The Times

Every dog is more dog when he's fed the Diet of Champions

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GETTING AROUND

Continued from page 2 A few years ago, Mr. and Mrs. Bert Johnson, of Everett, Washington, gave their son Clay a Shetland pony. Clay, who must have been around six at the time, decided it was time to go into business, so he awkwardly lettered a sign, PONY RIDES, 10¢, and nailed it to the gatepost. Within half an hour, the first customer was at the door with 25¢ in his small hand. As time went on, Clay's younger sister came into the business, and they made enough money to buy a mare an begin breeding their ponies-half Shetland and half Arabian-to accommodate a growing clientele. Now, at 14 and 12, they have 35 ponies and 15 acres of riding trails. They also sell ponies or rent them out for children's parties. Although Mr. Johnson, Sr. is advisor, the children do their own bookkeeping, take entire care of the stock, and have made enough money through this remarkable enterprise to see them through and well beyond their college years. It's a comfort to know that Master Sergeant Elwood Miracle has been assigned as food technician in the Fort Monroe, Virginia, mess hall. The happy citizens of Rockport, Missouri, don't have to pay any taxes this year. Mr. and Mrs. George Opp, owners of the Rockport Hotel, mailed a check to the town clerk, Mr. William Cocken, in the amount of $19,209.00, which covered the bill of all 582 taxpayers. The Opps did it because they "just wanted to help everybody." With midyear report cards upon us, what about the Nyack, New York, scholar who was asked by his parents to give an accounting of how he'd done during the just-finished school term. "Just like George Washington," he mumbled. "How's that?" asked Mom. "Well," he told them as he stared at the floor, "I went down in history." Mrs. Deane Armstrong writes from Laguna Beach, California, to tell us about her little grandson who, one day, was perched on a stool beside the card table watching a friendly game between his mommy and daddy. Daddy, losing monotonously, began to cheat, whereupon Mommy laughingly objected, messed up the cards, and called off the game. The young fellow looked at the cards for a while, then picking up as many as he could handle, he started dealing, saying proudly, "I'm Daddy. I cheat."

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