The Coconino sun., 1920-07-16

1 According to one of the eastern mag azines they used to have some pretty Ptall liars out here in Arizona. Here is one incident, in which an old time Arizona guide is said to be the hero, that will work very well nowadays in hooking up some Of our eastern visitors. ,~t
 General McCook, of the U. S. army, was travelling out this way. Impress- ed by the magnificent scenery. he spoke of it to his guide. e
 "lts mighty purity" said the guide, but I'll show you bigger sights nor this. Why, one time Kansas Jim an me had been trampin' three days an | nights, an we como to plain, and rsht in the middle of it was a forest all thrned to solid stun"
 The general smiled and remarked: Il have heard of petrified trees be- fore, Bi l."
 The guide expeeorated without changing countenance, and continued: But, that warn't all, General; thar war a buffalo on that plain, an he war petrified on the, clean jump, an'- his huffs had kicked ub bit of sod, an I'm blamed eff that warn't petrified in the air"
 The general turned an amused coun- , ,tenance on the narrator, and said:
 "Why, Bill, the sod would have fall en to the ground by force of gravity"
 Without hesitation, Bill answered: Well, General, the gravity war petri fled, too."
 The most remarkable organization Flagstaff boasts of was formed here a few weeks ago and has received it's charter from the. national organiza- tion. One of the things for which the new association is noteworthy Is the fact thatA every person in the city is eligible to membership as a member, fully paid up Another remarkable thing'is that at every meeting held so far the attendance has been 100 per cent of the membership. It is also worth calling attention to that every member of the local organization is an officer, while one member holds two of fees.
 The organization referred to is the Flagstaff branch, of the National As sociation of Letter Carriers. The two members are Michael Ginsburg, who is president and secretary, and Joe Wight, who is treasurer.
 As welcome relief from the deadly monotony of all the foregoing, let's have few epitaphs:
 Close behind this stone
 Here lies alone
 Captain Reynolds Marvin,
 Expecting his wife
 When ends her life
 And we both are freed from starvin'.
 Tread softly mortals, OCT the bones
 Of this worlds wonder, Capt. Jones, Who told his glorious deeds to many | Yet never was believed by any.
 Posterity, let this suffice,
 He swore all's true, yet here he lies.
 Beneath this stone of granite hard
 Lies my beloved pard.
 Here lies Peck, which some men say Was first of all Peck of clay; This wrought with skill divine, while
 fresh,
 Became curious peck of flesh, Through, varied forms it's Maker ran, Then adding breath made Peck man; Full fifty years Peck felt lifs's trou-
 bles q Till death relieved Peck of troubles; Then fell poor Peck, as all things must And here he lies-a Peck of dust.
 "1 wish to extend my heartfelt | thanks to my many friends, who dur ing my recent illness gave me roses of | sympathy and even gave me a sip of l the milk of human kindness. wish to | thank them that they did not wait un- til the doctors, looking wise, said: | He's dead Immediately they send | for the undertaken to be sure that | am dead. He cuts my veins, lets out l what blood l have in me, pumps me | full of poison, sews my eyes and lips i, together so I can't speak or wink at | my friends,puts me in casket, screws | the top down on it so can't get out. Taking more precautions they. put me in another box and fasten it good and tight; few more precautions, they put me in deep hole six by six by three; then put soft dirt all around the side of my box; then at signal, for fear that I come back all hands join in piling dirt on me as long as they can get it; then to give me trouble to get up if could, they take their spades and pat the dirt on me good and strong then here comes the friends with flowers and pile them on my grave as long as they can, then stand back and look down on where am and say smell them flowers if you can. I say l thank you for giving me my flowers while I make this earth my habitat. Yours for passing a smile, A. w, Springs. M. D."-From the