A Farmer's Note Book; By C.E.D. Phelps

A Farmer's Note Book; By C.E.D. Phelps

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1912 edition. Excerpt: ... reflect what this crop of water blisters indicates. When the Romans degenerated they also built baths, some of whose ruins remain unto this day. Who has not wondered at the Baths of Caracalla? But was Caracalla an exemplary person? It is true that the Roman baths were patterned after--or before--our department stores, true also that our bath-rooms are on the lines of the Roman cubicular dormitories, but the dropsical condition it denotes makes national dissolution seem perilously near. August 10. The thrashers came early this morning, and we, having risen at five, were ready for them. Beside the two operators of the machine, our gang consisted of S. aged 62, V. aged 59, P. aged 54, K. aged 40, L and an unknown Italian about 30, and F. aged 16. It will be observed that most of us would not have been subject to conscription. One man tends the engine, one feeds the thrasher, one measures and removes the grain. One man sits close above the feeder cutting the bands and pitching sheaves down "n the table, to fetch the sheaves to this last, two, or three take away the straw. The wheat, about forty bushels, was soon run off. Then a light shower stopped work for half an hour or so, but it passed, and we began on the oats. This was harder work, as they lay loose, and some of them had to be dragged from the other end of the barn. The feeder, wearing a mask to keep his eyes and throat from the acrid dust, receives the armfuls of grain, and switching them right and left on the table, constantly thrusts them into the thrasher's maw. The machine sends forth a constant loud hum, like a bee of Brobdignag, occasionally rising to a shrill scream of indignation if the supply intermits for a moment, from its side spouts a thin jet of grain, and from its...show more

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  • Paperback
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 136g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236809416
  • 9781236809414