Radio varieties (Sept 1940-June 1941)

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twimiauju—iw. lujjjijiiipijiii __ ^ "I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THE VALE ROAD" So sings Farmer Clark Gable as he rides on the grador drawn by faithful farm animal to improve the road leading from the main highway up to his new twenty-acre ranch Continued from Page 13 size, which may bring a laugh to the toilers of the earth back East. But out here, on fourteen acres, we can grow anything and more, too, than can be grown on a quarter section any place else. On my farm, 1 have a six room farmhouse with two bedrooms and not even a guest room. The barn is large enough for ten horses, but 1 have only five horses in it. The orchard has 900 specimen citrus trees. Two and a half acres are in grapes. So far, I have 500 chickens and six white turkeys in my poultry pens. Later on, I may raise pheasants. The truck garden provides all the fresh vegetables for our table. I grow all my own alfalfa for my stock and still there is an ample pasture for the horses to graze in. With the help of one farmer, my only hired hand, I do all my own farming. For him and his wife 1 have built a small farmhouse in which they live. We start out at six in the morning, when I'm not busy on a picture and keep right at it until supper time — and you'll notice I said supper-time and not dinner. That's real farm talk. Of course, it is hard work, but I have learned to ecrt it up. Besides, farming today isn't as tough as it was when I was a kid back on my Dad's farm. The job is lightened by the tractor, which is my pet, the modern rakes, harrows and ploughs, and painting the sheds and fences is a pleasure with the automatic spray. More than once I've been chased away from the supper table to wash my dirty hands and change my dirty overalls, but that all goes with farming. Another thing, you won't find a swimming pool or badminton court on my farm, which makes me a sort of an outcast among the Hollywood farmers — or, rancherios, as I should say — around this part of the country." RADIO VARIETIES DECEMBER Page 21