MY FARM OF EDGEWOOD 



"Albuminoids— name given to flesh produc- 

 ers, in distinction from oily food." 



"Oh,— never used 'em. Much of a feed? 

 (G'lang, Buck!)" 



"They are constituent parts of a good many 

 varieties of food; but they go only to make 

 muscle; it is n't desirable you know to lay on 

 too much fatty matter." 



"Heh!— keep off the fat, do they? (Gee, 

 Bright!) Dum poor feed, then, in my opin- 

 ion." 



By this time the end of the furrow is reached, 

 and the scientific gentleman walks pensively 

 toward the fence, where Nathan's dog that has 

 been sleeping under a tree, wakes up, sniffs 

 sharply at the bottom of the stranger's trousers 

 —meditating such hydraulic comment as pushes 

 the man of science into active retreat. 



I have written thus much, in this vein, to 

 show the defensible position of many of the 

 old style farmers, crusted over with their preju- 

 dices—many of them well based, it must be 

 admitted— and armed with an inextinguishable 

 shrewdness. The only way to prick through 

 the rind is to show them a big crop grown at 

 small cost, and an orderly and profitable 

 method, gradually out-ranking their slatternly 

 husbandry. Nor can I omit to say in this 



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