The Coconino sun., 1919-08-01

Little girl asked Billy Bosum the other day for change for dollar. She said her mother would give him the dollar next day. \
 Henry Albers, owner of the Flag staff Steam Laundry, listened to the double-dashed punctuated tale related by man who had been bound this way from California, had stuck in the mud, and had been forced to abandon his car and came in by train.
 These Arizona roads are a - - disgrace!" he avowed.
 Where were you stuck?" MT. Al bers asked.
 At the Needles"
 "Well, that was in California. If car you would have had a boulevard all the way to Flagstaff"
 And he made the man believe it.
 George Campbell, the sheep man, on his way home from way out in the country after dark last week, found the lights on his car wouldn't work. Narrowly missing several accidents, when he got into Flagstaff a motor cop in a Ford hailed him. George kept on going, and for several blocks the man in the Ford tried numerous times to run in ahead and block him, each time shouting something. But George met each attempt at block ing by speeding up little and an- swered the hail with counterhail of "Manana.' until his pursuer gave up in disgust.
 Sunday before last, while the per petrator of this colyum was settin' in the county attorneys office. bein' chun by Geo. Harben, colored lady, sai l to be servant at Senator Campbelrs home, came in and asked was there a jail in this here place.
 Geo. said there wuz.
 "I likes to go into the jails," she says, land give tractses to the pris- oners. I've got some beautiful tractses."
 Geo., not having been to church that a. m., was respectfully attentive. and. thus encouraged. the self-constituted missionary launched into a half-hour sermon, quoting scriptures literally and literally, and frequently reiter- atine the fact (we1l say it isN that most of the men in iails are better than those who send them there.
 Geo. advised her to go to the jail, and asked her as an especial favor to try to convert Undersheriff Bill Hick- lin, who, he told her. is an awful tough nut and needs all the tracts and good advice far moP than any of the prisoners do.
 Frank Gold strolled in about then. and the two lawyers piloted "mammy'' to the jail. Hicklin was suspicious. and, tumbling to the hoax before it had chance to bloom, at once called the two men down for staving out so long, and, before they woke up, had them locked in a cell. Turning to the missionary, he said:
 "You must not mind if I'm severe, but I let those two fellows out for breakfast. and they stayed longer than I said they could. They're boot leggers, but probably they'll get out in few days"
 MT. Colds bushes would have done credit to debutante in slipping decollete.
 J. B. Williams. in town on jury duty, says he's having devil of a time protecting his crops this year. The wild turkeys have got about 40 acres of his wheat, and the deer have nibbled all the foliage off bout thirty acres of his turnips, and he's wonder ing whether he's running farm or government game preserve.
 The gentleman who presides over the destinies of the Arizona Lumber & Timber Co. writes to us, so fashion: 'I enjoyed very much your 'Rimmy Jim stuff about the early days. If you could get Dad Power or some other old-timer to give YOU his remi- niscences of the early days when he put in the big fill. and stocked the bottomless pits with prairie dogs and introduced sardines into the River de Flag, and other useful information |. dished up as only The Sun can do it, think it would be filling long-felt want and give great pleasure to your numerous subscribers and admirers.
 "Yours very truly,
 'T. A. RIORDAN."
 Thanks for the suggestion.
 We'll do that little thing.
 Drop in again, Mir. Riordan; we're glad to have you, any time.
 Say, any you folks seen Dad Power around here to-day?
 We're lookin' for him.
 If you see him, tell i'm so,, will yu . Thanks, Il do 'smuch fer you, some day.
 Maidens! Why should you worry in