The Coconino sun., 1922-08-04


 awakening to the fact that the coun- try immediately surrounding is packed full of more varied and remarkable scenic things than can be found in any other section of equal size any where in the world
 But many of us do not yet realize all or half we have. Hundreds have seen only a small part of what there is to be seen. Many have seen with eyes unseeing.
 Many years ago Charlie Schulz, af- ter whom Schulz Pass is named, and who was one of the first sheepmen in this country, built house just the other side of the Grand Falls of the Little Colorado. He lived there and ranged his sheep over that country for seven years.
 Not so long ago Father c. Vabre went out there and took picture of the falls. Bob Morrison of Prescott saw the picture, asked for it, and had it published on the front cover of the Yavapai Magazine. The caption fac tiously announced that Father Vabre was the discoverer of the falls. Mir. Schulz wrote the padre, kidding him about the discovery" of the place where he himself had lived 40 years before. But, he said, 'T only lived there. You discovered the beauty of the place. I am going to bring some friends up with me to see the falls and this time I will see what you did"
 He carried out the threat and after ward confessed that it was the first time he had seen that country.
 Walter Durham received a souvenir in the mail last week. It would have been welcome to him and Mrs. Dur ham if they had received it last fall as they were supposed to, but at that time it wouldn't have been souvenir.
 It was letter from their son, Clarence Durham, and his wife, of Douglas, and was postmarked Nov. 2, 1921. It was written just after the elder Durhams had returned from a visit in Douglas and for several weeks after their return they wondered why Clarence didn't write.
 The letter had been opened, and was accompanied by note from P. O. Inspector J. L. Cooper, who advised that it had been found with the rest of the mail in the cache near Marico- pa where it was hidden by Roy Gard ner, the notrious bandit, after he had stolen it from the mail car one night early last November, after going through all the mail bags in search of money and valuables, and for which ,1 ., 25-year term at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas.
 "The future of the flapper," says Rev. w. H. Took, "is worrying over the flapper of the future."
 Pat Moran admits that no one in Ireland is running for the presidency under the slogan "He kept us out of war"
 Under the caption, "My Most Elm barrassing Experience" a Flagstaff lady gives an account of visit she and lot of other friends made to a big strange town when she was sweet sixteen. Raised in rurality and nat urally bashful, she was more so at the home of her hosts, who until then had been utter strangers. There were twenty or more at table. Our heroine sat next to the host, who carved and served each guest, designating as the plates left his hand whom each was for. But he entirely overlooked our heroine, who, too bashful to correct the oversight, sat all through the meal with nothing at all to eat. Her em- barrassment was increased when her hostess, just as the meal was ended, discovered what had happened, and called attention to it with profuse and sympathetic apologies. But by that