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Irma has it figured out. She's a bona fide, egg-laying member of the "Production Red" hen sorority and she knows her rights.

This is really remarkable when you consider the braincase of your average barnyard chicken is wedged between some feathers and those big expressionless eyes and has about the same capacity for rational thought as that of an amoeba. But somehow this hen of mine has figured it out.

The sunlight triggers it, I believe. Sequential logic.

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Marvin Pincus is not the kind of guy to let spring slip through his fingers. Oh, when he was a young man, sure. But now, with the coming of spring to the world and autumn to his life, he'll take every chance that comes along to grab life by both hands and spur it into a run.

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Slim Randles, columnist

By Slim Randles

When Harley Jacobsen came into Doc's office the other day for his physical it was a treat for Doc.

Harley is one of Doc's favorite people. Harley is a farmer. A 24/7 farmer.   Ol' Harley can make hair grow on a bald head and wheat grow on rocks.

When he'd been thumped and bumped and listened to and pumped up and partially drained, Harley asked Doc for the verdict.

"Not bad at all for someone your age, Harley," Doc said, grinning. "But you look tired.  Take some time off and go fishing or take Gladys to the beach."

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Slim Randles, columnist

By Slim Randles

"Well," said Steve, the tall cowboy among us, "at least it's Friday and we all have the weekend to look forward to."

Doc glanced up from his paper at the philosophy counter of the Mule Barn truck stop and world dilemma think tank.

"Fastest Friday you'll ever experience, Steve," said Doc.

"That's about right," said Dud.

Steve got that confounded look on his face. "What do you mean by that?"

"Today is Saturday."

"Well," Steve said, shaking his head, "that flat wrecks this day all to pieces.

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Slim Randles, columnist

By Slim Randles

My first wife came from a ranching family 'way back up in the hills of California and had a cousin, Ted, who was a hounddog man.

I talked my way into hunting with him, of course.

All went well until we were on the way home and a badger ran across the road and dove into a large culvert pipe.

"Oh wow!" said Ted, "Let's get him!
He released most of the hounds and they plugged the culvert pipe at both ends with bawling insults. In the dead center of the pipe was a snarling badger.

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By Slim Randles

These days we don't think much about axes. They're kinda old fashioned and they are too closely associated with manual labor for them to be very popular. It's a shame, too, because there is lore to an ax. There are proper and improper ways to sharpen one, for instance.

There are proper and improper ways to fell a tree with one, to limb a fallen tree, to split firewood. Replacing the handle on an ax could make the subject of a very interesting small book, even.

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By Slim Randles

When the young woman walked into the Mule Barn truck stop alone, it caused a few heads to turn. Not only was she very pretty, but she was alone, and that seldom happens in the Barn. Young women usually either come in as part of a family, or they are escorted by a young man.

"Now she's a looker, boys," said Herb. "Maybe she's meeting someone here."

The guys nodded. Dud turned his head slightly so his grin was hidden.

"Don't remember seeing her around," Steve said, twitching his moustache.

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By Slim Randles

If there's one thing you can honestly say about Delbert McLain, he's as persistent as a winter cough. As our chamber of commerce here -- he's it, you see -- his fertile brain never ceases its search to turn a sleepy little valley into a cross between Wall Street and Pittsburgh.