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APOLOGY.
By LILLIAN LEE.
4 Copyrighted. 1908, by Associated
Literary Press.
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"Jimmie, Aunt Adra's come."
IJttle Mrs. Boxley's voice was dull
and lifeless.
"I don't think that she likes tne,"
■was the additional remark, which ex
plained the depression.
"My dear child, she must! She is the
only member of my family with
money, and I was iter favorite nephew.
If she does not approve of my mar
riage It's all off. But she's got to like
you, Dolly," he ndded fondly. "How
could any one help liking you?"
"But she has done nothing except sit
and glare at tne,'' walled the little wo
man. "1 phoned Bess for an extra
ticket for the concert tomorrow, and
when I told Aunt Adra that we were
going she just said Th-hn!' like that."
"She'll say you're the best little wo
man in the world before you get
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"IT IS MY TIiEAT AND MY APOLOGY."
through," declared Jimmie as he put
tits arm about her shoulders and went
Into welcome Aunt Adra.
Jimmie was genuinely fond of his
maiden aunt, even if she did call him
James. Sometimes he wished that lie
did not have "expectations" from her
so that he might insist upon her call
)ng him Jimmie.
It was the first time since his mar
rtage that he had seen her. He mar
ried Dolly because he could not help
It. From the moment that he had set
eyes on her as she stepped on the
stage at a studio recital Jimmie had
told himself that she was the one wo
man In the world whom he wanted for
a wife. After that he was in the
hands of fati».
Two mouths later they were mar
ried, and it was not until they had sat
themselves down to address the wed
ding invitations that Jimmie even
thought of asking Aunt Adra's permis
sion.
A long letter of explanation had
gone with the invitation, and the re
sponse had been a plated berry spoon
and a promise from the old lady to pay
them a visit.
Now, she was none the less welcome
because she had come unannounced,
and there was real sincerity in Jim
mie's greeting. Aunt Adra unbent a
little as he came in. but as they went
out to dinner Jimmie was conscious of
31 certain air of disapproval which b«-re
down on his spirits.
For Jimmie was proud of the little
woman he had married and wanted all
tlie world to approve his choice. 111-
■leed he could not understand how <>. Ie
could do otherwise.
All through the evening this fee :ig
wet blanketed their pleasure. For he
tirst time the little parlor seemed dis
tasteful to him. For the first time 1 >is
eontent was a guest.
It was not that Jimmie was discon
tented with his wife, it was the first
time that he was discontented with his
home. The tiny parlor was no longer
the center of paradise, and as Jimmie
kissed Mrs. Jimmie good night In
whispered that the visit wonld not last
long, since Aunt Adra was clearly as
unhappy as themselves.
But the visit did endure far beyond
the first week. It was well toward the
end of the tirst month that Jimmie
was startled by the appearance of
Aunt Adra at the office.
"Is there anything the matter with
Dolly?" he gasped.
Aunt Adra shook her head.
"She is well, so far as I know," slit
answered coldly. "I want you to come
out and have lunch with me. That Is
the purpose of my visit here."
It was the work of a minute to ar
range with the managing clerk for a
little additional time at lunch, and Jim
mie led the way to the quiet cafe
where lie bud often entertained his
aunt before.
Then they had been jolly little occa
sions; now she sat grim faced :nd
silent, while her nephew devoted him
self to his lunch. Not until the table
hail been cleared and o:tl;. t!i-> coffee
cuj 1 were left did she spenl:.
"I have kept silent as long as i
con Id, James." she began. "Hut tlii
nii "ning something occurred that I fait
you should be informed of.
"I have tried to like your wife tie
cause she Is your wife. with
held criticism and have sought to in
dorse your choice even while the first
glimpse told me that you have been
roped in by a designing woman. Don't
say anything," she commanded hur
riedly as Jimmie sought to make ob
jection. "I know what I am talking
about. There never was a man who
was u match for a woman.
"I made up my mind to overlook the
extravagant taste In dress that leads
her to wear silks and satins. 1 over
looked the fact that you have a piano
that is of a far more expensive make
than I could afford to purchase. She
even had the audacity to tell me that
the piano was loaned her by the maker.
"Then she made you put In a tele
phone, and her extravagance about
concert tickets is something shocking.
.Tallies, there are hundreds of concert
programmes in her room and even
tickets that she purchased and did not
use. They cost $1 and $2 a piece.
"All that I could stand—though such
* a extravagant woman naier will uet
a chance to waste "my money as she
has yours—but today I insisted ongo
ing downstairs after my mail, lu spite
of her protest, and there in the box
was a letter addressed to some one j
else'. Your wife blushed when 1 hand
ed it to her, but later I saw her read- (
ing it, nnd later still I heard her at th j
telephone telling a Signor Marascreck ,
that she had his letter and would come
right down.
"James, that shameless woman is j
meeting strange men, and you know j
what those foreigners are, and she is
getting letters addressed to an alias. It j
is Dorothy Chappelle. If you want to j
get a divorce. I will pay all expenses, j
but not a penny of my money shall you |
have otherwise."
Miss Box ley settled back In her seat 1
with a determined noil that made the
plumes on her hat dance vigorously, j
Jimmie lay back In his seat nnd choked
with laughter. Miss Boxlcy. supposing
it to be hysterics, regarded him pity
lnglv. :
"It is all Dolly's fault," explained
Jimmie at last. "She was af:ald tha
you might be prejudiced against hot |
profession, and she wanted to win your
affection before we told you. Auntie,
do you know that Dolly would love to
own some gingham dresses, but tha:
she can't afford them?"
"She might sell the piano." suggest j
ed Miss Boxley, with a sniff.
"But that is only loaned." explain? ' !
Jimmie. "Here's the way It goes. Dol
ly Is a concert singer and teacher. She j
has no pupils through tht vuuiiner. i-n ,
she closed her studio and had the
piano moved over to the flat. It 1
loaned by the makers, and she pay: i
for it by recommending It to her | ■:
pils. Her work also explains the con ;
cert tickets. The singers send her tick
ets free and are only too glad to have
people like us come and lead the sip
plause."
"And the dresses? They are ah o j
loans?"
"Not much! Thc.v were given to 1: >r ;
by rich women who love to patroni/.
struggling artists, but they give lit.:
only evening gowns. Dolly has one j
good street dross, but in tin* house she
feels she onght to wear out this hall ,
worn finery. She can't afford to give
the dresses away, and tlicy would not
bring a dollar apiece secondhand. You
see we are paying lor a little home lu
the country, and every penny goes into
that fund.
"That Is why we live so cheaply an i
that is why Dolly is trying to get a
steady appointment at the conserva
tory. The fact that Marascheck sent
for her argues that she has landed li
It is good news. Aunt Adra, uot bad.
that you bring me. Hut to think that
you have accused poor Dolly of wear
ing frivolous clothes when she loathes
her 'glad rags' as she does."
.llmmle went off Into another gale of
laughter, then sobered down to tell the
sacrifices they had made to earn a
home that should be their very own.
When he had finished, the old lady's
eyes were suspiciously moist, and i>
1 they rose togo she looked at hl.'i
' pleadingly.
i "You will forgive a meddling o :
| fool, won't you, Jimmie?" she pleaded
! and Jimmie kissed her twice once hi
' token of forgiveness and once for tliv
title "Jimmie."
That night as he let himself into the
tiny flat lie found the two women por
ing over samples and fashion sheet
Aunt Adra was sitting in the Morri.
chair, and Dolly was perched on its
arm, the brown head against the gray
Miss Boxley looked up. with a smile,
as Dolly Hew to greet her husband.
"After this." she said dryly, "Miss
Dorothy Chappelle is still going t<•
wear silks and satins, but Dolly Box
ley Is selecting what she wants for her
home use. It is my treat and my apol
ogy."
The Faster Nag.
A writer, relating some of the inci
dents of General Grant's last days,
tells in the Century Magazine this an
ecdote of the ex-president. He was, as
every one knows, very fond of horses
and while spending a summer at I.ong
Branch was accustomed to take a dally
drive behind a uoted trotter.
By courtesy, although often against
his wish, he was always given a free
and open course. One day while jog
ging along he noticed in a casual way
a farmer and his wife, who, with a sin
gle horse and errand wagon, were just
ahead, evidently returning from mar
ket.
On attempting to "draw alongside"
and pass the couple there was a race
011 in a moment.
The farmer chirped in a peculiar way.
and his horse squatted into a long gait
ed and easy trot. Altogether it was a
veritable surprise to the other driver,
with his "professional trotter" and
light road wagon. But the farmer kept
the lead in spite of General Crant's of
forts to overtake him.
Occasionally through the dust he
could see the farmer's wife look back
to note their relative positious. Final
ly.after a mile heat, the farmer slow
ed up a little to allow the general to
come within hearing distance.
"Did you know who it was?" General
Grant was asked.
"Oh. yes." he replied. "The man
simply said. "General, you've got a
gor-d one.' and then I allowed bin, to
goon."
Taft's Turn to Buy Now.
To the jovial rivalry between l'resl
dent Koosevelt and President Elect
Tuft over the football prowess of Har
vard and Yale was added a new chap
ter the other day. The president elect
had just returned from riding with his
brother, Henry W. Taft, and Brigadier
General Clarence li. Edwards, both of
whom reached Hot Springs, Va., re
cently.
"How did the game come out?" he
asked.
"Four to nothing, and all for Har
vard."
"Oh, pshaw!" and then, with a laugh.
"I'll just have to send the president a
tittle congratulation by wire, but Yale
won last year."
The Brakeman's Joke.
"Ban over a cow this morning up
above Coffeyville," said the brakeman
to a reporter.
"How did it happen?" asked the re
porter.
"She was drinking out of a creek
under a bridge." shouted the brakeman
as he swung onto the last car and
wont grinning out of town.—Kansas
City Times.
TDEROSSHORTHPOLE
Explorer Godwin's New Plan of
an Arctic Expedition.
WILL DRIFT FOUR YEARS.
Expects Ice Pack to Carry Ship and (
Party From Alaska to Greenland In
That Time—To Start Next Septem
ber—Many Casks to Be Taken.
Evelyn Brings Baldwin, the arctic
explorer who led the unsuceesful
Zlegler expedition in search of the
north pole, a few nights ago revealed
his plans for another dash northward
whereby he not only hopes to reach
the pole, but actually to cross over it
by traversing a course from northwest
of Point Harrow, Alaska, to a point
between Spitzbergeu and the east
coast of Greenland, it is his plan to
let nature shape his course by run
ning his ship Into the drift ice, per
mitting it to become part of the ice
pack, and then to drift with the Arctic
currents until he has accomplished his
purpose of discovering the pole. Bald
win estimates that the drift will last
four years and that Its slowness will
permit him and his associates to make
many exploration trips on sledges on
both sides of the course.
Ily that means he feels sure much
will be added to the present scientific
and geographical information in rela
; tion to the arctic regions. Efforts
will lie made to keep the public in
America and Europe in touch with his
progress by sending up balloons carry
ing bulletins, says the New York Press.
That plan was pursued on the Zlegler
expedition, and several of the bulletins,
which were incased in cork buoys,
were fouint on land or at sea. The
start on this new expedition will not
be made before next September.
I The Baldwin party will leave the
Pacific coast in a steamship, which
I will be the main ship of the expedi
tion. There also will be two or more
supply steamships, which are to be
employed In transporting many heavy
timbers from the Oregon or Alaskan
forests, and also thousands of strong
casks, which will be tilled with oil,
clothes, food, emergency supplies and
other things needed for the long voy
age. There also will be portable
houses, sledges, small but strong
boats, forty or fifty dogs and three or
four Siberian horses. The horses will
be used the first year of the drift or
until provender runs out, and then
they will be killed and eaten.
The exploring party will consist of
about twenty-four persons, including
probably two American navy officers,
who already have expressed eagerness
togo on the expedition. Not more
than two or three Bsklinos will be
taken along, because they will be of lit
tle use on an expedition conducted for
1 purely scientific purposes. Baldwin
says he does not expect to find land at
the pole. He will not lie surprised,
however, to find it to the cast of that
1 point.
j "The initial point of the drift will be
to the northwest of Point Harrow.
Alaska," he said. "There we will make
fast to one of the large ice does at the
southern edge of the ice pack. The
supply steamships will discharge their
' supplies on the surfuce of the ice floes
and then leave us in charge of the
main steamship. We will proceed at
once to form a settlement upon the
floating ice island. These ice floes are
from eight to thirty feet thick and in
size as large as Central park or even
Manhattan Island. They are close to
gether. and the edges continually rub,
thus forming the ice pack."
| He said the reason for scattering
! thousands of logs and casks 011 the ice
1 floe is that if the floe should split they
can be recovered easily from the wa
ter. Even if a few should be lost
thousands will remain to supply the
needs of the explorers.
Asked how fast be thought the drift
j would bo after his ship bad become
I part of the ice floe, he said:
"We will be forced along at an aver
age rate of two utiles each tWenty
| four hours—that is to say, one d ree
Jof latitude a month—and in a course
j parallel to the course of the Joan net to
| of De I.ong's expedition and of the
j From of Hansen's expedition. Our
j course, however, will be directly
j across the Arctic ice pack instead of
across the margin, as was the case
I with De Long and Nansen."
"How long do you think that drift
j will last?" Baldwin was asked,
j "As we are to drift midstream—
that is, through the field of unobstruet
| ed drift of the pack, where the ice
j moves more swiftly than it does near
j the coast lines—we probably will con
| sume about four years hi the actual
drift. We will have drifted over the
; northern curvature of the earth, leav
| ing the pole about midway in the line
•if drift. We will go right over the
I pole."
Baldwin said the hull of his ship
j will be shaped to avoid the danger of
: being nipped by the ice if the floe
iliouid break to pieces and that the
discharge of the supplies on the ice
| Will make her ride high. Asked if lie
, thought such a long drift would break
ilown the minds and bodies of him and
his companions, the explorer said it
probably would if the expedition were
conducted on antiquated lines.
Will Green Shoes Be Worn?
Tanners of green calfskin report
mat manufacturers of men's and wo
men's fine shoes are making samples
I of that stock to be hurried to their
salesmen. New York city buyers are
said to look very favorably upon
green shoes owing to the prediction
1 that green will be widely worn next
spring and summer.
When Tired Out.
In case of exhaustion alcohol added
to the bath is a great invigorator. The 1
most economical way of using it is to
have a basin of clear water, and into ;
this put a tablespoonful of the spirits ;
to a quart of cool water. The body is
well sponged in this, using the water 1
freely. There will lie little danger of '
taking cold, and the bath will prove to !
be refreshing and restful
The trouble with many a man's In
tegrity is that it needs constant vindi
cation.—Chicago News.
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3 THE LADY OF^
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? By Martha Cobb Sanford.
Copyrighted. 1908. by Associated j
Literary Press. j
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So far as Tom Brewster was con-!
cemed, feminine accessories were fash- j
loned for the sole purpose of frighten
ing masculine beholders. If, for In
stance, wheu walking on the avenue;
in town he saw a mass of dancing;
plumes and feathery streamers about
to swoop down upon him, he shied as j
would a nervous thoroughbred at the
sight of fluttering paper.
This timidity was due both to his i
temperament and Ills circumstances.:
Ills mother had died when he was
very young, he had had no sisters, had
never cared for women's society, and
last, but far from least, bad never
availed himself of the privilege of;
studying the eternal feminine In the.
abstract—that Is, by gazing into shop
windows.
And so it happened that Annette
Avery, with her rullly gowns and
alarum supreme, her whirling parasol,
terrified Tom to the point of paralysis. j
From the hotel veranda, painfully con
scious of his own Ineligibility, he
watched other men from time to time
stroll off with her, all of them adepts
in the art of parasol manipulation.
Ordinarily such an exhibition of flip-1
pant superiority would not have piqued
him. It would have either roused his
disdain or escaped his observation al
together. But for some reason wholly 1
unintelligible to himself the thought
of any other man's holding Miss
Avery's parasol sent him Into a state
of feverish emotion.
Tom was nothing if not Ingenious;
and persistent. In the seclusion of his
9 by 0 hotel bedroom he prac
ticed twirling a carefully poised um
brella over his shoulder. The idiocy
of it tickled his demure sense of hu
mor. and the results were very grati
fying.
Whether the bewildering presence of
Miss Avery beside him would upset
tills heroically acquired equilibrium
could only be discovered by putting
himself to the actual test. lie decided
to risk it.
| "Miss Avery"—he ventured on hav-j
I lag the good luck to find her alone on
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"THEN ACrF.PT MR, DEAREST,'' TOM
PLEADED.
; the veranda in tlie early part of an
Idyllic summer day "won't you let me
paddle you up the creek a bit thin
I morning?"
Gracious as was Miss Avery's ac
knowledging smile, it could not <iuite
i conceal the astonishment in her wide
j open blue eyes. This Tom noticed,
i meeting the implication gallantly.
"You see." he explained, endeavor
, Ing to t<>ss eff the words witU worldly j
I ease, "you are so discouragiugly pop 1
Ular, Miss Avery. This is the tirst
j time 1 ever found you—detached, as it,
were."
Annette Avery laughed with delight
ful ingenuousness.
"I'd love to go. Mr. Brewster," she
i assured him. "It's too glorious a
morning to spend waiting for some
one w ho does not show up."
"Oh," said Tom, crestfallen, "then!
I you're not really detached, after all?"
I "Absolutely," was Annette's emphat
j lc reply. "A laggard in—n laggard,"
she finished weakly, "isn't worth wait
! lug for. When shall we start?"
| "Night away," urged Tom. lie was
apprehensive of that "laggard."
"All right," agreed Annette. "Just j
wait till I run In and tell mother."
| "Bring your parasol." Tom cried aft j
er her and then stood dumfounded at
his own temerity. But by the time
Annette reappeared he had braced
! himself literally for the shouldering,
1 of this formidable responsibility. What
| matter if on their way to tlu> boat-
I house he did carry the frivolous thins;
at an angle diametrically opposed t<_
Its protective purpose? He was h.ip
pily unconscious of it.and Annette.
| blinking heroically, was too mag
i nanimous to disillusion him.
The canoe launched, Tom, with soni
show of savoir falre, tossed the rush
lons into it and extended his hand tc
Annette. At length, with a long
graceful sweep of the paddle. they
were off.
The shimmering radiance of the sea!
marshes as they followed the win I
ings of the little creek soon subdued
their outbursts of admiration, and they j
fell by mutual consent Into dreamt
silence.
Suddenly in her excitement at sight i
of a "blue" crab scuttling sldewlse be
neath the canoe Annette lost hold ot
her parasol. Before Tom could rescut
It with his paddle a yelping mongre
of n dog sprang out of the tall grasses
and dashed Into the water after it.
"Bravo, old fellow!" called Tom.
"Here, here, sir."
But to the victor belong the spoils, i
and the dog made off with his capture.
Pursuit was impossible through the
wet marshes, i'owerless to avert the
catastrophe, they watched the dog's
fiendish demolition of the fragile con
trivance.
"It's au outrage!" exclaimed Tom.
"And It's your favorite sunshade too."
At this Annette burst Into a merry
, peal of laughter. What other man
among all "her conventional friends
would have used that quaint word
"sunshade?" It tickled her fancy.
"How do you know?" she asked him
teaslngly.
"Because you always carry It,"was
Tom's candid admission.
"That's because I haven't any
other," Annette Informed him. "But it
doesn't matter, really. It was Just a
garish cretonne thing."
Of these extraordinary specifications
Tom took rapid mental note. The next
day found him scouring the rural me
tropolis of Greenville for something
that corresponded to Annette's descrip
tion and to his own visual recollection
of the 111 fated purasol. But nowhere
had such a novelty as a "garish
cretonne sunshade" ever been heard
of.
lie told Annette so when, weary and
disgusted, he returned to the hotel.
She laughed at hlui mercilessly.
"Is It so funny?" he asked her wist
fully.
"Well, you are," she enlightened him;
"cretonne is quite a new thing for
parasols to be made of. It's generally
used for covering chairs and cushions
and window boxes and things like
that. So very probably all the shop
keepers over in Greenville thought you
were crazy when you asked them for a
cretonne para—sunshade."
"They acted so," was Tom's feeling
comment.
A few days later, forearmed with 1
this wealth of "cretonnlc" Information, j
Tom took his way confidentially up to |
town. Annette comforted herself with ]
the thought that nothing short of very 1
urgent business had forced him to post- j
pone even for a day their morning pad
dle up the creek, which had come to be !
for each of them an accepted and an
ticipated pleasure.
On his return, although (or more like
ly because!) it was late in the evening
and full moonlight, Tom sought out
Annette in the gay chatting groups on
the hotel veranda and quietly signaled
to her.
"Get something to throw around
you, Annette," he directed, "and let's
go down on the beach for a stroll. The
moonlight is beautiful on the water."
Annette, her heart fluttering prophet
ically, acquiesced without a moment's
hesitation.
When they had found a sheltered
nook on the lee side of a picturesque
old rock, Tom took off his overcoat
and spread it for Annette to sit upon.
As he did so a long, narrow package
dropped on the sand at his feet.
"What's that?" asked Annette sus
piciously.
"Something I picked up in town,"
Tom chuckled. "Want to see It?"
With exasperating deliberation Tom
unrolled the wrappings.
"Of course," answered the truly fem
inine girl, perched on the rock.
"There!" he exclaimed at length, un
furling the treasure. "Do you like it?"
"Oh, what a beauty!" gasped An
nette. "I never had such a—l mean 1
never saw such a lovely one. But,
Tom, cretonne would have been all
right."
Tom shook his head as one who
knows whereof he speaks.
"No," he told her boastfully. "The
cretonne ones aren't in the same class
with this. I know because I've got
two awfully garish ones of that kind
for you up at the hotel."
"Why, Tom Brewster!" reproved An
nette in astonishment. "Really, I can't
accept"—
"What?" Interrupted Tom calmly as
with the slender tip of the parasol,
which was all one mass of exquisite
filmy flowers, he made marks in the
smooth sand, upon which the moon
light shone with unmistakable distinct
ness.
Annette, her eyes tracing with fas
cinated wonder the written words, "1
love you," almost forgot Tom's ques
tion.
"I couldn't accept but one," she sud
denly roused herself to answer.
"Then accept me. dearest," Tom
pleaded, smiling up at her.
As to what happened then under the
sheltering "sunshade" even the man
in the moon was left to imagine.
ALL THE WAY ROUND.
An Odd Sort of Dinner and the Rea
son of It.
Lord rolkemmet, a Scottish lord of
session, usually retired lo his country
residence during the part of the year
when the court does no business.
John Ilagart, the Scottish advocate,
equally idle from a similar cause,
went to shoot, and, happening to pass
Lord IVs property, he met his lord
ship, who politely Invited John to take,
or. as he said, to tak\ a family dinner
with himself, his wife and daughter.
John accepted the invitation, and
they all assembled at the hour of din
ner. There was a joint of roasted veal
at the head of the table and stewed
veal at the bottom, veal soup lti the
middle, calf's head on one side of the
soup and veal cutlets on the other,
calfs foot jelly between the soup and
roast veal and calf's brains between
the stewed veal and the soup.
"Noo," said his lordship In his own
blunt way, "Mr. Ilagart, you may very
likely think this an odd sort of dinner,
but ye'll no wonder when you hear the
cause of it. We keep nao company.
Mr. Ilagart, and my daughter here ca
ters for our table. The way we do is
just this: We kill a beast, as it were,
today, and we just begin to cook it at
one side of the head, travel down that
side, turn the tail and just gang back
again by the other side to where we
began."
The Year Without a Summer.
The year 1810 has a remarkable cold
weather record and is known as "the
year without a summer." In that year
there was a sharp frost in every
month, and the people ail over the
world began to believe that some great
and definite change In the earth was
taking place. The farmers used tore- !
fer to It as "eighteen hundred and
starve to death." Frost, ice and snow ;
were common in June. Almost every
green thing was killed, and the fruit
was nearly all destroyed. During the
month snow fell to the depth of three
inches in New York and Massachu- j
setts and ten Inches in Maine. There j
were frost and Ice in July in New York.
New England and Pennsylvania, and j
corn was nearly all destroyed In cer- ;
tain sections. Ice half an inch thick '
formed In August. A cold north wind
prevailed nil summer.
WHEN TED COY WEPT
Hew Yale's Football Hero Col
lapsed After Tigers' Defeat.
SOOTHED BY HIS BROTHER.
Coach Tells Remarkable Story of the
Great Fullback's Hysteria Following
the Gridiron Battle at Princeton.
Fortunes of Game Rested Upon Him.
One of the Yale football coaches
supplied the facts for the following
story, which was written for the New
York Evening World by Bozenian Bul
ger:
When the great football game re
cently played between Yale and Prince
ton was ended a big, flaxen haired boy
drew a heavy blanket around his band-
I aged head and shoulders, hid himself
I In a corner of a bus, rested his elbows
[ ou ills knees and sunk his cliiu and
| Jaws Into his hands. Outside thou
! sands were cheering for Old Eli.
Along the streets of Princeton the
! old vehicle rolled with its twenty
! silent passengers. At the hotel all
' alighted, and a crowd rushed around
! to sing "Boola" and cheer Yale.
| Heedless of the victorious yells, the
j boy with the wliije hair and th" big
I blanket rushed up the steps, (lung
j open the door to his room, fell ou tlie
I bed and burst into a hysterical fit of
| weeping. On a chair near the bed sat
j a more elderly man—an exact replica
! of the young man. Without a word
i he soothingly took the athlete's feet,
threw them across his knees and sileut
i ly loosened the laces of his shoes,
i When the shoes and stockings had
been removed the older man. who also
carried an athletic breadth of shoulder,
; reached his band beneath the shoulders
; of the weeping athlete and pulled him
J to his feet.
"Brace up, old fellow," he said. "It's
nil over now. Tell me what came Into
you."
For a minute the boy stammered.
Ite couldn't say a word. Finally he
threw his arms around the neck of
his brother and gulped:
"Well, we won, anyway."
And with another hysterical spell of
weeping Ted Coy, acting captain of
the Yale team, fell across the bed and
burled his face in his bands.
The brother, who had carried the
Yale team to victory eight years ago,
sat beside him holding ills band, and
this is the way the rest of the team
found the heroes of 1908 and 1000
when they came to see if everybody
had been dressed.
The strain had told, and this was
the relaxation which followed the
greatest gnme of 1008. Here was a
man six feet in height and weighing
190 pounds—the hero of the day -cry
ing like a child. The fortunes of the
game had rested upon his shoulders.
With no one to guide him be had seen
the weakening of his team. With a
score of tS to 0 against them he had
deliberately ordered the right half
back to tako lils position nt right end.
and he had gone into the back Held
•tetermlued to carry the ball to vic
tory. If he had failed the censuring
eyes of 3.000 students would have been
upon him. He felt that they would
hnve accused him of putting himself
In the limelight, while the men who
had fought valiantly for an hour by
his side were thrust In the back
ground.
ITe did It all of his own initiative.
The coaches had absolutely nothing
to say. During the fifteen minutes
which elapsed between the halves the
Yale cohorts had remained In their
dressing room silent. The room w
filled with silence and gloom.
"Do you think you can win?" asked
Walter Camp, the veteran coach.
The other coaches were speechless.
"We will win,"' said Captain Coy,
and that was all that pa-sod. No one
had so much as a suggestion to make.
When the first fifteen minutes of the
second half had elapsed and no score
bad been made Slier win Coy, known to
Vale as "Shirt" Coy, sat on the side
lines painfully quiet. Edwin Coy, the
younger athlete, known to the students
as Ted Coy, then made the change
which swept Princeton off the field.
On the first down lie tore through the
Princeton line for seven yards. The
Tigers were ripped apart as if they
had been made of tissue paper. Again
be took the ball, utid again the rip
ping and tearing of the Tiger line was
apparent. The brother on the side
lines began pounding the coaches on
**» backs. He had come all the way
from Minneapolis to see his brother
save the day for Yale.
On and on went Acting Captain
Coy, and finally the score was tied.
With teu minutes left in which to
play. Ted Coy kept up his ripping and
grinding at the Princeton line. The
brother by this time was wild. Noth
ing could stop Ted. Whether it was
brute strength or whether it was the
lack of strength on the part of Prince
ton. Yale's acting captain was endowed
with some kind of primeval Instinct
which told him togo ahead, and tie
went.
MeKadyen, the bis center of Prlnce
ton, says that on one occasion he
grabbed Coy around the knees, and,
though he weighed more than 200
pounds, he was dragged for eight yards.
It seemed that nothing could stop ihe
hero of tlie day. When nobody else
could stop the plunges of the young
terror, Captain Dillon of Princeton
dived head forward against hitn and
was knocked senseless. Fie had to be
taken from the field in the arms of
the trainers. That was the last straw,
nnd in the next plunge the indomitable
Coy tore through the line and across
the line for n touchdown and—the
game.
Timo to Stop.
Mrs. Centum—Henry. 1 am more
than glad that you don't driuk now.
but how did yon come to leave off?
ltenha::i YOll remember the last time
your mother «:is h -re? Mrs. P.cnhntn
—Yes. Renhntn- Well, one night while
she was here 1 came home in pretty
bad shape nnd raw three of her. That
settled it.
The Rula of Three.
Stella—What is the rule of three?
Bella—That one ought togo home
New York Sun.
UNIQUE RIFLE MATCH
England and America to Have
Small Caliber Arms Contest.
FIFTY MEN ON EACH SIDE.
May Be Made Three Cornered Match if
Entry of Australia Can Be Procured.
Caliber of Rifles Limited to 23.
Handsome Trophy Provided.
An international rifle match of un
usual interest will be shot this winter
under tbe auspices of the Society of
Miniature Kifle Clubs of Great Britain
and tbe National Kifle Association of
America. Each country will be rep
resented by fifty men, who will shoot
ten shots each at twenty-five yards
with miniature rifles. The Americans
will doubtless use the 22 caliber, as
under the terms of the challenge the
caliber of the rifles is limited to 23,
which is comparatively unknown in
the Uuited Stales.
The ten shots are to be fired on what
is known as a double decimal target,
which is really two targets together,
each with an inch sigb'ijs bull and an
inner half inch bull teu. Tea
| concentric circles one-quarter of an
inch apart divide the count from one to
j ten. Five shots are to be fired on each
target, the ten shots constituting th»
| string allowed each competitor. One
! hundred targets will be sent to the Na
tional Kifle association by the Society
of Miniature Kifle Clubs, bearing the
I signature of the latter. The indorse
; ment of the American association will
be added and fifty of the targets re
turned to Great Britain. After the
shooting the two sets of targets will
be collected and exchanged to verify
the scores, which will be sent by cable.
It is possible that this unique match
will be a three cornered affair an 4
that Australia will be drawn into it.
The British society has provided a
handsome trophy to be held for one.
year by the winning country, and eaclv
participant will receive a commem
orative medal. Considerable prepara
tion will be necessary for the match,
which will likely not take place until
midwinter. The National Ititle asso
ciation will shortly begin selecting
the fifty shots to represent the United
States, and as It Is desired to secure
the best it Is probable that all the
rifle clubs affiliated with the assocln
tion will be invited to compete for the
honor of supplying members of the
team. After the "tryouts" a team will
be selected, and when the match is
shot the men chosen will shoot their
strings on the range belonging to
their own clubs. If possible, the dates
will bo arranged so that the shooting
will be done In both countries, or all
three, If Australia comes In.on the
same date, though necessarily there
will be some difference In actual time.
The challenge provides that any
rifle not exceeding 23 caliber may bo
used, with any sights not employing
glass, any ammunlton, and that any
; position may be assumed. The Ameri
cans will probably request that the
latter be changed and that the prort.
slon be restricted to offhand It is
believed the challengers wIU agree to
| this.
| While 22 caliber rifle practice, both
j In and out of doors, is growing in fa
| vor in the United States with great
J rapidity, the sport has not yet the
J popularity or the support it receives
jin England. Some of the greatest
men and women of the latter Country
j give It their hearty encouragement and
I patronage. For example, the Society
| of Miniature Ktfle Clubs is under tho
| patronage of 11. It. 11. the Duke of
| Connaught, while 'be two trustees are
* the Duke of Norfolk uhe premier duke
of Englandi and the Duke of West
minster, the wealthiest peer of that
country. Associated with them In the
management of the society are such
distinguished personages as the Mar
chioness of Londonderry, the Earl of
Albemarle, Viscount Colvllle. Lieuten
ant General Sir Inn Hamilton. Major
General Sir Alfred Turner. Lieutenant
General W. W. Prlseoe. Lieutenant
General F. Lance. Major General Sir
It. B. Love. Major General W. 11. Mc-
Klnnon, Major General A. C. C'od
rlngton and many others.
The president of the organization Is
none other than the great field mar
shal Earl Roberts, who has been s<>
active in promoting the cause of min
iature rifle practice as well as mili
tary and civilian rifle practice in gen
eral throughout the British empire.
The only organization in the United
States which approaches the support
given the English society is the Na
tional Blfle association.
It Surely Doss.
Bficon—The flea is a coward. It
never comes up to the scratch.
Egbert—Well, It comes up to tho
place where tho scratch Is going to be,
nil riglit.—Yonkcrs Statesman.
None of us may know when the echo
of a careless word will «v.t e vibrating
In the hearts of some that hear.
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