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Luke reed gave the reins a gentle pull."Whoa, Jack,"The big black horse pulling the plow stood obediently while Luke slipped out of the harness and waited for his father to catch up.
"Your mother thought you'd be hungry by now,"Mr. Reed said, handling him a basket."It'll take over for a while." He looked approvingly at the thin dark lines cutting through the prarie sod.
"You've done alot."
"Jack has been acting up the last few rows," Luke said. "Don't know what's the matter with him."
Mr. Reed checked the harness to make sure it wasn't rubbing."Everything looks all right," he said, scratching behind Jack's ears."Maybe Jack would rather be in the nice shady barn," he joked, looking up at the hot Iowa sun.
Jack gave a loud snort.His eyes showed a bit of white."He does seen a little nervous," Mr Reed said thoughtfully."Maybe there's a snake nearby."
As Luke looked at his bare feet and shuddered, Mr. Reed chuckled."Snakes are more afraid of you than you are of them."
"Ha," Luke said."I don't bite."
Mr. reed adjusted the harness and slapped the reins."Gee!" Jack started foward, and Mr Reed guided the plow in a narrow straight line.Like checked the ground before he sanl down in the tall grass and opened the basket.His mother had packed fresh bread and a hunk of cheese.There was also a small jug of cool milk and a poece of apple cake wrapped up in a cloth napkin.Luke quickly gobbled down the food.He had been working hard since early morning, and his stomach was empty.
He watched his father at the plow, wishing he had some paper and charcoal.He imagined how the picture would look when he was finished -- Jack,strong and sleek, and the prarie grass stretching endlessly.Luke sighed.His father did not understand Like's desire to turn everuthing he saw into a picture.Mr. Reed though drawing was a waste of time.
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