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the quiet of the spring day was broken by the noise and shouts in the fields belching smoke the great iron beast dropping its sharp blades into the soil took large bites into the soft belly of the earth warm and moist the soil yielded to the blades as the monster moved quickly forward leaving straight lines of soil like long ribbons behind following was yet another of the beasts smoothing the rows and carefully planting seeds into the long ribbons of soil the season of planting had begun and another year awaited for the time when the soil would give up the long awaited harvest of its crops the call of that grand lady welcoming all to our shores with her message: "bring me your hungry and tired, and we will care for them", was being answered America's feeding of the world's hungry had begun, and the great food basket of the country was about to be filled the first tender shoots began to appear - small and fragile at first - and then with the aid of a soft rain grew stronger and taller looking over the fields the long green ribbons of the manna of the soil - soybeans, corn, sugarcane and the once king of them all, cotton, now reduced to a lowly position due to cost and price - all were about to fill the breadbasket of the world the great crops of the South all in one of many fields spread out as far as the eye could see great green ribbons - swaying in the soft summer breeze majestically saying to the world that the time would soon be near to provide a filling of the baskets of the world another season, another planting, another feeding - the busy cycle had begun as had been done since the earliest days of the nation corn planter, bean puller, cane cutter and cotton picker of the world, the great smoke belching, iron monsters of the fields had begun their work. rest would not be an option until the work was done and the plates of the world filled with the products from these southern fields
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