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HACK TO THE LAND

In the spring, when weather’s charming. I conceive a zest ior farming, And I think it would be something pretty grand To engage in cultivation, As a means of recreation, And a-wav of adding value to the land. Oh,‘l’d love to dig tomatoes And to gather the potatoes, As they hang in noble clusters from the trees, And to milk the milk-weed gaily; These are things I long for dailyTliere is naught like simple pleasures such as these. On my acres clover-sconted, V could live and be contented, With an egg-plant laying breakfast every day; Far from city worries petty, I would plant and_ raise spaghetti In the very latest scientific way! Then I’d make a lot of money, Selling sewing wax and honey, Which were furnished by my faithful little bee; Yes, I’d live the life of Riley, And esteem it very highly— Just like all the other farmers that I see! —-Berton Braley.

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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 23 December 1922, Page 7

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HACK TO THE LAND Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 23 December 1922, Page 7

HACK TO THE LAND Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 23 December 1922, Page 7