AGRICULTURAL POLICY IN IOWA, 1937  (EXCERPT)/REPLAY

BING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OUR SECTION NO. 123 HAD SETTLED NEAR LAKE MACBRIDE FOR THE EVENING. AS DARNKNESS CAME OVER THE CAMPSITE, WE HEARD THREE DISTINCT SOUNDS. ONE WAS HIGHER, THAN LOWER, THAN IN BETWEEN. THESE SOUNDS PARALYZED US AND WE ALL STOOD UP AND LOOKED AT THE UFO’S THAT LANDED ON THE LAKE. THE SPACESHIPS CAME TO THE SHORE AND OUT WALKED 5 FOUR FOOT SPACEMENT WITH BIG HEADS, BIG EYES, AND PIERCING POWER. THEY CAME OVER TO EMMANUELLE BONJOUR AND TOOK HER ON TO THE SPACE SHIP. AS WE WERE FROZEN IN OUR LOCATION, THERE WAS LITTLE THAT WE COULD DO. AS THE SPACE SHIPS, FLEW AWAY…. I YELLED “I AM THUD THUNDER!!!!!”

HOWEVER, EMANNUELLE WAS GONE AND WE WERE IN A DAZE. WE COULD STILL HEAR THE SOUNDS, BUT EMMANNUELLE WAS STILL GONE. MOST OF US, BEGAN TO CRY. WE COULD HEAR BE BIG FOOT, BUT WE COULD NOT SEE THE SPACE MEN. WHAT CAN WE DO? WE TUMBLE INTO BED AND FELL FAST ASLEEP.    (TO BE CONTINUED)