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They would show you how , and then they would see that you did your share of work . `` You would hustle for about four hours , and you would be so hungry it would n't be safe for a dog to come around you , and you would drink warm water out of a jug till your stomach ached , and you would wonder if it was not almost supper time , and if you looked at your watch you would find it was only about 9 o'clock in the morning , with three more solid hours of work before dinner time . When the horn blew for dinner you would just be able to climb on one of the horses to ride to the house , and the harness would take the skin off your elbows . When you got to the house you would want to lay down and die , but you would have to pull water up in buckets to water the horses , and go up in the hay mow and throw down hay and carry oats to them , and when you went in to dinner you would feel as though you could eat a ten course banquet , but you would find that it was washing day , and they did n't do any cooking , and you would eat a bowl of bread and milk , and chew about a bushel of young onions , and when you were filled up and wanted to lie down and go to sleep , and die , the old man would tell you to hustle out and hitch up that team , and you would be so lame you could n't ride on top of a hard farm harness , and you would walk to the field , your heavy shoes wearing the skin off your ankles , and the old machine would begin to stutter and rattle , and you would go to work binding bundles at 1 o'clock and work till dark , because it looked as though it was going to rain , and when you got the chores done , milked the cows , bedded down the horses , carried in wood to the kitchen and a few things like that , and they told you supper was ready , you would say you would rather go to bed than eat , and you would go up in the attic and fall on the bed , and go to sleep and dream of your Uncle Ike . Do you know where I would find you next ? You would come into town on an early freight train Tuesday morning , and show up about breakfast time , and you would hunt the bathtub , and if any man ever talked farming to you again , you would be sassy to him . No , boy , the city man or boy is not intended for a farmer , but the farmer boy is intended for the city , when he gets enough of the farm .