The Coconino sun., 1920-12-10


 Paul Burro and May Navaho, full blood Supai Indians, showed up at County Clerk Tom L. Rees' office one day last week with note from the In- dian agent indicating that they wanted to tie up.
 Tom issued the license and called in Justice of the Peace R. J. Kidd. The latter couldn't make them under- stand very well, and it took about ten minutes to get them ranged along side of each other properly. Not that they shied off, but they just didn't know what the white mans ceremony called for.
 After they were placed, the judge said to the man: "You taka deese woman for wife? You taka care her? You good to herr"
 A nod.
 Then to the woman: "You taka this man?"
 She nodded.
 "Then you're man and wife," said the judge, hurriedly, tightening the knot before anything slipped, as he wiped the precipitation off his brow. He said patios is hard stuff to talk.
 Billy Power had happened in during the ceremony, and rushed down to County Treasurer-elect Henry Aphold with the information that friends of his were hymenizing upstairs and wanted him, Up marched Henry, with visions of kissing, wedding cake, and all that sort of thing. But he claimed neither kiss nor cake.
 A. J. Sullivan says that owing to the shortage of all kinds of leather, the manufacturers are going to tan fruit and vegetable skins; that apple and potato skins make fine shoe leath- CT; banana skins being best adapted for making slippers.
 When the donkey saw the zebra, he began to switch his tail; "Well, new er," was his comment, "saw mule that's been in jail"
 "Rimmy" Jim Giddings, in town the other day, says he still feels some bad effects from his recent role of horsemattress. He says he kept the horse from injuring his back on the stones, which was something to be thankful for, but that he doesn't in- tend to play ostermoor again, even to a burro.
 "Rimmy" says the Navajo Indians are the best neighbors in the world All one has to do to get along famous ly with them is to not to get under obligations to them. The man who treats them fairly, and pays as he goes, will have no cause to complain of their treatment of him.
 One time out in the bad lands be, yond the river, "Rimmy" suddenly heard lot of shooting mile or SC away. He waited little while, ther rode leisurely over in that direction Topping hill, he saw in valley be low lot of bucks busy skinning { freshly-killed beef. Presently one o1 the Indians looked up and saw "Rimmy," and at once left the others and came up to meet him.
 "Howdy," said the Indian. Come over to my place and my woman vii fix you some coffee."
 "No," said "Rimmy", "I want tt know why you killed one of my cows.
 The Indian insisted that the anima didn't belong to "Rimmy". Finally the latter said:
 "Well, I'll just ride down there. Ii that isn't my COW I'll go with you ant let your squaw make me some coffee But if it is my COW, I'm going to bt pretty damned mad"
 The Indian agreed; but when they reached the carcass, "Rimmy" found the Indian had told the truth.
 "The difference between the average Indian and most whites, "Rimmy" ex. plains, "is that when an Indian does something for you and you pay him he's always ready to do you good turn again whenever he can. But with most whites, when one of them does you favor he expects you to keeI on paying for it all the rest of your life.
 "Yes, sir" he concluded, "a Navajo Indian is the best kind of neighbor if you treat him square, you can all ways depend on him."
 The other morning, seated at the lunch counter in the White House Cafe, was young man garbed in khaki, with full cartridge belt and two big six-guns in holsters strapped to him. Everything he had on was new and he evidently was enjoying the sensation he thought his appear anee was causing to a couple of wom- eR tourists seated near him.
 SFrank Hanley and Deputy Sheriff z Billy 0Brien, who were eating al the White House, hadn't noticed the fellow when he came in. After a while Frank caught sight of him, rub bed his eyes to make sure, looked again, then called Billy's attention When they were through eating, Billy strolled over to the man, tapped him on the shoulder, and asked:
 Who are you gunning for?"
 "Why, what do you mean?" asked