AFRAID TO GO BACK!

Evening Post, Volume LXXXVIII, Issue 69, 18 September 1914, Page 2

AFRAID TO GO BACK!

A CANADIAN'S DILEMMA. Professor Creelman, president of- the Canadian Agricultural College, Guelph, Ontario, returned from the South to-day to catch the Sydney boat, homeward bound. Mr. Creelman has just .returned from a visit to the Taieri Plains, Otago. "What. do I think of it? .Marvellou!" said he^ to a Christchurch Star reporter. " Why, you are just playing at farming. You don't know what you've got. I'm afraid to stay here. If I stayed here a month, I could never cut loosei Seventy btisheds, of wheat to the acre, and the ground just scratched". . They won't believe me. It's the Ananias Club for me the moment I i.open my mouth ! Seventy bushels to the ,ac and the seed just thrown into \ ground. And when I tell them tl. you chuck the turnips and grass do\\u together and eat oft' 'the turnips whilo the sheep are manuring the grass — with the sun shininc three hundred days of the year ana the grass six inches high right on the tail of winter • No, they won't believe it!. It's Ananias for me. And the gronw l jusb scratched ! And when I tell them that I have seen boulder country feeding three and four sheep to the acre, and the sheep with two lambs each hiding 1 behind tho boulders ! Well, it's no use No winter feeding, no barns ! Why, in Canada we build barns bigger and better than our houses— have to ! A.nd our implements laid up eight months of the year while we go about on sledges and keep the live stock housed and stall-fed. While you chaps are just joy-riding round on motors and going to the horse tracks. You don't know what you've got ! And our fellows making a living on a hundred acres. It beats me how it's done ! . . An ideal country for hogs, and not a hog in sight. I suppose it s because you can't ride round i them with horses? Well, I'm going to get some pictures of your country and take them along, and when the chaps from England turn it up, a« so many of them do because they can't endure the climate, I'll just head them off to Eldorado. Well, goodbye. I'm just bolting away because I'm afraid to stop. Oats and wheat chucked into the ground, and seventy bush !"