Bisbee daily review., 1902-07-06
JUNGLE JOSH"
 SEEIN' THE SIGHTS

Uncle Josh was nearer dead than alive last night after his continual round of celebration. Be juchs, haven't the language to express my feelin'," he remarked to an old timer he knew when boy. Tt simply kept me jumpin' sideways to see the hull shootin match. When l git back to the valley and tell 'em what big time we really did have they won't hardly believe me-we don't have shich times ye know over thar"
 But when the procession came along it warmed Uncle Josh up a consider able.
 De ye know, my blood kinder billed and tingled when l saw all them fellers ridin' such spankin' good horses Gee, but walked when tn Governor come along-wish folks could of seen i'm. They say he came down here just to enjoy himself like all the rest of us.
 Them fellers that call themselves Eagles were flying high, l tell you"
 Uncle Josh was pretty badly squeezed when he got in the crowd, watching for the drilling match to .. V a large lady stepped on his foot and stood there. If you don't mind wish ye'd stand on the other foot for a while. I'd like to use this one"
 He zoe straighten up when a man with roll of Mexican money came up. Twenty dollars again the best COW you've got, Uncle, that the best man wins" Uncle Josh passed the bet for it looked little like cinch.
 When the champions began to drop the hammers like pile drivers, Uncle Josh grew excited. Great guns, but wouldn't they make gret hands for driving posts in my rail fence" He whooped 'er up for the winners until ne got a mouth full of mud from the hole, then became thoroughly dis gusted with the whole thing.
 That feller that handled the fire works seemed to be in a big hurry to get to the show, fer he just touched the big thing of all at once. Thought 1 young volcano had sprung up. Be | juchs, l bumped into everybody over | an acre of ground tryin' to git out | of the way of them balls of fire till | was black and blue. Talk about your | fire works! thousand dollars in half | . minute is a leetle rich even for a | mining camp seems to me"
 A little later when the crowd was | surging to and fro waiting for the | orator of the day, Uncle Josh got up on the rock in the front of the library and delivered himself of a few terse but pointed remarks: When l got in other mornin'-" Cut it out," shout ed a voice.
 Cut what out?" inquired Uncle Josh. As l was goin' to say if hadn't of come ] would not been here to see this celebra-'
 Cut the mustard!" somebody yelled.
 This celebration and l wouldn't ever knew how much I'd missed. Since bein' here l seen things mat knocked the socks off'n anything ever see in the valley, and you kin bet-you kin kin"
 Wouldn't it frost you?" Work i'm overt" Well, go on, go on Where ye get ft?"
 Uncle Josh seem to loose the thread of his discourse at this point.
 As l was goin' to say about them drillers. We never had a hand in the valley that"
 Police, Police."
 That wax fger all logged out up in the hair dressing parlor is leetle the prettiest critter tha I've seen in town. She'd make a feller think of his wages"
 "Hurrah for Jackson, Rambumk us, the Second" and Uncle Josh be- gan to feel his alfalfa.
 And when go back to the valley"
 He's oil, He's oni"
 "I'll tell 'em about seein' all of you and what a whopper of time we had , any way and Uncle Josh was helped down to receive the congratulations of the multitude.