or same name!" "You did," exclaimed the bride-to-be. "What was his first name?" Wlnn told her. "Why, that's my son," she declared. Neither mother nor son apparently apparently knew the other intended intended to marry that day, yet their trails crossed hundreds of miles from home and they were married in the same city on the same day by the same justice justice of the peace.^ F RANK JONES, Duncan town marshal, confronted with prob- lems in enforcing recently enacted licensing ordinances, is becomiag a good collector, an impressive de- bator and a diplomat. But that's nothing to compare with his task of keeping strav horses and cows off the street. Here's the opinion of one Duncan Duncan old-timer, as reported by thr Clifton Copper Era: "This town is more'n 50 years old and my cows hev jest as mucn right to walk these streets as yoi or any of these furriners . . . Lei 'em drive slow through here. This was a town before automobiles was ever thought of."