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But I soon made up my mind that a ranch was no place for me . Mrs. Bopp was scared to death of me and would n't let me sleep in the house . They fixed up the woodshed and made me sleep there . I had to get up at four o'clock and feed the horses , and milk cows , and carry the milk to the neighbours . They called it chores , but it kept me going all day . I chopped wood , and cleaned chicken houses , and weeded vegetables , and did most everything on the place . I never had any fun .