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Show HEVAS BUMUOG, BUT HE KNEW HOW TO PICK FRIEND Gets Into Trouble, Bat Ic Lucky to Have Palled With Fireman. New York. Nobody ever called Bum a Dice dog. If they bad he probably prob-ably would bave bitten them. He doesn't belong to anyone In particular, particu-lar, for he Isn't that kind of a dog lie chases automobiles and cats, barks at children, and never wears a muzzle. But Bum knows how to pick his friends, and that Is the reason he Is till chasing cats over In North Bergen, Ber-gen, N. J tonight Whenever Bum gets hungry or lonesome lone-some and Itinerant airedales do get hungry and lonesome he trots right over to the North Bergen Are house. He has a lot of friends over there and there Is one fine fellow, Fireman Fred Stockfish, who always takes Bum down to the butcher's shop and stand treat. Bum got in trouble one night (itinerant (itin-erant airedales have a habit of getting get-ting in trouble) and he yowled and yowled all night but nobody did uny- thing except maybe to swear a couple of round oaths. Bum had a reason to howl, for be was on a tiny ledjre Jutting out down the Palisades cliffs and looking down 225 feet to an abandoned aban-doned rock quarry. The ledge was 75 feet below the top of the cliff. j Mette With a Mishap. Some time during the night Dum had abandoned bis cbase of automobiles automo-biles and cats and gone after bigger game. Be ended up with a crash In a little clump of bushes on the ledge. It was then that Bum set up a considerable consid-erable bowling. Finally, next morning, somebody ' called the police. A big fat fellow came, and crawled out to the edge of the cliff. Be saw Bum snarling and Bum Came Up as Calmly as a Puppy. snapping . at the bushes on bis tiny perch, then remembered a fellow over at the fire station who could make friends witb dogs by talking nice to them. Firemen Come With Ropes. . The firemen came with ropes and hooks, half of North Bergen following behind. Fred Stockfish took one look over the cliff and began tying a rope around bis waist He recognized his friend. Two of bis buddies lowered away and the fireninn hung feet first, looking downward 300 feet He saw. as he neared the ledge, a crazed dog snapping viciously at everything In siglit Bum, his teeth bored, Jumped at the fireman as his shoes touched the ledge, but the snarl died In the dog's throat when Stockfish spoke. Then the fireman told the alredale in pats and words that everything was all right and Bum came up as calmly as a puppy. "Fred's got a way with dogs," grinned the fut cop, as Bum darted away and the crowd started shaking hands with Stockfish. |