Word: fairly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Spectacles. Meantime, for ten days and nights, the rest of the Fair Grounds was a whirlwind of exciting spectacles. The State amateur baseball championship was settled, while 4-H Club teams grunted through their Kittenball tournament. Back of the Live Stock building fiddlers squeaked in competition, while young men in knitted shirts pitched championship horseshoes. The Fair offered no greater sight than the team pulling contest. The first time F. F. Martin of Bridgewater tried to hitch his huge draft horses to the pulling machine (a truck rigged backwards) the beasts took fright when the doubletree dropped against their heels...
Plays, Paintings, Preserves. The substantial background behind all this hullabaloo was a vast miscellany of activities without which a Fair would not be a Fair. There were countless lectures by Iowa professors, social workers, Farm Bureau Federation executives on interior decoration, weaving, child psychology, farm plumbing, "Childhood Then & Now," "The Farm Woman A World Citizen." And on shelf after shelf, through aisle after aisle were stacked the products that Iowa's women had wrought from their gardens, cook stoves and work baskets. Nine hundred prizes were offered for twelve kinds of bread and rolls, 15 kinds of layer cake...
Also along with the products of the barn, field and home, the Fair judged Iowa's humanity. Counties sent their candidates for healthiest boy and girl, and parents from all over the State vied with each other for the healthiest baby. When the infants had been run through the medical mill like cars in straight-line production, a solemn-eyed tot named Jimmy Miller Huntley of Ames emerged as the grand champion sweepstakes winner with a health score...
...Moines, which showed pumps leaning crazily on a steep hill. Secretary Alice McKee Gumming of the Iowa Art Guild damned this as a caricature. It was all most painful to Zenobia Ness, instructor in the home economics department of the State College at Ames and supervisor of the Fair's Art Salon. Tactfully taking no sides, she could not help admitting: "It certainly was a surprise...
Tent City. The carnival is not Iowan; the auto racers and rodeo folk are not Iowan; the best horseshoe pitcher is not Iowan; the livestock is not all Iowan. But the people who go to the Fair are Iowa itself, in all its friendliness, power, vulgarity and genius. And the place to see them best is in the Tent City, a unique colony pitched in a rolling, wooded 100-acre plot adjoining the Fair Grounds. These visitors, 10,000 strong, appear at the Fair year after year, are its backbone. They bring their own tents and by some informal right...