And he did find it there. But his journey was 

 well marked with the ups and downs of ex- 

 perience. To point out the ruts that Turner struck 

 on his road to contentment and a comfortable 



livelihood is the object of this brief monograph. 

 * * * 



Turner bought a farm in Minnesota. It was 

 just "land", flat as a pancake, without buildings — 

 without even a fence to mark its boundaries. So he 

 built himself a house, a barn, a number of other 

 out-houses and fenced in the tract. When he came 

 to figure up he wondered where all his money went. 



Then came his live stock, all pure bred and of 

 the best known strains. And as Turner knew noth- 

 ing about stock-raising a couple of hired men came 

 with the stock to look after it. Seeding time was 

 at hand and a force of men was put to work 

 planting grain — just planting, here and there and 

 everywhere, without rhyme or reason. Turner 

 thought it was a simple matter of putting in the 

 c>eed and taking out the profit — just as easy as 

 buying and selling had been to him in business. 

 Business experience helps in farming, but without 

 farming experience it's hard to get returns from 

 the farm. 



He noticed, too, that his neighbors were not 

 very neighborly. Because of his high-handed way 



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