text:  In short suppose that the season of incessant labour arrives and finds you unprepared to go along with it --and what are the consequences? Every creature about you man woman and beast are then toiled beyond endurance every day not to _keep up_ work which is a lightsome task but to _make up_ work which is a toilsome task but which you said you could easily do when you were idling your time in a season you consider of little value; and after all this toil is bestowed in vain to obtain the end you wish namely to prepare your crop _in due season_