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...Orville Richard Babcock had a few more drinks, stripped to his underwear and slippers, went wading in the river, went on to an abandoned farmhouse, broke down the door, broke all the windows, tore down the banister, went on to an outbuilding, broke all the windows, set the barn afire, pushed on across a field, caught a snake, killed it, caught a lamb, killed it, returned to the river, kicked the windows out of a boathouse, threatened Ben Harris with a knife (crying, "Don't move or I'll shoot!"), went on to a cottage, kicked the doors...
This was their "Food for Freedom Thanksgiving." Walthall County has sent 750 boys to the armed forces and scores of men to war jobs in Mobile, New Orleans, Baton Rouge. But the farmers who stayed behind pitched in and got barn-bursting harvests: 23% more cotton than last year, 146% more hay, 110% more eggs, 619% more truck crops...
...with employers and unions: henceforth no copper, lead or zinc miner can leave his job without permission; to make the agreement stick, the War Labor Board raised wages $1 a day - 25% instead of the 15% formula. Said one mine operator: "This is a perfect case of locking the barn door after the horse is stolen." One-fifth of the miners are already gone...
James George Patton came up the hard way. He was born in Bazar, Kans. in 1902, the year the Farmers Union (full name: Farmers Educational & Cooperative Union of America) was founded by a liberal, farm-minded printer and ten farmers in a barn near Point, Tex. When his miner-engineer-farmer father died in Colorado, young Jim had to support his mother, three sisters, a wife and child, and a mortgaged farm. He worked his way through college, managed a co-op insurance company, taught school, finally became secretary of the Colorado Farmers Union in 1934. In 1940 he became...
...buckles down to its job, he thinks, the war may be longer, the peace might be botched. One night last week friends of Mr. Buell's came to his house in Richmond in a hayrack, carried him down to the Town Hall. There, in the intermission of a barn dance, Mr. Buell made a pre-campaign speech-a speech which, because it touched not on local issues but on the whole meaning of Congress today, had implications far beyond Massachusetts' First District. In a tone reminiscent of the feeling of Our Town, Candidate Buell said...