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"Bad Eggs"

From A tenderfoot in southern California
by Mina Deane Halsey

ARROWHEAD Hot Springs is another place I visited.

It's a beautiful spot--aint no place up there to spend your money, except to give it to the landlord, and anyone else standing around. Funny--the hotel folder reads, "No tips allowed. Any employee accepting same will be fired." But they were all fire proof, I found.

No, there aint much excitement up there. Its a fine place to sleep, Bill, if they'd let you. But they wake you up before daylight with ding-dong bells, like they do at some Sparring place in Europe, when you'd give your old hat to sleep until noon, and shorten up the day a little. If you follow the doctors orders, you must go down before breakfast and drink from the babbling brook. That water certainly does babble, all right. In fact, it talks right out loud. And it spells "Bad Eggs" very plainly even if you was blind and couldnt read.

By gum, Bill, you have to hold your nose to get any where near the dipper.

The water is scalding hot, and they said you could boil an egg in it. Some one certainly must have cornered a whole hen yard once and dumped hen fruit in by the car load.

Of course they didnt, Bill, but I'm only trying to give you a faint idea of how bad that water smells.

The Arrowhead itself is worth going miles to see, and some day the hotel people will make every tourist that arrives put on blinders and charge 'em two bits for a view of it.