The Prescott daily news., 1907-08-16

boy and schoolgirl is entitled to n SJhooi. ehanno at this fine prize.-Thomas Bagsbv. Ref cree, United States Hotel
 We'll, say can you beat it? Do vou know what a big, healthy snowfall made out O sticky snow, can do when it gets a good start down a steep in. cline? We'll, you listen. There was about 100000 kids at the ton n that hill when it come time to start the race, and there was Tommy biq ss life. lookin serious and solemn as ever directing the proceedings pa nad the little boys and the girls go first, because, as he told me after. wards, there might be some snow left after the first roll-off, and he thought the big boys could handle that best.
 It didn't take the kids long to catch on. They begun with a little ball you know, the kind you throw at a person-and rolled them along until they got about as big as barrel, and then when they reached a good place at the edge of the ridge, they give them shove, and down they go sailing along serene and tidy, gather. ing up momentum and snow, and clearing that street fine and elegant by the noble law of gravitation
 There was one thing, though, that Tommy forgot. He forgot to give the citizens of Pikeville due warning as to just what kind of obsequies were going to take place, and the re- suit was that when those snowbals, some O them as big as a small barn, come tearin' down along Main street, why there was some pretty nimble side-stepping by people who happened to be doing chores around about that time. It just seemed like that street was alive with snowballs. They come pilin' and swishin and roarin' down so fast you couldn't count 'em, and speedier than a Vanderbilt cup racer, and getting bigger and bigger every second, while the good citizens and citizenesses that happened to be hang ing around begun to get move on like the very old Nick was after them, hustling into doOrways and behind telegraph poles, and wherever there was chance to escape that snowball cyclone. And, sir, those balls kept on doing the street cleaning business better than hundred Dagoes could a done it until they strike the level just across the railroad tracks, and come to halt right on the edge O the river. Say, it was a sight to see them snowballs piled up along that bank. You would a thought they were a pile of white elephants huddled together.
 The only trouble was to decide who had won the prize. because each snow ball looked bigger than the other. and, besides, nobody could tell which was which. But Tommy finally settled 1t all right He picked out the littlest girl in all that crowd-you could "a packed hundred like her away in the snowball that Tommy swore she'd rolled-and give her the money, but everybody seemed satisfied, for they most sure had more than five dollars worth of sport
 Clean the streets up? Why, there aint street cleaning department in the country that could a done the job any slicker. And, sir, you wouldn't believe it. maybe. but in some places those thunderin' big snowballs had even ripped up the cobble stones. It was wonderful demonstration-that's the way Tommy put it-of the work ing of the laws of gravitation and capillary attraction. to say nothing of a mysterious Providence.
 We needed that eight hundred bad there being evidences at the United States hotel that we had about ex- hausted our supply of welcome. There was about $500 left over, and Tommy, like the good boy he always is, div vied up among the crowd. Some of the fellows-you know you have to ex- cuse them, they hadn't seen money for so long-were itching to get their hands on some more coin, seein' this come so easy; but Tommy said he had neglected to take out a patent on hiS nCthOu, anu tbat bAC Nity Ao thers were just mean enough to offer their own prize for big snowballs in the future; and. besides, all the streets didn't run down hill
 Anyhow. as 1 said, we cleaned up $500, which was plenty to get us back to Broadway, where the electric lights are.