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Such is a race which has long had a foothold in this land, and which these vagrant immigrants shall never displace.

TRANSCENDENTAL FARMING

What have I to do with plows? I cut an other furrow than you see. Where the off ox treads, there is it not; it is farther off; where the nigh ox walks, it will not be; it is nigher still. If corn fails, my crop fails not. What of drought, what of rain!

Buy a farm? Buy a broom! What have I to pay for a farm with, that a farmer will take?—

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