THE harvest of grain is on. The time for the bringing in 

 of the sheaves is here and the farmers of Minnesota are 

 reaping. Reports from over the state indicate that the 

 harvest is a bountiful one and that once more those who live 

 on the farms have much to be thankful for. 



In the southern, western and northwestern portions of the 

 state men of the fields are gathering the crops. In every sec- 

 tion there are some who are gathering more bushels of grain 

 to the acre than their neighbors. In every county there are 

 those who seem to be more blessed than others. Some there 

 are who seem never to come up to the mark set by their more 

 fortunate neighbors. 



As the days go on and the grain is all threshed and sold, 

 these less fortunate farmers may well wonder why their fields 

 do not bring them as much grain as do those of their neigh- 

 bors. And they may well study all of the conditions sur- 

 rounding the raising of grain on their neighbors' farms. The 

 chances are that they used the same seed, these fortunate 

 and less fortunate tillers of the soil. It is likely that the 

 ground was plowed as well in both instances. The same rains 

 fell upon the fields and the same sun shone upon them. 



The Same Winds. 



The same winds blew over the fields, perhaps. But did 

 they? The less fortunate farmer may well ask himself that 

 question. Did the same winds, the hot, blistering winds, get 

 as good a sweep over the fields of the more fortunate farmer? 

 This question may well trouble the man who is dissatisfied 

 with his yield. 



The past summer saw many hot winds from the south. 

 These winds were enough at times to wither the grain as it 

 stood. In some cases they did that very thing. But why 

 should some fields apparently escape the destruction of those 

 winds from the south? 



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