CHAPTER II.

PRACTICAL VIEWS--SAFETY OF INVESTMENTS IN LAND.

There was not a particle of romance in my aspirations for a farm,

neither had I formed a single visionary theory which was there to be

tested. My notions were all sober and prosaic. I had struggled all my

life for dollars, because abundance of them produces pecuniary comfort:

and the change to country life was to be, in reality, a mere

continuation of the struggle, but lightened by the assurance that if the

dollars thus to be acquired were fewer in number, the certainty of

earning enough of them was likely to be greater. Crops might fail under

skies at one time too watery, at another too brassy, but no such

disaster could equal those to which commercial pursuits are

uninterruptedly exposed. They have brassy skies above them as well as

farmers. For nearly twenty years I had been hampered with having notes

of my own or of other parties to pay; but of all the farmers I had

visited, only one had ever given a note, and he had made a vow never to

give another. My wife was shrewd enough to observe and remark on this

fact at the time, it was so different from my own experience. She

admitted there must be some satisfaction in carrying on a business which

did not require the giving of notes.

Looking at the matter of removal to the country in a practical light, I

found that in the city I was paying three hundred dollars per annum rent

for a dwelling-house. It was the interest of five thousand dollars; yet

it afforded nothing but a shelter for my family. I might continue to pay

that rent for fifty years, without, at the end of that time, having

acquired the ownership of either a stone upon the chimney, or a shingle

in the roof. If the house rose in value, the rise would be to the

owner’s benefit, not to mine. It would really be injurious to me, as the

rise would lead him to demand an increase of his rent. But put the value

of the house into a farm, or even the half of it--the farm would have a

dwelling-house upon it, in which my family would find as good a shelter,

while the land, if cultivated as industriously as I had always

cultivated business, would belie the flood of evidence I had been

studying for many years, if it failed to yield to my efforts the returns

which it was manifestly returning to others. We could live contentedly

on a thousand dollars a year, and here we should have no landlord to

pay. My wife, in pinching times, has financiered us through the year on

several hundred less. I confess to having lived as well on the

diminished rations as I wanted to. Indeed, until one tries it for

himself, it is incredible what dignity there is in an old hat, what

virtue in a time-worn coat, and how savory the dinner-table can be made

without sirloin steaks or cranberry tarts.

Thus, let it be remembered, my views and aspirations had no tinge of

extravagance. My rule was moderation. The tortures of a city struggle

without capital, had sobered me down to being contented with a bare

competency. I might fail in some particulars at the outset, from

ignorance, but I was in the prime of life, strong, active, industrious,

and tractable, and what I did not know I could soon learn from others,

for farmers have no secrets. Then I had seen too much of the uncertainty

of banks and stocks, and ledger accounts, and promissory notes, to be

willing to invest any thing in either as a permanency. At best they are

fluctuating and uncertain, up to-day and down to-morrow. My great

preference had always been for land.

In looking around among my wide circle of city acquaintances, especially

among the older families, I could not fail to notice that most of them

had grown rich by the ownership of land. More than once had I seen the

values of all city property, improved and unimproved, apparently

disappear;--lots without purchasers, and houses without tenants, the

community so poor and panic-stricken that real estate became the merest

drug. Yesterday the collapse was caused by the destruction of the

National Bank; to-day it is the Tariff. Sheriffs played havoc with

houses and lands incumbered by mortgages, and lawyers fattened on the

rich harvest of fees inaugurated by a Bankrupt Law. But those who,

undismayed by the wreck around them, courageously held on to land, came

through in safety. The storm, having run its course and exhausted its

wrath, gave place to skies commercially serene, and real estate swung

back with an irrepressible momentum to its former value, only to keep on

advancing to one even greater.

I became convinced that safety lay in the ownership of land. In all my

inquiries both before leaving the city, as well as since, I rarely heard

of a farmer becoming insolvent. When I did, and was careful to ascertain

the cause, it turned out that he had either begun in debt, and was thus

hampered at the beginning, or had made bad bargains in speculations

outside of his calling, or wasted his means in riotous living, or had in

some way utterly neglected his business. If not made rich by heavy

crops, I could find none who had been made poor by bad ones.

The reader may look back over every monetary convulsion he may be able

to remember, and he will find that in all of them the agricultural

community came through with less disaster than any other interest. Wheat

grows and corn ripens though all the banks in the world may break, for

seed-time and harvest is one of the divine promises to man, never to be

broken, because of its divine origin. They grew and ripened before banks

were invented, and will continue to do so when banks and railroad bonds

shall have become obsolete.

Moreover, the earthly fund for whose acquisition we are all striving, we

naturally desire to make a permanent one. As we have worked for it, so

we trust that it will work for us and our children. Its value, whatever

that may be, depends on its perpetuity--the continuance of its

existence. A man seeks to earn what will support and serve not only

himself, but his posterity. He would naturally desire to have the estate

descend to children and grandchildren. This is one great object of his

toil. What, then, is the safest fund in which to invest, in this

country? What is the only fund which the experience of the last fifty

years has shown, with very few exceptions, would be absolutely safe as a

provision for heirs? How many men, within that period, assuming to act

as trustees for estates, have kept the trust fund invested in stocks,

and when distributing the principal among the heirs, have found that

most of it had vanished! Under corporate insolvency it had melted into

air. No prudent man, accepting such a trust, and guaranteeing its

integrity, would invest the fund in stocks.

Our country is filled with pecuniary wrecks from causes like this.

Thousands trust themselves during their lifetime, to manage this

description of property, confident of their caution and sagacity. With

close watching and good luck, they may be equal to the task; but the

question still occurs as to the probable duration of such a fund in

families. What is its safety when invested in the current stocks of the

country? and next, what is its safety in the hands of heirs? There are

no statistics showing the probable continuance of estates in land in

families, and of estates composed of personal property, such as stocks.

But every bank cashier will testify to one remarkable fact--that an heir

no sooner inherits stock in the bank than the first thing he generally

does is to sell and transfer it, and that such sale is most frequently

the first notice given of the holder’s death.

This preference for investment in real estate will doubtless be objected

to by the young and dashing business man. But lands, or a fund secured

by real estate, is unquestionably not only the highest security, but in

the hands of heirs it is the only one likely to survive a single

generation. Hence the wisdom of the common law, which neither permits

the guardian to sell the lands of his ward, nor even the court, in its

discretion, to grant authority for their sale, except upon sufficient

grounds shown,--as a necessity for raising a fund for the support and

education of the ward. Even a lord chancellor can only touch so sacred a

fund for this or similar reasons. The common law is wise on this

subject, as on most others. It is thus the experience and observation of

mankind that such a fund is the safest, and hence the provisions of the

law.

Those, therefore, who acquire personal property, acquire only what will

last about a generation, longer or shorter. Such property is quickly

converted into money--it perishes and is gone. But land is hedged round

with numerous guards which protect it from hasty spoliation. It is not

so easily transferred; it is not so secretly transferred; the law

enjoins deliberate formalities before it can be alienated, and often the

consent of various parties is necessary. When all other guards give way,

early memories of parental attachment to these ancestral acres, or

tender reminiscences of childhood, will come in to stay the spoliation

of the homestead, and make even the prodigal pause before giving up this

portion of his inheritance.

Throughout Europe a passion to become the owner of land is universal,

while the difficulty of gratifying it is infinitely greater than with

us. It is there enormously dear; here it is absurdly cheap. It is from

this universal passion that the vast annual immigration to this country

derives its mighty impulse. As it reaches our shores it spreads itself

over the country in search of cheap land. Many of the most flourishing

Western States have been built up by the astonishing influx of

immigrants. In England, every landowner is prompt to secure every

freehold near him, be it large or small, as it comes into market. Hence

the number of freeholders in that country is annually diminishing by

this process of absorption. This European passion for acquiring land is

strangely contrasted with the American passion for parting with it.

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