The success of this bureau comes from having at the head of it the right man with the right view of what a farm bureau should do.  Manager Peet sees to it that the organization works with the local chamber of commerce—­the one in Lockport has 700 members—­which antedates the farm bureau and which always has supported the bureau.  Peet’s policy has been to keep the bureau not only before the farmers but before the city people as well.

The “live-wire” committee of the Lockport chamber, composed of lawyers, doctors, bankers, merchants, and the like, has made Manager Peet an ex-officio member.  The Niagara Falls and Tonawanda Chambers of Commerce get together with the Lockport chamber and the farm bureau and talk over problems of inter-county importance.  These conferences have worked out a unified plan for road development, for instance.  The Niagara Farm Bureau helped the Niagara Falls city administration to secure the services of a Federal market inspector.  In this way all rivalry between different sections and towns in Niagara County is freed of friction.

About the only criticism I heard against the farm bureau of Niagara County was that Peet was the wrong man.  The farmers want a man who will stay manager.  But some of the best members hinted that Peet will not stay because he’s just a bit too efficient.  They seem to fear that some business corporation is going to get him away.  And when you look over the record of his work as organizer and executive, you must admit there’s something in this.

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(Detroit News)

Four half-tone illustrations: 
  1.  The Settling Basin at the Water Works.
  2.  Interior of the Tunnel Through which the Water is Pumped.
  3.  Where Detroit’s Water Comes From.
  4.  Water Rushing into the Settling Basin.

GUARDING A CITY’S WATER SUPPLY

HOW THE CITY CHEMIST WATCHES FOR THE APPEARANCE OF DEADLY BACILLI; WATER
MADE PURE BY CHEMICALS

BY HENRY J. RICHMOND

“COLON.”  The city chemist spoke the one significant word as he set down the test tube into which he had been gazing intently.  The next morning the front page of all the city papers displayed the warning, “Citizens should boil the drinking water.”

Every morning, as the first task of the day, the city chemist uncorks a curious little crooked tube containing a few spoonsful of very ordinary bouillon, akin to that which you might grab at the quick lunch, but which has been treated by the admixture of a chemical.  This tube begins in a bulb which holds the fluid and terminates in an upturned crook sealed at the end.  Into this interesting little piece of apparatus, the chemist pours a small quantity of the city drinking water, and he then puts the whole into an incubator where it is kept at a temperature favorable to the reactions which are expected if the water is contaminated.