Word: harvestable
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Last week found Europe's peasants repairing machines, mending carts, sharpening scythes. In southern France, Italy, Russia, a decisive harvest began. A peasant army hundreds of thousands strong, strung out on a vast peaceful front from Siberia through France, was advancing by successive mobilizations as yellowing grainfields quickly ripened northward. To war-anxious Europe this peaceful mobilization meant a kind of armistice. For while peasants in uniform fight Europe's wars, they could hardly be set to fighting until they had got in the grain. And since even modern mechanized armies still travel on their stomachs, no nation...
...Sturdy French Algerian and Tunisian farmer in one of Rome's old granaries had their crops gathered, their barns bursting with a big wheat surplus before harvest began in France. There it was three weeks late because last autumn's freezes killed out 25% of the winter wheat which then had to be resown. Adequate snowfalls and spring rains helped, but the French wheat crop will be well under last year's, though ample for French needs even had 268,000,000 bushels not been carried over. The great French need was not wheat but field-hands...
...Italy all last week Benito Mussolini's self-flown, trimotored airplane zoomed down from the sky into the busy countryside as II Duce kept a weather eye on the vital 5,400,000-hectare wheat harvest now in full swing. High winds, heavy rains and floods in May kept the wheat crop close to last year's figure of 293,600,000 bushels though 4% more land was seeded. Quality was poor, too, and favorable weather would be needed even to equal official forecasts. Though in southern Italy recovery from rain and rust was quick, around Bologna...
...Very different were crops in Hungary where peasants were waiting to declare Peter-Paul Day, their traditional day of harvest. They expected to cut 96,000,000 bushels of wheat, 35,000,000 bushels of rye from Hungary's immensely fertile Alföld (plains). Well might Nazis, who take about 60% of Hungary's exported wheat, look pleased...
...lunch which she comes each day to prepare. At times Monk speaks as follows: "Can I devour you? Can I feed my life on yours, get all your life and richness into me, walk about with you inside me, breathe you into my lungs like harvest, absorb you, eat you, melt you, have you in my brain, my heart, my pulse, my blood forever . . ." and so on until the smell of burning food calls a halt...