Vernonia eagle. (Vernonia, Or.) 1922-1974, November 01, 1935, Image 7

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VERNONIA EAGLE, VERNONIA, OREGON
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his revolver, he began an Intensive campaign to drive all the reptiles off ing he Is tlie Columbia’s backfield
that narrow, sparsely guarded strip.
star. He Is not. Columbia's Sam
Maniaci lives In New Jersey. . . .
He Decides to Try the Death-Strewn Path.
The snakes paused and struck at the coal chunks he tossed, but they No winner of the Belmont Futurity
squirmed away at the approach of the torch. Those that wouldn’t move ever has gone on to win the Ken­
for the torch, Tom blew apart with his Colt. All the time, he had been tucky Derby.
Tiddlywinks has become (no kid­
edging bls way down that clear strip, until at last he was safely past
ding) the favorite gambling game
them.
The improvised torch burned down to his fingers and he
threw it away. Then he turned and made a wild dash for the
entrance.
He catne out of the ground with such a rush that his horse, tethered
to a tree limb outside, became frightened and tried to break away. He
caught him, though, and climbed on his back.
Then be rode back to where bis boss was waiting, to tell him what
he thought of the geology business, and especially the things you run into
while you’re working at it
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“Death in the Dark”
By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter.
r KNEW a bird once who had the reputation of being afraid of
A nothing under the sun. It seemed as though, when they built
that bozo, they made him with only one nerve—and that one cast
iron. He could crash to the ground in a plane and crawl out of
the wreckage laughing—could walk through a hail of rifle bullets
without even batting an eye.
They said he was fear-proof, but he confessed to me once that one
thing had him scared to death.
"I don’t want to die in the dark,” he told me. “That's the most hor­
rible thing I can think of.”
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And I thought of that lad today, when I heard the story of
Thomas A. Woodman, who, In July, 1922, stood In a darkened
catacomb and faced, not one death, but thirty.
This happened to Tom when he was living on his dad’s ranch
In Young county, Texas.
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He was working for a man who was making a geological survey of
the neighborhood, and it was his job to locate limestone strata in the
ravines and mountain sides of the surrounding country.
Looking for Limestone in an Abandoned Mine.
He would ride or walk through the country all day until he spotted
an outcropping streak of the stone, and then his boss, by the aid of
instruments, would follow the course of the stratum In an effort to locate
probable sites for oil wells.
It was on one of these walks that Tom came upon the
entrance to an abandoned mine, and it struck him that mine
would be a fine place to look for limestone. So he got out his
flashlight and started to go in.
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He was just about to enter when he remembered that there had been
rumors of wildcats in that part of the country, and he paused long
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Football coaches are supposed to
be pretty grouchy, difficult people
during the season, but as far as I
know I can’t say that Is true. No­
ble worries, of course, before a big
game when the team is not going
too well, although he tries to ap­
pear unconcerned to me all the
Mrs. Noble Kizer, wife of the Pur­ time.
Tom Decides to Take No Chances With Wildcats.
There didn’t seem to be any wildcats in the mine, though. With his
flashlight, Tom examined every nook and corner of the old diggings, but
he didn't find any limestone, either. He had reached the back of the
mine, and started to dig out a specimen of the rock that composed Its
rear wall, when suddenly he heard a soft, slithering noise behind him.
Tom pulled out his gun and froze In his tracks, listening for
a repetition of the sound.
From down somewhere toward the entrance, he could hear
something—a queer, shuffling sound as if some animal were sneak­
ing up on him in the dark. The funny thing about that sound,
though, was that It seemed to come from several places at once.
Tom's thumb pulled back the hammer of his revolver. He fumbled
for his flashlight and got it out—started flashing it about In search of a
wildcat.
Its roving beam disclosed, not a cat, but something infinitely more
horrible. On the floor in front of him, and almost at his feet, were rat­
tlesnakes—dozens of them—writhing and squirming across the entire
length of the passage.
They were all over the floor, and still coming—pouring out
from behind the timber that supported the roof of the mine.
The sight first sickened Tom, and then horrified him.
"I felt,” he says, “like praying to God to take away those
reptiles and send me a couple dozen wildcats Instead."
He backed as far as be could into the rear of the old mine, and his
racing mind began to grope for some way out of bls unwholesome pre­
dicament.
Tom’s “Hosts" Were Unwilling That He Depart.
The snakes were between Tom and the mine entrance. And that
made it bad. They were hissing and spitting at Tom—plainly resenting
his intrusion, and that made It worse.
In another minute they would be moving up on him—striking at him.
Tom knew he had to do something before that came to pass.
Hs flashed his light over the floor again In another swift
Inspection. The snakes covered the whole floor of the mine but
there was one spot—a strip three or four feet wide—where they
were few and far between.
Sonnv Workman Is
Best Whip Jockey
Old-timers will tell you that Son­
ny Workman Is the best whip rider
since Snapper Garrison. Yet one
of the best performances ever seen
at a local track was his hand rid­
ing of King Saxon In the Conti­
nental Handicap at Jamaica. . . .
More than 325,000 words were filed
by the experts during the third day
Mrs. Noble Kizer
Discusses Life
of Coach’s Wife
due football coach uho hat kept the
Boilermakers near the top of the Big
Ten standings since he first became
head coach, has been induced to tell
readers her reactions to being the wife
of a successful mentor. She is Hugh
Bradley's guest columnist.
By MRS. NOBLE KIZER
enough to take a last look at bis Colt .44. Then be barged on.Into the
mine.
Purdue and football have been
connected with my family for
several years now.
My sister Esther is
a graduate of Pur­
due and later mar
r 1 e d Rip Miller,
Navy coach, who
played on the line
with Noble at No­
tre Dame on the
“Four Horsemen”
team of 1924, al­
though Rip and No­
ble were two of
the so-called “Sev-
Rip Miller,
en Mules." I'm glad
that Navy and Purdue do not meet
In football, for such a game would
strain family relations a little bit.
I fear.
of the Long Island polo set during
these chilly evenings. . . . Smokey,
the bulldog mascot of the Quantico
Marines football team, has a signed
and sealed commission as a master
sergeant. His record Includes a ci­
tation for bravery and two court-
martials for "mistaking a fellow
marine's hand for a ham bone."
He drew seven days in the brig out
ot each court-martial. ... Carl
Petersen, who plays soccer for the
Cjoa F. C. of Brooklyn, has been
a wireless operator and film man
with Admiral Byrd's Polar epxedl-
tlons. He always carries the club’s
pennant along with him.
Lafayette, Ind.—When Mr. Brad­
ley asked me to tell, from my view­
point, how it feels to be the wife
of a football coach I must confess
I was rather flustered and did not
know where or how to begin. The
thought of writing a column for a
great newspaper audience was over,
whelming,
particularly
because
there was no precedent for such
an article.
Then I remembered
that wives of professional men had
expressed their reactions In print
before and I did not feel like a
lonely pioneer.
Gridiron Wife Has
Some Advantages
I thought he was in for an un­
comfortable season last year when
Rice defeated Purdue In the open­
ing game by 14—0 and then his old
school, Notre Dame, won by 18—7.
In the Rice game Purdue failed to
score a point for the first time in
48 straight games and lost its first
game to a non-Conference oppo­
nent since 1930, Noble’s first year
as head coach. I could almost hear
the wolves howling In the distance,
but everything was all right when
the team defeated Wisconsin. Car­
negie Tech, Chicago, Iowa, Fordham
and Indiana to finish In a tie with
Minnesota for the Big' Ten cham­
pionship.
ot the World series, 220,000 ot them
going over the wires during the
game. . . . Although most athletes
lose weight during a season ot com­
petition, Ted Coy, one of the hard­
est-working fullbacks of all times,
used to gain five pounds or more
each season. . . . Coy, incidentally,
never used to dropkick with his
toe as do most kickers. He met
the ball with his instep just as if
he was punting.
Wrigley Field, home of the Cubs,
is the cleanest and best managed
of all major league baseball parks,
with Yankee stadium ranking sec­
ond. . . . Fred Frick, son of the
National league president, is a base­
ball fan but probably will try out
for the golf team at DePauw uni-
versity. . . . The New York state
racing commission Is on the pan
again.
Joseph E. Widener is confiding
that he no longer will fight for pari­
Since 1930, when Noble was pro­ mutuels in New York and so per­
You see, football coaching is as moted from line coach, he has had sons fostering the cause must seek
much of a profession as medicine, few occasions to worry. In that a new angel.
Jimmy Archer, perhaps the great­
law or engineering, time Purdue has won 36 games,
requiring the same tied 2 and lost 6—2 of them by 1 est of all catchers, was one former
baii player who had trouble mak­
special
training point.
There are advantages to compen­ ing up his mind which team to root
and knowledge—
and making for sate for the worry a football coach for at the World series. Archer
the same problems —and his wife—suffers. I do not caught for the Tigers against the
for the wives. Foot­ think I would have seen New York, Cubs In the 1907 series. One year
ball Is strictly a the most fascinating city In the later he was catching for the Cubs
man’s game or world to me—Inst year or this If against the Tigers. . . . Abe Stark,
business and a Purdue had not scheduled a game who has high hopes of becoming
leader of the Twenty-third Assem-
coach’s wife is sup­ with -Fordham. • e e
bly district in Brooklyn, once was
posed to be neither
HOSE ultra-rich Detroit sports­ a basketball star. He excelled for
seen nor heard
men whose stock tips enabled the Royal Five, the Celtics of their
Noble Kizer.
during the season.
Ty Cobb to become a millionaire
I’ve tried to follow that principle now plan to do the same for time. . . . Donald Budge, the ten.
at Purdue, although there is a leg­ Mickey Cochrane. . .
Hank De
end on the camps that I was Indi­ Berry, who achieved his fame as
rectly responsible for‘the greatest
Dazzy Vance’s battery mate, says
season the university ever had.
that Dutch Reuther was the best
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My oldest son, Richard Allen, pitcher ever to wear a Brooklyn un­
was born In the morning of the iform. . . . Even the prince of
game with Michigan In 1929. That Wales cannot escape the penalties
afternoon Purdue went Into the of fame. A picture of him, taken
last quarter losing by 16—6 and in 1924 when he came to this coun­
came out of It winning, 30—16, af­ try and gave so much assistance nis notable, is one of the world’s
He
ter having scored four quick touch­ to the International polo gate, now most accomplished sleepers.
downs. The team then went on hangs dusty and neglected In the can slumber for 16 hours at a
to finish the season undefeated and Meadow Brook club smoking room. stretch.
untied, the Western Conference
Because he felt that the dignity
Bill Terry Is the easiest on bats
champion.
Ever since that time of the club should be upheld at all ot the National league heavy hit­
Richard and I have been regarded costs, Bill Terry decreed that all ters. He uses only three or four
as unofficial mascots of the team. members of the Giants should tip a season while Cuyler and Babe
two bits each at meals eaten while
traveling at the club’s expense last
A Sixteenth century German sci­ summer. . . . One of life’s main wor­
entist published a book on botany ries for Sam Maniaci, who sells
Tom took off his straw hat, rolled it up in his bandanna and set tire to “to bring back to life a science al­ fish on Fifth avenue In Brooklyn. Is
it Then, waving this improvised torch, throwing coal chunks and shooting most extinct.”
the people who call him up think­
Botany in Sixteenth Century
Herman each wreck from 75 to
100 bats. That largely is because
Kikl and Babe hit numerous halls
with the end of the bat while Terry
usually connects somewhere close
to the trade mark.