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QXt THINKS of Arizona as
land, but it is only par;
desert. * central Arizona
S a beautiful, wocdei
VMTCQ at. t*i«s loot of th Mo$-
611on (Mug-e-yawn) Moun-
ts '• J4
Along its aide are 'V.rap-
yie " of maidenhair fern ana
yellow columbine- From arr.onj
tfttit, dozens, of great springs
htlve been gushing out of the
iqfeuntainside for centuries. «
They were discovered in the
«a(ly 1970 s, by a cattleman. He
named them Fossil Springs, be-
cause of a travertine deposit
Whip*!. t>e waters leave on
gtagts, making the:* look like
tiitsUs. 4
No one knows where the
Water comes from. Some think
tt cskcs from a subterranean
river; others believe it is sen-
ile of rains and snows in the
■contains.
for . as long as anyone
cap remember. the springs have
^^red forth 43 cubic feet of
—Fossil Springs Water Desert
This metal flame, Uke half-tunnel, has slatted roof,
second, winter and
water per
summer.
About 1880 a dam was built
near the springs and the water
was diverted into a flume. The
power operates t\vo . hydro-
planes (water power plants) for
generating.electricity? •/"* •
: For many "ye#fs these plants
furnished electrical* power ♦"
all the towns and mining dis-
tricts of central Arizona. They
still provide power for much of
the state.
Near the springs lives a gate-
keeper who tends the gate at
the dam. When heavy rains
come, the gate is closed so that
flood waters will not damage
the. flume..
Each day the fate-keeper
walks the flume to check for
leaks and to clow out brush
that collects. Once * deer ffll
into the flume and the nte-
k eager had to. bell? him oat,
Today a luge pipeline is re-
placing most of the flume.
After the water goes through
the hydrgplants it empties into
the Verde River. The Verde
River is one of several im-
portant rivers that furnish
water for the state.
Once these rivers were large.
Thousands of atic*. ol desert
lc^nd were cultivated and put
into winter vegetables for mar-
kets over the United States,
They were irrigated from these
rivers by means of dams and
canals.
Today, due. to increased
farming and population, the
rivers are dwindling and - tfcie
farmers are' worried-' In spite
of the waters that pour 'from
Fossil Springs, thoiiwpds 9'f
acres of faithland; ww revert
back to the desert. • "
was not 1
-She had "been set tb the task
of bread-making by her moth-
CF tftat long-ago day in ancient
She had measured the
ii9$r, stone-ground from wheat
z^U^d in the fertile Nile valley
«e*<ls.
' Then she had mixed in water
^dWtand pounded and prod-
.the stiff mass to make
a&ipoth loaves ready for the
toy'tp. It was hard work and
Karifus moved more and more
t&Wly.
'Finally the dough was formed
i^to'.loaves more than an inch
t$ck. When thes.e loaves wer^
feaked they would be heavy,
masses that took, hearty
looked at the Mt
Glancing be-
her to hie sore, her mptkee
; she shoved the
skipped out into 'the suns bine
to. play.
All that hot day. the dough
lay under the b^nch. By night-
fall the lump of doufh had-be-
gun to stir strangely. All' dur-
ing the night the fermentation
that had befcun went on. kittle
bubbles of - gas formed, raised
the.lump tp twice it* and
changed its weight to a P.uffy
lightness. ;
The . next, morning: $armis
remembered, her thread. But
when she peeped under tl>e
tjenjfc .si* C.Q4J4 fparcely be-
lieve her eye*. Hastily sljie
jHWChed and prodded the mass
tb make it. go bade into the
mbting bowl. The dough grew
smaller again and she sfcovea
if *^ut. qlt si
■fn
f^-v>c*n
At nocn her mother found
the bowL "Now what is. this?"
she asked*
Katai* drew back in alanp.
It is magic!" she.'cried. "Bo.
not touch it, mother!" When I
ppked it earlier it hissed at Die
and sank back into 1he bowl.
Now look! It has. frown' big
again!" , *
The mother, cuffed Karmis
for her lazmesj. in leaving the
dough unbaked. But her mind
was not on punishing her sloth-
ful daughter. Instead, she too
punched and. prodded. the
strange mass and watched it.
rise again.
With great daring she placed
the strange bread ;in the oven,
When it emerged it; was , light
and Ruffy, covered with a ricl}
brown crust thaV brought th^
\yhole village by its delicious
smell. . f" •
The first yeast bread had
been njade- C^Hed. "tfce,, lead-
ened loaf," $. became the staff
ofiifefor ti e wbeit worid-
f-
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NATURE HAS a collection of
ttdmal oddities so rare that,
they are seldom seen inside a
qgo. One is. the duckbilled
platypus; there are only a few
oik. these odd mammals in cap-
tivity. r -
'' Naturalist? say the duckbill
Is a' survivor of the earliest
types of animals on this earth.
It is virtually a water «niiiial
and nukes its home in bur-
rows along small streams in
Australia and New Guinea.
One entrance to the home' of
tfce -duckbill is elw*y% under
water; the. other, on grassy
if possible-
Far'back in the burrow is<a
Best carefully bedded, with wild
where the. duckbill lays
i| . eggs. . ►***44PWw
jltis believed that the eggs,
which are less than one luk
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Baby platypus barely covers a human hand,
loag, require no is«pbation or
'.'sotting" as the eggs cf fowls,
do. They batch almost im-
mediately yttj> being laid.
The young are bom blind-
The long bill, which is a promi-
nent characteristic of the older
an|mal% - i« soft at birth. As
scion as the. young are -hatched
they roll themselves into a ball
and sleep for a month or more.
The body -of- a -fuHrgrown
duckbill is around twenty,
ipches. long and is flat and oval;
the hair is coarse, and thick,
Other, interesting character-
istics of this qdd animal are
its well - developed bill, its
webbed feet, agd a spear qf
horn on one hind foot. -
A poison gland grows, op this
spear and is a part of the ani-
mal's means of defenfe. When
attacked the duckbill drives t'
born igtq. an enemy and Injects
poison.
Webbed forefeet, make the
animfd a good swimmer. The.
five powerful olaws on the toes
are good for burrowing.
The duckbill, lilt? many Other
wild CFMturtf, has cheek
pouches in which; to ftore food,
that it gathers after dark.
Sear Captain Hal,
I am nine years old, in the
fourth grade. My favorite sport
is baseball. I will answer as
aaanv letters as I can. (
4 . Tommy Spark*
I 87 Balboa Cove*
i Newport Beach, CalU.
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Dear Captain Hal, *■ ,
I em 11 years old and would
mm pen pal west of the Mis-
#HP i or in Hswaii. 1 like tft
«^ance and listen to records. But
I like tb play baseball, basket-
ball, football ao;i other outdoor
spqHs better. I would ' like a
male pen pal between the ages
of 10. i$jj it. . '
Ed- Simmons
18 Vale Drive
Hi Lakes, N J.
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Dear Captein Hal.
l am very interested in hear-
Strom boys aqd ^irls from
tar states, \ am an ardent fan
Qt aU sports.
Lois Parrot
Awl* Qre k, O.
othe
Dear Captain Hal,
I am 11 and will soon be 12.
My hobbies are collecting
stamps and coins, riding bi-
cycles, and writing short stories
and poems- I am an Elvis Pres-
ley fan.
Pat Mellott
c/o Divide Pump, nation
Divide, Mont.
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Dear Captain Hal,
1 am 11 years old. I have. two.
brothers, a big dog and two
turtles. The sport I like best is
swimmijig, and. my, hdfegm axk
writing letters and collecting
stampf.
Bit# Mae Questen
28 Middlefi&l &
Grotqji,Conn.
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Dear Captain, Hal,
I am in the seventh grade, |
have one sister and two broth-
ers. I Uke to swim and play
baaehpiL My hpbby i> r*adii?*
Barbara Brouwers
it 1, Box 81
Stmtevant, Wig.
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?0 YOU LOU to read about
«**ry4*y heroes and heroines
who would be surprised if any-
one should call thdr lives ad-
.tpmurou* or glamorous? Then
tUre's a fine new crop of books
Itt-tbu. You can find romance
41fttnty among real people
ifViktai at ml jobs. * •*
by Sgt.
is i wonder^ no mis-
•i Tbt Sergeant, with i/pr*H
§ Royal Canadian Mounted
on the St Koch's
tern*- A"thB <iMt
to <*u the N« thwest
e from west to «aif the
vest si logged /1 thousand
dangers and narrow escapes. §
ThraeFrenchboys, alln*
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pened to them w R not so |ay,
as. told in The Xhtee- Pebble* by
Richard Parker. The book
helps explain why the French
wtce. not more successful col-
onists.
This column has earlier rec-
ommended Cam Ob. air. Bow*
dlleb by Jean Leo Latham.
NOW thil distinguished biogra-
phy.of the man who pipneertd
lb navigation has received the
Newbery Award tor literature.
So don't miss the best book of
tii# year.
MJMpfcJp Mm by. CyntWa
Bowles, gives, bn excellent pic-
ture of the Hves- of young peo-
ple in India. Cynthia, * fifteen-
year-old American grl, „jrs,
AUstail
by
. ofiLA €
MacLean is an adult book for
4ny. reader who can "appreciate
the infinite endurance of brave,
common men." Heroism and
. ~ K.
the cruiser's Murmansk run.
Other books about adventur-
ous and courageous. lives, in-
clude Prattles In Courage by
John F. Kennedy . . . adult
reading for; a mature, reader;
Highway to the San. by Victor
W. Von Hegen . I . an archae-
ologist tract* tfte network, of,
Inca roads ip South America;
Tb, CMe WW «■« VJr
liam Willis . . . across the Pa-
cific on seven balls. 1Qd; Thle
Life I've W **
*on .. . by apd about America'*
outstanding woman. atbj$t«; A
Sallor'a t,|fe. by. Jan a Hartog
. . . wonderful stuff for any
boy who baa an itch to fo to
**•
There's excitement to M
found ea many a Job.' "
Jd.
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SHORTCSTORY— QIdah Qall in ike Jjecond Qam
"UGH. IT'S WET." muttered
Jerry as he wriggled on his
stomach through the black,
rocky tunnel. He could hear
scuffling and slithering — John
ahead of him..
Gingerly he reached forward
in the darkness and his groping
fingers touched the heel of
John's boot. He tugged. "Wait
a minute. Let's rest!
"If it gets, smaller, we won't
be able to go much farther," he
added as his. friend stopped.
"Seems to be widening here."'
John's voice, dull and hollow in
thf. narrow space, came back
tp him. "But I can't see a
thing," he continued, sounding
rather scared.
"Want to go back?" asked
Jerry.
"Not after this struggle- It
must lead somewhere!" His
companion's voice grew deter-
mined!
' A small scraping sound was
followed by a feeble glow and
Jerry knew that John had lit
a match. "Yes. It open* out
here.. Come on!" he -cried,
scrambling forward. Jerry fol-
lowed.
THB BOYS had discovered
the cave at the beginning of the
summer holidays. Often they
returned and used it as a head-
quarters. for their games.
One day after a rainfall they
had found a little stream of
water running across the cave's
rocky floor. Tracing its course
to the back of the cave they
discovered, half hidden by
rocks and rubble, a roughly cir-
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in diameter.
Eagerly they bad felt about
in the hole. There was no back
to it! Using matches, they had
peered in, and before the feeble
light had lost itself in inky
blackness, they h^d glimpsed a
gentle slope leading upward.
So this time they had ar-
rived armed with food, matches
and candles, ready, to explore
the hole. Now, for 20 minutes
they had- been struggling up the
narrow slope on elbows, knees
and stomachs.
SUDDENLY John discovered
he could get to his knees. Care-
fully he lit one of his candles.
Turning, he grinned trium-
phantly at Jerry, whose grimy
face appeared through the
opening behind him. "I told
you it. .. watch out!" he cried.
But too late.
"Ow!" moaned Jerry, rubbing
his head where it had struck
the low ceiling.
"Can't stand up," said John
unnecessarily. "Light your can-
dles," he added, moving cau-
tiously toward.
By the flicker of four flames
Ihe boys looked- about them.
"Another eave. Not very big,"
commented Jerry. Carefully
they crawled about, finding
nothing but bare rock walls.
"Not very exciting," con-
ceded John, when their inspec-
tion had ended.
"But where did the water
come from?" asked his friend.
"Through the rock," John re-
plied. "Feel. It's wet."
"I suppose," agreed Jerry,
after he had searched every
cranny of the place. "No, look.
Here's a hole," he indicated an
opening about six inches across.
"There's a little water coming
in here."
"The rock hereabouts Is lime-
stone, full of holes. And. when
it rains outside, the water leaks
through and runs out here. That
must be it," explained John.
"Never mind; let's eat "
Jerry still peered at his hole,
"You simply canft get through
that," grinned John. "What did
you expect to find? Treasure?"
"No," answered his friend,
sounding as if he had hoped for
just that.
After planting their supply of
lighted candles about them on
the damp floor, the boys sat and
munched their sandwiches,
happily discussing their strug-
gle up the. tupnel.
A HALF H0.VB later John
said, "See, it's -'arting to drip.
Perhaps it's raining outside.
The sun was out when we start-
ed, though," he added doubt-
fully.
"And look at my little hole!"
cried Jerry. "Water pouring
out! I suppose we'd better go
back. There's nothing here."
As tbey put out tbe candles
one by one, tbe eerie dampness
closed about them. The flat si-
lence was broken by the steady
drip, drip, drip of water from
the roof. Belentlessly, water
seeped Into tbe second cave.
"Gosh, I'i>) getting wet!" ex-
claimed Jerry nervously. "Let's
go."
Complete blackness, was thick
around them.. "You first," said
John, his voic* shaking a little.
Jerry needed no second telling.
Thankfully .ha shoved his
shoulders down the narrow,
wet shaft.
"It's a regular river!" he
gasped, kicking and squirming
his way slowly down. Water
half covering his body, and
holding his head high, he
plunged on. Splutterings as-
sured him that John was right
behind.
The top aft Jerry'-a feaa4
scraped the roof and bis chin
touched the water as the hole
grew narrower. "Hurry up,"
commanded John from the
rear.
Suddenly Jerry stopped.
"J-John," he whispered.
"What?" growled his friend
irritably.
"It . . . it'3 . . . the water.
Do you remember that bend
that we had so much trouble
getting round, it was so nar-
row? I c-can't feel any air
above the water. It goes right
up to the roof!"
"Gosh!" his friend muttered.
"Well, we can't stay here. It's
getting higher ail the tim>!
Hold your breath . . . and try
to get through."
Jerry was frankly terrified.
Ahead lay a flowing, gurgling
mass of water. How far would
he have to plunge through the
tunnel before he found ^
again?
"Get going," said John rough-
ly. guessing his friend's feel-
ings.
Jerry's fingers shook. The
water had reached his mouth
now. Abruptly he took a deep
breath, closed his eyes and
plunged.
Fighting, squirming, pushing,
grabbing handfuls of water and
rock, he blindly groped his way
forward. His lungs screamed
ior breath, lights flashed before
his eyes and his. body grew
numb.
Suddenly, cool fresh air sur-
rounded him. A gasp escaped
his lips as he breathed it in.
A final twist and he lay on
the floor of the first cave. Gray
daylight surrounded him.
Afraid for John, he looked
behind him. But through the
rush of water his friend's arms
and head appeared.
He, too, lay and gasped.
Weakly they looked at each
other, then at the world out-
side.
"Look at that rain. It's a
downpour!" said John feebly.
The world outside was a gray
wall of water.
"I guess it proves your the-
ory about the water coming
through, though," admitted
Jerry.
Then he began to shake as he
thought of their narrow escape.
"Whew — were we lucky! I
guess this caving can really bo
dangerous stuff, after all."
Soaking as they were, they
went gratefully out into the
rain.
—By S. L. Eaton
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COLUMN
Variety Time:
?! "E" WORDS
How many things beginning
with "E" can you find in Car-
toonist Gal's drawing,of a zoo
scene?1*"' '— - s . -j
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12 Frighten
14 American writer
15 Age
17 Too
18 Harden, as cement
DOWN
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3 Lured
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6 Myself
10 Wood sorrel
12 Male child
13 Before
14 Father
16 Near
CHANGE A LETTER
In each of these sentence?,
by changing just one letter of'
the first word you pick you will
have the second word that
completes the sentence:
Beauty salons make the —
For melodious music, a com-
poser .
We usually use a — —;—,
in outdoor cookery.
EACH AN "ACE"
£ach of Puzzle Pete's words
ends with an ACE. Can ysnu
figure them out?
ACE (speedily)
ACE (said at table)
— .— ACE (room)
ACE (vestige)
ACE (king's home)
ACE (comfort)
triangle
Puzzle Pete has based his
word triangle on the word DO-
NATES. The second word is
"thus"; third "a writing tool";
fourth "an arm bone"; fifth
"something in some skirts";
sixth "a legislative body." Can
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