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Home My WebLink AboutThe Goderich Signal-Star, 1987-10-21, Page 62• h/h')f" Co %C+, like_ hes. II[� ` lk ft)..),/ -kmr ak0LL+ yo ,:r c .o- I \I y % .2. 1v hat dc. ),au I;1ce bes-F- c bou.4 y it c •a. S: ')0r • w)h�. I,ie 3. 'vlh >v do >.�u ) ke i_Jroi:,p I I;kQ d — F 7irci �1Ctly -1-i es -;?aCi c:2 w Do /3u . 6-1 ay r . . 1 ewe Can rf_AC1 ca]j �l S. R. Ori Boc E �� Ir,: ' <:aCA our fes. --- y1 41-la;Ar cicy J h -),Ce• y�o� 1� 1�av;n �;: olc,er reach -�c ' - kelp Dro.v• a�, ci-,,r •c: o` y i ,c'..)o� Rescuing a lost man BY KELLY MATTHEWS Alert! Alert! - Man lost in forest! Oh my goodness now I have to work right in the middle of this exciting book. I quickly paged back to the Rangers headquarters. The man I was looking for was last seen travelling alone just north of the Ranger sta- tion in British Columbia. He was last seen wearing blue jeans, high brown hiking boots, a brightly coloured flannel shi=rt, a blue jean jacket and a cherry red hunting cap and a brown canteen. Thank goodness he is wearing something bright! ! ! Quickly I grabbed my jacket and gun and set off tosearch for this man on foot. The forest can be very interesting place as well as sometimes frightening. The ground is uneven, damp and a haven for insects. Many animals live in the forest and I cer- tainly did not want to meet any of the dangerous ones like a bear: After walking about three hours, my feet were weary. I was covered with insect bites, and scratches from limbs of trees. I sat down to rest for a minute. rcub€F3Bai:ery' Norre of Tasty pastry pas -fries 'candy dadufs IVIANN(VERSARY Jennifer Parker•.& Doreen 1)ebold 8B Oh my gosh! A mother skunk with`Rer family was heading towards the brook for_a_drink. I held my breath as they walked by. As I did not want to aggravate them and smell in addi- tion to be tired. Have you ever been sprayed by a skunk? The odor is strong, it makes you gag and your eyes water. Overhead I heard some crows squawking and I hoped this would be near to where the man was. I quickened my steps, my heart beating faster and my breathing a little quicker. I glanced up and saw a man straddled high up in a tree. Beneath him was a large angry bear. My heart stopped. The bear was growling and trying to get the man. I took out my gun aimed and fired at the bear. Plop the bear fell to the ground. I waited for a few minutes to see if he was dead. Timidly, I went over to where the bear lay. I called to the man, "You can come down now." As soon as he was safe I could get back to my great book. The wheat field like golden sea BY BILL IRWIN The wheat field lies like a golden sea on the far horizon. Wind rustles among the stalks, the whole field is in an undulating motion. Now that it is fall, the field will soon be harvested. A flock of birds descend to have a last feast before flying south. The days are getting colder and the sky is grey. One season -summer merges into fall, which has a beauty all of its own. Being chased by a bear BY JEREMY PENN "Hi! I'm Jeremy Penn. I work for Bell telephone. May I tell you a story about my holiday. "Sure!" said Jack. "You see, I live ona farm. I decided to go for a walk to pick some berries. I got a basket and left. When I got to the berry patch, I saw a cave. I put down the berry basket and went in," I explained. "Ya, Ya! Then what happened?" Jack asked. "Well it just happened to be a grizzly bear's cave. The bear chased me down the path deep into the forest until the path ended with prickle bushes and trees. The only way was up. Up I went. "I sat there for 24 hours, when 'BANG, BANG'. It was the rescue team. They shot in the air. The bear ran off. I jumped down and thanked the rescue team. I went home, ate supper and went to bed. The next day I heard that the bear had rabies. The doctor told me that a man had been clawed by the bear. As he fell the bear stood over him and dripped some saliva into the cut. Luckily the man escaped. "The day after we went hunting for the bear. Half way, down the path we meta rac- coon eating some clover. We kept on walk- ing and the raccoon hissed at us. We shot in- to the air to scare it away. It ran off into the bushes. We reached the cave and set two people outside. The rest went into the cave. We saw the bear sleeping but someone stepped on a twig. -The bear woke up. We all ran as fast as we could.. The bear chased us. We climbed a tree. I had my rifle on my back. I shot but missed. The bear got madder and climbed the tree. I shot again, hit it in the shoulder. Then I shot it again, dead square in the mid- dle of the head. Now I have a wonderful bear rug by my bed. f cCALLUf& rUNERAL LLJ\ HOME gob P1cC�llurY, —RFK peel J 11 (o•mbrv. 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