Спрут: Каліфорнійська історія

           Ah,yes,theWheat—itwasoverthisthattheRailroad,theranchers,thetraitorfalsetohistrust,allthemembersofanobscureconspiracy,werewrangling.Asifhumanagencycouldaffectthiscolossalpower!Whatweretheseheated,tinysquabbles,thisfeverish,smallbustleofmankind,thisminuteswarmingofthehumaninsect,tothegreat,majestic,silentoceanoftheWheatitself!Indifferent,gigantic,resistless,itmovedinitsappointedgrooves.Men,Liliputians,gnatsinthesunshine,buzzedimpudentlyintheirtinybattles,wereborn,livedthroughtheirlittleday,died,andwereforgotten;whiletheWheat,wrappedinNirvaniccalm,grewsteadilyunderthenight,alonewiththestarsandwithGod.