New Britain herald., 1915-09-07
SOL GUBERNICH AND
 HIS LATEST STUNT
Hero Of Many Thrilling AdVen- lures Says He Was Kidnapped

ventures of Sol Gubernlch or lhls l city he might give it the following. in- l troduction:
 | Fairy Tales by Sol Gubernich, Nun l chausen & company, New York, puo- l fishers 9S cents net.
 1 No ono who knows Sol will accuse 1 him of having a sterile brain since l he first burst into print by sudden l disappearance a short time ago ne has claimed to have done eVerythlnS
 exciting except locate the haunts of | the Lost Tribes.
 l Chapter l in Sol's publicity cam paign was written some time ago l when he evaporated-So 1t seem med- | and did not communicate with his 1 relatives for few weeks. When he 1 came back-they all come back when 1 they get hungry-Sol explained that he had sallied forth in search of an education. His mind was so far ad- vanced that the school system of New Britain was inadequate to supply him l with knowledge. His brain was sponge in the middle of desert. So he went away to get more education. All he succeeded in getting was headache.
 Chapter II required more imagin- ation on Sors part but Imagination is his middle name and he was both- cred not in the least by the fact that the newspapers were not printing his name. He hates to see his name in print-just like "Tippy'' Fay. So Sol had an idea. He reported to the police that the Red Hand'' society had sent him a letter demanding something like $200. If he didn't leave it in the stump of the lightning blasted oak down by the old mill he was to be MURDERED. When the
 Red Hand" society expected Sol to get $200 is the real mysterious part of the affair. If the demand was for $2 it might have been more in keep ing with Sols financial status. We'll, Sol didn't leave the $20o at the spot indicated by the blood-thirsty crit ters for obvious reasons.
 Which introduces the gentle read CT to Chapter III. On the night fol- lowing the one specified by the "Red Hand," Sol was meandering through the north end of the city when he was set upon-yes, honest injun- and given a terrible beating. By whom? The Red Hand" society or portions thereof. He reported the matter to the police but all he got was sympathy-and not much of that Sol offered as evidence Of the as- sault a long "cut'' on his arm but it looked to the police suspiciously like scratch that could have been inflicted by the index finger on Sols right hand.
 Ho Hum, life in a prosaic vil1aee
 ike New Britain was poison to Sol A chap must have an opportunity to display his talents y'know So Sol went to New York and thereby hangs Chapter " of Fairy Tales" Sol was arrested for chloroforming tailor and when questioned by the police he spun a yarn that made those poor, old, trusting New York consta- bles gasp.
 Gubernich said he went to the New Britain Institute a week ago to read still thirsty for knowledge, y'see. On his way home an autom obile party inquired the way to Berlin. Being an obliging young fellow, Sol offered l to get into the machine and go as far as Berlin with the strangers. He l was no sooner seated in the tonneau 1 than he was grabbed and held pris-
 oner while his captor leaned over to 1 the driver and said: Now we have
 the child. Let nothing stop us un-
 til we hit Manhattan" or words to l that effect Sol-poor Sol imagine 1 the feelings of the noble youth as
 each minute saw him carried farther
 and farther from home, friends and
 supper-struggled. But in vain.
 This here now captor was not an or- ] dinary sort of a captor. No in- 1 deedy. He must have been Bill
 the Bite," one of the most blood
 thirsty fiends Old King Brady ever
 dealt with. On, on, they sped-ths
 wasn't Flivver car--until the lights ] of the great city began to creep up
 over the horizon. Y.
 At last the Journey was ended. The
 car stopped before mean looking l tavern from which came sounds of ! maudlin laughter and coarse language,
 showing that the denizens of the un- | derWorld were enjoying a high revel
 Sol was informed that Tango Tes- | sie," queen of the Dope Smugglers 1 Literary society, was celebrating her
 sixteenth birthday and that if he said
 a word his skin would be separated
 from the rest of his body He was
 hustled into the shack, thrust krooly 1 into room containing only a cot
 and a chair provided with a crust | of bread and glass of East River 1 water and told to keep quiet. The l grating of the key in the lock told | Our Hero that he was a prisoner.
 After being detained for several | days, Sol was led from his prison and | told to go to the store of Max 1 Schwartz, a tailor of S6 Rivington
 street, and secure the old mans
 money. Failure to carry out the
 assignment meant death. Sol went 1 He entered the tailor shop under pre- l text of wanting to buy a pair of trou- l sers While he was examining some