Arizona republican., 1920-07-26
LOG IF 4 DESERT HOUND THAT MADE
 TRIP ID PACIFIC
How A Sand Lizard Bucked Its Way with Three Wom- en And A Man Into The Breezy Cafeteria Belt

city of ''Loz Ongleze" has been pre- pared by the pilot of the automobile which leads the cast of characters. It is revealing no secrets to say that the cars remained in sunny California. The writer is here.)
 This is the log of desert hound that snorted and puffed, baked and broke down, pulled gritty through sand and slid protestingly down steep inclines over the desert trail from Phoenix to the coast. Without realizing what lay ahead I invited a married woman to desert her family, a missionary to for get religion and my wife to act as hostess on the trip. Throwing in a few pots and pans. an assortment or canned goods, includH.g two cans of vegetable soup, several blankets, canteen and few other essential and essentials, we felt fully prepared for any emergency. The missionary and married woman managed to squeeze into the tonneau while friend wife found a place near where I squirmed at the wheel. Grips, cots and boxes rambled along the running boards and overflowed into generous pile on the engine hood.
 We made the start about 9 o'clock at night with the intention of reaching Parker before the sun became too in tense the next day. Stopping at Doyle's cigar stand I got a road guide with pictures of points of interest in serted at their exact location on the map.
 The night was fine. We sped along the smooth pavement with great ela- tion. Our first disappointment came when we reached the Buckeye road. It was closed for repairs. Taking cir cuitous route we finally came to the Agua F'ria river. Several tracks led into the river at different points. There nn cipO fn indicate which nlacP offered the best crossing. Just as we plunged into the river there came the shouted advice from watch house on an incompleted bridge overhead.
 Hey, better go mora to your right Coupla fellows get stuck right where you are"
 With an almost involuntary motion Il shifted the gears into reverse. The rear wheels answered with a sickening spin while the front wheels began to sink into the soft river bed. I tried to go forward The rear wheels settled and the engine suddenly stopped. The car began to sink softly until the four wheel hubs were almost lost to sight. Like a good captain on a sinking ship I stuck to my post until all the pas sengers had found dry land, then real 1zing how foolish it was for me to cling helplessly to the wheel followed them.
 Shortly before coming to the river we had passed party of campers hurried back and reused two tall husky Texans. By the time we had reached the sinking motor car two other cars were approaching us from the opposite bank of the river. They rnavigated the shallow water without trouble and offered their assistance.
 Fortunately there were several boards and blanks conveniently near. By literally lifting the car up out Of the water and placing blanks under the ( back to dry land. The process required about three hours, during which time hope of getting to Parker during the early morning hours went down and out.
 It required considerable coaxing to arouse the engine to it's duty, but it's response was instantaneous compared 10 the manner in which my three pas sengers reluctantly found their places in the car.
 "If there was a telephone here would have my husband come right after me-" the married woman declared. T think we ought to turn right around and go home,'' friend wife coun- seled-
 But the missionary was for me.
 Don't let a little trouble like this discourage you" she said. Let's go on." And We did. With shouts of en- couragement from our friends who had just helped us out of the river, we plunged back into the water and Clko- cessfully reached the other side. We immediately struck rough going Washes, ruts and sand impeded oul progress, but we kept plugging along at about 10 miles hour.
 At cross road we stopped I con- suited the road guide.
 Do you see that house there?" pointed to the one on the right hand side of the road. Now see if this pic ture in the guide book is one of tha' house If it is we turn here" I turned the spotlight back so that all could study the tiny cut. They agreed thai there was a great similarity between the picture in the book and the house on our right
 From a distance bright light was focused in our direction.
 Better wait until that car gets here and ask the occupants what road we should take,'' suggested the mission ary. We waited. After half an hour we decided that the light was station ary. Ten minutes more and we caught the faint hum of a motor. Then the light began to move. Finally milk truck was dimly outlined behind the light We hailed the driver.
 I'm going as far as Buckeye" he said sJes' foller me-
 For several miles we trailed patient ly along through sand fully as deep as the water in the Agua F'ria had been Then a suitcase worked loose from the running board and we were forced te stop and retrieve it. By the time il had been firmly strapped back into DO sition the milk truck was out of sight
 Struggling out of the sand we final 1y found good road over which we raced in a vain effort to glimpse our guid ing truck. Attracted by several lights we swerved from the highway anC found the hamlet of Liberty. Knockins loudly upon the door of a sleeping room built onto a general merchandise store l was answered with a gruff:
 Well, what is it2"
 What road do I take to Buckeye2"
 "Go straight ahead and turn to tn right"
 Thanks" We went straight ahead At the first cross road we turned t our right. After driving for about hal an hour I decided to ascertain whethe we were on the right road. Stoppin at d farm house I again asked the wa to Buckeye.
 tsEtraighf ahead and turn fO th