Near Hugo, Colo., when Farmer Hutchins went to bed one evening last week, three-inch green shoots covered his 50 acres, promising a 20,000-lb. yield of beans. At sundown the next day every single sprout had been devoured down to the ground, below the ground. The land was almost out of sight beneath a dusty- grey, endless horde of grasshoppers, plodding inexorably onward, eating every shred of living vegetation. There were dozens and scores of 'hoppers to the square foot, millions to the acre, trillions to the county. Government scientists and reporters crunched around the...
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