Arizona republican., 1921-10-23

and of which there is right, smart considerable talk. To be more pre- else, these stunts which were not i started as stunts, turned out to be real doings Of 6 major league na- l ture. But let us not prolong the | agony. Out with the dee tails! l Cal Messner, after reading of the i wonderful experience of the Nimrods i who have been trailing the elusive | venison to his lair. up and decided 1 that he too would go forth and seek an antlered bovine, that perchance. 1 he might be thus enabled to have 1 fresh meat on his table for another month more or less. Suiting the action to the thought, Cal unHmbered one of his most trustworthy G. M. C. trucks, and loading several tons of provisions and artillery upon it pro ceeded to hit the trail for the Pres colt country.
 4 few hours found him at his des- titution. He parked his truck among the pine needles and cast about for d glimpse of deer. But, no deer greet ed his optics. Guess I'll go a little farther along, quoth Cal, so after supping on bacon, eggs, potatoes, cabbage. beets, lettuce, ice tea, salted peanuts, afterdinner hints and blanc mamie, Cal set out for what he considered more densely- populated haunts of the antlered herds.
 But. our friend was doomed to dis appointment, at least for the time being. Nary a deer did he behold. Not even a track, or scrap of deer wool on the trunks of the trees.
 Sad and discouraged, Cal finally got sore. He stepped on the old foot throttle of his powerful GMC and she bit the earth. tearing along at break neck speed through the woods, along the brinks of precipices and over the sharp declivities #blooie! Over the crest of the embankment he went truck and all! Over and over rolled the big truck. with Cal sometimes underneath. sometimes on top. Gals load was scattered to the four winds Of heaven, and the only remaining portion of the equipment which was in sight was the spare tire, just leaving the body of the truck and sailing outward at an angle of about 30 degrees. Cal saw 1t leave. and moaned, There's 150 bucks going to -what's that?" Look. there was a deer! The tire was headed straight for him, much as one would throw a lasso through the air. The buck saw, and jumping up, started to rejoin his fellows in what
 
 lance, ''p.d.q"
 But he was too late. The great doughnut, hurtling through the air. made straight for the bucks head, and just as Cal was going under for the 'steenth time, the great tire las soed the buck and brought him to earth! *@***
 The GMC made her way out of the pines and boulders on her own power. and Cal glancing back with a proud look in his eagle eye, noted with pleasure that everything was in place, even the extra stock of cab bage he has brought along. And reposing on the top of the load was the carcass of a 2000 pound buck, with the tire still around his head.
 "Of all the gosh -dinged luck I ever had, that was the gosh -dingdest" :" said Cal in recounting his experience The of truck stood the gaff per fectly. and when I failed to get a deer, she got one for me. What more could you ask from any human in Yention?"
 While Gals episode formed a very interesting topic of conversation among the BouIevardeers, another incident was occurring out near Comeback, where Bob Hunsick in Franklin was endeavoring to get through the Hole in the Rock with out scratching the plant off his hub caps.
 See saving back and forth. Bob managed to get through the big Hole, and upon reaching the road again. found dead car on his hands. His supply of liquid food had given out.