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Show UJffit G UhlmkA about Salting Politics Away LAS VEGAS, N. M. A few weeks ago everybody on the train I'm traveling on was talking politics. Today everybody every-body nearly is talking football. foot-ball. Exceptions noted thus far: 1. A middle aged lady talking symptoms. It seems she has had practically everything except lockjaw. lock-jaw. And as for operations well, her whole life must have been an open f """ "",rw, book. I gather she " never had a secret that was not shared v!&v' ' 1 with at least three doctors. I1 x 1 2. A gentleman connected with the, 1 movies talking mov-1 x 3 ies. In an eighteen- t hour shift I v 1 3. Another gentle- &afc.A. totitxmi& man talking self. Irvin s. Cobb We can tell that, up to now, he is just browsing around the edges of this fascinating topic. By tomorrow we expect him to get really into the meat of it 4. An elderly gentleman talking steadily. He has been going since we left Los Angeles. We don't know exactly what his subject is. He has not said yet. Praising Grand Canyon . SCOOTING across Arizona I was moved to weave into this a complete com-plete description of the Grand Canyon. Can-yon. But mercy stayed my hand. Instead, In-stead, I have decided to send to all deserving applicants souvenir postcards post-cards showing views of the canyon. This will give the general idea.. It looks just like the postcards, only larger. There's one thing about the Grand Canyon long after every other natural nat-ural wonder has been desecrated with architectural doodads and the scribbled names of individuals whose signatures would look all right on the register of any dollar-a-day American plan hotel, but are sort of out of place when smeared over one of creation's masterpieces, the Grand Canyon will still be unspoiled. un-spoiled. California Rivers. IT'S fun to cross a river with at least a trace of wetness in it. It must be my early raising, but I like a river to be dampish in spots, anyhow. After two years I can't get used to southern California rivers, where, for nine months a year, the only craft you can navigate is a stone-boat stone-boat and unless they use a sprink-jling sprink-jling system you can't see where you're going, and they deepen the channel by blasting and not by dredging, and you come back from an aquatic trip full of hayfever dust. They do say the fish have to learn to swim all over again every fall, and down between the steep banks the poor little frogs suffer terribly from sunburn. It's a great country for Holy Rollers but hard on Baptists. Crater Versus Manville. I'M TORN between temptations. I'd like to follow the search now on again for Judge Crater, who has been mysteriously missing all these years except for the two or three hundred times when somebody said he'd been seen. On the other hand. Tommy Manville, the husband of his country, is reported as having fresh woman trouble back east this time of a blonde nature. Still, I can always prowl the deserts, des-erts, looking for the judge. Out here, we hunt him at regular intervals. He's different from the Liberty League. It disappeared just as suddenly sud-denly as he did, but stayed that way. Commercializing Football. ONCE upon a time, and not so very long ago, college was known by the football team it kept Now it's known largely as the college col-lege that some football team is keeping. keep-ing. And sport writers say that more money is now being wagered on football than on any sport we have. And it doesn't take an expert's ex-pert's eye to see that, each season, football is becoming more and more commercialized, more and more a professional, profit-making Industry. WelL if football is to go the way of wrestling and horse - racing and prize-fighting, it'll pretty soon be so that about the only game a chap can play without fixing somebody beforehand will be solitaire. Stilt being a football devotee does keep you out in the open air. But you could say that same thing for a seagull. IRVIN S. COEB Western Newspaper Union. |