Word: quails
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...last week hundreds of lowly mice, rats, chickens and quail, and even a few grunting pigs, gave the lie to the great man by leading near-normal lives without a germ anywhere in them or on them. The fact that such animals can now be raised in quantity lets researchers, for the first time, study a "pure" infectious disease with only one kind of germ present. And truly germfree surgery on human patients, fulfilling a century-old dream, will soon be possible...
...germfree on the inside, and its shell can easily be sterilized in a germicidal bath. The "tank" in which the birds are to live can be heated to serve as an in cubator; when the chicks hatch, they can feed and fend for themselves at once. The Japanese quail is even better than the chicken because the birds begin to lay when about seven weeks old (as against seven months for chickens...
Even while he made his millions, Clint Sr. was never too busy for his boys. They lived in a lively, colorful and noisy household, populated by Clint Sr.'s business cronies, learned to play poker and to hunt squirrel, duck and quail in the best Texas style. When John was only ten, Clint began teaching him the basic lessons in financial gain: you can buy something, and make a profit on it, without using your own money. He sold John a calf on credit for $25, took his signed note to pay the price plus interest. Young John later...
Ruark learned to read, mind his manners and hunt quail under the guidance of his grandfather, a leathery old Southport, N.C., Socrates who, in his literary reincar nation in The Old Man and the Boy, was good company but perhaps a little too fond of saying such things as "children ain't nothin' but puppies anyhow." This second book is more of the same, with a few of Ruark's African adventures thrown in. Like the first, it is written in sloppy, shoes-off language, and the fact that the author now buys his shoes for pounds...
...home again. It may occur to the reader that what the author has preserved is not merely leaf pressings of his own boyhood. The time has passed already, for instance, when most boys in the U.S. dreamed for three months a year of the opening of quail season. For that matter, the time has passed already when an African safari was something more than a long bus ride. It is well known that reminiscence disarrays the wits, and that the old days were by no means as good as the present ones. But city boys and city men who read...