Arizona republican., 1899-01-03

Say, honey" said Paragraph, in his | frank. off-hand way ''supposing we
 make the best of it tomorrow. Let's
 get rig and drive cut to the orange
 grovss and the ostrich farm. We can
 circle around to the Indian school, get glimpse of the foot ball and other
 games at the park, and round out nice ! day with a turkey festival at the l Adams"
 Miss Bright Eyes readily accepted the invitation You are very kind, l Mir. Paragraph" ," she said with a gIate- full smile.
 | When the last piece of copy had been
 fed to the great typesetting machine early the next morning, the reporter of , the Daily X-Ray, which was published seven days a week and had many of 1 the accessories of modern journalism, yawned wearily, and telling the devil
 to give him al early call that day. walked medItahvely to room No. 13 on the door of which there was standing invitation to ring the hall bell each week and confida to the landlady future plans in regard to lodging.
 The sun was high in the perpetual blue Of the southern Arizona sky when Miss Bright Eyes and MT. Paragraph, seated behind as gingery pair of road stcrs as newspaper advertising could bargain for, drove down a broad and well shaded avenue. The air was ton icky and haalth-giving, the mercury marking close to the 60-degree point, which is the average winter tempera-
 ture of Phoenix. A delightful breezo pulsated with refreshing vigor from the
 mountains, bringing the bloom of health to Miss Bright Eyes cheeks and making her fair young face beam with l ,+s J,.-
 surely-not the ideal picture Of a bug dened Santa Claus, enticing displays in
 shop windows, with the usual accom-
 paniment of snCw and ice and the
 merry music of sleighbells, but a glO- riOus, sunlit day, like those that come and go in that fair land throughout all
 the winter season. Youth and obser-
 vation saw much to comment on during the drive, though both were tolerably familiar with the scenes that were un- folded to them through Natures cam era. The old and the new, the ad vance of civilization and the decline Of barbarism, were presented in kaleidO scopic and fascinating form. A great hotel, with costly and up-to-date equip ments, lifted it's front in metropolitan dignity above a squatty adobe, the abode of Mexicans who live in primi
 tive simplicity and squalor and still adhere to the customs of anOth5r age. A hideously painted Indian and his happy family, possibly descendants of the strange people that dwelt in cliffs and caves before American history be- gan, lOlled laZily in the sun at a promi- nent street corner. A kodak fiend from the east was vainly trying to overcome their superstitious fears in regard to the machine and holding out the in ducement of a brig,ht-hued handker- chief to have them pose for a picture. Cowboys in sombreros, with six-shoOt- CTS sticking out from their belts in hon. est view, walked peac9ably down the main street, their spurs Tattling riot ously upon the stone pavement. Snowy turnCuts, with cOstumed cCaohmen, passed in review with surprising reg ularity People of national promi- hence, including Whitelaw Reid, who has written flattering testimony to the climatic perfect0O Of Arizona, were among them. A colony of consump- tives, a sad spectacle always, sat sun ming themselves upon a perch that af- forded them q good view of street life. An amazing number of bicycles glided along the highway, and an occasional electric car whirled up Washington avenue. In strange contrast were the