The cat ate, among other appendages, both of his hands before a nearby mountain man was able to beat it off with a shovel.  The victim of this event, Digger's great-great grandfather, Dalrymple O'Dell, decided to make the best of a bad situation and turned his wagon into a gambling house, dealing cards to visiting pioneers with his tongue, which was quite sticky according to all accounts.

When Dalrymple died, his son Dagwood took over the business, but being of a religious nature, turned the gambling house into the Tabernacle of the Wildnerness and solicited tithes from passers by following his sermons.

His son, Danforth, was the mayor of Dufer from 1944 to 1963 because local election laws allowed the incumbent to shoot any challengers.  One-hundred and fourteen dead candidates resulted since Danforth O'Dell was a good shot, so he ordered the creation of the first cemetary in that part of Oregon.

His son, Digger, got the job of burying all Danforth's political adversaries, and just naturally came to the mortuary business in that manner. 

Originally one acre in size, the cemetary was becomng  crowded until Digger started burying people standing up -- thus extending the life of the cemetary for another two decades.

 Obituary Notice

Thorndyke Calaban of Rt. 2 Peg's Bottom, originally from Virginia and a former submariner in the service, died in April after trying to whistle Dixie with a tuba.  To get the naturally deep-toned instrument to emit notes that high, Thorndyke had to clamp his lips together so tight that he cut the blood circulation to them and they rotted and fell off.

Following the implatation of new wooden lips, he accidentally bit down on a tube of super glue, which permanently bonded the upper one to the lower one, and he subsequently starved to death because he couldn't get the knack of shoving his breakfast up his nose.

He was buried at sea, so to speak, in the Snooseville Logpond Cemetary, and has now become a tourist attraction like the Loch Ness monster because with those replacment lips, his face floats.

"They kept talking about these caribou that lived up there and wouldn't like the drilling rigs," said Cranston Delaplank at the event introducing his new type of vehicle motor, which instead of gasoline, runs on caribou.

"The only problem," he explained, "is stuffing one down the pipe into the gas tank.  They won't go in your standard nozzle without a lot of pushing."

One of the benefits of his invention is that the theft of fuel is much more difficult.  Cranston has a standing offer of five hundred dollars to anybody who can suck a caribou from a gas tank through a garden hose.

Wanted: 51 Hudson Terraplane rubber clutch pedal cover felt inside liner holding screw washer grommet seat.  Contact Clyde Foofaw 

Serapta Scoffla Knits World's largest Afghan. 

Due to bad eyesight, Serapta Scoffla of Rt. 3 Snooseville misread the instruction on a knitting pattern and ended up using 6500 balls of yarn to make an afghan four acres in size.  It took her sixty-four years to complete, and has a design which portrays the battle of Waterloo in half scale..

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