Word: squirrel
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...Englewood, Col., last week Mrs. Roy Zilk saw a big squirrel in her chickenyard. She shushed at it, but it did not behave like an ordinary squirrel and run away. Instead it turned, glared, leaped at her, sank its teeth into her hand...
Chief Jack Russell of the Englewood Police answered his telephone and heard a woman shout: "Come quick! A squirrel has a little girl down on the ground, biting her like a dog!" Incredulous, Chief Russell sped to the scene of action. He found frightened, bloody Lois in her mother's arms...
...went down there!" they cried, pointing to a cellar door. Chief Russell drew his revolver, started downstairs. The squirrel, hiding just inside the cellar entrance, darted at the Chief, fastened itself on his trouser-leg. Believing at last, the policeman calmly kicked the animal to the bottom of the stairs. It sat there, blinking up at him. It must have rabies, he thought; he must not destroy its head, which the health authorities would want to examine. Carefully he aimed his service revolver, steadily fired, blew a hole through its shoulders. Then he went down and picked up the body...
...occasion. Governor Murray put aside the baggy wrinkled clothes and red suspenders he had affected for his hitchhiking campaign last year and appeared at Oklahoma City in a well-pressed suit, with his shoes shined and his long, scraggly mustache trimmed. Close at hand as an escort was the Squirrel Rifle Brigade of which all members are officers. Afterwards a great dance was thrown open to the public without written invitations. Governor Murray led the first old-fashioned square dance with "breakdown fiddlers" playing in the corner...
...with the San Francisco Symphony, knew his suave, mocking Valse, his lovely Mother-Goose Suite, his high-powered Bolero. Prepared to be charmed, they watched the unfolding of his latest fantasy about a boy who shirked his studies, teased his pets. Clock, chairs, teapot came to life. Cat, squirrel, frog and bat took on human ways. It was all delightfully fragile and the more music-wise waxed enthusiastic over the smart orchestration which suggested perfectly so detailed a bit as the Boy stupidly mulling over his mathematics. Soprano Queena Mario, all agreed, made an irresistibly piquant Boy. But the children...