Government Scientist

California is in the midst of a gold rush. Thousands of hopeful miners and railroad men come from around the world to tempt fate and strike it rich in the golden hills. They bring their mules, cattle, and horses, with them carrying seeds of foreign grasses. Those seeds sew the destruction of the indigenous plants, killing them off and replacing them with these invasive species, thriving in the new soil of the fertile Central Valley and Sierra Nevada Mountains. The Pronghorns are being hunted and exiled, with each new batch of work animals and their owners. It's sad to know that within the decade, most of these grasses, only found on this island of fertile soil, will be gone forever, due to the greed and ignorance of all involved. My work here as a biologist is becoming more heartbreaking everyday. I'll hope that God above could spare these species, so we can study them in their natural habitat, and not just as a dried and treated specimen, stuck in a book in a dusty library.