CHAPTER XXI

IN THE DRAG OF THE HARROWS

"I see the villain in your face!"

"May it plaze yer worship, that must be a

personal reflection, sure."

--_Irish Wit and Humor (Howe)._

The "good old days" when the Farmer was a poor sheep without a

shepherd, shorn to the pink hide with one tuft of wool left over his

eyes--those "good old days" are gone forever. It is some time now

since he became convinced that if a lion and a lamb ever did lie down

together the lamb would not get a wink of sleep. As a matter of

survival he has been making use of the interval to become a lion

himself and the process has been productive of a great roaring in the

Jungle.

All this co-operative purchasing of commodities in the three Prairie

Provinces has not been developed to its present great volume without

arousing antagonism in the business world. The co-operative idea in

merchandizing is not confined to the West by any means. From the

Atlantic to the Pacific various organizations have been formed to carry

on business along co-operative lines. A Co-Operative Union has been

formed to propagate the movement and the subject is vast.

But the establishment of an extending network of elevators under the

control of the Western farmers has brought about possibilities which

threaten to revolutionize the whole established commercial system.

Farmers' Elevators in Dakota, Minnesota and Alberta have proved that it

is practical to utilize the same staff at each point to manage the

distribution of farm supplies as well as looking after elevator

operation during the grain season. This being so, it is not difficult

to visualize a great distributing system under centralized management

with tremendous purchasing power.

There are those whose imaginations stretch readily to the extreme view

that the Grain Growers are a menace. Such are filled with foreboding.

They see the country merchant out of business and the whole business

fabric destroyed.

"The farmers are talking everlastingly about 'a square deal,'" it is

argued. "Why don't they practice what they preach and give the country

merchant a square deal? What about the times of poor crops and money

scarcity? Where would the farmer have been if the country merchant had

not carried him on the books for the necessities of life?"

"It didn't cost the merchant anything to carry me," denies the farmer.

"He just raised his prices to me and got credit from the wholesaler."

"Then what about the wholesaler?"

"Raised his prices and got credit from the manufacturer and the bank."

"Then the banks----"

"Refused to give me the credit in the first place!" interrupts the

farmer resentfully. "Do you dare to blame me, Mister, for cutting out

all these unnecessary middle charges when by proper organization I am

able to finance myself and take advantage of cash discounts on the cost

of living?"

That is the Farmer's motive for taking action. He wants to improve his

scale of living for the sake of his family. By making the farm home a

place of comfort his sons and daughters will be more content to remain

on the land. He does not seek to hoard money; he intends to spend it.

If middlemen are crowded out of his community it will be because there

are too many of them. Instead of having to support parasites the

community will be just that much more prosperous, the farms just that

much better equipped, the land just that much more productive and

thereby the country's wealth just that much greater.

That is how it appears to the Farmer.

"If the Farmer is to be a merchant, a wholesaler, a banker and all the

rest of it he is no longer a farmer. Is nobody else to have a right to

live?" enquires the Cynic. "Did these Grain Growers fight the elevator

combine of the early days in order that they could establish a Farmers'

Combine? Is one any better than the other?"

The inference is that the Grain Growers are bluffing deliberately and

aiming at all the abuses conjured by the word, "combine." The slander

is self-evident to anyone who examines the constitution of the Farmers'

Movement, so framed from the first that any possibility of clique

control was removed for all time. It is impossible to have a "combine"

of fifty thousand units and maintain the necessary appeal to the

cupidity of the individual. It is not possible for designing leaders,

if such there were, to take even the first step in manipulation without

discovery. It simply cannot be done. Woe betide the man who even

exhibited such tendencies among his fellow Grain Growers! These

organized farmers have learned how to do their own thinking and every

rugged ounce of them is assertive. They are not to be fooled easily

nor stampeded from their objective. And what is that objective?

"To play politics!" explodes the hidebound Party Politician knowingly.

"To get a share in the Divvy and eventually hog it!" suggests the

Financial Adventurer.

"Equal opportunities to all; special privileges to none," the Grain

Grower patiently reiterates.

He believes in doing away with "the Divvy" altogether. He believes

that "the spoils system" is bad government and that no stone should be

left unturned to elevate the living conditions of the Average Citizen

to the highest possible plane. He believes that the status of a nation

depends upon the status of its Average Citizen and in that he does not

consider himself to be preaching Socialism but Common Sense.

Come back to the country store--to the Country Retailer who is pulling

on the other end of the whiffle-tree with the Farmer for community

progress. Each is necessary to the other and it is a vital matter if

the co-operation of the Farmer is going to kill off a teammate,

especially when tandeming right behind them are the Clydesdales of

Commerce, the Wholesaler and the Manufacturer. With the Farmer kicking

over the traces, the Retailer biting and squealing at the Wholesaler

every little while and the Manufacturer with his ears laid back flat

this distribution of merchandize in Western Canada is no easy problem.

It is bringing the Bankers to their aristocratic portals all along the

route and about the only onlooker who is calm and serene is the

Mail-Order Man as he passes overhead post-haste in the Government

flying machine.

"I'd get along alright if the Farmer would pay up his debts to me,"

cries the Retailer. "I've been giving him too long a line of credit

and now he's running rings around me and tying me up in a knot. When

he gets some money he goes and buys from my competitors for cash or he

buys more land and machinery. If I shorten the rope he busts it and

runs away!"

"I'd be alright if everybody else would mind their own business,"

grumbles the Wholesaler. "Just trot along there now! Pay your bills,

Farmer. Improve your service, Retailer. Don't ask me about high or

low tariff. I've got my hands full with established lines and it's my

business to supply them as cheaply as is consistent with quality. I

want to see everybody succeed and it isn't fair to include me in any

mix-up. Only the humming of that confounded flying-machine up

there--Can't somebody bring down that Mail-Order bird? He isn't paying

his share of the taxes while I've helped to finance this country."

"We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves," sings the

Manufacturer. "Giddap, Dobbin!"

"'Money makes the mare go,'" quotes the Finance Minister, taking

another look out of the window at the War Cloud. "'Money comes from

the Soil,'" and he push-buttons a buzz-bell over in the Department of

Agriculture.

"Send out the choir and let's have that 'Patriotism and Production'

song again," is the order issued by some deputy sub-chief's assistant

in response to the P. M.'s signal. "We must encourage our farmers to

even nobler efforts."

And all the while the Unearned Increment loafs around, studying the

Interest Charges which are ticking away like a taxicab meter, and the

"Common Pee-pul" gaze in frozen fascination at the High Cost of Living

flying its kite and climbing the string!

Seriously, though, the situation demands the earnest thought of all

classes. The argument has so many facets that it is impossible within

the limits of a few pages to present an adequate conception of all the

vital problems that surround the Farmers' Movement. Each interest has

its own data--packages of it--and it is difficult to know what to

select and what to leave out and at the same time remain entirely fair

to all concerned. There is some truth in many of the accusations which

are bandied about. No new country can do without credit facilities.

What about the homesteader or the poorer farmer who is starting on

meagre resources? They will win through if given a chance. Who is to

give it to them if business is put on a cash basis? On the other hand,

is the man who has the cash to receive no consideration?

The trouble with our banks is that their system falls down when the

retailer or the farmer need them most--in times of stringency. It is

true that the wholesaler has done much for the country, that the

retailer is often at the mercy of careless or selfish customers who

abuse credit privileges. It is true that the mail-order houses also

have performed good services in the general task of making a new

country. The solution can be arrived at only by co-operation in its

true sense--getting together--everybody. Also, while one may joke

about "Patriotism and Production," the fact remains that much has been

accomplished by these campaigns.

Asked if the organization of the farmers meant that the retailer would

be forced out of business, the well posted Credit Manager of a large

Winnipeg wholesale establishment admitted that it would not mean that

necessarily.

The same question put to C. Rice-Jones, President and Manager of the

Alberta Farmers' Co-Operative Elevator Company, brought the same denial.

"The only men who would be weeded out," said he, "are those who have

gone into the local store business without knowing anything about it

and who can remain in it only because the present system allows them to

charge any price they like. The men who know their business will

remain. Those who are objecting to us are objecting to the very thing

they have been doing themselves for fifty years--organizing."

"We want to farm, not to go into business," remarked H. W. Wood,

President of the United Farmers of Alberta. "The local merchant gives

us a local distribution service, a service which has to be given. We

cannot destroy one single legitimate interest. But if there are four

or five men living by giving a service that one man should give in a

community and get just a living--that is what we are going to correct

and we are absolutely entitled to do so. The selfishness we are

accused of the accusers have practiced right along and these very

things make it necessary for us to organize for self-protection. If

they will co-operate with us to put their business on a legitimate

basis we are willing to quit trying to do this business ourselves."

That is straight talk, surely. It is a challenge to the business men

to meet the farmers half way for a better understanding. No problem

ever was solved by extremists on either side. Enmity and suspicion

must be submerged by sane discussion and mutual concessions bring about

the beginnings of closer unity.

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