The Daily Tombstone., 1886-07-08
Eapaeo's EouraE, of .Bu.v.

with the oration delivered by "Kuen Kain," the the one-eycd captain of the band:
 'Ustler Joe whistled the Declaration of, Independence and sang the 18th amendment from the back steps of the Co.'S office, while he measured out a grand "4th of July dinn,r' of bran and barley for Mollie, Charley anu George.
 But we soon saw the exercises of the day had only began when a long procession-of Papagos- formed in the lower end of town, marched up the principal streets of the city, (each with load of hay for sale) and as sembled en masse in front of Daguer- ra's Pioneer Meat market, to listen to the oration of the day as delivered by "Kuen Kain," the venerable, one ,yed captain of the ncighboring Pa pago village.
 We hsstened to the spot but could only secure a few notes from his long address, which as near as we could learn, (there being no interpreter( were about as follows:
 Brave Papagos, you see the bright sun now rising OCT yon mountain of the Cababis, coming to shed his light on another delightful day and to glorify this beautiful summer morn ing. You also see me in my new red-fannel camisa standing before you as another bright light, of wis dom, strength and beauty. Laught, erl rising in the butcher shop of the American to shine among you I sabe mucho! Great applause l am exceedingly overjoyed to observe so many of my people assemble here in answer to the notice l pasted on the door of the slaughter house. have called here to-day, my noble fellows and countrymen, to assist me in cele. brating the birthday Of the patronI [Long applause, during which several of the bucks tried to slip away1 0 ye Come back here, you silulking pole cats, 'tis no work you have to per- form! Brace up and have some agony about you you long haired democrats Why stand you Chere looking at me like hungry coyotes around sick calf? LLaughter.l Are you on strike? Pull down your gee string there and listen to the voice of the tail father.
 Many, many times have I called to you of late, from the bay window of my pretentious wickiup-where the latch string always hangs out to the Papago tramp-but you have needed me not and turned to listen to that snOozer from Sacaton. The patron | has told us that duffer was a snidc | Why do you smile? It is because he told through his pet interpreter Cat the expense of the governmen0 that l Was no country duck? He is n. g. You know We are no longer the great and powerful nation we once were. We are dropping off like bugs from a broken bush. Some of our neighbors have skipped the gutt- CT and gone to spend the summer in Los Angeles or Yuma. Others have | gone to Tucson to buy blue over-alls and red cotton handl1trchiefs but l they sabe the burro this time and will | bring back a lot of bau whisky [Great laughter and applause.l We should now rejoice and be exceeding glad, for the patron has told me he will be with us and give us plenty of | good water and buy our hay for still another moon! (Applause.)
 The sahuara is abundant and lus- cious on the tree awaiting your polk ing sticks and the petalla is plentiful on every hand. You must not look so sore eyed and bilious on day like this, my friends, the summer rains will have circus that will lay over anything they ever had at Maricopa. We will dance and sing and play monte to our hearts content. Jose Louise will play the musica Che has added another string to that cracked violin) while our squaws and children