New Britain herald., 1917-04-30

Millions of dollars have been spent
 here in constructing this monster
 dam. and many miles of roadways, some of which are through solid
 rock. An auto stage line is operated
 between Globe and Phoenix. Fare one way, $10; round trip, SIS. A peculiar
 sight met our gaze high up in the mountains. After riding in the snow
 storm for some time we came to the
 edge of the storm and, as far as we
 could see in front of us, not a bit of
 snow had fallen, but we were not yet
 out of the storm, and kept on climb
 iAg and soon was in the midst of 1t
 again. We left the mountains about
 dark and crossed the prairie. reaching
 Phoenix about o'clock that. night.
 cold and hungry. Thus we spent Christmas day, but we arrived in time to do justice to our Christmas dinner. We remained in Phoenix a little more than a week and saw the first ] orange trees filled with fruit. It was ] unusually cold, and "smudges' were lighted at night to keep the frost away. AHNer leaving this place we found IT ny miles of poor roads, and in D. es none at all. We soon had a blowout, but made 8 quick change, pushed on through brushes which lined either side of the driveway over lava rocks, finally reaching the Col orado river after dark, which we crossed on a cable ferry,-toll $500. Reaching the opposite side we found deep mud and more bushes which left the body of the car covered with scratches. There was no sign of life, yet we were nearer our goal. having crossed the state line into California. nv,~ ', in h Ny1I hole which is worth relating. Two young men, with six cylinder car of different make. crossed the river soon after we did, but they sank into the mud and spent about three hours there and it required the services of a mule before reaching high ground. We spent the night at Blythe and left early next morning over the great Mo- jarie desert, a distance of ninety miles.
 This is a great sandy plain, on either side At good distance away are high
 mountains, with but little vegetation in
 sight. The road is mostly snake-like
 ruts, which are made by small autos,
 and is anything but pleasant riding.
 We were told it would require about
 eight hours to cross this desert, but
 we made it in six, and then left all
 poor roads behind us. We passed
 through many pretty towns and soon
 reached the foot of the mountains,
 some of which are so high their tops
 were obscured by clouds. We won
 dered how much climbing we were to
 do to get over them, but an hours
 drive brought us to an opening, much
 to our surprise, and we passed through
 on comparatively level ground, into 8
 great wash. or properly speaking, the
 bed of g. large stream. This was dry
 and sandy and the walls of rock on
 either side are hundreds of feet high
 and there is no way to drive out of it until reaching the end, which is about
 eight miles further on. Soon after
 leaving this place we reached a paved
 road and with the exception of a few
 feet here and there being washed
 away, we travelled over continuous
 stretch of pavement to our journeys
 end. We were still at high altitude
 and the air was cold. but inside of an
 hour we began to descend and soon
 reached the olive country and pushed
 on into Redlands. This was the for
 mer home of Rev. MT. Jump and al-
 thought it was nightfall when we arr rived there we beheld beautiful city
 with it's elegant homes, pretty lawns
 with palms and flowers, orange and
 lemon trees filled with fruit, which
 gave it a tropical appearance. That
 night we drove into San Barnardino
 and next day to Pasadena, where the
 tournament of roses was to be held.
 This is yearly event and always
 takes place on New Years day. The
 streets were crowded with people.
 autos and teams, all in holiday dress and nearly everyone wore flowers of
 some description. We were little
 late in arriving, and while we did not see all of the nageant we did see many