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WEEKLY JOURNAL-MINER, WEDNESDAY MORNING, JULY 5, 1922.
PAGE THREE WILD 1ST SHOW WITH OOJAH SlfsBnfiKiiii (From Tuesday's Daily) By ROMAINE H. LOWDERMILK Editor Journal-Miner,' City. Dear Boss: Say! There's a wild west show in town. Did you know that? Yessir! It's the biggest skillet of news I've'' run across this week and I think you ought to know about it. It's home-brewed, and everybody in town from the most prominent citizen down to the dirtiest Smoki from the Rim is having a hand in putting the big show across. It's the pure quill, it's- a lu-Iu, itis a hook-"em-cowboy, turn 'em over wild, 1922 model, regularly equipped, red enameled and runs on TNT with the muffler wide open. Lester Is the chauffeur and Grace is the Sparkcs plug. ' The actual firing began yesterday morning at 9 a. m. when 115 cow boys roped and tied 78 bullicks, the names and time of which you'll find in another part of your paper. Oojah Ruffner Starts At one pip emma came the pic turesque parade of polite punchers and punchcrcsses. Free! Two thou sand people accompanied the riders to the arena, and promptly at 2 Oojah Ruffner kicked the starter. The first thing that happened was the cow-pony race which turned out to be no whiskaway for anybody. Zee Hayes' entry with Harry Mon tana aboard sputtered in winner. And the last man was scarcely under the wire when a bright young calf came out escorted by John Osborne. Bo; Orr then pushed off on his black Morgan horse to a brisk tune. Dave Murdock missed and retaliated ny heezing two more loops at the flee ing calfic and tied him up back of the pines, in about a minute, seven seconds. Gardner failed to click nor did Tom Vest. Curley Gray threw once but didn't assay a trace, but caught on the second try. The riata man broke his rope after a sweet catch. Cooper gave .an exhibition of rope spinning but failed to couple on. There were several long-timers a minute or more. Oojah Pulls the Lever Just then Oojah Ruffner pulled a new lever and a solemn-faced steer meandered out, trailed by Lee Rob inson and Frank Stevens. Half a corc other teams followed wjtli vary ing luck, some of the hardest being the breaking of Pop Heath's rope after a speedy catch with the Doctor, j More current was turned on and 21 bow-legged cowdogs who had been waiting around to give their boots a ride were given the golden. Charles Neils opened with a pair or hair-pants. Little Dud Thomas got a good hand in the deal but made a mistake and discarded one pair near the gate. Bill Gaffney rode his'n with one hand for a while and then gave an imita tion of a man kissing an ant-hill. Later he was given another mount and rode right into the money with this steer. Carter Bros, made slash ing rides, and now Jim knows who kicked all those big steers down on the ranch. Ed Hamblin gave us a little of the spice when he reversed and rode west, his face eastward ho. Lone Overton finished a bas. Frank Stevens and Bill Clark looked like some money. Rangeland Relay The rangeland relay was a swirt meeting. Five teams. Glenn shoved off his old garookuh well in the lead, but old N. B. Tyree just naturally out ran him at the next station and beat him out with the Candidate second. Round and round they went with Tyrce winding up in the -hundred-dollar pot and the Candidate seizing the fifty. After which everybody took a long breath and turned tlicrr expectant gazes toward the bulldog gers. Now, in bulldogging, the gadgelt is to ride up alongside your billick, reach out and embrace him by the pompadour and barehanded. Then you alight from your horse and just rassle your animal to the hard, dry earth. It is an exhibition that'll make a flapper forret her socks are down. Well, boss, Joe Adler was to have been the first offering, but I guess he heard the banshee calling and de clined to take a chance. James A. Allen, therefore, was next. James drew a swift yacht and they oared off together 'way out somewhere to wards the ccmeterj and forgot all about what they'd started out to do. Slim Riley made a spectacular catch, took a hammerlock and 30 seconds. But the real duck's quack was emitted when Lee Robinson surprlsea his ex with 19 seconds. ' About then Billy Whealdon, who had been clowning around, let out a whoop which was just about 17 inches above a real loud yell, and took out after old red. Billy missed him once but finally embraced him and got down on the ground with him and kissed him first on one check and then on. the other. They sat around there awhile and sort or got so friendly that Billy decided to let him go. No time. Overton drew an elastic critter that bounded hither and yon with Lon hot on his trail. The steer made for the stands, then took a dekko off to the chutes. Lon finally worked him out into tnc open and whooped 'im in 43. (Yes, and don't forget Slippery Gulch). But to get back to the doggers. Yaqui thre'w up a smoke screen around his work but made 31 at that. George Champie drew a racer and they Morvitched the three-quarters in about 57. Slim Riley looked over the bunch again and- decided no cow horse could catch up with 'em so he chose a Hudson car for his mount, and they turned him loose after old Line Back. Liney took the lead and kept it. Liney's a quarter crit ter and he slowed up in 440 yards, thinking he'd won. Right then Slim nailed him. After which Slim rode back in his car showered with the plaudits of the multitude and old Lincy went, unsung, back to the hay stack.. Oojah in the Howdah The first act of the bareback broncho riding disclosed Oojah Rufr ner ascended into liis howdah. There he stood in barbaric splendor direct ing the massacre in the arena below. Slim Riley again floundered into the limelight playing, a tune on Shimmie Shaker's ribs. Ed Hamblin cranked tip Henry and rode off to ward Granite Dells with every fender rattling and the tail light loose. Dud Thomas showed his fondness for the ladies by associating with Wild Women fpr quite a spell, visiting the corrals arid inspecting the infield. It took the . combined efforts of three cowboys to bring him safely back to the home corrals. Boss, you ought to warn the young girls to watch Dud. Barney Hinds barged out on Pce-Wce 'and continued there. Pee Wcc act5d like he'd been to the trough on.ee too often. Haunted Pa jamas wdnt sleep-walking with Reg Thomas. ' Lone Overton enjoyed a ride on "the Squawman and torrfa hawked him all the way. H. Carter is a wild boy, Doc said, riding a Wilde horse. Oscar wasn't exactly in the pink, and Howard had It easy. Jim Davis' hat went' up in the skies from White Angel, but Slick stayed with the celestial visitor and raked him from cellar to garret. Cascarets failed to move Bill Clark. The Ghost enjoyed a paroxysm to the accom paniment of a rat-tat-tat from Frank Stephen's spurs. Joe Adler next burst upon the throngs aboard Rip Van Winkle. Old Rip acted like he'd been primed with that famed cactus-juice, and the resulting blow out so enthused Prof. Terry and his crew that they immediately set in to dispense melody. That was fine, boss. Yessir! Tex Jackson got Touch-Me-Not, a new one, to the loco lodge. Tex touched him con siderable. Then L. E. Smith rode a horse that didn't care a thing for law and order. And Jim Gleason started in to take a dose of Swamp Root, but the cork backfired and Jim let go the bottle even before he'd had a good swig. The next plater was Goodwin Kcltncr and Ivory Soap. The water was stormy in the bath-tub all the time they were together, but the Soap couldn't manage to slip from under. Then Billy Clark drew a iamciess critter that hummed and hawed considerable but looked like money. Just about now, boss, the Oojah laid down his fiddle, turned his thumbs all down all ten of 'em, nnd ordered more. Lots more. Say, Boss, it was awful! But he's the Oojah and the poor punchers just had to wrangle a new bunch into the tubes and go after it some more. This time Oojah demanded saddlery. Yessir! Harry Henderson, one time champ, raked Dry Farmer from A minor to E flat. Jack Rodrigues has guaran teed to biry any horse that can throw him, and eat it. He drew the ballet ing Bolshevick and danced the set out. Meanwhile Billy Clark took time to put a new cover on the Chuck Wagon before he climbed in. The going was mighty rough. Clark disqualified. The Hcllydld didr.'t act as bad as his name and Fancher had a bonza time of it. Then came the Fried Eggs. This E'jg is accustomed to turn over in the chutes and at the cowboy meet ing Sunday it was decided, after con siderable percrutation, that this hard-boiled feature should be saddled outside. So a couple of huskies hung to the whites while Whealdon cinched his kack around in the vi cinity of the yolk. Then he climbed on and proceeded to eat him up. A ' Hefty Kick The Sunshine dazzled Lone Over ton. And more bad luck cropped out when Bed Bug fell back in the chutes with Jim Davis. Jim was dragged cut a shapeless mass but in a few minutes Doctor Yount and a few other fellers had worked him over with the hose and a gunny sack and before the end of the show Jim was hobbling about, dragging wild horses behind hjm. Yessir, boss, if you'd a got kicked like Jim did, it'd laid your whole paper up. Say, there's a paragraph apiece for a couple of rummies -that I'll bet don't know what a paragraph is. "We can't afford that." "We can't" afford that." (Boss speak ing) "Cut er down." All right. The next dish was brain food for Pardee, which the Candidate absorb ed with crebritude. Slim Riley got to sec her Roll Her Own. Stanford bobbed a bit on Grey Bob but'll get anothcr'n tomorrow. Barney Hinds interviewed Chris Totten and in a minute mere was considerable uprising when Yaqui Ordunez forked Earthquake. The final and most delectable morsel was masticated when L. E. Smith kept his appointment with Lee Howarth. Smith, who had been going pretty all afternoon ,suddenly got his wires crossed or his sparkcr carbonized or something, and when that pony left the chutes Smithy set In to do every thing he shouldn't. One judge put him down as pulling leather, losing s-tirrup, failure to scratch, and grand larceny. Howarth bucked straight into the grandstand fence and L. E. bulldogged that top rail in nothing flat, and gave us an example of the giant swing. It was worth' a dollar extra. Oojah Routs 'em Out Some of the punchers had rested up a little and Oojah routed them from their siesta and they came out with three nags apiece for the ponjr express race. The pace was terrific. Tommy Wells started out ahead, but Mister Carter, riding for Pardee, rowed in ahead. Cline second. Then the grand finale of the after noon was broadcasted. In this metee 23 bucking horses and riders . were set off all at once. It was a regular ranch bronc busting amplified 23 times and of such wave lengths that the country for miles around re sounded with the noise and the re ceiving station in Ownkawa tasted the dust. Earthquake The riders were allowed to saddle and mount in any old way they thought fit, paying no attention to stance or anything else. The earth shook, the stands rocked, the spec tators roared, the heavens split asun der (maybe couldn't have heard 'em if they had, so that isn't important). Cowpunchers got bucked off, kicked. run over, bit, stomped and wolloped. Nobody knows who got off in the lead, but the final roll-call found Jim Allen, John Fancher, Ben Tyrce and Lawton Champie, who lost saddle and all twice on the way around, all on the right side of the wire in the order named. That is all. The Oojah's thirst for gore had been satiated for the nonce and he was lifted from his howdah and placed in his chariot. The main Sparkcs plug had already returned to the headquarters and was writing out checks for the victors. Come on, boss, please take me down to the corner for that bottle of pop. ROMAINE H. LOWDERMILK. BILL FITZGERALD IS PROUD OF HIS N (From Tuesday's Dally' Bill Fitzgerald, one of the demo cratic aspirants for the sheriff nomi nation, is proud of his truly Yavapai origin. Born here, employed here all his life, he has scarcely been out of the county except on official busi ness, as when connected with the county peace officers, he has been sent with or- for prisoners. Bill is a former constable of the Prescott precinct, but for the past two years has been connected with, the city water department. A strong; husky man, Fitz is able to ride and follow a rough out-of-door life. In fact some of his best work has been in the hills when his duties have called him out with posses. Fitzgerald is married and has a family of children whom he is rais ing to be H2ssayarapers. FOURTH OF JULYSERS DO HONOR TO FOURTH (Continued from page 1) steer-tying. Cline and Ritter did it in 32 4-5 which was beaucoup a plenty. None of the other four teams beat that. Considerable hu mor was dished out when Wheeler came forth followed by Tom Wag oner loudly adjuring him to pay strict attention to -business. Wheeler missed. Tom poked a large hole in the stormy end of his old seego and snapped up the beef for his pardner to tie in fair time. Oojah Ruffner's gaze fell upon the herd of wild steers still in the pen. He grinned, licked his lips, spat and clanged the toscin. Twenty-one riders answered the summons and lined up for their turns. Things hap pened rapidly - for awhile. Slim Riley was the only boy to tackle it one handed. Slim made good rides but drew placid steers. Billy Clark made a tidy but toppling ride. Carter Bros, looked like some money. Jim Davis, who was injured two days ago in the saddle bucking and again yesterday morning put up a napoo ride for all his wounds. Champie's ox failed to register much emotion and Ellis seemed to get a glimpse at the purse. Hilly jNicai, a cowgirl in lull regalia, made a spectacular ride, gig ging her mount from basemci to ridgepole and back down the wind ing stairs. Trcs chic. The sleek rangeland relay horses were brought out and given the high ball. Wells got off in the lead and none of the others could persuade him to .come 1ack and ride with them. Cline and Robinson followed him to the bitter end. The bulldogging was the feature sonic folks paid their dollar to see. It's a blood-curdling exhibition even when pulled off in an orthodox man ner. But when there come up a lot of unapostolical occurrences such as always embellish this event as broad casted from Prescott's arena well, Boss, I looked through the whole 40 volumes of your "Editor's Ency clopedia and Dictionary" and there isn't a dang word there that'll it. Anyhow, Slim Riley pulled the cork and wigged his'n in 35 3-4. Jim Al len took a long dive and jack-knifed at the chutes minus his steer. Cham pic did likewise .up . by the pop. Yaqui Ordunez drew a fleet bate of durra but managed to whap him after while. Riley repeated his performance of bulldogging from a motor car. Bar ney Hinklc, a real hand from New Mexico, consented to dog his steer with one hand, that .being all he's ot. Barney borrowed somebody's nag to ride in the event. Well, Boss, tfuxt little pony could just pass any thing on the road except a veteri nary s otticc. Consequently Slim never caught up with the first steer a-tall but on the second try Barney hung on an extra gun and filled his pockets with rocks and connected over by the quarter pole, "tipping up his steer in about 31. Whereupon Prof. Terry's -windjam mers dispensed tin poco harmony upon the flute, the sackbut, and the harp. Much to the edification of all present. Meanwhile Ooojah Ruffner dis mounted from the royal mule and ascended once more to his howdah from whence he proceeded to "Tim 'em out wild." There was consid erable salad in this crock. The first forkful brought out Lone Overton upon Pee Wee. Jim Davis bobbed up. for his date with the Wild Wo man. Jim' gouged this Iadv from French-heels to hair-net with aridity, whatever that is. Keltner then tax ied out in the Ford. One wheel seemed to want to go north while the others craved the southwest. The steering gear broke and put Tom Bate over the barricade. Chances looked napoo for a wreck just then but the Ford got in reverse and shot back to the chutes. The next berry was a dance in which II. Carter and the Shimmy Shaker were the chief participants. It was a whirlwind. Stephens 'got Touch Me Not and touched him up for all that pony was worth, which didn't assay very high.-Jackson drew a thing yclept Devil Dog. Jack whistled and coaxed and snapped his fingers until tlfc Dog came up and ate the biscuit cut out for him. Here Haunted Pajamas stepped up and tried his fade-away on Dud Thomas. But it didn't work. Dud wielded a mean bat and dusted the Pajamas off to a fare-ye-well. Following which L. E. Smith, the ex-trapeze per former, held tryst with Billy Buck and made a dekko ride, passing up another good chance to bulldog Tom Bate. Slim Riley sort of dozed off, so of course Cascarets had an excellent chance to work, dripping Slim at- the feet of our governor. Rip Vani Winkle agsin imbibed a few draughts of the gnome's brew and cocked his head on one side, pulled himself up by the roots and set hrm'self out in a new place. Then he repeated the last' two bars aided along by the spurs of Billy Clark who tipped alarmingly but s,tuck. Alimony Blues failed to write out much of a . check for Barney Hinds but the latter put up a hy-iu ride. The next explosion was Ed Hamblin and the Twin Beds. Ed tried first one bed and then the other, finally selecting a soft spot in tlie middle of the best one and remained there for a good ride. The duel between R. Thomas and Darned If I Do degenerated into a sort of steeple chase and wound up by put ting R. over the fence after his ride was finished. Announcer Pardee then told the customers that the next event would be an Orojana race to determine just who is the biggest cow thief in the southwest. Twenty-one ropers came out to contest for the title and a lone steer was released about half a block ahead of 'em all. The ropers then lit in after the supposed maverick. From out the tangle of ropes and riders there issued Van Dickson rampant. Winner! In the world's championship bronc riding Bill Whealdon, the clown, got a hollow -ground, self - stropping razorback which started out to shave Billy off. Billy honed him both ways and then took him to the ground for a box of polish. Later Billy was given another mount and rode him for a goal. Rodriguez took his pony back to the corrals, cuffing him all the way. Yaqui's horse bucked awhile, pitched some and then stood up like a pet pup beg ging for a T-bone. Good ride. The next crate of poison gas was sup plied by Harry Henderson who ship ped out on Vinegaroan in a potent manner. John Taylor issued out with his spurs slinging around in the pleural regions of She Rolls Her Own. The most watched for affair was that of Ritchie Lewis, present world's champion, who came up to the breakfast table for his dish of Grapenuts. The champ is handi capped by a spinal injury received in the contest at Wickenburg more than a year ago. He was willing and so was his mount. Moonlight Jin Stanford came out of the shade and mounted a hot little pitching machine named Sunshine. Sunshine sure rattled on the roof but Stanford just went him one better and rode safe as a ghost at a colored picnic. The next couple was from the dude hotel at Castle Hot., Lawton Cham pie wanted to see if his saddle was really the demountable rimmy it ap peared to be in the wild horse race t'other day. He hoed Dry Farmer in a well cultivated ride. In here Lester tried to inject a few remarks via the megaphone but sounded like a Digger Indian with congested lungs so whatever he said deponent saycth not. Anyhow, Boss, something happened. Doc Pardee then climbed over the wheel into the Chuckwagon, took the reins and threw off the brake. He let 'cr go clean' to the bottom of the hill, tromping on the dash-board all the way. Jim Davis got that anarchy Bolshevik and showed him plainly that bolshevists are'not welcome in Prescotty. Tom Cook and Hellydid failed to function. Slim Riley under took to unscramble the Fried Eggs with considerable success. Then came the wild boss race. Boss, I just know there's no use of me looking up any more words in that encyclopedia. Thirty-seven cow boys saddled 37 fuzzy broncs and rode 'em one and all in one grand, final concert. Dust rose in clouds. Hoofs thudded on the ground and wild riders whooped in the air. Win dows in Jerome rattled, boards fell from the fences and the seismograph in Hong Kong was wrecked. Thus ended the second day. And, say, Boss, that wasn't pop in that bottle. LAND IN IS KING CHANCE . TO BE SUPERVISO Louis J. Haselfeld Is a democratic supcrvisoral candidate who hopes to reach many democratic readers with an announcement of his candidacy in the Journal-Miner. Mr. Haselfeld is a merchant of Kirkland, where he takes a leading part in the life of that little com munity. If nominated, he will com pete with the republican aspirant for the district comprising the south half of Prescott and the country toward Wickenburg. Mr. Haselfeld is a suc cessful businessman and as a candi date, is stressing the business side of the supcrvisoral duties. The Journal-Miner job department produces up-to-date commercial work at short notice and at reasonable prices. WHAT THE LEGION IS, HAS DONE AND WILL DO, TOLD IN THE WORDS OF LEGIONNAIRE By GEORGE W. NILSSON Member, National Speaker's Bureau, the American Legion Some men are still asking: What is this American Legion today, what is its extent, what is its power what does.it stand for, what has it done? Only a small proportion of Ameri cans still ask these questions, but among them are a few serivce men. This American Legion .is the cit izen soldiery of America, organized for the good of America. In four years it has developed from a ten tative idea into the greatest pa triotic institution in the republic. It is organized throughout all Amer ica and the possessions overseas and in the domains of our great allies in the world war and wherever over the world the fighting youth of America have wandered since the war. ' It is made up of one million fighting Americans organized in over eleven thousand posts. These far-off climes know the legion. The legion is centered in America, its posts are organized in practically every community in America. Its national organization is coterminous with the organization of the republfc. When the men came back from France or from the train1 iilg camps they got together in their home towns to preserve their friendships and their memories of the service. This is how the Amer ican Legion was born. The legion was builded from be low, not planned from above. Its building was inevitable from the mo ment the American army came into existence. In America alone among the nations all national wars have been followed by the organization of great veteran's societies. The reason is that all American wars have been popular wars and have been fought and won by free citizens. And these on returning home, having learned the glory of the service of America through long hardships and suffer ing, have organized to perpetuate the spirit of that service in civil life. Thus came about the Grand Army of the Republic, thus the United Confederate Veterans, thus the Vet erans of the Spanish war, and thus, as well, the American Legion, the logical successor of all these. This, legion, has ct a record wor thy of the men who make it up, those men who bore the banner of America in war. It is the one reaf ail-American organization devoted sincerely and actively to the good of, the republic. The legion claims its right above all other organiza tions to speak for the republic, to , act for the republic; for what other organization is better qualified, or qualified half so well? The legion is the one great representative or ganization of the citizenry of Amer ica. It is made tip of men who served America in war; and that war called all citizens alike. Thus it is committed to no class; no party, no' private interests. Its membership has been built op on the broad com mon ground of American citizenship alone. Furthermore, this membership .is made up of men who came to know the splendor of the service of Amer ica through the long hardships and sufferings of war. When a man goes through danger and bitted toil for an ideal, that ideal wiH stay fixed in his mind as long as that man lives. Here are a few of the things this legion has done and is doing and will do. Nobody in America will now deny the bitter and damnable neglect en countered directly after the war by those men broken in the war and by their dependents and by the wives and children of those who died in this war for America. This is not an accusation, it is a statement of fact. To the generous and careless American people, the war was over and new problems had arrived that called for their attention. Generous appropriations had been made for the care of the soldiers and there fore all must be well. The nation forgot the problems of inefficiency, of confusion and red tape in the working out of soldiers' relief. This whole great problem was intrusted to a subsidiary department of. a de partment of theFederal Veteran. All those agencies were centered m Washington City. The individual in distress could not get in touch with the agency for his relief. So the broken soldier struggled on without hope and oh! sharpest ingratitude! the families of men who died for the republic faced the .want of the necessities of life. It was the American Legion that faced this problem, it was the legion thai wiped away this disgrace. For three years the legion fought the fight of the disabled and fought for the wives and children of the dead. It was none other than this legion that forced the establishment of the Veterans' bureau of the United States under one head responsible to ' no man but the president himself, and cut away the red tape in Washington and split that bureau into fourteen divisions for the fourteen great re gions of the United States and brought the possibility of relief to every man, woman and child who was in distress as result of the ser vice of America in war.- There .are other bad things the le gion has faced and beaten. Every man who went to the w-r made a financial sacrifice. Often he re turned to find his "occupation gone, his job given over to some stay-at-home. The legion took up the case of this man from the beginning. For four years it has fought for the employment of service men. Last winter saw the most serious indus trial depression America has under gone for many years. Men who had served America in battle walked the streets of the cities of America in vain search for work that they might live. These men numbered by the hundreds of thousands. You all know the results of the employment campaign undertaken by the legion at this time. Work was found for four hundred thousand ex-service men four hundred thousand were given a chance to face the world again; In every community of America there is a legion post established, made up of the young1 men of that community who saw service in war. It is part of the community and a part of the legion. It links this community with eleven thousand other American communities in . the work the legion is doing for edu cation, for civic betterment, for the good of the nation at large. The young men of this post have learned the lesson of service and are applying it for their home town. 1 Whatever this post does for its Ilfcme town is passed on to every other post in the legion if the idea is good. This legion is based on the consti tution of the United States which its members went into the military ser vice to uphold. This constitution is the greatest expression ever known of the American ideal of liberty un der law. To the maintenance of this constitution, which is the soul of America, the legion Is pledged In peace as well as in war. It is pled ged to the maintenance of all free American institutions and Is devoted to that active spirit of liberty with out which this republic would be an empty shell. Today the legion has a million men. A dealer in figures would say, this is one per cent of the popula tion of America. A dealer in moral values would report far otherwise. It is one per cent in that sense in which the cutting edge of a cold chisel is one per cent of that chisel's total weight. It is a one per cent made up of young and active Amer ican citizens shaped in the service of America and tempered In the fires of hard experiences undergone. This is the American legion. It has brought all its great efforts Into play consistently for the nation and the defenders of the nation. It has done great things already. It is es tablished as a living force in Amer ica. It is going forward for the good of America while this gener ation of men endures. EISBE (Continued from page onej day would come when the records of the Hassayampa Pioneer society would be given an honored place in museums and historical collections of the United States. The same idea was expressed by Chief Justice Henry D. Ross. Mrs. Ida Moshcr was re-elected president of the association, Robert E. Morrison, vice-president; Joseph Campbell, secretary; State Historian McClintock, historical secretary. The society plans to interest itself in the preservation of early land marks such as the territorial gover nor's mansion and Fort Misery. The suggestion was made that headquar ters for the society might be secured in the territorial mansion when that building is rehabilitated by the city in accordance with the terms of the old grant from the state. Attractive copper badges bearing a bas-relief of the mansion and the lettering of the Hassayampa Pio neers' society were presented the members. Try a Journal-Miner want ad.