great and, perhaps, increasing
host of problems to be investigated, and new realms in which knowledge
can be piled up for the benefit of those who wish to use it.

COL. VAN DUZEE: Mr. President, may I talk half a minute? I can't help
but feel that, perhaps, there may be some good brother or sister who may
have been over-impressed with the difficulties, who might have been
discouraged, who might have left this meeting, perhaps, and failed to
see what this meeting is for--to stimulate the planting of nut trees.
Notwithstanding the emphasis that has been put on all these things,
notwithstanding the difficulties and disappointments that we are all
laboring under at the present time, I feel that we have a wonderful
industry ahead of us. I can't see any reason in the world why we should
not go on within our means, wisely planting nut trees. It doesn't make
any difference if you are seventy-five or eighty years old, plant nut
trees, because they will be a constant pleasure to you, and, ultimately,
a benefit to some one else.

MR. LITTLEPAGE: Mr. President--

THE PRESIDENT: This is Mr. Littlepage, ladies and gentlemen. (Laughter.)

MR. LITTLEPAGE: That is a very important suggestion that you just made.
If you were to ask the average groceryman in Washington City whether he
wanted his son to go into the grocery business he would say no. If you
asked a lawyer if you should make a lawyer out of your son, if the
lawyer looks back over the drudgery and years of toil that it takes to
make a lawyer, he would undoubtedly hesitate to recommend it, and if you
asked a doctor or a college professor a similar question, they, no
doubt, would steer you clear away from a university. And so, Mr.
President, if you stand back on the difficulties in these things, there
would be not only no grocerymen, but no lawyers, no doctors, no
dentists, and, perhaps, nobody working for the government. (Laughter and
applause.)

THE PRESIDENT: I want to take the liberty of using thirty seconds in
this period of exhortation and confession to come in on the same strain.
After all, what is life for? How many of us want the thing that is dead
easy, and how many of us want the job with nothing to do? We all, in a
certain lazy mood, say we want something easy and want to rest, but if
there is anything on earth that a man shuns above all else it is that
little room with absolutely nothing to do, namely, a cell. When they
want to break a man they don't put him at