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Show Chatter Box Dear Suzy, All signs point toward spring, but I suppose that by the time you read this we will be wading in snow so deep it will cover the label on Cordoll Fdwards Levis. The spring season scorns to he here, though, and it has been ushered ush-ered in bv at least two people who ought tiknow. Nina Huff, for the women, opened the spring season last. Saturday by planting a garden. She spent so much of the day out in the garden, complete with bandana, ban-dana, jddpurs and cowboy boots, that she failed to realize the enormity enor-mity of her task and worked until she was so fagged that Tom had to pull her boots off and massage her back with liniment. John Garcber, one of the local anglers, opened the sprilig season for the men, or at least be had definite de-finite desires lo open it, but they were thwarted by a patch of sweet peas. He had been nursing along a crop of angle worms, feeding them with coffee grounds and sour milk, until be hnd them in the pink of condition, ready to tackle any fish, no matter the size. The day ho felt the urge to lake off for a liltle communing with nature while he dunked an angle worm, he gathered up can and shovel nnd went lo his "private stock." His wife seeing him heading for his angle worm farm said, "What are you going lo do,. John?" John answered. ans-wered. "I am going to big some angle worms." And his better half replied "Well, spade someplace else, because I have just planted sweet peas there." John is not the type to be caught with his fishing unattended and so he is rigging up a gadget that in some way you connect the current to a couple or iron rods, and with the aid of a Model T coil you can pop the angleworms out of the ground without so much as disturbing a single leaf or blossom. If his gadget is successful I can see that the spading, etc., will take an awful beating this season because be-cause if the men can get the1 angle worms to wiggle out of the soil, coming to view like the insides of a tube of toothpaste when it is stepped on, without so much as lifting a shovel, they will forgo the time honored method of prying pry-ing them out by brute force. Also, if it is successful, I can see a long line of men hanging around his shop hoping that he will take time off from his fishing long e-nough e-nough to build them one. Then, too, there is no question but that the Garden club will wait on John hoping that he will suppress this gadget so that they may get a little work out of the men, even j though the work amounts to a can I full of worms. The Nutsch boys are having quite a lime. John got down with the measles and had Leo come from Idaho to run the farm while he was sick. Then when he got better, bet-ter, Leo took to bed with the same thing, so I guess John will have to go to Idaho to attend to Leo's affairs while Leo Is sick. Howard Kirk was gripeing Tuesday Tues-day about the wind. He says he's been around the world several times, and has been higher in the air than most people get away from home, but here in Delta is the only place he has lost his hat. He lost it twice Tuesday, and the second time Nate Ward got word at the airport from a pilot that the hat was seen flying over Lynn-dyl Lynn-dyl under full power, and the army ar-my was trying to overtake it as it had more speed than the new jet propelled plane and they wanted to incorporate its principle in the latest output. We really should take a lesson from California, and not knock our weather. When they have a heavy rainfall, they just say it was a low fog. When the wind is howling here, which is ninety percent of the time lately, we should just let on as though we like it and say it is just a rapid change of atmosphere, atmos-phere, and that nature is air conditioning con-ditioning us (in a big way though, but that need never get beyond the bounds of west Millard), i These are not times for a man ' with a toupee. Toots. |