Tombstone epitaph., 1915-08-22
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 recognizes probably one of the grS atest living walkers He is one of the many former newspaper men who have taken 10 magazine and short-story work. and iu running good story to earth he has embarked on many adventurous trips. ssch as working his way across the At isatic on a Ss.tis boat, serving as war correspondent sub rosa while m nm form fighting BoerS. joining yhe ill-iated Magaii filibustering expedition to Bra gil a few years back. and more recently engaging in a midwin;er tramp across Canada and striking the Rockies with the thermometer down to & below zero. or seventeen degrees lower than experienced by Lieut.. Pesry on his final year he entered into friendly wager with man who winters in Spokane lClark's home town1 Captain Larsen. a Nome millionaire. to walk over the new Grand Trunk tranScoutinental road to Prince Rupert. British Columbia The jolly captain. a Swede who riffied fortune of of Nome beach. and like most miners a thoroughgoing sport gave the pedestrian a time limit Of sixty days to make the 500 mics and that Il was no cinch may be gathered from the fact that in May Clark was walk ing on twenty feet of snow at Hazelton. B. C., and after many hardships he succeeded III reaching the goal with eight days to spare and won the $500 bet
 From Prince Rupert. the new term nal city of the Grand Trunk Railway on the north coast of British Columbia after rest up he journeyed north into Alaska. starting his present world tour from the far distant land of Old Glory al Kctchikan. Coming south to Van- couver he penetrated $50 miles inland over the Hope Mountains, another rich gold country, 10 h,s home town Of Spo- kane. thence hoofng 1t back 700 miles to Seattle and on down the Pacific coast to San Diego. striking the lmpe- risl Valley in time to get the frs, news out concerning the earthquake. which he candidly admits gave him tine scare Of his life Crossing the Colorado des- ert to Yuma minus canteen he was in torrid heat. or as he describes it, I tramped eigbty-e.ght kilometers at l30 m the shade. and no shade but tele- graph pole.
 Striking a lake at last he tumbled in and partook of three pints from bot lie before discovering II was salt lake and so buoyant one could float on the surface At the little Mexican village of AIgodones he met some American railroad boys. who fixed him up a good meal at 6 a III. on a Thursday. his pre- vious meal having been partaken of at Calexico, Cal. on Sunday night before. which is about the record for a walker or any one but professional fasting man.
 To this point his hikemeter acquaints him with the fact that he has covered a few miles over 1000, and he IS now headed for New York via New Orleans. He anticipates reaching the metropolis in time for his Christmas dinner. the last one having been partaken of in Bedding, Cal. after a record tramp of sixty-five miles in twenty hours and thirty minutes, partly through snow This is the best one-day walk he has ever compassed. though he expresses himself confident of reaching eighty to a hundred miles in twenty-four hours on a good walking surface
 Coming nearer home. while at S., Dayid two days ago he listened to the persuasions of pretty sehorits. who advised him to take the wagon-road to rhis place, with the resnl. tha: he soi on the wrong road, and at 3 o'clock Wednesday morning, with no moon showing, he struck railroad track Unable to tell east from west in the darkness he took chance and of course lost out. sunrise showing he was headed bot-foot back to Tucson. By this fancy detour stunt he revised the