Bisbee daily review., 1918-07-28
CONCERNING A CAVE, A CARBURETTER
 AND A CONFESSION


 in the Chiricahuas and go through the cave and also Go observe the demon stration of the truth of all his claims | for the new fangled carburetter on his ' flivver. And thereby hangs a tale. 1 Readers of this column may remember ! Jones and his claims for his nivyer in | the matter of speed. mileage and pow CT and also the newspaper mans 1 doubts regarding the same
 In order that there might be a wit ] ness of his triumph. Jones took cr0- lney by the name Cl Fitzpatrick along.
 The newspaper man tCok his faithfnl automobile editor in case there might ! be valve trouble
 The party stopped for an hour to
 visit with Stuart. the peach king o. | the Chiricahuas. at his big ranch at
 the portal of Cave Creek canyon. A
 particular word about Stuart would
 adorn any story. even one having to do
 with the triumphs and tribulaticns of
 Jones. Stuart fooled the newspaper man completely. He looks and acts the part of the Arizonian, bred and born. As the old Cattleman of Wolf vile Days would have said he Is a "longhorn." With the calm face and thin features of a mountain man he is brOnzed. sinewy, soft spoken and tire less. But this man was bern in New
 England and sold papers on State Street. Chicago. before he began Go sell peaches in the mountains of the
 southwest.
 A man cannot always sometimes tell
 -r-
 years and he saved his money and
 homesteaded land He dug up the fes- tive and worthless mesquite and soap
 weed and cactus and in their places
 planted about five varieties of peach
 es. Cave Creek canyon furnished the
 water. New he has about thirty-five
 hundred fine peach trees stretching in
 endless rows across the desert line, Ithe lines of a Christian army advanc-
 ing into a pagan land. And he is go
 ing to plant more trees and add apples
 to the domain of his fruit kingdom I'm the centre of the orchard he has a mice little cottage and in the centre oi inc cottage he has a double fireplace
 that is a dream of delight. It serves both as ornament and utility. lt warns two rooms and furnishes the cnly and complete partition, or rather dividing line. between the sitting room and din ing room of this dOmicile-
 Well. Stuart agreed to so with the . party as guide through the cave And ? mighty well he did, or Jones haunts in Tombstone Canyon would know
 him no more. Jones. be it understood
 babbled unceasingly all the way tO the mountains about this wonderful cave D He had an electric light bulb and a , row of dry cells and a child's abidins , faith, desire and wonder regarding g this cave.
 A little climb of about hait mile up the mountain side brought tine ad Venturers to the mouth 0f the famous cave. It looked black and uninviun- , enough, but Jones rigged up his cleo tric light plant and rampSed on the hl to enter.
 Stuart went first, carrying the light !. then came Jones. then Fitzpatrics !, then the newspaper man, and the hus ky automobile editor brought up' tn' rear like a British tank. Down. down down. Almost straight down Ih'
 passage was narrow, the rocf was loy
 and the great rocks blocked the way
 IL was as black inside as the Bolshevl Ri record in Russia. The newspape man slid on his back and crawled ol D his hands and knees and bumped hi
 head and turned his ankle, all in th
 first fifty feet. Jones lamp shon U like the end of a lighted cigar lt wa ' as dim as the sparkle Of paste dia n mond.
 - The newspaper man turned in tA l. midst of this Stygian darkness to nm ? his auto editor but he was not there : The newspaper man called alcud bu i, there was no answer to his wailin s cry. Stuart held his little lamp oI l. high and turned into lateral passage Q Then he came back. ''WrOns way, r he said briefly He dived into anOthe Q passage and after crawling a few fee ? backed out again Missed it,' e n said. Let's try this one"
 n Now Stuart was the guide, and v he missed his way twice in the Hrs , fifty feet how many times would h
 miss in a mile journey through thes |. icaverns of perditiOn? The newspape .s man thought hard He was wOrrie '. labcut his auto editor. Maybe he wa
 
 d lost. This was not cave, anyway, s was a badger hole on a large scale; Y seam in the earth; gash in the VisaI @ of the mountain.
 s The newspaper man started Co $ forward and bumped his head into tn e wall. He tried tO turn around and te q over a boulder. He stretched fort l- his hand and broke a knuckie on n projecting rock. He took step an q fell down He tried Co crawl but SD
 sideways Thence he raised his voic
 to announce that he was going henc ,- Jones argued, but an i'm vain. Fl' " tried Co reassure him. Stuart Aeld th r. lamp Cn hiah and pointed to a spec o of light fifty feet behind that marke d the mouth of the cave and tho hlesse n sunshine. The newspaper man trle a for it but iu crawling around a bon a Cc- he lost his diroctirn and went u ,l a side passage lis foot slipped a0 P he caught ledge with his hands an o hung fer a moment over a nice Ntl' 70 web about fifty feet deep In the en ,f he finally reached the mouth or th 10 cave. thankful as a man who had rus IS come safely from a battle. He wa