Arizona sentinel., 1917-01-25

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 lem with us. This was at Ell Doctor
 (sulphur springs). You could smell it a hundred yards away, but it tasted good, though highly impregnated with sulphur We filled all our cars and canteens and then struck out for San ta Clara, 10 miles away. We left El Doctor at 8 o'clock, and when within a mile of Santa Clara, Jose Villa s car broke down. The going was some thing awful, sand just about as deep as the mud had been on the beach the day before. Rain was falling in tor rents. Major Stokes in a Ford and Snyder with his car loaded with pro visions gasoline and oil, had overta- ken us in the rain. After greeting him like long lost brother, for con fess the strain and anxiety was be- ginning to get my goat, we decided to pitch camp right there, though we very much wanted to go on to Santa Clara, for there is plenty of good wat CT and wood at that point, though il is merely place in name, like all the old places along that part of the gulf, not a vestage of a house or inhabitant in sight.
 Rained off and on all night, but got my first sleep at this new camp ing place; got up shortly before 1 o'clock and started the fire, made wholly of grease wood and sage brush, water dripping from every stem and leaf.
 Major Stokes, who by the way is one of the finest men I ever met, and I agreed that the only thing left for us to do was to make close search of that section on foot, inasmuch as it was impossible for autos to go any further in that direction. MT. Green had returned with Major Stokes, hay ing arranged for his guide to meet him with horses the next morning, Friday. at Fl Doctor, from which point he and guide would cover as much country as tkey could towards the sand dunes. He remained all night with us and left with MT. Snyder and Jack Dunne ear ly Friday a. m.
 Major Stokes, Jack Hendricks and Louis Dominez, as guide, made one scouting party and went down the gulf coast, walking along the marsh shore for nearly three miles, then got on the mesa bank and walked an equal distance, always towards where we felt morally certain the lost aviators had gone. Then they turned toward the sand dunes of Rosario and then north a mile or more, thence back to the camp.
 Julio Martinez, Juan Dominguez, as our guide, and myself, took a course supposed to be due east, but on ac- count of the dense fog we got some what south, covering a distance of about three miles in an air line, then turned due south for a mile or more and thence to the camp. We had agreed before leaving to be back promptly at noon. My party got back exactly on time, but Major Stokes, anxious to cover as much of the terri tory as possible walked half an hour further and d'd not return until 12.3O p. m.
 Still sanguine that the lost aviators had gone in the exact direction in which we were searching, but could be reached easier from Wellton, we decided to return to Yuma at once and cross the desert from that point. We therefore, lost no time in making our return, going to "the colony" for the night. On reaching Fl Doctor on the return trip we left grub" and a note fo1 MT. Green and his guide, and told him of our plans.
 Met Snyder and Jack Dunne in the car half way between El Doctor and Rillita crossing. It was then raining like the devil.
 We reached the colony before dark, and camped there in the old deserted house for the night. It was misting rain until midnight, when stars came