G& Cure for Winter 
so here on the farm; for here one has the full round 
of life’s chores, and here, on a professor’s salary, one 
may do all the chores himself. 
We may hire our praying and our thinking done 
for us and still live; but not our chores. They are to 
the life of the spirit what breathing and eating and 
sleeping are to the life of the body. Not to feed your 
own horse is to miss the finest joy of having a horse, 
— the friendship of the noble creature ; not to “pick 
up” the eggs yourself, nor hoe your own garden, nor 
play with your own boys! Why, what is the use of 
having boys if you are never going to be “it” again, 
if you are not to be a boy once more along with 
them! d 
There are some things, the making of our clothes, 
_ perhaps, that we must hire done for us. But clothes 
are not primitive and essential ; they are accidental, 
an adjunct, a necessary adjunct, it may be, but be- 
longing to a different category from children, gar- 
dens, domestic animals, and a domestic home. And 
yet, how much less cloth we should need, and what 
a saving, too, of life’s selvage, could we return to the 
spinning-wheel and loom as we go back to the farm 
and the daily chores! 
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