November, 1918 



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now lettest thou thy servant depart in 

 peace, according to thy word." 



Later. — It is now September 9, but our 

 friend Howard H. Russell is still in the 

 harness. The letter below explains itself: 



My Dear Friend Root: — Now T am making a 

 second visit to Florida to assist the workers here 

 a little in the final drive to brighten up this corner 

 of our United States map. S'upt. Crooke has been 

 dnins: heroic and tireless service. You perhaps have 

 heard the details somewhat of the closing down of 

 the rum traffic in Duval county, which put the bu.si 

 iicss out of operation in one. of the swampiest lo 

 calities we have had in the counti-y, viz. .Jackson- 

 ville. The changes made here already are percepti- 

 ble to the naked eye and without either te'escope 

 or microscope. A great many people whose senti- 

 ment has been heretofore in favor of the sale of 

 liquor are now converted to prohibition, the same 

 as has been the experience of thou.sands of voters, 

 especially the business men, in Denver, Portland. 

 Seattle, Detroit, and other cities. Also Nassau coun- 

 ty, where its county seat, Fernandina, has been 

 supplying liquor to the thirsty .Tacksonians since 

 Duval county went dry, has been put under drought 

 conditions by a majority in the whole county of ovei' 

 two hundred. Add to this a recent victory in 

 Okeechobee county on the East Coast, and you will 

 understand that our League workers have been 

 doing good service.. 



One of the most gratifying incidents of our pleas- 

 ant reunion and anniversary at Oberlin was to see 

 you and Ernest there and to hear those earnest 

 words, from your heart, of thanksgiving to God 

 and of grateful satisfaction that you have lived 

 to see the wonderful revolution in sobriety and anti- 

 liquor reform in which you have had so long and 

 vigorous a share. When we were having our con- 

 ferences together at Medina, we were quite in the 

 dark as to how long it would take, and the chances 

 seemed then to be we were starting something oth- 

 ers would have to finish. In a few weeks now we 

 shall reach the quarter-century anniversary of the 

 writing of those two checks for $500 each by Mr. 

 Metcalf and yourself, which first stirred the Buck- 

 eye State with the fact that something was really 

 doing. It looks now, dear old comrade, as if we 

 should both be permitted to attend the post-mortem 

 wake and jubilation of completed victory. God 

 grant this. Affectionately, 



Howard H. Russell. 



Jacksonville, Fla., Sept. 3, 1918. 



In addition to the above I have just been 

 thanking- God several times a day that last 

 Saturday, Sept. 7, the Cleveland Fli'n 

 Dealer infonned us that all breweries in the 

 United States would have to quit business 

 Dee. 1, at least until the end of the war. 

 So you see things are coming our way jast 

 now, at least for a time. Praise God, from 

 whom all blessing's flow. 



NORTH DAKOTA AND THE MANIKOWSKE 

 FAMILY. 



When I saw the wheatfields and corn- 

 fields in North Dakota I was, as a matter 

 of course, interested in tlie gardens; and I 

 was up the next morning, I rather think, be- 

 fore anybody else had been stirring, and 

 interviewing George's garden. It was one 



of my happy surprises to see such a won- 

 derful growth of potato vines at the time 

 I was there, the last week in August. The 

 potatoes covered the ground so that it was 

 almost impossible to find a place to ])lant 

 my foot; but they were already digging 

 them every day for dinner, even if the tu- 

 bers were not yet half grown. 



1. A single potato stalk from a garden in Wyiul- 



mere, N. D. Mr. Forrest and " yours truly " are 



holding a branch. 



I had not been up very long when Mr. 

 Forrest joined me. You may remember I 

 said he got in after I had retired; and, 

 soon after, George himself aj^peared. I 

 asked him to get a kodak and take a pic- 

 ture of a single jiotato stalk, and here you 

 have it. This one stalk or branch where 

 it came out of the ground was i:»retty near- 

 ly as large as a hoe handle, and there were 

 three or four othei's in the same hill very 

 nearly like it. This garden was a pretty 

 fair picture of most of the gardens in and 

 around Wyndmere. Potatoes, corn, and 



2. Mr. Forrest, " yours truly." Mr, ilanikowske 



and his sou Wallace, his daughter Ethel, and the 



good wife. 



everything seemed to be far in advance of 

 those I left in Ohio. "WHien I asked if he 

 had not put on a large amount of stable 

 manure or fertilizer, he replied that chemi- 

 cal fertilizers were unknown in North Da- 

 kota, and in a good many places they ob- 



