Manuscripts/Mixed Material [Looking Around with a Hay Farmer]
“The people that fool with cattle are the only ones who are doing any good. Frank, he got into the cow business pretty heavy this year. Looks like now he will do pretty well if he can get the hands to work. The rain rained all the first crop of hay. Seems like it never will get through raining; just a lot of showers, enough to ruin the hay every time he cuts any.
“Pa was a teacher in different parts of the county. He had been a student at the University. When his pa died, he got the old home place and lived there till he died. I thought I'd have a plenty when Pa died, but all I got after they got through clawing over it was 80 acres.
“I been living right here on the old place all my life, and that has been a good while now. I'm two years younger than my neighbor, Dr. McCain, but he don't never have nothing the matter with him. He stays as spry as ever.
“We have managed to get along somehow so far, but it looks like the Gover'ment is trying to ruin us all now.”
“What is it they are doing now?” I asked. He has a way of expecting any new government activity—county, State, or Federal—to ruin the farmers.
“Why, they are going to take all our hands away from us and put them to work on the big road. They are going to give them two
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