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a load of tobacco juice which he had let uncon- 

 sciously accumulate while listening to the entomolo- 

 gist, and approaching Bill Green, said in an under- 

 tone which was almost a whisper, "Say, Bill, I 

 believe that young fellow knows 

 what he is talking about." 



Bill, who had been watching 

 and listening with interest to 

 what the entomologist said 

 and did, removed his corn-cob 

 pipe from his mouth long 

 enough to reply, "He sure 

 does, Jake. In them good 

 clothes, and appearin' young- 

 like, he looked like one of them 

 city fellers, but he sure talks 

 so we can understand him. He 

 sure does." 



Joe, who had become greatly 

 interested in what the young 

 entomologist had said, asked, 

 " How in the world did all these 

 aphids get there so early in the 

 season ? They certainly could not have been there 

 during the winter because there was nothing green 

 on the fields." 



: 'The habits of these aphids are quite well un- 

 derstood," the entomologist started to explain; 



FIG. 55. "How in the 

 world did all these 

 aphids get there so early 

 in the season?" 



