It is the morning of Threshing Day, when the town gathers at the
DAVE College boy, ain’t you supposed to be up to the university by now?
WILL I’ve still got another week.
DAVE Uh huh. You sure those college hands can handle the work?
WILL I can keep up. Dave, tell me something, how you getting by with horses for the thresher?
DAVE Just fine, why?
WILL All the talk these days is gas or steam engines.
DAVE And the people that use them are crazy.
WILL Oh you think so?
DAVE I know so. You hear one of them engines mentioned – next thing you hear is how it caught on fire. Naw, I’ll stick with my horses. Eight teams, best in the county.
WILL But eight teams is a lot to feed. All an engine eats is wood or oil. And it doesn’t get tired.
DAVE Look here, you think all that college learning’s got you knowing better than me. You trying to make me
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