The Coconino sun., 1921-10-07
CHEERFUL CHIRPS
 (By "DELC Mostly nonsense except idea along and is grabbed of.
(By "DEL.")

longing to one of the boys. Long af- ter midnight young farmer came in, stewed to the gills, sat down and in a moment was sound asleep. They brought in casket and laid him in it. A couple of hours later the farm CT woke up, then quickly sat up, his hair standing straight on end With out word he jumped out of the coffin and went right through a glass door without stopping to open it. He left his horse standing where it was hitch ed outside and ran all the way home, over three miles away.
 'How many of you came to town today?" we asked Denny O'Brien.
 "There were four of us. The two Currys was one, Clarence Sanderson was two, an myself was three, and and-who was four? Let me see. The two Currys was one, myself was two an Clarence Sanderson was three, and bedad! there was four of us, but I couldn't tell the name of the other. An, now I have it. Myself was one, Clarence Sanderson was two, an the two Currys was three-an'-be me sowl, I think there was but three of us after all"
 Jack LeBarron says that once when he and George Campbell were out in camp one very cold night during the early fall snowstorms, dog they had with them persisted in bowling so that they couldn't get to sleep. They threw everything they could find at it, in- cluding two choice collections of cuss words, but the dog would run out of range and howl some more. Finally George jumped up and ran out in his shirt tail. He coaxed the dog to him, then held him down in the snow. Jack asked him what in the world he was doing that for. "You damn num- skull" George explained. "I'm trying to freeze the dog"
 Brother Kidder gets lot of fun out of his wife's home paper, the Kemp, Tex, News. An adv. in recent num- Der says: We will saw your wood for 50 or 60 cents a cord. If that ain't cheap enough, come and borrow our saw and saw it yourself"
 Father Vabre stopped us the other day to ask:
 "If Ford car follows another Ford car down the street what time is it in Ireland?"
 Never having been in Ireland, we had to give it up.
 'Tin after tin," Father Vabre trium- phantly exclaimed.
 Harry Gray won't give you a drink, but he can draw one for you from his fund of booze stories. This is one:
 A fellow in the Broad street sta tion, Philadelphia, asked young man:
 How far is it from Wilmington to 2"
 "It's 27 miles from Philadelphia to Wilmington" was the answer.
 The man thought few minutes, then again asked:
 "Shay, how far is it from Whining ton to Philadelphia"
 "1 just told you it is 27 miles from Philadelphia to Wilmington; naturally, it must be the same distance from Wilmington to Philadelphia"
 "Not by damn sight," was the re- tort. "It's not necessarily sho at all. It's a week from Christmas to New Years, but it's hell of sight longer from New Years to Christmasw
 Mayor Sam F. Quay wasn't feeling very good one morning out in Los An geles. He had slept badly all through the night. He had left request at the hotel desk to be called at o'clock in the morning. About six o'clock he fell sound asleep. He awoke after a while, looked at his watch, and drop ped back on his pillow with a groan. 'Here it is on the tick of seven o'clock" he said in reply to his wife's questions, land if they don't call us within five minutes we shan't have time enough to get dressed and eat