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we could give it. That means that we would 

 sell nothing but farm-fed animals or animal 

 products. To the limit, every direct product 

 of the soil and every by-product of our feeding 

 would remain strictly at home. 



There, we said, was a working plan that 

 ought really to work. It took us two good 

 years to evolve it, to convince ourselves that it 

 was right, that it was consistent with good 

 sense and with itself, and that in our particular 

 case, considering everything, it gave fair rea- 

 son to expect success. We weren't doubtful 

 of success, you understand; we were bound 

 we'd succeed with the farm somehow ; the open 

 question had been whether this plan was the 

 best we could fix upon for insuring success. 



I think we had done mighty well through 

 those first two years in not running foul of any 

 of those rainbow enthusiasms you can hardly 

 call them ideas which so often allure the in- 

 experienced townsman upon finding himself 

 suddenly possessed of a bit of land. You 

 know what I mean the visions of quick and 

 vast riches to be achieved on a fraction of an 

 acre devoted to growing zim-zim, or go-goo, or 

 some other of those marvels of the soil. We 

 hadn't been even tempted that way. 



