The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1922-03-26

marshall But somewhere out or
lrOkcn Arrow the other cars passed
up Lon and when "A halt was called
Eyvcu miles from the village tho field
marshal was among tho missing.
How all Tho buERies got that trst
objective Us Ftill a mystery. All
were HtuCd az some time or other.
10 was push. rear and swear But
somehow they all arrived, save Lon.
lie arrived, an right, but it was
sOuG miles farther on.
Not waiting for the delinquent
iold marshal the puppy stakes we're
run. Tho course was an sU-acdo
meadow, cut by q hollow which had
become raging torrent Every
man EOL soaked Ia crossing the
'riyor' several timos No. these
follows didut get on hilltop and
watch fine dogs like other galleries.
JhoIc were nearly ufty IN that gal
lory and every mothor'B son fol-
lowed the dogs, across the course
and back, uutil nvo braces had been
rum 10 didn't matter that IT was
raining what is rain 20 bird dog
MANI Ills dog dyusn't mind 1t, noith
or should he.
Dog Running lurOnsCqucntini.
And 90 n went, finally 10 tho end.
But tho dos ruuuIngs were an in
consequential mhttor that day. 10
"hs the experiences that the dog
masters went through. OF course
those fellows wadcd all that mud to
run tho dogs and we had better
uamo tho winners which were, Zig.
ileld Ace, pointer, owned and han
dlcd by Tracy Brown, first; Arnaud
I. HIf IIlIFff 4
by u. j. ShaffCr. second, and third
was divided between Zigfiold Biu.
pointer, owned by Brown. and
huckaroo Kelly. pointer, owned by
W. H.. Inutz.
From "a nearby farmhouse tho
boys had learned that Lon was acy-
Crai miles farther ON in "blrdv
country After some loud argu-
Woui. aud section hand talk by lid
aoph .ihn gang finally started fgg she
country n was found 10 miles
south and east of the village.
From the village to tho first
course the boys thought they had
been over some road. hut thcy
changed their minds after they Lett
FOR Ions country. Two hours were
consumed in the drive. Every car
got stuck and every car was rum
running radlatOr-tO-rcar-on with
everyone but tho drivers on tho
back end pushing. or course. the
mudslinglnR rear wheels. the sheet
OF water with that north wind be-
hind Il, we're pleasant -- they all
camo In for some talk" lGd Soph
got tho rest
Gang Jars Farmer,
But finally they all arrived They
pulled up at "A little. coy. oh. so
coy, farmhouse. nestled among a
grove Of oak trees. Another native
came out az the boys nuts" they
called themselves. piled out into the
dOwnpour.
where the--dld you city guys
como FROM"
'From town." was the meek an-
swer.
The honest and simple tlller OF
the soil looked on the bunch Of
camouflagcd cars in amazement
and wonder.
say" he finally gurRled, there
never has boon "A ear over that rond
before, when II was 20 muddy. 1t
amt no road. nohow. Just towpath.
The man auto don't even come. Il
Is abandoned In such weather for
the two-cylinder Missouri mule.
Well, what the"
We'll, We come over that road. or
towpath, ns you call It," I'D Soph
answered, "and we admit that It's
no road But we come. We want
10 run our bird dogs. Can we do II
I'm your pasturo2"
Gosh, yes, you can do anything
you want. There ia two miles OF
meadow, from here on out. Turn
Your hOmnda loose. Whnt do theY