THE ATMOSPHERE OF THE HARVEST FIELD.
To those who have ever worked in a wheat field, it is not difficult to arouse poetic fancy in recalling the scene. The golden straw seems freighted with the fragrance of rich autumn. The scorching rays of noonday sun and the refreshing shade of the shock where the water jug nestles; the buzz of the reaper in its te deum of praise; the prickling stubble and fleeing gopher; the birds circling on wing in their playful spirit; the typical harv...
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