CHAPTER III

THE FIRST SHOT IS FIRED

Let us have faith that Right makes Might, and in that faith let us dare

to do our duty as we understand it.--_Abraham Lincoln_.

The eighteenth of December, 1901, was a memorable day in the little

prairie town of Indian Head. Strangers from East and West had begun to

arrive the night before and early in the day the accommodations were

taxed to the limit while the livery stables were overflowing with the

teams of farmers from every direction. All forenoon the trails were

dotted with incoming sleighs and the groups which began to congregate

on Main Street grew rapidly in size and number. The shop-keepers had

stayed up half the night to put the final touches to their holiday

decorations and make their final preparations for the promised rush of

Christmas buying.

Many prominent men would grace the town with their presence before

nightfall. The Premier of the North-West Territories, Hon. F. W. G.

Haultain, would be on hand, as well as Hon. G. H. V. Bulyea and Senator

William D. Perley; coming to meet them here would be Premier R. P.

Roblin and other gentlemen of Manitoba. Certain boundary matters,

involving the addition of a part of Assiniboia to the Province of

Manitoba, were to be discussed at a public meeting in the Town Hall at

night.

Messrs. Motherwell and Dayman had chosen their date well, many farmers

having planned already to be at Indian Head on the 18th. The grain

growers' meeting was announced for the afternoon and so keen was the

interest that when order was called the chairman faced between sixty

and seventy-five farmers, as well as a number of public men, instead of

the dozen-or-so whom W. R. Motherwell had ventured to expect.

Although it was December out of doors, the temperature of that meeting

was about one hundred in the shade! As the discussion expanded feeling

ran high. Farmer after farmer got to his feet and told the facts as he

knew them, his own personal experiences and those of his neighbors.

There was no denying the evidence that it was full time the farmers

bestirred themselves.

W. R. Motherwell and Peter Dayman spoke earnestly in favor of immediate

organization along strong, sane lines. The farmer was always referred

to as the most independent man on earth, and so he was; but it was

individual independence only. He had come lumbering into the country

behind his own oxen with his family and all his worldly goods in his

own wagon; had built a roof over their heads with his own hands. Alone

on the prairie, he had sweated and wrestled with the problem of getting

enough to eat. One of the very first things the pioneer learned was to

stand on his own two feet--to do things by himself. His isolation, the

obstacles he had overcome by his own planning, the hardships he had

endured and survived--these were the excuses for his assertiveness, his

individualism, his hostility to the restrictions of organization. He

was a horse for work; but it was an effort for him to do team work

because he was not used to it.

This was the big barrier which would have to be surmounted in the

beginning if battle were to be waged successfully against present

oppressive conditions. The right kind of organization was the key that

would unlock a happier future. The farmer was as much a producer as

any manufacturer who made finished articles out of raw material; but

his was the only business in which full energies were expended upon

production of goods to sell while the marketing end was left for the

"other fellow" to organize. That was why he was obliged to do as he

was told, take what was given him or haul his wheat home and eat it

himself.

Like all such meetings, it was not without its few pails of cold water.

These were emptied by some who hinted dark things about "political

reasons," and it was easy to make the trite statement that history

repeats itself and to predict that the formation of such a farmers'

association as was proposed would be riding only for the same fall

which had overtaken former attempts. The enthusiasm refused to be

dampened and it broke out in unmistakable accents when without waste of

words Angus McKay nominated W. R. Motherwell as provisional President

of the "Territorial Grain Growers' Association." John Millar as

provisional Secretary and a board of directors[1] were quickly chosen.

When it was all over and Senator William D. Perley rose slowly to his

feet, it was to deliver a parting message of confidence that the

farmers were taking the right step in the right manner. There were few

men who could be listened to with greater respect than the elderly

Senator and as the silence of his audience deepened it was almost as if

the white-haired gentleman's dignified words were prophetic. He had

been familiar with a somewhat similar movement in New Brunswick, he

said, and back there by the Atlantic this movement was still very much

alive and doing good work. Long after those who were present at this

meeting had passed away, it was his prediction that this newborn

organization of prairie farmers would be living still, still expanding

and still performing a useful service to the farmers generally.

The meeting adjourned with the general feeling that at last matters

were advancing beyond mere talk. The sixth of January was set as the

date for a second meeting to draft a constitution and prepare a

definite plan of campaign. Emphasis was laid upon the importance of a

good attendance; but when the date arrived the leaders of the new

movement were disappointed to find that, including themselves, there

were just eleven farmers present. While this did not look very

promising, they proceeded with their plans and it is a tribute to the

careful thought expended at that time that the constitution then framed

has stood the test of many years, even much of the exact phraseology

remaining to-day. The idea of having local associations scattered

throughout the country, each with its own officers, governed by a

central organization with its special officers, was adopted from the

first.

Among those present was C. W. Peterson, Deputy Commissioner of

Agriculture for the North-West Territories. He freely offered his

services in the capacity of secretary; but the offer was turned down so

flat and so quickly that it was breath-taking. The incident reflected

very vividly the jealousy with which the farmers were guarding the new

movement rather than any depreciation of the Deputy Commissioner's

ability; every man of them was on the alert to deflect the thinnest

political wedge, imagined or otherwise, that might come along. They

would trust nobody with an official connection and the appointment of

John Millar, who was one of themselves, was confirmed without loss of

time. There was no salary attached to any office, of course; nobody

thought of salaries. The farmers who knew the feel of spare cash in

those days were seventh sons of seventh sons.

Winter and all as it was, the leaders of the young organization did not

let the snow pack under their feet. No sooner were the preliminaries

over than they set about preparing for the first convention of the

Association by hitching up and travelling the country, organizing local

associations. W. R. Motherwell, John Millar and Matt. Snow, of

Wolseley, tucked the robes around them and jingled away in different

directions. Wherever they went they were listened to eagerly and the

resulting action was instantaneous. The movement took hold of the

farmers like wildfire; so that by February thirty-eight local grain

growers' associations had been formed, each sending enthusiastic

delegates to the first Annual Convention, which was held at Indian Head

in February, 1902.

All that summer, pacing the rapidly growing wheat, the Territorial

Grain Growers' Association spread and took root till by harvest time it

was standing everywhere in the field, a thrifty and full-headed

champion of farmers' rights, lacking only the ripening of experience.

There had been as yet no particular opportunity to demonstrate its

usefulness in dollars and cents; but with the approach of the fall and

market season the whole organization grew tense with expectancy. There

seemed little reason to believe that the railway people would do other

than attempt to continue their old methods of distributing cars where

and when they chose and to disregard, as before, those provisions of

the Grain Act which aimed to protect the farmer in getting his fair

share of cars in which to load direct.

Thus it soon turned out. The officers of the Association at once

warned the Canadian Pacific Railway Company that if they persisted in

such practice the farmers would be compelled to take legal action

against them. It looked so much like the attack of a toddling child

against a man full grown that the big fellow laughed good-naturedly.

Who, pray, were the "Territorial Grain Growers' Association"?

"We represent the farmers of Western Canada," retorted the unabashed

officers of the little organization "and we want what the law allows us

as our right. What's more, we propose to get it!"

That was about the message which W. R. Motherwell and Peter Dayman went

down to Winnipeg to deliver in person to the Canadian Pacific Railway

Company. The official whom they interviewed manipulated the necessary

levers to start the matter on its way through the "proper channels"

towards that "serious consideration" into which all good politicians

and corporation officials take everything that comes unexpectedly

before them. W. R. Motherwell could not wait for the unfolding of this

hardy perennial and left Peter Dayman at Winnipeg to follow up

developments.

When the latter got back home he brought with him a bagful of promises.

The practical improvement in the situation which was to support these

promises, however, evidently got wrapped up in somebody else's order

and delivered to another address. As soon as the Association were

satisfied that relief was not to be forthcoming they promptly filled

out a standard form of information and complaint and notified the

railway that they were going to take legal action at Sintaluta against

the Company's station agent; if no results were forthcoming there, they

assured the Company, they would take action against every railway agent

in the Territories who was guilty of distributing cars contrary to the

provisions of the Grain Act. The complaint went before Mr. C. C.

Castle, the official Warehouse Commissioner; the information was laid

before Magistrate H. O. Partridge at Sintaluta.

All over the country the newspapers began to devote valuable space to

the impending trial. It was talked about in bar-rooms and

barber-shops. Some anti-railroaders declared at once that the farmers

hadn't a minute's chance to win against the C. P. R. The news

percolated eastward, its significance getting lighter till it became

merely: "a bunch of fool hayseeds out West in some kind of trouble with

the C. P. R.--cows run over, or something." At Ottawa, however, were

those who saw handwriting on the wall and they awaited the outcome with

considerable interest. Several public men, especially from Regina,

made ready to be in actual attendance at the preliminary trial.

The farmers were out in force, for they realized the importance of this

test case. It was not the agent at Sintaluta they were fighting, but

the railway itself; it was not this specific instance of unjust car

distribution that would be settled, but all other like infringements

along the line. The very efficacy of the Grain Act itself was

challenged.

Two hours before the Magistrate's Court sat to consider the case, J. A.

M. Aikins (now Sir James Aikins, Lieutenant-Governor of Manitoba), who

was there as the legal representative of the C. P. R., tapped the

President of the farmers' Association on the elbow.

"Let's make a real case of it while we're at it," he smiled, and

proceeded to suggest that instead of laying information against the

railway company on two charges, the Association should charge them also

with violating some five or six other sections of the Act. "Then we'll

have a decision on them, too, you see. For the purpose of this case

the Company will plead guilty to the offences. What do you say?"

"Don't you do it, W. R.! Not on your life, Mister!"

The farmers within earshot crowded about the two. They suspected

trickery in such a last-minute suggestion; either the railway people

were very sure they had the case in their pocket or they were up to

some smooth dodge, you bet!

President Motherwell shook his head dubiously.

"How can we change the information on such short notice?" he objected.

"It would mean risking an adjournment of the court."

"That's what they're after! Stick to him, Motherwell!"

But it did seem very advisable to have the meaning of those other

doubtful sections of the Act cleared up, and as C. P. R. counsel went

more fully into the matter the desirability of it for both sides became

even more apparent.

"Tell you what we'll do, Mr. Aikins," said W. R. Motherwell, finally

turning to him after consulting the others, "if you'll give your

pledged word before this assembled crowd of farmers that you won't take

any technical advantage of the change you've suggested us making in the

information--by raising objections when court opens, I mean--why, we'll

make the change."

"Certainly," agreed Mr. Aikins without hesitation, and in solemn

silence he and the President of the Association shook hands.

This alteration in the information made the issue even more

far-reaching and it was a tense moment for the farmers who packed the

little court room when the Magistrate opened proceedings and on behalf

of the Warehouse Commissioner, Mr. T. Q. Mathers (now Chief Justice

Mathers, of Winnipeg), rose to his feet for argument. After the

evidence was complete and the Magistrate at last handed down his

decision--fifty dollars fine and costs, to be paid by the

defendant--the victorious grain growers were jubilant and especially

were the officers of the young Association proud of the outcome.

The case was carried to the Supreme Court by the Railway Company, which

made every effort to have the decision of the lower court reversed.

When the appeal case came to trial, much to the disgust and chagrin of

the railway authorities and the corresponding elation of the farmers,

the Magistrate's decision was sustained. At once the newspapers all

over the country were full of it. Oracles of bar-room and barber-shop

nodded their heads wisely; hadn't they said that even the C. P. R.

couldn't win against organized farmers, backed up by the law of the

land? Away East the news was magnified till it became: "The farmers

out West have licked the C. P. R. in court and are threatening to tear

up the tracks!" At Ottawa Members of Parliament dug into Hansard to

see if they had said anything when the Manitoba Grain Act was passed.

Empty cars began to roll into Western sidings and they were not all

spotted to suit the elevators but were for farmers who had signified a

desire to load direct. It was unnecessary to carry out the threat of

proceeding against every delinquent railway agent in the Territories;

for the delinquencies were no longer deliberate. The book in which by

turn the orders for cars were listed began to be a more honest record

of precedence in distribution, as all good car-order books should be.

For the railway authorities were men of wide experience and ability,

who knew when they were defeated and how to accept such defeat

gracefully. It meant merely that the time had come to recognize the

fact that there was a man inside the soil-grimed shirt. The farmer had

won his spurs. While the railway people did not like the action of the

Association in hauling them into court, in all fairness they were ready

to admit that they had received full warning before such drastic action

was taken.

If the railway officials began to regard the farmer in a new light, the

latter on his part began to appreciate somewhat more fully the task

which faced these energetic men in successfully handling the giant

organization for which they assumed responsibility. After the tilt,

therefore, instead of the leaders of the grain growers and the railway

looking at each other with less friendly eyes, their relations became

more kindly as each began to entertain for the other a greater respect.

Best of all, applications were beginning to pour in upon the Secretary

of the Territorial Grain Growers' Association--applications from

farmers everywhere for admission to the organization. Skeptics who had

been holding out now enrolled with their local association and, as fast

as they could be handled, new locals were being formed.

And at this very time, over in the hotel at Sintaluta, a grain grower

of great ability and discernment was warning an interested group of

farmers against the dangers of over-confidence.

"At present we are but pygmies attacking giants," declared E. A.

Partridge. "Giants may compete with giants, pygmies with pygmies, but

pygmies with giants, never. We are not denizens of a hamlet but

citizens of a world and we are facing the interlocking financial,

commercial and industrial interests of a thousand million people. If

we are to create a fighting force by co-operation of the workers to

meet the giants created by the commercial co-operation of the owners,

we have scarcely started. If we seek permanent improvement in our

financial position and thereby an increase of comfort, opportunity and

sense of security in our lives and the lives of our families, the fight

will be long and hard.

"And we are going to need every man we can muster."

[1] See Appendix--Par. 1.

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