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Show Driving down a country road we saw a line-up of autos eleven of them by actual count. A little farther down the road we saw ten men, and, apparently, an overseer eleven in all, cutting weeds, raking them up and burning them. Eleven men and eleven cars. About a mile down the road we came to a small town. Our curiosity being aroused, we stopped and made inquiry as to what was going on up the road. "Oh, it's one of the county emergency relief gangs working," answered a store keeper. Eleven men, eleven cars, county relief re-lief gang! Tom Johnson in Minneapolis Min-neapolis Better Way. |