"Half of us have no professions, and we haven't a trade.

They bring us up to take life easily, and then, when some accident pitches us out into the Colonies, it's rather a shock to discover that nobody seems to have any use for us.

As a matter of fact, I don't blame your sawmill bosses, your railroad men and your ranchers, considering that it takes several years to learn how to chop a tree, and that to keep pace with an average construction gang is a liberal education." Ida laughed.

The further they got away from the crisis now the better she would be pleased.
"I fancy there's still a notion in the old country that the well-brought-up young Englishman excels at anything he cares to undertake, even if it's only manual labor," she said.
"Oh, yes," laughed Weston, "I've heard it.

Let them keep such notions over yonder if it pleases them.