How did you come
to think of it?"
"Your saying all your work had been for nothing, made me think of
it," she answered. "Let them give another man the prize, when
they know your corn is the best. It's their way of keeping a
larger number of people interested and avoiding the appearance of
partiality; this contest was too close; next year, you grow such
corn, that the CORN will force the decision in spite of the
judges. Do you see?"
"I see," said Adam. "I'll try again."
After that life went on as usual. The annual Christmas party was
the loveliest of all, because Kate gave it loving thought, and
because all of their hearts were especially touched. As spring
came on again, Kate and Adam studied over their work, planning
many changes for the better, but each time they talked, when
everything else was arranged, they came back to corn. More than
once, each of them dreamed corn that winter while asleep, they
frankly talked of it many times a day. Location, soil,
fertilizers, seed, cultivation -- they even studied the almanacs
for a general forecast of the weather.
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