Hunger fighters [antikvár]

CHAPTER ONE. THE WHEAT DREAMERCARLETONI.it has béén the fate of men who by their dreams and brains have fought hunger for mankind, to die nameless and unknown. Theirs is an earthy science, born ten thousand years before there was such a word as science, beginning in the completely buried days when men first fought nature by their wits. There is no true start to the history of hunger fighters.There is no question it was Mark Alfred Carleton who brought the magnificent Kubanka wheat f rom its old home on the Turghai steppe of western Asia to more than four millions of acres of the land of the American Northwest. There is no doubt he died, most miserably neglected and obscure, in a pest-hole in Peru.There is no recorded beginning of the science of wheat hunters. Nobody remembers the name of the first Türk or Jew or Tartar who tamed the wild wheat of southwest Asia; who, untold thousands of years ago, had the dream to save the seed of this staff of life against the next year's hunger of his tribe. So why not start this story of the adventures of modem hunger fighters with the outlandish deeds of Mark Carletonwho just missed being forgottén?Of Carleton there is unquestioned record that his solitary explorations brought the tough Kharkov wheat out of wind-swept Starobelsk, Russia, on to twenty millions of acres of the black earth of the plains of the American West. Shortly afterwards he lost one of his children and his home, to say nothing of his teeth, as well as his job. But no one can blame the high authorities and his own underlings who plotted his doom. The strängest part of his grand, melan-choly story is this: that the very quality which made him