The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-07-31
RYOUR CHILDREN
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When Mark went to the farm on Inc first of July, he was pale and fhin. That final on Latin had him down. Latin had always been hard for him, but the rest of his studies were easy. He did his math with his left hand almost; high-school chemistry was mere 'puddin' and physics and history q walk-away.
 He was to be a doctor, and 1t was thought best. for him to have Latin. He despised that and let it slide whenever he could. He'd 2onied for exams and just pulled through, but it had taken the fire company plus the police force to get him at it those hot nights in June,
 This was why he was sent to Uncle Eds farm for the summer. Both parents were worried. He hadn't eaten well, had lost pounds and his eyes looked sunken. Yes, the farm was just the thing, so here he was.
 When he helped with the hay 1t made him very tired at first. His uncle insisted on him resting, but he wouldn't. So thrilled was he that he worked until he drop ped exhausted into bed each night.
 Johnny On -the-Spot
 Each morning he was up early and out. He couldn't get enough of the wide fields and free clear sky. The smell of growing things was in his very soul. His eyes frightened and his skin tanned by the day. The tired feeling went, and he ate enough for three people. Finally, the hay was in. And the sun shone and the wind blew and the rain fell and before you knew it the wheat was ripe.
 Mark was strong now, but he didn't get up quite so early. When he went out he didn't notice the dew on the clover any more. The sky was just sky and the field of wheat looked almost too big. But he worked with a will, stacked up the sheaves into shocks the way he was shown and no one could cal him lazy. He stayed on be- cause 1t was written that he re- main for the summer. Then the oats grew golden and rustled as they bent in the breeze. Time now to garner the crop.
 Stacking of Interest
 Mark had to be called twice each morning. He drove the cut ter himself now, but a look at the wincs ows would have told a child that 1t was careless work. Instead of straight lines there were waves and here and there thin fringes of grain still stood untouched.
 Mark" said Uncle Ed one even- ing, T am glad you are better! Never saw anyone pick up so quick. But you don't eat as you should, and you have a sort of worried look, like it was when you came. It's the same work, the same food, the same people and place. What's wrong?"
 Why nothing, Uncle Ed. I'm having a swell time."
 Look here, young fellow. I think I'm going to talk to you. l think know your trouble. You are what I call an interested worker When you have to work at something that doesn't interest you, or that you're tired of, you go to pieces. It even makes you sick.
 Take Good With Had
 4oull work like a horse at something until the novelty wears on. then you're through. You work at things you like, but if you don't just love thing, it gets you. If it's hard, it gets you, too. You aren't a born worker. You're a pick-and-choose worker. That won't get you anywhere if you want to be doctor. You've got to. learn to take the good with the bad and pitch right in"
 No one had held up Mark to himself before. He knew his unce was right. He went back to school determined to dig under that Latin and not be so miserable about it. Next year he would show them. Face 1t. that was the word, and stop being a baby.