A. Stewart MacDonald D.F.C., MD. C..M. the fences in the fall. We always killed a lamb in the fall at digging time - there were good meals with fresh mutton and new potatoes with lots of butter, and bread - I can still taste the delicious fresh biscuits made from the drippings of the meat, as lambs were quite fat in the fall. I left teaching and the farm when I was 28 years old, to work as a machine fitter, and two years later in the Air Force. I never returned to farming again, other than cutting and gathering hay to feed the stock my father kept in his later years. I felt that I got my fill of farms when I was far too young. I remember when I was 13 years of age, I felt like a grownup man, as I weighed about 120 lbs. and never gained more than 30 lbs. for the next 25 years. I felt much stronger at that time of my life, and I was able to throw 200 lbs. of lime or potatoes up on a cart which was over three feet high, as well as I can carry a 10 lb. bag of potatoes into the house from the car today. The only heavy and hard work I did since then, was for a short time working for Frontier College on the railroad. Ihad ploughed and cropped many acres of land during my earlier years, and I still think of the heavy work on the farm, as I hold a pencil or hold a pound or so of a retractor in the operating room, even when some of the doctors ask me, ”Are you getting tired?” Farming was not only hard work, but there was very little cash in return for the work. The winter seasons are so long that it takes the farmer much of his time getting food for the animals, during the relatively short growing season. I understand that farms have decreased about 50 per cent in the last few years. The cost of machinery has driven the small farmers to the overcrowded cities. It often irks me when the 10 per cent of the lower workers, who never pay a cent of Income Tax and get so many handouts from the government, are griping at the 3