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and entered this land; using my franchise to obtain it. Well, anyhow I 

 work around it back and forward till I get ready to grow corn, and any- 

 how, before I started growing President Young used to come up yonder 

 two, three times in the year, with his company, and he began to talk about 

 it and he said plainly and in a clear language, "Is this the best land you have 

 got at the foot of these mountains to grow grain?" (Applause.) Well, I 

 went to work. I tell you I didn't get any credit nor sj^mpathy from any 

 man; I was a fool and a fanatic. (Laughter.) I have met hundreds, even 

 thousands of fools and fanatics since then. (Laughter.) Well, anyhow, to 

 go on a little more, I began to plow the land and I hired teams. Mr. 

 Listman is one of the best farmers I believe in Utah, or any other place, 

 in Wellsville yonder, and I hire him to plow for me my land. He plowed, 

 I believe, either ten or twelve acres, deep and good, with two yoke of cattle. 

 Well, my grain failed but a very little through overseeding the ground, and I 

 watched closely the cause of it. One half of the wheat came before the other 

 half grew. Well, I realized my bread that year was dependent upon that crop 

 that time, because I sold my land in the fall yonder with water to it. And 

 one of my best friends said I was a fool to sell my land with water and 

 go on dry farm. That is the character I have. (Laughter.) And Bishop 

 Mann of Wellsville, he did just the same thing. In a business meeting 

 yonder, "Brother Salisbury," he said, "I am afraid you will have to wear 

 a good many patches on your overalls." (Laughter.) "Well," I said, "I 

 am not ashamed of that, provided I have got a wife who can put a work- 

 manlike patch on my pants." (Applause.) "I tried to get that kind of 

 woman to make my patches neat." (Laughter.) Well, anyhow, the next thing 

 was for me to provide myself with proper machinery to gather the grain. 

 I went to Brother Harold here and I bought a self rake to cut the wheat. 

 First — I am ahead of my story — with a cropper and then I find out the self 

 rake was an improvement and I got one from him — and I paid for it 

 (Laughter), and the third crop I grew a grand crop of grain. And there 

 was a man named John Bankhead— the biggest farmer in Cache County, 

 Utah. I was working on the temple at the time, stone cutting there, 

 and he went on his horse, which he used often to hunt cattle and horses, 

 and he turned to my boys — I don't know if he is here now but he was 

 here yesterday — and said, "Boys, what are you going to do with this 

 wheat?" They said, "Going to sow it." He said, "Better take these sacks of 

 wheat and empty them in the big creek yonder." He think it is folly for 

 us to do it. Well, John Bankhead went away, and next fall about har- 

 vest, he was going on his horse again, it was a beautiful crop of nice 

 wheat, and he turned to them and said, "Well, boys, I am ashamed to 

 show my face to you for saying anything; I never m^de myself a bigger 

 fool in my life than I did then." (Laughter.) And the machines threshed 

 for me 1,500 bushels of wheat. (Applause.) 



Well, anyhow, after T had this self rake the self bin.der came 

 along, and I purchased one of them — the Champion, and then after that 



