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Show SOUTH CACHE COURIER DIZZY DRAMAS AW Playing By Joe Bowers POT LUCK ADVENTURERS CLUB headlines from the lives of PEOPLE LIKE-YOURSEL- FI WHERES THE SOAP ) ANP TOWEL Down the River Road Hello, everybody: a yarn that packs thrills enough to last through did Mrs. for At it least, Dorothy Murphy, the a whole night. was Y. living on a farm in Many years ago, Dorothy Bronx, N. the Chestnut Ridge section near the little town of Dover Plains, N. Y. She set out to drive to the railroad station three miles away, and before she got back shed had enough adventures to last a He Wouldnt Let Chance Of a Lifetime Pass By lifetime. That was in February, 1914. Dorothy was just 18 years old. Her aunt had been spending two weeks with the family and it was she whom Dorothy drove to the train on that cold February evening. Automobiles werent so common then. What Dorothy d horse named LJERE is another rug drove was a surrey, drawn by an old, half-blin- to add to your collection. It is not in at 6:45 p. m., and Dor- either of the books, or the leaflet horse around and headed the for home. Already it offered herewith. Use wool rags turned othy in inch wide and a crowas dark a moonless, starless night. The way back chetstrips inch shank. The hook with lay along a steep, rough, unfenced country road that circles, squares and triangles are climbed for nearly three miles before it reached Chestnut joined with the crochet slipstitch. Ridge. On one side of it lay thick woods covering an upward slope of the ground, and on the other was a steep declivity. For part of the distance, that declivity straightened out into a tall cliff. And there was nothing to prevent a carriage from going over it, if it approached too close to its edge. That was Dorothys first thrill the prospect of driving over that road in the dark. She hadnt thought darkness would fall so soon that night,' and she was scared stiff of that cliff. As she drove along, and the darkness deepened, she couldnt see her hand before her face, and she gave Brownie a free rein, hoping that his instincts would keep him on the road. 'Brownie. The train pulled out of Dover Plains -- -- Dorothy Felt the Wheels Slipping Over the Edge. They were going along the top of that cliff, and all was going well. And then, over the edge. all of a sudden, Dorothy felt the wheels slipping d old Brownie had failed her. He Poor, half-blin- The border is in single crochet with stitches added at the corners to make it lie flat. Circles: 1st row. Chain 3. Join. Make 6 single crochet stitches in circle. 2nd row. 2 s c in each stitch. 3rd row. Change colors. Add 1 s c in every 2nd stitch. 4th row. Add 1 s c in every 3rd stitch. 5th, 6th and 7th rows. Add 6 stitches spacing them differently than in preceding row. Change colors at beginning of 6th row. Squares: 1st row. Ch. 3. 1 s c. in first ch. Ch. 1. Turn. 2nd row. 4 s c ch. 1. Turn. 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th and 7th rows. 2 s c in 1st and stitch of previous row. 1 s. c last Her arms were aching and her head was swimming. She hear Brownie in each of the other stitches. Ch. wander off. 1. Turn. 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th and 12th rows skip 1st and last stitch had gone too close to the edge! The surrey gave a sudden lurch in and Dorothy was thrown out into space! previous row. Ch. 1. Turn. 13th 1 s c in last stitch of prerow. Says Dorothy: I clutched at the air as it slid past me, vious row. like a drowning man clutches at straws. My hands grabbed some Same as squares bushes growing out from the side of the cliff and I hung on for Triangles. aU I was worth. And there I was, between earth and air, and through the 7th row. SPECIAL NOTICE:- Effective with nothing to save me from death on the rocks below but my prewith this issue of the paper, Book carious hold on those shrubs. 1 SEWING, for the Home DecDorothy says that time has no meaning under such circumstances. The minutes seemed like years. Her arms were aching and her head orator, and No. 2 Gifts, Novelwas swimming. She could hear Brownie and the surrey wandering off ties and Embroideries, are offered in the darkness. Evidently the old horse had pulled the surrey back on at 15 cents each, or both books the road after she had been thrown out. For a terrible moment she for 25 cents. Readers who have clung to the bushes, and then her fingers encountered a branch of a small not secured their copies of these two books should send in their or- tree growing along the side of the cliff. She caught it with one hand then the other and drew herself up over the cliff to safety. She lay on the ground for a while, sick and weak. Then, having recovered a little, she got up and stumbled to the road. Brownie and the surrey were nowhere in sight. Dorothy started walking toward home. Youd think shed had enough adventuring for one night but the big thrill hadnt even started. She had only walked a Sentinel Fttnirct few steps when she heard a sound that froze her blood in her veins the baying and yelping of dogs. PRIVATE PROPERTY a man leans up against Wild Dog Pack Pursues Terrified Dorothy. ' ' the forks of his own apple tree, Dogs dont sound so dangerous but Dorothy knew better. A no one can talk communism to him. short time before she had seen the body of a boy who had been 17. S. Senator Josh Lee. killed and partially eaten by these same dogs. They were wild animals descendants of dogs who had run away from their masters to live in the woods and had reverted to type. Every once in a while, in those days, packs of that sort appeared in the woods in various places throughout the country. And they still do, in wild, outlying regions. A single dog would run at the sight of a man, but in a pack, and in the middle of the winter when they were half starved, they would attack almost anyone. Dorothy knew all too well what would happen if this pack caught up with her. She turned, stumbling, into the woods and ran until she found a tree. It was a tree with a low fork of its branches one she could climb. She began pulling herself up into it. The yelping of the pack was coming nearer and nearer. She wasnt a minute too soon. She had hardly clambered into the lower branches when they were on the spot, yelping and snarling at the bottom of the tree. And there I was, shfe says, perched in the tree while the d brutes howled and snarled below. I still turn sick and cold all over when I think of that moment. The worst part of it was that I was afraid Id grow weak or faint, or so numb from the cold that Id fall out. I knew what would happen then. With the First Streaks of Dawn the Dogs Left. Hour after hour Dorothy clung to that tree, wondering why her folks didnt miss her and come looking for her. Wondering why they didnt realize something was wrong when the horse and buggy came home without her. She didnt know that old Brownie, turning completely around in his struggles to haul the surrey back on the road, had wandered back to town and was spending the night in an open horse shed. Her folks thought Dorothy had decided to spend the night with relatives in town, as she often did, so they didnt worry. And all that night, she crouched in the tree racked by the cold and harried by terrible fears. As the first streaks of gray appeared in the sky, the dogs slunk off through the woods, and when she thought it was safe she came down and crawled to the road. She couldnt walk, but a farmer, driving to the milk depot, found her in the road and brought her home. Dorothy says shes written this story for us other adventurers to read, but she adds, Usually, I dont think of it if I can help it. . 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