In Marshfield, Ore., a cougar leaped to the back of a cow belonging to Farmer W. J. Ocheltree. When it leaped off again to attack him, Farmer Ocheltree kicked it four times in the face, made it run. Then he dogged, treed, shot it.

Cocktail

In Paris, a Mile. Louise Monpeil bade goodbye to friends, drank a "death cocktail" concocted as follows: two parts ink, one part corn remover fluid, two parts industrial alcohol, an olive. The friends gave her an emetic, reproved her.

Heer

In Indiana, the National Confectioners' Association convened, announced: ". . . The masculine sweet tooth is steadily growing sweeter. . . . Candy has become a food for he-men--and the 'heer' they are the more candy they eat."

Safe

In Manhattan, a Dr. Valeria Parker was robbed of jewelry, clothes. Police recovered the stolen articles from a lion's cage at the zoo where the thieves had put them for safekeeping.

Hot

In hot Manhattan last week, Mrs. Ruth Greenberg was found in a coma. Nurses, undressing her at a hospital, removed three dresses, four suits of flannel underwear, 15 pairs of thick stockings.

Gunner

In Birmingham, England, Madge Gunner, governess, complained last week that her first fiance, a Wartime officer, was killed by a rifle grenade; her second, an aviator, fell to death three days before the wedding; her third, an engineer, was struck by a crane and died; her fourth died two days before the marriage.

Bogus

In Paris, Andre Rimbaud, hunted criminal, paid for bogus newspaper notices of his death and burial. Police suspected, consulted records, ferreted, arrested.

Clap

In Cincinnati, one Mrs. Bertha Simpson, in order not to wake her husband one stormy night last week, waited for a thunder clap to drown the noise of the revolver with which she shot herself.

Snipper

In Boston, one Willard Mouradian, 21, naval architecture student at Massachusetts Institute of Technology, prowled in subway stations, sneaked into trolley cars, snipped locks of hair from the heads of young girls. Last week, he was caught snipping, arrested. Why he yearned for girls' hair he did not know, he said.