The Coconino sun., 1919-08-08

| tfank Jones, Wn0 used to work m the trading store with the late Charles Hubbell, were out in the latter's car, when they got too near the edge of the road and tipped over. Frank land- ed in the mud on his face, Hubbell, face down, directly over him, and the car on top. Hubbell, who is just as powerful as he looks, didn't land hard on Frank, but with both hands and feet against the ground, was holding up the cara Ford.
 Lorenzo spoke first.
 Frank, I'm going to come down on you," he said.
 "For Gods sake, don't do that,' Frank yelled.
 "Well then, hump yourself, and push up," was the reply.
 So, one above the other, Frank pushing up against Lorenzo, and Lo- renzo against the car, they heaved to- gether.
 Then their feet slipped, and this time Frank found out how much Lo- renzo and Ford, together, weighed. They took another brace, heaved to- gether again, and this time succeeded in pushing the car off them and right side up.
 "The worst of it was," said Frank afterward, i've were on the down-hill side of the alarmed car, and had to lift it back up the hill"
 Jones figured in another turnover before that, his companion that time being Charles Hubbell. The latter was driving, and when the car turned, his arm was caught under the steer ing wheel and broken. A government doctor, who had been riding on the running board, kept clear. In trying to get at the extent of the casualties, the latter asked Frank if he was hurt. Frank said he wasn't. But a moment later the warm grease from the drip pan began to soak through his clothes and he yelled:
 "Hey, Doc, get me out of this, for Gods sake, I'm bleeding to death"
 E. A. Marks, superintendent of the Indian school at Oraibi, tells about when former President Roosevelt and former Governor Hunt both attended one of the Hopi snake dances. Roose- welt wrote letter to his friend, Sen ator Hubbell, saying he intended to come. Hunt wrote asking that all the accommodations at the command of the government be placed at his dis posal.
 Teddy and his boys rode in on horseback, rough-clad. Hunt came in bedecked in all sartorial glory. Col. Roosevelt and the boys slept on the ground, sending back word when in- formed that there was room at thei.' disposal that they had their own out fit and preferred not to give anyone any extra trouble. Hunt kicked about his room and made himself generally disagreeable.
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