Betty Joanne Benedict, 15, is one of the quietest little country girls ever born and brought up in the unquiet State of California. She has a pretty, sensitive face, cheeks like apples, red hair and a turned-up nose. She also has a knack for knocking out jingles ("All our family," she explains, "has been able to make rhymes for generations"), and a will of her own.
Year and a half ago, during summer vacation, she tripped into the office of the San Jose Mercury. Its editor was soon amazed to find himself sending cool...
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