V, 3 T I / Fair Sailing â€" Elizabeth Taylor, 17-year-old film star, po-es aboard a boat with her fiance, William D. Pawley, Tr., 28, son of the wealthy ex -ambassador to Brazil, atter they announced tlie.r engagement at the Pawley home. They plan to marry early next year. The actress denied she ever was enjjaged to Lt. (ilenn Davis, former Army football star. /5H0nT<fcJ<V Poachers OutwiHed Br aiobani HUl WtlkhiM* A« True Today A. When He Said It On wliat principle it it that, when we see nothing but improve- ment behind us, W8 are to expect nothing but deterioriation before It is not by tli« intermeddling ot the omniscient and omnipotent State, but by the prudence and •nei-gy of ths people, that England hag hitherto been carried forward in civih'zation; and it ig to the same prudence and tfM same eneVgy that we now look with comfort and food hope. Our rulers will best promote the fcnprovement of the nation by itrictly confining rhemseives to tJheir own legitimate duties by leaving capital to find its most lucrative cours«. oommodities their fair price, industry and intelligence ttleir natural reward, idleness and folly their natural punishment, by maintaining peace, by defending pioperty, by diminishing the price 01 , law, and by observing strict economy in every department of the State. Let the Goveriwueiit do this: tl\a people will as.suredly do the rest. â€" Lord Mac*iil.»y. Near t-c.ieciion â€" I'tl ]-lall, 22. Hollywood hopeful, is just about "Miss Almost Every- thiiii^." She has been .singled out ;is the Ral with "tha world's niu.-i beau'tiful legs,' "Miiw Good Posture," "Mis* Pin Up aotl 'Mi.-.s Beautiful Feel," to "HKMitiini a few. Hut her rtr«t tries at movies wern WMfe- fns. with tiie "woilil''* best Icnrs" llltlllM I'llini. J 7. FAIR EXCHANGE Two men w«nt out hunting with their wives one day. During the morning, one of the hunters thought he saw a deer behind a clump of bushes and took a sliot at it. The other fellow appeared and shouted. "Hey. wliat's the idea? You nearly shot my wife." The sorry," and handing his friend liis first hunter then repHed, "I'm so gun, he pointed at his own wife and said. "Here, take a shot at mine." It happened that young Glen Lloyd was the only warden on duty when Chief Fred Mather re- peived word that poachers were doing a wholesale business i« moose meat up in Birchill county. Glen was a rookie on the job. As yet he'd had no contact with either the hardships or the dangers of a north woods game warden. Chief Mather decided to use discretion.' "You go up there and do some reconnoitering," he told the youth "You'll find a base camp under a cliff near the headwaters of the Beaver. .Make this your head- qu.irters until Warden Loom is ar- rives. He'll tell vou how to pro- ceed " Cliief .Mather drummed with his pencil. "Don't take any chances, son. I've an idea that Moe Stan- ford'^ behind this ring. He's a bad actor â- Glen reached tlie buse caliiii two days later. The ground was cov- e'Rd with a si.x-inch fall of snow. Glen waited two days more and then decided to take matters into his own hands, \rmed with his service pistol and a flashlight he concealed himself near the tote road on top of a ridge where the progress of the truck would have to t)e slow. It was bitterly cold and a brisk wind was blowing. .\!so there was the promise of snow in the air. .Midnight came and went and Glen's spirits ebbed low. Cursing himself for delaying action, Glea was about to quit his hiding place when he heard distinctly the roar of an automobile. He waited until the driver was shifting gears for the final pull, then stepped out into the glare of the lights. He held his gun in one hand. The badge on his sheepskin coat was plainly visible. Instead of stopping, the driver bore down on the accelerator. The truck roared straight at the warden. Glen stepped to one side, barely avoiding being hit, and as the THtFAEMFEim" JokrvlSixs^eli iJxfmf^l io > .lu'd liko to have mare eggs from the same number of hoiis. and from the same amount of foodl Well, who wouldn't? So get this â€" poultry experts at a great agri- cultural e.vperiment station in the deep south say that egg production will step up as n:uch as 17 per cent, when you rid your hens of lice. Louse-free hens will lay that many more eggs tlian hens just moder- ately infested. « ♦ ♦ They're not just guessing either. They released those figures only after e.vteiisive field trials. * ♦ * Next question â€" What's the best way to kill those pests. Well, here's what their tests showed: Sodium fluoride is efficient both as a dust or dip, and costs only 2c per bird. However, you have to handle the birds individually; it's irritating to the person doing tlie job: it will kill chickens if they eat it. * Â¥ ^ Nicotine sulfate, painted on the roosts, cuts the number of lice, but doesn't kill many head lice. You paint it on the roosts; you don't have to handle the birds. Three treatments will keep lice pretty well under control for a year, and will cost less thfeii sodium fluoride. * ♦ ♦ Sulfur â- ' dust does a good J5b Sprinkle it in the litter, at he rate cyi two pounds for every lOO square feet. Do that twice, seven to 10 days apart, and you'll get control fo»- about three months or longer. It's cheap â€" $2.51) to $3 per 100 pounds*. It is irritating to the eyes, and the birds should be cooped up until they've ill dusted themselves. t • « DDT. either as a 10% dust or a M of I"'. vvi.'lt;ible dip. does not do as' good a job as sodium fluoride, although you can get good control by catching the birds and spraying them until they're drenched with a S% wetable mixture. * ♦ * Benzene hexachloride, paintod o<i th« roosts, gave good control for a time, but the lioe returned in about two inonBhs. A 5% duet seat I or «d ov<N' the floor gave good results, when u«ed at the rate erf two pounds par 100 square feet. No oft-flavored â- e^» resulted. * * * Ghlordane, dusttMJ on the floor at the rate t>( two pounds p«r 100 gguare feet, oav* oom^^le^ ao»t«ol of lio«, bitt right now k'e on the expensive side. * * * The choice of the insecticide you use slill seoiiK |i> Iv tlu- one you (irefci t.> II, â- • ' ' ' ' I'l li> 1 :>ifi!y good job if you use tiiem right \ ou "pays your money and takes your choice." But. 1 know you'll hnd it money well spent, and no fooling. * • *- And to readers of this column who go in for growing peaches, here's something that may be news to some of you. By packing the peaches like chocolates, some New Jersey growers got a premium of from one to two dollars a bushel last season. * * * The tree-ripened peaches were packed in "crinkle cups" in a new t\ pe of consumer carton. Each of the cartons is partitioned to hold 12 peaches. The package is made of light cardboard, attractively colored and features a transparent window. * * « Four growers packed 2,-160 of these cartons last season and mar- keted them througih a co-op grow- ers' association, which made a number of shipments to chain stores, commission houses, and other buyers. « * * The peaches arrived at the retail stores in excellent condition. The pliable paper cups held them snugly without bruising, and th«y got a grand reception from the custo- mers. In some of the shipments the peaches were packed on their sides rather than on the stem end. The high color and blush of the fruit showed to particular advant- age against the green background oi the crinkle cup^. * * f The average price which the farmers received amounted to $4.29 per carton of 12 consumer packages (about a bushel). But although this was a premium of $1 a bushel over peaches packed in the ordinary way. naturally the growers had extra expense in packing thetn in cups. So, if you think oi giving it a trial â€" well, use your own judg- ment. heavy machine lumbered bfr h« iwuog him««l( oato th« running board. He olung there perilously for a moment, then someithing hit Mm ou ttie head, h« heard »m Mtgry ourse, and went aipiaalag oS into space. Fifteen minutes later he •merged on to the same tote road where it <loubled back on itself. The light* from the truck were already sweep- ing up the incline. Glen crouched behind a boulder, glad tfhat the darkness was so in- tanee. He waited until the truck had crawled by, then ran after it. He caught the tailboard and hoist- ad himself up. Two men were standing up front, leaning over the cab. The noise of the motot had drowned out sound's of his ap- proach. Reversing his service guu. Glen crept up behind th^ men, felled ona of them and grappled with the other. Th«' scufHe wa« short-lived Taken completely by surprise the poacher was at a disadvantage. Stunned by the blow which he tried to dodge, h« fell against the cab and slumped to his knees when Glen struck out a second time. The warden handcuffed the two men to an upright in the truck, then approached the cab. There was a small window in its rear. Through this Glen thrust his gun, splinter- ing the glass. The two men inside turned to hnd ihcni^clves sidrmtt into the gun's muzzle. Warden Loomis, trekking nyiui- ward to join youiiit tilen Lloyd, was astonished to find a truck on the old tote road. The truck slop- ped and a friepdly, boyish voice greeted him. "Hi, Joe," Glen yelled. 'Hut some bracelets on these birds lO front, will you? My hand's so stiff from holding this gun I can't move it â€" let alone pull the trigger." When Chief Mather heard the story he wrote a personal letter to Supervisor Herrick. compliment- ing the supervisor on his choice at men. THE END ^ nnouncin the new - J â- t. -4 judged by the Black HorsE '''Advisory Panel 9f touts BOURDON |KomTn»nT radio singer and mastar of c*r«nii>ni« TEO RWVI w«H. known tpotft I' GREGORY CLARK dlttingulihed columnlit Vnlvanlly librarian. tAnOWi Jnlvaral I Beginning next weak our "Advisory Panoi" wiM puJsKfli oM interesting and unusual series of advertisements entitied, ''Do Yow Know • e •?" 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