The Arizona sentinel., 1894-08-18
Down tlIe Colorado.

come home with our respective anatomies gorged to repletion with clam chowders, oyster patters savory vension, rib roasts, not to mention jewish and mullet. How we'll we succeeded I leave with my usual modesty to myself to relate.
 We chartered our noble bark 1 (punk) from Mir. Robt. Hatch, the consideration for the use of the same to be a few pounds of jerked jewish, but alas although we jerk ed several jewish with our boat hook, we have not been able to fulfill our obligations to him and acknowledge ourselves still in his debt.
 We, on the third day, arrived at the colony and were most cordially received by Senor Don Cypriano Dominquez and lady and their dusky brood where we had a nice exciting time keeping on mos quitoes, while our host told us a few exciting occurrences of the neighborhood, to wit: On July 18th about 4 p. m. while the family were gathered around the dinner table discussing some mes- quit beans and dried bull, whiz- zing noise was heard and upon all rushing out, two distinct suns were seen in the heavens and immedi- ately under them the Mexican flag in all the glory ofits own tricolorism assisted by all the colors of the rainbow, and to complete the proof that it was really so, we were told that all the dogs hid in the house and all the COWS Tn the corral got down on their knees and bawled. We left there next morning and after few miles concluded to kill a fat pig to fry with fish, so tied up the boat and started to hunt, the other boys saw a few come down and drink, then retire into the jungle and we were unable to get a shot at one of them. As I was re- turning to the boat through the jules 1 commenced to squeal like a hog. Suddenly fully fifty hogs were after me gnashing their teeth. l fled to the river and plunged into the bosom of the Nile of the west. My advice to hog hunters in the jules is to climb a tree first and then hunt hogs. The whole country at this time was flooded by heavy tides.
 On reaching the old shipyard we found the mosquitoes so thick that we could hardly see through them. The fish here refused to bit. We attempted to shoot jewish but were unsuccessful in killing any. We got stranded high and dry behind pelican island where we lay all night, stuck on the dry sand just as the outgoing tide left us. Next morning, much to my horror at the time for the tide to come in, I heard distant roar as of the sound of many waters, and here came the much dreaded bore, a wall of foam and water right to- ward us over the dry sand. I pulled off my overhalls and don ned a fish spear, when here it came and for moment l neither saw nor heard anything but foam, mud and sand, but happily we pulled through and after more mos quitoes and mud we arrived safely at the colony, got team through the kindness of MT. Priest, hired an Indian to drag the boat back. We are now in your midst ready to ex- change information for beer in any of the delightful win parlors of our embryo metropolis. I here want to thank the many delightful liars who have told me so many nice yarns about the Bocana and given mes many pointers about the trip they never made.
 Yours truly,
 JOHN AvIRETrE.
 The Great Desert Canal
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