Arizona republican., 1920-02-23
An Interior Snapshot.


 They are telling this story on Elton | kunselman, photographer and Rotar- 1 ian, and it isn't a press agent story, 1 either.
 1 In preparation for this seasons tour, l the Al G. Barnes circus people, the big circus that wintered in this city. engaged Elton to photograph several of the animals, from which newspaper cuts were to be made. So out to the state fair grounds She other day Elton went, armed with his camera, and after snapping pictures of several 1 members of the menagerie, the keeper brought out the big hippopotamus, the prize of the show. Get us close, now," instructed the keeper to Elton, and when you're ready I'll make him open his mouth. All right. now. Here you go. Shoot!" But Elton had not "shot." Instead, when the hippo opened his mouth, -he photographer thought that the whole side of the ampitheater had fallen down.
 Whats the matter" shouted the keeper Why didn't you shoot?" Elton mumbled an unintelligible ex- cuse which was interrupted by the keepers warning to try it again. Get it this time" sure," epjoined the animal man.
 All right, now shoot,' Again hippo opened his cavernous mouth, and again Elton forgot what he was to do and made nasty re- treat.
 They do say that the kind old hippo followed Elton around the fair grounds for three hours before satisfactory picture was secured. There are some interiors that Kun selman prefers to photograph above others And this isn't a press agent story.
 Every Dog Has His Day Arizona's famous February sun drove a long haired Airedale puppy into the shade of an automobile parked at First and Washington streets last Friday. The puppy was tired and the shade was very comforting. It had been a hard day for the young Airedale. He had been obliged to search several dozen garbage cans before he could piece out a satisfactory meal. These days of costly living had been cruelty cutting down both the quality and quantity of accessible refuse. A sleepy puppy closed his eyes and forgot his troubles.
 An angry, whirring sound partially reused him from slumber. He stirred uneasily, but before he had fully awakened to what was going on about him, he was caught in a hard, cruel grip. As q motoirst was backing out of a parking stall at First and Adams street, he heard sharp yelp of pain. ADp1ylnS the DrdkcS, t0e DlOtOTlst quickly brought his car to stop. He found a little Airedale moaning in agony. With a sympathetic exclama- ton a little girl darted from the side walk and taking the injured dog into her arms, carried it to the office of the Airedale was suffering a dislo- cated hip.
 Today there is little puppy hob bling around over heavy rugs. He has mistress who caters to his every want He still wears a cast, but it won't be there much longer. He has everything he wants to eat. and his appetite is quite varied. He hadn't been in the house more than an hour before he had started to make lunch con of book of proverbs He found one page to be a articularly choice morsel. The page had some delicious printed matter on it setting out that Tt is an ili-wind that blows nobody good.' The puppy found it very easy to digest.
 Overheard in the Lobby :.
 Overheard at the desk of the Hotel Adams Saturday when congestion was at it's greatest because of the canceled Santa Fe passenger train which forced guests who had intended leaving to stay another night in Phoenix:
 Guess I'll have to change my plans and stay over tonight. Just let me have my old room. Scotty.''
 Sorry, but that one was taken the minute you moved out"
 Well. give me something good-with bath"
 NOW. if you want to double with some one-'
 What! Sleep in the same sroom with stranger. We'll. I rather guess not Say. you know me, don't you?"
 ''Certainly, I do.'
 Now. Scotty. you know I'm a regu lar guest here"
 "Yes, sir, I appreciate that fact
 Have a smoke" (Business of pass ing over big cigar in silver tinfoil)
 So you can't fix me up with a room and bath"
 "Scrry hut if iS iunpossihle.