The strawberry crop can be grown, picked and marketed almost entirely with student labor. We have to hire a little outside help during the picking season. This is both a pleasant and profitable industry. We can begin shipping about April 10, or earlier, according to the season. Chicago is our market. The garden is a great help in supplying our table, and in any of our schools we ought to be able to cultivate a garden for the family with student labor with good results. But gardening for profit must be _taught_, and requires skill and means. Four years ago we ventured to purchase a little thoroughbred Ayrshire and grade Jersey stock. We had no appropriation for such purchases, but felt that we must make a beginning. We needed the milk to use. We had land and must utilize it. The scholars needed to be taught the value of good cows. We have not only awakened interest in the minds of the students, in the matter of stock-raising, but also in the minds of some of the old planters about us. The general housework and the work in the laundry and sewing-room have been well managed under the oversight of our matron and others, but in these, as in other departments already mentioned, the returns seem slight when compared with the expense of sustaining the labor. If we look at some of the difficulties, we shall perhaps feel more forcibly the absolute need of sustaining industrial schools. The people know nothing in the line of general farmwork, except the culture of corn and cotton in the old way. They know nothing of the value of rotation in crops, underdraining, fertilizing, etc. They know nothing of the use and care of improved implements. There has been no sense of responsibility developed in them. They break tools, misplace them, lose them. A new set of hands use the tools and teams each day of the week. In a jolly, good-natured way, time is killed, and but little is accomplished. These faults must be corrected. This takes time and patience. Meanwhile the leakage and breakage and drainage is _costing_. In the strawberry field we have not the advantage of skilled pickers and packers, but must put new hands in the field each year. In the garden, the boys want to use the big cotton hoes, and cut and slash as they do in the field, and so they tear up the tomatoes and root up the rutabagas, and cut up the cabbages. Many of the boys have never had a fork or a rake in their hands. They know how to “gear up” a mule to plow, but would be utterly lost if they should undertake to put a decent harness on a horse and hitch him into a wagon.