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Show and will no doubt organize a society soc-iety and are pondering over a name for it. They are undecided as to whether it will be "I Beat a Cow and that's no Bull", or whether to call it "There's many a Slip Between Gate and Hip." It blew so hard Sunday that everyone thought it was a political year. The only damage known to date is that it lengthened the highway to Lynndyl and now that town is four miles farther away than it was.I wish California would keep those things to themselves. Toots. Los Angeles again he will stay on the caboose until the return trip of the train, unless, of course they charge him too much demurrage, demur-rage, which may be cheaper than selling bulls and having the proceeds pro-ceeds frisked from him at that. This episode should be a lesspn to all who journey to big and strange stran-ge cities, and that is to never trust a stranger farther than you can throw a bull, either by the tail or horns. jay Bennett, farmer and man about town of the North Tract made a startling discovery the other day, he learned that not only was his- wife champion free style swimmer, but now she has set a new record for any kind of sprinting that will stand for some time. It all came about when a cow belonging to Jay (and of course also belonging to his wife) gave birth to twin calves the other night. Jay went out to congratulate congratul-ate the cow and beam on his newly new-ly made profits, and wanted a lantern to look them over. He called cal-led to his wife to bring a lantern and come and see the little darling which she did. On entering the corral cor-ral the cow was not familiar with Mrs. Bennett and showed displeasure displeas-ure in no uncertain fashion. Mrs. Bennett on learning' of the cow's animosity took off in what is now recognized as a world's record re-cord sprint for the gate, with the cow bellowing and following in a rapid manner. Mrs. Bennett put make it even though George's feet were hurting him from wearing cowboy boots on the hard city streets. So they walked some more Finally they came to a rather dark section in town where trucks unload un-load at warehouses and George was sure that they were wrong and told the stranger so. But the stranger took on a different dif-ferent tone at this point and told George, what did it matter, it was a stick-up anyway. This development develop-ment hit George like a ton of bulls right in his face and he sort of fainted and fell backwards, and luckily fell through a door into one of the trucking company offices of-fices and also luckily fell on his wallet. George remained in this position for some time as he figured figur-ed that the hold-up man woirid have a job lifting him up off his wallet, as George is not a light man, and the stick-up man was not a strong man. The stick-up man became quite flustered at this new turn of events, ev-ents, and seeing his prospect flat on his back in a lighted office, took off for parts unknown, leaving lea-ving George reclining on the floor, but with money and wallet in-tack. in-tack. Finally one of the employees stumbled across George and asked ask-ed him what he was doing there. And George replied that he was just waiting for a taxi. So the man called one and George rode it from Los Angeles to San Bernardino Bernar-dino where he boarded the train and made tracks back to Hinckley as fast as he could where he would be safe, his feet wouldn't hurt, and wheer he knows his way around ar-ound without strangers taking him down dark streets. George says if he ever goes to Chatter Box Dear Suzy, George Talbot, local bull and cattle man, is staying away from the big cities from now on. He had a close call in Los Angeles the other day that is still keeping keep-ing him trembling in his cowboy boots. It seems that George took a load of bulls down there to sell and left the stock yards rather late at night, with money in pocket and suitcase in hand. He boarded the nearest street car and asked the conductor to please put him off as close to the Cecil hotel as they would come. This the conductor con-ductor promised to do, but a stranger stran-ger got into the conversation and told the conductor and George he was also staying at the Cecil hotel and he would tell George where to get off and would personally lead George by the hand right up to the desk. George must have been looking like himself to be taken in, as George can put on quite a blank look at most times, and maybe his new found friend figured George Geo-rge was as gullible as he looks. Anyway they tootled along in the street car for some time and then the stranger told that this was where they must get off, so he and George got off, and started star-ted to walk. George relates that they walked almost to Long Beach, when he told the stranger that he believed they must be going in the wrong direction. But the stranger told George that everything was under control and they would on an extra burst of speed and beat the cow to the gate, but as she slammed the gate she tripped and fell thus bringing to an 'ignominious 'ignom-inious end her record free style run, for the corral was a little dampish and Jay had not hauled the manure out for some time and that is wheer we find Mrs Ben nett ending up, flat on her back and not in a position to run any longer, but more able to use her prowess as a swimmer, because the corral was really a little more than dampish. She and Mrs. Ward Petersen now have sometthing in Common |