The Holbrook news., 1922-06-02
Tie The Can To The Can

lie The Can To The Gan
 The evening delightful It was just warm enough to make the air surging by from the autos smooth flight feel restfuly cool to the cheek The party in the automobile had been talking so busiy the out ward trp for there visiting guests in the car that no one had taken note of the that bordere the roadway.
 Now they returning to the town and its envir- onment All around them the slow declining rays of the setting sun bathed the landscape in soft veil ofiusiOn In the distance the hills that by raised moni- tory peaks against the level skyline. Nearer at hand the serraed turrets and meats of that mystic oakland city, whose battlements rise in the kobold ridden fines of the Painted Desert, glowed in wierd mysterious coors reflected from the sunset skies.
 Low in the wide sweep of the plain, a pool of quiet water lay reectng quiescenty the coud-and argosies becalmed above its breathess stiffness. tiny ranch house, nesng in the hollow at hand, sent curling wisp of smoke aspiring skyward, a promising harbinger to the weary wayfarer of generous hospital ity within.
 High above upon the waiting air hung motionless, on rigid pinon watchful hawk, whose silent swoop would soon bring death to harmless habi- tant of the prairie.
 In the farther distance stood the black immobity of Woodruff Butte, while to the west the Peaks whterosted of opaescent pink bathed in the sets warmest rays.
 The visitor exclaimed with rapture, unassumed, at the beauty of the stretching away the horizon line. We felt thrill of conscious pride This our country the land lived in Here in the midst of this natural beauty the thoughtful pioneers had the bound ary stakes of our prosperious city.
 Expatiating upon resources and the beauties of nature easily accessible to all drove the down the hill and rounded the view -obstrucng circular butte at the bottom.
 grasp of horror broke from our visitors One said with stifed exclamation;
 ''Pm sorry to be SO rude, but the contrast is too great. It came out before thought"
 We looked around at the out spread be- low and crimson blush crept up to the roots of our hair We were so used to the sight that nine times out of ten passed it with unseeing eyes, But this time the scales dropped from our eyes and WE SAW!
 In the distance the city of Hobrook nestled among the gnared old cottonwoods. Comfortably the slow coing smoke from many hearthfre unfolded on the evening air of prosperity and neatness graced the tOwnbut near at hand; and meeting the advance of every stranger, lay like harsh word instead of kindly welcome perfect wilderness of TIN CANS!
 There were cans to the right and to the left, new cans old cans, big and little in beves and ocks Old oll-stoves, wrecked autotops and dapidat ed baby carriages tomato and catsup bottes mat tress springs and out cooking utensils all mingled Tn one gnomnious scateratiOn Rusty and broken cans inviting receptaces for the breeding of pestental fly and mosquitowith calm effrontery they stared us in the face.
 What contrast to the natural beauties freely be- slowed upon in that part of the landscape have builded by negligence To the stranger town must make its appeal through it's appearance Such tin can alleys as those to Hobrooks principal roads are as attractive strngy haired in her mat utinal curl papers, You will take notice that wo- men know that curl papers unattractve and there fore hide them beneath the rtatious breakfast cap But leaving aside the question of the impression make upon the stranger within gates there is the question which hits still closer home. What ideals of cleanliness and beauty will be the heritage of children whose rational instincts bunted by the constant currence of such sights during the mpressonistc age This angle of the is that hond give the parent pause
 But to return to our cans. It's an awful come down to mbbe large and unadulterated draughs of wonderful scenery and then just the outskirts of town have unsavory of dirty tin forced upon cosmc consciousness. No wonder the visitor forgot his manners. We don't blame him.
 Isn't there some way we can all pet tnpether and