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country. “Big Joe” is a variety of corn | developed especially for farm- . ers by Dr. Roy Bair, agronomist ' at the University of Florida’s! Everglades experment station. | Cattle ranchers in this rain | drenched country have long | — THE KEY WEST CITIZEN ‘ Crees ae ee 3 A A A LU tt CC CT CCC te CT CLT ET TT, Chapter 19 F Hardin and Cady were sur-}| prised. at each other’s words, Doug, hidden in a pocket of firs and underbrush, was almost overcome. He sank down on the; } stump of a once-giant hemlock, | trying to assemble his jumbled thoughts. The brief conversation between the boss logger and the owner of the White Rapids Com- pany had demolished his firmly built-up convictions as effectively as dynamite uproots a stubborn pine stump. The two men continued to stare at each other incredulously, Cady’s already vivid heightening with anger. “Look here, Hardin,” he ex- postulated, “are you telling me that you’ve had nothing to do with the accidents at Larson’s?” “In words of one syllable, yes. Not only that but I told you the} ™ same thing a year ago when you put your dirty proposition up to me.” j Cady’s eyes narrowed. “Then why did you come up here to- day?” down I guessed you’d bribe some- one else to carry through your low-down plans. And that’s still what I think!” Cady’s face was now almost apoplectic. His curses were the short scalding’ epithets of the low-class Britisher. “You’re dead wrong, Hardin!” he said. “I wonder if I am,” Hardin re- plied coldly. “I didn’t suspect at first—like the others I thought the accidents were due to care- lessness. Then the severed cable and the mill fire removed all doubt. Last Monday one of my new loggers was almost killed because someone had been mon- keying with his climbing har- ness.” A nasty sneer twisted Cady’s c1DS): . « “From what I-hear, it would have pleased you if he had fallen, Hardin. Wasn’t he Andrews, the one you had that drunken brawl with a week ago?” Hardin’s fists clenched sug- ee rene ee ee — ‘Big Joe Uorn | Puts Florida | In Beef Race! BIG JOE rewards Dr. Roy Bair. AP Newsteatures DELLE GLADE, Fla. — "Big | Joe”, an ear of corn with a cast iron constitution, may. prove the difference between success and failure for beef cattle ranchers in the muck-, lands of Florida’s Everglades: needed a “finishing feed for the | production of grade A beef cat- | tle’ but all previous attempts to raise corn in the peat and muck- lands failed miserably. In summer, and frequently in winter, the Everglades-are del- uged by rain. Water seeps the husks of eastern varieties of corn ‘and what appears to be a fine, juicy ear turns out to be a pulpy, rotten Bugs and worms take over. mass. But big Joe takes all this in 4 his stride, sheds of the waiter, out grows the worms and emer- ges at harvest time a 10 to 12 inch husky, flint-coated field corn. Joe’s husk is long, tight and thick. Although worms are able t fight their way through the silk they have a long way to travel— because of the husk’s thickness— ! Because |} into the kernel to get ¢ L faster, by the time a Joe STOW coloring | it “Because when I turned you graph prior to patent filing. into | sestively at his sides. “Your spies tell you everything, don’t they? All right, suppose I den’t like Andrews?—it isn’t because he’s not a damn good logger! Beating a man up in a fair fight is quite a different thing from scheming to murder him and have it look like an accicent. Or wouldn’t you know about that?” “Well don’t get your temper up, fellow. I swear to you I’ve had nothing to do with the ‘Larson Luck.’ I won’t deny however that it’s pleased me immensely. I’ve been trying to buy them out the past year and they’re too damned obstinate to listen to a good proposition when they hear “I don’t know whether to be- lieve you or not, Cady, but I’m telling you this: if anything else happens in our outfit I’m going to tell old Sven Larson about the bargain you tried to drive with a” “You'll be very foolish if you do, Hardin.” “Why?” . “Because I'll deny it. You can prove nothing and you'll simply Sen ne suspicion toward your- self. Hardin cursed him in one word muttered between clenched teeth then pivoted on his heel and strode back over the dam the way he had come. Cady, chuckling, secured a fresh fly to his fishing line and began walk- ing slowly back to the end of the lake. Doug waited until both men were out of sight before he began to move. Hs brain was reeling. He still wasn’t sure of Cady. If the lumber man wanted the Larson outfit badly enough and Hardin had turned him down, it was quite possible that some more enterprising lumberjack had agreed to his terms and accepted the proposition. But it wasn’t Hardin and to his own amaze- ment, Doug found he was glad. He loped back down the hill, hoping if he made any noise, Cady would think it a deer in the und’ brush. He didn’t dare risk silhouetting himself against the sky by using the catwalk along ne a et rm greene es ce ee een TODAY IN HISTORY (Know America) 1782—United States gives her war ally, France, a new warsnip io replace the one lost by French entering Boston harbor. i789—-The Treasury ment organized. 1637—Prof. Samuel F. B. Morse demonstrates his electric tele- Depart- 1907—-Walter Wellman, New ‘York journalist, takes off from Spitzbergen for the North Pole in French-built balloon-airship. 1937 —- President toosevelt ‘signs the Slum Clearance Bill. 1942—-American planes raid Crete in the Mediterranean. 1943%Allies invade Italian > mainland soon after midnight. i944—American forces enter Belgium paki ‘ si ith 1945—-Last Japs in the Philip- pines surrender to Lt. Gen. Wain- wright. 1946-——Mutsicians in New York hotels go on strike. Still With Us for a little slam?” damage scriously. with proper fertilization, iyield 60 to 65 bushels per acre. _ is Guaranteed ‘i PURE Place Your “Hello. City bridge depart- ment?” “Yes. What can we do for you?” “How many points do you get worm has worked his way to the kernels, the ear is too large to been gathered ' Dr. Bair estimates that Big Joe, will the rim of the dam; instead he scrambled back over the slippery log thoroughly drenching him- self. His boots previously soaked with grease were waterproof tortunately as his only others were steel-caulked and a logger Wearing ordinary shoes at Queet’s Inlet was a rare sight and evoked comment. He walked fast but didn’t spot Hardin’s red and black shirt ahead of him. Evidently the boss logger had taken another trail down to the Inlet for there were no signs of him in the bunk- house when Doug reached it. He began to change his clothes immediately, planning to take his watersoaked breeches over to the mess shack stove to let them dry. He was shrugging into his shirt when the telephone rang shrilly. He picked up the receiver almost hesitantly, thinking of the last time he had answered it when : summoned him to the mill re. “Andrews speaking.” “Doug, this is Elsa. I need you —something terrible has hap- pened!” Her voice was taut with fear, verging on panic. “Elsa, what is it!” Her fright communicated itself to Doug. “Grandfather has had an at- tack—his heart, I guess, He’s unconscious. Everyone’s out and the phone to the Inlet doesn’t seem to be working.” “The trucks are all gone, Elsa,—I’ll start walking imme- diately.” “Come to the house and take the car. You can get Doc Ludlow at Queets. I don’t dare leave Grandfather alone.” “I’m on my way. Keep calm, sweetheart, we'll pull him through.” He put more confidence into his voice than he felt. Sven Lar- son was almost eighty and in spite of his seemingly robust ap- pearance, a heart attack at his age was ominous. The ‘Larson — Luck’ was coming in big doses, he reflected and now it looked like fate was lending it a hand. He broke into a run the mo- ment he was through the door, (To be continued) Baylor Professor Speaker Tonight Rev. Cecil P. Sonsom, THD, |Professor of Bible at Baylor Uni- versity, Waco, Texas, will lead ithe prayer and praise services at . {the First Baptist Church Wednes- ;day night at 8 o’clock. Dr. San. ‘som is a former Army Chaplain. He and Mrs. Sansom are visiting iat the home of Mrs. James funiz, at 1409 White street. ~ | At the Sunday School Workers Council which meets at 7 o’clock, ithe pastor, Bronnie E. Nichols, }will lead .a_ discussion..of next iSunday’s’ lesson in the Sunday | School. -All teachers and depart- ment leadefs aré,.u ' to’ be {present for this council meeting. i ae BPW PLANS CARNIVAL A gala carnival is being plan- ned by the Business and Profes- sional Women’s Club for Friday evening, September 5. Games, dancing, contests and Ibooths filled with homemade goodies and cold soft drinks will be offered, it was announced. by Mrs. Ecdiia Miller, chairman of the carnival committee. | Many beautiful prizes to be given as awards for jitterbug, rhumba and ballroom dancing contests. 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