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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: `"Oh, cattle," he says, "you'll all take care of your cattle!
Ain't you got no beer here?" I told him he'd have to go to the Bohemians
for beer; the Norwegians didn't have none when they threshed.
"My God!" he says, "so it's Norwegians now, is it? I thought
this was Americy."
`Then he goes up to the machine and yells out to Ole Iverson,
"Hello, partner, let me up there. I can cut bands, and I'm
tired of trampin'. I won't go no farther."
`I tried to make signs to Ole, 'cause I thought that
man was crazy and might get the machine stopped up.
But Ole, he was glad to get down out of the sun and chaff--
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