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March 30, 1939

The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 25

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ROOM AND BOARD By GENE AHERN 1 UWk-- I £Af, fAY SPRIG OP »MSHOHTlCr~VOO R E C M . - ·RJA-r PIECE Of PCTQPEOTV OUT IN TWfc COUMTP.Y.VWHVCV1 IN V/E.U-,1 HAVE k. TUBVJ IT IHTO fc. VACATION CtW TOR NEXT SU!WM=W. - 1 cto TUT UP t, CKB1W Q.UBTO K) GUESTS, JZT t TlVi^.i - = ' * E SEASOW OF JL'ME -- WHICH KIWAE DOVOU P-.MES" OB'CMAP Uncle Ray's Corner Sugar Beets Nature gave people of southern lands far better sugar-making plants than, those of the north. Sugar cane grows where the climate is warm and where plenty o£ rain falls. Sugar cane grows in Mexico and in some southern parts of the United States (especially Louisiana) but not in most regions of the north temperate zone. Until modern times, there was only one good sugar-making plant which grew well north of Louisiana. That was the sugar maple of which we have spoken. It makes good sugar, but not enough to take care of many millions of people. Part of "the works" in sugar beet factory, Not quite 200 years ago, a German scientist set to work trying to get sugar from a white beet which grew in his country. He met with success, but did not obtain enough sugar to make the process pay. The beets with which he worked might be called "great-grandparents" of the modern sugar beet. They contained only about four per cent of sugar, but care was taken to plant new beets from the seed of those with the most sugar in them. In this way, through the years, better sugar- beets were obtained. In the time of Napoleon Bonaparte, sugar beets were good enough to make it pay to raise them on a large scale. At least it paid the French, who were having trouble getting cane sugar because o£ Napoleon's wars. Today, the white sugar beet has from three to five times as much sugar in it as the white beet of two centuries ago. The sugar in modern beets is sometimes more than 20 per cent, but the average is about 15 per cent. Millions of tons of sugar beets are hauled to mills. In the mills, they are washed and sliced into small "chips." Later the chips are washed in hot water, and the juice is pressed from them. Sugar beet juice is handled in almost the same manner as cane juice. It is filtered, treated with chemicals, and heated. It turns into molasses, and at last is dried in a way which gives us sugar. Te pulp of the sugar beet does not go to waste after the juice is pressed out. In the form of pulp cakes, either wet or dry, it can be used as food for cattle. It also is employed to enrich the soil on farms. Russia now leads the world in the amount of the beet sugar it turns out. In a recent year, the Russian output was 2,800,000 tons. Germany ranks second. Among the other beet sugar leaders are the United States, Poland, Great Britain, Italy and Sweden. (For General interest section of your scrapbook.) If you want a free copy of the illustrated leaflet, "your Body at Work," send me a 3c stamped return envelope, in care of this newspaper, Tomorrow: Molasses and Candy. (Copyright ISM, Publishers Syndicate) ·m. ^ r. ,* UNCLE RAY'S SCKAPBOOK h, n?f Globe-Gazette has on hand a number of Scrapbooks designed by "Unce Kay" and made especially to hold more than 100 "Uncle AltilJ f s - * ou TM a y tu y OI) e of these books at the Globe-Gazette If Will Pay You to Use the G-G Classified Ads DAILY CROSSWORD PUZZLE wares from one country to'anothcr , .,, ACROSS I--The mark of 26i-Brin K 3 a wrinWa K 6--Burden 10--Saucy girl 11--French river 12--Presiding elder (abbr.) 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The clerk was alone in his box of an office and for a long time she stood outside the window staring in, bracing herself, trying to decide if she should plunge now or wait until train time when a request for tickets would not be so noticeable, As she hesitated, a woman carrying a suitcase came hurrying UP the- street. Another appeared n-om the opposite direction, and a taxi turned into the graveled anvc, depositing a luggage-laden sale sman . They all made for the ticket window, and Lona congratulated herself. There was a !vff'. n » U C nOW ' She Arched in with them and took her turn at the window. The clerk stared at her ivhen she asked for two tickets to Cam- nn'ih- °"- ca , ni get to Camdon °£ hthli : train kdy," he told her This is a southbound. The Camdon tram's gone." e missed it?" She hoped her dismay was convincing. Sorry. You got the wrong dope Train for cfrnZn ' . "Well, g ive me the w t X h' n l have t h e m w, then. Yes, two!" The clerk slammed down OW Thnt r u ail ?h '?;. ' £ hc reca »ea her all. She gathered up her tickets welcome A letter? From a detective'" $ contracted , 'l H T- asks me to find out if vou orado Lona 1 " T h o M i unhappy lhe blue e y e s were " 0£ a here d g K . e h repeating over and ove? as 15 ' M ° rriSS ' * -- composed. Next She found Jim excited ' over Martm's invention of a «afetv net when she visited him Ihe next ''He's hit on exactly the same thing I did," he told her enthS siasticaily. "It'll work . too Mine would have worked if it hadn't been for-other things." His face clouded and she winced. He sat still for a long minute and she kn .2L th » t1 ^ was remembering Hes all ready for a test." His res were wistful. "Funnv h o v -B hit on the same idea "Not so nr^Sf^!^°" -n°sU? is thk Y " U J ee ' Jho Principle is lv int ' ' , £ . launc »ed, sudden- Ii, into a technical discourse that Lona could barely follow. But she listened intently, .sensing that she was seeing a Jim she hadn't known existed. The eagerness in his voice as he talked of his work --work from which lie was forever barren--touched her. She realized fully, for the first time low dark was the cloud hanging over him. r "Clark's having trouble finding rnieone to make the test" hc "«"· finally. "After the way my test turned out, there's nobody who wants to lake the chance. Wish I was able. I'd do it in a minute!" The broodinc took settled in his eyes. "Ji m You mean you'd--jump?" ·Somebody doctored my net the ^ time, girl." His eyes went iard. "Somebody had a grudge against Tom Evans. Somebody wanted to see Tom kill himself that day. I've tried to think who l might ue, tried until it makes my head hurt. Somebody wanted to kill Tom so bad they were willme to see me--hanged for it. If I mado this jump now, showed I wasn t a f r a i d , maybe it would :iear the whole tiling UD I'm tired of dodging like--like a criminal. Maybe it would be bet- :cr to have it out." "Jim, don't talk like that. You can't mean it" "Do you think it's going to be a nice life for you Always hid- ng?" aS"?«£ £?SH.T. .T«* THINS NL»y,woMT.'lirvtX) KIOSMJ. "^ PROtBeTO KEEP AiLlM ABOUT THE PARROT..m.SHOW vST HOW VVE 0»J ALL GET OFF '"UTS IT WOIKS THIS W4V..SEE?..ITAXe W UP TO ' THE CAPTAIW.. . , _...SEE? ..WOW,fi«J7!TOS1 CLEAR..1VE EMU THAT PUTS ME IM THE ..ESJ..AH..THEV1K6..1 .IMEAN..Ske'S.JUS OUTSIO6, SIR tt.. % N' .. / DUTV!!..SEE' THEM AFTER HE BAWLS MO, OUT 'N''BIXW5 C*=F STEAM, N6VL TURN VH. BACK OVER TO .MC ~Tf~l f^\\tez v/A -rtir^L n f-utX--11 _ \-.rT .7T. . ... WHERE'S THAT STOtVAWA.V I SENT vou FOR.? ) xxi«s£LF,S(R..ive WEU.7COM6 S A, UL'SVIOPRJRB. ON; O GIVE VA THE VWDIKS LIGHT OM 1A. R3R NOT SNITCHW , H6CK.! TVtls IS A PING PIX TO BE lt-3: DXMD VJAJJTS MC TO CO VirrH WHvl TO we ro \-r osvnu SO QSTf-l vNOKfT SA.V CAJ-A A.GOV Do IM OF A. ROL.E" !U TALK TO IMS CHIEF SUKE, T KNON HES STCVE -1HATS WHY fM KEEPIH6 HIM 1NJA1L--WHEEI THIS BltZD WHOS TCV|M(3 HEULHAMETO BEUBIE TO FEATHER HIS NEST WtTtt MISS Nwervs MONEY is A DANGEROUS CEOOIC." SAXOPHONE CASE TO ,,. I'M PLANNING OTfcAPT EAT.' THIS OUGHT TO DO THETUICKl' MAYBE TH£f?E5 A DOOR HERE-ltL LOOK- HERE IT W nWOMT ^ WE1 IS/ ^m DO ANY GOOD \ ME.'l'M -V UNLESS IT 1 GOING ? /\--- OPENS A UNDER.' HOORAY/ A'DOOR/ BUT WKOS GOING TO HOLD MEUP. ? OUR ONE CHANCE IS A NICE BIG CtOUD BANK-l'M GOING TO FOOL HIM BY VEERING SOUTH LOOKING FOR ClOUBS -' 1 ' 1 1 - BE A CLEAR NI6HT AND DARKNESS ,, HE CAM fOLLOWOUR FLYING LIGHTS COMES IHEY RE CHANGING DIRECTION--GET CLOSER, PILOT.' GREAT SCOTT/HAS THAT BISCUIT PIZONED YUH? WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH HIM,SHERIFF? WAL/ LOOK'S LIKE YOU HAD A NARROW ESCAPE.' LEW ME SHOW ENT THESE TC YUH,SLIM, AN IF YOU'D EftT ONE, YOU'D BE r-j JESTWHARTHAT U REDSKIM POISONED.' VWHY,THE SNEAKIN' COYOTES! BOYS.THAT'5 THE SIGNAL! PART OFOUR BUNCH HAS LOCATED THE LONE EANSER5 TRACK. LET'S GIT GOINV ToHJO fATS A BISCUIT TO THf Sffft/fF'S OFFICE, FOR ·SUM. THE PKISOHIR MEANWHILE. BUKH'S CAM HUNTSTHE LONE YOU'RE BLUFFING KNOW I'M PATSY te BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO THE DOU6H BR1N6IN6 I PROWLED AROUND THE l?iVEf?FKOigT PiVES, NEAR THE SFOT WHEJ2E YOU WERE "FOUND" ADRIFT---i ACROSS A HALFBREEP INPIAN--ME DiSUNK, AND HE TALKED r A FHW COM5, AND HE BABBLEP^/ YOU A STOPY ABOUT GUlDlNfi A VAj|7E / ^WEAKIM/' A/MEBICANO UP THE A/VlAZON - - ' ^"^'""Na WMAT'6 THE AlA-nEP.JOHNt WORD AD H TURNED UP AUVE , -IF voo see MAC, DAWN'S COMING UP- JT'S NOT MAKING MUCH SORRV TO CONTKADIC-T YOU, KIP- BtrT THAT f06 (5 BAP NEWS FOR. ALL- OF US-' "But that would mean giving yourself up. They'd send you to prison, take you away from me. I couldn't stand that, Jim! I've seen enough of prisons. Can't you understand?" "If I made that jump, I'd be sort of a--a hero. No jury would convict me. That's what Clark figures--" "No, Jim, no! Quit talking like that. Don't even think of it. See I've bought the tickets to Camdon. Were getting out of her as soon as you're out of bed. We'll start all over, take no chances. It's the only way, Jim. I know what prison means. I know what it is to wait and wait, and watch the faces of a jury, hoping and hoping, and then have your hopes dashed back In your face. I can't stand to even think of that again. We've got to play safe, I tell you. Take no chances. Promise me, Jim! I'll not be satisfied until you promise me you'll have nothing to do with this thing!" He stroked her hair for a long moment, then sighed. "I guess you're right, girl," he said, at last, the life gone from his voice. "The way Clark put it, it seemed so easy. He says I'll get tripped sooner or later, anyhow, and have to stand trial. I might as well do it in a big way--" · "You'll never be caught, Jim. I won't let you get caught." She put her arms about him protectively, almost fiercely. "Well be safe-together," she insisted, in a smothered voice. "Whatever you want, girl." The news of Clark Martin's invention had leaked out. Lona found Dinah excited over the evening paper when she went home to dinner. "They're going to test it, right here in Brighton," she told Lona, her blue eyes shining. "Boy, would I like to see that! Imagine somebody jumping--actually jumping off the bridge. . . . I don't suppose there'll be any place for me in the crowd, though." Her eyes turned wistful and she looked down at the chair to which she was bound Lona felt a swift slab of sym- pathy for the girl as she reached for the paper. Sympathy she forgot at the printed words seemed to leap out and take possession of her mind. "Engineer to test safely net at Brighton Bridge," the headline proclaimed. "It was learned today that Clark Martin, the engineer in charge of the construction of the Brighton bridge, is planning to test a safety net of his own invention some time within the next week. Mr. Martin's net is of similar design to the one used m the ill-fated experiment which plunged a man to his death and resulted in the indictment for murder of the inventor several years ago at Wctmovc, Colo. "Martin, whose net has been developed here in Brighton, is looking for a volunteer to jump from the top of the bridge while hc manipulates his invention for a safe landing." Anger took hold of Lona as she read. Martin was deliberately trying to entice Jim. She saw that, and she felt suddenly primitive. SHb could have scratched Martin's face if he had been with her now. This article would have Jim worked up all over again. Within the next week hc was planning on staging his test just when Jim would be getting out of the hospital. Egging him on. And he said he was a friend: (To Be Continued)

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