Arizona republican., 1892-09-11

ahead of us of mountain road with
 which we were not familiar. Soon after this we began to inquire about the route and distance. We got great deal of information, such as it was. The psalm ist said in his haste that all men were
 liars. If he would travel in the noun tains here he could take all summer for the statement and make typewritten copy of it also.
 The road from Calhoun is said to be very wild and beautiful. We traversed the most of it after dark and in the midst of terrific mountain storm, so it struck me at the time as rather monoto- nous and Init a-raining." Half the time one would have to pause and say, "Mr. Speaker. where was atY'
 Those who have never travelled by dili- gence up the Jones' Gap road in the darkness and terror incident to moun- tain tempest and with no knowledge of the road, while on the left bottomless canyon sends up a never ending thunder from white and angry torrent con cealed somewhere in its bosom, will agree with me that, clothed in outing fannels which have caught the golden sunset coloring of the red clay and been soaked with the gummiest of mud, searching for the right way, yet prone to wander into by and forbidden paths or fall over brink or chasm, it is n sol emn moment.
 We were told that in two miles we would encounter signboard which would tell us the way, and there we must turn to the right. We were also told that the signboard was eight miles away and that we must turn to the left. One kind friend said it was eleven miles and that the main bridge was washed away. He would keep us, however, if we could put up with his humble fare and rather pronounced views regarding the exis- tence of "literary he'll" Literal hell was doubtless the term he desired to use. We afterward learned that he was not man of his word. The bridge was not in bad repair Also, there is no bridge. The Jones' Gap road is a marvel of en- gineering. It was laid out by Solomon Jones, who is still living. His method of laying out mountain road was to employ large SOW in winter time which, by driving gently down the hill, would naturally select through the snow the gentlest descent and the easiest grade. As result of this method, the Jones' Gap road is we'll planned and the descent from Cesar's Head as gradual as it is from Queen Victoria to the Prince of Wales.
 As the thunder boomed louder and the torrents of rain beat in upon us and injured our costly and beautiful cloth ing, signboard of some kind glim- mered in the uncertain flash of light ming that split the drenched and inky world. It was then that 1 duplicated the experience of Mir. Burdette years ago. got out into the pelting storm, and with the icy torrent running down my trapped spine climbed the post and waited for another flash. had tried to light match, but the place where l generally strike match was all wet, so gave it up.
 The lightning did not make any re- marks for long time, but remained where it was, looking roguishly down on me as clung trembling to the guide post, wiping my spectacles on the tail of my coat. Finally glare of intense light tore open the somber robes of night and lighted up the silent guide post. It went on to say: Facial blem- ishes, warts, eczema and superfuous hair removed without publicity at your own homes. Also, cash paid for hides, pelts and furs."
 We have now travelled some thirty odd miles over two or three still odder roads and hit a-raining." My spirits were greatly depressed and my outing