The Green Forest tribune., 1917-08-17
] gave up the "chase."

fact could have handed taxi man a five spot and have been looking that famous locality up and down in five minutes with @ little tour throwed in, but where would have been the TO- mance-and the five?
 did learn, however, that there was nothing to be seen on the Bowery any more worth while, while the chances of being knocked in the head were plenty good enough for the country guy. There's where I changed my course. I had good luck in finding Coney Island. It was somewhat like drive in the country after getting across the Brooklyn bridge. Here is said to be the greatest sporting resort in the world. Hot Springs, Ark, ill her palmiest days could not rival Coney Island-in some respects. II there is place in America where the regulations are looser or the bathing suits tighter, than they are at Coney Island I would like to see it.
 The "business district" of the city of Coney Island consists of one stree about ten miles long paralelling the sandy beach which is lined every hot day with ten million people-naore or less, going in swimming-and rolling in the sand
 The crowd extended along the beach as far as you could see in either direc tion. It lCoKed like great flock of black pirds-and jay birds-birds without feathers-almost. costing their millions. If I was ever at place where it was easier to part with my change than at Coney Island, I have no recollection of it. However, pious may be ones inclination, most any one is sportsman enough to try one visit to Coney Island-and enjoy it. At least I did.
 For fear my friends may think my mind ran altogether too much along sporting lines in New York, 1 will as-
 
 sure you only portion of day was spent on Coney Island. I dived back to New York by subway before the middle of the afternoon, and taking car at the City Hall, I proceeded by the elevated" two hundred blocks to Bronx Park, and enjoyed immensely a stroll of an hour through the world famous Botanical Gardens. Here many acres of ground are devoted to every specie, it is said, of tropical plant known to botany. I did not take any careful inventory of it but 1 think they were all there. The gardens were all covered by glass roofs, making them hot houses. At some points the eleva- ton of the roof had to be high in order to make room for the trees kept there in. I saw cocoanut tree that had reached a height of S5 feet and had to be topped It's age was quoted at 65 years, but still it is too young to bear. The nuts get no bigger than common Arkansas hickory nuts. If you don't believe it I can show you specimen which an attendant gave me as a souvenir.
 Possibly next week will tell you of seeing many of the sights of New York City under less handicap. Coney Island is certainly great place for recreation-and education. saw one of those lightning calcula. COTS in Washington who declared he acquired his great knolwedge by re- viewing figures on Coney Island. There is not a saloon nor anything that looks like one on Coney Island. Even the fashionable Buffet" of New York is absent. But for the fact that they serve whiskey, beer and the like from all soda fountains and cafes the city would be as bonedry as Harrison. Coney Island has all the attractions, shows and fakes usually found at sea sides, and at expeditions except there are the real things here. They are quartered behind marble and plate glass fronts and are as permanent as any business proposition in any town, Parker
 Vera Norris visited last week at the home of her aunt, Mrs. Artie Herd, at Cisco.
 T. J. Enix and wife were looking af- ter business affairs in Berryville Fri |day.
 Most of the boys from this locality stood the examination all right at Berryville last week.
 Ben Hayhurst of Green Forest spent Friday night at the home of his son, Jess.
 Lincoln Stevenson and wife and Luther Twilleager returned from Arlington, Kansas, last week.
 Mrs. Maude Callen and little son, Gerald, and Vida Walker visited with Dug Johnson at Alpena the past week. , James Emmett has recently purchas- ed new corn binder. MT. Emmett is one of our most energetic and prosper ous farmers and his new machinery will add much to the convenience of his farm.
 Mrs. Mamie Wade and son, Thorn as, left last week for their home at H High- fill, Ark. They were accompanied by her brother, Joe Satterfield, who will visit while at that place and then he will go on to Oklahoma to visit his chil- dren before returning to Arkansas.