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* * *• m « Hi-Doodle-Doodleâ€" Besides being under the scrutiny of the public press, atoiiiic boss David Lilienthal, appearing before the Joint Congressional Atomic Energy Committee, gets the artistic treatment at the hands of Sen. Millard Tydings, top, a committee member. After (lompleting his sketch of Lilienthal, right below, Tydings aimed kis pencil at Committee Chairman B. Hickenlooper, left below. , ^HOQT Stof^ V ^.Vâ€" r 4c * 1 -m • Ma Lost The Key SHIRLET BAT "Dear Ma and Pa, Jeff and I have gone to the city to be married. Ma jrou just will never see things our way so this, all there is left for us ♦o do. I'm sorry, (signed) Jennie."- From behind the barn Hiram ^ tould sec the ancient auto rattling â- â€¢" *t>M^ada home Elvtry's gaunt tigMrv at the steering wheel was silhoue- Ued agains the white road, and Hir- am smiled to himself at the picture of his very large wife in the very small car. As it pulled into the driveway he quickly ducked' out of sight. Better to have her discover the note herself. Reluctantly he went into the house himself She wheeled on him sharply, her whole figure trembling with rage and astonishment. "HiramI Have you seen this?" she demanded. "Do you realize what this means? Jennie â€" she's gonel Jennie's' gone, Hiram!', She waved the note wildly ill his face. She stormed at the little man furiously. "They have no right to marry I He'll never be able to sup- port her; his own father said he'd neveiN make a farmer. All this talk about his wanting to study engin- ee-ring and scuh nonsense â€" I wortt have my daughter be his wife!" "Now. listen, Elviry," he said boldly, "you're just ciirrying on so because Jenn,ie's " outwitted you! This would never would Ikivc hap- pened if you hadn"t been >cv stub- Norn and would have consented to their marrying in the first place. If there's anything you women can't' , stand it's to have another out-cio you â€" even if she is your own daughter!'' She read the note ovir ,igain. "Jennie says they're leaving for the city. That must mean the 11:15 train. It's just eleven now; if we hurry we can catch her." Under her breath she added to herself: "So she thinks she can outwit me I" and drawing her lips into a liard, thin line, she grimly h,Tri;fd out the dor. Hiram follo<vid. She opened the sgueaky garage doors with an effort, and Ihcv' went inside. He pufled away on his pipe as she fnniMed in her huge hand- bag I "Hiram, have you the car key:" ".\o, Ulviry, I ain't seen it all dav. ' She dashed out the door and he fifltowed with a flashlight. Vhey seavted the driveway. 'I'hey over- turned flagstones and ran their fin- gars over short blades of grass. But there was no key. They went M»t« the hpust and turned avery- lli<ug upside down. But ao lc«|r- "Hiram," she exclaimed sudden- ly, "you sat in the rocking chair when you came in. What did you do with my things?" "Why, I set on the table there." 'Yes you did!" she accused. "You set everything there there but the car key. Don't try to lie to me now, Hiram! 1 know very well you'd like to see her get away, but 1 won"t have it! Hiram, if you got that key . . ." "Elviry, I swear to goodness. I ain't seen it." "The train leaves in two luiu- utes," she wailed as she glanced at the clock. Her spirit was entirely broken. Her great frame even seem- ed to sag. Hiram patted her benevolently. "Well, you go to bed now, Elviry, and have a good cry. Crying al- ways does do women folk good. I'll be along in a while." He walked ontq the porch- The air was swet with the smell of hay. Far in the distance he heard the melancholy whistle of a train, then all was quiet again. He puffed contentendly for a while on his corncob, then took it from his mouth and knocked the bowl against the railing. There was a bright ^flash and a small clink of nietal as the ashes fluttered to the ground. Hiram smiled slyly to hini- scll. pocketed the battered old pipe and started in. Fooled Them « • '"Your honor,' said the lawyer, "I submit that my client did not break into the house at all. H« found the parlor window open, in- serted his right arm and removed a few trifling articles. Now, my cli- ent's arm is not himself, and I fail to see how you can punish him for an offence conunitled by only one of his limbs." "Your argument." answered the judge, "is very well put. Following it logically, I sentence ttlii pris- oner's »rm to one year's iniprison- msnt. H« can accompany it ar «ot, jutt as he chooses." Wihereupon the d«(endaot Mlmly removed his artilictat arm Bnd walked out mFAEHFBONT '.fmS' "Don't Poison Vour Livestock^ is the heading of a warning sent out by a prominent University TSterinary expert; and although you've probably heard all this be- fore â€" well, the care you took yes- terday ^n't going to save the stock you may, inadvertently, poispn to- day. So here goes. * * « This expert â€" his name is Dr. R. P. Link, by the way â€" lists eleven articles, in common use around farms, as being especially dangerous. * » » Cattle are sometimes poisoned when they lick lead paint from old paint buckets, or even from a freshly painted barn or stable. * * * Nitrate fertilizer is deadly to cattle, so don't leave empty fertil- izer sacks where the cattle can get at thein. * ♦ » "Treated" grain is a livestock killer. Hogs and salt brine make another deadly combination, so if you have a salt trough for pigs, keep it covered against rain. * * * Medicines such as carbon disni- phide, sodium fluoride and nicotine sulphate can kill, when given in the wrong amounts. Rat and ground- hog poisons, insect sprays and grasshopper bait are other deadly mixtures. « ♦ • * tiest place for such livestock poisons. Dr. Link suggests, is where livestock can't possibly get at them. X lot of farmers keep such things in the garage which mightn't be such a bad idea. * * « .\nd it mightn't be a bad idea, either, to remind you that driving tractors too close to ditches takes the lives of several farmers each summer. * * « One man, wlio got stuck in a ditch, but whose tractor fortun- ately didn't happen to fall over on him, said, "From now on I'm going to allow two extra feet between my tractor wheels and the ditch bank, for safety. Tractors under load just seem to he sucked right into ditches." * ♦ * The speech of a Canadian â€" J. H. Evans, Deputy Minister of .\gri- culture in Manitoba â€" is described as one of the highlights of the meeting of the National Polled Cattle Promotion Club, held re- cently in Waterloo, Iowa. * * * Mr. Evans told his audience about how the Prifirie Provinces â€" Man- itoba. Saskatchewan and Alberta, â€" collect a penalty of one dollar per head on all horned cattle sold at public markets; and how the fund, .so collected, is used to pro- mote the production and marketing of hornless cattle. * ♦ « Speaking of Canada's market for farm products Evans said, "It's just as necessary to grade the farm Starts Business On 1 Buckâ€" And A Doe On a farm about 70 miles from New York City, Bonnie Brown, found fame and fortune in spinning yarn on an old-fashioned Colonial flax-spinning wheel. It all started seven years ago when Bonnie's husband brought home a couple of Easter buimies. Their two little girls soon tired of feeding and caring for the little white Angoras, so Bonnie took over. » She read up on rabbits, attended shows, and learned to clip and pluck them. Then a friend taught her to spin. Bonnie bought a spin- ning wheel and started turning the Angora wool into yarn. A dollar and ten cents will buy -2.S yards of it. Or Bonnie will knit a lady's sweater for $45 to $65. A baby set â€" sweater, hat, bootees and mitts â€" sells for $29.50. But Bonnie's profits don't stop there. She'll teach you to spin, and sell you a spin- ning wheel from her collection. With orders coming in from all over the country, Bonnie's Bunny- land has become a full-time occu- pation for Bonnie and takes up tvery minute her two d«ug4i)«rt, now 14 and 17, can spare from their school work. products you have to sell as k is to have a scale to weigh them on." Which soundi to me like a hasp of wisdom cratnmed into one smalt sentence. « « « Of course you'd like to increase the price and value of your land â€" here's a very simple, yet proven, method of doing so. PUT SOME- THING INTO YOUR COM- MUNITY, AND INTO BETTER LIVING. « « * Land in "good" communities, as you probably know, brings a prem- ium as compared with the same same type of farm in a "poor" com- munity. That's because people will pay more than a farm is actually worth, just for the privilege of liv- ing in a nice place. •* ♦ » And you can't expect to have good living and a strong commun- ity unless yqou're willing to spend some of your money, and more of your time, on worth-while neigh- borhood or community projects. Suspicious Pile good country doctor came home all worn out and prepared for a good night's sleep. No sooner had he retired than the phone beside his bed buzzed shrilly. He nudged his wife: "Listen, Ma, see who it is; say you expect me soon, or anything you think of." The wife answered the phone. "Doctor is not at liome." she said. "WelC this is Mrs. Jones," rat- tled a voice in the receiver, "1 got a pain and 1 want to see him as v soon as he comes in." The old doctor whispered some instructions to his wife, which she repeated to. the would-be patietit, "Do that, and I'm sure you'll soon feel all right," the wife concluded. "Thanks very much," said the lady on the phone crisply, "but before I take your advice, tefl me sometihing. Is fhat gentleman who Items to be with you qualified to »dvise me?" Knew Th* Answer k )Ai« southern \i.%. the whitM w« strongly against Nsgross vot- inc. However, ttron^i Uheral opposi- tion has caused the anti-blacks to retreat lomewhat There are still those who would bar- the colored people from their democratic rigtit and yet not let the Northernera think that they were doing so. .These people have devised what •re k>ose!y called educational teste which the Negro must pass in order to be eligible ^o vote. One time a Negro who had a Fh.D. in romance and classical languages sought to vote in Ala- bama. The clerk gave him a number of foreign-language newspapers to read. "If you can read these, I'll know you're literate," said the clerk, "and you'll be permitted to vote." The Negro read the French, German and Russian papers with- out hesitancy. The clerk grew flustered. He handed him a Polish and Italian newspaper and again the colored man read them fluently. "Rea^ this!" challenged Hie clerk finally, tossing a Chinese newspaper on the table. The Negro looked up with a sad stnile. "It says that Negroes can't vote in Alabama." Czech Archbishop Heckled â€" Shouting', whistling' hecklers drowned out Archbishop Josef Beran (above), leader of the Catholic Church in Czechoslo- vakia, when he tried to criticize the church policy of the Com- munist regime in St. Vitue Cathedral, Prague. Neg:ro Singer's Son Marries â€" As a crowd of 500 spectators booed, Paul Robeson, Jr., son of the famed Negro singer, left the home of a New York Congregational minister after his marriage to the former Marilyn Greenberg (above), 21-year-old white girl. DRIVES OIL TRUCK THROUGH WALL OF FLAME WINS DOW AWARD ROY NORTHROP ml WMdbride*, Ont.. ctdtmly avrH iS imlr m i t madiJtii Workmen were re-sucfacing the road with oil from Northrop'a truck. Suddtnly the oil on me road caught fire . . . flames shot up into the sir. Northrop reau- sad that the truck must be moved if an explosion was to be avoided â€" a blaat that would wreck Che nearby houses. Calmly, he Harted the •ngine snd drove the OU truck through the wall of flaoM to a dry section of the road. For risking his Ufia to prereiK a poaaiblT tragic explosioa, w» are proud to present Roy North' rop with The Dow Award 1. Roy Northrop's truck was supplying oil to town workmen who were rc-surfkcing a road in North Weston, near Toronto. 3. Quickly, Northrop drove his truck through die flamM to a dry spot. He had risked his llfc â€" but a disaecrous mploslon had been averted. OOW BREWEIY Z. The oil on the road suddenly caught fire. FUmos 'wept the surfiuje â€" shoodng 15 to Jo feet into tho air. The oil truck was in the midst of it all! iQSi^ MONTRIAL t WfOTl/wrflAfl.