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oGCvJ" V — DURING THE NEXT s*ver»l weeks. female diamond-back terrapins come out of ^ — . the watet m search of nest sites. v-CCfl | Since undisturbed dunes are so limited. (turtles will often nest m yards, parking lots, roadbeds and other sandy areas THE FEMALE DIGS the nest uwng only her large, webbed hmd feet The total nesting operation vanes in length from 12 r51/n 'I minutes to an hour. Don't disturb her or JdrC I | she will leave the site and look for another nesting area. flHf I A clutch consists of 5 to 12 eggs which mV/UI cubate for 60 to 90 days. Most hatchings _ , | i emerge in late summer or fall although I ffftfPt 't vxne will remain in the nest until the lUIIICJ ( Never keep a terrapin in an aquarium I They need very special water and environment to survive MANY FEMALE TERRAPINS are killed during this time of year while crossing road- . ways looking for their nesting site. ■ If you see a turtle crossing a roadway. stop and carry her across to the rushes by 1 the bay side. Use two hands and pomt her head away from you V CAUTIOUS MOTORISTS can also help T,-n I * lo PfCT*TV* *** species by avoiding these I t .slow-moving mothers-to-be

The Old Woodshed (From Page 78) while Felix paid no attention to them! (You don't have to believe that if you don't wanna. ) Every morning I'd hurry out to check. All peaceful overhead. OUR ICE SKATES hung in there, too; the kind that we had to clamp on our shoe soles. My jump ropes dangled in there also; the short one and the "Double Dutch" long pair. Come Spring, we started our seedlings in the woodshed, in tomato cans with drainage holes in the bottoms and wire netting over the tops to keep the mice out. Dad's pipe was jammed between two weatherboards out there — "after" he said, he "got smart and quit smokin'." Our grindstone stood in a back corner with bamboo fishing poles. The splint basket in which we gathered all sorts of lovely things was there. According to the season, it was sometimes filled with Wild Fox Grapes (October), Black Walnuts (November), Pine and Ink Berry twigs (Christmas), Cattails (July) and "Live Forever" blossoms in August. We stuffed sofa pillows with them and their fragrance blessed the living room. TO THIS DAY, I often wonder what craftsman wove that basket! And was it of split Hickory or Oak? I'm sure there were other treasures in our woodshed. Oh, yes! How could I ever forget the chainless bicycle that we three kids rode? I often wish I still had it and I wonder what in the dickens ever became of it! I guess we all experience a longing for things we used to have and that, somehow, got away from us. But what I do recall and relive, thank goodness, is the quiet, peaceful atmosphere that was always present in there. When we entered it, all unimportant, irritating matters faded away and we sensed (though we never voiced it) a soothing, restful contentedness in our precious woodshed. (ED. NOTE: Clare Campbell writes from Cape May I Court House.)

The Golden Edge I (From Page 78) terests, and just as we thought our children-ing was over, I along came new young neighbors and a brand new baby. I Just when things were looking good, Whoops! There goes the neighborhood! Another kid to hug and squeeze And tenderly care for his well-scraped knees. To watch him growing with each day. Enjoying his happiness at play. To hear him knocking at our door, Starting when he is three or four, Making us glad that he has come Through the gate to brighten our home. Goodness gracious! Heavens above! God sent us another one to love! DEO GRATIAS! (ED. NOTE: Dorothea F. Cooper writes from North Wildwood.)

As I Learn Your Character I worry for you, child I worry for your mind. I worry when your time is come The world won't be too kind. And then I see you grasp and step And pull youself up high. And think "Why should the earth concern him, He's reaching for the sky." But I worry for you, child. I worry for your life. Sometimes I see you all grown up. But the world is dark with strife. And then I see your independence And honest belief in what is right. And think "The darkness can't subdue him This child carries his own light." But still, sometimes I worry Will the world let you be free Then I see you standing tall, proclaiming — "Something will change... the world, not me! By Mary A. Larew Written for David Lucas Larew at age two.

— 1loyride III zaE By Libby Demp Forrest \J JJu 1 In the end. it was the relatives who sent me back to work. Nature, of course, plays a part in healing after surgery, but nature takes as long as it takes But my relatives lost no time in beating a path to my door while I recovered, bringing along their bathing suits and suntan lotion. This leads me to wonder if 1 had gone to the hospital during the dead of winter would I have been so popular? I was barely conscious before calls from relatives started. "I'm going to come down and take care of you." they would say. THEY STARTED ARRIVING when the weather got good, not during the first couple of weeks at home when I could have used a little help around the house. The first relative in the door spent 10 minutes seeing if 1 needed anything before she decided I ought to just rest while she took off for the beach. She told me she d be back in time for dinner. I fancied that meant she'd be bringing my dinner up to me in bed. But as it turned out she got too much sun at the beach and she said whatever I had around the house would be fine. So I was the one who fixed dinner for an invalid RELATIVE NO. 2 came next. She and her family could easily run a state penitentiary with one arm tied behind them. Prisoners on death row probably get more privilages than I did while they took over my home If I tried to go upstairs to get away from them I felt like I was making a break for freedom "Climbing the stairs isn't good for you." they told me as they barricaded the staircase They made me eat spinach until I turned green. If I wanted to take a walk, someone was assigned to go with me. THE FIRST THING 1 did when they left was throw out all the spinach and take a walk upstairs for no good reason other than I felt like the governor had given me a pardon at the eleventh hour Relative No. 3 liked to tell me about her operations Hey. I had had serious surgery and was on that operating table for three hours. But relative No. 3's tonsilectomy had taken longer than that Sure, I had to get four blood transfusions But Relative No. 3 sniffed at that. "Only four?" she«aid. "Whenever I go into the hospital they call up the blood bank and tell them to send over all they've got." SHE LIKED to spend the day (when she wasn't at the beach) watching hospital shows on TV and quizzing me on the human anatomy. Finally, I decided my house is no place to recuperate. So I am coming back to work in a newspaper office where the phones ring constantly, people are in and out all day. and the pressure from deadlines is relentless. At last 1 can get some rest.

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A dog's temperature (normally 101 to 102 degrees) rises steeply when left in a closed, airless car. AT 108 DEGREES BODY TEMPERATURE, IT MAY DIE - QUICKLY. Yet on just a muggy day of 86 degrees, the temperature in a closed car will soar in 30 minutes or less to 102 degrees. T

Opening the window even a few inches does NOT prevent oven-hot temperatures. TO SAVE A HEAT -PROSTRATED ANIMAL. GET A VET - FAST, la the meanUmt. It It la unconscious, Immerse the animal in cold water to lower body temperature.