The Coconino sun., 1923-03-16

believe that we seven fellow passen-
gers are most congenial and I ap-
plaud the judgment which chose from
the passenger list these three persons
for my table. You and I, my dear sir,
are - here, steward, bring me the
fish and clear away these dishes"
i Hugh Tillman was reading aloud
the other night to his little daughter,
Louise, the account of some travellers
who were chased in the frozen north
! by pack of wolves. The story was
related by a survivor. He said: "The
wolves were close upon US. Their
howling penetrated to our very mar
row. We fled for our lives. But
each second we knew that the raven
ing pack were gaining on US. Closer,
closer--at last they were so close we
could feel their muzzles against our
legs so that"
| "Oh," said Louise, show glad the
nan must have been that they had
| their muZzles on!"
George Atterbury says the biggest
! fool he ever knew was a damn sight
bigger fool whenever he got drunk.
But he was cured when, one night,
| loaded to the guards with red-eye, he
went up to saloon window and stuck
his head in an yelled "Fire!" an ev-
erybody did.
Bob Kidd admits that he was awful
embarrassed once when he was taking
part in amateur theatricals and had
to rush out on the stage and shout:
''The queen has swooned" He made
the rush, all right, and then he yell
! ed: "The swoon has queened." OF
course some darn fools that wasn't
brought up no better begun to laugh.
But Bob was game, an he yelled
| again: "The sween has cooned." That
didn't quiet things none, but Bob had
another try at it an yellin' louder
than ever this time he said: "The
coon has sweened."
Tom Wagner says he likes winter
better'n he does summer, cause in
winter he amt pestered to death by
people hangin' round SO close to him
to keep in his shade.
Pat Moran asked his young son,
Martin, the other day what a ground
hog was and Martin said it was a
/ sausage.
DR.. A. J. Mackey's brother, a drug
gist in Lampassas, Texas, wrote him
last week:
"Look out for this fellow! He rode
down the street to my store straddlin'
a mountain lion, with a bob-cat under
each arm an a rattlesnake for a
whip. He comes in, steps right up to
the fountain and says give him a
drink of carbolic acid. / didn't pay
no attention much until he says And
put some moth balls in to sweeten
my BREATH
81 says, Where you goin'?' He
says: I'm on my way back to Flag
staff; Texas is too damn wild for
mel"
A Flagstaff young lady says, most
truly:
''The hand that rocks the cradle
Now is stained with nicotine,
And the foot once on the rocker
Likes to step on gasoline"
j. K. Gorrell, who, under the cap
ton, "Wise and Otherwise" conducts
column similar to this, only more
better, in the Bremen, Indiana, En-
quirer, writes US: Extend my felici-
tations to Mr.. and Mrs. Tom Stahl.
And the Sliphers at the Observatory.
Ask Earl if he remembers the old
days at Indiana U, when we had many
things in common in Beta Theta Of
Kappa Sigma"
The fluctuations are herewith ex-
tended and Earl is herewith asked.
We replied in our droll way to j.
k. g. that we thought Earl must'ye
had some disease like that in his
younger days, or why would he have
been seeing stars ever since 2"
Sheriff Billy Campbell recalls a
neighbor down in Kentucky who said