A small rattlesnake lazily wiggled its way across Dyer Thursday. It stopped and raised its head speculatively.
There was a grinding of brakes of an automobile—crash of metal against. metal — shouts — another crash followed by a shriek of automobile tires on the pavement—another crash'
The snake resumed its lazy squirming across the street and disappeared in weeds on the side.
Four angry men piled out of a jumble of two trucks and two automobiles and surveyed the wreckage.
Fred Holt, Sierra Blanca, and Charles N. Isan, same address, were bleeding from cuts on their faces and hands. They were drivers of the trucks.
"I saw the darned snake and it scared me," Holt said, explaining why he had jammed on his brakes so the other truck and automobiles had smashed into one another at his rear.
"I just couldn't get up nerve enough to drive over it," Holt explained to Isan, and O. I. Pond and Sam Tyro, drivers of the automobiles