BY: Stan Adler,Mathilde Schaefer

EVERY now and again vagabondage or newspaper bondage takes me to the remote towns and metropoli of Arizona. On such occasions my acquaintances in these places all know where I come from and strangers who meet me, after one consternated look, make inquiries at the drop of the hat. They are told with no small touch of dramatic fanfare that I am the bard of Brewery Gulch. The sound of that old arroyo always has the vibrant effect of a Mozartian chord and makes strong men gasp audibly. A dreamy look of aspiration flares on the pans of the listeners and they invariably unburden their souls. "I'll hafta see the Gulch sometime," they declare forensically. "What's it like?"

Now when Caesar set out to depict Gaul, he had something of a snap there because Gaul was divided into three wards and the voters in all of them were unglamorous mugs. But in setting out to give the lowdown on Brewery Gulch and its environs, you cut yourself quite a slice of pastry because it's every

Brewery Gulch In Bisbee Most Picturesque Street In America By Stan Adler

man for himself along the Gulch and each man has as many facets as a cracked iceberg. And when you get down to the femininious factorboy, howdy! you would need as many stops on the keys of a typewriter as there are on the keys of a cathedral pipe organ to do it justice. Brewery Gulch is the utopia of color and the alfalfa and omega of turbulent homosity, if that all means what I think it does. And yet, I am going to attempt to wrangle a word picture for you of Brewery Gulch and of its suburbs-Bisbee, Warren and the world famed Country Club.

The world was created for men to labor in six days a week and Brewery Gulch was created for them to roister in seven nights during a similar period. It is a winding canyon between two high hills and affords privacy from the outer world for its quaint ceremonies, much in the manner of mystic Thibet. Apart from a certain encroachment of famili ous domesticity at its lower end, the edi-ficial nature of the Gulch is split between (Turn to Page 40)