The Phoenix herald., 1879-05-31
SUNDAY IN ARIZONA.
How a Correspondent Passed his
 Sabbath at Adonde.
[Cor. St. Helena lCalA Star.

Sunday, yes, Sunday in Arizona
 Sunday in Adonde and the sun shin
 ing straight down. Quietude reign:
 all over this broad land; holy
 peaceful quietude which WAS onl,
 broken by the mellow chime of tn,
 distant church bell an hour ago, anC
 now by the subdued murmurs of the
 bright, happy groups of church
 goers that wend their way back tC
 welcoming homes, to pleasant con
 verse, to music'S sweet influences ant
 to the instructive book-quict, reace-
 tul, joyous day of rest. Is it so here
 Thump, whang, bang, pop, yohoo-a
 Judel You-u Kit, Yea-a-Petel Then
 there is a rattling of chains, rip of
 the iron brake over the saw. and vol
 lies ot oathS and yells and curses,
 coming up from an impenetrable
 cloud of dust that hides everything
 from us in and beyond the space in
 front of the platform and which turns out to be street A 16-mule team is
 foundering about, stuck" in the mire of dust. The cars are jamming against each other, boxes and barrels
 and packages are crashing over the
 platform and being slammed into
 wagons. All about, great teams are
 vending their tortoise pace through
 T,
 and falls in thick coats upon every thing and everybody. Men are whip
 ping and yelling at their teams and
 at one another. Here and there stand
 groups of hronzed wagon masters, in blue, wooden shirts, pants, belt and pistol, top-boots and broad hats, spec ulating among themselves on the freight business as they oversee their men loading their huge wagons. Here stands a box car, with a sign out, " Stage Of1ice;" there a caboose car labelled Post Office," at dis tance of fifty yards from the track, strung along in line parallel to it, is the town" composed of eight or ten tents, of all sizes and shapes. One, the largest, is labelled the !" Branch Hotel,' in great flaming red letters. A piece of rough board on which is painted " Store" done in charcoal, and nailed to the top of high post, informs us of the character of another place. The others are all Saloon, :" Free and Easy" Whisky Straight" "" Gem,n and other charac- teristic names applied to Arizona's ofwhat is usually taken in most countries for whisky, fluid which has this redeeming and i'm proved feature in this Territory, that he who devotes himself to it has but bclled, Golden Death" and 1 am l sorry 10 say that between the Indians and this liquor, comparatively few have up to the present time died natural deaths.
 When the great floundering team i had moved out of the way, we tucked { into boots and waded to the opposite side of the open space to the Branch House." for it was nee essary to have something to eat and place to stay It WAS Branch House" sure enough. The meal was a "branch meal" and q very slim one indeed: but there WAS no room for but rather for wonderment hat even that much could be found O eat. When night comes, the host points you out q luxurious spot ot earth. where you are invited to spread your own blankets and are charged nothing for doing so. If you happen o have plenty of bedding it is in Iced most luxurious this sleeping out ,f doors; the tired muscles relapsing, ,cleascs the brain of certain unCom- ortable oppression, and the eye and hou ght-free as the zephyrs-wa Ter, dazod, among the golden lights hat laughing, beckon in their realm ,f blue infinitude. How infinite bought, originating from the clOd olling here in the dust, flashes trough space and revels in specula- i've converse with its mysterious hab- tantS.
 During the afternoon, there was ime to mingle with the rough team tiers that, waiting, fingered near their larnessed teams, ready to mount heir empty wagons at moments lotice, for in this rush of business, ; en minutes delay might cost a day if waiting for load; and there was
 lsO time to peer among the croNos hat gathered in and around the sa oons. Faro and mNnte dealers were n every cornerwhere there was room nd a large crowd surged around | hem
 These frontier teamsters are a pc uliar class of men, of which the ( tagc driver is peculiar division. ( nd npon whom these sturdy wield- ( rs of ten to twenty mule-teams look ( rith a certain degree of contempt, f mingled perhaps with shade of en- C V. for they are conscious of skill nd iudgm ent to which the stase-dri CT is stranger, and is also conscious ! i his comparative luxurious ease. l
 Singling out one of these men who l { the moment happened to be stand c ng alone near his team of fourteen s lnles, and whom we judged at c lance would be a good type of the c roGession, we approached him. He -as perhaps forty five years ot age. ! yer six feet in height, lank and awk- l ard. Upon his frame hung dirty t air of duck overall and a light cali s , shirt, open at the collar aad the t