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Show WILD 30-MILE RIDE OF GIRL AND BOY Ride on Bumpers of Freight Train, Clinging- to Brake Beam, and Are Uninjured. Marlon, O. "Our stepmother didn't treat us like mamma did and so wo Just run away," said pretty 17-year-old Nettlo Hatchor, who, with her 13-year-old brother Emmet, was captured cap-tured at Martol after having ridden tho bumpers of a Big Four freight train for 30 miles. Tho chlldron loft tholr homo, a short dlstanco from Mount Vlckory, tolling their stepmother thoy woro going to hunt up young turkoys In tho Holds. Instead thoy walked to tho llttlo station, whoro thoy crawlod bo-tweon bo-tweon tho bumpers of a freight train and rodo through this city as far as Caledonia, ten mllo3 cast of here, whoro they woro dlscovorod by tho conductor and put off at tho depot. After spending tho night In tho station sta-tion thoy walked to Martel, a dlstanco dls-tanco of four mllos, and wero arrest-id arrest-id by Marshal Trickoy, who had re-elvod re-elvod a description of tho runaways. Whllo tho children woro slooplng loundly In tho vlllago depot at Calo-donla Calo-donla tholr father, John Hatcher, a well-to-do fanner, with a posso of 100 men from Mount Victory, La Rue and Agosta, scoured tho woods and Molds all night for them. It was feared that thoy had been klllod or kidnaped, kid-naped, as tho father never dreamed of tholr running away. "Wo Just clung onto tho brakoboam (or doar llfo," said tho girl when brought hero. "Brother and I novor tflt )At , k.fl rV a.l I thought of tho danger, I guess. Wo Just wanted to got away oh, anywhere, any-where, Just so wo got away and we'd got along somehow. I can work and so can brother. Wo havo to on tho farm. Yes, I camo near falling off THEY CLUNG TO THE 11KEAIC BEAM KOn DEAn LIFE. onco between the cars, but I caught tho brakebcam Just In tlmo and Km-mot Km-mot and I held to each other thon until thoy put us off." Dosplto her dlshovclcd npponranco tho girl looked pretty, with hor big black eyes and coal-black hair in' striking contrast to hor rosy cheoks. Tho runaways wero takon homo by the fathor. |