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showing the silos had gathered in all the green 

 stuff, and the long winter had consumed the 

 straw. Everything available for food had been 

 fed to the cattle. 



As we go farther east we got among hills 

 with narrow valleys, we cross a river from the 

 north, likely the Waskaskaia, with canal beside 

 it, but both are beneath a flood of water making 

 one great stream. Everywhere are old stump 

 fields: showing the destruction of timber — that 

 once covered all the land — is still in progress. 

 In a decade all will disappear as there is no 

 young timber to replace it. So man destroys his 

 best friends. Not a single rock did I see across 

 Illinois. East of Casey we passed the great oil 

 fields of Indiana; in the field everywhere were 

 the silent pumps at work, attached by wire to an 

 engine, that drives a number at once. The oil is 

 pumped into pipes that in turn carry it to the 

 great tanks many miles away. They covered acres 

 of ground, each tank holding many car loads of 

 oil. At 10 A. M. we reached Terre Haute, where 

 I noticed a huge Court House crowned with a 

 high dome. The country roughens as we go east- 

 ward. There are many fine homes with elevated 

 water tanks too, showing that the farm houses 

 are provided with the modern improvements. 

 What more can one ask, with daily mail and 

 telephones in every home? So we swing mer- 

 rily along through the great coal fields of Indi- 

 ana. Everywhere we see the shaft and elevator 



