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About The Chemawa American (Chemawa, Or.) 19??-current | View Entire Issue (Dec. 1, 1915)
14 THE CHEMAWA AMERICAN There was no response. I "John Stackpole!" The stout man stirred uneasily. j "Be down in a minute," he drowsily called. "Keep things hot for me." : The pastor's voice rang out. "You're going down, j all right, John Stackpole!" he roared. "And things i will be kept very, very hot for you! L,et us now sing the ninety-ninth hymn." : A REMARKABLE ECHO An American and a Scotchman were walking in the highlands, and the Scot produced a famous echo. When the echo returned clearly, after nearly four i minutes, the proud native, turning to the Yankee, 1 exclaimed: j "There mon, ye. canna show anything like that in, your country." I "Oh, I don't know," said the American, "I guess j we can better, that. Why, in my camp, in the I Rockies, when I go to bed, I just lean out of my win- j dow and call out: 'Time to get np! Wake up!' and : eight hours afterward the echo comes back, and wakes : me." I ! AN EXPERT DRIVER A South Dakota congressman tells a story of the old coaching days, when a certain Pete McCoy, one I of the most skillful of old stage drivers, operated a conveyance that made a circuit of Deadwood, Car- bonate, Spearfish and Bear Gulch. Pete was famous for his fast, furious, daring driving. One day, the story runs, Pete tore into Carbonate f