Perth Amboy evening news., 1905-03-21


ly. but because the lad had sense. His
instincts point to the paths OF high
finance and you'll find him there some
day"
Thomas II. Smith. general manager
of the T H. & s. railroad. was the hero
Of the tale. Neither his name, the name
of his road nor the nane of the victim
is real. He was a self-made man, and
had little use for those artiicialities
that are to human society what veneer
is TO furniture-a mask for scars and
coarse grain. PerciVal II. Livingston
vas his a%ntithesis. He was a director
Of the big system that looked on Presl-
dent Smith with awe. Also ne was
from New Tcrk-he called it Moo Yawk
and represented a banking firm that
swayed the street.
This fellow makes me tired said
Smith, combatively, one day as he sat
on the clubhouse VcTanda. We've got
to take him down. I'm gettin' sick OF
hearing Of Moo YawN and how crude
and half-baked Chicago is. only wish
there was some one here that could
beat him at golf, but he's Il too many
for u.s."
Now President Smiths game at golf
was an unknown quantity, His girtb
was ample, and he eve vas known
TO toll in the sun behind a bounding
ball. Rather he caused a drought in
the stewards pantry, and when he left
after his occasional visits he left be-
hind many a weary waiter worn out in
answering bis call for Scotch, with
some ice and a trife of lemon in it,"
And he considered he had done his duty
by the noble and ancient game.
So Ontwentsia was surprised to hear
him in heated argument with Living
stoH one afternoon. when eve the
hardened players had surrendered to
the midsummer sun.
Maybe you think I can't play" said
President Smith. "Why-why, if /
couldn't beat the life out OF any dict
tante player from the cffete east I'd
eat my shirt
He was ap0plectic.
well, really | cawn't understand
how you keep in form drawled Liv-
ingston. - wouldn't have you devour
YOU shirt. my dear sir. but I'll wager
the best dinner we can get in Chicago
If there are good dinners to be had
here-that / can defeat you in IS holss,
and I'll give you a handicap at that.
don't YOU know"
Handicap" snorted Smith, angrily.
Handicap! You make me laugh. Twas
going tc offer to discount you, but wen
play even. And right here let me te.!
you that you can get 4 dinner right in
little old Chicago that will make Del
mOuico look like the genius in charge
Of e cowboys chuck wagon
And thus the game was arranged.
Smith spent some time with his cad
die on the first green, engaged In a IN st
converse. Livingston was changing his
clothes in the clubhouse. When the
New Yorker appeared he smiled super
ciliously on Smith.
Better get into your golf clothes, OLD
man. he said. patronizingly. Smith
eyed HIM.
These iannels are all right be said,
%pieasantly. Twill you drive?'
Livingston drove. With a perfect
follow through he sent the ball a
good 175 yards. The little crowd that
stood around the tee murmured its ad-
n,iratiOn of his style. When he had
marked down" his ball he stepped
aside. Smiths caddie "teeded" tbA hall
and Smith seized his driver awkward
~ in his big hands. He swung once or
t~ice as though for practice and then
quickly brought his club down. For a
full 40 seconds no and his caddie stood.
their eyes shaded ifcm tho sun. watch
ing the phenomenal eight.
Not as good as 1t might be" said
Smith, in a disappointed tone. handing
his driver to the caddie. Little on
form to-day"