1
! CHEERFUL CHIRPS (BY “DEL.” i jk > \ Mostly nonsense, except in those rare intervals when a real idea comes along and is grabbed off. The Great American Home x. > - /Get Mra, EDDie, \ / / ) f iTsjusTezvjbTel \ /, [ AIN'T II D£Y / /VW7hw3,ifYuhw&iT \ / W&7, OSSie./ \ in. mow Youe ma'p icnow Lrl/Sr!* AZoun' \A®Yoi* haT F BeT AY Folks is / off fdk 'BouT a souk y Efiik SOPPEtZ- V A George W. McDougall—“Scotty” MeDougall—of Williams, where he justice of the peaces, confidentially whispered to us the other day that the reason he was born in this coun- try instead of Scotljfnd was to save the price of a ticket over here. Speaking about Scotch women, Ike Veasey wants to know how about the one who wouldn’t use perfume on a windy day? Speed Campbell says the first mountain lion he ever shot was a squirrel. The first time he hit him he missed him altogether. The next time he hit him he hit him in the same place. Then he took a stone and knocked him outa the tree into the water and he drowned. Did you ever stop to think that your mother’s brother’s father’s cow’s brother was gn ox?—Herb Hilkins. How long has it been since you’ve heard of a woman being thrown by patching her heel in the hem of her skirt?—Ted Spencer. Lindbergh advises us by air mail that aviators don’t put their money in air pockets.—Dr. Flett. A foreign critic writes that Ameri- can women don’t show enough hau- teur. Why expect them to show everything?—Jim Giddings. . The days are gone when chaperons Watched over social pleasures. The young folks hardly give a care Who overlooks their measures. A modern girl can easily Forget the chaperon— Her mind is taken up with how To get the chapalone. —CHARLIE LEHR. Johnny Matthews was stumped the other night when after telling his lit- tle girl that all ships are called “she,” she asked how come that fighting ships are called “men of war.” The first thing no married couple should neglect having is a wedding. Ray Simpson. A1 Beasley was strolling along the street oustide the insane asylum at Phoenix and across the wall in the yard he saw a man standing by a flower bed with a fish-pole and line apparently waiting for a bite. “How many you caught?” A1 asked. “You’re the ninth,” the man said. If self-preservation really is the first law of nature, then how come you see so many physical wrecks?— Tom Bellwood. When you recollect that as a man thinks so is he it explains why some men are never.—George T. Herring- ton. Some of the people who registered last week at Flagstaff hotels: Lynn C. Doyle. W. E. R. Nottman and wife. I. Wood Knott. Urv Kacid. B. A. Child. I. B. Damm. Iva Beeke. C. D. Monk. Jack Assan Colt. Doane Teller. Perley Gaites. Lotta Legge. Ophelia Legge. U. Seymour Legge. Hiss Takin. VS Kant Igo. Mae B. Swift. Abie Liever. Ivan Offuliteh. JKtrry Legge. Grinnen Barrett. 1 Heidi Elley. G. Howitt Fils. Derr T. Foote. Y. B. Frade. Ella Phant. Phillip McCann. Carter Joy is another of our fre- quent fall-guy stand-bys who breaks into poetry this week. Carter war- bles: I willbuild me a house by the side of the road, Where the automobiles pass by; I will find me a nook which is screened from the cold, Where the road is never dry. I will buy me a team of horses strong, And hitch them fast to a chain. I will be on hand when the cars come along Right after the first spring rain. I will watch the road from my shel- tered nook Till the wheels get firmly stuck, Then I’ll saunter forth, with a friend- ly look, And sing as a man in luck. I will wait till every means they’ve tried, With blocks, jacks, chains and power; And when they are thoroughly satis- fied I will chant: “This is my hour!” Then I’ll bring my team with ropes and chains And fasten them firm to the bar; I will pull from the mud the soiled remains Os an erstwhile beautiful ear. But before they start on their way again I’ll collect a handsome fee. They will surely remember the good time when They were pulled from the mud by me! >! Yes, I’ll build me a house by the side of the road, Where the automobiles go by. And I’ll earn in one spring enough greenbacks To last me till I die. Arch Ude sends in the following little poem, reminiscent in its style of the late Frank L. Stanton: Just a’wearying for you, For a drink what would I do? Longing for it, wond’ring when We can have it back again, Thirsty, don’t know what to do, Just a’wearying for you. Just to taste a schooner’s foam. Foot on rail and feel at home, Bubbles breaking in the glass As they did of old, alas! Country’s dry and I’m dry too, Just a’wearying for you. Every day I miss you more, Miss the sawdust on the floor, Miss the bottles in a row, Ice and shakers and—you know If we had them what we’d do, Just a’wearying for' you. Listless since you went away, . Dull, in everybody’s way, If I had you here tonight I’d go busted and get tight, Lots of other folks would too, Just a’wearying for you. Evening comes, I miss you more, Thoughts of root-beer make me sore, Seems that thirst just can’t be cured And it cannot be endured. What the Hell then can I do? Just a’wearying for you. Says Hopi Indians Need No Subways No one who has seen the Hopi viß lages perched high# on their rocky promontories overlooking the dry but gorgeous Arizona cleaert can be sur- prised at the victory of the Hopi In- dian in the long-distance races. He comes from one of the toughest stocks in America, endowed with endurance thanks to the age-long battles with nature. His people have always been good .runners. It is not uncommon for a Hopi farmer to travel twelve or fif- teen miles to his corn patch and back in a day, and to do this day in and out. Unlike his neighbor the Navajo, he 'does not use horses but goes on his own lightly shod feet. Thus from an early age he is trained to covdr distance—and covers it at a speed which would be trying to most white men. The New Heavyweight Challenger His clirnate is at the same time kind and cruel. So scant is the rain that he has trouble in raising a few ears of colored corn and his desert beans and squashes. But it is also one of the most invigorating and # healthful climates in the world, sunny throughout the year, with a cold, dry winter and a summer relieved by cool nights. The Hqpis are true children of the desert. Although they long since ceased to be nomads, they have not acquired that softness which the des- ert tribes of Arabia say makes the weakness of the settled, peoples who have become farmers in the oases. Even New Yorkers in such a climate, : COUNTY CHRONOLOGY l * * Compiled from the Files of The + Coconino Sun, Twenty Years + Ago This Week. * **+**?*++****?*+* Commencement week at Normal. Graduates were the Misses Constance Decker, Mary Studley, Alta Hubbs, Grace Dutton, Edna Newman and Jephea Perkins. Prize essay and declamation contest awards made by T. E. Pollock, H. E. Campbell and D. M. Francis to Miss Lillian Terry, Miss Irene Johnston, Miss Bertha Schwalbe, Miss Constance Decker and Miss Mary Studley. Hay selling at Safford at $9 a ton. Miss Carrie Rickel returned from a three weeks’ stay in Los Angeles. Miss Vera Greenlaw, who had been attending Normal at Tempe, returned. Misses Grace and Mary Kidd home from Tempe normal. Miss May Hicks home from Univer- sity of California. Misses Edna, Grace and Lila Vail return from school at Fayette, Mo. Mrs. E. A. Sliker entertained Normal graduates and alumni. Charles Stemmer home from teach- ing in the southern part of the state. Edwin and Bertram Babbitt return from Notre Dame, Ind., where they attended the university. Following pupils of the second primary neither absent nor tardy during the month: Howard Miller, George Moyer, Benjamin Rickel, Ruth Stearns, Anna Vishno. Elsie Dietz- man, Bennie Taylor-. Fourth grade: Dennie Harrington, Goldie Imel, P.ryon Jones, Pauline Rickli, Kyle Sutherland, Ruby Garing, Dolph Treat and Fletcher Fairchild. In Which Dick Is Some Sarcastic Grand Canyon, Am... _ June 13, 1927. Editor, Coconino Sun, Flagstaff, Arizona. My Dear Editor: | Once upon a time it was thoueht by I many that a proper and sufficient ! highway from a point on the National iNjld Trails highway to thq Grand Can | yon national park was a necessity and I would be a good thing for the state | and nation and all concerned. Os course this was an absurd idea in the first place and now since the Lees Ferry bridge may be built and the North Rim of the Canyon so grandly featured, the idea of a road on the South Rim fades into a misty and distant future. I wonder if you can advise what, if anything, is to be traded off in order to secure a $1,300,000 roaci pro- gram for a highway to Zion national park and Mt. Carmel? You will recall that all efforts to secure an appropriation, or even con- sideration of an appropriation, for a road to the Grand Canyon national park, met with, “You sell us the Trail and we will see what can be done.” It may be that there would be a chance to get a highway to the Grand Canyon on the South Rim if there was a nice, big, rugged mountain to tun- nel through and thus have added costs and scenery to be looked at through- windows in the tunnel. Os course a tunnel could be run un- der Red Butte. If this was done, a shaft could be run to the top of the Butte and with an elevator one hould go to the summit and watch the sun- set and dance to the noise of a jazzy orchestra. I believe that the reason for no highway to the Grand Canyon na- tional park, on the South Rim, is that building such a highway is too simple and inexpensive. Yours very truly. R. P. GILLILAND. if they had to travel twenty-four miles afoot to and from their work each day, might acquire more endurance than those who survive the daily or- deal of the subway.—New York Times. fTv&XX'S x>o\cH To TKAT OU> TvSWrtG \ \ fso*. 'foV'RE Ufefcfc ttt®!! tirTtVlTHE AUiTviiV, j { g* GUtts t’/A GLAD l CAME ujweh t©«oMie | J \\ \ ttcw A’Seo’f T^ESE" TOREY Hole noo took aw to la«st «&ek*\ luck \ ttfeßt uM»tw«©cV\io caw got au*oi ward \( /// ?o??f! * SETTER <bO GET KW - UkM Arti CATO* NvWfc*m »« OOft GAftfcGt *tHAH to, i*A|M*uUOrfe« OHLM AH E**Ett.T UKE AA£ „i\ r> /// L ~ / U \ AND ~ to] AfcOCfc *©¥«** H*fcfe~TH*t’S»<C>tiS*HT<>E>*Wi t ftovj\,X> M*HAGE GO -rt--i p-i 7 r&muHG oaTToo* wt jwo-« hom* ahq swoua ma\m u*wat \mb caught/ " ' TYKE -—^—^-y —” " " ~ FINNEY OF THE FORCE J ®y F Those Aren’t WORM Holes, Snoop |SHK| ~ j !TL Gttl w“**j|^ u J* H!|^W^*u o e*s ious aw/^ 1 9KS / antuonY 50 cents l I wut> we sit /J W WSO HSirl •if pwaßaskit an 9oms \ § take MBS SNOOP A '-j f^k' •* rattn* wojr vr li IJO cionsjVTWBEWftWES / cENtr // Mr jI I I I Ibaskit ftu Fisuir I damaged with th m \ sure lock A-, -7 rfjh-J*; .r~-l fruit ve. drove holed / •ftt daplimt j L r\A §M I Si PIN POINTERS Foreign titles this year are said to abound in large numbers, await- ing ( A.me: ‘i can heiresses.. The mar- ket is a little bearish on lions, you might say. ,* * * Farmers in Saskatchewan are nsing ca-mels instead of horses for' their farm work, says a dispatch. All chased out Ontario, perhaps. .* * * * Only two wrestling matches in Chicago during the last 20 years have been “on the square,” accord- ing to investigators. We didn’t know there were so many. ' * * * American girl students have too much time for dancing and not enough for digging, is the opinion of Miss Tami Yamanmro, a visiting student. That, depends, of course, on what kind of digging she means. * * * The bee has five eyes, but odds are-offered that no bee alive could look past the loving couple in the row just ahead last night and see Jhe picture. 0 Residents of Yuma art? being ad- vised to boil drinking water from the city mains, due to the large amount ol river water going into the pipes with- out proper filtration. Pinewood Dairy Prompt Service and THE HIGHEST GRADE OF MILK We invite the public to visit our Dairy at All Times Andy Matson Proprietor Phone 382R4 Ba Itself \mmumm life 8 flu n *s From on ? vaccination vmkfc., tWirtV'S i Cut:ir‘s Liuuid or ±oi.d if. The Cutter Laboratory “Tht Lets ratcrytMiit Km-u-.s Hew” Berkeley (U.S.Lu >£c) CP.iiorm;. N .IV—Old Style Powder and Til! Vaccines still made for those who ot-zicx *.h x. ! . | [1“ Doc WIS' E" j li —--nil -—== fW.ANY A MAM UDSEsT WITH INSPIRATION AND GAINS BACK WITH" PERSPIRATION / PRINT SHOP CALLERS Si YOU MUSTUT THIk'K I AM QUiTTiWq 1 jc, VO UP- rAPSft. BECAUSE I POUT |* I fJKE IX, EDITOR = FACT IS, VUE 'to Dour fzzl l;:-e we gau r I f? AFFORD IT, WITH EVERYTHING I ?‘-'T7 SO HI OH A: /""folks, thercls^'| pgSL. MOTHIUE BETWEES4 “fiy tCT THIS GUY AUD ( STARVATION BUT j fI-tk s three farms \ U \ I awd $3”. 000 IU! ¦. MICKIE SAYS— ' A WEV^'SPAPER A ( »<3 CLUITE A JOB SEX TVI BOSS, \ J "\OU CAU PLEASE SOME. OF ' ; TV)' PEOPLE ALL OF TH’ TIME, AMD ALL OF TVl' PEOPLE SOME OF TH' TIME, BUT WO EDITOR. EVER. PLEASED ALL OF TM' PEOPLE ALL OF TH‘ TIME ' " kSO TH' BOSS DOES THE BEST HE KIU AMD LETS IT ) <3O AT THAT j —’ «4r VvV V \ 1 ife) '. : THE COCONINO SUN FRIDAY, JUNE 17, 1927 Page Two

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Page 1: D£Y mow Youe * * Lrl/Sr!* AY Folks AZoun' .* .« Efiik V A ... · CHEERFUL CHIRPS (BY “DEL.” i jk > \ Mostly nonsense, except in those rare intervals when a real idea comes along

! CHEERFUL CHIRPS(BY “DEL.” i jk >

\ Mostly nonsense, except in those rare intervals when a real idea comesalong and is grabbed off.

The Great American Home

x. >- /Get Mra, EDDie, \

/ / ) f iTsjusTezvjbTel \

/, [ AIN'T II D£Y / /VW7hw3,ifYuhw&iT \

/ W&7, OSSie./ \ in. mow Youe ma'p icnow

Lrl/Sr!* AZoun' \A®Yoi* haTF BeT AY Folks is / off fdk 'BouTa souk y

Efiik SOPPEtZ- V A

George W. McDougall—“Scotty”MeDougall—of Williams, where hejustice of the peaces, confidentiallywhispered to us the other day thatthe reason he was born in this coun-try instead of Scotljfnd was to savethe price of a ticket over here.

Speaking about Scotch women, IkeVeasey wants to know how about theone who wouldn’t use perfume on awindy day?

Speed Campbell says the firstmountain lion he ever shot was asquirrel. The first time he hit himhe missed him altogether. The nexttime he hit him he hit him in thesame place. Then he took a stone andknocked him outa the tree into thewater and he drowned.

Did you ever stop to think thatyour mother’s brother’s father’s cow’sbrother was gn ox?—Herb Hilkins.

How long has it been since you’veheard of a woman being thrown bypatching her heel in the hem of herskirt?—Ted Spencer.

Lindbergh advises us by air mailthat aviators don’t put their money inair pockets.—Dr. Flett.

A foreign critic writes that Ameri-can women don’t show enough hau-teur. Why expect them to showeverything?—Jim Giddings. .

The days are gone when chaperonsWatched over social pleasures.

The young folks hardly give a careWho overlooks their measures.

A modern girl can easilyForget the chaperon—

Her mind is taken up with howTo get the chapalone.

—CHARLIE LEHR.

Johnny Matthews was stumped theother night when after telling his lit-tle girl that all ships are called “she,”she asked how come that fightingships are called “men of war.”

The first thing no married coupleshould neglect having is a wedding. —

Ray Simpson.

A1 Beasley was strolling along thestreet oustide the insane asylum atPhoenix and across the wall in theyard he saw a man standing by aflower bed with a fish-pole and lineapparently waiting for a bite.

“How many you caught?” A1 asked.“You’re the ninth,” the man said.

If self-preservation really is thefirst law of nature, then how comeyou see so many physical wrecks?—Tom Bellwood.

When you recollect that as a manthinks so is he it explains why somemen are never.—George T. Herring-ton.

Some of the people who registeredlast week at Flagstaff hotels:

Lynn C. Doyle.W. E. R. Nottman and wife.I. Wood Knott.Urv Kacid.B. A. Child.I. B. Damm.Iva Beeke.C. D. Monk.Jack Assan Colt.Doane Teller.Perley Gaites.Lotta Legge.Ophelia Legge.U. Seymour Legge.Hiss Takin.VS Kant Igo.Mae B. Swift.Abie Liever.Ivan Offuliteh.JKtrry Legge.Grinnen Barrett. 1Heidi Elley.G. Howitt Fils.Derr T. Foote.Y. B. Frade.Ella Phant.Phillip McCann.

Carter Joy is another of our fre-quent fall-guy stand-bys who breaksinto poetry this week. Carter war-bles:

I willbuild me a house by the side ofthe road,

Where the automobiles pass by;I will find me a nook which is

screened from the cold,Where the road is never dry.

I will buy me a team of horsesstrong,

And hitch them fast to a chain.I will be on hand when the cars come

alongRight after the first spring rain.

I will watch the road from my shel-tered nook

Till the wheels get firmly stuck,Then I’ll saunter forth, with a friend-

ly look,And sing as a man in luck.

I will wait till every means they’vetried,

With blocks, jacks, chains andpower;

And when they are thoroughly satis-fied

I will chant: “This is my hour!”

Then I’ll bring my team with ropesand chains

And fasten them firm to the bar;I will pull from the mud the soiled

remainsOs an erstwhile beautiful ear.

But before they start on their wayagain

I’llcollect a handsome fee.They will surely remember the good

time whenThey were pulled from the mud by

me!>!

Yes, I’llbuild me a house by the sideof the road,

Where the automobiles go by.And I’ll earn in one spring enough

greenbacksTo last me till I die.

Arch Ude sends in the followinglittle poem, reminiscent in its style ofthe late Frank L. Stanton:

Just a’wearying for you,For a drink what would I do?Longing for it, wond’ring whenWe can have it back again,Thirsty, don’t know what to do,Just a’wearying for you.

Just to taste a schooner’s foam.Foot on rail and feel at home,Bubbles breaking in the glassAs they did of old, alas!Country’s dry and I’m dry too,Just a’wearying for you.

Every day I miss you more,Miss the sawdust on the floor,Miss the bottles in a row,Ice and shakers and—you knowIfwe had them what we’d do,Just a’wearying for' you.

Listless since you went away, .Dull, in everybody’s way,If I had you here tonightI’d go busted and get tight,Lots of other folks would too,Just a’wearying for you.

Evening comes, I miss you more,Thoughts of root-beer make me sore,Seems that thirst just can’t be curedAnd it cannot be endured.What the Hell then can I do?Just a’wearying for you.

Says Hopi IndiansNeed No Subways

No one who has seen the Hopi vißlages perched high# on their rockypromontories overlooking the dry butgorgeous Arizona cleaert can be sur-prised at the victory of the Hopi In-dian in the long-distance races. Hecomes from one of the toughest stocksin America, endowed with endurancethanks to the age-long battles withnature.

His people have always been good.runners. It is not uncommon for aHopi farmer to travel twelve or fif-teen miles to his corn patch and backin a day, and to do this day in andout. Unlike his neighbor the Navajo,he 'does not use horses but goes onhis own lightly shod feet. Thus froman early age he is trained to covdrdistance—and covers it at a speedwhich would be trying to most whitemen.

The New Heavyweight Challenger

His clirnate is at the same timekind and cruel. So scant is the rainthat he has trouble in raising a fewears of colored corn and his desertbeans and squashes. But it is alsoone of the most invigorating and

#

healthful climates in the world, sunnythroughout the year, with a cold, drywinter and a summer relieved by coolnights.

The Hqpis are true children of thedesert. Although they long since

ceased to be nomads, they have notacquired that softness which the des-ert tribes of Arabia say makes theweakness of the settled, peoples whohave become farmers in the oases.Even New Yorkers in such a climate,

: COUNTY CHRONOLOGY l* *

• Compiled from the Files of The +

• Coconino Sun, Twenty Years +

• Ago This Week. *

**+**?*++****?*+*Commencement week at Normal.

Graduates were the Misses ConstanceDecker, Mary Studley, Alta Hubbs,Grace Dutton, Edna Newman andJephea Perkins. Prize essay anddeclamation contest awards made byT. E. Pollock, H. E. Campbell andD. M. Francis to Miss Lillian Terry,Miss Irene Johnston, Miss BerthaSchwalbe, Miss Constance Decker andMiss Mary Studley.

Hay selling at Safford at $9 a ton.

Miss Carrie Rickel returned from athree weeks’ stay in Los Angeles.

Miss Vera Greenlaw, who had beenattending Normal at Tempe, returned.

Misses Grace and Mary Kidd homefrom Tempe normal.

Miss May Hicks home from Univer-sity of California.

Misses Edna, Grace and Lila Vailreturn from school at Fayette, Mo.

Mrs. E. A. Sliker entertainedNormal graduates and alumni.

Charles Stemmer home from teach-ing in the southern part of the state.

Edwin and Bertram Babbitt returnfrom Notre Dame, Ind., where theyattended the university.

Following pupils of the secondprimary neither absent nor tardyduring the month: Howard Miller,George Moyer, Benjamin Rickel, RuthStearns, Anna Vishno. Elsie Dietz-man, Bennie Taylor-. Fourth grade:Dennie Harrington, Goldie Imel,P.ryon Jones, Pauline Rickli, KyleSutherland, Ruby Garing, Dolph Treatand Fletcher Fairchild.

In Which DickIs Some Sarcastic

Grand Canyon, Am..._

June 13, 1927.Editor, Coconino Sun,Flagstaff, Arizona.My Dear Editor:

| Once upon a time it was thoueht by

I many that a proper and sufficient! highway from a point on the NationaliNjld Trails highway to thq Grand Can| yon national park was a necessity andI would be a good thing for the state| and nation and all concerned.

Os course this was an absurd ideain the first place and now since theLees Ferry bridge may be built andthe North Rim of the Canyon sograndly featured, the idea of a roadon the South Rim fades into a mistyand distant future.

I wonder if you can advise what,if anything, is to be traded off in

order to secure a $1,300,000 roaci pro-gram for a highway to Zion nationalpark and Mt. Carmel?

You will recall that all efforts tosecure an appropriation, or even con-sideration of an appropriation, for aroad to the Grand Canyon nationalpark, met with, “You sell us the Trailand we will see what can be done.”

It may be that there would be achance to get a highway to the GrandCanyon on the South Rim if there wasa nice, big, rugged mountain to tun-

nel through and thus have added costsand scenery to be looked at through-windows in the tunnel.

Os course a tunnel could be run un-der Red Butte. If this was done, ashaft could be run to the top of the

Butte and with an elevator one houldgo to the summit and watch the sun-set and dance to the noise of a jazzyorchestra.

I believe that the reason for nohighway to the Grand Canyon na-tional park, on the South Rim, is thatbuilding such a highway is too simpleand inexpensive.

Yours very truly.R. P. GILLILAND.

if they had to travel twenty-four milesafoot to and from their work eachday, might acquire more endurancethan those who survive the daily or-deal of the subway.—New YorkTimes.

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*SETTER <bO GET KW -

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'

TYKE

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" ~

FINNEY OF THE FORCE J ®y F Those Aren’t WORM Holes, Snoop |SHK|~

” j!TLGttl w“**j| u J* H!|^W^*uoe*s ious aw/^ 1 9KS

/ antuonY 50 cents l I wut> we sit /J W WSO HSirl •if pwaßaskit an 9oms \ § take MBS SNOOP A '-j f^k'•* rattn* wojr vr li IJO cionsjVTWBEWftWES / cENtr // MrjI I I I Ibaskit ftu Fisuir

I damaged with th m \ sure lock A-, -7 rfjh-J*; .r~-l fruit ve. drove holed / •ftt daplimt j L r\A §MI Si

PIN POINTERSForeign titles this year are said

to abound in large numbers, await-ing ( A.me: ‘ican heiresses.. The mar-ket is a little bearish on lions, youmight say.,*

* *

Farmers in Saskatchewan arensing ca-mels instead of horses for'their farm work, says a dispatch.All chased out Ontario, perhaps.

.* .«* * *

Only two wrestling matches inChicago during the • last 20 yearshave been “on the square,” accord-ing to investigators. We didn’tknow there were so many.

' * * *

American girl students have too

much time for dancing and notenough for digging, is the opinion

of Miss Tami Yamanmro, a visiting

student. That, depends, of course,

on what kind of digging she means.* * *

The bee has five eyes, but odds

are-offered that no bee alive couldlook past the loving couple in the

row just ahead last night and seeJhe picture.

0

Residents of Yuma art? being ad-vised to boil drinking water from thecity mains, due to the large amount olriver water going into the pipes with-out proper filtration.

Pinewood DairyPrompt Service and

THE HIGHEST GRADE OF MILK

We invite the public to visit our

Dairy at All Times

Andy MatsonProprietor

Phone 382R4

Ba Itself \mmumm life8 flu n*s From on ? vaccination vmkfc.,tWirtV'S i Cut:ir‘s Liuuid or ±oi.d

if.

The Cutter Laboratory“Tht Lets ratcrytMiit Km-u-.s Hew”

Berkeley (U.S.Lu >£c) CP.iiorm;.

N .IV—OldStyle Powder and Til!Vaccines still madefor those who ot-zicx *.h x.

! .

| [1“ Doc WIS' E"j li —--nil

-—==

fW.ANY A MAM UDSEsTWITH INSPIRATION ANDGAINS BACK WITH"PERSPIRATION /

PRINT SHOP CALLERS

Si YOU MUSTUT THIk'K I AM QUiTTiWq 1jc, VO UP- rAPSft. BECAUSE I POUT |*I fJKE IX, EDITOR = FACT IS, VUE

'to Dour fzzl l;:-e we gau rI f? AFFORD IT, WITH EVERYTHING I

?‘-'T7 SO HIOH A:

/""folks, thercls^'|pgSL. MOTHIUE BETWEES4

“fiytCT THIS GUY AUD (STARVATION BUT j

fI-tk s three farms \

U \ I awd $3”. 000 IU!¦.

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