Show t ts I s i 0 Adventurers Adventurer Advent urea r Club t Tide of o Death By Dy FLOYD FLOTD GIBBONS j. j Famous Headline Hunter Hubert C. C C Fuller of Brooklyn WHEN WIlEN was Y from sj e dad moved Missouri to a spot in is Ol oh the banks of the Canadian river The nearest Konawa but in the section the Fullers l moved f t the R R. R F. F D D. D postmaster were the only radius of about fifteen miles The Fullers' Fullers settle farm side of the river and the postmasters postmaster's was on flu tbt Hube says the river bed was three quarters of ot a mile summer of 1913 when they moved d there hot weather Mt 1 m Ind just about dried the river up There was nothing but I a 11 six feet wide and three water about feet teet deep running bank to the other There was treachery In that sluggish river to too tap 1 waters were up In the Colorado mountains and from melting snow would sweep down the dr dry river tot tU k avalanche taking everything before It and filth bed from Irom bank to bank The tiThe natives says say Dube oil frequent occurrences head rises rise And though Hube knows all aU about those head rises rises' b know about them at the time a thing this story opens Couldn't Understand Ills His Alarm j Hube's dad had gone across the river a few days beJ betel 1 postmaster cut some wood on his hi farm and he had asked a. a up the team to the wagon and drive over and get a load n Ile II with thunder clouds cloud up the river to the northwest I horses horses Sir Sis and Ned Ned down down Into the river bed He for Cardell water there was In the bottom and then let the horses pi pi while he lay down in the wagon with his hat over his eyes Several times he thought he heard strange but he paid attention to them I no must have dozed c of ohl t says for the next thing I knew I heard someone shout shouts nOr I V lie lle Caught a Branch of 01 the Old Sycamore Tiff int bolt upright On the other side of the river I saw the pW- pW his wife frantically waving to me and shouting Hurry They were shouting at the top of their voices bo but Rik barely hear bear them for lor the booming and rumbling up op therm 1 suddenly increased to o a roar I was just about In I Ithe the them the river bed he says going corner cat-a-corner an old sycamore marked the wagon road I gave tl the theline hr line and they started to trot 1 I was puzzled What rs with the postmaster Thirty Foot Wall of Water But as Hube watched the postmaster he pointed i looked I could see the bed for about a mile up to sharp turn he says There was nothing but wind wind-swi wind I looked cold terror struck to the marrow of my bones Arad like a black nightmare whirled a thirty-foot thirty wall of ws water I the bend the sandy banks on either side caved in with s I II In Hube was panic He lie jumped between the horse hone the traces and riding Ned and leading Sis he started tot to t life Sis wasn't used to being led by the halter and st she I heti hated to do It it says Hube but I let her go The river rivet bad too steep for the horse 1 I had to run him downstream t toward trail It was a terrible race racel The roar of the water was fairly deafening now Haft sensed the danger and ran like mad Hube says he be b dit dill look back but he could hear that water getting da close closer as they raced on He lie was almost to the bank ten feet leet away when away when h he felt spray on his Ids cheek check ADd other fear Cear seized him Safe in the flan Sv Sycamore Tree Ned was doing his best he says but after al all be r big heavy plow horse The path up the bank was st steep never make the grade at the speed he was going We Wel of the Incline when Ned hit the rise with his knees st down Then with a last heroic effort he lurched st strait t haunches And that lurch saved Hube's cubes life lite As the horse rose rosi In grabbed wildly for support and as luck would have it he hi ea rag of the old sycamore tree hanging over the bank Says Say he be like a possum for the nick o d t highest branch Just branch Just in the avalanche was on us us Old Ned bellowed a high shri shrill i sr s she he was crushed under the terrific force of the water I 1 net ne Sis or the wagon again The postmaster and his wile wild had backs on the awful scene When I shouted they stared II I were seeing a ghost The muddy water was chur about my feet The old sycamore tree was all but cov covered The postmaster got a rope and threw It to Hob nobe Hobe I band hand over hand up to my waist In water he reached solid ground I had no more reached safety th tha 1 a splash The old sycamore tree bad had toppled to Into bate lb water Il Hube u ube says that since that day he has lived an uneven man says he Im satisfied ca C Service |