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...first crop in is oats. Oats cannot tolerate hot weather. As fast as the ground dries in March, it must be ploughed-usually in a race between rains. Up at 4 or half-past, Dale Kuester turns on the lights of his Massey-Harris "101" Senior tractor, rockets out to the gang plough and buzzes off for a working day that often ends, as it began, in darkness. Last March Dale Kuester ploughed 20 acres of oat land in 18 hours-something like making a 500-mile automobile trip in ten hours. By the second week in April the Kuesters...
After corn-cultivating comes hay harvest and oat harvest (oats are threshed). Corn harvest begins in October with a mechanical picker owned in common by Dale and two of Gus's brothers. The Kuesters heave the corn from the first ripe field into Gus's barnlike crib, the next field into Dale's, and turn & turn about until the job is done. It is usually done in time for the strenuous work of loading the first finished pigs for market...
...about 1520 people will be aboard Don Brown's hay-carriers as they head for Norumbega. The trip, Braz Pryor claims, will be inspiring because of its patriotic flavor--no gasoline, no rubber, no canned goods--and if Cowie has its way, no horses. Oh well, I'd sooner oat 'em than ride 'em. All itinerary of the route--both to the Park and to the wagons will be available upon request. Please see Brother Jaffa. The first hayburner will start on the historic journey at 5 o'clock sharp. In case of precipitation all cash will be refunded...
Before he joined the air corps two years ago, Dicks Bong helped his father with oat and potato crops at Poplar, Wis. (pop. 462). His first combat was in the Buna battle of Dec. 27, when he twice rang the bell with a Zero and a dive-bomber. During the smashing of the Lae convoy in early January he nailed three Zeros. He got another in the Bismarck Sea battle...
...rejoicing and backbreaking work. Well before sunup the Liebers were out in the barn, snapping the stanchions on their Holsteins, switching on the 20-year-old milking machine. They paused briefly for a hearty farm breakfast on the cool screened porch. Then the Liebers went out to the oat fields, father on the tractor, 14-year-old Wayne on the binder. They tussled with the Mexican fireweed that had got into the oats, stopped to oil the binder, took a swig from the canvas water jug, worked...