Arizona silver belt., 1883-05-12

| Btuoc aA0 iC0 Aoni iudtsC. iHo 0oot of roasting is small compared with the saving in shipping; tho bullion being s7 per cent. copper, and the matte only 80 per cent.
 
 We never see the legitimate drama in Globe, and if the performance of last Wednesday evening, by the Cali fornia Comedy Company, is..illegitim- ato we don't want to see any more of it. The squabble of the, family, bs. hind the curtain, was more amusing and about as entertaining as the per formance before it. Mir. Collins was shocking Duke Aranza. in the Honeymoon, and the shrewish, varia. ble, tantalizing Jaliana was 3 differ ent sort of a hairpin from the pleasant looking Miss Olive Collins, Mr. Col lin's Joe, in the Rough s,ianond," was an old man, with q red head, a red jacket, Q red neck-tic and a tar flat accent; Miss Olives Maigegy was a fair enough bit of acting. Mrs. Col lin's Yankee songs were amusing, and her rendition of Handy Mandy. a col ored domestic, was the besy piece of the lot. The poperties did violence to the unities, and the long wait of an hour after the time advertised for the performance to begin should have been, like the reduction of the tax on tobacco, follow by arobatc. The brass band playeda a sov pieces, e2l Joaquin Miller--not he of the SierraS, played the guitar. The admission fee was a dollar, and it was worth the shQY.
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 An interesting letter VI ks of history to the BELr's senior, rom Judge Knapp of Florida, who travelled through New Mexico and Arizona when such a performance was less a pastime than it is to-day. The writer is nearly eighty years old, and his words of commendation are gratefully accepted by us.
 LmoNA, FLORIDA, April 20, 1883.
 My DEAR FRIEND, JUDGE HACKNEY: T read the BELT with strange in torest. Globe, l have never seen, though I travelled tue entire distance from Pueblo Viejo, above the deboa- chere of the San Simon, to the coun- try of the Pima Indians, through all its canyons. Have seen the rocks along the deep Arivaipa, and from the mouth of disappointment Creek, to the Arivaipa. Taken peep into the Finals, north of the San Pedro; sat at the same table and eaten from the same mess, with Eskiminsin, squinted at the ores lying loose in my path; partaken of mescal at the San Carlos, where the renowned Col. Riggs, spent sometime, from Indian hands, have seen the ovens, and their fires, and the unbaked heads lying ready to be cook ed. Though I have seen this and more in Arizona, even to looking into the shallow pits, near Tombstone, and giving Cochise water at tie Hot Spring on the plain south of the Pla- gas de los Pinos, yet have not. seen Globe.
 l say I read the BELT, without know ing where it is printed or the men it speaks about. l read no part with more interest, than its sledge hammer blows, dealt on a general of the army, and an Indian ring; and memory runs back to other days, when another fight ragged on the banks of the Rio Grande. Yellow shoulder straps break ing up courts, and soldiers drawn up in line to resist the execution of writs. War ragged then 1000 miles, from those brave fighting men of the California column. You and l then thought that little wholesome administration of the power of courts, would benefit "punkin rinds." But the plea then was public necessity" and men could be deprived of liberty and property without compensation. Officerslearr- ed bad lessons in those days, and peo. pie as far from God and the king as are the men who take their lives in their hands, and go to Globe, and Tombstone and other places, where Apaches prowl, are good subjects to practice the precepts upon. What are civilians who furnish the pay and ra- tions, of that expensive luxury the standing army, compared to these public paupers ? Remember, and strike from the shoulder. Public ne-