The Coconino sun., 1909-03-19
ENGAGEMENT ANNOUNCED
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caruS SuBBeSteu so hi0iy uS"s" "A rants.
 was impressed as to how hard it was to get your laundry out, yet how easy to get 1t in.
 Now all is different. find my self unconsciously shining my kicks and training my few remaining hairs to do the pompador act. My moustache is accurately oiled and parted, where once didn't give a cookie bur if one point of it tickled my off ear and the other was craw- ling down my collar. have dis carded chewing, profanity and certain associations. am begin ming to feel bit proud of myself. and all on account of that pie nic."
 This was at Lewis Springs. and the meteoric revelation which swooped down so unexpectedly was a grass widow from Tombstone.
 may have seen as much glory wrapped up in sunny rags before, but she was the only one that ever rolled here seal brown orbs at me just to suit me. l asked her if l could not chaperone her lunch bask- ct. How it shivered the sills of my very soul when she smiled and nodded forward. We wandered forth. and the gods were with us.
 Out on natures bosom we seemed to be closer together. and the greasewood seemed like an ocean of emerald beauty. All nature was glorious. the air was redolent with music, and q might have been fooled. but would be willing to swear 70 it) jack rabbit scooted to one side, then sat up and sang.
 Just then the benefcent powers showed their hand again.
 A storm arose, the thunders rolled across the murky heavens like wagon load of Texas punk ins'' across the barn loft: a look of terror came into her dreamy eyes. but l arose to the occasion and hurried her to well remem- bered spot beneath the jutting point of a friendly rock. There we stood till the storm rode by and the brilliant sun came forth to congrat- ulate us on our deliverance.
 Now we were returning to the grounds when heaven absolutely opened up to me. A small wash which was as dry as temperance lecture before, now contained about foot of water nine feet wide q wish it had been a. hundred ] There was no getting around it, thank the Lord for that! 70. what shall we do' cried the an- gelic dream in calico at my side. Trust all to me-" was my reply. We must cross this gulf. and if you should get drop of water on those dainty trilbies. contract ear- ache and be taken from me, I'd fol- low you--Over the blunderbuss route" And without further pre- liminaries l took her deftly up in my manly arms, and, oh ye gods and ripe persimmonsi what sen sation, as she coiled one little arm about my doric neck--to hold on tight-while l waded boldly into the turbulent waters. And 1 fell not, neither did stumb)e-more- over, declined to hurry. On the contrary; waded that stream cross wise. lengthwise, diagonally and every other way. and it broke my heart when I found was on the other side. Then l sat her down and she thanked me. Do you think that covers the bill?" he's itatingly inquired. Do you ex- pect to make ferryboat out of a fellow without paying toll?'
 She sighed. and I nearly died as she replied: Well suppose I'll have to leave it to you And 1 took toll from those vermillion DOT tals in her glorious physiognomy. Oh. how was in hopes tn at we might encounter dozen other washes of the same sort.
 Pretty soon we came to a mes quite stump. and she complained of being tired. So did [, but there was only one seat. what could be done? Why. promptly uphol- stered that stump with my own anatomy and sat her down on 1t. And there the bond and option was