New-York tribune., 1921-09-13

the Ritz-Carlton Hotel this morning
before most of the other guests had
come down to breakfast. He had eigh-
teen holes of golf to play before lunch,
and had got an early start. BY $3.50
o'clock he was ready to start for the
Sea View Golf Club, having tucked
away a golfers breakfast of toast,
eggs, griddle cakes and coffee.
President Harding, with c. P. Geist,
president of the club, as his partner,
won from Senator Joseph S. Freling-
huysen and Henry P. Fletcher, Under
Secretary of State, by close score.
teen holes in 98, taking 50 for the frst
nine and As for the second
They were on the ninth green, with
an awe-struck gallery clustering close
to the sacred precincts, when James
Matthews, a farmer from down Absc-
con way, happened along the road
which skirts the links at this point, in
his dilapidated weekday buggy.
Farmer Clasps Presidents Hand
"Whoa!" cried Mr.. Matthews with
nized the figure in the brown mohair
golf suit bending over a putt. "Whoa,
Nellie!"
Nellie heard him the first time, and
merely cooked an ear, hunched her
nigh hip and advanced forefoot in
a. Napoleonic pose OF contemplation at
the second adjuration. Mr.. Matthews
waved his whip frantically.
Hey" he said. "can I shake hands
with you, Mr.. President?"
"Sure!" President Harding yelled
back, having just heard the soul-satis-
flying chuck of his golf ball in the cup.
Mr.. Matthews handed the reins to
Mrs. Matthews, clambered down and
trotted over to the green. Richard
Jervissand James Haley Secret Service
men attending the President, edged
their way to the side of their charge
extended his hand, first wiping it on his
trousers.
"I'm not going to kill you," said Mr..
Matthews earnestly, "I'm just going to
shake hands with you"
He turned, beaming, to ask his wife
to leave Nellie and shake hands with
his friend President Harding, but at
his salutation: "Hey, MAJ" the sedate
Nellie became restive, apparently be-
lieving that he was inviting her to step
up to the manger. Every time Mrs.
Matthews cramped the wheel and put
her foot on the step Nellie uncramped
the wheel to turn hungry glance in
the direction of the man who had cried,
"Uey, MAJ" and finally Mrs. Matthews
had to give it up.
Caddie's Advice to Harding
The President evidently enjoyed the
chance of meeting with Mr.. Matthews
and his drive from the tenth tee was
the best he had made. George Miller
his caddie, says that the Presidents
driving is his weakest point. He's
pretty good on the green, George says,
but he ought to practice driving.
Mrs. Harding remained at the hotel
during the morning and accepted an
invitation to inspect it's kitchen. She
Joined the President. at the golf club
for lunch.
President Harding came in from the
eighteenth hole With his golf bag
slung from his shoulder. He had car
ried it throughout the match He is
much attached to the sticks he carries
regarding them almost as PERSONAL.
ties, each having its good points and
its bad ones, and he doesn't like to lei
them out of his hands on the links.
1t had been many years. he said
since he was at Atlantic City and he
noticed many changes.
Sees Many Changes at Resort
AZ recall when was here BEFORE he
said, "that there was a Bowery sectior
in the lower part of the resort, which
has entirely Disappeared The Chelsea
section is comparatively new to me
From its development it appears to mt
that the Chelsea section has future
before it,"
He said he was having "a jolly goo
time" and that he hoped to repeat hi'
visit soon. He received cable mes
sage from Senator Walter +. Edge, O.
this state, who is in Paris, expressing
regret at not being present and hi:
hope that the President would come tt
New Jersey again.
Prior to his departure there was al
informal reception for the Presiden
at the golf club, at which A. E. Kimble
a glass manufacturer, of Vineland
was among those presented. Mr.. Kim
ble's friends call him the President
double. and President Harding con
firmed their vision with the words will
which he greeted Mr.. Kimble.
II never saw man who looks a.
much like myself as you do," he eS
claimed as he shook hands with tn,
glassmaker.