Evening Republican, Volume 23, Number 278, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 November 1920 — Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 [ADVERTISEMENT]

IS FAVORED LAND Western Canada Country of Great Possibilities. f i» Soil, Climate, and Weather Condition* All Factors in the Production of , Unrivaled Fruit, Vegetable* V and Flower* as WeH a* Grain. As recently as last mon tit—to be correct, it was the 18th of October, a time of year when one naturally looks for the “frost upon the punkin," and la inclined to wander through the woods In search of the ripened nuts, and admire the beautiful coloring* that the autumn atmosphere has bestowed upon the leaves; when one goes to his eioset, or maybe his pawnbroker, to And bls heavy clothing l —it was that I found myself the guest of a Western Canada housewife in her beautiful home on the outskirts of the pretty little town of Moosotnln, Saskatchewan. The dinner! That’s what Mrs. Wilde called It I should have termed It a banquet There were mallard duck, cooked to a turn, baked potatoes—and such big, mealy fellows they were, too —cauliflower—and say, did you ever taste one of those Western Canada cauliflower*—then dessert What waa the dessert ? I can see it now. Strawberries, strawberries that bad been picked that morning. Help yourself to the cream —and It was cream that Is cream. But what 1 wanted to write about was the strawberries picked on the 18th of October. As >1 ate, and turned my back while a second heli> Ing was placed in front of me, I could not but think bow this goes to refute the once accepted Idea that the climate of Western Canada Is such that the ripening of Vtrnwherries at any season is one at the things that might be looked upon' as next to impossible. Fortunately It is rapidly giving place to one which acknowledges that our sister nation to the north possesses a climate that makes It quite possible to develop and ripen strawberries even In October.

But there Is more to add. On October 14, just a few days previous, Mr. A. B. Smith, near the same town, plucked a splendid mess of green corn from his garden. Near Rocauvllle, Saskatchewan, wild raspberries were picked during the same week. The fact of ripening fruit at this date may seem of little moment, but when-you are told that corn did not suffer from any vagaries of weather, more attention may be paid to It The question of Western Canada’s climate is no longer the bugaboo it once was. and not so very long ago, either, when it caused thinking people to think, ano unquestionably prevented many from going to Canada who under other conditions would have gone. In various parts of this country, at different state and county fairs, the government of the Dominion of Canada, during the past few weeks, installed exhibits of the grains and grasses grown in Western Canada, and at the same time showed fruits and vegetables that were grown, there. None of these was placed In competition with the home-grown, article. But to judges and others there came the full understanding of what it would mean to the local exhibitor If they were. The Western Canadian—and many of the exhibits were grown by former Americans —does not lay claim to any special dispensation of intelligence In the matter of (he culture of the articles placed on exhibition, but willingly gives credit to the soil, the climate, and such other indigenous conditions as the country as a whole possesses, as being factors that bring about the largest yield- of the best of wheat, oats, barley, flax and rye, as well as vegetables. As Is pointed but by the gentlemen in charge of these exhibits, and quite evident to all, the possibilities of growing vegetables and grain such as are shown can only exist where conditions such as have been mentioned exist In speaking of eating fresh strawberries and green corn In the middle Of October I should not fall to refer to the beautiful bouquets that adorned the table, the sideboard, the window Mils, and almost every other available vacant place in the room. Flowers’—there were asters, phlox, gladioli, peonies, poppies, and I can’t reinember the names of them all, but they were there. Taken right from the garden, having a fragrance, that gave the room tropical colors, and tilled It with marvelously delightful perfumes. It was a very pretty sight Then I went out into the garden and took a photo of It It was dimply wonderful. I asked the good lady how she managed it She said she bad always been fond of flowers. In her old home. In ’one of the central states, she carried on- garden horticulture, gnd had been acknowl-1 edged successful. “But my!” she said, “I never got such bloom, and such a variety as I do here." She admitted It was a lot of work, the watering the weeding, the hoeing, but such work was a pleasure. Well, such Is some of the life In Western Canada, and as I left the farm home I concluded that much of our surrodndlngs are as we ourselves make them.—Advertisement