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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell: cotton, and what will we do then? What'll become of country folks?
Town folks can manage somehow. They've always managed. But we
country folks will go back a hundred years like the pioneers who
had little cabins and just scratched a few acres--and barely
existed.
"No--" she thought grimly, "Tara isn't going to be like that. Not
even if I have to plow myself. This whole section, this whole
state can go back to woods if it wants to, but I won't let Tara go.
And I don't intend to waste my money on tombstones or my time
crying about the war. We can make out somehow. I know we could
make out somehow if the men weren't all dead. Losing the darkies
 Gone With the Wind |