R. D. 1, Kearney, Missouri
He gets the rooster up to do his morning crowing; he pulls aside the shades of night to wake the early dawn; he mows the lawn and robs the bees, and beats the rabbit to the peas, and reads the news while his good wife prepares the breakfast coffee. And then there are the spuds to spray, the corn to plant, and clover hay to rake and bale, and cows to pail for cream to pay the mortgage.
His city cousins come to call, then settle down for summer: two aunts and uncles from New York add to the situation. The farmer hustles more and more then naps from from 1 A. M. to 4, to brace his constitution. E. F.