The Willamina times., November 21, 1935, Page 4, Image 4

Thursday, November 21, 1935
TIMES. WILLAMINA, OREGON
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FLOYD G IBBO NS
A d ve n tu re rs7 Club
'"Thrilling— Almosi a Killing !"
By F L O Y D G IB B O N S
Famous Headline H unter.
into this story today from Mr. Bernard Bumpus, and
don’t mind telling you boys and girls that Mr. Bumpus certainly
I was I BLMl’ED
put over the bumps in what he tells us was ‘he biggest thrill in
his young life. Let's bump into it.
Bun,pus bumped Into adventure— excuse me. Bernard, for my Bumptious
puns—hump me off If I do It again— when he ran to the rescue of a friend
he thought was about to be bumped— 1 mean killed off— by robbers. And it
was quite a rumpus that Bumpus bumped into— All right. Header, I ’ll stop!
In 1934 Bernard lived in New Bedford, Mass., and worked In
Wareham. He had a pal—an insurance agent—who used to run back
and forth between the two places daily in his ear and he generally
took Bernard with him.
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One evening as they met at their usual place for the home ride, the agent
told Bernard that he had to make an important collection at the "Head of the I
Bay," which is about three miles through dense woods from Buzzards Bay.
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Mr. Bumpus Figures He's Being Kidded.
As the men rode through the night the insurance man confided to Bernard
that lie was carrying a large sum of money with him and was glad that Bernard
was along, lie added that the place they were headed for was an Isolated spot
and a tough crowd—capable of even murder— hung out there.
Now Bernard says his pal wa3 an inveterate practical joker, and
he thought right away he was being kidded so he decided to hand the
line right back to him.
“That's all right,” Bernard said. “I ll take care of vou. If anybody gets
tough, why just whistle three times and I'll clean out the place.”
That promise. Bernard says, seemed to reassure his friend, so nothing more
was said until they drew up in the darkness before an Isolated cabin lighted
only by a dim kerosene lamp.
The place was miles from nowhere and, despite the fact that
Bernard thought his friend was joking, he had a strange feeling of
uneasiness.
Bernard stayed in the car as the insurance man picked his way
carefully toward the house.
“Don't forget the three whistles,” he warned.
Bernard smiled to himself and settled hack In the cer. Once alone, how­
ever. he began to think the situation might not be so funny after all. His
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friend, he knew, often carried large sums on collection days—and this spot ,
looked about as ideal a place for a robbery as you could find. He made up his
mind to play safe and be on the alert.
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Mysterious Goings-On Reveal Themselves.
A few seconds after the insurance man had disappeared toward the back of
the house, Bernard saw a huge man slink out the front door and make for the
back.
The man carried a lantern In one hand and an axe in the other.
As the lantern went around the rear of the house, Berpard heard some­
thing that drove all thoughts of a practical joke out of his head.
A shot rang out from the rear of the place!
Bernard straightened up with a jerk and strained his eyes in the direction
his friend had taken. He held his breath as he listened for the signal agreed
upon. It was no joke now he knew— and then he beard the signal.
Three faint whistles esme from the back of the house— whistles so faint
that they might have been made with a man's dying breath!
“ Believe me, I was scared,” Bernard writes. “ I didn’t know what
to do. Was it all a joke or had they shot and killed my friend? Should
I start the car and drive for help, or should I run to his aid as I had
promised? I was unarmed and felt that I would be helpless against
them and yet it seemed cowardly to run away.
“Did I want to be a live coward or a dead hero? My thoughts probably
took only a few seconds, but it seemed as though I was wasting hours of valu­
able time. I sat behind the wheel ready to start the motor, and then the next
instant I had jumped noiselessly out of the car and, grabbing a big stone from
the road, went creeping like an Indian to the rear of the house.
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Mr. Bumpus Starts to Bump—With a Rock.
“The man with the lantern had his back to me— I sneaked up with the
heavy stone held ready for a death blow. In another second that stone would I
crash into his skull! He didn’t hear me as I made the last few steps In a
Jump.”
Wham! The big stone came down with a dull thud!
But it didn’t come down on the head of the man w ith the lantern.
No, air-ree, Mr. Bumpus had bumped—there I go again— into another
figure in the dark and the stone plopped to the ground harmlessly. A
fam iliar laugh sounded In Bernard's ear, and as he looked sheepishly
around the live insurance man explained everything.
The shot had been fired at a raccoon which had been caught red-handed
robbing the chicken coop. The Insurance man wanted Bernard to see the fun
so he whistled.
“But the weak whistle?” Bernard asked.
“New false teeth,” the agent answered.
W o w ! What a close call for the man with the lantern! And it Just goes
to show, boys and girls, how a little thing like a new set of teeth might
Bumpus off!
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