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England shall listen to her great prime minister and honor 

 herself by making the Irish peasant a man. 



The American farmer is not afraid of innovations. He 

 welcomes new discoveries. He is often deceived by the 

 new patent rights. He has a painful experience with the 

 patent bee-hive and the patent churn, the horse-power 

 pitching fork, the patent milking-stool and milking-tubes, 

 the potato digger and the combination feeding trough and 

 the lightning rod. But he remembers the horse rake and 

 the mower, the thresher and the cultivator, the hay tedder 

 and the seed drill. He easily forgets the faulty machines 

 in his storeroom as he rides like a prince on the sulky 

 plough. He easilj r forgives the last agent of a worthless 

 patent when his horse rake gathers in swift winrows the 

 rustling hay before the coming storm. 



In the World's Exhibition in 1852, there was nothing 

 of greater importance than the American Reaper. The 

 grandest problem solved at that time was how to cut the 

 grain of the world's increasing harvest. 



The ancient Hebrews could thresh as much grain as the 

 farmer who lived a hundred years ago, six to twelve bush- 

 els a day. The horse-power thresher came, cleaning up 

 six hundred bushels, and the steam-power two thousand 

 more, the combined harvesters sending to market the 

 grain from forty acres in a day. 



In the old time the farmer could possibly transport his 

 grain a hundred miles. Now the grain of eastern Oregon 

 goes five hundred miles over land and then half way round 

 the globe to find its market. 



Agriculture is eminently a progressive art. 



