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Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, December 25, 1943, Image 4

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Montana Oil Journal
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Journal, a Partner*
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Great Falla, Montana.
O. I DaSCHON. PubUabar.
12 Per Year in Advance—Canada and
Foreign Subscription», 82 50 Par Taar.
$1.25—6 Months. Foreign $1.76—8 Months.
Published Every Saturday.
Entered aa Second Claas Matter, April S
1921. at the Poatofflce at Great Fall«, Me
tana.—Under Act of March 3, 1878.
High-Octane Need
Still Is Urgent
A shortage of 100-octane gaso
line that would hobble combat op
erations of United States and Allied
air forces has been a constant threat
since Pearl Harbor.
Even though new 100-octane
plants are now beginning to go
into operation, the race to Increase
production as fast as the demand
grows has not yet been won.
The 100-octane ' program went
through a crucial period when few
new plants were coming into pro
duction and means had to be found
to meet the mounting demand by
"squeezing" additional production
out of existing facilities.
Had it not been for the ability
of the petroleum technologists to
do things which amazed even them,
the air forces would have been
definitely limited In the power and
scope of their attack in 1942 and
for the first eight months of 1943.
How serious a shortage we faced
is indicated by the fact that at the
end of 1942, a year after Pearl Har
bor, new plants were contributing
only 14 per cent of our dally pro
duction of 100-octane.
Thirty-nine per cent of our pro
duction then was the result of con
versions and improvising or what
was called the "Quick 100-Octane
Program." This had accounted for
«2 per cent of our increase in pro
duction. Without this it is easy to
see that we would have experienced
a serious shortage. About 16 per
cent of our production gain was at
tributable to an increase in the
amount of tetraethyl lead added to
the product.
By July 1 of this year the "Quick"
program was producing 44 per cent
of our total production. Fifty-nine
per cent of our total increase had
been achieved through the "Quick"
By the fall of 1943 this situation
had begun to change as new facili
ties In the 1942-43 100-octane plant
construction program were com
pleted. When this program is com
pleted early in 1944, production
from new plants will greatly over
shadow the production of the
"Quick" program, though that pro
gram will continue in full force.
Some minor expansions were still
being made in this program late in
"You'll really marry me, dar
ling?" exclaimed the enraptured
young man. He proceeded; "And
when we are married, the dark
clouds will roll away, the sky
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cast—kiss me.
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Badger Says—
Did you hear about the two rab
bits who went away In the woods
and had a hare-raising experience?
A bunch of the boys were having
a spot of poker in the dispensary.
Came a knock on the door.
"Who comes there?" yelled one
of the pill-rollers.
A quiet voice answered "This is
Rigor Mortis. May I set In?"
It happened during the rush for
gasoline ration coupons, and the
Without (Srrmnr in Unir?,
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Soon the children in the schools and churches will
be singing the familiar Christmas carols—"Peace on
earfh, good will toward men." There will be many sad
faces and heavy hearts in the audience that will hear
those messages of hope. Throughout the land there will
be many vacant chairs in homes whose glow filters out
upon the still night. Mothers and fathers, sisters, and
brothers will move with restrained steps, hushed voices,
and thoughts absenting to loved ones on land, on sea,
and in the air in the four quarters of the globe. The
family patriarchs, ruffling their hair in the warming
light of the fire, will lapse into meditations of rationing,
taxes, and the course of things to come. Perhaps only
the children—the 30,000,000 youngsters who will be our
citizens of tomorrow—will be able to chase entirely the
Gremlin thoughts from their minds and live the Christ
mas of 1943 with spontaneity and abandon.
To us men and women who already have used a
substantial part of our allotted span of life, it is confus
ing that the material security and the peace of mind, so
long anticipated for enjoyment in our advancing years,
seem farther in the distance than before. In this bewild
erment there are a few weak souls who would throw
out the Christmas tree, that symbol of hope, and erect
in its place a wailing wall where they could spül their
tears and lamentations. But they are outnumbered by
others, strong in spirit and firm in purpose, who hold
tight to the tattered cord of hope, faith, and charity
that will lead them out of the dark labyrinth in which
the whole human race has been thrown..
There is cause for rejoicing this year — not the
boisterous, carefree celebrations of past Yuletides, but
for solemn, fervent, spiritual jubilation over the prog
ress made during the past year by the forces of Good
over the forces of Evil. The tide of time rolls fast against
those who sow hate and discord. Perhaps before the
earth has coursed its way in space to another Christmas
the tyrants will have been swept from their shaky
thrones. Then with full joy unrestrained can we sing
our Christmas carols without tremor in voice, nor tear
in eye.—Christmas greeting note received by Land
owners Royalties Co. from Grover C. Stevenson, secre
tary, Montana Petroleum Industries Committee.
Landowners Royalties Company
In Our Twenty-first Year
scene was an American high school
The white-haired teacher at the
table looked up and grinned at the
man standing before her, applica
tion in hand.
"Well," she said, "after all these
years, I'm finally able to give you
an 'AT'
A * group of soldiers were relat
ing their experience on Guadal
canal, each trying to outdo the
others in expressing his early fears.
"The way I dug my foxhole,"
said one, "was something to see.
Each time a shell burst, I dug
deeper and deeper into that hole.
Finally, I heard a voice above me.
It was my lieutenant yelling down;
" Thompson, Thompson! If you
dig two inches deeper, I am going
to charge you with désertion? 1 "
There once was an oil man, named
Who refused to heed any warning,
He drove on the track
Without looking back
And they're mourning this morn
ing for Morning.
E. Byers Emrick
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