Life became hell of an Indian Farmers
The poor agriculturists without a homestead carry on with a hopeless life. They chip away at day by day compensation on the ranches of others. Their wages are too low. They have a place with the class of the less wealthy, in spite of the fact that they are the very spine of our horticulture. They have a modest bunch of kids and a bagful of obligations. They are the most exceedingly awful casualties of our general public.
How miserable! Our feeders pass on for need of sustenance!
These agriculturists resemble seeds that decay themselves to give products of the soil to others.