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...INTO ORGANIC GARDENING. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? Mrs. Goss got a little horrified after she started reading the labels on some of the processed foods. We have a farm that [uses] no pesticides, no hormones, no additives--just compost and hard work. And we grow natural. I must say it's very rewarding to see. But the problem is, the critters take half of every plant. They're hard to sell. We haven't trained the critters yet which ones are theirs...
...101° heat, FBI agents swarmed over an earthen dam on Olen Barrage's Old Jolly Farm, six miles southwest of Philadelphia, Miss. Through the scrub pines and bitterweed, they bulldozed a path to the dam, then brought up a lumbering dragline whose huge bucket shovel began chewing a V-shaped wedge out of the 25-ft.-high levee. Twenty feet down, the shovel uncovered the fully clothed, badly decomposed bodies of three young men, lying side by side in a pocket of red clay. They had been dumped there while the dam was still being built, and in the weeks...
...days later, their burned-out station wagon was found. On Aug. 4, FBI men, acting on a tip, dug a single hole in a new earthen dam on Old Jolly Farm six miles from Philadelphia and uncovered the three bodies. Each man had been shot to death with a .38-caliber weapon; Chaney had been beaten so horribly that a pathologist who performed an autopsy said he had never seen such injuries except in a highspeed auto accident or a plane crash...
...nine other men?members or warm admirers of the White Knights of the Klan?could intercept them outside town. The killers forced them into other cars, drove down an isolated road, "and did threaten, assault, shoot and kill them." The lynchers hauled the bodies to the Old Jolly Farm, dumped them in a shallow grave. A few days later, tons of dirt for the dam were piled atop the grave. Rainey himself was not involved in the killings, said the FBI, but was well aware of the conspiracy...
...never heard of the visitor who stood on the porch of his North Carolina farm, but Carl Sandburg could sure spot a comer. "You look like you are ready for anything," the old poet said. "I would like to ask you about 40 good questions...