The Coconino sun., 1922-09-29
THE COCONINO SUN

nearly bothered the life out of "Cy- clone Bill," trying to learn the lang uage by repeating after him every thing he said to a customer and ask ing that it be interpreted.
 One night Cyclone Bill" and Du Frain saw some girls home from church. The girls asked them to "come in and sit awhile" "No, thank you" said Bill. i've have other fish to fry"-meaning another engage ment.
 The next Sunday night DuFrain saw the girls home. Come in and sit awhile," they said. "No, tanks so veree mooch," he said, q got some more feesh to cook"
 Bills brothers wife heard an awful racket in the chicken coop one night. She woke Bills brother up. He took shotgun, went out, and, standing by the chicken house door, called out:
 "Who's in that chicken house?"
 "No one but us chickens" came the answer.
 "When I was kid there was a min ister that I sure hated," said Cyclone Bill" "He would drive to our house, which was three miles from his own, whenever he came back from the cir cult and stay all night, knowing l had to unhitch, water and feed his horse and next morning hitch it up again.
 "One morning mother got my broth CT and me up at four o'clock and with an old darkey helper by ten o'clock that morning we had six hogs dressed and hung from the limb of a live oak tree.
 "Just as we finished up drove the preacher, lamenting because he hadn't got there sooner so he could have cleaned some of the chitlings and ta- ken them home to his invalid wife, who found them one of the few things she could eat.
 "He drove away and mother fixed up about ten pounds of the chitlings and sent me with them, afoot, to the preachers house. It was awful cold ard that pail weighed 20 pounds be- fore l got there.
 q have always since I began to talk called a spade spade. So when I got to the house l went in, set the pail down, and said:
 "'There's your husbands guts.' "The preachers wife screaemd and collapsed. An old darkey servant looked in the pail and told the invalid there was nothing there but chitlings. But it came near being the end of the preachers wife"
 A tourist in a new country some times whacks the old nail right on the head concerning local affairs in such way as to cause ripple of mirth on the most hardened old timers face. The other day an eastern tourist was reading dodger gotten out by the Flagstaff Game Protection associa- tion calling for a meeting. Incident ally on the dodger in asking all ln- terested to come out was added: "To discuss means to remove Prochas- ka." He innocently inquired: What is Prochaska? Some sort of a poison ed seed or weed?" Then those who realized the pertness of the inquiry laffed some hearty.
 LOG hllIeT > Sul d HCW oiC iiuS trating how come sometimes the giv- en names we mortals are blessed with by our progenitors. The colored lady in this story had as good reason for the bestowal of the name on her off spring as some of our parents had for what they gave us to answer to.
 He told the teacher his first day at school that his name was Opium John- son. The teacher was sceptical, but the boy insisted that his name was Opium all right. That night he told his nanny teacher said Opium was no kind of name for boy a-tall.
 "But, honey" said nanny, Opium am youah name. Fore An choosed it An looked it up in de dickshunary, an it say dere dat opium comes from wild poppy, an if any boy had a wild poppy yo' sho' did"