Weekly journal-miner. [volume] (Prescott, Ariz.) 1908-1929, 1914-07-08

King had qualified, Black Snip, as
ornery a black beast as ever hit
the trail in Arizona kicked and
whirled around in a fashion calcu-
lated to dazzle the most giddy. Peck
stuck to his back like a leach and
then-Curtains.
Half way between the saddle and
the ground in his uninterrupted de-
scent, Peck felt his chances slipping
on that nifty $500 first prize. He
grasped blindly in the air but even
that failed to offer any success.
Black Snip, free from spur and rid
er, just beat it for the corral so
fast you couldn't have caught her
with an Abbott motorcycle yarn.
Messrs Peck are featured in to-
days tale of yesterdays doing at
the fair grounds for the simple rea-
son that they deserve sympathy
and plenty Of blame at the same
time. How any riders bearing a
"13" or "23" can expect to win a
classic of this kind is mystery.
Now a word about the crowd.
Honest to goodness there were more
people in those three grandstands.
bleachers, boxes and standing room
pavilions than we thought were ever
in Arizona. Every inch OF seating
room was packed and standing room
along the fences sold" at prem
ium. Official figures estimate the
attendance at about $500.
The weather conditions were SIM
ply ideal. Off in the distance now
and then could be noted a fash of
lightning and perhaps the Arizona
Interpretation of a shower. But on
the whole, "Old Sol' behaved real
well. gave the managers all kinds
of sunshine and sent everybody off
home possibly tired but happy.
"Old Doc" Pardee, the ring manag-
er was at his best and entertained
the huge crowd with his witticisms
and classy stunts in the frontier
craft. No less credit for the days
splendid success is due F. L. Ha-
worth, chairman of the committee
who vas on the job every minute
of the time and made himelf con-
spicuous by his hustling presence.
They were all there-the rough
neck" crowd or my crowd" of
Phoenix as Lyle Abbott would
know them. The Phoenix aggrega-
ton of noise producers raised the
roof in one end of the grandstand
and after being routed to new quar-
tiers, proceeded to duplicate this feat.
Every State in the union was rep
resented in the huge attendance, the
largest ever recorded at any celebra-
ton of its kind in Prescott. Rede-
Wills band was at its best and
rendered all kinds of music to the
fancy steps of the ponies. Governor
w. p. Hunt and his official staff
occupied a private box while other
notables in political, social. frater-
nal, business and boosting organiza
lions in the State were scattered
among the boxes and in the grand
stand.
1t is estimated that nearly 500
machines drove to and from the
grounds. The Santa Fe railroad did
record breaking capacity business
in handling the crowds to and from
the fair grounds. Efficient police
duty on the grounds resulted in not
a single disturbance of any kind.
The moving picture men were in
marked prominence. The Eclair
Company headed by Director Culleson
took a number of scenes in fea-
ture film written about the local
events. Luck was unquestionably
with the camera man upon one &C.
CASTOR when a husky steer bucked
it's way around the machine in
circle. Charles Van Loans theory
of real comedy might have proven
all to the mustard if the steer had
swerved to right about ten seconds
sooner than he did. But then there's
everything in taking a chance, and
its the fellow who gets the stuff
that counts. Tom Bates, the local
photographer was also on the job
while hundreds of cameras snapped
and took views of the divers stunts.
It was some" crowd. some show
and some" success. Betting on the
ponies is a mighty fascinating pas
time but bucking the PONIES is just
like comparing an auto race to
push-cart. Thrills and spills, clashes
and smashes. crashes and dashes,
they were all there. Just as one
rider was commencing to count his
sheckles "a la counting chickens be-
fore they we're hatched). off he'd
spin. Just as another rider was
thanking his lucky stars he was not
m ado of glass DraStO the buckin0