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there throughout the house. One on the main 

 entrance door read, "Closed on account of wind. 

 Pass through the office and if the clerk objects, 

 kick him." 



There was no dining room attached to the ho- 

 tel, and we took our meals at one of the Japan- 

 ese or Chinese restaurants. There are no other 

 restaurants in Winslow, save the Harvey 

 House. We did very well, for we had long 

 since passed the particular stage. John did 

 find some fault, however, when a steak was 

 served him with a spider as large as his thumb 

 nail, its legs nicely spread out, and a large 

 horse fly fried brown and greasy on top. He 

 said he could stand one at a time, but two on 

 one piece of steak was too much. 



Winslow is said to be the liveliest town of 

 its size in Arizona. It has some two thousand 

 residents who are irrigated by eleven busy sa- 

 loons. The day after we arrived there a gun 

 fight took place in the Mexican quarter but no 

 one was seriously injured. The day we left 

 town the bartender in the Wigwam saloon had 

 a misunderstanding with the gentleman who 

 presided over the bar in the Mission saloon and 

 the former ceased his earthly activities. The 

 gentleman of the Mission saloon was too handy 

 with his gun. 



