Macon beacon., 1916-04-14
EXACT TO THE INCH
REMARKABLE INSTANCE OF Ac-
cURATE SURVEYING.
Fact That "Monnyment" Was a Grind
stone Had Been Overlooked and
Gave Paul Bunyan Some
i Uneasy Moments.

4 man named Paul Bunyan, who
worked as county surveyor in Kansas,
says the Engineering News, had some
reputation in his profession. This is
an account Of a Job he did for Silas
Emery. Silas himself told the story
to a party of Rock Island engineers
who had taken refuge in his tool shed
from one Of the justly famous summer
showers of the Sunfower state.
Il hired Paul." said Silas, ito run
out my north line because my neigh
Dor was amin to string a fence on
what 1 knowed was my land. They
had been a stone set twenty rod moth
east of my COW barn when the Widder
Smith owned the layout, but seemed
as If l couldn't rightly locate it. But
Paul, he had the gov'ment notes for
the whole county and the one west,
so knowed he could fix me up proper.
We'll, him and his long-laigged boys
come out one mornin' at sunup and
set out to find monnyment to start
out from, but they didn't find none till
they come to the second range line
east; it was a buffalo horn set seven
inches down in gravel at the aidge Of
a crick, as the notes called for, so
Paul he felt safe to start, and they
lit out. They'd chain out eighty rod
after the compass was set level and
the proper declination set off, and then
Paul would put up his inst'ment and
go whar the boys had got to and start
em off agin. And bein' right pert
steppers, they seeveyed them seven
miles in some two hours, and come to
whar my corner was supposed to be
at. recollect Paul was lookin' mighty
cocky when he come up to whar the
last pin was stickin' in the ground.
Thar she be- he sings out, Jest
six inches underground. and If you'll
shove down on that thar pin you can
find her yourself
wal, l goes over and shoves her in
clean up to the red flannel, but nary
stone did fetch.
Now Paul havin the name he had
for doing tiptop work l felt right dis
appointed thinkin' Of him a-missin'
that stone, and l reckon l showed my
feelin's some, too. Paul wasn't lookin'
cocky no more, neither. Never did l
see a feller more put out. He reads
all his gov'ment notes over time and
agin, and him and the boys they puts
down a whole raft of figgers and takes
turns Aladdin them up.
Then Paul gifts up and takes their
sightin' pole and rams her down whar
the pin was settin'. Full two foot he
druv that thar pole down fore he give
it up as a bad job, and set down and
went to PAWN over that old yaller
notebook agin. Fore he set down,
though, he allowed as how he'd give
up and take to ranchin'.
Finally l heered him snickerin' and
I looked over to whar he was, and
thar he set GRIMM fit to kill. Come
here, ST. sez he, and read the dis
cription of this here monnyment.
Seems he had overlooked readin' that
thar description all this time cause OF
1t bein' over on the right-hand page
with figgerin' all round and runnin
into it. But thar 1t was, writ plain
enough for anybody once you noticed
it. For the nothest corner Of section
IA, havin' run out Of buffalo horns,
set an old grindstone purloined from
the Widder Smiths shed, six inches
below the surface of the ground
yep, the pole Paul red showed down
two foot was stickin' plumb through
the hole in that grindstone!"