The Bamberg herald. (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, March 13, 1913, Page 2, Image 2
BATTLED WITH ANGRY GRIZZLY !
Cook Who Mistook Bear for Friend
Has Thrilling Encounter.
During the winter of 1909-10 I
found myself in Spokane, Wash.
Trade was very slack, and though
I tried hard, I failed to secure a position.
I was a hotel and restaurant
cook, but I could not get anything to
do.
_
Things were looking pretty black
when one day, quite by accident, I
met a former friend of mine. After
a few words of greeting, he asked
me where I was working at present,
and I told him in how bad a fix I
was, and bow hard it was to find any
kind of a job.
"Well," he said, "if you would
care to go out to some camp I might
get you something." He added that
he was working in the office of a mining
firm, which owned several large
mines, and that this company intended
to start a camp out in Idaho
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Two days later I received instructions
to call on my friend's company.
I saw the manager, who told
me that if I was.willing to go to a
small mining camp to cook for seven
men I could start that very evening.
I promised to be at the depot at
the appointed time and went back to
my hotel to pack up.
At 5:20 in the evening I took the
train to Butte, Mont., arrived there
at 8:40 next morning and changed
for the train to Armstead, where I
met Mr. Frank Turner, the engineer,
and five miners. The road from
Armstead to Gilmore, Lima county,
was at that time under construction,
and for this reason we had to wait
until 1 o'clock to get a work train
to the latter place. From Gillmore
to the mine was nearly nine miles,
and after arriving there we had to
stop at the hotel for the night, and
then proceed next morning to the
mine on horseback.
Wearied out, we finally reached
our destination, in the heart of the
Bitter Root mountains, in the forenoon,
and I had to commence work
at once. I had to cook for seven
men?Mr. Turner, his assistant and
five miners. 1
I was looking around, thinking
about nothing in particular, when I
heard some curious sound coming
from the trail leading to the mine.
I listened, but neither saw nor heard
anything else, and I was just about
to go in and start on work when the
sound came again?like the breaking
of a small board. I started in the
direction of the noise, getting my
eyes used to the uncertain light, and
presently saw some object moving
along the trail about thirty feet
ahead of me. Thinking that perhaps
some prospector had got into difficulties
and was crawling along the
trail, I stood my shovel down and
called out: "Halloa! Is- anybody
;there?" There was no answer to
my shout, so I started to investigate.
I was within ten feet of the object,
and getting ready to pick up the figure
I could just -discern on the
ground, when, to my horror, the
mass all at once straightened up and
presented itself to me as a full-grown
grizzly bear of immense size!
The bear had one of the leg-bones
I had thrown out 'under his right
arm, just in the same way as a
human being would hold a parcel. I
noticed that. Then he let out a roar
and started towards me. I made a
jump backwards, too frightened to
think. Next moment the bear dropped
the bone and, raising itself on its
hind legs, gave an angry growl, showing
his awful teeeth. Then he came
for me. his fore-paws stretched out
as if he would like to take me in his
arms.
Wild with fright, I turned and ran
for the door of the cook-house; but,
to my horror, I could not open it;
the snow I had thoughtlessly stamped
down kept it tight shut. I pulled
at it with such force-that I tore off
the lock and half of the plank, but
the door itself would not move an
inch. All this happened quicker than
it is told, and meanwhile the bear
came nearer and nearer. He was
only a few feet away when a thought
struck me. Turning round, with one
bound I was in the meat-house, the
door of which, as mentioned before,
stood above the ground level and
opened easily. I bolted it behind me
with a meat-hook the instant I was
in, and I was not a second too soon,
for the bear was there, scratching
with his long paws at the boards, almost
as soon as I turned round.
Tfnr tVio m nm on t T nrtn cirtoroH m V
self safe, and I sat down on the chopping
block and wondered how I was
to get rid of the beast. I was, however,
reckoning without Mr. Grizzly.
Snuffing round the boards, he came
presently to the open air-space and
stood up on his hind legs to look
through it. I could clearly see his
round head and little ears. The
smell of the fresh meat and blood
gave him renewed courage, and he
tried to climb through the opening,
but ound out that the mosquitoscreen
was in his way.
By this time I was quite calm
TWO SMALL BOYS INJURED.
Robt. Bowers and Langley Street
,Hurt by Explosion.
Lancaster, March 5.?Two small
boys, Robert Bowers and Langley
Street, of this place, sons, respectively,
of Ellis Bowers, a well-known
Lancaster contractor and builder, and
Joseph Langley, a section overseer
of the Southern Railroad, were badly
injured yesterday afternoon by the
explosion of a dynamite cap with
which they were playing. The boys
found this cap somewhere near the
depot, and thinking to have some
fun they applied a match to it. The
explosion took place sooner than the
youths expected, and before they
could get away.
Bowers's right arm and side were
terribly lacerated and otherwise
wounded, while his companion,
though not so seriously hurt, will be
in bed several days from the effects
of his injuries.
Crushed by Tank.
Greenwood, S. C., March 8.?Mr.
John Whiteford of Cross Hill, S. C.,
died at the Greenwood hospital
Thursday night, as the result of his
skull being crushed by a 300-pound
galvanized tank. A new water tank
j was being placed on a building, and
the old one had been loosened, pre
paratory to being lowered to the
ground. The tank was blown off by
the high wind, and although a warning
was shouted to Mr. Whiteford,
who was just coming out of the store,
he failed to jump and was horribly
crushed. He was brought immediately
to Greenwood for treatment, but
never regained consciousness, dying
a few hours later.
Why She Took the Hen Off.
A great many amateurs who have
gone into the poultry business have
gone out of it again dissatisfied with
the results. There is the typical case
of the young woman who had been a
stenographer and who after part of a
summer in the country came back
again and applied for a position.
"I thought you were going into
the chicken business remarked a
friend." '
"Yes, but I'm through."
"What was the matter?"
"Well, you have to take so many
chances. When I started I bought
a hen and a dozen eggs and I asked
a neighbor out there where I wentt
how long it took for the eggs to
hatch. She said: Three weeks if
it's for chickens and four for ducks-.'
Well, after my hen had sat three
weeks I took her off because I didn't
want ducks."
again. I grabbed up one of my meat
hooks, and holding it in my right
hand, I stepped over to the screen.
As soon as the bear put his nose to
it again I gave him a whack with the
hook, thinking it would drive him
away. Instead, it' infuriated him,
and with a single blow he tore a hole
in the screen about a foot long. I
tried to hit him again but missed,
and my hook went into the screen,
making the gap bigger. All this
time, curiously enough, it never occurred
to me to shout for help, although
the men in the bunkhouse
could easily have heard me. I simply
waited, wondering what the outcome
of it would be.
Standing up on his hind legs, the
bear now made a determined effort to
get through the hole. I hit him with
the hook three or four times, making
him more and more furious, and
he clawed and bit savagely until the
screen was all torn to pieces. With
this obstacle out of the way, the grizzly,
with his fore-feet on the top
boards, gave me a terrible time, and
only desperate work with the hook
kept him at bay.
Holding my meat-hooks off with
one huge paw, he tried to lift himself
over the board with the other. I
struck at him again and again, when
al of a sudden he swung himself up
and placed his right hind leg on the
edge. Terrified, I rained blows upon
him. aiming for his eyes, but without
success. Just then, as luck would
have it, I struck against a heavy
clever, which lay on a little table
where I generally cut my meat.
Snatching it up, I aimed a vicious
blow at the bear's head. With a howl
of mingled pain and rage the grizzly
fell back, only to jump up and renew
the attack more savagely than ever.
As soon as he put his foot over the
plank, however, I hit him again, splitting
his paw nearly open. A third
time the great brute essayed to climb
the wall, but I gave him two more
blows, which sent him to the ground.
I heard voices and a shot rang out?
fired from .Mr. Turner's automatic
Colt, 1 learned later. rne Duuet
missed, but the bear turned and made
off for the woods, limping on one leg.
I sat down on the meat block, too
weak and exhausted to speak. The
men came round shouting for me and
trying to break open the door. When
I unfastened it, and they saw I was
unhurt, they began to laugh, asking
me why I had let the bear get away.
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A FRIEND IN NEED.
Just a Bit of IJfe as it Cropped Out
on a Railway Train.
"Whenever I hear anything nowadays
about 'man's inhumanity to
man,' " said a Providence citizen the
other day, "I am reminded of a little
incident. I was coming back from
Boston with a friend on the midnight
train, and, getting on board at the
Back Bay station, we found a seat
near the rear end of the can
"Soon after the train pulled out I
happened to look around and saw
the conductor apparently expostulating
with a rather shabby looking
specimen of humanity who was sitting
in the last seat. At first I
thought the man was drunk, but as
I watched I saw that he was a foreigner
who couldn't understand English.
He was holding out a crumpled
one dollar bill to the conductor
and saying 'New York' over and over
again.
"Finally the conductor shook his
head, said something I couldn't
catch and went on. The foreigner,
a rather decent looking young fellow,
gazed at him despairingly, then
buried his face in his hands and began
to cry. With the usual callous
indifference of the traveling public
to the troubles of any one else, I
paid no more attention to the man
and prepared to take a nap.
"I was just beginning to doze
when I became aware that a man
was standing beside me in the aisle,
speaking to me. I sat up and looked
at him. He was a rough appearing
man, far from prepossessing, clean
shaven, with, a sort of bulldog face.
" 'Say, gents,' he began, 'I want to
know if you wouldn't like to help a
feller out.'
"I stiffened instinctively, determined
to refuse to let him make a
'touch.'
" 'There is poor young foreigner
back there,' he went on, with a jerk
of his thumb toward the alien, still j
sitting with bowed head, 'and he's up
against it for fair. He can't speak a
word of English, and he wants to go
to New York, where he has friends.
" 'He got the idea somehow he i
could do it for a dollar, all he's got; J
but, of course, he can't, and they're I
goi-ng to put him off the train when
we get to Providence. It's mighty
hard on a fellow like him, and there
ain't any telling what'll happen to him'
getting put off in a strange city at 11
o'clock in the morning. I thought)
maybe* you'd be willing to give a little
to help him along.'
"He stopped, looked us straight in
the eye and smiled sheepishly as if he i
were ashamed of what he was doing. I
We gave him a dollar, and he went on j
through the car, and there were few,
of the passengers who didn't respond
to the appeal. He came back counting
the money, and as he got to our
seat I heard him say:
"There's a dollar more needed?
I'll make it up myself!' and he pulled
out a couple of fifty cent pieces ana i
added them to the amount.
"The conductor and the brakeman
were standing at the door of
the car near the foreigner's seat.
" 'Here,' said the man who had
collected the money to the alien;
'give me your dollar.'
"Dumbly, but trustingly, the
young fellow handed it over, and,
giving it to the conductor with the
rest the bull-dog man said gruffly:
" 'There's his fare.'
"It slowly dawned on the alien
what had been done for him, and as
the conductor punched the rebate
check and handed it to him the gratitude
in his face was indescribable.
He couldn't speak, "but he took his
cap off and bowed again and again
to the official, but the latter pointed
to the passenger who was sitting in
his seat across the aisle and told the
youth that he was the one to thank. I
"The foreigner crossed the aisle j
till he stood squarely in front of Itfs j
benefactor, then he took off his cap
and, with tears of gratitude in his
eyes, bowed again and again. It was I
evident that the benefactor was embarrassed
by this unexpected outburst.
At first he waved his hand
around the car to indicate that everybody
had had a hand in it. But
he couldn't make the foreigner understand.
The latter kept on bowing,
whereupon the uncomfortable individual
in the seat grunted and turned
to look out of the window.
"I have never seen," concluded the
man who was telling the story, "a
kindlier?if I were a girl I should
say a sweeter?act of charity in my
life. Sitting across the aisle, this
hard faced man had heard the story
of the foreigner, helpless, alone and
frightened, and out of pure goodness
of heart, without any necessity
for doing it, he had taken upon himself
the ungrateful task of soliciting
money from the rest of the people
in that car, to help out a man he'd
never seen before and would probably
never see again."?ProvidenceJournal.
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DIAMOND FROM THE SKY.
Wonderfully Beautiful Jewel Found
in a Hole Cleft by Thunderbolt
"Two hundred years ago a peasant
family lived in a Swiss hamlet, and
one evening a terrific storm broke
from the Alps, and amid the incessant
flashes of lightning and peals of
thunder came a blinding glare and a
deafening crash, setting fire to the
roof of the cottage. Next day the
peasant, as he ruefully contemplated
the smoking ruins, noticed a deep fissure
in the garden leading to the root
of a pine tree. Without knowing exactly
why he fetched a pick-ax and began
digging until from the depths of
the hole a mysterious blue light shone
fitfully," is the beginning of a strange
story from Lyons that says the Paris
correspondent of the London Standard,
reads "just like a fairy tale."
Hurriedly making the sign of the
cross the man fled, but the following
morning returned and saw the same
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depths of the furrow cleft by a thunderbolt.
Thrusting his hand down
he brought out a marvelous stone
still dancing uncanny rays of light.
Much disturbed in his mind, the
honest peasant took his find to the
parish priest, who said: "The stone
came to you from Heaven and it is the
finger of God that placed it in your
field. As long as you keep it you and
yours will be safe from storms and
evil chances." Faithfully respecting
the priest's word, the stone has been
ever since religiously preserved by
succeeding gererations of the family.
"But it has never brought much
luck, the last survivors being now
without a penny. The present possessor,
a woman aged 45, is married
and a mother of twelve children, five
of whom are still living, while a thirteenth
is expected shortly. A few
years ago she and her husband left
their native village and went to Berne
where they started a smal^ business,
which failed," continues the story.
"They then came to Lyons, where
they have since lived a hand-to-mouth
existence. Reduced to the last extremity
of want, they decided to
part with the famous thunderbolt
stone and took it to a well known
Lyons jeweler.
"Petrified with astonishment at
seeing such a splendid diamond in
the possession of almost a beggar
woman, the jeweller informed the police,
and not till the family had sent
to Switzerland for documents certifying
that the diamond had really belonged
to them for the last 200 years
was the woman allowed to regain
possession of the precious pebble.
"Since then she has been beseiged
from morning till night with absurd
offers of the hundredth part of the
value of the diamond, which has been
examined and photographed by experts.
What will probably be known
as the 'thunderbolt' diamond?if
there is any truth in the story and if
it proves a genuine stone?is said to
show all the unmistakable signs of a
rough diamond. It is one of the biggest
known, weighing 290 karats.
whereas the Grand Mogul diamond
only weighed 280 karats.
"It will doubtless soon arrive 'in
Paris and be submitted to the final
judgment of experts who cannot err.
Almost every famous diamond has its
own pedigree and story, but none
has ever remained hidden so long in
the keeping of poverty-stricken owners,
whose secretiveness is at least
as strange as the reputed manner of
the discovery."
YOUNG WOMAN FALLS IN HOLE.
Spartanburg Girl Badly Hurt and
Almost Drowned.
Spartanburg, March 5.?Miss Stella
Ballenger, a clerk in a local dry
goods store, is confined to her home,
and under a physician's care, as the
result of a distressing accident. As
she was walking along South Converse
street several nights ago she
fell into a deep hole dug by the teleDhone
company in putting its wires
under ground. The hole was about
eight feet deep and partly filled with
water. In addition to being painfully
bruised Miss Ballenger was al- ,
most drowned. She remained in the
hole about ten minutes. Her cries
finally attracted a negro boy, who
summoned aid, and she was lifted
out of the hole and carried home in
a state of collapse. The red light
with which the hole is usually guarded
had gone out.
Something In It.
Simeon Ford, at a dinner in NewYork,
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banquets and dinners
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here.
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for murder.'
" 'What do they do to you?' the
other immigrant asked.
" 'They kill you,' was the reply,
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