The Mercury (Hobart, Tas. : 1860 - 1954) Monday 9 February 1942 p 3 Article Illustrated
Harvest Time
IT was harvest time In Palestine when Dvr. G. P. Collidge, A.I.F., penned these lines to his sister, Marjorie Collidge of 40 Lochner St., West Hobart. Incidentally, Dvr. Collidge is one of five sons in the A.l.F. - and their father was a "digger" In the First World War. Dvr. Collidge
writes:
Driver. G. P. Collidge.
It is harvest time over here, and in nearly every case the Arabs - men, women, and children - pull up the crops by the roots, load
them on to camels and donkeys till only the heads and hindquarters of the animals are showing, and take their loads in most cases to thc village square or playgrounds. Believe me., on some roads there is only just enough room to pass without bumping the load and tipping over the old camel. For threshing, they just spread the crop on thc ground, harness some donkeys or cattle together, and drive them over the crop till it is cut to pieces. They sift it by pitchforking the stuff into the air. The seed falls back on the
heap, and the rest floats off in the wind.