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Some. Are po CoD ing for. By golly, I knew they were there waiting for me. Why,
doggone it, there must be a million good auto adventures in hiding.
The field isn’t even scratched yet.
Half our adventuring today is done in automobiles, and I'll bet
most every one of you has a good gas-buggy yarn in mind that you
just haven't gotten around to sending me yet,
This automobile yarn is a lulu, too, It comes from George H. Smith,
the trouble George got into, well, gosh hang it, it's almost enough to make 3
man sell his car and put the dough into life Insurance,
Otherwise He'd Move Out = 5 Of course, George Smith can’t very well geil that bus of his. In
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ho 1 ; driving the doggone thing.
George has been a truck driver since 1921 and he must be a pretty good
one, too, for he drove that old petrol wagon for 12 years without getting into any
really serious trouble,
Here Begins the Story of George's Woes.
One day, back in 1033 though, George did get into trouble. But I'm not
theuman to tell you about that, Let George do it!
“] was driving a big freight van,” says George, “from Boston to
Albany. | was getting along fine until just before | got to Pittsfield,
Then, coming down a steep hill called Jacob's Ladder, the car seemed
to get away from me.
“I had to grab the hand brake to prevent a smash, and what a racket that
brake made. I got her to the bottom of the hill all right, though, and there I
found I'd broken the brake shoe on the drive shaft,
“That left me nothing but the foot brakes. Maybe I should have stopped
y AL . : right there and had it fixed. If I'd had any idea of what was going to happen,
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SMASH! The Side of the Van Hit a Tree,
route behind him now-—all except one, and he was coming to that—a small
mountain that drops down into the town of Nassas, New York
George rolied over the top of that mountain and had just started
down the other side when suddenly his foot brake slipped and the van
leaped forward,
George grabbed for the shift lever—tried to throw her back into first. It
was no use. He tried the brake again, but this time the foot brake didn’t work
at all. And all the time the truck was gathering speed as It raced down the
steep incline toward the bottom.
It was only four miles to the bottom of that hill, but, as George says, a lot
can happen on a four-mile hill, especially when there's a town at the bottom.
The truck, by this time, was going faster than any truck was ever built
to go—swaying from side to side and all but leaping from the road.
George made a right turn and negotiated a left—prayed that he
wouldn't meet any traffic. Now houses began to flash by, warning him
that the town at the bottom of the hill was not far away.
“All 1 had.” says George, “was a horn and a prayer. I dropped down a
grade steeper than the rest, with a sharp curve at the bottom. And at the
speed I was making I knew I'G never make that turn.”
Crash of Truck Saves Driver's Life.
Well, he didn’t—exactly. The van hit the curve and started to dip. George
clutched the wheel and held his breath as both his left wheels raised off the
ground. He braced himself for a fall and then—SMASH-—the side of the van
UB S905, by Conmtidaset Bows Features hit a tree, tearing half the body from the wheels.
But that crash had saved George's life. The force of the impact knocked
the big truck back on all four wheels again and it caromed off down the last
BRONC PEELER Introducing B. Oliver Withers By FRED HARMAN | steep grade toward the town.
— oT Ir ) — oR TITY ry PRO Tis HASTE MITRUSION: MEN = || a CRDTHEG THIS 1S A Cow ARCH , Ahead of him red traffic lights turned green as he roared through
; ; ; WHOTVER IT BE WAS BUT OVEBMEAD Hs ould DF Mass in wn. | | WHERE MANS A MAN AN’ the village of Nassau, his horn screeching a frantic warnin
oD Tue, Caran © IH GREAT HASTE LED ME To BrLEVE- You AGE WN NEED Jd i ny DES AML ShunED— George steered the big van to the side of Whe road—rubbed Nis tires against
: : the curb in a vain effort to slow it down. Then he hit a short up-grade and
came to a stop on the outskirts of the village.
“My knees,” George says, “were like rags and T had to sit down a while.
I looked back down the street and there was freight scattered along the curb-
ing as far as I could see. 1 looked under the truck and found that the pinion
gear was gone out of the rear end,
“A town officer drove up and I was arrested. Reckless driving was the
charge, but when the kindly old judge heard my story he let me off with a
$10 fine.”
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AD 1998, by Considurnd News Frasnrnsd / EE J ’ St. Bernard Dogs Swiss ly appreciated for thelr unerring sense
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Heroes as Life-Savers | 13,0 race which has for the last 25
IODINE 80 universal is the fame of the St | years been described as St. Bernards
Bernard dogs that it goes without say- | hag, according to a noted naturalist,
ing that they rank first among the | been gradually developed by the monks
aristocracy of Switzerland's canine | through careful breeding and training
Crean. by world. Their home, as their name sug- | in lifesaving wrk.
Fa Bl Aynanusn, Teun) \ gests, is the Great St. Bernard Hos The short-haired variety is the orig-
pice, founded over 1,000 years ago by | inal kind, In 1830 some of the breth-
Bernard de Menthon, a saintly priest, | ren decided to cross thelr dogs with
and inhabited up to this day by breth- | Newfoundiands, in order to raise ani.
ren of the Order of St. Augustine, | mals which would be protected against
| states a writer in the Philadelphia In- | the inclement climate with longer hair,
oat 1 | quirer. However, this crossing did not affect
First Egg—Why do you call me ; UN RECADIRES B18 Winter lasts from eight to nine | the physical characteristics of the St
| a coward? ONT a months In that isolated mountain re- | Bernards, and only the halr became
Second Egg-—Ha, ha, because you | gion and the snow Is sometimes piled | longer,
have a streak of yellow In you, SE : up as high as 12 to 16 fuet, Bla.
a zards are sudden and descend wit General Morgan's View
such fury that many travelers would | A Union soldier who had been cape
surely perish were it not for the vigl- | tured by Gen. John Morgan during the
lance and devotion of the monks and | latter's raid through southern Ohlo in
their marvelously trained dogs. the Civil war ralsed his arms to break
Historic records show that the Hos | his musket across a rock. To prevent
pice was without any dogs up to 1670 | this, one of Morgan's men Instantly
A.D. From then on the brethren kept | drew a revolver to shoot the prisoner,
a few watch dogs, but it Is not clear | but Morgan forbade this with
Iy established of what breed they were. | ment: “Never harm a man
These animals soon took delight in| surrendered. In breaking his
sccompanying thelr masters on their | he is doing just as I would were 1
many errands of mercy and were quick: | his place
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