The weekly Alaska citizen., 1918-07-29
Town Gossip and Stories
0y The Tattler.

came from one of the southern Flu ropean countries, the natives of which show such marked partiality toward the odoriferous little vegetable which comes in strings-but the powerful odor seemed to come from nowhere in particular-the air was charged with it! F-- couldn't stand it. he laid aside the book, took up his hat and went out into Gods sweet atmosphere again. One by one the others struggled out, but the innocent cause was deeply absorbed in an Argosy.
 An hour later - strolled into a Front street pool room and sat down and watched two fellows play ing a game of pool. Suddenly he sniffed-"Phew! sufferin' mackinaw!" he muttered, "can't I get away from that garlic smell?" Then he noticed that one of the players was the individual of the library--the odor of "healthy" garlic just seemed to still ooze from him, as he fitted around the table.
 - started out doors for air again and he noticed fellow suf- ferer going out ahead, holding his proboscis. "Say!" said F-, as they stood on the curb, isn't that fierce" The fellow took few long breaths. pulling out his handker- chief. Wouldn't garlic make a dandy gas to shoot among those big masses of Huns?"
 EZRA Ezra Burlington. the BEAT Little Cinema farmer THE DOG and wood dealer had little experience with a cur dog and she bear that reduced his avoirdupois somewhat.
 Ezra is stout enough to be called fat, and is not much of a foot racer but there are times when he could almost shatter the worlds record for a short sprint
 Accompanied by his faithful purp. the farmer went out looking for Der ries last week. He had his gun him for 1t is unsafe to leave your cabin in that vicinity without a bear killer. Suddenly there was howl and the pup ran between his legs almost upsetting him and right be- hind the dog was she bear coming like a streak. There was no time to raise the gun, so Ezra passed the dog and then the dog passed him. After this had happened a couple of times he thought of the gun that he still clung to. raised it and fired in the air. Looking over his shoulder he saw the report had frightened her ladyship and he, bravely, about faced and threw another bullet after her into the brush. But she had vamoosed.
 THAT WHICH The mail was late, WE CALL delayed by an un- A ROSE avoidable accident to one of the Sheldon Gibson mail autos-that Valdez trail Is one very rough road, even for Fords. But, don't forget to remem- Der Rosa, the ex-summer mail con- tractress was notoriously late with our mail-in fact she never did get here with it, on her motorcycle. And if the present contractors-our own Bobby" and "Tom'-can't get our Outside letters here on time, why it just can't be did" Monday eve a crowd stood around one of the cars that had just got in, it had all the parts" of the Ford that broke down (there couldn't have been much left of Lizzie out on the traiD. The car with the parts" stood in front of the model, and several tired and hungry shutters" were "feedin' their faces" Toms familiar voice could be heard out on the sidewalk. Toms wife, with some lady friends was passing, looked through the window and stop ped. Hello. Tom," greeted one of the ladies. He's talking auto," said Mrs. Gibson. "he can't hear you-just call him Rosa"
 GEORGE Bob Menzie dragged SOME George Hunter from WAlTZER his cave and took him out on the Val deg trail to get rid of his swell of the wits for few days and George can nOw pivo v0,, tho ltfo hiotorv Of