The Winslow mail. (Winslow, Ariz.) 1893-1926, 1924-12-19

| While the old north and south
churches and the old state house were
interesting, thought Bunker Hill was
sure the bunk" That old historical
battle field is now nothing more than
large grassy mound with monu-
ment.
Have an idea geography is eliminat
ed in the schools in that baked
| beans" town for, met some fellows
who asked if Arizona was west of
the Mississippi river" One bird want
ed to know if Arizona was governed
by the United States. Told him that
Geo. w. P. Hunt was handling us
pretty we'll at present. Guess l did
look rather wild to the yankees. Lit
| tie do they know we have Savage
Indians" who have learned the book
of etiquette by heart).
Next came New York City, the
Capital of the world" So-called be-
cause standing on one street corner
you could almost swear you were in
Russia, the next corner, Jerusalem,
next Italy, another Japan, Germany
and etc. Arrived in Grand Central
station at a. M, and thought every
one in town was down to meet me.
Gosh, that depot is a regular town in
itself, having drugstore, barber
shop, candy kitchen, tailor shop,
ready-to-wear store, dancing parlor,
picture show and etc. Finally got
down into the subways and, believe
me, l sure had one terrible time. At
first, thought I'd wait for a less crowd
ed train, but I'd still be waiting, if
I had, although they run these trains
one minute apart Got to hotel on
32nd and Broadway, where the in
mates sure looked me over while
registered.
The week in New York City was
sure fast and snappy. One has to
move there or the crowd will not
hesitate to help you along.
Kept going from early morning till
late at night, taking in the famous
Woolworth building, on top of which
1 met my friend, Mr. Perkins of Wins
low, Statute of Liberty, Brooklyn
bridge, Grants tomb, worlds greatest
aquarium at Battery Park, River Side
drive, trip on steamer all the way
around Manhatten Island, New York
stock exchange (Which is a regular
insane asylum) on Wall street, Station
Island, Brooklyn, Long Island and
trying to get to Coney Island one day,
l landed over in Newark, N. j., hav-
ing gone under the Hudson river
without knowing it, Lincoln and Bronx
parks, which are certainly wonder
full. The first being noted for wild
women and the latter for wild ami
mails (Will add here that majority
of the feminine members of the 400
class in New York, use their "Saxa-
phone" and Trombone" style cigar
cite holders to perfection and can
give an old cow-puncher lessons when
it comes to inhaling the "pills'-some
even roll their own-still talking of
cigarettes). Also took in Chinatown
and the Bowery. AS there was civil
war going on in China then, the guide
said in case we heard any shooting
to just follow him, but l told him
he would have to be "Pickin' 'em up
and layin' 'em down pretty fast or
he would be following me instead The
Bowery and Mission houses make a
fellow realize how lucky he is to have
good job and friends.
l was told that there are one mil
lion visitors every day in New York.
Well every time / asked anyone a
question I must have run into a Wis
itor, for nobody knew anything about
the place. One day 1 asked police
man where to get drink of water,
Get out of the way, I'm lookin' fer
one me self" was his reply
The afternoon of my third day in
the "city that never sleeps" was oc-
cupied in riding a calf around Madi-
son Square Garden in Tex Austin's
! annual rodeo. Here l met up with
several of my old western friends and