"It was the only thing to do after the mule died."

''It was the only thing to do after the mule died.''
Three years bock, the Hinsleys of Dora, Missouri, had a tough decision to rnake. To buy a new mule. Or invest in o used bug. They weighed the two possibilities. First there coos the problem of the bit-ter Ozark winters. Tough on a warm-blooded mule. Not so tough on an air-cooled VW. 
Then, what about the eating habits of the two contenders? Hay vs. gasoline. As Mr. Hinsley puts it: ''I get over eighty miles Oct of a dollar's worth of gas and I get where I want to go a lot quicker.'' Then there's the road leading to their cabin. Many a mule pulling a wagon and many a conventional automobile has spent many an hour stuck in the mud. As for shelter, a mule needs o born. A 
bug doesn't. ''It just sets out there all day and the paint job looks near as good as the day we got it.'' Finally, there was maintenance to think about. When a mule breaks down, there's only one thing to do: Shoot it. But if and when their bug breaks down, the Hinsleys have a Volkswagen dealer only two gallons away.

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