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there came the cry, " Oh, look at the cream ! '' There 

 was the precious cream running, streaming out as fast 

 as possible from the churn and an old rooster hurrying 

 off with the cloth-covered cork in his bill — selfishly 

 keeping it a safe distance from his following horde. 



If memory serves me rightly, the worst feature of 

 the dairy business was, some one had to be on hand 

 twice a day to milk the cows. 



We had muddy yards now and then which made 

 rubber boots necessary; keen cold weather sometimes, 

 which made warm clothing necessary; we made some 

 improvements, all of which cut into the profits some- 

 what — so we began to think of the cost of things. 

 Another lesson learned was, that a dollar had another 

 value besides what it would buy for us,that is, something 

 of what it cost to earn that dollar. We began to be 

 a little more saving in our purchases, bought fewer rib- 

 bons, gloves, feathers, etc. We kept ac ount with each- 

 other and were exacting to a cent. 



I believe if parents gave their boys and girls on the 

 farm an opportunity at a proper age to learn by prac- 

 tical experience something of the value of money, it 

 would save many a hard-earned dollar. Besides, the 

 knowledge itself is a good start in life for the boys and 

 girls. 



As children we were taught early to be considerate 

 of the dumb animals. In the dairy work we be- 

 came especially interested in the cattle, we found 

 they had much in common with human beings. They 

 have the five senses with some of them keener than 

 ours; they fear, rejoice and suffer pain; they respond 

 readily to kindness and as readily resent cruelty. To 

 man is given the power of reason, and I believe that 

 the man who is cruel to his dumb animals stands just 



