CHAPTER VI 



Some Sins of Nature 



Where else on earth is the general cussed- 

 ness of things so vividly displayed as on a 

 farm? The farm is the great School of Life, 

 and no man's early education is fairly begun 

 until he has taken a course on it. 



I tried to keep out of farming when I 

 bought my country home. An early train- 

 ing behind the plough was my inheritance as 

 a boy. 



I knew it was not all poetry. 



The estate was in the hands of executors 

 for sale as a whole. In vain I pleaded for the 

 lawn and garden and fifty acres to tinker 

 with. The price fixed for the house and lawn 

 and fifty acres was just as large as for the 

 whole place of five hundred acres. I didn't 



