Wherever I spent a small American coin, I was sure to receive nearly a handful of Mexican coins in change. A toll bridge spans the river and connects the two cities. An American collects the toll on the El Paso side and a Mexican on the Juarez side. It cost me two cents to cross each way. While in El Paso I heard a great deal of talk about the high wages paid laborers in Bisbee, Ariz., and as it was only a few miles out of my way going to Tucson, I decided to stop over there a few days. I shoveled coal on an El Paso and Southwestern freight train from El Paso to Douglas, a distance of 200 miles. Douglas, Ariz., is a small place of about two thousand population, and is twenty-seven miles from Bisbee. When we reached Douglas the engineer and the fireman invited me to take dinner with them. The engineer offered to get me a place in the large railroad shops located there as apprentice boy at $2.50 per day, but I told him I would go on to Bisbee and try that town for a job first. In this country a man willing to work can always find dozens of jobs waiting for him. Nearly everything is white labor, and its very seldom you are offered less than $3.50 to $4.50 per day for eight hours work. The largest smelter plant in the world is located at Douglas. (Its the old plant removed from Bisbee.) The ore train (heaviest tonnage train in the world) hauls the crude ore from the mines in Bisbee to the Douglas smelters. I stayed over one night in Douglas, and the next morning at daylight caught the ore train with its long line of empty, iron-bound cars, bound for Bisbee. At Osborne Junction a miner got into the car I was in. He was also going to Bisbee. We left the cars on a side-track at Don Luis and started out to walk the remaining two miles to Bisbee, "The Greatest Mining Camp on Earth." My first impression of Bisbee was certainly not a very favorable one. The town is surrounded by high mountain ranges, making a sewerage system next to impossible. The waste matter of Bisbee is hauled away in wooden boxes with teams. On account of this poor sewerage Bisbee suffers every summer with an epidemic of typhoid fever and smallpox. There is always the presence of a fearful stench upon the streets. All of the streets are very narrow, winding and short. Most of the dwelling houses are built one above the other up the mountain sides, and are reached by narrow, winding paths. Main street and Brewery Gulch are the two principal business streets. On either of these streets, day or night, one always finds a large crowd of miners and gamblers--speaking of gambling, Bisbee is a typical Western town in this respect. There are over twenty public gambling halls there. Every saloon has its gambling hall, and in the rear a band of musicians. The doors are thrown wide open and the window shades are never drawn.