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where the lowest temperature in winter is sixty degrees above the cold that 

 he and his domestic animals must endure; where all the products known 

 to the most favored Western States were common to the soil ; where a wide 

 field of enterprise invited; where the fruits of every clime grew in exuber- 

 ance and promised a rich reward to the intelligent grower. He read from 

 the veracious reports of neighbors gone before of the products of this won- 

 derland, that in a little more than a decade we have increased our exports 

 east of raisins from a few experimental boxes to eight hundred thousand 

 boxes; that we are making twenty million gallons of wine annually; that 

 from insignificant shipments a few years ago we are sending out daily 

 trains to all parts of the East of the most delicious green fruits in the 

 world — reaching thousands of carloads; that California will soon supply 

 the world with canned vegetables and fruits; that oranges are grown in 

 every valley of the State and in the foothills to an elevation of two thou- 

 sand feet; that thousands of acres await his coming, attainable at reason- 

 able prices; that a fruit farm of twenty acres intelligently managed is a 

 source of income with less exposure and with more enjoyable employment 

 than an ordinary farm of ten times that area cultivated to wheat or cereals. 

 He turns to our industrial statistics, and he finds amid all this stir and 

 activity in fruit growing, our gold and silver output goes steadily on, and 

 that mining fields are still inviting. He finds that wheat and wool and 

 cattle and sheep and all the products of the farm are, as heretofore, form- 

 ing a part of our industries; that manufactures are rapidly increasing, our 

 towns and cities building up, and all the indicia of a prosperous people are 

 everywhere visible. If there is an ideal home on earth it must be in Cal- 

 ifornia, he thinks, and he comes. He must come. Perhaps not this year 

 or next, but nothing can keep the man who is able to do so from coming 

 to this coast so soon as he can cut loose without too great sacrifice from his 

 present home, and is not restrained by overpowering circumstances. 



They will not all come. What I mean to say is, that of the forty-five mil- 

 lion people in this country who to-day live in a climate where the ther- 

 mometer ranges from five to fifty-five degrees below zero in the winter, there 

 will be enough who want to escape the rigors of those frozen regions to 

 build up here a great State. 



The census of 1900 will show a population in California of five million 

 souls; many far-seeing men place the figure higher. 



Such a population will restore the prestige of the wheat grower; our 

 extensive systems of irrigation then in operation will give large returns to 

 thousands of acres for grasses; our fruit area will be enlarged, and the home 

 consumption of wheat will demand all that is grown from the remaining 

 lands. California will make her own price and not Liverpool. Five mil- 

 lion people will consume nearly twenty-five million bushels per annum, 

 which is more than we export now. 



In tracing this wonderful development, this evolution of a great State, 

 Mr. President, I was necessarily obliged to generalize largely and to avoid 

 details, but the picture is not overdrawn, its lights and shades are cast by 

 the living truth that shines upon it. 



California was the dream of the adventurer; it has become the realization 

 of the typical home of a free American. With all its wealth of industries 

 and practical capabilities, it is and always will be surrounded by a halo 

 of romance that will make it unique among the States of the Union. 



Great in manufactures, in agriculture, in her forestry, in her wines, and 

 in her fruits, she can never be commonplace. She is destined to become 

 and will always remain the Empire State of the great West. 



