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When Paricutin first poked its red-hot nose out of Dionisio Polido's cornfield on Feb. 20, 1943, geologists predicted it would soon die down. But it fooled the experts and kept on growing. In its first year, spewing lava, ash and massive "bombs," Paricutin grew 1,290 feet. It is still adding slowly to its present height (1,380 ft). Geologists estimate that it has ejected by now 1,058,220,800 tons of material. The crater, for the moment, is in a quiet phase, with only a dull glow at night and a pillar of smoke...
Lieut. William L. Rogers of Mantena, Ill.: "I was shot down over Belgrade Sept. 8, 1944. I bailed out, landed in a cornfield where the stalks were still standing, my leg hurt badly. . . . After a few hours peasants came to where I was lying. They said: 'Chetniks, Chetniks' and 'doctor, doctor.' They brought a two-wheeled cart and made me understand they were taking me to a doctor. The cart's jolting hurt my leg; when they noticed it, they placed me on some boards and carried...
...blank, and the bulldog edition over at the Chicago Tribune would wait just so long. Outside his studio window, there was a promise of fall in the hazy September air. He fell to daydreaming . . . on such a smoky afternoon, back home in Indiana, a boy might gaze at a cornfield studded with tattered golden shocks, and see them turn into Indian tepees. Idly he began to sketch. When the Tribune messenger arrived, he had finished his greatest cartoon. That was 39 years...
...unprecedented boom grew beanstalk-fast from a 3,022-ft.-deep borehole in a cornfield near the dusty little village of Odendaalsrus, southwest of Johannesburg on the Free State's sandy veld. A Canadian engineer, G. W. Hicks, employed by Diamond Tycoon Sir Ernest Oppenheimer's Western Holdings and Blinkpoort companies, brought up the diamond-drilled ore core. It assayed 62.6 oz. of gold to the ton-33 times as rich as the phenomenally prosperous Blyvooruitzicht mine, 120 times better than Canada's best...
...love for cornfield journalism, gruesome and otherwise, kept mild Bee Behymer from ever graduating from the Post-Dispatch, while generations of St. Louis newspapermen he knew (Westbrook Pegler, Theodore Dreiser, Silas Bent, Herbert Bayard Swope, et al.) came & went. A little (125 Ibs.) man with unruly grey hair, a too-big nose and a small mustache, he is proud that he never had to take a drink or buy one to get a story. As a solid senior citizen of Lebanon, Ill., he sings a raspy bass in the Methodist choir, is a trustee of small McKendree College, writes editorials...