Chapter 11

           Thehouseswereleftvacantontheland,andthelandwasvacantbecauseofthis.Onlythetractorshedsofcorrugatediron,silverandgleaming,werealive;andtheywerealivewithmetalandgasolineandoil,thedisksoftheplowsshining.Thetractorshadlightsshining,forthereisnodayandnightforatractorandthedisksturntheearthinthedarknessandtheyglitterinthedaylight.Andwhenahorsestopsworkandgoesintothebarnthereisalifeandavitalityleft,thereisabreathingandawarmth,andthefeetshiftonthestraw,andthejawsclamponthehay,andtheearsandtheeyesarealive.Thereisawarmthoflifeinthebarn,andtheheatandsmelloflife.Butwhenthemotorofatractorstops,itisasdeadastheoreitcamefrom.Theheatgoesoutofitlikethelivingheatthatleavesacorpse.Thenthecorrugatedirondoorsareclosedandthetractormandriveshometotown,perhapstwentymilesaway,andheneednotcomebackforweeksormonths,forthetractorisdead.Andthisiseasyandefficient.Soeasythatthewondergoesoutofwork,soefficientthatthewondergoesoutoflandandtheworkingofit,andwiththewonderthedeepunderstandingandtherelation.Andinthetractormantheregrowsthecontemptthatcomesonlytoastrangerwhohaslittleunderstandingandnorelation.Fornitratesarenottheland,norphosphates;andthelengthoffiberinthecottonisnottheland.Carbonisnotaman,norsaltnorwaternorcalcium.Heisallthese,butheismuchmore,muchmore;andthelandissomuchmorethanitsanalysis.