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sick in Arizona, and obliged to live there. He could not 

 come back. He was born in Connecticut. He was stricken 

 with a disease which made it necessary for him to live in 

 that climate. He was very lonesome for his own home state. 

 He was homesick. To cure hini of his homesickness they 

 told him about the gold that was in the hills, and of all the 

 wealth that was in the sand, if they could only put the water 

 on it. 'T kuow it. I know it. but I would give all of your 

 confounded state for one green New England hill in June." 

 He meant it. It is just that sentiment and just that power 

 my friends, that is ever giving Xew England its strength 

 and its power in the nation. Unless you can keep up that 

 sentiment, unless you can make those hills and the people 

 who live on those hills what they have been in the past, you 

 cannot keep up that strength, and you cannot keep up that 

 sentiment. I know it and you know it. I know what that 

 means. I know what that man thought in his heart, I know- 

 just exactly what he meant. Out in ^Michigan last year there 

 was a man who said he was an organ builder. He said it 

 was his business to go around and put up organs in church- 

 es. He said he went out one day with the deacon of a Luth- 

 eran church to talk about an organ. He secured a contract; 

 he had a signed contract. He went off and borrowed the 

 money, bought the organ, and they put it in the church and 

 tried it. \\'hen he got back he found they had had some 

 trouble, the church had been given up. the deacons elected 

 had gone out of power, and would not keep their contract. 

 There he had the contract, but it was comparatively worth- 

 less to him. He took a paper and went around to different 

 members and asked them to subscribe. He got to the sexton 

 of the church, and he said: "Mr. Smith, how much will 

 you give?" 'T gives nothing."' "Why not?'' "Because, 

 says he. "the church has buncoed me." "Why. the idea of 

 a man being buncoed by the church." "Well, I will tell 

 you," he says. "Those fellows, they come to me, and they 

 say, 'Will you be sexton ?' And I sa\ . 'How much I get,' 

 because I have got a good job. Well, they tell me. they say, 



