A SUMMER IN A CLOVER FIELD 13 



Looking down, the big steer noticed the anxious 

 look on Clover's face and, being of an amiable dis- 

 position, he cheerfully said: "I usually eat about 

 five hundred for breakfast and the same amount for 

 dinner in the evening, but always rest during the 

 middle of the day. You see when I nip off the top of 

 the clover stems, it makes it branch better, and 

 really improves it for next year. You remarked 

 about my size a moment ago," continued Prince. 

 "WeU, you are responsible for that, do you know 

 it? You see, Farmer Good buys the bone meal fer- 

 tilizer to get the phosphorus. This is put on the 

 land. When you are planted your roots take up the 

 phosphorus and I come along and nip you off, and 

 the phosphorus I get from you makes bone for me 

 to build on; therefore, the more clover I eat, the 

 better bone structiu'e I shall have. Then when the 

 cattle are sent to the packing houses the meat is sent 

 back to Farmer Good for his family, while the 

 bones are ground into more fertilizer to put on the 

 land, so that you clover plants can make a better 

 growth." 



"Funny how dependent on each other we are, isn't 

 it?" thoughtfully mused Clover. 



Just then Billy Bee came along and stopped to 

 rest on the horn of the big steer. 



