Weekly journal-miner., 1916-07-12

efforts of Arena Director F. Lee Ha- worth, who mas all of the contestants cooperating with him in good shape.
 (From Fridays Daily)
 Without even being decent enough l to register as a contestant. Old Man l Jupiter Pluvius entered the From tier Days events yesterday uninvit ed and stayed long enough to cause several of the best events to be postponed until nine o'clock this morning. The sad part of it was that Old Jup disappeared a few min utes after the celebration officials had decided he was due for an all-ait- crnoon visit and postponed the re mainder Of the program. No ad- mission will be charged this morn ing. as the officials want everyone who attended yesterday to go out and see the remainder of the show.
 Another crowd was on hand when | the program was opened yesterday. and everyone took the rain and hail good-naturedly and shouted with glec at every flash of lightning and rumble of thunder.
 Irk Woodford, the Yavapai tow head, grabbed first money in the steer riding contest, Wild Horse Hill, worlds champion sheep-herd- CT romped in second, w. Y. Peck, a new entrant from Ash Fork pulled in third and Ben Johnson was fourth. There was some disagreement as to who was entitled to the money after the first round and so several of 1 the boys rode over again. Frank Mccoy esayed to ride a white-face critter and succeeded, although the steer was feeling fine. pitched like six-year-old flivver car and skid ded on the turns. Snake Richards backed his steer out of the chute and stuck on although the steer was obviously displeased with having been started with his reverse gear in mesh. Mccoy was unfortunate with his second mount and descended to the terra iirma few seconds after leaving the chute. Frank held on to his curcingle. however, and ran along beside the steer for several hundred feet in an unsuccessful at tempt to again chamber aboard.
 Doc Pardee was unusually facetious yesterday and sprung several good ones on the crowd. Between two of the events the doc rode up to the grandstand, Ladies and gentlemen" he shouted, "Thc next event will be hot and cold race between Dave I-Biles and Dave Shivvers.
 \ few minutes later a wag in ono of the boxes who came in iron. Skull valley. attempted to get tho best of the doc.
 'Trk Woodfori will now ride. For the worlds championship, l think announced Doc.
 Did you say you think?" asked the wit in the box.
 Yes" replied Doc. "I'm from Skull valley and I don't know any thing for sure"
 All four entrants in the bareback broncho-riding contest qualified for further riding. Wiley Hill stuck fast to Pee Wee. Bob Anderson was thrown from his first mount when his curcingle broke. He was given another horse but this animal was not in a bucking mood. Anderson will ride again this morning to prove that he has right to contest this afternoon for the SIPS prize.
 Doc Pardee again proved his abil- ity by sticking to Blazer ,although Blazer was in bad humor. At one time it looked as if the Doc would be thrown but he merely grinncd. jammed his spurs into Blazers neck and stuck to the horses back like a Tia Juana confidence man to an Iowa farmer Frank Mccoy got the best of Tony and also qualified for fur ther riding.
 In the worlds championship broncho riding contest Shorty King rode for John Fredericks holder of the diamond-studded medal. Shorty managed to get on the back of Panther without the aid of a lad der and decided, as the earth was so far below him he had better stay there. and he did. s. L. Robinson stuck to Red Wing and his cxhibi ton was greeted with cheers. flashes of lightning and thunderclaps. Red Wing put up a series of stiff-legged jumps that made Lee put up the best that was in nim
 Just as a terrific downpour of hail started Doc Pardee came out of the chute on Big Sid The hailstones ticklcd Sid and he attempted to show his dislike for the bad weather by chucking the lusty-lunged announc- CT in the mud Doc showed his dis like for mud, however, by sticking to Big Sid.
 It was at this time that Mir Plu- vius became thoroughly obnoxious. Within a few minutes the field was drenched. The cowboys, cowgirls and judges were huddled under the judges stand and the rain was mak- ing the metal roof of the grandstand sound like flock Of untamed snare drums. For half an hour the down pour continued, and no one offered