One of the best things in the world to be is a boy; it requires no experience,
though it needs some practice to be a good one.
The disadvantage of the position is that it does not last long enough;it is
soon over;just as you get used to being a boy, you have to be something eles
with a good deal more work to do and not half so much fun.And yet every boy
is anxious to be man ,and is very uneasy with the restrictions that are put
upon him as a boy, Good fun as it ia to yoke up the calves and play work,there
is not a boy on a farm but world rather drive a yoke of oxen ay real work.What
a glorious feeling it is, indeed,when a boy is for the first time given the long
whip and their side,swinging the long lash, and shonting'Gee,Buck!''Haw,Golden1'
'Whoa,Bright!'and all the rest of that remarkable language,until he is red in the
face,and all the neighbors for half a mile are aware that something unusual is
ging on.If i were a boy, I am not oxen than a birthday.
The proudest day of my life was one day when I rode on the neap of the cart,and
drove the oxen,all alone,with a laod of apples to the cider-mill.Iwas so little
,that it was a wonder that I didn/'t fall dff,and get under the broad wheels.
nothing could make a boy ,who cared anything for his appearance,feel flatter than
to be run over by the broad tire of a cart-wheel.But I never heardof one who was
and I don/'t remember that the oxen cared much about it.They sagged along in their
great clumsy way, switching their tails in my face.