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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 24, 1912, Image 3

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. Lorimer,spoke-for over an hour.
He went over the story of the Tri
bune's part in his expulsion, .and
the pressure that had been
brought to bear on United States
Father O'Callaghan also told
how Charles P. Taft had told him
that President Taft considered
Lorimer one of the ablest men in
Washington, and one with whom
he had rather discuss a public
question than any other.
This, however, was before Taft
got to feel that overthrowing
Lorimer was necessary to save
his own political Tiide.
o o
The country Rube who came to
town used to be a stock joke. But
the Rube has made good. Most
ot the men at the head of any
city's biggest affairs first came to
town as Rubes.
The tide of migration has turn
ed, and with it the joke has turn
ed upon the city man who has the
idea that a few thousand dollars
and a few books on agriculture
will make him a successful
Even a stupid turnip is said to
know a city farmer as soon as it
sees him; the peas fairly rattle in
-their pods with v derision as he
passes; wandering too near the
beehive with a book on honey
making, he gets stung in three
-places; hfe cauliflowers turn out
to be cabbages the thunder sours
his milk; the drouth takes his
corn; the rust gets in his wheat;
the peaches drop off before they
ripen; the-rot strikes his potatoes;
the hogs destroy the" watermel
ons; everything goes wrong and
farming is a failure.
Yet, in spite of these difficul
ties, the city farmer, in the vic
inity of every city in our land, is
making good not financially,
perhaps, but in ways-even better.
A sharpy-handled hoe will
hack to' pieces all his dyspepsia.
Swinging of an ax will tone up
his nerves as no other tonic will.
On the prongs of the long fork
with which he tosses the hay into"
the mow he can pitch away the
worst attack of "the blues." In
the wake of the plow he picks up
strength to meet any emergency.
The dash of the shower that wets
him to the skin composes his
spirit for any crisis.
Neighbors looking over the
fence may think he is only weed
ing tomatoes, or splitting wood,
or husking corn. But he is doing
infinitely more. He is rebuilding
strength, enkindling spirit, quick
ening his brain, purifying his
heart, and blessing his soul.
He is a King of Creation, whose,
royal banquet lasts all the sum
mer, beginning with cups of crcus
and ending with glowing tank
ards of autumnal glory; and the.
handwriting on -his wall -is that
of the honeysuckle and the ramb
ler rose.
When the sky seems particu
larly full of stars, according" to an
old weather saw, frost is likely. If
the- stars flicker against a dark
background it probably will snow.
Somebody please cause a

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