"'There are too many lawyers. We don't need any more. They're
devourin' our substance.'

"'What do you suggest?'

"'Be a real man. We're on the verge of a social revolution. Boys
have been leaving the farms an' going into the cities to be grand
folks. The result is we have too many grand folks an' too few real
folks. The tide has turned. Get aboard.'

"'I don't understand you.'

"'America needs wheat an' corn an' potatoes more than it needs
arguments an' theories.'

"'Would you have me be a farmer?' he asked, in surprise.

"'A farmer!' I says. 'It's a new business--an exact science these
days. Think o' the high prices an' the cheap land with its
productiveness more than doubled by modern methods. The country is
longing for big, brainy men to work its idle land. Soon we shall
not produce enough for our own needs.'

"'But I'm too well educated to be a farmer,' says he.

"'Pardon me,' I says. 'The land 'll soak up all the education
you've got an' yell for more. Its great need is education. We've
been sending the smart boys to the city an' keeping the fools on
the farm. We've put everything on the farm but brains. That's
what's the matter with the farm.'