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...overcrowded. Last week in northern Michigan's Ogemaw County, the deer hunter population was 100 per sq. mi. In the East, it is worth a man's life to venture into the woods. "I don't know which is safer," says one hunter. "Wearing a Day-Glo coat or hanging a pair of antlers on my head." So what does today's hunter do if he wants to bag his game and live to eat it? He heads for a private shooting preserve...
Here, at Nanty Glo last week, worked some of John L. Lewis' 550,000 unioneers, men pictured by columnists and editors as threatening forces, not as people. But they are people, and Americans...
...Nanty Glo Journal had gone to press for the week. Publisher Herman Sedloff, musing in his doorway, watched a coal-dusty dog skirt a puddle, saw that the color in the Red Cross flag hanging above the middle of the street had run into a dripping, pinkish smear...
...farmer, wearing a long-billed hunting cap and corduroy pants stuffed into five-buckle arctics, shook the rain from his shoulders, entered the Nanty Glo State Bank across the street. In Suchman's jewelry store, a few doors from the bank, a miner's wife looked over the slim stock of watches, hunting a gift for her soldier son. The pillar of smoke that came from the main stack of the Heisley mine (one of the three within the town's limits) fused into the rain, flattened, hung over the landscape in a grey pall. The hands...
Obscurely, almost as if its diminished pulse responded to a more rapid pulse within the earth, the life of Nanty Glo began to quicken. Women appeared at the doors of the almost identical, bleak, boxlike houses that line the town, the lesser wooden shacks; children and dogs ventured into the rain. At the entrance to the tunnel of the Heisley mine, the thick steel cable which miners call "the rope" began to move. After five minutes, scores of coal cars filled with miners came from beneath the earth, black as the coal they mined, only the whites of their eyes...