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...white smokehouse. There, ducking under three Tennessee hams and some sides of smoked fatback, he filled a five-gallon grease bucket with wheat shorts, crimped oats and water to make a slop for the four Duroc sows that were nursing their first litters in the orchard lot. To the hog troughs he took the shortest route, leading through the family cemetery behind the house. As the wire gate clicked shut behind him, Joe passed by the chest-high tombstone of his great-grandfather, Samuel Sampson Carver (1847-1938), symbol of a farm era that, although gone, still presses its influence...
MEAT PRICES WILL DROP this winter. Record slaughters and recent drops in wholesale hog prices have cut the retail price of pork chops by 6%, loin roast by 10%, bacon 2%, ham 5%, with more reductions in prospect straight through until next March. Beef prices, which have been rising, will follow the trend, are expected to start dropping next month...
...McLoughlin Jr., a political science professor at Brown University and Billy Sunday's first full-dress biographer, believes that most of the "converts" were already pious members of the rural middle class, giving themselves a resounding vote of confidence. Sunday's product was relatively painless. Only a hog-jowled anarchist, an evil foreign monarch or a bedizened society woman could object to it. Billy's converts did not have to wrestle with the Lord on their knees and publicly confess their sins. They accepted the evangelist's big, red-blooded handshake and sometimes they signed...
High on the Hog. In Atlanta, Edward Scott Holler, 47, released from a two-year term at Atlanta Federal Penitentiary, was back in jail five days later because he swiped ten pigs from the prison's farm hired seven boys, four trucks and a Cadillac to haul them away, paid his helpers with phony checks...
Even brighter, there is always Roy Campanella, too good a catcher to let any pitching staff look bad. Dodger pitchers never know how sharp they are until Campy starts calling their shots. Any one of them will have to be hog-wild to throw a ball past him back of the plate. At bat he has a sharp eye, seldom goes after bad pitches. When he gets on base he is perfectly capable of churning his chubby legs fast enough to steal...