Evening star., 1946-08-16


the 3G-pound power unit produces
steam in the flash boiler in
turn this runs the turbo-generator
which provides electricity for light
ing and cooking, as we'll as charging
batteries TO run the boats electric
motor :. Machines and equipment
developed in lightweight, compact
form for war, will be adapted for
sport by men who plan beyond to-
morrow"
All the fun of 'roughing it, soon
will be over. A few more years and
the thrill of being lost in the woods
catching pneumonia from exposure
to the elements and staggering
back home after two weeks of hav-
ing nature beat your brains out
will be things of the past. The
descendants of Dan Boone, Kit Car
son and Buffalo Bill will rush to the
"wilds" in planes of supersonic
speed, and, dressed in white tie and
tails, get their bag with double
barreled, 16-gauge radioactivity-
spreading shotguns, all the while
lolIing in superstuffed plastic
chairs, with slip covers immune to
rips, ravels, tears, stains, burns and
thunderbolts.
There will no longer be any neces-
sity for sportsmen to weary them
selves with tramping the woods in
search of game. The sportsmen's s
handy. portable radar set will To-
cate. the birds, the deer and the
fish. The hunter will be able to re-
lax in his air-conditioned lodge,
wearing his air-conditioned clothes,
until the radar operator calls out,
"Pheasants coming in at II O'Clock,
about four miles out" or Trout
jumping at 7 o'clock That is ALL
When the game is in range the
hunter will fire, the game will fall,
be picked up by an automatic re-
triever, cooked in three seconds
over the plutonium hot-plate, then
condensed into pellets for quick,
handy eating by the men who
plan beyond tomorrow, who, after
finishing their meals, can go to
sleep with the sweet, steady hum
of the turbo-generator drowning
out the unpleasant sounds of the
forest. No bird calls to distract
them, no rasping sigh of the winds
in the trees, just the lulling whis-
per of the lightweight, compact
machines that took only little
thing like World War II to develop.
The men who plan beyond to-
morrow may enjoy this sort Of
camping and hunting. but I'm
afraid the boys are going to miss
a lot 1 doubt if it will be half
as much fun to help dad broil a
fish on a streamlined grill as it
was to gather the f1rewood and glow
as bright as the embers from the
praise dad gave you for building
such a good fire. And what radio
program could sound as sweet to
a boys ears as the talk of the
grownups when every one gathered
around the campfire after day
of hunting or fishing?
I know there is one man who'll
never forget those biting cold morn
ings, when, as boy, he tumbled
out of warm bed and got in the
back seat of a battered old car
and snuggled down with the point
ers, and started out for quail. Or
those even colder mornings when
with his dad alongside warning
him to be quiet, very quiet, he sat
under a tree, waiting for the first
flush of morning and a shot at q
turkey gobbler.
Let those hunters who care tt
waken in the morning to the souno
of an electrical device-Ill do my
waking up to the thump of g
pointers tail on the back porch
as he anxiously waits for the mer
and the guns to come out.
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