There you have it in a nutshell. Our organization was unique in that it was founded on a social club already well established. We elected for the company the same board which had so successfully governed the club. I was elected secretary-treasurer and accepted the duty because I knew I was in a better position to undertake the work than anyone else. We elected Holt as manager and he accepted the position in a like spirit, although he knew it would demand a great deal of time from him. We couldn’t have had a better man. He jumped into the office like one whose fortune depended upon the outcome. He began to make a thorough study of market conditions, and got into touch at once with two or three big commission men. He haunted the markets and asked as many questions as though he were a member of a congressional investigating committee. He studied the transportation problem, and as a result soon sprang a brand new idea on us which went a long way towards making that first season successful. He had nosed around the city and found a second-hand auto truck which could be bought at a bargain. Our town was on a state road which was kept in good condition and he figured that by using the truck, counting in depreciation, interest and running expenses, we could effect a freight reduction of over fifty per cent. by transporting our own produce. Furthermore, this would leave us independent of train schedules and free to ship early or late as might suit our convenience. He was so enthusiastic over the project that he offered to contribute towards its purchase the salary of six hundred dollars we had voted him. I mention this to show what a fine spirit this man Holt had. It’s the sort of spirit that would make a success of any reputable venture. I’m also glad to mention that the company for its part showed an equally fine spirit. The board recommended the purchase, and the stockholders to a man voted to accept the recommendation, but to a man voted not to accept Holt’s contribution. Now that’s the sort of feeling that lies at the basis of real coöperation. That’s the sort of feeling which the two previous winters had made possible. There wasn’t a man in the club who didn’t appreciate Holt’s efforts and want him to get a fair return for his work. That feeling was worth ten thousand dollars to the club. The next thing we did was to make a canvass of the club to find out how many men were able and willing to add to their live stock. It was urged that every Pioneer Club member should keep at least a few hens and a pig, and there was none who was not ready to accept this suggestion. “We oughtn’t to find a member of this club buying an egg or a fowl from this time on,” I said. “If by any chance a member does find it necessary he ought to buy of another member. It’s absurd for any live dweller in the country ever to spend his good money for such things. It’s more; it’s a disgrace.