Bisbee daily review., 1902-11-11
At Home

Last Sunday all nature seemed to be on a lay-off in mining circles around Bisbee. The old hoist at the Calume: and Arizona went on a strike Friday night just as the big fellow was ready to be hooked up. The Spray was as still as a graveyard while some repairs were in progress. The little Gardner was locked up and the boys all out with their best girls, whiie around the Czar a force of me chanics were pulling up old lumber and putting down new.
 The facilities around the Calumet and Arizona are perfect, including a 50o-foot siding, a bin 114 feet in length, supplemented by tramway running from the railroad up to the boiler room. The tram is a three-foot guage and will be operated by steam. It will carry fuel and other supplies up to the hoist Just here it is proper to assert. that when the Calumet people go after a thing they do busi- ness, and do it swiftly accurately and thoroughly.
 Sunday afternoon the big new hoist reeled of the 2,000 foot inch cable, The new hoist seemed to spit on its hands and get ready for business. It seemed to say to the old machine, You're a good oldwagon but you're done broke down." It took careful work pulling the cable off of the wood en spool. Them the shaft ends were attached to the cages. and all was ready. The new hoist represents 450 horsepower, which might reach 500 when scientifically manipulated. As Engineer Doughersy stood on the deck confronted with a pha'anX of levers and inclosed with brass rails, he look ed as proud as Dewey on the bridge of the Olympia at the battle of Man ila, and we don't blame him after run ming that old chatter mill so long. The big indicator which looks like thousand yard bulls-eye will be mark ed of after the cable has been prop erly stretched and the 'Evels sized up. The future history of this splendid hoist is food for contemplation. Thousands of lives will be suspended on that cable. Thousands of wives and mothers will wait with anxious looks the return of the noble toilers who are lowered and hoisted by this grea: machine. Millions of dollars in ore will be brought to the light of day in obedience to the command of the engineer as he places his unerring houQ upon lue tTusts icFct- hou' sands of homes will be supplied with culinary and other utensils supplied by the good red metal brought to the surface by this splendid machine. The electric industry and many others will bear mute testimonials to the utility of the Calumet hoist in years to come May it hoist millions, and may never a life be lost.
 A substantial concrete foundation is mount the old hoist which will take the place invariably filled by the lite subsidiary cog hoist in every frs. class hoisting plant.
 The gallows frame and every other essential feature about the big Calu- met hoist are as nearly perfect as mod ern science can make them and above ala things, protection for human limbs and human life are borne in mind throughout the great mining system installed by this enterprising com pany.
 Spray
 Over at the Spray the boys were leveling things up. Stewart, the head of the pipe squeeze, was doing all things necessary to get stack in pc sition. In the engine room the boys were trueing up the foundation to the grand old hoist which has brought more rich sulphurets and brilliant peacock ore to sight than any other machine in Arizona 1t seemed pecu- liar to see the triple decker cages hanging up there like freight conduc- tors waiting for orders. Any one ac- auainted with the history and opera tions of the Copper Queen company will dump his hat to the Old Spray hoist which has pulled millions out of the earth, millions for the company. millions for the business men, and best of all millions for the man who carries the dinner bucket.
 The big ore bins at the Spray are almost empty after twenty-four hours lay-of of the hoist which gives one pointer on the voracious appetite of the Copper Queen smelter.
 Over at the cable bath house, brand new four-inch flat rope was re- ceiving a coat of green grease a. the hands of the young gentleman in charge. to whom we never had the honor of an introduction. At the Hol- brook everything was serene and the noble old boys showed no disposition to dip "Mescal' in warm water, be- cause he occasionally tips them a friendly josh.
 At the Czar they seem to. be demor- alizilg the old carpenter shop, and down in the smelter a big force were repairing converters and all kinds of things.
 Bisbee and surrounding camps are heaying ahead, and always will, and the more you investigate it, the bet ter you know it. Some people figure it out that when he big Copper Queen cItoI. # at IlcII oxlaS tha 2iS=