Arizona republican., 1921-04-13
Pioneer Days of
 the Cartwrights
 As Told in Rhyme

AS OlQ III NnyIne When We came to Arizona
 There were red men by the score; If we do not disremember,
 Twas the spring of seventy four. When Jasper Cartwright, with his family.
 Came by team across the plain, From the state of California.
 We long for that time again. We settled near the town called Pres
 colt;
 There we labored for three year. Though it is faint remembrance, To us all it is so dear. Just to think of the many hardships Our dear parents had to stand, Working, striving hard and earnest To support their little band But those who care will find good
 neighbors
 Anywhere they land It was Johnnie Stephens dear old
 parents
 Who gave us their helping hand. Mother saved and was SO faithful In our log hut on the hill, While dear father cut down timber Or did service at the mill. Sometimes he would take his old gun, Muzzle loader he liked so well. Tamped it down with plenty buck
 shot.
 The deer and antelope seemed to
 tell.
 Many a time he came in struggling After his hard days work was OCT With large deer on his shoulder,
 While mother met him at the door. In seventy seven we came to Phoe-
 nix,
 Stopped a few days with the Rum- On North Seventh avenue. Then we moved to Hosa Greenhaus. Where we made a one year stop, Though on the ranch of John Mont
 gomery
 Was where we grew our first grain
 crop.
 Next for us. a soldiers homestead,
 To struggle hard till times were
 good All oldtimers know that corner In the Cartwright neighborhood, Where We cleared the brush in day. time. Brigh htly burned bonfires at night. Coyotes, snakes and Gila monsters Oh, my friends, they were fright, | To reclaim, We must have water,
 And some money just as we'll: While mother milked and delivered
 butter. Father worked on the Grand canal. Stop and think Can one imagine | How, with time, old Phoenix grew From then, what was small village, In mesquite thicket, too? From the small adobe buildings
 To the brick our children see From a land of mesquite and sage | brush
 To fields of grain and al-fal-fee. Reclaimed by old Pioneers
 Cartwright, Orme, and Henshaw We will mention just a few. If we could only make picture Of our schools in early day, ! Some vacant adobe dwelling With its walls of mud so gray | Our floors. of course, were made by nature; | Likewise was our old roof. too. ! Poles and straw and dirt 50 thickly
 Winter rains could ne'er come
 through.
 Windows; had they all been broken
 No, there never had been one | Any old thing for shutter To keep out rain and sun. Seats were made of twelve inch | rough boards With boxes to support the ends l Our books, by other schools dis
 Were to us like some old time ! New schools and homes replaced the
 Erected by the Pioneers, I But the good works will be remern-
 bered
 In old Salt for many years. Though we still have the range or Cave Creek,
 Established there in eighty-three Whence we took a few old milk COW.
 And started up the brand CC. Others own the soldiers homestead Where we children thrived anC
 grew. 2 I fear this story is growing tire Pioneers, we'll say adieu!
 Mrs. George Willxy. (nee Martha CartwrighD S02 Virgin ia avenue Phoenix AriZ