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On June 18, 1938, a little more than three weeks after starting The Grapes of
Wrath, John Steinbeck confided in his daily journal (posthumously published
as Working Days)

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TO THE RED COUNTRY and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains
came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth. The plows crossed and recrossed
the rivulet marks. The last rains lifted the corn quickly and scattered weed colonies and
grass along the sides of the roads so that the gray country and the dark red country
began to disappear under a green cover. In the last part of May the sky grew pale and
the clouds that had hung in high puffs for so long in the spring were dissipated. The
sun flared down on the growing corn day after day until a line of brown spread along
the edge of each green bayonet. The clouds appeared, and went away, and in a while
they did not try any more. The weeds grew darker green to protect themselves, and
they did not spread any more. The surface of the earth crusted, a thin hard crust, and as
the sky became pale, so the earth became pale, pink in the red country and white in the
gray country.

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ALONG 66 THE HAMBURGER stands—Al & Susy’s Place—Carl’s Lunch—Joe &
Minnie—Will’s Eats. Board-and-bat shacks. Two gasoline pumps in front, a screen
door, a long bar, stools, and a foot rail. Near the door three slot machines, showing
through glass the wealth in nickels three bars will bring. And beside them, the nickel
phonograph with records piled up like pies, ready to swing out to the turntable and play
dance music, “Ti-pi-ti-pi-tin,” “Thanks for the Memory,” Bing Crosby, Benny
Goodman. At one end of the counter a covered case; candy cough drops, caffeine

sulphate called Sleepless, No-Doze; candy, cigarettes, razor blades, aspirin, Bromo-
Seltzer, Alka-Seltzer. The walls decorated with posters, bathing girls, blondes with big

breasts and slender hips and waxen faces, in white bathing suits, and holding a bottle
of Coca-Cola and smiling—see what you get with a Coca-Cola. Long bar, and salts,
peppers, mustard pots, and paper napkins. Beer taps behind the counter, and in back
the coffee urns, shiny and steaming with glass gauges showing the coffee level. And
pies in wire cages and oranges in pyramids of four. And little piles of Post Toasties,
corn flakes, stacked up in designs.

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Ma leaned forward and with her palm she brushed the tousled hair back from her
daughter’s forehead, and she kissed her on the forehead. Ma got up quickly. “Come on,
you fellas,” she called. “You come out in the tool shed.”
Ruthie opened her mouth to speak. “Hush,” Ma said. “Hush and git.” She herded
them through the door, drew the boy with her; and she closed the squeaking door.
For a minute Rose of Sharon sat still in the whispering barn. Then she hoisted her
tired body up and drew the comfort about her. She moved slowly to the corner and
stood looking down at the wasted face, into the wide, frightened eyes. Then slowly she
lay down beside him. He shook his head slowly from side to side. Rose of Sharon
loosened one side of the blanket and bared her breast. “You got to,” she said. She
squirmed closer and pulled his head close. “There!” she said. “There.” Her hand moved
behind his head and supported it. Her fingers moved gently in his hair. She looked up
and across the barn, and her lips came together and smiled mysteriously.