In Clay County, Ill., on a farm for which the county might have been named, 60-year-old Bunyan Travis lived and labored, sweating in the noonday and sometimes cursing the bread he earned, for Bunyan's acres were scrawny with drought and his back was bad with rheumatism. Finally he got him a cane to hobble around on. Chance came to Farmer Travis last spring when a gang of husky young men from the Southwest put up a derrick on his land and began to drill for oil. On May 23 they brought in an oil...
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