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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: Mrs. Harling came out and sat down among us. `Could you throw the wheat
into the bin yourself, Tony?' She knew what heavy work it was.
`Yes, ma'm, I did. I could shovel just as fast as that fat Andern
boy that drove the other wagon. One day it was just awful hot.
When we got back to the field from dinner, we took things kind
of easy. The men put in the horses and got the machine going,
and Ole Iverson was up on the deck, cutting bands. I was sitting
against a straw-stack, trying to get some shade. My wagon wasn't
going out first, and somehow I felt the heat awful that day.
The sun was so hot like it was going to burn the world up.
After a while I see a man coming across the stubble,
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