BLOW UP OWN
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II HH TURKS
Two Picket Boat Crews of British
Sailors Daringly Destroy
Stranded Submarine.
MAKES A THRILLING STORY
Admiral Calls for Volunteers to Go on
Perilous Undertaking in Dead of.
Night—Searchlights and Ene
my Shells Play About the
Nervy Crews.
London.—An extremely interesting
account of the destruction of the Brit
ish submarine E-15 in the Dardanelles
to prevent her from falling into the
hands of the Turks is given by one of
the men who took part in the exploit.
It will be recalled that the E-15 went
up the Dardanelles at daylight on
April 17 in an attempt to torpedo a
Turkish ship at the Narrows. The
boat ran ashore in Kephez bay a few
miles west of Chanak, on the Asiatic
shore.
The accident to the E-15 was dis
covered by the brother of the subma
rine’s captain, who went up as an ob
server in an aeroplane to watch ihe
dash of the small craft commanded by
his brother. It was he who reported
to the admiral commanding the Brit
ish fleet that the conning tower of
the frail boat was closed and that a
Turkish destroyer was standing by
evidently planning to begin salvage
operations.
Extracts from the story, printed in
Blackwood’s Magazine, follow:
“The conning tower and a little of
the whaleback were showing above
water. Submarine B-6 went up, but
TOuld not do anything, as the current
was so strong. She fired one torpedo,
but could not see if she hit. That
night two destroyers went up the
strait to attack E-15. They got fairly
near her, but saw nothing to fire at.
"Volunteer Crews Only."
“As a last resort the admiral sent
the following: ‘Two picket boats from
Triumph and Majestic are to attack
E-15 tonight with torpedoed fitted to
dropping gear. Lieutenant commander
E. G. Robinson of Vengeance will be
in charge of operations. Only volun
teer crews to be sent.’ This officer
was ordered to take charge, as his
ship had been on patrol at the time
E-15 struck, and he knew exactly
where she was.
“You can imagine the order rather
astonished us, as it was almost certain
death to take small steamboats right
up under the enemy’s guns, and into
water every inch of which was cov
ered by powerful searchlights.
“At 5 p. m. we hoisted out our picket
boat and fitted the dropping gear. We
also placed a Maxim gun in the bow,
rifles and ammunition and a life belt
for each man. I was ordered to cut
down the crew to the smallest possible
number. Many men wanted to go, but I
settled on two seamen gunners for the
Maxim, four seamen torpedo men (two
each side), one leading stoker, two
stokers and a torpedo petty officer to
act as coxswain. So altogether we
had one officer (myself) and ten men,
also Lieutenant Commander Robinson,
who was in command of both boats,
and Midshipman Woolley, also from
the Vengeance.
"While it was still light the captain
kept about three miles outside the en
trance, with our boats on the side of
the ship away from the shore, so that
the enemy, even with powerful glasses,
could not have any idea of what was
going on.
Weather Was Too Fine.
"At 6 p. m. the weather looked very
suitable—overcast, with a slight haze
over the land and indications of light
rain—but later it cleared up and be
came too fine for our liking.
“At 10 p. m. the Majestic's boat ar
rived, with Lieut. C. H. Godwin. R. N.,
in charge, and shortly after we pushed
off, with my boat leading and the Ma
jestic following about 800 yards astern.
"It was a bit eerie, steaming along
in the pitch dark with all lights out in
the boat, toward the distant search
lights, not knowing whether death or
life awaited one.
"The whole distance was about 12
miles from the ship, the last five be
ing the really dangerous part. Up to
there one’s only danger was mines,
and, as we only drew five feet, we
hoped we would go over them all right,
though it was quite on the cards we
would bump a floating mine.
“We kept nearly in the center of the
channel to avoid being spotted by the
Suandere No. 7 searchlight, which was
not a very high one. We had come
along quite unobserved until we were
abeam of it, passing the smaller search
lights without much trouble. Unfor
tunately the men stationed near the
Suandere searchlight saw us and start
ed off firing 6 or 12 pdr. shrapnel.
“Thus the ball opened—we still had
three or four miles to go. We continued
our way and approached the other
searchlights. The alarm having been
given, all the other searchlights came
on and sent their beams searching
round to pick us up, and as each beam
struck us, bang would go another gun.
A few seconds later we would bear a
ping as the projectile whizzed past
if ' .. ' . . .. .. ..
us, or a sharp metallic crack as a
shrapnel burst just over our heads.
In Glare of Searchlights.
"Presently we arrived in the vicinity
of the stranded submarine. By this
time eight searchlights were trained
on our boat, and we were being fired
on from six directions. The noise of
the guns and the splashes in the wa
ter and the powerful beams of the
searchlights must have made an effec
tive scene. Personally, however, I had
not much time to consider the artistic
side of it, as I was steaming zigzag
courses to puzzle the gunners, gradu
ally getting near to the place where
we thought E-15 was. The Majestic’s
boat had been fired on, but not to such
an extent, as we, being the leading
boat, received at first most of the
enemy’s attention.
“We saw a dark mass which we
thought must be the submarine (there
was no searchlight on it, so we could
not make sure), and the order was
given to fire one torpedo, which we
did, but as we beard no explosion con
cluded we had missed.
“The current was very strong and
rather like a whirlpool In Kephez bay,
so steering was very difficult, and it
was an effort to keep one’s head with
the noise of guns all round us and the
dazzle of the searchlights.
“We steamed up a short distance
and turned round intending to close
again and fire our other torpedo, but
suddenly saw the Majestic’s boat in
trouble and the crew calling for help.
It appeared that coming up behind us,
and while the searchlights were fo
cused on us one of the beams passed
us and shone right on E-15, and the
Majestic's boat was luckily only 200
yards away and saw it. Godwin im
mediately fired one torpedo, which did
not strike the object. At that mo
ment his boat was struck by a shell
under the water line aft and com
menced to take in water rapidly. He
gallantly turned his boat toward E-15
again, steamed in a bit and fired his
second torpedo, which caught E-15 just
in front of the conning tower and on
the forward whaleback of the hull,
making a fine explosion. I consider
this was a very brave deed, as Godwin
knew he was in imminent danger of
sinking, but ran in again to have a
second shot.
Wounded Man Overlooked.
"When we saw them their stern
sheets were awash and it looked as if
they might have to swim for it- We
maneuvered the boat to go alongside,
but the current was terrible and it
made the handling a very difficult mat
ter. The enemy saw the disaster and
redoubled their efforts. The sea all
round us was a mass of splashes from
projectiles, some of them 15 to 20 feet
high, while the water where the shrap
nel burst was pitted as if by heavy
rain. How it was we were not hit 1
cannot say—one would imagine it was
impossible to come out of such an in
ferno. All I can say is that God pre
served us and not a shot actually hit,
though we w’ere one and all wet with
the splashes. After some difficulty we
got alongside the Majestic’s boat and
they jumped on board. We were very
delighted to hear that they had been
successful and had done the job of tor
pedoing E-15.
"As we steamed round again pre
paratory to heading out we saw a man
crawling out of the other boat’s stern
sheets. He had been forgotten in the
hurry of the moment. It looked liko
suicide to go back, but of course we
1 could not leave him there, so maneuv
ered close again and shouted to him to
get into the water and swim toward
us, which he did, and we hauled him
into the boat unconscious. Godwin,
who looked after him, had him put
down the forepeak and it was found
that his legs had been crushed through
the explosion of the shell which struck
the boat. He was the only man in the
stern sheets and in the dark they
overlooked him when it came to aban
doning their boat.
"The enemy evidently thought that
there were men still on the sinking
boat, as they kept their searchlight
on her and concentrated a heavy fire
also. They must have wasted a few
hundred rounds. This enabled us to
steal away quietly, and, as there was
about a four-knot (or even more) cur
rent running, we soon got some dis
tance away. We had steamed over
two mine fields to get to E-15.
“The Old Navy Touch.”
“We first vent to the Majestic on
the outer soifhern line of patrol.
MISS THEODORA BOOTH
Miss Booth is the daughter of Bal
lington Booth, founder of the Volun
teers of America, and granddaughter,
of the late William Booth, founder of
the Salvation Army. Miss Booth has
had success for three years with un
fortunate men and women through
the Volunteers of America in the con
gested portion of New York.
When we got alongside her and asked
for a doctor he found that the wounded
man was dead. The commander of the
Majestic, with the true old navy touch,
instead of congratulating us all on the
success of the expedition and his peo
ple on their lives being saved, only
asked them if they had saved any of
the boat's gear!
“Having put the party on board, and
the dead man, we shoved oft and tried
to find the Triumph, which was about
three miles away. At night time in
war, when all lights are out and dead
lights down, it is hard »o see even a
big ship. However, we found the Tri
umph and arrived alongside at 3:10
a. m., having had an exciting time and
an extremely interesting adventure.
After hoisting my boat, in I went and
reported myself to the captain on the
bridge, who was very nice about it all
and also said he had not expected to
see us again.
"Lieutenant Commander Robinson
was in charge of the operations and in
my boat, and I carried on under him.
To him the greatest credit is due, and
I am glad to say he has been promoted
to commander for his gallantry dis
played on this and several previous oc
casions.’’
CELL KEY DID THE TRICK
Escaping Prisoner at St. Louis
Police Station Thought It
Was a Gun.
St. Louis, Mo.—Using a tin spoon
and a shoestring to open the door of
his cell in police headquarters, J. J.
Hartwell, bandit suspect wanted in
Butte, Mont., was subdued by a guard
using a brass key as a pistol and put
back into his cell.
Hartwell had picked the St. Louis
lock and opened the door and was
about to make for a rear window
when he was captured by Parker
Thompson.
As Hartwell left the cell Thompson
pounced upon him, pointing his big
brass key at the prisoner and order
ing him to hold up his hands. The
prisoner thought he was “covered"
with a revolver and raised his hands.
Hen in 500-Mile Hatch.
Cottage Grove, Ore.—A hen set here
completed her hatch 500 miles away.
When Bert Nokes prepared to move
to Spokane he decided to ship his hen
and eggs by express. Chicken fan
ciers smiled, but when biddy arrived
in Spokane she had in no way changed
her mind about raising a family.
Nokes announces that twelve of the
fourteen eggs hatched.
GETTING THE RANGE OF THE GERMANS
British observation ottlcers with a range-finder noting the elevation at
which the guns must be fired to strike the position of the Germans.
NEW WAY TO MAKE RAIN
Lyerly, Ga.—Colquitt Chambers of
Rossville believes he is a rainmaker.
A few days ago he killed a large black
snake and hung it up in a bush. A
showor came up and gave him a wet
ting before he could reach shelter.
A day or two later he mowed some
hay. and this, be thinks, brought an
other rain.
Now people in every section are kill
ing snakes and hanging them up and
mowing bay to bring rain.
Medals Have Their Duty.
Hiawatha, Kan.—Gold medals for
prize crops are so numerous with S. G.
Trent of Hiawatha, who has just been
designated at the Panama-Pacific ex
position as champion corn grower for
Kansas, that he uses the prize medals
as paperweights in his mill office.
Trent has no formula of secret prac
tice that enabled him to raise the 117
bushels to the acre and win the prize
The corn was grown on his father's
fans five miles southwest of town. In
a field ot 18 acres Trent measured off
an acre, planted Boone County white
corn, cultivated it Just as he would
an ordinary crop, and gave it no spe
cial attention of any kind. The corn
grew and made him 117 bushels.
A Blushing Bridge at 79.
Grant's Pass, Ore.—The oldest cou
ple ever married in Josephine county
have just started on their honeymoon.
John M. Jones, the bridgegroom,
lacked only two months of eighty
years, and the blushing bride was
seventy-nine rears old.
PACKING CHLORINE FOR THE FRONT
Workmen in a munitions factory near London packing chlorine for ship
ment to the front. All of them have to wear respirators.
CUPID IN WAR TIME
Weddings in a Hurry Are Now the
Fashion.
Romance Surrounds Almost All War
Marriages and All Records for
Speed Are Shattered—Char
ters Ship for Ceremony.
—
London.—A newspaper edited and
published in some inexplicable man
ner by the British soldiers in the
trenches has the following society
note concerning the recent wedding
of a young officer:
“Twenty-four hours after the cere
mony the bridegroom left for Bou
logne by the famous 'one o'clock spe
cial' from Victoria station, and before
midnight he was cozily installed in
the 'Carlton' dug-out, pelted with
something far hotter than confetti or
old shoes. His bride went back to
her mother's and dreamed of the time
when he'd come again—unannounced
as good fortune is, and equally hard
to recognize.
"We’re eating cake here, and wear
ing the mufflers her bridesmaids gave
us. Meanwhile the colonel is writing
a letter of thanks and promising to
keep an eye upon young D- for a
day or two, until his head comes down
out of the clouds, and the sniper be
comes a real institution to him again.”
Weddings in a hurry are now tho
fashion in Britain and honeymoons,
far from being a real 'moon' in length,
are often not even a day. Better be
a wife for five minutes, one bride is
quoted as saying, than an old maid
all your life. Another woman was
heard to remark: "Thank God, he was
my husband for a fortnight before he
was shot. Now he can claim me in
heaven.”
The other day a Glasgow man re
ceived a summons on an hour’s notice
to attend the wedding of one of his
soldier friends. The intrepid son of
Mars had arrived unexpectedly and
astonished his own particular comer
of the world by announcing that he
intended to be wedded and away in
thirty-six hours. The best man was
afterward heard to assert that the ex
citement of arranging and carrying
through the ceremonies at the regis
QUEEN TURNS NURSE
The queen of Bulgaria, whose ability
as a nurse has been manifested time
and time again since she established
in Sofia one of the finest and best
equipped hospitals, has again taken
actively to the work which she loves
co dearly. The alleviation of the suf
ferings of her subjects has always
been the thing nearest her heart, and
so, while the soldiers of her kingdom
are marching 10 the war, she is de
voting her time and attention to nurs
ing the sick orphans in the orphan
ages of her country.
trar’s, before the sheriff, and in
church, in addition to the lunch, the
speeches, a subsequent visit to a the
ater, and send-off at the station, all
within the time limit, had made a
confirmed bachelor of him.
A bluejacket on one of the Harwich
destroyers made a strong bid for the
matrimonial speed record. He could
only get two hours' leave of absence
from his ship, but he used it well. His
fiancee and friends met him directly
he reached the shore, and they drove
in a motor car t" Ramsey church, a
good three miles. There the wedding
was performed and the newly-married
c -lple drove back to Harwich to have
a "top speed" wedding breakfast.
The witty Lady Randolph Churchill
says the nearest approach she knows
to a marriage made in heaven was the
case of the aviator who flew over from
Dunkirk recently, married his bride,
and then flew back again.
Romance surrounds almost all the
war weddings. The story of how a
farmer’s son. Sergeant Crees of the
North Somerset Yeomanry, wooed and
won a peer's niece for a bride reads
more like a figment of the novelist's
brain than an actual occurrence.
The gallant sergeant came scatheless
through a lot of the stifTest fighting,
but the day arrived when he found
himself among th - "casualties” in
Rouen hospital. Thence he was in
valided home and sent to the V. A. D.
hospital at Oakley Manor, Shrews
bury. The sister second in command
here was Miss Jackson, who belongs
to a wealthy Shropshire family, and
whose father fought and died for his
country in the South African war.
Lord Hatherton of Teddesley Park,
Staffordshire, is her uncle, and she
has no end of aristocratic relations,
all of which, however, did not prevent
her devoting herself to nursing the
wounded soldiers. Thanks to her care
and devotion. Sergeant Crees recov
ered from a serious operation, and a
warm attachment sprang up between
nurse and patient, which led to their
engagement and ultimate marriage.
Two members of the medical pro
fession were recently made as one on
the high seas. They were Dr. Percy
Wallace (First British Field hospital
to Serbia) and Miss Dora Woolcock
of the Wounded Allies First Field
u»it to Montenegro. It was when
they arrived at Saloniki that Doctor
Wallace and Miss Woolcock decided
to marry. She was bound for Monte
negro, he for Serbia. They found
that the wedding could only be per
formed after a three weeks' residence,
unless the marriage could take place
in a British ship outside the three
mile limit. Accordingly, a ship was
chartered, and three miles from land
the marriage service was read by the
vicar of Buxton. Claude Askew, the
novelist, gave the gride away.
MAKES MODEL OF HIS JAIL
San Francisco Prisoner Works for Fun
—Wouldn't Work for His
Children.
San Francisco.—Joseph Swanson,
serving a term in the county jail for
failure to provide for his children, has
proved his ability to provide for them
if he cares to try.
During three weks in Jail he mod
e'ed a wooden replica of the building
in which he is imprisoned, with a saw,
jackknife and a pot of glue. The win
dows are made of celluloid panes.
Swanson has presented his model to
Sheriff Barnet, who has placed it in
his collection of curiosities.
HURLS ALIMONY ON PORCH
Probation Officer Gives Ohio Man
Lessons In Proper Way
to Pay.
Akron, O.—Probation Officer Switzer
recently gave Harry P. Hood instruc
tions as to the proper way to pay $5
a week alimony he was ordered to
give his wife.
Hood tied up $4.50 in a small pack
age and threw it upon the porch of
his wife’s home. Mrs. Hood ask^d
Switzer to make Hood give up the
additional 50 cents, .-.nd added that It
would be more satisfactory if in fu
ture the money was paid through the
cdurt.
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NOVEL FEAT_IN SURGERY
Dallas—With two ten-inch strips
of skin knitting perfectly on his
back, David Heed of Denison, a Mis
souri, Kansas & Texas railroad en
gineer, presents what surgeons here
state is one of the most remarkable
surgical cases ever known in the
Southwest.
Reed lost two-thirdr of his skin
surface by escaping steam in a train
wreck four months ago. Physicians at
the time believed he would diet but
Reed was brought to a local sanitari
um, where the sixteenth patch o( skin
was grafted and the wreck victim took
a new grasp on life.
Found $100 Pearl in Hia Lunch.
Toledo, O.—J. C. Wanamaker re
ceived full value for his money in a
restaurant at South Bend, Ind., when
he found a pearl worth more than
$100 in a 25-cent dish of raw oysters.
One of the waiters contended the
“'pearl belonged to him but the Toledo j
man refused to give it up. j
GRAWLTOJEEDOM
Prisoners Make Daring Escape
From German Camp.
Cut Barbed-Wire Fences and Flee In
Night — British Sergeant Tells
King of Remarkable Feat of
Self and Private.
London.—An Interesting account of
the escape from Germany of two pris
oners of war, one a sergeant and the
other a private of a British light in
fantry regiment, has Just come to light
through the audience granted by the
king at Buckingham Palace to Ser
geant Birley and Private Haworth.
King George personally questioned
the two soldiers at great length re
garding their escape. The story told
by Sergeant Birley was particularly
interesting.
“It took us just four days and five
nights to get free of German soil after
we had once broken out of our prison
at Westphalia,” the sergeant said. “I
went to the front with my regiment,
the First Gloucesters, as soon as the
war broke out, and was captured on
October 29, 19^4, near Ypres. On the
way to the prison camp in Westphalia
we were pretty roughly treated. One
night fifty-three of us were locked in
a church and had nothing to eat for
more than twenty-four hours. At last
they emptied a basket of moldy bread
on to the floor and left us a bucket of
water. During the train Journey fifty
three of us were crammed into a
closed railway van for fifty-six hours.
Only once were we allowed to get out,
and that was for a few minutes. For
food we bad some scraps of breau.
“At the camp I made several plans
for escaping, but never got a favora
ble opportunity. I managed to get
myself transferred to another camp
and there began to make my plans
which have succeeded so welL
“It was not an easy matter. The
camp was, of course surrounded by a
high barbed-wire fencing. On each
of its four posts a sentry was posted,
and night four powerful acetylene
lamps lighted up the whole of the
camp.
“The great night came. We waited
till one of the sentries had his back
turned, and then wriggled on our
stomachs to the fencing. I then man
aged to sever one strand of the fence
anj« to my mind, the tang of it made
the greatest noise I’ve ever heard.
But the sentry walked on. With beat
ing heart I snapped the second strand.
That made an awful noise. Still the
sentry walked on. Then we crawled
out, free men. I am glad we outwit
ted that sentry, as he had caused us a
lot of trouble.
“We had to crawl for 100 yards be
fore we could get any sort of shelter,
and then we moved away as quickly
as we could in the circumstances.
During the night a compass which I
had was a real friend.
"The only food we had was a few
biscuits and a little chocolate. When
ever we came near a farm the watch
dogs barked. In the nights that fol
lowed the dogs always smelt us when
we were stealing apples in the or
chards. For three days we had no
other food but apples.
"It wasn’t safe to travel by day. Al
though we had plenty of tobacco, 1
had laid it down that there was to be
no smoking day or night until we were
out of the country. The smell of Eng
lish tobacco might easily put an in
quisitive German on our track.
“When we actually crossed the fron
tier into Holland we were in a pretty
bad condition, so cramped with sleep
ing out in the wet and our feet swol
len and bleeding we could hardly
stand. The first Dutch farmhouse was
a godsend.’*
MASCOT GETS HIS
_ I
“Ginger,” mascot of the battleship
Oregon, recently got lost while on
shore leave. Later he showed up
along the water front and was given
five days in the brig for failing to
show up at four bells in the evening.
Bans Dope Kiss in Prison.
Seattle, Wash.—County Prison Su
perintendent Hally has put an official
ban on the kissing of women prison
ers by visitors.
A few months ago he gave notice
that no more kissing would be allowed
in the visitors’ lobby of the men’s sec
tion, following the discover that
“dope” in various forms was' being
transferred to prisoners by the lip-to
tip route. A similar discovery, he
says, was made in the women’s ward.
Women Repair the Roads.
Hammon. Okla.—Their husbands
busy harvesting the crops and at
tending to other farm work, the wom
en of Spring Creek neighborhood,
near here, got out and repaired the
roads, and did a good job.
Luke Trent, the mail carrier, com
plained about the culverts and bridges
being out. The men were too busy
with other work. Trent said he would
have to quit carrying the mail If the
roads and bridges were not fixed.
The women used a plow and a scrap
er and In two days had the work done.
TANK IN LITTLE
HISSING JAUNT
Does Serpentine Tango in Chica
go Street, Causing No Little
Excitement.
“GOOD BUY” FOR SAM
3od# Fountain Attachment Picked Up
by Junk Dealer Does Some
Startling Things When At
tacked by Purchaser.
—
Chicago.—Sam Shamberg, dealer In
rags, old iron, and related products,
made a good buy recently. He came
across a second hand liquid carbonic
acid tank such as is used iu soda
fountains.
He took it tc his emporium at Chest
nut and Franklin streets and, being a
prudent person, he saw a varied profit
to be had in dissecting the tank.
The nozzles of such tanks are made
of brass and brass is a readily sal
able metal. Hence Sam would remove
the nozzle first. He stood the tank
upright and hit it a crack with a
sledge.
A Little Hissing Jaunt.
A truly alarming thing occurred. As
if resenting the violence of Sam’s at
tack, the tank hissed with remarkable
humannes.V and, without further ado,
set off up the street in most shocking
haste.
It so h£f»pens that the factories in
this vicinity are discharging their hun
dreds of Workers at this time of day
and the majority of these are girls.
When these young women saw a hid
eous gray qbject, foaming at the mouth,
hissing liae a. sea serpent, and swiz
zling up Che srtreet like aa intoxicated
muskelluAge, they thought the city had
been attacked by German submarines
and a torpedo had gone astray.
A H'isting of Skirts.
Well, sir, they say up along West
Chestnut street there never was such
Set Off Up the Street.
a h’isting of skirts and such a screech
ing of terror nor such a scramble for
something to get behind since ..he Chi
cago aVenue water main burst.
Daniel Matthews, a driver for P. D.
Carroll, an expressman, tried to guide
his horses out of the vav of the ram
paging tank, but it’s hard enough to
dodge on foot, let alone trying to
dodge with two horses and a truck.
The hissing monster hit one of the
horses and fractured a leg.
Meanwhile Sam was doing a ser
pent gallop after his runaway junk,
and was losing by a mile, when the
angry tank gave a last hissing gasp
and fell dead.
STARTS AUTO; CAN’T STOP IT
Yells to Watching Wife: “Phone to
Garage and Tell Me Next Time
I Come By.”
Shenandoah, la.—A Shenandoah
business man purchased an automobile
and after a lesson in driving started
out by himself. From her window his
wife proudly saw him whizz by, well
up to the speed limit. In a few min
utes he came back again and then
again and again.
Finfclly he shouted to her as he
went by, “Say, Lizzie, telephone to the
garage and find out”—
He completed the sentence the next
rountl, —’'how to stop this darned
thin£ and tell me the next time I go
by.”
FORMS A “DEVIL’S ROSARY”
New Mexico Snake Killer's "Beads"
Are Hundred Rattlers of
Reptiles.
Tucunnari, N. M.—One hundred
rattlesnakes is the record of C. T.
Taylor of T rTVl. who claims to be
the champion snake killer of eastern
New Mexico He now has a hundred
rattlers on a long string which ho
calls his “devil’s rosary.”
Taylor says this is the dangerous
season for rattlers, as they have been
shedding their skins and are partially
blind and very mean.
FLOOD LIFTS COW INTO TREE
Among Other Freakish Stunts in
Maryland It Steals Barrel of
Vinegar.
Frederick, Md.-*-Queer freaks were
played by a cloudburst which swept
over a section of Frederick county.
County Commissioner Frank M. Ste
ven* of Creagerstown lost two cows.
He £ound one of them in the fork of a
pea*.h tree seven feet from the ground.
Samuel Geisbert of Creagerstowc, who
thought he had taken every movable
object from his cellar, lost a b&rrol of
vinegar.
