Arizona republican., 1909-07-20

MT. Griswold says that the heat in
 Albuquerque is mild and pleasant
 compared with that he encountered
 down in southern Arizona. At Cal
 exico it was enough. according to the
 newspaper man, to Durn the asbestos
 lining out of a locomotive boiler"
 The rest of the story Is that Mir
 Griswold never got to the Roosevelt
 dam at all but before he reached Fish
 Creek station he was seized by an
 attack of cold feet and wanted to
 rush back to the white settlements"
 For some reason he did not show up
 to his Phoenix acquaintances again
 and it is supposed he was afraid the
 railroad bridge at Tempe would give
 way under him, so he took the south
 bound and only touched the earth
 again when he was safe in the city of
 Albuquerque.
 MT. Griswold is publicity secretary
 of the. Irrigation Congress and a rep
 resentative of the Tribune in the
 boosting of the proposed land and
 irrigation exposition to be held in
 Chicago next November. To further
 the execution of his multifarious
 duties, he set out from Chicago sev-
 eral weeks ago with J. c. Waite,
 settlement agent of the reclamation
 service, to see all the large irriga-
 tion projects in the west. They
 travelled together until after they
 reached Phoenix and started on the
 journey to Roosevelt to see the most
 famous of all the reservoir projects.
 the one top liner he should be famil
 jar with in his business. They left
 for Roosevelt last Sunday, expecting
 to return the next day. On Fish
 Creek hill, a model road though a
 wonderful cliff trail, just such a
 thing as supposedly Mir. Griswold
 would enjoy. the accident occurred. According to the other members of the party it was not half as hair raising" as Mir. Griswold describes.
 but it did put the machine out of business and the purty lad to walk a half mile into Fish Creek station.
 This is an ideal mountain stopping place and here the night was spent in comfort. awaiting the arrival of a team from government headquarters at Roosevelt to take the party over the last fifteen miles of the journey. But by morning MT. Griswold's feet were much worse and he feared they would be frozen if he continued the trip, so he waited for the returning stage and started back. He was next heard of in Albuquerque. Nothing had suited him from the beginning of the trip, though he Is the first tour ist who ever went over that road without having awakened in his heart the Ioftiest sentiments of admiration for it's scenic grandeur. delight at the inspiring ozone and pleasing thrills at what seemed in their ap- proach forbidding dangers. but which dangers have been entirely eliminated by the careful construction of the magnificent Roosevelt road by the government The terrible adventure of Mir. Griswold consisted in his hay ing to ride in an auto instead of a palace car. and sometimes the latter gets a hot box and is strongly per fumed by burning oil very much like an automobile brake.
 The rest of the party, including | MT. Waite, went on to Roosevelt, had | a glorious trip and returned bubbling | with enthusiasm after the manner of every one of the thousands of lady | and gentlemen tourists who had pre- ceded them. It is suggested that if | the Tribune wants to get a little real | dope" at first hands. on the won derful Roosevelt reservoir. it will do | well to send out some of it's observ ing. self contained and appreciative lady members of the staff. just as of | bright witted girl who has the nerve | to ride In an automobile, or a wagon | if necessary in case of accident to l fulfull an assignment. The job is too | strenuous for at least one of the | Tribune's male representatives who | get his mind off the wis | ions of home and mother long | enough to note the almost magic | creations of the reclamation service | in the transformation of the wild and | rugged west, already conquered by | men, many of whom found it neces- sary to give up home and mother en- tirely and in addition keep their | trigger fingers limbered for action, | ready at all times to fight for the | retention of their scalps. MT. Gris | wold is a good sort in his way, a | mighty nice gentleman to meet in | town (where life really is twice as but when it comes to hill | he can't hold a candle to a | mountain sheep. As a newspaper man | he ought to be strong in the society | column, but he Is a bit lacking in | feature assignments. He could hard | ly get a job on the Record Herald. | which sends a man to the north pole | every autumn.