Graham guardian., 1901-09-13
Stafford.
The Belle of The ella Valley and Other
Places.

the G. ", G. & N depot to see
"who ALL, were foolish enough to
be drawn away from the sunny
bosom Of Pinal wash by seductive
representations of mountains and
sea coast and rivers with real water
in them, when to his profound as
tonishment he discovered that
several Of the most irresistible
young ladies in Globe were pre-
pairing to depart. He accordingly
climbed into the coach to bid them
fearful farewell. He sat down
among them to say a few parting
words, when the train pulled out.
He was so absorbed in his grief at
the thought of parting that before
he discovered the fact the train
was moving to fast to alight with
safety. Thenthe girls stuck their
pretty heads out Of the windows,
and watched their respective fel-
lows, till aforesaid fellows looked
like "a row Of cigars in the distance.
There were Miss Belle Yancy,
bound for Phoenix; Miss Lou Boil
ton, for Albuquerque; Miss Leila
Hicks, going to the normal at
Tempe; Billy Keegan, going to
school in faraway Indiana, and the
Times fellow, on his way to Stafford
to get glass of buttermilk.
AT Carlos couple Of the young
ladies took breakfast in an eight
wheel restaurant which stood on
the side-track, and swiped pair
of souveneir spoons from the es.
tablishment, on which the boys
subsequently scrawled their initials
with a hat-pin. Charley Wilde
put them onto the spoons. Charlay
was always inclined to be spooney.
At Stafford, we all had to say
"Good-bye." The girls had done
their crying the evening before,
while singing rag-time in the
moonlight, and the boys don't
know how, so they (the boys, I
mean, )carried their bursting hearts
over to Wiley Jones' place and
poured a bottle, of cold Pabst
over them, with good results.
Just before lie reached Stafford
the Times correspondent saw a big
raw:boned woman saving wood
right out in the sun. He yanked
the bell-cord and walked back q
mile to propose, only to find out
that some lucky kuss had already
gobbled her horny right hand. We
would be willing to hold sun
shade over that woman the rest Of
our days if she belonged to us, and
would only saw the wood.
We jump to acknowledge oul
obligations to that Incompatible
entertainer, Wiley f. Jones, for 8
royal good dinner and its inciden
tails. Judge Edwards and daughter
, Jessie were also at the Jones hoteI
the young lady graciously consent
ing to give US the benefit of hel
accomplishments on the piano. We
then repaired to the GUARDIAN Office
IN the hope of getting some mo
, mentum on the proprietor thereof
: The angel had the mumps, so, O
? course, we could hardly expect ar
> artesian gush of amiability from
, that sorce. Birdno, however, tool
us down the row in proper style
: We carried a proxy from Billy
3 Grove, of Globe, to represent hin
} during the ins and outs of our visi
l and carried out the mission faith
fully.
e Stafford looks little bit dry
s though her citizens, as a rule, irri
: gate with religious regularity. Th
J. crops are not quite up to the stand
4 ard, but the people in the vale.
| are we'll fixed. No one need
e IVORY about the future Of Stafford.
n Mrs. Leah Patton and children
after few days visiting in tn
n valley, went on to El Paso Mon
day.
h Uncle Jim Robinson was doin,
y the carpenter act on the new Ma
0 sonic hall,
f Uncle Nat Wanslee is doing
l. thriving business at the old stand
On our way home, we found
n among other passengers, Mrs. I
n I. Davidson, complacently stacke
n away in forest Of baggage, cemin
e back from California with a baske
l. of muskmelons and a polka-dC
bathing cap.
It George W. P. Hunt was on hi
/, way back, after two-months' ru
e all over the east.
Erastus Grice, wife and bah,
came in on the same train, an
,e will make their home in Globe.
y After all, the Times correspol
d dent got back alive, and looks ;
p. natural as when he started.-Mo