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Show THE PARK RECORD Thursday, April 7, 193& fj. S. Custom ADVENTURERS' CI UR V i HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELF! PAGE TWO An Old Is' "Three Strikes" By FLOYD GIBBONS Famous Headline Hunter HELLO EVERYBODY: George Codeanne of New Haven, Conn., thinks he rates a membership in the Adventurers' club. He bases his claim on doggone good grounds, too. He says he thinks he has faced death more times in one day than the average guy in everyday iwalks of life. Well, I'm inclined to think George is right about that. George looked the old Grim Reaper in the eye exactly three times on this particular day he's talking about, and I'll bet that third time, the old man with the Iscythe heaved a sigh of resignation and said: "What? You here again?" It's a fact, boys and girls. George knocked on Death's door so many times that day he made a nuisance of himself. It was on December 24, 1934, that George started out on his all- iday battle with the fates. It was just about the first good cold day they'd had in New Haven that winter, and a bunch of the boys went ice skating. One of the lads had a car, and they climbed into that for a ride out to iMiller's pond. They found the ice fa'riy solid and in pretty decent Iskating condition. First He Broke Through the Ice. They skated about an hour, and then George's friends decided to iquit. But George stayed on for one last spin around the ice and that (was the act that set the old adventure ball a-rolling. He had gone about half way around the pond, when suddenly, without with-out warning, the ice gave way beneath him and he was thrown down !into the icy water. "I was chilled through in an instant," he says. "I hit bottom and tried to rise to the surface, but to my horror, I found that both my skates had become entangled in the weeds that covered the bottom of the pond. !I bent down to disentangle them, but in my panic, only succeeded in ;making matters worse. Things seemed to be growing yellow, and then ' -.,',. . J? ' H O ' " r? 'vi I '-,, ;, - " ' These men are members of Uncle Sam s "pickpocket squad, pic tured on their patrol boat as they speed down the bay at New York to pick up an incoming ship from Europe. The enforcement division of the United States customs saves Uncle Sam a huge sum annually in revenues he would not receive if the r; II 'X, His Pals Hauled Him to Safety. hlack voices began calling to me to stretch out my arms. They called itwo or three times before I realized it was my friends trying to help me." George stood up and raised his arms. That's what saved his life. The water was only a little over his head there, and his hands, stretching out of the water, came in contact with something some-thing hard. He grabbed it. 1 It was a hockey stick he'd caught hold of. Up on the ice his friends had formed a human chain and were pushing that stick out to him. With his last ounce of strength, he clung to that stick, while his pals hauled him to safety. Now wait a minute. Don't rush off. That's only the first adventure, and George is the sort of guy who does everything by threes. The worst was still to come. As George was hauled out onto the solid ice, everything went black. He lapsed into unconsciousness, and when he came to again, he was in the car, being rushed home. And no sooner had he opened his eyes when Death struck another vicious blow this time aimed at everybody in that speeding auto. Next Came an Automobile Wreck. From where he lay in the back seat, half supported by two of his friends, George was conscious that the car was making fast time. Up ahead, another one of his pals was stepping on the gas trying to get Georee home and into some warm clothes Detore ne caugnt pneumonia The car was having toueh going. It jounced and swayed and skidded, for the ground was covered with snow and the road was slippery. They were coming to a bridge, and George watched dully as the car sped up the approach. They were on the bridge in the middle of it. And then, suddenly, the car hit a slippery spot, skidded, and crashed through the guard rail. The car shot out over the water. That, thought George, would surely be the end. The river swirled darkly forty feet below as the car's nose plunged downward to meet it. But again, the gods were kind, and that car never hit the water. The rear wheels became entangled in the twisted iron of the guard rail, and there the car hung, suspended perpendicularly over the swirling water. George was thrown forward against the back of the front seat. So were the two lads who were with him. The"re they stayed, not daring to move lest their slightest stirring tilt the car at such an angle that they'd fall out. , ,. , . Says George: "With each puff of wind with each slight movement on the part of any member of our party, the car would tip and sway a little more forward. We spent about twenty minutes there twenty minutes min-utes of agonizing torture during which not one of us spoke a single word. As a matter of fact, we hardly dared to breathe." Pneumonia Was Third and Last. Twenty minutes of that and then a wrecking car came and hauled them to safety. So ended adventure number two. Still in his wet clothes, George was hustled home. But he didn't get home quite fast enough. The cold and the wet clothes had done their work. His third meeting with Death was less spectacular than the others, but it took him a lot longer to get through with it. George came down with pneumonia. It took George three months to get over that last adventure. For six weeks he hovered between life and death. Then Death threw a big, black double six and Life took the dice to toss out a natural. He's back on his feet again now and we all hope he's done fooling around with Old Man Doom for a while. Copyright WNU Service. V lynx-eyed guardians of his "front door" were not on the job. A great percentage of the human race is born with lar ceny in its soul and it is with this percentage that the work of the enforcement division is mostly concerned. Varied and ingenious are the schemes de vised for "beating" Uncle Sam out of his just dues on dutiable goods. Worthy of a better cause are the dodges employed for smuggling contraband, such as narcotics, sweepstake tickets and even human be ings who do not come by the legal quota. But never was a scheme devised de-vised that fooled the eagle-eyed eagle-eyed men of the Customs for long. They know people;" they know all the tricks, and they possess an uncanny faculty for looking in the right place for what they seek. For example, the smuggling vest for opium, demonstrated at left, seldom gets by. Lrlfi,!l-i9Hlll-lfrMft& . X Cxil v V ! is I Picture Parade Above is a close-up of the ingenious, hollow rubber heel, once in great favor with smugglers of narcotics and jewelry. XT' "Mac" Means "Son of" "Mac" is a Gaelic prefix meaning "son of": i. e., MacDonald, son of Donald. Similar prefixes appear in Irish and Welsh. In Irish names, it is "O," as in O'Grady, and in Welsh, "Map" or "ap," as in "Prichard," a shorter form of Aprichard." Another An-other prefix of this type, says London Lon-don Answers Magazine, came through the Norman invasion. This was "Fitz," as in Fitzmaurice. 2,136-Ounce Gold Nugget , The largest nugget of gold ever discovered was found in Australia on February 5, 18G9. It weighed 2,316 ounces. A marble shaft marks the spot where John Deason and Richard Oates discovered it. Engineering En-gineering and Mining Journal. Named Tombstone, Ariz. Ed Schieffelin, the pioneer settler, named Tombstone, Ariz. He was told by friends when he left Fort Huachuca that he would find his tombstone there. Hence the name. Unusual Dog-Drawn Transportation An unusual dog-drawn transportation transpor-tation service operated in Alaska about 1900. At times, says Collier's Col-lier's Weekly, a train would consist of 24 eight-foot sledges, tied end to end, pulled by 350 Eskimo dogs, harnessed two abreast. The crew of 30 men worked in two shifts, one sleeping while the other patrolled pa-trolled the line of animals, which was a half mile long. n Cleanliness Once No Virtue Cleanliness wasn't always considered consid-ered a virtue. Back in the Sixteenth century, tongues wagged if a woman wom-an sought, attractiveness by washing wash-ing her face too often. Once or even twice a week was permissible and even advisable. Smugglers are'just as alert for new methods of beating them as are the Customs men for uncovering those methods. Above is a squad man in the chain locker of an incoming ship. i First Carpet Factory in America ' The first carpet factory to be established es-tablished in America began opera- tion in 1791 at Philadelphia, where more carpets are produced than any other city in the world. i i 1 t ,, .1 "" " J :wapiiBii j (Y f FILL EMPTY ' i Vs SOCKETS I J C ' EEEP SPARES . J I Vl ON HAND sff Ciqht b Oieopetf luutSiwk Simple, lowest rate in history now in full effect for all residential and farm customers on the Utah Power & Light Company's inter-connected system in Utah and Idaho. Snjotj fittttfi Sjtimq aHtkCkeap Slat'iicit HALF-PINT PINT QUART CODE NO. 143 CODE NO. Ill CODE NO. 110 ij ty&rarik I IQHISWHlSKEYISg YEARS OLD $4 iff , - ilikfikli I jr. fmn&unded n 1-1 it u n iizi "'""" " nil' iWt0 eiSTiuto ir 90 PROOF , HIRAM WALKER & SONS, PEORIA, ILLINOIS ' WALKERVILLE, ONT.; GLASGOW, SCOTLAND ! Somenow, uncannily, they sense contraband on an incoming ship. |