Arizona republican., 1921-01-30
Benzine BouIeUord SloUIy Recouering
 It's Equilibrium

Benzine boulevard has not as vet settled itself down to the monotonous grind of everyday business. the holi- day and winter vacation spirit still manifesting itself ever and anon in the hearts of the denizens of the boule- yard.
 Only last week Cal Messner packed his grip with his comb, toothbrush and two bottles of hair tonic and hied him self away back east Where he went, nobody knows. When he will return, nobody knows. Why he went, nobody knows. Cal has lately been reading a great deal about the wonderful ice skating in Florida, and it is surmised by those closest to him that he has gone to that wonderful cline where he will doubtless at this moment be found ro1licking along the smooth frozen surfaces of the Everglades. He may bring back some frozen alligator meat with him, and another rousing banquet will be held among the denizens of the boulevard
 Then there is Jack Sylvia Jack N some duck hunter Some is the cor rect word here, all right Jack has been going out every morning for three weeks. getting out of bed at 1 o'clock in the morning, driving about 10 miles northwest Of Phoenix, and there await ing under the shadows of the ap- preaching dawn, his chance to inflict murder on a canvas sback Jack sue ceeded in shooting the tail feathers off a mudhen on one occasion and came back reporting numerous duck tracks, but no other signs of duck He is now waiting for the guinea hen season to open.
 Frank Headlee. Cal Messner's left hand man, is about to take trip which will carry him into every city town and hamlet in the United States. Frank is fitting up a. G-M-C truck which he will use as the chassis for a three story building fitted with sleep ing rooms bathrooms, kitchens, par lors and front porches. He has evolved some nifty ideas from a set of draw ings he discovered in the Dishwashers' Weekly, and the construction of his new travelling hotel is proceeding rapidly
 Speaking about duck hunting recalls to mind the fact that Wintergreen A. Roberts. local Kelly magnate. has sworn off the exciting sport. Roberts only took this action after having worked the entire duck season through with only two casualties to his credit among the ducks. He cannot attribute the trouble to his size. as he is little fellow. measuring only about feet 10 inches in his bare pedals. but he feels that there must be a reason hidden somewhere.
 In a recent conversation White said that he shot point blank into a flock of at least 1000 geese, not over 10 feet above him. but that not a shot took eff feet. He distinctly remembers hearing the explosion of the gun. and states that he never carries any blanks around with him for target practio~ so these two things make the mystery still more "depthy." He states that he has a plan on the board now whereby he is going to try to attract the ducks
 with caterpillars He figures that a
 flock of ducks are bound to notice a
 fleet of caterpillars floating on the
 water. and in addition to this device he
 expects to carry a 90-horsepoweI Krag- Jorgensen rifle instead of the shotgun he now packs. He will have this new plan ready for operation
 about the time the season opens again
 Frank Sweeney of the Palace ga Irage has just spent his vacation on the Apache trail, from whence he returne q to the city yesterday.
 Frank heard that there existed somewhere along the trail an aban- doned still. with several gallons of concentrated rye essence buried be- meath it's floors. He had been in a quandary as to where to spend his winter vacation, but having heard of the still he was no longer in doubt. He thoroughly oiled up his 1901 WrattIer and packing 1t with all necessary pro- visions for a two weeks jaunt, left town. Nothing was heard from him to 1 indicate how he fared. but yesterday he drove in, a tired and discouraged man. Frank stated that the still was supposed to have been started for the