Word: ranches
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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George and Lennie were ranch hands. George was small, wiry, tough, shrewd; Lennie was enormous, floppy-looking but Herculean, and a halfwit. George and Lennie were pals. Lennie was always getting them into trouble, losing them jobs, getting them run out of town because he liked to pet things - mice, little girls, rabbits. Not conscious of his blundering strength, Lennie was apt to kill what he petted. George kept him in line as well as he could by bawling him out, threatening to leave him, telling him a beautiful fairy story about how they would save enough money...
They had just had to leave one job in a hurry because Lennie's passion for petting things had been misunderstood by a frightened little girl. On the new ranch everything went all right at first. Lennie was a terrific worker, did beautifully as long as George was at hand to tell him what to do. It looked for a while as if they could really make their stake, buy their little farm, settle down to make their dream come true. But then things began to go wrong. The boss's son was an ugly customer...
Died. Robert Milam Caldwell, 61, nephew of Democratic Elder Statesman Colonel Edward Mandell House; when an electric grindstone at his ranch exploded, hurling a pair of sheep shears against his throat, severing his jugular vein; near Houston...
...last 16 years the Hay Creek Ranch has been owned by William U. Sanderson, a onetime Australian sheepman, who took the Wichman house, ranch and cattle in Kauai in part payment for his ranch. The full price for Hay Creek remained a secret. Under Sheepman Sanderson its flock of 20,000 Rambouillets became the world's finest. For breeding purposes the Soviet Commissar of Agriculture has bought a total of 27,000. Hay Creek Rambouillet sheep are so big that the herders entertain visitors by riding them. Other Hay Creek livestock include 100 blooded horses, 5,000 purebred Herefords...
Meantime her twin sister had gone to the U. S. and married. Lola followed, drifted west to a ranch. There she met a man she liked; it was mildly mutual, so they married. That job lasted four years, left Lola with a daughter and some alimony. In Hollywood where she now lives, she likes to pass the time of day with her neighbors, with the milkman. Talking with them, hearing their wondering comments on her ups & downs, gave her the good idea of putting it all on paper...