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Show Seen and Heard 'Round the Town By EDGAR 'Most-Moved' Soldier I believe that Lieut. Donworth Gubler takes the prize as our "most moved" service man on our list. Our record shows that we have changed his address eight times to date. That is one of the problems we have with the boys in service, they are moved around and in order to keep up with the number of boys we have on our list, it takes hours of work each week. However, we are glad to do this as a small part in helping win the war. Stock Destroy Corn On Tuesday morning W. O. Bentley told me of finding five horses in the middle of his corn patch. This happened just as the corn was ready to harvest. Being the man that he is, I don't suppose sup-pose W. O. let loose any vitriolic words, but you can bet, that he felt just as badly as those who would have made the air blue. At a time when the growing of a garden is such an important item, people owning stock should use every precaution to see that said stock cannot get loose and raid gardens. Even where the owner offers to pay for the damage dam-age done, it won't reproduce the loss to the owner of the victory garden as it is the food he wants and not the money value that it represents. Delicious Fruit-Berries I don't want to make you boys who are away in the service any more homesick for Dixie than you are now, but just to let you know everything is all right, I want to tell you that Dixie is still producing her famous fruits and berries. I purchased (or rather Hazel did, just as she takes care of most of the financial problems of the family budget) some of Dixie's famous strawberries straw-berries from Wayne Hinton, (the boys over in LaVerkin insist their's are better), and we got some apricots apri-cots from Walter Schmutz that were second to none. They were so good she added another box from Skaggs last Wednesday night that were tops too. "Don't know who grew them. Now we are ready for peaches, pears, plums, grapes, etc. . . . And to top that off, the meat markets are full of meat so that one has a wide selection to choose from (that last is for the people who are living in the cities). , The following by Mark Twain was sent me by one of our News readers. It is an item that the newspapers delight in printing, since it puts over an idea that only Mark Twain could do. "A subscriber to a paper which Mark Twain edited wrote to him saying that he had found a spider in the folds of the paper and wished to know whether this was good or bad luck. Twain replied: " 'Finding a spider in your paper was neither good luck nor bad luck for you. The spider was merely looking over our paper to see which merchant is not advertising, adver-tising, so that he can go to that store, spin his web across the door, and live a life of undisturbed peace afterward.' ,r The Editor's Victory Garden My estimation and appreciation for our farmers goes up the longer that I work with our victory garden. My experience with gardening gar-dening or farming Is rather limited, lim-ited, although I was born on a farm and had a father who was a successful farmer. . . . Not so with mother. She "was a "city gal", and still says that her entire sympathy goes out to the farmers. Her experience on the farm was that the finest bull, stallion, milk cow or work horse, was the one that always got sick and died. There was always some disease, pestilent, bug or worm that ruined the best crops. ... As a successful suc-cessful businesswoman, she had J always felt that she had some control over her destiny, but not so on the farm. Windstorms blew crops down, frost ruined the crops, etc., etc. ... To her, the farmer was entitled to all sympathy and help and every lucky break that he got. . . . She tells how they worked themselves to death and seemingly never had anything to show for their efforts. . . . How, (she declares) father took better care of his stock than they did of themselves. How, if they Wanted to go to a celebration during their first years on the farm, the horses were usually too tired from working in the "fields and so couldn't be used to drive to town. (Later, this, difficulty rvas overcome when they bought their span of driving horses). But, she always had to admit that when they left the farm they sold but for a good many thousands of dollars. It seemed that they had put nearly all of their profits back into the farm, until they had to sell out to realize anything from it, whereas, as a business woman, her profits were more or less continuous, con-tinuous, so that she could see something for her labors. . . . i Yes, mother always painted a very dismal picture of farming and stockraising so that we children have given farming a wide berth, and yet, some of the happiest years of my childhood were spent on our farm. |