Theze mithology men, and wimmin, work well enuff in poetry, whare a good deal ov lieing dont hurt the sense, but when you cum right down to korn in the ear, or oats in the bundle, all the gods and goddesses in the world, kant warrent a good crop.
It takes labor tew raize oats, and thrash them out, but ov all the lazy cusses that hav pestered the earth, since Adam waz a boy, the gods, and goddesses, hav always been too lazy to swet.
Enny being who haint never swet, dont kno what he iz worth.
I would like to see a whole parcell ov theze gods, and goddesses, in a harvest field, reaping lodged oats, in the month of August, they couldn’t earn their pepper-sass.
Oats are sold bi weight or mezzure, and are seldum (or perhaps i may say in confidence never) sold by count.
Eggs, and money, are counted out, but oats never.
It would be well for nu beginners to remember this, it would save them a good deal of time on every hundred bushels ov oats.
Time iz sed tew be the same az money, if this iz positively so, Methuseler died ritch.
Methuseler waz exackly 999 years old when he died, now multipli this bi 365, which would only be allowing him a dollar a day for hiz time, and yu will find just what he waz worth.
Oats are worth from 40, to 75 cents a bushel, ackording tew their price, and aint good for mutch, only tew tickle a hoss.