The copper era and Morenci leader. [volume] (Clifton, Ariz.) 1911-1929, 1913-07-18
MOOSE CLIMB TRAIL
TO MORENC|
AntIers Shake in DeIiberative Coun-
ciI-Clifton Moose Climb Trails
to Lodge at Morenci. Excite
ment EnSues When Clifton
Moose Take HomeWard
Trail.

Many of the big Moose of Clifton
climbed the trails leading to Morenci
last Friday night, and with their bro
theirs at Morenci held a great pow
WOW in the Morenci glades. With
great energy they plunged into aues-
tions of lodge business, unanimously
passing every moo that meant ener-
lodge. After these weighty ques-
tions were disposed of, the order of
the hour was the refreshments and
songs, among the best of the latter
being plaintive little melody, sung
by M. Chesterfield and enti-
tied Button, button, who got
the button?" but till now that ques-
tion is unanswered, the one who
really got it keeping diplomatic si-
lence. However, the loss. of the but
ton was soon forgotten in the rever-
les induced by the touching little
melodies rendered by other musical
Moose, especially appreciated being
the rendition of the Morenci Moose
Quartette, whose masterpiece that
night was that memory-stirring Selec-
ton entitled, What is so pleasant as
this cool bottle in July?" The satis-
faction induced by this song was a
fitting prelude to the last number on
the musical program, the first line Of
which ran like this, "a dreamy maid
in forest shade" this song appeal
ing especially to the young Moose.
But the real excitement came when
the Clifton members began the home
ward journey. They were greatly en-
barrasSed because of many things,
chief of which was that their team
was a pair of Arizona bronchos that
were not accustomed to the ways of
civilization, and refused to travel at
a dignified gait when staring down
the high mountain between here and
Morenci. Now the occupants of the
hack had thought of this phase of the
proceedings, in consideration of
which they had selected as driver the
only man among them who represent
ed in the highest the beautiful theory
of grape juice.
But the theory would not pan out
in practice, for this driver lost con-
troll of the festive bronchos, who in
sisted upon taking advantage of the
ease of coming down hill at rattling
pace. Fear impelled every Moose to
descend from their seats and assist in
lessening the hacks momentum by
pulling from behind, while others ran
to the horses heads and by soft words
persuaded them to lower their rate.
The bottom of the hill was at last
reached, but here the real trouble be-
gan. 1t seems that this hack was
not small enough to negotiate the
road between Clifton and the site of
the old dairy. That is the opinion
of the driver of grape juice tenden--
cies, but the other Moose declare that
it was a simple case of the driver not
knowing his business. Any way, the
hack overturned, and spilled the oc-
cupants into Chase Creek, which af-
forded the most delicate member the
opportunity of proving his ingenuity.
Fearing a fall upon the cruel stones
at the bottom of the creek, he threw
his hat into the creek, and then fell
upon the hat, with the result that the
nobbiest straw in Clifton is now a
wreck.
But every Clifton Moose who atten-
ded declares the meeting was a sue
cess, and that they have not a regret.
A partial list of those who attend
ed follows: Hon. Ben NJ. Crawford,
Judge Leonard, "Pewee" Kelly, Thos.
Carol, Ira iDilliner Fighting Bob
Evans, Chas. Biliche, 'Hoot Mon"
Patterson, Dave Grady, Brownie
Kid" Chas. Kerr, and a host of
others whose names have not been