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In the rotation of crops there was a recognized season for wild oats but they were not sown more than once.

Edith Wharton

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Edith Wharton
Age: 75 †
Born: 1862
Born: January 24
Died: 1937
Died: August 11
Novelist
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New York City
New York
Edith Newbold Jones
Edith Newbold Jones Wharton
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