The Arizona sentinel., 1876-01-15
OUR TRIP TO TUCSON.

of the time-honored custom of village weekly newspapers, of al- lowing one issue to go over, (that of New Years } 80 that the boys, and the old boy himself, could en- joy the pleasures of the season and have a week of recreation and re- cuperation, the better to prepare for the duties of the incoming year, and as we had never seen Tucson, although resident of the Territory for fourteen years, and that other grand and fortuitous circumstance occurring that our generous and big-hearted friend, J. A. Moore, Esq, proprietor of the stage line between Yuma and Tucson, offered us free passage, we left Yuma on one of his coach es for the capital town. Now, that's a pretty long sentence, isn't it? We don't like long sentences, aud must curtail or we will not have room for what we wish to say in the space allotted to this article. But if any person don't wish to read that sentence, they may pass it by. Well, as we were saying before that interruption, we mounted the coach, when Col. Barney and the attaches of his house, together with number of other friends assembled around the vehicle and gave us what they call a "send off," in the shape of Celestial artillery. But as that excellent driver and good fellow, Frank, had hold of the lines, no harm was done, and we went off with flying colors and as brave as a sheep. Guess that's about enough about the start.)
 We found the stations along the route well kept and the fare good. At some of them the tables groan. ed with good things. The splen- did game of the season, which abounds along the road, was serv- ed up in excellent style. We de- cline making special mention of the keepers of any of these sta- tions for fear we might do injus- tice. They all evidently did the best they could. Doubtless some of them have better facilities than others for obtaining luxuries, but they were all polite and attentive and the fare, taken together for a stretch of three.hundred miles, we are bound to say, is as good as on any stage route in America We have heard growlers speak disparagingly of the fare at the sta tions on this road, but letthe peo- pie be assured that such men are constitutional growlers, and have never been used to good grub. They would growl if they were in Heaven. a place to which no growler is admitted.
 We met many an old friend and acquaintance along the road, and everybody treated us with the utmost civility and kindness. The drivers, it seems to us, are an extraordinary set of men, and MT. Moore has shown great saga city in his selections for this inn portant and responsible service. There is not an exception. They are all not only good and careful drivers, but gentlemen, who show every politeness and possible at tention to their passengers. We happen to know that MT. Moore has been at great trouble to bring about this state of things, and the result is so pleasant to the travel ing public that we hope his efforts will be duly appreciated,
 The only town of note we pass ed through was Florence. This is beautiful place, and We found the trees, that were little switches when we visited that locality five years ago. full grown to twenty and thirty feet in height, and when in leaf, shading the whole
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