The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1914-03-12
A Game of Chance.
By w. H. Winslow, Phi. D.
CHAPTER vi.

1t was Ladies Day the following
Thursday at the Clover Leaf Country
Club, and tennis cranks and mad golfers
were on the grounds in force to play,
and to see challenge game OF golf be-
tween an American expert and Scotch
champion. The velvet greensward over
the hills and through the valley to the
little rivulet at the boundary was dotted
with athletic youths, armed and equip
ped for the fray. Caddies staggered
under heavy bags of irons and raced af-
ter the balls. Ladies in variegated color
ed costumes watched the drives and the
puts of the players with feverish enthu-
siasm. The clubhouse was decorated
gaily with many flags Topped along the
piazza and around the windows. A
British Scotch ensign draped the en-
trance. The American stars and stripes
waved in the western breeze on high
mast in the foreground.
A multitude of gentlemen and ladies
filled the piazza with life and light and
color. Fluffy chiffons, clinging lawns,
diaphanous muslins, rustling silks and
shimmering satins, clothed the graceful,
beautiful women of the social set, and
brilliant eyes and flashing jewels shone
like dewdrops in the garden-like mass OF
colors that gave background for the
noble types of American gentlemen, the
young gallants, and the stalwarts IN
professions, commerce and finance, VINO
as hosts and guests, We'd with each other
in courtesies and brilliant conversation.
The throng of society folks had put be-
hind them for time the Wearylng de-
tails of charity work, suffrage extension,
corporation regulation and fortune hunt-
ing, and fled to the county to commune
with Nature, and to see more OF the
beautiful world than was possible IN the
Observation-Disclosures irksomely SINH
lar. architecturally-mangled city.
The vivacity of conversation and the
excess of hilarity indicated how thor
oughly these people enjoyed their Tree,
dom. The magnetic earth currents and
the radiant sunshine revived falntlng
hearts and rejuvenated faltering age;
and youth, acknowledging no limit to its
activities and excuses, revelled IN op-
portunity and defied sumptuary laws.
Into this scene of beauty and galety,
checking for moment the murmur OF
voices and the ripples of laughter, and
interrupting the music of the band, rush.
giant touring car, filled with young men.
It was Cutnet in his new four thousand
dollar machine, with his friends, Wen
dell, Bemis, Dyer and DR.. Chapman
They were clean-cut, well-dressed, hand
some fellows, full of fun and mischief;
and fans and handkerchiefs were waved
and merry greetings shouted on the
piazza by bevy of beautiful girls, who
fastened to the steps and warmly well
coined the spectators. They were Alice
Bemis, Lucy Norton, Carolyn Weston,
Mary Patterson and others, accompanied
by Mrs. James Dyer.
Il could not let these fellows trolley
and walk out here after ! had robbed
them in the market" explained Cutnet.
Il told them they might consider them
selves part owners of the auto since
had bought it with their money!"
"Sure Every time they bought, Gut
net sold. Didn watch the game and
try to stop emp" explained Dyer.
We'll, for once, you were not very
bullish," commented Bemis.
''And you were not either, and are
not much out Of margin, | think. Your
fathers visit to the Board-room was a
damper, guess.
Il do not believe Mr. Wendell lost any,
thing. Jack gives him tips and Papa
advises" said Alice
"Not much! the banker is very reti-
cent, answered Wendell, Struggling and
looking wise.
MARY has been dabbling quite profit
ably, heard, remarked Lucy
Eyes, she'll soon take US out for a
ride in her own auto, | believe, added
Carolyn.
with handsome man beside her, :"
continued Mrs. Dyer, looking at Wendell.
Il will give you all spin. girls, II l
am ever foolish enough to run my own
machine" replied Mary calmly. what
a beautiful color you selected, Mr.. Cut
net. | do so much admire dark blue
autos"
II am glad you like it. l cannot en-
dure red devils or yellow jackets. White
is CHASTITY, gray is chilly, and green is
hideous.'
"And the latter makes one bilious, !"
continued the doctor.
They all laughed, but the doctor was
in earnest.
1.-The Innings of the Volantes in Cuba
are selected to harmonic with the com :
plexions of the ladies who ride in them, "
said Wendell.
"a long shafted phaeton.
81 believe persons temperament can
be determined by his like and dislike Of
certain colors," added Chapman.
II have heard of red hair and white
horses. Why not red hair and red dew
ils?" asked Mrs. Dyer.
II guess they go together all right, ="
said Dyer.
Did you note her golden hair,
In the auto whizzing by?
How the azure meath her lashes,
Paled the zeniths bluest SKYE"
quoted Wendell rapturously.
"What did Mr.. Wendell say" asked
Lucy eagerly.
"He was rapsodizing about golden
hair and azure eyes and things" replied
Cutneu laughing.
The party got out and Cutnet looked
under the car, saying, ''There was
sound of buzzing when we came down
the hill that | do not understand. This
new machine ought to be perfect"
"What do you consider perfect auto,
Cutnet?" asked Chapman.
Jimmy! Pm green yet; there are
lots of things essential. Among them,
recall few:
"a perfect auto should have grace
full, luxurious tonneau; easy steps and
seats, and the wheel-base long for COM
Portable riding. The body should hang
between nckel-steel axles; the crank