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try !" Say what you will of New England, it is the place to live 

 in, it is the place to die in. It is the place for young men and 

 young women. It is the place for men of middle age. It is the 

 place for the old man, where his ancestors lived, where his chil- 

 dren were born. New England is the place ! New England for- 

 ever! If you were to say truthfully where you would rather 

 spend your declining days the majority of you would say, 1 

 would rather go back to the old homestead, back amid the scenes 

 of my childhood." I have in my pocket a letter, one of fifty 

 which I have received in four months. It is from a physician 

 who states that his family is not well ; he does not get on well in 

 his profession, he has got a little property but it will be only a 

 little while before that is used up, "Can I make a living on one 

 of those run down farms in New England?" he asks. I have a 

 letter from my bookkeeper in New York, one from a Brooklyn 

 man, and two from Jersey City. I know that there are thou- 

 sands of this class of people who are driven out of the cities and 

 long to go back to the farms. Do you know I think this is going 

 to be a good thing for the farms. It is bound to be a good thing 

 for agriculture, and a good thing for New England. You know 

 that since these great corporations have been perfected many 

 young men feel that they are being driven out of business and 

 trade. I am not an old man, but I can remember that when I 

 was a little boy living in a town in Massachusetts, such work as 

 digging ditches and digging sewers was done by such men as 

 my father, v/ho belonged to the middle class of people. They 

 did not lose their self respect by doing such work. I remember 

 that all of a sudden these Yankees disappeared and the ditches 

 were full of Irishmen and the pay went down to $2 a dav. 

 Afterward the Irishmen disappeared and the work was done by 

 Italians and the pay went down to $1.75. I have seen the time 

 when the Italians disappeared andthe work was done by Cana- 

 dians for $1.25 and they were folowed by Huns. I have seen 

 that work done to-day by a machine, a "steam Irishman" at a 

 cost of fifty-five cents per day for a man's labor. 



I believe that every industrial change that comes to this coun- 

 try offers the farmer a chance to do better than ever before. I 

 find plenty of men who look me in the eye and say "I am doing 

 better on the. farm than ever before, because I am raising differ- 



