What the?!?

“Gilbert Neal turned his horse at the end of the long row of corn on the red hill-side, and thrust his glistening plough-share deep into the soil as he started back, now headed toward the green line of canebrake and willows which marked the sinuous course of a small creek in the distance.”

Sounds about right.

This fucking freaks me out.

 

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