
been done cannot be undone. Perhaps
'you begun your life's Journey quite
awhile no, 1000 Is gone I 1010 Is
gone I ?01!0 la gone I Those years nil
sped by, and they are locked forever.
,Thcy nre gone with lost opportunities,
wasted privileges, broken pledges. Von
icannot call them back.
Regrettable It Is we cannot go back,
and, with the added experience of
years live a portion of our lives again.
Every high-minded person would do
differently If he was Riven the lust
ten or twenty years to live over. lint
,why think over the pant? Why nurso
tho unfortunnte In your bosom?
You cannot ro back If you would;
If you are sensible you would not If
you could. To brood over life's un
forgotten past only doubles the pres
ent load, makes one more morose und
crabbed, and deepens the furrows In
;ne's brow. Wipe off the slate. Box
up all omissions, all "shallow nils
(erles." all mistakes, all thu troubles
that nper happened and bury them,
i Then about face I riead erect, chest
out, shoulders back, und forward
murrh I hook every person squarely
In the eye, make no apology for yestoi'j
jflay, for tomorrow Is before you. Tho
new year Is yours. The world lies at
your very feet.
This Is not ti message simply for
youth, because no person Is exempt
from moral obligations. There l no
age limit In life's battle. When we
are lurottgh wlh the world the world
Is through with us. Too many per
sons n u rider It fashionable to "re
tire" ut a certain age, and thai age
is guttliiK constantly lower.
If one has not found life's place be
fore forty, Uu more the reason 'for
bis doubling bin efforts ufler forty.
A. mini 1,1'oiild not coii'ililer withdraw
tog from- llfh's toll at fifty, and one
should nut think himself old. at .sixty.
Cladstcnc wn doing the best work
of his lire at eighty-five, and at eighty
seven toured Hughiud on a speech
making trip In behalf of Armenia.
Little streams often dry up In tho
desert, but great rivers run full
strength to tho sea, and turn tho
.wheels of commerce before they Unally
.plungo Into the ocean. Small lives are
easily discouraged, but every great
llfQ,Is,rootcd In the past, blossoms to
day and bears fruit tomorrow.
The great life Is ahead, been use we
have the blessed results of yester
day's operlewe. The future Is full
of promise , America's gre itesi his
tory Is ,t!t to be written. The best
days are yet to eome. MCI was fur
bett-r tl!;i. V.KQ; lfr."j w!i be belter
than 11CI, If we, will iinl.c If s.i. We
tilutll flii.l this ii very good !(, , Ilt.,t
If we ar
willing to do our part.
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Nebraska maintained u conserva
tive advance in the work of tho U. is.
'Jrain Growers, Inc., during the past
week when the total membcrsip was
increased to (5,785 cr an addition of
4G5 for the six-day period, according
to an announcement from the office
of the state organiser. One clcvalor
and one grain growers association
wore added to the list for tho week,
bringing the total of elevator con
tracts to 211, with exactly 207 of
tiieso 'hold by strictly cooperative
houses.
Tho 177 members of the U. S. Grain
Growers ut Allen, Dixon county,
celebrated the fact that they hhve the
largest membership Ht any shipping
point in the J.ilo by holding n big
mass mooting last week. J. A: Craw
ford gtate organizer, and Gone Sulli
'van, solicitor credited with the record
membership, spoke. Immediately
after tho meeting local enthusiasts
wont into tho field to bring the total
to 200 and cinch first place for some
time by come. Tho membership at
Allen is in excess of the number of
stockholders in the cooperatives ele
vator and reports received at Lincoln
indicate that tho record membership
is already being reflected in increased
business for the elovator.
Figures compiled nt the end of 1921
by national headquarters of tho U. S.
Grain Growers will show totals of
approximately 26,000 members end
about 000 elevator affiliations, with
tho aggrcgato membership controll
ing nearly 100,000,000 bushels of
grain.
Eskimo Babies.
The JWiJmo babies tiro seldom
fcc.aned tilt, they" uro four 'or Ave years
old; but .uro. taught lochew tobacco
und to "swallow thc.Julcohetwecntba
ages' or.nlnoi:auu" twulve mouth
Brooklyn Eagle.
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By CALVIN HENDRICKS
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Copyright, 19. J, WciItu Nowxiiapcr Union.
"The ' Alpaca Oil company, sir, Is
the biggest thing In Texas today," said
"Colonel" Ware, looking up at Ormsby I
from his plate of asparagus. "And
what Is more, our friends believe In
us and nre doing all they ran to help
us most of them."
There was no mistaking thu chal
lenge In the colonel's words. Ormsby
looked across the table at Mildred,
lie was conscious that tho colonel was
covertly watching hi in nil through the
remainder of tho meal.
Ormsby was assistant editor of Thu
li'lnuncinl Observer, a staid, accurate,
olil-fashtoncd tlnauclal paper, with
fifty years of undiminished reputation
behind It.
Hut other Influences than money
may be at work In a man's mind.
Mildred Ware and Ormsby were
acknowledged lovers. And "Colonel"
Waro was a speculator a spectacular
one. lie had won and lost half a
doen fortunes. Just now his whole
fortune was placed in Alpaca oil.
Tho "Observer" had delayed offer
ing Its opinion upon this stock,
Orrn&by knew that Mildred under
stood the situation. They hud loved
each other for two whole years.
Ormsby kissed her good-by and
went down to his olllce with a heavy
heart. That editorial must be written
Boon.
"There's a man waiting to see you,
sir," said the ofllco floy us he entered.
".Show him In," snld Ormsby, und a
tnoiiunt later he was looking Into tho
face of his visitor. The man was of
A typo thut Ormsby knew well and
Instinctively distrusted.
"The 'Observer' hasn't touched on
Alpaca oil yet, I notice," he said.
"Will, sir?"
"It's u swindle, Isn't it?"
"If It were a swindle the 'Observer'
would say so."
"What would you say, young man, If
I was to prove that for nothing?" he
nuked. "Old Ware did mo. a bad turn
once and I'd be glad enough to get
even with him."
"I tdiould say that your facts were
probably malicious and Inaccurate,"
said Ormsby.
"Then look ut that," said the man,
handing Ormsby a photograph.
"Taken three days ago by me, ut the
risk of my lire. They've put armed
guards round the oil hole since the
ilow dwindled down."
Tho most cursory survey of the
papers mid letters Hung down on the
table showed Ormsby that his suspi
cions weiu more than Justified.
Ten minutes later he had begun the
most Impassioned article that he had
ever written, lie denounced Alpaca
oil as a fraud, he showed up Colonel
Ware as an unmltlgaled scoumlnl
He finished the editorial, sent a
pipof by the boy to .Muntoii, Instruct
ing his subordinate to have the article
set as soon us Manton's formal ac
knowledgment emtio over the wire,
and hastened home. He full asleep
after hours of agonized wakefulness.
When he awoke he sat up In bed,
wondering why his head ached and all
his life seemed hopeless. Then he be
gan to r'lnenibur. The news must
hnve beciine general property long
ago. Then, pulling on his dressing
gown, be telephoned his olllce.
Mil'! a minute, please." said the
mini at the other end. "Here's Mr.
Mnnton. He wants to talk to you."
A moment later the owner's voice
came ovei; the wires.
"Hello, Ormsby," he said. ".Say,
what In thunder did you mean by that
piece about Alpaca oil? 1 caught It
Just as 1 was going to bed and stopped
It Just In time. Why, that's the big
gest proposition that's listed today.
It'll touch 100 before the week Is out!"
" "You must be mistaken," snld Ormsby.
"Come to my house," said Manton
curtly, and hung up the receiver.
Oims.by arrived fuming with indignation.-
He was shown Into Manton's
studj to llud not only Manton but
Colonel Waru and .Mildred. The col
ouel was look'lng hour und Mildred de
spondent. Colonel Ware took two or three
strides up and down the room.
"Manton," he said, I'm pretty tough,
but I can't stand for this. I'm the
culprit."
"What do you mean, Colonel?" In
quired Munton stlllly.
"You remember George shabby
little follow with a lisp who used to
spy on the Knack properties? Well,
Mnnton, It may uot have been quite
straight, but I meant to let you fel
lows In on It. I tiled to work Mr.
Ormbby to give us a fair write-up.
When he wouldn't I sent Georgo to
him with some fake papers and pho
tographs In hopes he'd write Just such
an article as be did. If that had got
Into the paper our stock would have
been down to -10 and I'd sold half my
holdings to buy It In then. Next week,
when It was found that Alpaca oil was
absolutely sound, It would havo
Jumped to 100 again and I'd have
cleared $75,000. And as it Is I've
skinned out ubout .It'iO.OOO to the bad.
And you can thniik your stars, Man
ton, that Alpaca oil Is sound, or that
nrllclo would have blown us all sky
high." "Then the well Is good?" gasped
Ormsby.
"Nono hotter In Texas, sir," said
tho colonel shortly. "And since you'vo
skinned mo out of $20,000 .with your
confounded honesty I guess you'd hot
ter take care of Mildred for me.- I
don't; think I'm a Ut father for her,
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John Gets His
Last Chance fj
By WINIFRED DUNBA.l I
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Copyright, 1H21, Wculcru Newnpaper Union,
The telephone was Jingling discord
nntly and Clenve was conscious of an
acute presentiment of disaster as he
took down the receiver.
"You wife . . . accident . . ." he
heard n voice saying. "Thrown from
the buggy . . . bend In the roud . . .
unconscious and grave fenrs . . .
'come home nt once."
Clenvo hung the receiver up mid sat
staring moodily nt the pnpers upon
his desk. It seemed like fate, this ac
cident, for he had not expected to see
Mary again for months, If ever.
They had been married two yenrs,
and had no. child. If one had come
things might have been different -they
might not hnve quarreled so perpetu
ally. How she hud loved him before their
marriage, thought Cleave, as he sat nt
ills desk. Then sho had striven nt
first to make him happy I And he, too,
had tried hnrd to be good to her, for
Mury was very lovable and sweet. But
ut lust they had both given up In de
spair. Cleave would always remem
ber the words she had said to him that
night, three months before:
"I can forgive you, John, und love
you, but the memory of these two un
happy years must always be with me.
It can never bo quite thu same again."
And uftcr that everything had
seemed hopeless. Things had gone
from bnd to worse. And finally they
had decided that Mary should go back
to her mother, to spend the summer
with her. There was to be no scandal.
Mary had been on her way to the sta
tion when the accident happened.
Suddenly there swept over him a
fuller realization than had ever be
fore come to him of his selfishness.
If he could only have one chance
more 1
An hour's run and he was treading
the streets of the country village In
which ho lived. He saw his home; an
automobile was standing before the
door. He rushed In. The doctor and
a nurse, hastily summoned, were In
the hull. When the doctor hud finished
speaking, and the nurse hud sped up
the stairs, he turned to him.
"Your wife has had a very serious
accident, Mr. Cleave," ho said. "She
was thrown out of the buggy when thu
horse swerved, mid sustained a frac
ture of the skull. There is no Immedi
ate danger, I am happy to say. She
may recover consciousness at any
time. Hut we fear some brain In
Jury." Alt through Unit afternoon John
Cleave sat at his wife's bedside, star
lug Into the wide-open eyes that saw
nothing. She lay In a stupor.
It was uot until the third afternoon
that consciousness returned.
It was about three o'clock In the aft
ernoon when she stirred und spoke.
She smiled ut him, and the smile was
like that which she had worn upon
their wedding morning.
"Dm rest where am I?" she asked.
"At 1 nine," .said John, thrilling ut
the fi.lnl clasp of her lingers. "At
home. iii'.r to ro away again."
".She .poljo to you, you say?" in
quired the doctor of John that eve
ning. "She l.i.ew you and spoke and
seemed railni.al?"
"Absolute). .ailonul," answered John
Cleave, and Mined away. Ho went
Into his room i.ivl mi his knees thanked
God for the d .nee that was to be
his. Ills pra.Mir was answered.
"How long haw wo been married,
John':" Mary as!; d next day. "It
seems such a long time, somehow, and
yet 1 know that It an't really be an
entire car as that nilendar on the
wall seem.) to show."
John looked ut the calendar. It was
an old one of the preceding year.
"It Is June," snld Mary, "nud we
were uicnied In June, is It a whole
year, deatv.ri ?"
John dared not tell her that it was
two years.
"Dearest," 'she whispered, pre.-ently.
'Tut- your arms round-me und let me
tell you something. 'Do you know, all
tlyj time I us lying here this morn
ing, I lmu been thinking how unkind
I have been to you, and how unhappy
I have made you. I want you to for
give me, John. And I believe you can
forgive me, because the memories of
this yenr of our marriage have been
so dear."
"It Is you- who must forgive me,
dearest," said John,' humbly.
That night the doctor explained the
situation to him.
"Your wife," he said, "Is on tho high
load to recovery. Iler mind Is ns
sound as It has ever been. The brain
trouble which I anticipated amounts
simply to this: The whole of the past
year has slipped out of her memory.
Has Miu had any great trouble that
could account for this?"
"Yes," answered John, humbly, and
the doctor shot a keen glance at him.
"Then that Is the explanation," he
said. "Her ml ml was troubled; she
wishes to forget the episode; whatever
It was. It Is necessary for her to for
get It lu order that she ma. get well.
Are you prepared to let her go
through life with r.o memory of that
one j ear?"
"Indeed, 1 am," said Clenvo, "espe
cially since you think It Is for tho
best."
"You hnve a very charming wife,
Mr. Clenve," ho milled. "Guard her
aud care for her and let tho pnst
bury lt: dead."
And John,' kneeling at Mary's .bed.
Bide,-thanked God that his chance had
I come,' und renewed his vows, novcr
more to he liro'ien. . '
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'' flow- Roy Made
a a Fortune
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g By MALCOLM BROWN
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C'opyriulit, 1921, Wcntorn Newspaper Unln
"Just a hoy a pig, blundering, great
hearted hoy I" was the way Cccilo Mr
rltt put It In n oisuul discussion of
their friends with n confidential girl
acquaintance.
It was Roy llacon whom Cccile re
ferred to, and her words were repeated
In time to Roy himself, who Hushed
like a bashful school girl ami t he
looked proud and pleased.
The sensible, sympathetic little Judy
had estimated Roy Just right. An
indulgent uncle had nearly spoiled
him. He bud recently, however, tried
to redeem the error by getting Roy
u position with a local brokerage
house. ,
Roy was set at learning the routine
of the olllce. The rapid Jargon of the
stock exchange nearly drove him out
of his mind. i
"I shall Inform Uncle Gib that he
may put me ut work with a shovel or
running a street car, but I eun't stund
the wear and tear of this wild Invest
ment business I" Roy told himself.
About one o'clock the next afternoon,
the rush hour of the olllce, Roy made
the ghastly mistake of his life.
He caught up the receiver of the
phone at it call.
"Burton Black & Co. take order.
Buy for us 2,000"
Bu7.z-7.z--. I came nn Interruption.
Then a hiss. Then u snap, nnd then
the words:
"United Utilities nt 1.05."
Roy handed the order to one of the
olllce brokers and forgot nil ubout it.
"Manager wants you," came the
sharp order from his assistant the
moment Roy renched his desk In the
morning.
"You took un order from Burton
Black yesterday afternoon?" he de
manded. "I did, sir," acquiesced Roy. "It was
a big one, too 2,000 United Utilities
ut l.Oo."
"Nothing of the sort," shouted the
mannger. "They ordered ten gold 5's,
Commonwealth Central."
"Look here! thundered the mnn
agur, holding Up a printed sheet
'United Utilities, Ci!.' Raided Jate yes
terday, a drop of -10 points In nn hour,
and we are loaded down with .?200,000
worth 1"
"Then then," stammered Roy, fair
ly nppalled, "the message got mixed
crossed wires!"
The linn sent ut once for Mr. Bacon.
Proud und Just, without u word Uncle
Gib drew out a check, pocketed the
unlucky bonds, and bald sourly to his
nephew :
"Now then, you come home with
mo!"
Roy felt dreadfully distressed. Ills
first' business experience had been a
costly one. Roy packed his satchel
and wrote n note to his uncle. Inti
mating that he had better visit si cou
sin at Brandon for n week or two.
Then with a very sad and solemn
face Roy went to the telephone and
called up the Meriitt residence.
"Yes?" Imit'uutod u girlish olce.
"This Is Mr. Bacon, Coelle tint Is,'
Miss Mnriitt. I'm sorry, but I have
made a complete failure of everything.
Before I go away I wanted to say to
you' thai I thnnk you for being the
kindest, best friend I ever had, and I
love you and nlwas shall. Good-by,"
and then (hopping the receiver, he
seized his satchel and rushed from the
house as If he expected It to fall upon
blm for his i ash declaration.
It was a pretty miserable Journey to
Brandon. It was a long, wearisome
day that next one, worse the second,
unbearable the third.
"Oh, bay, Roy," hailed bis cousin, as
he returned tired and glum from n
solitary tramp one evening, "here's a
rush telegram from the city.
Roy tore open the envelope. He
read: "Return on first train Uncle
Gib."
If the signature had been "Glheon
Bacon or "G. B" Roy would huvc
been chilled. Tho fainllliir old "Uncle
Gib" gave him some heart of hope.
He ran up the steps of the old homo
when ho reached It, to bo greeted by
Uncle Gib with u hearty handshake.
"Hn! liii! Ila! Ho!" rollicked the
old man. "Roy, boy, you did It! Yes
terdny United Utilities went up to 130,
and you've made u small fortune I"
Whenever he thought of his Impul
sive message to Ceeile, however, ho
got almost scared. lie kept pretty
close around home, but as he ventured
forth at dusl; came face to face' with
the Wry subject of his thoughts.
Shu blushed and ho was dreadfully
embarrassed. Wise little womnn that
6ho was, sweetly and naturally she
brought the conversation back to n
message that Roy had sent to her sis
tor Nella over the telephone.
"Your sister?" gasped Roy. "Oh,
myl"
"Do not feel distressed, Mr. Bacon,"
said' Coelle, J'for Nella ran to father,
the elfish little spirit that she Is, and
father spoke to me, and" and here
Ceello grew ronfused and dropped her
eyes.
"What did father oh, myl What
urn I saying? What did Mr. Merrltt
Bay?" Inquired Roy hopelessly. In a
lost voice.
"Ho only smiled," reported Cccile
In a low tone.
"And and what did you do, Miss
Merrltt ?' pursued Roy.
"I vhy, I kissed tl . 0 ur old treas
ure, and told him he wn- the best fa
ther lu . tho world!" replied Cccile
bliishlngly. nnd Roy knew Mwt'he'wnaj
tlii'fliappli'M mnn lu the world. "i
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THE STORY
Q3 By JACK LAWTON.
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Copyright. 1021, Western Newiiir Union.
Hope heard of Charles Thorpe tho
rcry day of her arrival at Kane Mills.
The leading mtin of tho manufacturing
settlement hustened to complain to
her father concerning this employee.
"Thorpe is u dnngerous fellow,"
Fielding said. "We ought to get rid
of hun. Thut temper of his Is bound
to get himself and others Into trouble,
while his recklessness Is beyond rea
son. '"Boughneck Is what the men call
him, and he appears to enjoy the
name."
Hope's father was the founder of
Kune Mills und upon this trip of In
vestigation, sho hud begged to nccom
pany him.
Lester Kane, while a man of many
business Interests, bad little home af
fection, but Hope went with blm to
the unaccustomed world of labor and
hardness. Kor these strong men, of
whom Kune .Mills community was
chiefly composed, were rough citizens,
aggressive lu their contempt of the
fineness that accompanies success.
It wus a foreign atmosphere to Hope,
but an Interesting one. The contempt
sho Ingorcd, und the achievement ad
mired. Kidding, the smoothly super
ior, was her one aversion.
"Fielding will drive you ubout and
look nfter you," her father ordered, j
"while I inn occupied. Ah your worn- '
nn's curiosity had to be satisfied by
this trip, you must now make the
best of It."
It was Thorpe, the "Roughneck,"
who attracted her most.
When he looked up at Hope unex
pectedly one day and Hashed her a
smile of warm friendliness, the girl
stared her astonishment.
When Fielding's cur refused to be
moved from Its stand In the roadway
It was Thorpe who respectfully and
obligingly came to the rescue.
"What," she asked her father later,
"do you know about Charles Thorpe?"
Her father regarded her keenly.
"Nothing," he replied, "to his nd
vnntuge. The les you know of him
the better."
The day after that Hope found n !
letter. It was lying on the ground In
thu favorite woodsy nook that she fro-
quented. And " thinking It to be one ,
she had dropped the preceding day.
Hope road its opening sentence.
"Dear Budsy," began the note in
tremulous lettering, "I miss you, son.
And every night I light the lamp and
sing the sung we used to sing togeth
er. Do you remember dearie? before
sin carried you out of my care.
"'You'll be coming back again to me,
As brave and as true as vou used to
be' "
"Sometimes I think If the heart of
my song could reach you, son, you
would gain courage to co.me buck to
mother."
Sudden tears' filled Hope's soft eyes.
"Budsy!" she whimpered, "Budsy!"
She was thinking of that other name
the man gave him, the name be nc
ceptcd In laughing bravado.
Hearing a violin one evening send
ing its melody out on the nir, Hope
learned I bat Charles Thorpe was the
musician and searched blm out the
following morning In bis factory, beg
ging tho loan of some music.
"It Is lonely here," sho told him,
"and I thought that If you had any
music I'd like to try It on the piano."
So Hope came upon his mother's song.
It was very sweet "The heart of my
song," the desolated mother bnd writ
ten, so Hope, in lier sympathetic rend
ing, found that tender chord. In her
little room of the crude hotel she
heard that night sounds of disturbance
In the long room below. Tables were
pushed back roughly, once a woman
screamed. Hope's father bad not yet
come to his adjoining room, so tho
girl crept fearfully down the stairs.
"Keep back," the hotelkeeper's wife
warned her.
"You'll not want to see. It's the
Roughneck In a rage. Fielding tonight
Is going to got his. No on" can Inter
fere. When Thorpe Is like that he
goes wihj. Fielding deserves It. He
hasn't been honest with the men. So
Roughneck l out for them. But
oh" finished the woman, and rushed
from tho room.
Hope snw two men facing each
other, white and desperate. Then
Fielding cowered suddenly, slunk
buck. Thorpe following him mercilessly.
Sharply the girl called out. He did
not hear. Then. "Budsy," she cried,
"oh, Budsy 1"
Fiercely, angrily he whirled around,
but Hope was now In the next room
at tho piano. The song en mo softly,
vibrantly, seeming strangely out of
place. Charles Thorpe faltered, lis
tened, turned quietly and made his
way past the Ioiifo excited faces. Be
fore the piano he stood trembling;,
questioning dark eyes looking down
upon the girl. When her .song was
done Hope met his py.es.
"Budsy," she said gently, decisively,
"you nre going home."
"Yes," he answered, "ye--"
Tentatively his big hand went out
to her.v
"If you will pioialse that I may see
you again when- "
"When" Hone graoly 'tueted
"you are as brave and as true as you
used to be."
From the room beyond came sounds
nl merriment, the averted tragedy, nn
Incident already forgotten. Serious,
purposeful, Charles Thorpe stood In
tho doorway,
i "Untllt then," he said, "good-nlght."
State Farm Bureau Notes
At a meeting held in Chicago a
week ago, attended by representatives
of the mid-west group of State Farm
Bureau Federations it was derided to
launch n campaign for tho planting
of more clover and less corn, at least
tho replacing of corn acreage with
it-'untc's sucn as ciover, niiuini, so .
beans, etc. in the interests of good
farm management and a reduced o-a-n
surplus in 1922. In a statement is
sued after the meeting it waa point
ed out that on November 1, 1921 there
waa approximately 600,000,000 bush
els .! corn on hand in this country
in excess of tho average disappear
ance of corn covering a period of
thirteen years, and that there was an
excess of 370,000,000 based en tho
disappearance of the previous twelve
months. Considering that excess corn
production has caused the price to
sink to a level below cost of produc
tion, and at the same time is exacting
an unnecessary drain upon tho fertil
ity of the soil the mid-west Farm
Bureau Federation officials went on
record as favoring a reduced acreage
of corn and the planting of crops th&t
will rebuild the soil. The idea will
also be pushed by the several earn
producing states.
In approximately every county
whore Farm Bureau annual county
conventions have - been held large
crowds havo been on hand to take
part in tho proceedings, according to ,
the state office of the Nebrnska
Farm Bureau Federation. "In addi
t? tn to the large numbers that have
been attending these meetings, tho
enthusiasm with which they have
taken part in shaping the coming
years program is the most encourag
ing feature," said H. D. Lute, secre
tary of the Federation who has at
tended many of the meetings. J. N.
Norton, head of the state organiza
tion department nnd F. M. Deweese,
in charge ctf tho legal department
have also attended many of the meet
ings and in practically every case
their report is similar to that of Mr.
Lute.. At practically every county
convention tho agricultural extension
service has been represented by an
rblc speaker as well as the Farm
Bureau itself and tin foundation for
building up cf the coming year's ex
tension program has aln been laid
at these meetings.
The Nebraska Farm Bureau Feder
ation has joined with other state farm
bureau organizations in showing re
sentment to recent propaganda that
has come out of Washington in an
attempt to "disintegrate and intimi
date the "agricultural bloc" in both
branches of congress which has been
largely sponsored by tho Farm Bur
eau and which has been responsible
for the large amount of legislation
enacted during the past year in favor I A
ot tne larmer. inc xseorasKa rami
Bureau Federation has urged its
members to write Senator Geo. "W.
Norris at Washington, and Nebraska
congressmen wlio have shown willing
ness to work with the agricultural
bloc commending them on their stand
and urging them not to b3 stamped
by the plea of partisan interests who
arc asking that they desert their
stand for agricultural legislation in
the interests of "party harmony."
Nebraska members havo also been
urged to'writo Senator W. S. Kcnyou
of Town nnd Senator Peter Norbock
of South Dakota who have been lead
ers in the "agricultural bloc" move
ment. The petition presented to President
Harding by the American Farm Bur
eau Federation commending him for
calling the, disarmament conference
and urging a positive policy of dis
armament lias been presented to the
president. It was one (if the greatest
demonstrations of concerted opinion
ever given' by an agricultural organi
zation, and was gathered from near
ly every '.state in the union. The
state of frtwa led in numbers of sign
ers with' approximately G0.000.
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