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Show process of the acid. I am purposely skipping much, as no one except those in the business busi-ness care for exact details, though they are richly full of interest to me and other printers. From the time a reader hands us a picture, there are thirty-two major operations ths. pLa.ke"'rraker has to perform before he can prepare pre-pare for our use a plate from which-we" can print that picture in .the Chronicle. And each process is specialized, must be skillfully done, and by the services of a highly paid operator. I simply can not understand un-derstand how they can make a plate and charge us so little for it. Provo is the only plant south of Salt Lake City which can do this intricate work in all southern Utah. Then when the metal is done, that is, when that surface bears an image, of which the highlights are 6 thousandths of an inch higher high-er than the lowest "bite" made by the acid, and the dark tones etched etch-ed to about 3 thousandths, and yet the dots, 85 of them to an inch, not undercut, not ruined did I say this required skill? It certainly does. He had me look through the manifier at the finished plate, see for myself that all the highlight dots were round, even, not eaten off by the acid, and the heavy tones not clogged, and still free to orint in tonal value from our ink. And to think that the highest metal met-al on that plate was only six- one-housandths one-housandths of an inch higher than the lowest metal on the image, and 1 our ink rollers must ink the top of I a dot, but mut not roll ink down into the bottom, .006 of an inch lower! Is that enough? y Our rollers must just lightly skim the top of the plate, ink the tops of those little dots, and not spread the ink down into a solid mess between be-tween them, and in the heavy tones have only .003 of an inch leeway! lee-way! That's goin' some. The plates cost, yes of course, and we find our readers expect it. But how the duece can they finish up week after week for us and all, hundreds of plates, and all printable, print-able, at the moderate cost they charge. Mr. Ridge's work has so grown that he is busy today putting up an addition to the plant, and now has himself and two boys hard at work, with a third merely waiting to get in when the addition is built. And an office to his home, for the office work. Mr. and Mrs. Ridge have seven sons four of them were in service in World War II, one of whom, a paratrooper was badly wounded "over there," but is now practically on the upbuild and will soon be himself. Mr. Ridge took me to Orem, to a movie in the Church owned exceptionally ex-ceptionally fine movie theatre, all community made, each member participating, and run by the church. It can also serve as a tabernacle. tab-ernacle. It is a structure of art, beautiful; inside all the modern de vices, fittings, comforts thatmovie : addicts expect of the very finest playhouses. Wednesday a tour of Provo, to the BYU, and the great number of dormitories they are just now erecting. erec-ting. More students this year than ! ever in its history. Houses moved from the army bases. l2-ir'scdre"? ! AKijrtu "t'rre' city, to show me the additions, and incidentally, the talk about the rise in prices; then on the road to the Geneva Steel Plant, and the motels enroute; at the steel plant, a trip clear around it to show its enormity and it sure is a whopper. 220 millions of dollars invested. Then back to Provo, and to the airport with the plate we had to have in my hand grip. Leo came back for me just after sun down, so that the return trip was in the dark, a rich treat which I hugely enjoyed. The lights on at Provo, which we had just left; in a jiffy, we passed over Goshen, with El-berta El-berta close, and then Dividend up in the hills, glowing solidly. They had moved the canyons since I was up on the other side only the day before a pretty quick job and I was ten miles off my beam, completely com-pletely lost. We passed over Dog Valley, and I was expecting Lynn-dyl Lynn-dyl way down south, and doggoned if there the darned town wasn't nearly under our noses, with a long string of lights for Leamington. While I was still befogged, Fool Creek reservoir jerked below us in the rear, Oak City lights, and also since I had come up, they had moved mov-ed Delta, and there the darned thing was out miles from where I expected it. Good thing I wasn't the pilot or we'd be a-wandering yet, looking for our rooming houses and eat shop. Leo very kindly flew me over Delta, circling it after night. Our little town was all aglow with col-j col-j ored lights, and by George I was ! proud of the little place. It looked like a million dollars on parade. Lights shining clear up to Wood-row Wood-row and Sugarville; way down on the South Tract; an auto way over by Swazey Peak, coming home, now showing its lights, and then with a curve in the road, out of sight, only to come on again. So close to Delta did we fly that I very distinctly saw the white front of the Chronicle under the big street lamp there; then as we passed pas-sed around the side, I saw all the back shop lit up, and I knew they were waiting for that very picture in metal I had got in Provo. A night flight is a real treat. The distant horizon is aglow; you would hardly think night was on but look down and you see it dark, look back and up and you see stars, and such smooth air! If I was a charming charm-ing young girl in my giggly and teen age jitters, I'd take all my romance top flight with a pilot who could handle all controls with his feet. And all that fun, all that holiday, holi-day, all that hospitality packed into in-to merely a business trip to Provo to get a hurry up job. What a dandy dan-dy treat. A Holiday in Provo Packed with Fi?n And Information Leo Burraston flew me up to Provo on Tuesday of last week, going go-ing up by way of Eureka and Dividend, Div-idend, and back on Wednesday evening ev-ening via Leamington Pass. We had to have a half-tone plate of the trophy awarded to Hinckley in the beautification contest to run in that issue of the paper, and as we were too late for the mails, a flight by air in the limited time was necessary. : The family firm d Alfred Ridge & Sons, of Provo, do our photo engraving, en-graving, and Mr. Rdge made my business trip a hoiday. He very kindly stopped his vork, took me in hand, and I was nade his guest for two .days. He too: me to Spring-ville Spring-ville where I transated some business busi-ness with Harrison :onover of the Art City PublishingCompany, and went through their lewspaper and book printing plarVtirSying, observing ob-serving carefully, and rying my best to absorb things if benefit. Then to Mr. Ridges's pint, where they very kindly let meseeall the steps in plate making, fomthe initial in-itial picture taking, its envelopment, envelop-ment, stripping of the fi!m,3y-out, and then the highly intricte and laborious process of re-priring the negative onto a zinc pie. Our readers see a picture in tl paper; do they understand the -ng and skillfull technical process volved? The negative they havto make (not our original one) i exposed in a vacuum frame, eve pressure got oil over the area ovhe large plate with nearly a don pictures on it; the light used is couple of arc lights of high powi Exposure time varying, say fron-hree minutes min-utes to eight. Then th,' plate "developed" "de-veloped" in a highly dd solution; the shellac and dyerotects the areas of which they ake an image, im-age, so that when nt the metal is put into a bath of iphuric acid, the acid eats awayil areas not protected by the shac and dyed image. This in conned! with the ("screen" used, breathe image into in-to half tone, light.'nd shades. Then in a serief several immersions im-mersions in the id. a "bite" is taken each time, 3 checked with a magnirying &s. When just right, the plate iemoved, dusted with "dragon's r'd" (gallant Sir T Arthur kills a dion daily to sup-t sup-t ply them with 'gore), and then 7 "burned in." Fr ways must this t dragon's blood-' applied to the f plate, so as (protect the tiny 1 cone-like dot;om the etching |