Bisbee daily review., 1918-03-03
EFFECT OF WATERS
 UPON THOSE WHO
 DWELL ALONG SHORE

The newspaper man met Dr. l.. ID. Ricketts, acting head Of the C. & A. mining properties of the state, the other night. and the talk naturally drifted to the scenic beauties of Ari- zona, which no man knows more about than the distinguished metal lurgist The newspaper man raved about the beauties Of the cr-a a brook that fa.ls down the rough slopes of Ramsey canyon in the Hua chueas. The mining man listened with smile. He, too, loves the Hua- chucas. But his sense of humOr pre- vailed over his sentiment and love of the beautiful.
 Your desire, or rather. as you say, your necessity. to drink once month from the waters of the Ramsey canyon brook. reminds me" he said, of those dwellers upon the shores of the Has sayampa many long years ago." and the doctor smiled a dry smile at the reminiscence.
 Tn those vanished days many men of many climes lived on the classic Hassayampa and it did seem as though the waters of that stream caused them to have visions Every little while they would call me or some other mining man over there with Aladdin tales of fabulous mines in that section. They swOre, time alter time. did these drinkers of the magic spring of the Hassayampa. thas ere bodies a hundred feet thick and miles long had been discovered at this uIaee and at that in their vicinity And would go there and find noth- ing that resembled an ore lode. Their ciscov cries were only the dreams ot the lotus eater. HOaes. and trIthiul men, who, before they cane to dwell within sound of the murmuring Has sayampa. were regarded as cOnserya- tive and even taciturn. would, after drinking its waters for a few weeks. begin to tell Arabian Nights tales 0f hidden wealth along its shores. Alter whiie we came to be sure that 1t was the water. So. be careful, my friend. how you drink the cold and limpid sweetness of the Arizona noun tain brook"
 The newspaper man was thoughtful after,the doctors tale. He had heard often of the wonderful properties oi i he old home spring or stream. Opie Reade declares in one of his inimitable tales of Tennessee how those who drank the waters cf Caney Fork would never be, satisfied until they had come back to drink again before they laid down tor the last long sleep. He knew that he had never tasted any water that made him so happy and so strong as that from the old St Johns spring in his Missouri home. And he knew also that the water Of Ramsey canyon brook was beginning to gain a hold upon him like unto that of John BarieycOm for toper. But this tale of the Hassayampa and the prevaricating qualities of its wa ters was new angle in psychology altogether. The breath Of the poppy turns straight tongues into crooked and fanciful channels, but water, Beautiful water. brewed in the run ming brook and rippling Till. That it should make the. men who drink dream of Montezuma mines and tell wonderful lies to simple mining sn- gineers. was strange indeed.
 The newspaper man looked again at pr. Ricketts. but the (. & A. masters face was as solemn and as serious and as free from guile, 10 all seeming, as the pictured likeness of Elisha the prophet.
 The newspaper man bowed. Great is the Hassayampa.