Across the rolling farmlands of central Ohio's Morrow County last week lumbered heavy trucks laden with pipe. In the county's once-slumbering towns Mt. Gilead, Cardington and Edison, roughly 40 miles north of Columbus-dusty station wagons from several states competed for parking spaces. Husky, plastic-helmeted men searched for scarce furnished rooms. The night sky glowed orange, and the air was filled with an acrid stench. "That smell used to make me deathly sick," says one Morrow County resident, "but now it doesn't bother me at all." And why should it? It has become the smell of wealth, the sweet odor...
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