Bisbee daily review., 1902-06-13
MSBft'S 8USTLt
 ALtY'S OBSERVATIONS
GLOBES Ex.NEWSPAPER MAN
 WRITES ABOUT BiSBEE.
Says She Is Typical, Rustlins, Roar
 ing, White Mans Mans Mining
 Camp-A Breezy Letter.

ing, White Mans Mans Mining
 Camp-A Breezy Letter.
 Frank Alley, formerly editor of the Globe Times, now a resident of Bisbee, who never fails to find space for his copy when furnished to any of the Ari zona newspapers, wrote letter to the Arizona Rebublican, since his arrival here. descriptive of Bisbee. We ex tract the following from MT Alleys breezy description oI our city:
 Tt takes a newcomer to size Bisbee up Many of its most remarkable flea lures have ceased to impress the old timer with that vividness necessary to an adequate description:
 She is the typical, rustling, roaring, booming, permanent white mans min ing camp of Arizona No shut-downs for coke or water, and rarely for re pairs Everybody has absolute conf dence in the permanence of the mines and the integrity of the management. It is eminently an upright camp, es- pecially in the typographical sense, the residences rising one above the other like seats in the balcony of the Tabor Grand. When Mrs. Brown raises pumpkins in her front yard they are liable to roll down into Mrs. Smiths kitchen, but nothing is lost, as Mrs Jones, who mves above Mrs. yi1x hot Ia dy in the same way. Only the top row suffers.
 All this insures an abundance of fresh air along with the Duoyant ex- perience of climbing few flights of aerial stair steps. The effect is pictur- esque, after all, and the people seem to forget their slight inconveniences in the reflection that they have a rich. prosperous and permanent camp.
 The city government, while encoun- tering the usual category of inevitable snags, by rare reason, patience and justice, is evolving a perfect system. satisfactory to a vast majority of the population. while the justice courts avail themselves of the original terri torial penal provisions to assist the corporation in preserving good order. Judge Williams, with 200-pound con- stable at either elbow, is a power in the eyes of the transgressor, like unto a glittering scimiter of retribution. attended a session of the township court yesterday wherein several un- fortunates were required to explain the whereasness of their misconduct There were Paddy DeGob and Timothy
 Grove,
 And the omnipresent Jonathan Doe, And a batch from the hog ranch, don't
 you know;
 And they all stood up in a motley row And begged "Hizzoner" to let them go, And they'd never be naughty again,
 no, no, But he asked if they had any cause to Why they shouldn't be sent to the hail
 below
 And roast out their salvation Then their eyes with sullen defiance
 were lit,
 And their silence construed as an an-
 swer of nit"
 And the court thought the matter over
 bit,
 And finally sent the entire kit
 To their proper destination.
 A stranger can never master the cardinal points in Bisbee until he climbs one of those night points south of town and sees little Naco oil to the southwest as pretty as peck of string beans in an old maids lap; then the directions are strengthened out in an instant
 The outlook for this grand old camp is finer than ever. The progress of Douglas only contributes to the pros perity of Bisbee, and both will surprise the natives in the near future. This is not one of those camps where they advertise for miners today and next week draft them of, before they have had time to pay for a new suit of dig. ging clothes. When it comes right down to business Bisbee is the oniy spud in the pot ALEY."
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