I left my home at ten years of age, and served an apprenticeship of eleven years, receiving a month's schooling each year, and, at the end of eleven years of hard work, a yoke of oxen and six sheep, which brought me eighty-four dollars.

I never spent the sum of one dollar for pleasure, counting every penny from the time I was born till I was twenty-one years of age.

I know what it is to travel weary miles and ask my fellow-men to give me leave to toil.

* * * In the first month after I was twenty-one years of age, I went into the woods, drove a team, and cut mill-logs.

I rose in the morning before daylight and worked hard till after dark, and received the magnificent sum of six dollars for the month's work! Each of these dollars looked as large to me as the moon looks to-night." "Many a farmer's son," says Thurlow Weed, "has found the best opportunities for mental improvement in his intervals of leisure while tending 'sap-bush.' Such, at any rate, was my own experience.