Twelve Feet Of Danger

Warrior of the Woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, fighting the many enemies of nature. This is the job of the Guardian of the Forest, Ranger Bill, pouring rain, freezing cold, blistering heat, snow, floods, bears, rattlesnakes, mountain lions.

Yes, all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done. Poison girls, what would you do if a king Cobra got out of its cage and escaped and you were responsible? How would you go about capturing this deadly reptile, a bite from whose fangs mean sure death, more deadly than the Ferde lance or the bushmaster of South America. A

king Cobra has enough poison in one injection of venom to kill five hundred men. for the story is Bill and his rangers go looking for 12 feet of danger. Our story opens as Paul Pearson, young son of Thad Pearson, director of the Logan County Zoological Gardens, and uses himself by playing idly with a baby boa constrictor. He watches fascinated as the

writhing creature slithers across the floor of the snake house. Just as the door opens, George Hill, a longtime head keeper of the zoo enters. Good morning, Paul. Good morning, George. I see you're playing with the baby boy again.

You better be careful, son. That fella's going to gain strength pretty fast in the next couple of months. I'll watch him. If I feel he's getting too strong for me, I'll quit playing with him.

Well, I don't like you to play with snakes at all. Someday you might make a mistake, and it would be too late. Oh, I'll be all right. Besides, Dad says it's all right as long as I don't go near the dangerous ones.