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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
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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