Why. sir. what Is the wonderful history of my country. of my State. if you please. almost the entire development of which I have seen within my brief lifetime? I drove over wild prairie Into Iowa. The prairie fires had been raging. The country was a waste of blackness beneath. and as the night came on and the rain fell. looking upon it from the stagecoach. It was the "seat of desolation. void of light." The land was worth from $1.25 to $3 an acre. and $10 was high. But immigration poured in from all the quarters of the world. Scandinavia sent her thousands and tens of thousands to us. and today it is a fencedin land. There is no wilderness left in It.
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