tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2693775542020483450.post3472342195862928601..comments2024-03-28T18:12:54.222-04:00Comments on Progress is fine, but it's gone on for too long.: Scythe Song, 1895Mister Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17663484841011868779noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2693775542020483450.post-21968598399572990442017-05-08T14:10:44.561-04:002017-05-08T14:10:44.561-04:00I wonder how many acres per day a guy could cut wi...I wonder how many acres per day a guy could cut with one of those awful things. I expect there were regular and frequent breaks to keep the tool sharp.<br /> Me, I'd rather listen to the chatter of a sickle mower. :-)Mister Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17663484841011868779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2693775542020483450.post-54145164523391893802017-05-08T13:55:07.497-04:002017-05-08T13:55:07.497-04:00It must have taken some kind of upper-body strengt...It must have taken some kind of upper-body strength to wield that fourfinger cradle model for the duration of a work shift. One ponders it in awe.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com