I THE PASSING OF THE HAY- 1 SEED." I Ten years ago, the word "Hayseed" was prominent in our vocabulary, now it is obsolete. A lot of other things that went with it at that time arc gone now, too. The Farmer is still caricatured cari-catured by a few cartoonists, who have less sense than they arc given credit for, if you can imagine such a condition, as the old fashioned chap with lots of chin growth andl oxfords that reach to his knees, with his trousers trous-ers tucked in their tops. But after all, we do not know but that that is a tribute. When wc consider that the . caricature of the farmer is drawn by the ordinary cartoonist, needs only the high hat and the striped trousers to make him one and the same with the world-wide accepted caricature of our grand old Uncle Sam, wc say wc do not know but that after all it is something of a tribute. The last twenty years has brushed the hayseed hay-seed from the hair of the farmer, has taken his boots off and' placed on his vocation the dignity of a profession. The farmer would not come to the Icity, the city has gone to the farmer. They have sent him the telephone, the electric light, hot and cold water facilities, fa-cilities, everything now that the most fastidious city man could desire, can now be found in our suburban districts. dis-tricts. The farmer repayed the -city for its trouble Iby coming into town long enough to buy up the banks and mercantile enterprises. Everything in the country fell into line and even the suburban scenery has taken on a city look. The writer was driving through the other day and noted the evidences of this everywhere, Honestly Hon-estly the telephone poles all over our State at the present time arc wearing glasses.