| November/December 1970

1442 Lincoln Drive Flint, Michigan 48503

If Elmer Smithwick ever reads this, I'll just have to leave the country. Even though Elmer isn't a day over ninety, he'll get me. I'm sure. You see, it's this way. Many, many years ago, perhaps in the beginning 30's, we had an old car fixed up with a Model T coil. Juice going in, one pole grounded with a chain, another pole connected to the car frame. You've guessed it. When someone was standing on the ground and touched the car, we pushed the button. They lit up a bit. It was a sort of fun thing. Most of the fellows around were at one time or another working on old cars, or tractors, or old engines. Getting a poke now and then wasn't too unusual.

Well, one day my brother, Jo, and his buddy were visiting Elmer at his farm. Elmer came near the car -- didn't touch it. We wouldn't have shocked him. Too old, I guess. But -- Elmer was a hunter. A hunter has hounds. And hounds are inquisitive. Elmer's hound was inquisitive -- about the front tire and wheel. Then someone pushed the button. Now I have seen a lot of fast hounds -- but not as fast as this one. I'll not forget that little cloud of dust heading around the barn, thru the gate, down the lane a half mile or so and into the woods. And I knew that in that little cloud was a hound. Anyhow -- we were never quite sure if Elmer knew exactly what had happened. Only thing he said was, 'He must have bumped his foot.'

See story -- Elmeretta.

Rumely Oil Pull 15-30 single cylinder. One of the early models. Eagle 16-30, No. 618.

Now -- nearly forty years later -- we had been talking around the farm community about old engines. Elmer heard of our interest and had his wife call us. Said he had put one in the shed a few years ago; it ran real good then, and he would be willing to sell it now. We couldn't help but go out to see it -- but somehow we wondered just how much he really knew about the dog incident, and if he might just be going to get even a bit.