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           Nearlyahundredpeoplehavetogooutandwanderontheroadsforyourthreedollarsaday.Isthatright?"

           Andthedriversaid,"Can’tthinkofthat.Gottothinkofmyownkids.Threedollarsaday,anditcomeseveryday.Timesarechanging,mister,don’tyouknow?Can’tmakealivingonthelandunlessyou’vegottwo,five,tenthousandacresandatractor.Croplandisn’tforlittleguyslikeusanymore.Youdon’tkickupahowlbecauseyoucan’tmakeFords,orbecauseyou’renotthetelephonecompany.Well,cropsarelikethatnow.Nothingtodoaboutit.Youtrytogetthreedollarsadaysomeplace.That’stheonlyway."

           Thetenantpondered."Funnythinghowitis.Ifamanownsalittleproperty,thatpropertyishim,it’spartofhim,andit’slikehim.Ifheownspropertyonlysohecanwalkonitandhandleitandbesadwhenitisn’tdoingwell,andfeelfinewhentherainfallsonit,thatpropertyishim,andsomewayhe’sbiggerbecauseheownsit.Evenifheisn’tsuccessfulhe’sbigwithhisproperty.Thatisso."

           Andthetenantponderedmore."Butletamangetpropertyhedoesn’tsee,orcan’ttaketimetogethisfingersin,orcan’tbetheretowalkonit—why,thenthepropertyistheman.Hecan’tdowhathewants,hecan’tthinkwhathewants.Thepropertyistheman,strongerthanheis.Andheissmall,notbig.Onlyhispossessionsarebigandhe’stheservantofhisproperty.Thatisso,too."

           Thedrivermunchedthebrandedpieandthrewthecrustaway.