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...thatch of hair that is solid grey. But Alabama's Clyde Morton is as lean and tough as a bottomland sapling, and he still has a young man's grace when he swings a long leg over the saddle and rides out to the field trials to match his bird dogs against the best in the nation. Rival trainers unabashedly gawk when Morton and his pointers begin to hunt for quail in the South's winter-barren cornfields and amid the tufts of sedge and lespedeza. "Clyde Morton," says one owner, "is to dog trials what Babe...
Yesterday. Huntsville, on rich bottomland along the Tennessee River 90 miles north of Birmingham, with high hills to the east and west (Wernher von Braun lives on one of them, which has been dubbed Sauerkraut Hill, and is building a home on the highest, Monte Sano), was founded in 1805 by John Hunt, a Revolutionary War militia captain. It was Alabama's first incorporated town (1811), with the first incorporated bank (1816), site of the state's first constitutional convention (1819); from Confederate War Secretary Leroy Pope Walker in Huntsville came the 1861 order to fire on Fort...
...Outlook. Meanwhile, the disease spread across the U.S. without consistent geographical pattern: the outbreaks were like separate, spontaneous grass fires. Perhaps because of crowded living conditions, Negroes in the South seemed especially susceptible. Climate made no difference. One of the states hardest hit, after bottomland Mississippi (with 100,000 cases), was mile-high Colorado, where health officers saw no hope of checking the flu's ravages before 10% of the population has had it. In all the U.S. only 16 deaths were so far attributed to complications of the disease (mostly pneumonia...
Like Night of the Hunter, this second novel is set in the bottomland of the Ohio in the latter half of the nineteenth century--specifically the years 1861-1865. However, although the Civil War figures prominently in the story, A Dream of Kings cannot rightfully be labeled an historical novel, and tossed thus cursorily on the exer-growing heap of Civil War fictions...
Over the Middle West last week the sky was leaden. Grey rain clouds rolled over the soggy, black earth; a sharp, tornadic wind whistled through the small towns, bringing death and destruction. Wild ducks, flying north, alighted on small lakes of rain water in the bottomland pastures. In Ohio, the cherry trees refused to bloom. In Illinois, some farmers gave up hope of putting in oats and decided to plant the acreage to corn or soy beans. Even light tractors bogged down in the squishy Missouri soil; one disgusted farmer near Independence sowed a 250-acre area in clover from...