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Show PHIL HITCHCOCK STILL TELLS STORIES Phil P. Hitchcock, general agent of the passenger department of the Wabash, Wa-bash, at Denver. Is in Salt Lake looking look-ing after Eastern business for his road. "Phil," as he prefers being called, is as round, rosy and healthy as he always al-ways was, and has the same fund of , stories. "I got a funny letter the other day," he said. Friday morning. "AH the address ad-dress It had on It was Denver. Colo., and then a lovely little pen and Ink sketch of a fat, round man, intended to look like me. I got It, all right, and It was meant for the man that got It. "It reminded me of a little thing that happened to Jim Stewart, a man named McCartey and myself. In Des Moines, la., several years ago. You see how big I am (about 5 feet 1 Inch). Well, Jim Stewart is about a foot higher than I am and McCartey was a foot higher than Jim. We were walking down the street from the hotel when a little newsboy sighted and yelled to a companion, com-panion, 'Hey. Blllie, get on to little, nex" an" nex ones!" "We split up right there." |