The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-05-05
Our Daily Sport Story

Pullman cars and palatial steamer sa- looms and stately hotel rooms and the eternal breakfasting rooms and luncheon and dining and supping. Yes, and I'm tired of golf and tennis and automobiles and balls. And the men
 see how he has his fun. It must be pretty good fun; l notice he always escapes and goes on his outings alone
 when he gets a decent chance. Maybe l won't like it, but I'm going to try it this season anyway. You girls needn't complain. It will make one less girl to divide the men with" And so to the woods went Florence with Papa. He demurred a bit at
 first at the idea of dragging a girl about with him. but Florence always had been his favorite and they were famous comrades. He would have re- belled had it been any other woman in the world, but he knew that Flor ence was sensible and would mind her own business and not get in the way. One of her good qualities-one which
 had appealed strongly to him since she was a very little girl. was certain
 rescurcefulness which enabled her to be happy and contented with her own
 thoughts and ocupations without de-
 pending on others. For the rest, he knew he would enjoy her companioship and her bright wit.
 Nor was he disappointed. She took | pot luck such as the rough hotel of | fered without a murnur de taught | her to shoot and fish, but she declined | to go with him on his fishing and hunt | ing expeditions. realizing that she | into the Northern woods, many miles | from a railroad, to one of these raro | spots which the enthusiastic sports
 men smells out where all is yet wild | and unbroken by the ravages of civil | lizatien gave for rough cabin or two and a crude log structure labeled Ho- | tel" Delamont' pater was an @thu- | siastic hunter and fisherman. andt each | year sought some such spot and plung- | ed into the hardy out-of-door life with | entf usiasm for some weeks, recuperat- | ing his tired nerves for the long months | of fierce professional work.
 l So day after day he went out with | a guide or some chance companion and
 the girl was left to her own devices: | At the start her father had brought
 to her a guide ir the person of Jasper | Coonradt, young woodsman born on
 the shores of the lake, and told her | he had arranged that this particuRr | guide should be at her service for any l c scurslons she might desire to take, l recommending his reliability and Valoc
 about much at first. cdntenting herself | with dreaming in the supernal qulet or
 the promeval forest. She took some
 long boat rides on the lake, admirlns g | as much the iron muscles and skill or | Jasper as he wieided his paddle, as the
 magnificent scenery and the limpid wa | ter She went on one or two hunting | expeditions with her guide and learned | how little she really knew of the se-
 crets of nature. She began to have an awe of this young savage. untutored | in the knowledge of men, but wise In everything pertaining to animals and | growing things.
 | Jasper was an unusual man. The son l of a political refugee who had fled from l Fu "ope and buried himself In the | depths of the forest, he doubtless had | in him better blood than he knew. Left | an orphan at an early age. he had | grown up practically alone and was
 full of that great reserve power which
 belongs to men who live much alone
 He had learned to read and write and
 cipher little and this constituted his
 culture But in every branch of wood
 craft he was a master and physically
 he was a perfect young giant.
 | After he had conducted Miss Flor
 ence on a few expeditions and his re- | serve wore off, he began naturally tC | m fold the mysteries of nature to her l and she became deeply interested ir l exploring this great new world under
 without interest to her. Never before had she seen a perfectly natural man | and as she came to know him better
 she realized that never before had sh'
 known so powerful man mentallI
 and spiritually as well as physically
 The puppets of society. the dandies O
 the ball room, the boulevard and th' l opera became contempttble to her ant
 the hollowness of their lives loatn
 AS for Jasper coonradt Florence Twas the fiEst lady from the outel