The Book Farmer

Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, fighting the many enemies of nature. This is the job of the Guardian of the Forest, Ranger Bill. Horing rain, freezing cold, blistering heat, snow, floods, bears, rattlesnakes, mountain lions.

Yes, all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done. We might call our story today the Battle of the Ages, but the title wouldn't exactly fit although the principle may be true.

New ideas have always met resistance by most of the so-called old timers in any given field. It's a rare thing indeed for an elderly man to readily accept new ideas, even when they're tested and tried.

So when the new meets the old, the battle begins. This is the way it's been down through the years. Let's find out how it works in the story, the book farmer. Whitey Moore has just arrived on the fireball express, and his dad and two brothers are at the Nadi Pine station to greet him.

Whitey's got a coveted sheepskin in his pocket, which says he's a graduate from the state University College of Agriculture. Well, let's join the family now as they greet their educated brother and son. Welcome home, son. May you look fine.

Well, thanks, Pop. You look good yourself. Hi, Craig. Good to see you again. How's it feel to be through with both of her and son? Oh, just fine, Pop. Oh, I enjoyed school, but I'm glad it's over with now.

Have you got your sheep skin? Yeah, sure right here my pocket, bud. Can I see it? Yeah, I want to see it too. Now what in the name of common sense you're doing with a heapskin in your pocket?