The Coconino sun., 1919-08-29

which the Giddings ranch house is equipped. In a few minutes Brown began to snore. "Rimmy" couldn't get to sleep, and, finally, with his six gun, prodded the disturber through the mattress, telling him to cut it out. But in a short time the wood- saving was resumed with renewed vigor. Then "Rimmy" fired a couple of shots out through the door, ex- claiming:
 "Now, will you stop that d-n snoring?"
 Then "Rimmy" went peacefully to sleep, and Browne never closed his eyes again that night.
 Funny how superstitious some peo- pie are. Nearly all of us believe in some sign or other. If you don't be- lieve it, ask your friends. Just for in- stance:
 Chet Black, the well-known mer- chant, says that to meet cross-eyed friend is a sure sign that you'll bow to him when he isn't looking at you, and when he does look at you asd bow, that you'll think he is lowing to some one across the street. Re- suit, he will get mad. "To avoid it." he says, "don't make acquaintance of cross-eyed people,"
 Charlie Clark says that to awake and hear mysterious sounds in the house is sign that rats or robbers are around; usually it is rats, as rob bers are more quiet "To avoid it," he says, Keep six cats, four dogs and several revolvers, or else sleep so soundly that you won't wake up."
 M. l. Powers says that to hear a dog bowling under your window all night is a sign of death---if you can get your gun quick enough.
 Henry Aphold says that upsetting a cup of tea in your lap is sure sign you'll get scalded if the tea is hot. "To avoid it," he advises, "don't upset the tea"
 Rimmy Jim says he knows man who is so contrary that he won't eat anything that agrees with him. Alas for him; alas for it;
 Alas for you and II
 When this we think we raise our init
 To dry our weeping eye.
 Dr. Felix Manning was recently vis- ited by Mexican woman whose arm had been severely bitten. As he dressed the wound, he remarked:
 "I can't quite make out what sort of an animal bit you. This wound is too small for a horses bite, and I don't believe it was from dog" "Oh, it wasn't dog, or a horse, either" said the patient. "It was an- other lady"
 l Every cloud has silver lining, but many silk skirt has cambric one.
 Some epitaph!
 Sacred to the memory of Miss Martha
 Gwynn.
 Who was so very pure within,
 She burst the outer shell of sin, And matched herself cherubim.
 From the diary of young man of this city who made us promise not to reveal his name:
 The Flagstaff girl bows her stately
 head,
 And fixes her stylish lips In firm, hard way-and lets lem go, And sips, and sips, and sips. The Winslow girl has a way of her
 own;
 It's a clinging, soulful way; She takes kiss that's just as big
 As wagon-load of hay. The Holbrook girl gets grip on her
 self
 And carefully takes of her hat, Then grabs the man in a frenzied way,
 Like terrier shaking rat. The Phoenix girl takes of her specs,
 So cool, so cold, so glum. She sticks out her lips like an open
 book,
 And keeps on chewing gum. The Williams girl never says word,
 She's so gentle, timid and tame; But she grabs a young man by the
 back of the neck,
 And gets there just the same.
 Fred Caring, in speaking of the high cost of living, says it's largely the result of our greater extrava- gance. When he came to this country he worked for year and half for $13 month, on a farm, and at the end of that time had saved $165.
 Imagine one of our helpers saving that proportion of his wages nowa- days," he said. "Now the fellows have got to come to town several times a week. Now fellow can't hardly find a box of candy expensive enough to give to his girl. I can remember when dimes worth of mint motto candy was big treat for my girl" Say, didn't you used to get lot of enjoyment out of those little candy hearts and circles, with the red print ed sentences on them. Remember, when you bashfully carried that one