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The Washington times., 1926-04-05
By ROSS L. CONKLIN

BY R0SS L. CONALIN
Had he possessed anything but
the heart of . lion, Archie Comp
stOn would have curled up on the
course Of the Washington Golf
and Country Club when he stood
BY and watched Roland R. Mac
Kenzie, an 1s-year-old kid from
Columbia, more than match his
famous drives on nearly every
hole.
Conpston's drive on the first
hole of ! 36-hole exhibition match
in which he was paired with Dave
Thomson, club professional. against
Johnny FARRELL, Quaker Ridge pro,
and Mackenzie. was almost to the
green while Roland sliced nearly
to. the water. The kid recovered
magnificently. though, and got q
par four. Incidentally, Mackenzie
and Farrell defeated Compston
and Thomson, 5 up and 4 to 60.
drive was yards ahead OF Comp
at0n's on nearly every hole. And.
bat for tendency 70 be erratic
with his short iron game, Mac
Kenzie would have beaten Comp
sons medal score.
The british professional cham.
plon must have felt startled when
hex found mere whislkerless
Y0nugafer OtltdriEing him. He
had become noted rs one who
hit the ball = mile. Roland has
become noted as one who can hit
. mile plus.
Those who watched Roland's
Rame carefully for information ~
to his technique, found that he
had made rapid recovery from his
long period OF idleness in the
winter.
He Just about held his own
against two leading professionals
who have been playing ali winter
and with a few more weeks pracs.
tica on bis irons he win be sitting
on top Of the world. Compston
played an iron game that had them
talking. He uses very short back
swing. and hits into the bail with
extreme kirmness, even. on short
chip shots.
He tried 10 run the bal up 10
the min instead 81 dropping it
near the hole with baclxsptn, and
the result Was that the, fast
green's often mlsled him into
trouble.
The feat Of driving the ditch on
ne seventeenth hole was accom-.
RlIshed by Compston in the morning
round. And he showed how TO
stick them in when he took a driver
and bFaaaie to lay his ball within
= few feet Of the cup on the tricky
eighth hole. A short putt gave him
an easy eagle.
The cards were:
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May Wed
Before Visit to
America

NEW YORK, April S.-Mlle.
Suzanne Lenglen may come to
the United States in September
as a bride, according to Leon
Redlick, q cousin of jacques
Offenbach, young French jour-
nalist, to whom Suzanne is re-
ported engaged.
Redlick stated that he had re-
ceiyed 4 cablegrarn from Offen.
bach confirming the rererts OF
the engagement and announcing
that possibly tho couple would
come to New York in Septen-
Der, with the further possibility
that Mile. Lenglen might play
some exhibition matches IN the
United States.
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RON|PS
IN TWICE

Catholic University saat IT, Air.
Gardea t6 compete ii the track
games sponsored ~ the AIoyaius
club Al the Biaza. and Mr. Gardea
felt ii his duty % win both The
100 and sO0.yard daenes
Hurd Wfilatk, Of George Wash
ingto1i, easily won the three mile run
with his team mate. walton siiipley
second. The entry lists were small
because ok the chilly weather,
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EEs SEEK SEVENTH
STRAIGHT orr DODGERS

KNOXVILLE, Tenn, April 6.--
The rainpaging Yankees were scr
to make It SEVEN straight from the
90 their marvellous hitting record
since leaving st Petersburg. The
New York club having made 6s
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he PitoIles Wen

Dutch Levsen. the new pitching
sensation, Of the Cleveland Indians.
showed wanderful form against
Rochester recently, when ne held
the international Leag1efa 81 two
scattered hits In six innings .ev-
sen seems destined to Win y regll,
lar berth on Iris Speaker staff
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GoNZAGA-EASTERN TO
MEET IN BALL GAME

will meet today on the Eastern
high school championship. Should
the Simondinger machine win only
to have Eastern later win the pub
lie school title, the I Street lads
viii be entitled 10 some serious
consideration.
The game is set for 2 o'clock.
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Rule Changes.
Clarity Ball
Text Book

The official Spalding Baseball
Guide. which has just been issued,
contains new light on several OBJ
scure passages in the old text of
rules and Eliminates the new
changes. which are not revolution
airy.
The important changes are the
use of the resin bag by pitchers
for drying the hands and the Racri-
flee fly amendment,
Resin may be used to dry the
hands, but the former prohibition
Of dalibing or maltreating the ball
Is still in effect.
Previously the sacrifice fly was
recorded only when q runner was
scored. but the new rules give
credit for q sacrifice whenever 3
runner Is advanced . base.
In an attempt to encourage base
stealing, the scorer can give credit
for a stolen base. though no at
MANY catchers make no attempt 10
fry for a runner going from .Hrst
to second when third is occupied
N4ANl 1NpOtu4at6 " the 6COTOff lltS
former is making an active play
he can be credited with q stolen
base
Pitchers will be charged with an
error If batsman gets to first on
a wild pitch this season. The word
Ing OF many other minor rules also
has beene cleared. Coaches may no
longer go back toward the outfield
further than an extension OF the
base lines from second to first and
third, respectively. Baseballs that
have been used may be used in sue.
ceeding games II they are safisfac-
tory to the uInpiFea change for
ECONOMY, D
Substitutions in . game may be
made only when time has been
called by the umpire; pitchers are
prohibited from throwing to un-
occupied bases, the first 0ffense
bringing warning; election from
the game may follow the second.
There are minor changes in the
balk rule. but for the most part the
conduct Of the game will continue
as last season. The revisions of
rules chronology OF baseball, records
OF college teams and the various
leagues in addition to pictures and
vast amount of other information
about baseball will be found in the
guide
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Capital. Those two viii 81 4 delight
to watch
IN fact, the whole action III the
center field should be stellar.
fShOckey' Hafton win jump Tor
the b. G. Spesiale. and a. everyone
knows. shockey doesn't miss get.
ting up into the ozone. and she
doesn't need stepiader either.
Edith Qutgley, q tall brunette from
the land 0f boom Will give
.shockey'' Individual opposition.
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UndoubtedIy the u. q. Specials
have three of the ranking guards
O4 the city on their squal
Becky, KrOnman needs no In
krOductiOn to local fans, Lucille
ward doesn't want her III be,
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Eddie Bowen. aggressive feather
weight. after 4 successful tour Of.
the Middle West. will arrive IN
washington soon to visit his
mother.
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GIRL CHAMPS
IN BASl TILT HERE
81 JACK MARTIN

All washington Is wondering the will look like
the FIorida team of Red kepes Eng
"Cussed Yanksn tonight
state 0f FLORIDA sn0ula
girls have met this season
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P. A. WON'T bite your tongue or parch
your throat, because the Prince Albert
process cut out bite and parch right at
the outset of P. AS brilliant career.
This means that you can hit il up with
your jimmy-pipe and P. A. from the
minute breakfast is over until you nestle
down between the sheets at night. You
not only can, but Mill!
If you're looking for proof, you
needn't search beyond the nearest shop
where they hand out smoke-gladness in
tidy red tins marked ''Prince Albert =
Give your pipe chance. Pack il with
P. A. and light up. That first wonderful
pull will tell you P. A. was simply made
to-order for you!
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SOME pipes were "bcrn with two strikes
on 'en." Just never had a chance to
offer their best. You can judge your
pipe only by the tobacco you put in it.
If you haven't smoked P. A., your pipe
hasn't had it, chance. To those men
who know the keenest pipe-enjoyment,
Prince Albert stands out like beacon Of
cheer ON mOOnless night.
Prince Albert has put pipes into the
mouths Of more men than any other
tobacco that ever came down the pike
i. = and has kept them there! Because
no other tobacco is like P. A. Cool and
fragrant as mountain air murmuring
through the pines. Sweet as the breath
of spring.
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Rowen's Tour . Over

hits FOR b total of Ia bases ii
their last six games.
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FJIE8GIEle IIKts Us1g UFVUBIGKOI sIUgEET 8
This invading sextat has played
81 games IN the. last two years. and
has not been defeated once. which
il AN unusual record not to be-
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Previously the sacrifice fly was
recorded only when runner was
scored. but the new rules give
credit for q sacrifice whenever
runner Is advanced q base.
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TAD, sDho drauUs for The
Times, Is known eUery.
sOkers as Americas most
original corsOOnise.
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McAnnally Flats is-out OF the
world. And it is--their world.
Now. I'll give you the money and
you go to some city near here
and I'll follow you and we'll ger
married. Then not soul will
know you're from this town. You
can send your father and
mother money-Dad wants me to
marry and settle down and he'll
be generous, but for goodness
sake, never let on they're your
folks. I love you, Rose Marie,
but / can't go the old folks.
His hands on the wheel were
trembling. He was honest. Thera,
was no doubt of that. He turned
to look at Rose Marie. All OF
the color had drained from her
face. She was looking down,
twisting wisp of a handkerchief
nervously. She gave no sign that
she had heard him. She began In
a weak voice that presently grew
stronger and laughed and talked
as she usually did. She adroitly
turned the subject of conservation
whenever it appeared to touch OH
personal things, Bob Monroe was
baffled. Once again before her
door. he determined to cinch the
matter then and there. But Rose
Marie spied a taxi that had
drawn up at the curb behind them.
She opened the door Of the car
and hoped out before Bob could
stop her.
There's Mickey" she, cried and
was gone.
Heads popped out of windows
up and down the street. What
a surprise they had to see
Mickey. red Of head and freckled
as of old but such Mickey! III
tailored clothes With the air Of
a millionaire about him. Bob
Monroe slowly rode away as
Mickey and Rose Marie, both
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aloud, to shout: III have & right
to tlnisto anything,
The loneliness OF the past weeks
made her thought cling 10 him.
She glanced stealthiIy at his in
tent face and could easily have
whispered: Stay with me,
Ramon. I can't go back to being
so alone. I won't let you 80!
don't want to be pushed back
there like a forgotten thing. Don't
leave me, Ramon. Don't listen il
/ tell you to go. + want you. !
want your arms here. Lean down
and say you love nls. Look at
me~that way. Say ( again and
again.
Lovely View
They turned through the forest;
through lanes where the pines
murmured in their lofty quiet.
They came to hill. Out and
below them ran the beautiful
curve OF the Monterey shore.
Even with the March storm
astride the waves the water look
ed blue. Boats tossed jauntiiy.
And for a moment, sun tore the
clouds apart, sweeping with q lit
tie flourish over the hills-a ran
dom greeting.
ibid you see that, Sandy? ]
think this is one of the loveliest
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views III the world. Wen have
d lot Of fun discovering this old
place together. Remember the
night we drove to the Pail? Does
it seem to you that we've known
each other many years 3 Funny,
but find myself thinking always
Of hills or trees or clouds we've
looked at together and never Of
anything else, as though other
times and other people didn't
exist odd, isn't TT
He looked down at herr the un-
ruly brows seeming to smile. And
he began to tell her when he
first was sure he loved her the
night he carried her from the
water.
II knew then, Sandy, that I
wasn't going to get away with
it,
you wanted to?"
Not now. At first. Of course.
Now-no matter what might be-
You don't care that much, Ra-
mon?" Warmly seeking his
eyes saying to herself: II don't
care! I've right to sonethingp
Shivering almost unable to
breathe when he whispered
hoarsely: "oh, yes, Sandy that
muchp
The light was falling the way
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NOU Go On With the Story

truth. And If it were your sister
drove him to Ii y
AS Sandy read this she saw the
curIs falling on her mother'sS
plump, warm neck. How often
she had kissed these. How she
had loved teasing and kissing Isa-
bel But Isabel turned against
her! Sitting with compressed lips
stern and cold in judgment.
II don't carer she said quickly,
flinging her head back.
But she did care. She let the
dog strain at the leash, let him race
her along. the wind and salt In her
mouth the hair flying about her
face. It's the sprayl she told
herself angriIy when her eyes were
~sWet and stinging. She tugged at
the dog. pulling him to her side
with resentfuI: "Quit yanking!
Can't you walk along like decent
dog2, He shifted at her feet.
looked up inquiringly and began
glibly and generously licking her
hand. Tears rushed down her
cheeks.
Ironed Out
she came to the dunes-whft
ripping hills hidden by the MUIR
muring trees, Quiet hereso
quiet that ones step sank noise
less, leaving no footprint. She let
her feet go down ankle-deep, i'm
agined herself disappearing in
the cleaning, quiet sands. Isabel
would cast her off-would take
Murillo's part, thinking it right
that Sandy's life should be ironed-
out, blanched and joyless.
Ironed out. That's you fate
a voice whispered. Lucky to stay
on here a lonely prisoner all the
days Of your life. Bound to him.
You had your chance. You think
you'll get another? That a great,
beautiful love is waiting for you?
It's not You're finished!''
She considered this, blazing and
mutinous Her mothers words
assaulted her. They would take
Murillo's part-stand against her.
She could no longer work, 80
furious was her resentment. She
now went about with a feeling OF
beating against closing walls
she was in pit-the cliffs draw
ing together, meeting over her (.
head.
When she looked at the ocean
she whispered: II can't get away.
I'll never be free" And she sat
hours watching the waves bill
lowing so far out there, coming
in immense, rolling contours to
the shore-water, unlimited ex-
cept for the jutting of Point Lo-
bos, and there. at Pebble Beach,
like an etching, a tree, in wistful
grace against the turquoise sky.
She fancfed herself lost on
raft on the measureless sea. No
one would care. Her mothers
Reputation was crushing and in
credible. II obliterated all the
old, dear ties.
She would never go back. Mo-
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Rose Marie never went out at
night in that car. The neigh
bors commented on that.
Rose Marie began to wear her
best crepe dress to the store, and
her big blue eyes were shining
with the promise Of things to be.
Her loXe affair with the boss
son was like II miracle to the
flats, and the .neighborhood con-
gregated daily to see the car
tnat was like Cinderella's coach
to them. 4 florists car stopped
often at Rose Marie's door and
vases of hot-house flowers usurped
the place of the little pots of
bloom that had been Rose Marie's
pride for SO long.
Can't Stand the Old Folks
Sunday afternoons Rose Marie
went riding. On such occasions
her father. uncomfortable in a
starched shirt, and her mother,
dressed in her best with her poor
laced-up shoes. would go down
the stairs to speak to the young
man and to look rather hopefully
toward that big empty back seat
OF the cab. But young Monroe
never asked them to take a ride.
Then one day Rose Marie spoke
of 1t. II wish you'd ask Dad and
Ma to go with us. she said, as
they drove away leaving her
two smiling loved ones on the
hot, narrow brick pavement.
That remark was Bob Monroe's
cue to say the lines he had often
rehearsed to himself. Look here,
Rose Marie, I'm in love with you.
Awfully. Can't steep nights for
thinking of you and wanting
you. But my folks would never
stand for your folks. That's Il
fact. l hate to say it, of course,
but I'm honest about it. Over
on the west side. they think that
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He wants to do things for me.
How good to have his hands hold
ing me. oh, how beautiful life
could be! How glad and sweet
And he: She cares. She surely
cares. Good God,
Sandy in Love
They walked quickly. The
spray flew out and caught them.
Once a big wave threw a handful
Of water in Sandy's hair. She
shook the drops in Ramon's face
He leaned over her, laughing:
You dear, gorgeous thing.
She waited, taunting and radiant
for his kiss.
Then she became quiet, keeping
her face averted as he helped her
to the car.
They drove those miles along
the white, cleaning shore. TIE
black clouds flew before them, the
cypress trees shut out the winds
with distracted arms. They
seemed running, disconsolate, from
the sea.
Sandy thought: "Oh, there's a
great storm coming. It's cold.
But she was warm-flushing
and warm. She wished to reach
up and touch with her fingers
her mouth where his lips had
pressed. She wanted to say
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life-just the minute the whistle
blows you got on your cap and
are scratching match to light
fag.t Rose Marie is looking ahead.
She's the kind that goes up in the
world
"Yea, maybe, If she don't fall
for one of these swells that ain't
got an ear for the wedding
march," said Ted knowingly.
"Well, for the land sakes, look
yonder! It's just like movie.
= Clap your eyes on that car Rose
Marie's come home in
The group turned and stared as
a good looking chap gallantly
helped lovely Rose Marie from
his handsome car. They stood
talking together. The soft laugh
ter of Rose Marie floated to them.
When she finally ran up the
creaking stairs. the man waited
and looked up and down the street
spectulatingly.
"If that guy tries any dirty
tricks in the Flats, he'll think
Uncle Sam keeps his army down
here near the mills Ted assured
them calmly, a sinister look on
his lean, swarthy face.
1.-TWO or three letters from
pore old Mickey every week amt
worth a minutes ride in that
speed wagon" slangily retorted
Mollie, eyeing the car enviously
as it passed. II know that fell
low. He's old man Monroe's son,
up in the store where Rose Marie
works"
Night after night, when bust
ness hours We're over, the car
brought Rose Marie home. Often
enough the two of them sat in
the car before the dingy tenement
house for a half hour and
passersby could hear the happy,
care.free laughter of the girl and
low, tense voice of the man. But
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talking, at once. started up the
creaking, narrow stairs.
..MovEes!' said Mickey, dra-
naticaIly SFaving his hand. m
going to be featured. The day
signed my swell contract with Nc.
MILAN Company asked for 10
days' leave. Then / started here
to tell you" BY that time they
had reached the door and Mickey
was being embraced by Rose
Marie's father and mother. A.
was telling Rose Marie, he
resumed, II signed a contract and
then / beat it here to tell you folks
that / have a house. furnished,
all ready. There's nice little car
setting in the garage waiting for
you, Rose Marie. Pepper trees
growing in your own yard and
geraniuIns well. Rose Marie. they
grow about as high as YOU what s
the matter, honey? You crying?
When Mickey's come back for you2
OhA Rose Marie. don't you and
your Pa and Ma want the little
house? / fixed it for you. It's
in your names" There was dis
tress in Mickey's florid face. His
eyes were glittering with sudden
tears 1t was not hard to see how
Mickey had earned that lovely
little house. the yard with the pep.
per trees and the geranium hedge
as tall as Rose Marie.
Mickey Darling
Rose Marie stepped very close
to him. so close that she heard
his big heart beating, beating like
the heaviest Of sledge-hammers
pounding away.
I'VE want, o, we want you,
Mickey darling. just the same as
we always did she whispered and
the touch of her warm. and soft
against him, made Mickey's Irish
heart pound harder.
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tered when the wind blew IllrOua
crack. The rain was scainpe
ing On the roof.
They sat before the fire listen
Ing 10 wind and rain. How the
wind went scooting over the rocks
1t shrieked and stopped and flung
the pebbles upward
sandy drew her shoulders Io
gether huddIing against him when
Shaggy I'M with Iis nose against
the ground. He does that she
4vl1isDered. He hates the wind
Rana0n's arms tighfened.
She closed her eyes. Now he y
he leaving now i II be alone.
he Kissed fier. Sne ciung 81
him. She thought. Why IS the
world s02 Why cane he STAY
don't care hat 40 care:
re frightened, san
Afraid OF the storm
s.Dh. last night the wind kept
blowing it howIed all might
You are afraid
No it's late youN have g
10 YOU want me ID g0 ~
Won really want me t0 go
she nodded, YES She ran asaa
got his coat held e. Her lands.
fraYnbled. Yes IS an aAEllis
night to send you into ism lts
Kiss me. You can find the WAY
He ran his hand slowly over MS
hat. He didn't look at her. +
come tomorrow, Sandy. Won
leave till the afternoO oOn
come tomorrow She iet
herself lean against the door hOlds
fno Il open against the wind. she
laughed and said. Goodbye, ole
dearI And kissed him.
Calls for Ramon
His steps we're lost ia the sound
81 tho wind and the water. Slae
closed tie door. The candles blew
out. Shadows fled across the walls
the flames were dy1nG.
She leaned there. hearing the
wind 50 sweeping over the rocks.
the pebbles flying Then the tree
tapped on Che window and the dog
same up and whined against her
knee.
she flung tis door open. She
went dashing out, calling softly
wildly: Ramon Ramon
No answer. The wind sNQoped
against her blew her down the
path.
Ramon oh. Ramon are you
gone?''
Above the shouting of the wind
SANDY He flew toward her
caught her in his arms.
She elung to him. shaking half
fAinting: Don't leave 1neT don
want to be alone :
Darling darling 2 He Iifted
her in his arms. Ell carried he i
back to the house.
CHAPTER SO
IN that way the pathetic and
tragic relationship began.
Sandy went alone along the
waters edge. A white, ragged
cloud left from the storm drifted
on the blue horizon line
far out between the crystalline
sky and the sea dazzling and
serene iii the clear March sun
no BE Continued TOnlorroW.l
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other girls In the neighborhood
worked in the cotton mills that
loomed like miles Of glass win
dows beyond McAnnally Flats.
Rose Marie don't give herself
any airs but she thinks she's bet
ter than the run OF us" was the
opinion of most of the girls who
belonged to the Flats.
Have you heard the latest?"
asked Mollie Mcclure, of the
neighborhood gang, one night,
Roe Marie's joined a night
school and carries books on her
arm like a kid"
What she aiming to do with
all her learning?" questioned Sam
Moore squirting an eye at Mollie.
Teach Mickey Murphy's kids?"
"Oh, sam, amt you ashamed?"
Mollie pretended to be shocked.
"Mickey's been soft on Rose
Marie since he hauled her in his
goat wagon. He never would
have up and gone to California If
he hadn't thought he'd strike
luck out there and maybe make
money enough to marry Rose
Marie. He writes to her regular.
/ asked the postman and he said
two or three letters come every
week."
Rose Marie ain't looking at the
likes of Mickey. She wants a
swell. And she's got looks
enough to land one, too,'' COM
mended Ted Borden. II invited
her to my old mans feed last
week-you iknow--when he got to
be foreman of the night shift and
Ma set up to a weiner roast.
Well, Rose Marie turned me down
cold. Said she had to study"
No Wastes Of Time
"She amt one to waste time on
a tlreader. Ted. You amt never
made any overtime pay in your