Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1935-05-10
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half girl on a leash. Then l must
have said something else in connec-
ton Herewith; my memory is little
vague: but whatever I did say, got
under the skin of some one or two,
who sort Of scared me from putting
ANYTHING else in this column, until 1
had gotten my wits together. Yes,
Sir. one of my good friends Cor 1
thought friendship was the relation
shiny came down on my head like
a ton of bricks. I amt kiddin' when
I say it has set me just woozy about
what to fill in this week with. There
fore and accordingly, I am going to
fall back this week on my collaboration,
Josephus Bush, who writes for Nor
folk daily. I am going to let him tell
you about his experience with an auto
mobile salesman. Here she goes:
clock the door quick" whispered
Josephus Bush, glancing nervously
about him as he took off his over
coat and hat, and quietly opened one
of the office windows.
"What's the matter, Mr.. Bush you
look frightened"
"They're right behind me-" Missed
Mr.. Bush, "but I am going to make
a last stand here, and if they break
through I am going to jump out OF
the window. I can't face it any long
err"
"Why, Mr.. Bush, what on earth is
the matter"
Automobile statesmen" Mr.. Bush
replied, still in a whisper. "They're
trailed me here and the place is sur
rounded. I fear there is no hope"
"Why don't you call the police, Mr..
Bush?"
"They've cut the telephone wires, -
Mr.. Bush replied. 81 have tried ev-
erything and there is nothing thsG ]
can do about it, fear I'm lost.
"They began bounding me two
weeks ago. In some way word got
about that I had saved 500.
think there is traitor in the savings
bank. He is liar, too. It isn't
500. It was $1OO before I had to
pay my lodge dues, water rent, insur-
ance, the milk bill and my member
ship in the National Geographic So
ciety.
"The first I knew anything was
wrong was when my telephone rang
one night and a husky voice asked
me how old my automobile was.
Without thinking told the truth. No
man should ever tell the truth about
his automobile. This fellow began
to threaten me at that time and !
hung up, locked all the doors and went
to bed.
"The next morning as I started to
work I saw a strange man hanging
about the place and he overlook me
on the way to the bus. He drove his
car slowly up to the curb and told me
to get in. Before I could make an
outcry he grabbed me and thrust
me into the car. He suggested that
we 60 for ride. Before I could yell
for help we were off down the street.
"For an hour he tried to sell me
a Whiffet Six. He threatened me,
then he appealed to my sense of pride.
He had to slow up for traffic at one
point and while his attention was di-
verified jumped from the car and es-
capped. He fired three shots at me and
missed.
~ was very much shaken and was
on my way to report the matter to
the police when man walked up be-
side me and told me to keep on walk
ing and to keep quiet. He took me
here to the office, locked the door, and
He theatened harm to my family un-
less I agreed to buy an eight-cylinder
Screech. I broke down, and finally he
had pity on me and left, saying he
would return. I promised not to mott
fy the police or the Department of
Justice.
"From that time on it was SIM
ply game of hide-and-seek. That
night I went home from the office
only to find two more statesmen in
the garage linking with my old car.
Another one was hiding around the
corner of the house and jumped at
me as I opened the door. I jumped
inside and shut him out.
"On the table I found a great pile
of automobile literature and several
threats. Just after dinner the door,
bell rang and I rather cautiously
opened the door. A man put his foot
in the crack and forced me to let him
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