The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-07-06
FELL FROM AUTO
AND LANDED ON HEAD.
Victim Washed Blood from Wound
and Made Solemn Pledge,

victim Washed Blood from Wound
and Made Solemn Pledge.
That's my last ride in an automo-
bile. I'm done with the things. 1 want
no more of it,"
In the wash room of the Pulaski
House yesterday afternoon a large man
was bending over the basin earnestly
engaged in bathing his head and face.
AS he raised his head to get a good
breath the blood could be seen trick
ling down one side of his face and a
cut had laid bare two inches of the
scalp.
Too bad" said reporter, who pass
ed by. You seem to have had a hard
time of it,"
yes, that blamed automobile did it
all. 1 tell you there're regular fiends.
won't trust 'em any more. Yes that's
my last ride"
The reporter began to take a profess
sional interest in the case.
Where did it happen" he INQUIRED.
mot over five blocks away. You see
we were going along at a good speed,
and [ was sitting on the outside when
the machine turned the corner.
didn't know how it happened, but
took header and struck on my knot.
Gee, that was lick. l saw stars that
time, and for a minute they thought
1 was dead"
A trickling stream of blood got in
his eye, and stopped the conversation
for minute. The large man leaned
over the basin and carefully laved his
face until the blood was washed away
On his shirt front the crimson stain
had extended a considerable way
around his collar, with splotches all
the way to his waist.
You evidently had a time of it,"
said the reporter. who was with
you?"
Hist, don't say anything about that.
I don't want this thing to get into the
papers. Lucky some reporter didn't
see me as 1 was coming to the hotel.
Guess 1 looked pretty much the worse
for the lick. Say, if you see any re-
porters don't fail to forget this.
Yes, I am done with them cussed
things. We were off on a little trip
and 1 fell out. Landed on my head
too"
The reporter took an inventory of
the bruises and found that the cut on
the head was the worst Disagreement.
By this time the man had washed
away all the blood and was looking
quite presentable except for the dark
stains on his shirt collar.
Wouldn't have my family to know
this for anything" resumed the large
man as he took a look at his mug in
the glass. THAT was a hard fall and
1 come off lucky. There's more than
two hundred pounds of me-
There's two things about this that
I'm determined on. I'm not going to
ride in another automobile and 1 don't
want the papers to get this
The reporter glanced up at the col
lar and saw the mans name in box car
letters, hut said nothing, though men
tally resolving to consult a directory
at the earliest opportunity.
The large man seemed to get nerv-
Gus over the identity of the reporter
and sought for some bond by which he
could be assured of perfest secrecy
Are you Mason?" he asked the
reporter.
Nope" he replied.
Are you Knight of Columbus?"
Nope" was the reply.
Perhaps you're a Knight of Pyth-
ias?"
mo. only an ordinary fool" said the
reporter, anxious to make a graceful
exit.
The large man grasped his hand feel
ing.
Same here, brother Lets shake. /
knew we would find common ground
on which we could get together. That's
just what / am.
Automobiles and reporters, them's
the stunts 1 am not doing to-day
Guess I'll take the rest of the day off
That ground surely was hard and 1
hit it at a good pace"
Having reinvested himself of his
wearing apparel the large man limped
out, still mumbling his resolve to
eschew the whirling wheels and giddy
autos.