Arizona republican., 1922-06-06
ShrinerS Reach Phoenix and
PrOSfratiOn via Apache Trail

"Oh, fawther, Why does the mar
drive all the time over the stone
piles?''
This is little Miss Smith, O
Rochester. Moo Yawk, speaking. reg.
istering one of her violent reactions
induced by her drive Monday from
Roosevelt dam into Phoenix.
1t was a great day for the Trai
and a great Gay for the tourists, but
the trail took the situation imper-
turbably. The trail remained as i'm
passive as an Indian, but the new
comers 'ohed" and "ahed" and sighed
and gripped the sides of the cars oi
the Union Auto Transportation COM
pany so that one could read their
finger prints in the enamel
Phoenix Sends Rescue Party
The Mystic Shgrine party came into
the Arizona mountain Businesses
Monday morning early, via Globe
They were met on the Apache Trail
just this side of the Summit by the
press car of the Arizona Republican
and other Representatives from Phoe-
nix. Then the fun began.
z. E. Kunselman and Ralph Harpe
of the Kunselman- Harpe Company,
Republican press photographers and
lifters of scenery for the Pathe News,
were all set with ambushed lenses to
get the Shriners in desert action.
The party was disembarked, so to
speak, from the cars. Rubber Gila
monsters, papier mache rattlesnakes
and brown cotton centipedes were
scattered plentifully over the desert.
and with Shiek McAhren's troupe of
desert drivers all cooked and primed
with warnings it was not long be-
fore the most circumspect had cac-
tus spines through their shoes. Kun
selman was meanwhile reeling the ac-
ton into his mahogany box.
This episode disposed of, the party
was once more on it's way toward
the dam. BY this time the drivers of
the automobiles had overcome their
retiring dispositions and taciturnity
and began to give such enlightenment
penSe.
Cliff Dwelers Explained"
'Eh-ah,'' said "Texs Butler. "up
there is the home of the Cliff
Dwellers. People lived up there more
than 500 years ago and lived wholly
on step ladders and a sort of dwarf
corn"
But how do they know it was 500
years ago." broke in A. Ford DuBos,
publicity agent of the Rochester
bunch, who didn't want to seem to be
sold too easily.
why says Tex" calm as Roose-
Welt lake. ''y' see, one of those little
cliff dwellers, once upon a time, got
tangled up with ocotilla cactus, and
he never got loose. This dry Arizona
atmosphere mummified him right on
the spot and some years ago a scien-
tist came out here and counted his
teeth, and that is how they know"
TEX" by this time having shot
this small paragraph from his pro-
fessional line" the party was at the
dam. Here there was more register
ing of "ohs' and "ahs." One man
said, Yes, this is sure all out doors
worth of scenery, but it don't get us
anything to eat" But it did J. B.
Still and his good wife, at the Apache
Lodge, We're all cooked and primed
so to speak, with a feed" that made
even the Trails largest party" back
away from the table and sigh. Still
himself, in a. red fez, white duck rid
ing pants and tan puttees loomed
like sunset on a snow kissed noun
tain. He seemed to impress the vis-
itorS with the notion that civilization
had penetrated west of Buffalo.
At the dam the plans went slight
ly amiss. 1t was the intention to
have the Damascus temple Shriners
from Rochester reach the dam an
hour and a half ahead of the Mecca
temple folks from Moo Yawk city.
The drivers were instructed to get
lost in the mountains, but spirit of
cumulative driving having entered in,
all met at the dam at the sine time.
However, Photographer KunseIman
laid aside his camera and fought
Gagged mountain lion for the edifica-