Christian Science -- Fiction; People with disabilities -- Fiction
"I can arouse no interest whatever among my relatives. They simply
think I am crazy. I even suggested to my uncle, Judge Fanshaw Lee, of
Charleston, the simple proposition of joining me in the purchase of a
stump-puller to clear his land for rice and cotton, but he wouldn’t do
it, and continues to plant in fields dotted with old stumps. But he will
rent it from me if _I_ buy one! So please order immediately the most
improved sort, and consign it to me at Enterprise, S.C.
"Even though I am a Southerner by blood, and anxious to improve the
country in general, and my relatives in particular, I work under
inconceivable difficulties. I sent my lawyer to one of the biggest
factors in Savannah, by the name of James Oldfield, to suggest a combine
to corner turpentine, offering to raise nine million dollars, if he and
his friends would raise one million. Legare reported that ’Oldfield’s
head hit the ceiling’ at the mere suggestion. But, upon being drawn
out, Oldfield admitted that twenty years ago he had entertained a
similar idea, although, of course, at that time not for the purpose of
introducing wood turpentine. But his ideas were on too narrow-gauge a
plan to admit the suggestion now. So we shall simply be obliged to do
it without him.
"It seems to me that, with the South in the mental attitude it now
holds, it will need some radical means, such as a turpentine corner, to
force Southern landowners to reinvest money in their own property. Many
a man is land poor with thousands of dollars’ worth of stumps and fallen
trees on his land which are suitable for wood turpentine. In order to
supply the demand, the orchard people are obliged each year to find two
million acres of virgin forest for their operations. After bleeding
these for three years, the lumber men then enter and cut the timber,
thus leaving millions of fallen trees and stumps, all of which are
suitable for our process. Now, it would take years to educate these
landowners in the process of extracting turpentine from this stumpage,
while a corner in orchard turpentine would, in three months, turn the
attention of half the chemists and inventors in the United States toward
bettering present processes and discovering new ones. Every newspaper
in the land would give this New Southern Industry millions of dollars’
worth of free advertising, and inside of ten years the whole South would
blossom as a rose.
"I have hinted at this before, but have not explained it because the
time was not ripe. Now, after six months of untiring investigation by
trustworthy agents, and after bitter personal experience, I find that no
help whatsoever can be expected from the South. Rather they will fight
us at every step, like children compelled to take medicine. Did you
ever see a health officer try to vaccinate a negro settlement on the
outbreak of a smallpox epidemic?
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