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The man or woman who has become
interested in golf must needs know
something of its origin over in Scot
land. In his book, The Art of Golf,
Sir w. G. Simpson tells the following
pretty story as to how the game had
its beginning:
"A shepherd tending his sheep
would often chance upon round peb-
BILE, and, having MS crook in his
hand, would strike it away; for 1t
is as inevitable that a man with a
stick in his hand should aim blow
at any loose object lying in his path
as that he should breathe. Over pas
lures green this led to nothing; but
once on time certain shepherd,
feeding his sheep on links. perhaps
that of St Andrews, rolled one OF
these stones into a rabbit scrape.
Marry quoth be. I could not dc
that if | tried, thought which nerved
him to the attempt. But man can
not long persevere alone in any ardu
Gus undertaking, SO Mr.. Shepherd
hailed another. who was hard by, tc
witness his endeavor. That is easy.
said the friend. and, trying, failed
| They now searched the grass for the
roundest stones, and having deepenet
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IT SPOILED HIS HONEYMOON.
Happy Groom Mixed with Patent Med
icjne Terrible Example.

Happy Groom Mixed with Patent Med.
icine Terrible Example.
There is one man who recently de-
manded an interview with the editor
of his home paper who is deserving or
universal sympathy. He was a re-
Gently made benedict
My name, sir, is Lambkin, he
cried on being ushered into the edi-
toriaI room. Il was married last
week"
Let me offer my congratulations,
Mr. Lambkin," said the editor. Il am
glad to see you. BY the way, we pub
lsh in this mornings paper quite a
full account of your wedding"
Yes, sir. l saw it"
You have come, perhaps, to order
some extra COPIES said the editor.
Il have come. sir. for personal sat
isfaction. Your reporter asked for
photographs of Mrs. Lambllin and my
self to use in describing the wedding,
sir"
Yes, didn't he" interjected the
editor.
He said he would have engravings
made from them and place them in
the article he wrote about the at
fair
Yes. That was DONE" said the
editor.
And some lop-eared, bow-legged
printer in this Office mixed up the por-
traits, SIR" continued the rufhed Mr.
Lambkin. You publish me this morn
ing, sir in your advertising columns as
a barber who had suffered for fifteen
years from broken back and a sore
throat and had been cured by TWEEN
ty-seven bottles of DR.. Billjaw's Com
pound Extract of Hankus Pankus, and
you placed the portrait OF that con-
| founded barber in your account OF my
| wedding, sir. You can stop my paper,
sir. And now will you show me the
| typesetting department of the office?
| l am on the warpath this morning,
| sir, and | am going to find the man
who mixed those Illustrations.
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played. The bandsmen put their whole
souls into their playing that day
and the melody sounded exceptionally
fine al Lincoln's son, who was
standing on the White House steps
with his father, asked the president:
Dad. what's the tune that resi-
mental band from Massachusetts is
playiEg?'
Mr. Lincoln's fancy had been
caught by the air, too. He asked
Col Millard about 1t, and, on learning
that it was his own, complimented
him on it.
'Millard died in New York about
three years ago poor and practically
unknown He was not buried with
military honors. for few remembered
his services to his country. But his
memory will live in that song he
wrote After the war he held an
office in the custom house until Cleve-
lands second term, when he was dis
charged He told me once that it was
through Lincoln's influence that he
got the job published another of
Millard's compositions called When
the Tide Comes In but it will never
equal The Flag of the Free in popu'
larity and endurance.
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HOW TO KEEP YOUNG.
Women Have Long Been Interested IN
.aA DnnklAx,n

Women Have Long Been Interested in
the Important Problem.
The problem of how to keep young,
or to keep from looking old, has en-
gagged the thoughts of both men and
women ever since the world began.
Women especially have shown deep
interest in the veXatious matter, for
their influence with men has always
depended much on physical freshness
and beauty. Numerous writer's have
contributed their views as to defylng
the riddle of the ravages OF time. The
latest well-known writer to discourse
on the familiar theme is Max O'Rell.
Without giving recipe for the pres
eryation of beauty, NJ. Blouet drops
many useful hints as to the causes
which lead to the unnaturally early
disappearance of youth in some peo'
ple. Bad temper and lack OF humor
are. in his opinion, the two greatest
enemies of youth and beauty. Max
O'Rell thinks that with the aid OF
sense of humor and good temper
woman can be young and beautiful
until so. After so he can offer no ad
vice on the subject
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"One of the old patriotic songs that
has outlived most Of its competitors
and seems likely to last for All time
is The Flag Of the Free, said
music publisher, and it has little
history of it's own. For one thing,
it was composed under circumstances
which ought to give it the right sort
of ring.
Harrison Millard composed it when
the civil war was at its height Mil
lard had enlisted in one OF the Massa-
chusetts volunteer regiments. He had
Just returned from an extended tour
through Europe, where he had studied
music and had appeared as concert
singer. He fought bravely at the
front and rose to the rank OF colonel;
and in odd moments he used to write
music. One day he finished a new
composition which he named The
Flag of the Free and gave ii to the
regimental band to play. 1t became
very popular with the men in the
regiment and at their request was
often played when they were on the
march.
when Harrison's regiment was re-
viewed at Washington by President
Lincoln that was the air its band
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HE WAS SCARED WHITE.
Strange Effect Of Terror on the Negro
Cook Of a Ship.

Strange Effect Of Terror on the Negro
Cook Of a Ship.
Fear of death in the midst OF
storm which threatened to send the
schooner Fred A. Small to the bottom
is said to have changed Herm Blanco,
a full-blooded negro, into white man.
The change lasted three days. Then,
so the story goes, Blanco's natural
color asserted itself once more, and
he resumed his place on shipboard as
man Of ebony.
Il had heard of a negro turning
white from fright" said Captain Il. r..
Thompson of the Small, but it was
tne first time | ever saw such trans
formation. Ordinarily Blanco is as
black as night, but while the storm
lasted he was almost as white as
snow"
In wrecked condition the schooner
came into port yesterday, and was
towed to drydock. Three weeks ago
she left valparaiso with cargo OF
wood, birds, and monkeys. Six days
later she ran into a severe storm. For
four days and nights her crew was
kept on deck. On the fifth day top
mast and bowsprit WEI by the board.
All this time Blanco, the cook, is said
to have grown whittier and whiter.-
New York Mail and Express.
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GOVERNOR HAS GOOD NAME
Idaho's Executive Found an Appre-
ciative Friend.

Out in Idaho the people are not all
wild and woolly. Not long ago the
governor of the state visited the Of
fee of the surveyor general. This
letter. which is now in the files of
the civil service commission in Wash
ington, was sent to the governor by
the staff in the office:
Dear Governor: When your earthly
course is done and you will reach
the borders of Styx, still bearing aloft
the love torch and the friendly and
beneficent banner, the ancient ferry
man will, we know, receive you with
love and reverences and give you a
safe transit with Joy and thanksgiv-
ing.
"Rhadamanthus will hail you with
a glad We'll done!' and escort you
to the rose-embowered gateway of the
fields elysian.
..On golden hinges turning. the
pearly gates will swing wide open
and blessed spirits uttering joy vii
bid you thrice welcome.
Your countless friends cannot &c
all the way, dear governor, with you
as we are not all SO worthy as thou
knight Of natures nobility, hut w
will try to initiate your example, ex
coDt In what is inimitable, and shal
The Jennings daily record., 1902-08-15
Vegetable That Coughs.

Neither man, nor the entire animal
kingdom, has monopoly on coughing
or even getting red in the face in
an effort to throw OFF foreign sub.
stances. Before there was a verte'
brate on the earth, while man was In
process of evolution through the vege.
table world, Etada Tuessin-that is
what the botaDiStS call him, while we
know him as the coughing beam
coughed, got red in the face, and
blew the dust out of his lungs.
Recently botanists have been Civ
ing special attention to this bean, and
tell interesting things about it. 1t is
native of warm and moist tropical
countries and objects most emphati'
cally to dust. 1t has an effective means
of getting rid of Objectionable mat
ter.
When dust settles on the breathing
pores in the leaves of the plant and
chokes them gas accumulates inside
and, when it gains sufficient pressure
there comes ali explosion with sound
exactly like coughNg, says the Wash
ington Times, and he dust is blown
| from it's lodgment.
And; more strange still, the plant
gets red in the face through the ef
fort.
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Gage cannot wither nor custom
stale their infinite Variety" quoted
the board of trade man as he famed
himself with his hat and expelled
his breath with half whistle.
But it's true,'s protected the leath.
or merchant. drawing up a rocker ami
sinking into it with q sigh. He
doesn't look like much OF fisher
man, and liar doesn't usually show
it-not If he's much of liar-so
was rather inclined to disbelieve him
myself when he told me about catch
ing any such string as that. !
haven't had thirty-two bites. let alone
thirty-two fish, since I've been here
Fish bites, l suppose you mean,
suggested the judge.
Certainly" assented the leather
merchant OF course" he resumed.
I'VE might possibly have believed that
he caught thirty-two fish, with lib
eral discount for immediate credence
il he had had the fish to show for it;
but to come back and say that the
string had broken loose from the
boat and he had lost them all seemed
a little strong
ut did indeed" agreed the Judge.
"There is no precedent for letting
more than one fish get away at d
time Testimony introduced to that
effect should at least be supported by
the affidavits of witnesses. This
man offered no material evidence in
corroboration of the story, be-
lieve?"
HE showed the rod he caught EN-
| with, told the number, the kind and
| the probable weight, and offered to
lick any man who said it wasn't SO,
explained the leather merchant.
81 don't think ! would have said
anything about it myself. said the
board of trade man. I'm sorry he
| told it,
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THE ORIGIN OF GOLF
First Played with Shepherds crook ana
Pebble.

the rabbit scrape, SO that the stones
might not jump out of it, they set
themselves to practice putting.
The stronger but less skilled shep-
herd, finding himself worsted at the
amusement, protested that it was
fairer test of skill to play for the
hole from a considerable distance.
With this arranged, the game was
found to be much more varied and in
teresting. The sheep having mean
while strayed, the shepherds had to
so after them.
This proving an exceedingly irk'
some interruption, they hit upon the
ingenious device of mailing a circular
course of holes, which enabled them
to play and herd at the same time.
These holes being now many and far
apart. it became necessary to mark
their whereabouts, which was easily
done by means of tag of wool from
| a sheep attached to stick, primi
| tive kind of flag still used on many
| greens, almost in its original form
| Since these early days the essentials
of the game have altered but little
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-
face wore always look of strained
expectancy, whose eyes were on the
hill.
One afternoon a shadow fell on the
Miller's porch.
Its me-" said his near neighbor,
sitting on the step, and putting down
white bowl she carried.
BE you expectin' company?'
! Silence. Men have such refugees.
"The mills a srindin, well, amt it?"
Silence.
"Tain't good fer men ter live
alone the neighbor sprang to her
feet angrily.
BE you disgruntled?" she asked.
Il be- grimly.
Then I'll jes take myself n my
boneset home
The old man reached out and took
the boneset.
"Swallowin' war better n ex-
painin," he told himself feebly.
Anything war better n eXplainin."
But there came an afternoon
laughing heart of the river opal mist
OF the hills. and joy in an old mans
soul. She was coming-she was COM
| ing
She came slowly and as she neared
the river the Miller saw that she was
alone, and that detection was in every
curve of her sweet young body.
She crossed the bridge, sat down on
the rock and leaned her chin on her
hand.
The Miller watched her longingly.
AS one comforts a child whose hand
is sore, he would have comforted her.
Lost in reverie, she failed to see the
young vigorous figure that swung
down the hill.
The Miller saw it. He knew it we'll
and as it turned as if to mount the
hill. he rose from his chair and
shouted:
Hi, there!" And again, Hi,
there!'
.. You be ole fool Leander Ship
man" he painted, as he sank back into
his chair. "A dorgorn fool
In spite of the fact, he chuckled
gleefully.
The man having turned and seen
the white, still girl on the rock, ran
down the decline, crossed the bridge
at a bound and sank down beside her
His words came with a rush. II
seemed he feared he might not say
them if he stopped.
The girl listened quietly So quiet
ly that the old listeners hands clasp
ed and unclasped themselves nervous
ly. But at last she was talking.
Just year ago." she said. "a gir
met man who didn't belong in tn,
society that was her natural element
At first his Indifference piqued her
She had not known many men VIII,
were Indifferent to her. We nigh
call her an edition de luxe. Life hat
been very good to her-at least sh
thought so until she met the man
After she knew him she found ou
Just how empty the old. gay, smar
T" life was. She wanted to live hi
strong, vigorous life, to bring to hir
9 what he lacked warmth, Intimacy,
woman's love-but she couldn't III
aslled-and so her prayer was tha
e he might not know"
r Down here they met again-au
n parted. He held her fingers and sal
goodbye to her. She was billow
q chiffon, lace and perfumed silk t
a him-nothing more. He thought sh
v couldn't stand life's battle, that bar
l. walls would crush her spirit, and g
), he left her-to live it out as best sh
d could-with mocking and laughter
II and despair"
] The girl got to her feet and atoo
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looking out over the darkening land.
scape. When she turned the man
stood beside her.
He made no attempt to defend him.
self, but his eyes clung to hers.
"You don't deserve me-" she said.
severely.
NO." humbly.
'Nor this She put her white
arms about his throat.
"IIl be dorgorn eff you amt a-cry-
in" said the old man. soft-like. to
himself.
They turned.
Heart Of the leaping river. purple
dusk of the hills and peace in an old
mans soul.
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THE pity O. hit, the pity O hit" he
moaned. "The Leetle Apple Blossom
loves him, Lord, she loves him-an'
he's jes tumbled into a bed O. roses
with the dew on 'em. Somethin' is
a-keepin' back the words, though, n
the leetle gal jes has ter wait. But
when her lips trimble n she laffs,
low like, Lord, l want ter git my ole
hans on him"
Time had been reckoned from the
afternoon that the young people came
into the Miller's life, it was now
counted from the day that they went
out of it.
1.-TWO evenin's," he would say,
"three-four."
The lonely little house by the river;
the pathos of the quiet figure whose
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Pensions for Employees.

H. H. Vreeland. president of the
Metropolitan street railway of New
York has arranged pension plan
whereby those who have been at least
twenty-five years in the service of
that corporation and have reached the
age of retirement will receive from
Is to 40 per cent of their annual sal
ary. The system includes all en-
ployes whose wages are less thar
g.. 200 year.
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An Old Mans Diversion.


by SARA LINDSAY COLEMAN.
(Copyright. 1902, by Daily Story Pub. Coz
The sun hung low in the west, and
q breeze from the river stirred the
vines that climbed on the Miller's
porch. ~
1t was always very quite there late
afternoons, and the Miller, an old
man, sat there after the days hard
work was done and watched the
night settle down.
One afternoon, his reverie was
broken into by the sound of voices.
He looked out to see man and
woman walking slowly past his home.
Both were young. The girl was
more than pretty-her charm trans
cended beauty. 1t caught the old
mans eye just as it turned heads on
crowded city pavements. faint frag-
rance floated by with her, and as the
old man leaned from his sheltering
vines the sun glinted and rippled on
her bright brown hair.
"Tain't material to be as goodlookin'
as that n jes as big as fairy" he
said under his breath like.
"Courtin' couples jes materially take
to water"
The two had crossed a foot bridge
and stepped over the rocks to settle
on the large one which projected into
the river.
II wonder, naow," the old man com
muned with himself, "ef l should go
in? Hits mighty pleasant out here.
I'll jes Civ 'em warnin'." He coughed
"a cough that wouldn't have startled
q mouse.
A moment later he coughed again
and vigorously puffed at his old pipe.
Then he settled back in his chair,
his nostrils twitching with contempt.
"Jes books" he muttered. An
she be lookin' like a apple blossom
leanin' back thar with them good fer
nothin' leetle hans clasped loose
like
The sunset gates unbarred to let
the day through, and the good fer
"nothin' leetle hans" were lifted to
meet the clasp of stronger ones above
her as she sprang to her feet and
turned toward the west.
''Jes books" he muttered again, as
snatches of their talk hoated to him
After they passed he got up and
knocked the ashes from his pipe.
Hit pears to me-" he said reflec'
lively. that city fellers be degener
atin'-a-tai. in books ter a gal like
that
Gosh, Marier,' said the Miller the
next afternoon, "ef them young folks
ol1 s,,s {o11 -;,>
bout picters! Pears like they've
come a considerable step ter tall
picters!"
"Taint likely" said the old mar
as he sat on his porch the third after
noon, and looked anxiousy up the
road, that they'll come agin. l low
they air a-visitin up at the mill Presi
dents. l heerd party war up thar.
His eyes searched the road tha
wound from the river to the hill, ant
he sighed with satisfaction as he sa
back in his chair, for the airy white
figure on the brow OF the hill sill
houetted against the enkindled cloud
was The Leetle Apple Blossom.
The days rounded through pei
fumcd dawns alive with birds, an,
mtddayS OF SHADOWS ana quiet Wlnd
to the fternoons-wonderfuI afte,
moons in which the sun, big and bloo
red, slipped slowly down the sky
golden afternoons, for the man an
the maid came always to the rock
in the river.
The two had become the centra
point of the old mans consciousness
He thought of them bs day an
dreamed of them at night.
Little personal traits OF the girl
reached out to him like careSSes. He
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c,,ick way of leaning forward as she
talked. the movements of her slender
hands. her laugh with its ripping run
of mirth, the lift OF her chin.
From long-gone summer he re-
volSed memory that fingered like
1870 aroma in his heart-a memory
ess1 4 crave. He had dwelt with Soil
4,,Ge. Il had taught him many things.
l1 p ~ fhefr light talk drifted on and
S-1ewaa that the thoughts OF
wof,e novOe uttered.
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HAD TOLD THE TRUTH
Fully Corroborsted Oy nro"er


I'm not" said the leather mer-
chant, decidedly. 'lt was injudicious,
perhaps, but as it happened it turned
out all right. He did catch the fish.
I'll tell you how l know it,
I'm nothing If I'm not perseve.
ing" continued the leather merchant.
And this afternoon l thought I'd try
1t again. l took minnows and worms
and flies, all three. thought I'd suit
the appetite of the most fastidlous
fish that ever wiggled tail. If there
was a tail wiggling in the lake
which l doubted. got out into the
middle of the lake, mark you. put on
a worm and dropped in my line. and
almost Immediately ! felt well-de-
fined tug at my hook. ] gave the rod
jerk and began to haul in. Of all
the splashing and jerking every walcn
way you ever saw! 1t extended
three or four feet out. l Thought
I'd got a whale, but l hadn't. What
DO you think l had got?'
"A can of salmon. maybe" hazard
ed the board of trade man.
.'It was Simpsons string OF thirty
two fish" said the leather merchant,
impTessi vefy. You see, he'd strung
them on a thin line that didn't IN
terfere with their breathing to any
extent, and they We're as lively ana
fresh as if they'd never taken hooS
let alone swimming about for three
davs tied together by the sills. They
were just as Simpson had described
them-seventeen rock bass. four her
ring. seven sunfish. two perch. bull
head and a sinner. Come down tc
| the boathouse and I'll show then
| to you. Chicago News.
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hope to join you when we have had
our fill of earth and it's transitory
blessings"
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A man is not always known by tn.
company he associates with-as the
company sometimes discovers to its
cOSt
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Even the worm will turn--into a
butterfly.
The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1902-10-11
Appeal Hypocritical.

The appeal OF the littledcmocratic gang for purity
Of politics as hypocrtica it is ridiculous They
labor hard in their attempts to persuade all the good
people to vote the democratic ticket but they have not
and do not intend to say that they have made ef-
fort and will make none to get the vote Of the bad peo
pie. as they term them When it comes to the polls
they will not set up barrier between the democratic
ticket and the votes Of those bad people ii the most
immoral man in the county shows disposition to
vote the democratic ticket, they will all but break
their necks in seeing that he does. If they have the
needful and have opportunity they will not hest
tate to use it to purchase votes. No should allow
them to deceive him on that score.
The history of the democratic party in this county
does not warrant the present gang in making the
ton that they will exercise any honest scruplcs in this
campaign, and it may be depended upon, that they
will use freely and approvingly all the money and
booze they can get their hands on. 1t is creditaby
stated that some of the candidates are already laying
plans to buy votes. These plans will be exposed at
the proper time
The floating vote seems to give them great deal
of worry There is no one more anxious to get it than
they are and no one who needs it more No one i'm
AGNES for moment that they will not try to get this
vote and will exercise scmpes in trying to get it.
Their claim that the good people will not support
the republican ticket is the vlest rot. They realize
full well that the best people of the county, not only
the republicans but also the respectable element of the
democratic party, intend to for and elect the
publican ticket and thereby have a business mans gov
eminent
In view Of these facts as well as many Others not
herein stated justified in reiterating the deca-
ration that their appeal for purity in politics is both
hypocrtical and ridiculous,