A Fireside Chat with D.A. Patterson of Maxton in the September, 1935,
the Carolina Co-operator
This month Mr. Mann is
visiting the home of D.A. Patterson, just 2 ½ miles south of Maxton. Mr.
Patterson, an elder in the First Presbyterian Church at Maxton and one of the
outstanding farmers of the State, comes from a long line of prominent people.
His brother, G.B. Patterson, represented the Sixth District in the U.S.
Congress from 1903 to 1907.
Mr. Mann—My, Mr. Patterson, it is certainly a joy to sit in
this comfortable chair and enjoy the beautiful sights around your lovely
plantation.
Mr. Patterson—Mr. Mann, I’m certainly glad to have you and
Mr. McRae come out and see me—you know it gets lonely out here sometimes for an
old bachelor.
Mr. Mann—This is the old home-place, isn’t it?
Mr. Patterson—Yes, I was born here and some parts of the
farm came into possession of the family thr0ugh a grant, and the home-place
here is well over 100 years old—of course, I do not mean that I’ve been living
here 100 years myself.
Mr. Mann—No, Mr. Patterson, no one would ever take you for a
centenarian. You have certainly taken good care of yourself and you make some
of us married men like Mr. McRae and me think that it’s not so bad to be a
bachelor after all.
You used to produce around 300 bales of cotton a year,
didn’t you, Mr. Patterson?
Mr. Patterson—Yes, we used to plant over 300 acres, but long
before the government began forcing reduction I began to reduce and my
allotment is now only a little over 100 acres.
Mr. Mann—If others throughout the cotton belt had done what
you did we would have no need for the Triple-A, would we?
Mr. Patterson—No Sir-ree, and I tell you, Mr. Mann, if every
farmer believed in improving the quality and believed in cooperation as much as
I do and would practice it as I have tried to practice it, it wouldn’t be
necessary to force farmers to reduce.
Mr. Mann—I know from the records, Mr. Patterson, that you
are one of the charter members of the Cotton Association.
Mr. Patterson—Yes, sir, just as soon as the plan was
explained to me I signed a contract and I have not only delivered my cotton and
feel that I have benefitted by so doing, but have also attended every co-op
meeting in my county when I was physically able to do so.
Mr. Mann—Then you are not sorry that you have stuck
faithfully to the association through these years?
Mr. Patterson—No, Sir-ee—I would do it again, and I’m just
as faithful now as I was the day I joined.
Mr. Mann—I notice that you have your own private gin—do you
gin cotton for others?
Mr. Patterson—No, I only gin my own cotton. If feel it pays
me to do this for then I can keep my seed pure while if I were to gin cotton
for others this would be impossible.
Mr. Mann—Mr. McRae was telling me that you raise wheat on
your farm.
Mr. Patterson—Yes, I feel that I’ve done right well with
wheat. I make my own flour and eat my own meat.
Mr. Mann—And it looks from that garden over there that you
have enough vegetables to supply a family 10 times the size of yours, and I do
not recall ever having seen a more attractive spot for a garden. That old
picket fence is most unusual.
Mr. Patterson—Yes, when you came I was down buying some
collard plants—and there is one thing I’m going to have as long as I have
anything and that is plenty of fresh vegetables.
Mr. Mann—I want to leave with you, Mr. Patterson, this
little folder describing the new pool known as the “re-purchase pool.” Through
this pool you can deliver your cotton, receive the usual advance if you want to
draw the money and after your cotton has been graded you will be mailed the
statement of weight and grade. When you get ready to sell your cotton you can
ask the association for a price, and you can then take your advice of weight
and grade to your cotton buyer or cotton mill and if either of these can offer
you more than the association has offered you, you can re-purchase your cotton
and sell it locally.
Mr. Patterson—Well, Mr. Mann, it looks as if the association
has gone the whole way. This plan certainly should give every farmer the opportunity
of knowing exactly what he has and also should enable him to know just as much
about what he is selling as the cotton man knows about what he is buying.
Mr. Mann—That is exactly what we want to do, Mr. Patterson,
for after all the main purpose of cooperative marketing is to help the farmer
get the highest price for his cotton and the only way he can get it is to know
exactly what his cotton grades and staples and to know the price that the mills
of the State are offering for cotton of this grade and staple—and if from now
on any farmers sells his cotton without this knowledge it will be his own
fault.
Mr. Patterson—How are the prospects this year, Mr. Mann?
Mr. Mann—Fine, Mr. Patterson. We have already received some
1935 cotton and I’m out right now making arrangements so that we can
efficiently handle the crop. Our office force is working night and day getting
out tags and I’m being kept on the run, too—which reminds me, I’d better be
driving.
It was very nice seeing you, Mr. Patterson, and whenever you
are in Raleigh I want you to come by and see me.
Mr. Patterson—I’ll do that, all right, Mr. Mann. And I’ll be
seeing you soon, too, Mr. McRae.
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