V The Ambitious Spirit of Mary Louise. I By MABEL NELSON THURSTON. ;jy4. In the sixteen years of her life, Mary Louise ClaMn had neevr spent a night away from her home. This circum stance, which seemed to the girl in dicative of cruel disfavor toward her on the part of fate, was easy of ex planation. In that quiet New England village, where both wealth and want were rare visitors people Behlom went away for the summer, or sent their daughters to boarding school. As for visits to relatives, Mrs. Claf lln's only brother had been In Califor nia for twenty years, and of Mr. Claf lln's sisters, one lived In a lonely farm house somewhere up In the hills a place so bare of attractions, according to Mr. Claflln's boyish memory, that East Winstead had become a gentle joke In the family chronicles the de sirable end of the most towering am bitions; that ambitions were owned chiefly by Mary Louise. So to the Claflln young people the only door way to the great outside world was that of Mr. Claflln's younger sister, who had married a well-to-do lawyer In New York. And Mrs. Tremont had been not un mindful of her duty toward her rela tives; Felicia and Tom and Emily had more than once visited her; but for Mary Louise, down at the bottom of the list, the happy hour had never struck. Twice, Indeed, she had been Invited, but once her Cousin Evelyn had been taken ill with scarlet fever, and the other time Mary Louise hereelf had sprained her ankle. So Mary Louise believed In an adverse fate. One rainy summer night, when the family were all gathered In the sitting room, she spoke up suddenly: "I don't see what's the use of having a good mind If one Is never going to be al lowed an opportunity of broadening it" . There was a stir about the table; Mary Louise's remarks were quite apt to create a sensation. Her mother looked puzzled. Her father glanced over his newspaper at his youngest . daughter and waited, but Tom doubled up with tormenting laughter. "Poor Polly-Lou!" he said, tenderly. "It must be hard. I never was bur dened with greatness myself, but I've always heard 'twas painful. You have my profoundest sympathy." Mary Louise flushed, but she did not change her statement There was something stanch about her; she had toeant no conceit In her remark. She Jooked across at her father, who was - the one who oftenest understood. "How can one," she persisted, seri ously, "If one never goes anywhere or sees anything?" . "I have it!" Tom Interrupted, with dramatic Inspiration. "You shall go to East WlnBtead I will pay your fare myself! Never let It be said of Thomas Claflln that he was unmindful of .the genius growing up at his side! Pack your trunk, Polly-Lou! To East Winstead you shall go to-morrow!" Mary Louise, disregarding her broth er, still questioned her father with pleading eyes. He smiled across at her, remembering the Impatient dreams of his own youth. "There's time yet little girl," he an swered. "Suppose we go out on the piazza tor a promenade, and talk it ; over?" Mary Louise sprang up eagerly. Many a difficulty had been cleared way in a walk with father; but as she threw open the door the light fell upon the dripping figure of one of their neighbors. "I guess I'm too wet to come in," he returned, in answer to Mary Louise's invitation. "I just thought I'd leave your mall, since 'twas on my way; thought likely wouldn't any of you be going down to the office to night" Mary Louise took the handful of mall two or three newspapers and one letter and holding the door open, lighted the neighbor down the path. But the strain upon her politeness was evident by the slam with which the door blew shut; she knew by the en velope that the letter was from Aunt Felicia and the consciousness of what It mlgh contain coming so close upon her cry, thrilled her, to her finger-tips. She carried it to her mother, and then Stood waiting. , "Aunt Felicia says," he mother an swered Mary Louise's beseeching eyes, "that she wants one of the girls to spend August with her at Long Isl and. She wishes that she could in vite two of you, but as she expects several other guests, including Miss Gates, she has not room this summer. But whichever one of you decides to go, she promises the happiest month that Bhe can give." Mary Louise grew white with excite ment To meet Miss Gates, the cele brated writer! Mary Louise, in her wildest dreams, had never thought of anything so wonderful. Had not Miss Gates been for two years past the - Ideal of all her most exalted ambi tions? And to see her talk with her to live with her for days! Then Mary Louise awoke to the eager planning of the girls. "We must make her the prettiest travelling dress we poselbly can con trive," Felicia was saying'. "It's Mary Louise's first journey, and she must be fitted out properly." "I'll see to her hat," Emily promised. "No, you needn't look at me, Mary Louise; you haven't any say In this (Whatever; the goirg Is your part, but the getting you ready Is ours." "But," Mary Louisa stammered. bravely, "It doesn't seem right; neith er of you ever saw Miss Gates; and I could wait!" That last word was rebellious, but she conquered it "Yes, I suppose you could," Felicia returned brlBkly, "but I don't see that there's any reason why you should. No, you're going this time, Mary Louise, and no mistake! You may as well consider that settled once for all, and make up your mind what color you want for your travelling dress." So, then, Mary Louise surrendered herself to the delicious whirl of prep arations, and walked the next ten days with her face full of radiant dreams. Her mother, In secret moments, grieved over it a little; it hurt her that the child seemed so utterly happy in the thought of leaving home; her father understood. "The wanderlust v. In her veins; she can't help it any more than the birds can. Let her try her wings, mother. She'll come back to the old nest glad ly enough. Our girls aren't the kind to have their heads turned by a month of fashion." And so Mairy Louise's mother hid her fears, and brought down from a chest In the garret the blue silk dress. A dozen times before It had been tak en out and laid aside as too good to cut up, but now Mary Louise was to have a silk waist made of it. Girls never had too many pretty things; and Mary Louise should not be ashamed before all those people. So the planning and the work went on, until at last the trunk stood packed reatlv for the ninrnlntr start. How nany times Mary Louise had crept up to the garret In days that now seemed lives ago, and climbed up on that old trunk and dreamed of the journeys It had taken! After all, that wistful dreaming seemed nearer than this strange, bright reality. A whistle at the foot of the stairs in terrupted her glowing thoughts. The whlBtle was Tom's, and his voice fol lowed it. "Polly-Lou, here's a letter for you!" Mary Louise shut the trunk and ran downstairs; Ehe had been expecting instructions from Aunt Felicia in re gard to trains. "It's Aunt Felicia's letter," she ex plained, tearing the envelope open. "Oh, I do hope I can take the morning train! It seems to me 1 couldn't stand It not to get there till night, and have to wait another day before I see the ocean! I " The sentence was broken abruptly. She read the note once, twice; and then without a word banded it to her mother and walked across to the win dow. In the silence that followed she could hear the letfer being passed from one to another; nobody had the heart to read It aloud. It was a very short note to mean so much. Aunt Felicia was plainly sorry for the disappointment to Mary Louise, but it could not be helped. Mr. Tre mont's only sister was ill, and the doc tor had ordeerd her to spend six weeks at the seashore, and as she had no one with whom to leave tne children, they must come, too; and an invalid, three children and their nurse would so fill the cottage as to make any other guests Impossible. Aunt Felicia did hope that Mary Louise would not be very greatly disappointed, and begged her to consider it only a postponement of her visit; she muBt come to New York in the fall. The letter reached Tom last; he read It and gave a long whistle. "If fate hasn't made a muss of It again!" he exclaimed. "You'll have to take my advice, Polly, and go to East Win stead; there's nothing else left" Felicia, longing1 to comfort her sis ter, darted an indignant glance at him, but Mary Louise, turning from the window, said soberly: "I think I will." There was a moment of consterna tion too great for words; then the chorus broke out. "0 Mary Louise, not really!" "You never could stand It in the world, child, 'way up there on the top of nowhere!" "I know it's hard, dear, but we'll make the summer as pleasant as we can, and after all, October will be here In two months." But Tom marched solemnly across the room. "I should esteem it an hon or to be allowed to shake hands with you, Polly-Lou," he said, approvingly. "That's what I call grit" That evening, sitting up on the old trunk with mother's arms about her. Mary Louise confessed that it wasn't grit at all. "It seemed as If after I'd got al,l ready, I'd rather go to the Desert of Sahara than not to go anywhere at all!" Bhe cried. "I've missed Miss Gates anyhow, but I do so want to see something different for once in my life, if it's nothing but a different col ored barn. And I can't put any faith In October something else would be sure to happen." Of couree she bad her way, and the letter to Aunt Mary was written that night The response was immediate and full of pleasure. Mr. Claflln read it several times with a stirring of old memories. "I'm afraid we haven't been fair to Mary to neglect, her so," he said. "I never meant to, only I didn't want to force any of you children to go there, and I never could seem to get away myself. You'll find her ai good aunt, I think. I'm glad you're going." . The next day Mary Louise, on her way to the hills, dwelt upon two mem orles, the queer "choky" breakfast awl the strange feeling of diem ay that seized her when Bhe saw the station and the dear home group slipping away behind her. She turned her thought resolutely from these to the future, to the six hours on the train . flying through an unknown world, to the "top o' nowhere," to Aunt Mary and Uncle William and possible neighbors. Toward afternoon the train began to climb the hills. In one of the yet un charted places of Mary Louise's soul was a deep and reverent love of na ture, and the beauty of the violet shadowed masses that crowded the horizon held her fast. She watched them with growing eagerness. "Oh, I didn't know that the hills were like that!" she cried to herself, struggling for words to express her exultation. But when she Btood at last the soli tary passenger on tne tiny country platform, her high mood suddenly de serted her. There was no house In sight and the hills wrapped In even ing shadows looked cold and desolate; not even her uncle's hearty greeting could make the world seem other than a very empty place. It was a little better when they reached the house with its cheery lights and Aunt Mary's welcome. Aunt Mary's arms felt like mother's and mother Mary Louise looked out the window and winked hard two or three times. Aunt Mary did not seem to notice; ehe was talking comfortably while she Bet the supper on the table. She was Borry that Margaret wasn't down, she said, but one of her rare headaches had got the better of her, and she was trying to sleep It off. She'd be all right In the morning; it was so nice that Mary Louise had happened to come at the same time. Mary Louise didn't care about any other girl then; she was thinking how long a moh was. She ate her sup per and answered all Aunt Mary's questions about the family, but when at last she was up in her room, safe ly sheltered in darkness, her courage broke down. She was homesick. "I didn't suppose going away was like this," she sobbed. She buried her face in her pillow and cried bitterly for a little while; then she made one more remark: "I said I was going to Btay a month and I will." Mary Louise opened her eyes early the next morning to countless gentle invitations the warm touch of the sunshine across her face, the song of the lndlgo-blrd in the juniper beside her window, the light breeze burdened with dewy fragrance, the glory of the hills lifting morning faces to the sky. She ran to the window and looked out eagerly. It seemed as if the whole world lay before her, shining and beau tiful and Infinitely joyous. "It'B something to see this!" she thought, with a thrill of exultation. It was good to know that here had been no barren longing. She dressed quickly and hurried down stairs, as no one was in -the kitchen, she. stepped out into the gar den. Then she stopped in sudden dls may. She had expected to find another girl, and here she got no farther in her thought, for a pair of firm hands were holding hers and a cordial voice was saying: "So this is the little niece Mrs. Bak er has been looking for so eagerly! I'm not going to wait for an introduc tion a morning like this is an intro duction fit for a king, don't you think BO?" Mary Louise looked up shyly; then she forgot her shyness. It was such a bright, eager face, with such re serves of joy behind it! "I'm going to like her!" Mary Louise thought, with a curious little thump of her heart. She did not know thaTthat was the way hundreds of homesick girls had felt when this woman smiled Into their faces. "Only," Mary Louise reminded her, "I don't know your name not any far ther than Margaret." Her new friend laughed. "That was brilliant of me, wasn't it?" she replied. "However, there Isn't much more of it only Gates." Mary Louise stared, doubtful of her own ears; she fairly stammered in the confusion of the revelation. "You are not you can't be not the one that was going to Aunt Felicia's!" she cried. Miss Gates smiled down into the ex cited face. "I think I must be," she answered. "Mrs. Tremont invited me, but o did Mrs. Baker; they are both old friends of my mother's, you know. And I thought Mrs. Baker is lonely sometimes, that perhaps she needed me a little bit, and so I came here. We didn't know then that Mary Louise was coming." 'Mary Louise looked at Miss Gates solemnly. "I didn't deserve it," Bhe said. "I didn't come for Aunt Mary's sake. I came because I was disappoint ed that I couldn't go to Aunt Felicia's. I deserved a horrid time!" Miss Gates laughed. "We will give Aunt Mary the loveliest month!" Bhe said. As long as she lives, Mary Louise will never forget that morning. Aunt Mary promptly banished them after breakfast, positively reruslng their of fers of help, and so, answering the call of the day, they set off on a tramp. Every step led Mary Louise farther and farther into wonderland; worlds within worlds, she found, had dwelt beside her door, and she had never known it. She stopped at last, almost weary with excitement " never imagined that just places were so Interesting," she cried, as they sat resting1 on a big boulder. "I al ways wanted to know things, but I sup posed you had to travel and see pic tures and museums-and buildings and everything." Miss Gates understood instantly: "When I was fifteen," she said. "I waa about the most discontented gin you ever saw. I lived in the coun try and I supposed I'd Have to live In the oountry all my life, and it seemed to me that I just couldn't endure It never going anywhere or seeing any thing. That summer a geologist board ed with us tor a while, a professor from Harvard, and one evening, very quietly, without my realizing what he wbb doing, he drew from me my ambi tions and discontent Then he began to question me about the country round me the rocks and flowers and birds; I couldn't tell him anything. I never had cared enough to study them. I never Bhall forget the sudden way be turned on me, and the change in his voice as he exclaimed: 'My dear child, how do you think you will ever be able to Bee God's world abroad If you have not learned to see the beauty of God's world about you? Wherever you go, you will have to carry your own eyes with you.' " Mary Louise drew a long breath. "And that was the way you began to like things?" she asked, timidly. "That was the way. He opened my eyes to my own ignorance. All my life I never can repay what I owe him." Mary Louise turned her earnest face toward the shining hills. Words were never easy for her, that was why she did not try to say anything; but in her heart was the resolve that she, too, would try to learn, and not walk blind ly all her days. It was two weeks later that Mr. Claf lln arrived unexpecteuiy at his sister's house. "To' take me home!" Mary Louise re peated when, after the first delighted greetings, Uiey went out for a stroll together. Her father glanced down at her quiz zically. "Well, not precisely, that is, not for long. The fact Is, Uncle Wal ter has to run over to England for three months. Aunt Felicia declares that nothing less than a year abroad could Induce her to cross the sea; but Evelyn Is going and he offers to take one of our girls at the same time. And the general consensus of opinion at home seemed to be that this was the opportunity for which Mary Louise had been longing all hor life." "But Emily, or Felicia!" cried Mary Louise in a daze. "Emily doesn't seem to be pining for ocean experiences, and Felicia says that she has been away three times al ready, and it's your turn now." From Mary Louise eyes the daz zling vision was clearing. She looked up at her father unflinchingly. "I can't put it into words well," she said, "but I didn't understand before. I thought it was things that ought to be different when it wag really me; I guess it's better to get yourself ready even if you never go, than to go and not be ready. And besides, Felicia's the oldest and It's her right." A flash of keen pleasure came into her father's eyes; Mary Louise looked away. "You are sure that you won't be orry?" her father asked. "Yes, sir, I am sure," Mary Louise answered, sturdily. "I've found a friend, and I've learned how much there is to learn In the world, and I think that's a good deal for one sum mer, don't you?" "Yse," her father answered, "I do." You are right; it's better than going abroad." The Youfhs Companion. Name of Flowers. It is interesting to know how cer tain flowers get their names. Many were named after Individuals. For Instance; Fuchias were so called be cause they were discovered by Leon ard Fuchs. Dahlias were named for Andre Dahl, who brought them from Peru. The camelia was so called for a missionary named Kamel, who brought some magnificent specimens of the flower to France from Japan. He called It the rose of Japan but his friends changed It to camelia. Magnolias were named in honor of Prof. Magnol de Montpelller, who first brought the beautiful tree to France from America and Asia. Because they trembled with the wind is the mean ing of the anemones. The Latin word to wash is lavare, and lavender re ceived its name because the Romans put the flowers into water when they washed to perfume their hands. New Orleans Times Democrat. 8harks Increasing on Coast Further evidence of the Increase of sharks in Massachusetts Bay was fur nished by the officers of the Indra Line steamship Indrashama, which arrived at Mystic wharf last night Captain Evans reported that ho passed schools, of sharks as he approached the coast They began to appear when the steamer approached within one hun dred miles of Boston Light and swarm ed around the vessel for miles. The water was quiet and the animals ap peared to be sluggish, hardly moving enough to get out of the steamer's path. But they followed her, evidently expecting to bo fed. The crew said they bad never seen so many of the big fish even In tropical waters, and their testimony is borne out by recent tales of the fishermen, whose move ments the sharks have seriously Im peded. Boston Transcript Extending Zone. "Tteachcr says,' t exclaimed the precocious child, "that we live In the temperate zone." "Yen," answered Col. Stilwell; "and if these prohibitionists keep going, it'll be worse than that." Washington Star. Quite So. "A botanist runs across many queer specimens of vegetation." "So does a man who boards." Hon ton Chronicle. DUST SHOWN TO HAVE ITS USES. Particles In the Air tJsrve t Moderate the Tempratur-A Blanket For Earth. We are apt to think of the dust that the air contains In greater or lest quantities as simply an annoyance, and perhaps a source of disease, but the researches of scientists have of late years revealed atmospheric- dust to us in new lights. It appears that when the air Is very thick and hazy it may contain dust particles to the number of from 10,, 000 to 20,000 in every cubic centi metre, while a cubic centimetre of very clear air may contain only from a dozen up to a few hundred parti cles. The observations of the best au thorities Indicate that there Is a re lation between the quantity of dust and the temperature of the air. A great amount of dust, It Is averred, increases the temperature In the day time and checks the fall of tempera ture at night. The reason apparently is that the presence of dust serves as an obstruc tion to the free radiation of heat through the air. The sunbeams pass through very pure, clear air without lending much heat to it, and at night the heat received by the ground dur ing the day readily escapes through the same air, but if the atmosphere is heavily laden with dust the sun's rays are partially arrested by the particles which, becoming heated, in turn warm the air, and in like manner heat radiated from the earth at night is retained in the hazy layers of air in contact with Its surface. ' Without its atmosphere, which serves as a coverlet to protect it against the fearful cold of space, the surface of the earth would be frozen like that of the airless moon. But the latest researches seem to show that the beautiful atmospheric blan ket wrapped round our planet varies in its power to retain heat in propor tion to the amount of dust particles It contains. This is an instance of the unex pected importance that the most mi nute phenomena of nature frequently assume when their true significance has been ascertained. Philadelphia Record. The Children's Friend. Mr. C, a distinguished lawyer of Boston, was on his way to Denver to transact some important business. During the afternoon he noticed, In the opposite section of the Pullman, a sweet-faced, tired appearing woman traveling with four small children. Being fond of children and feeling sorry for the mother, he soon made friends with the little ones. Early the next morning he heard their eager questions and the patient "Yes, dear," of the mother as she tried to dress them, and looking out he saw a small white foot protruding beyond the opposite curtain. Reach ing across the aisle, he took hold of the large toe and began to recite: "This little pig went to market; this little pig stayed at home; this little pig had roast beef; this little pig had none; this little pig cried wee wee all the way home." The foot was suddenly withdrawn and a cold, quiet voice said: "That is quite sufficient, thank you." Mr. C. hastily withdrew to the smoker, where he remained until the train arrived In Denver. Good Housekeeping. Flippancy Easy. Ripley Hitchcock, the brilliant critic, at a dinner in Bar Harbor at tacked flippancy in criticism. "It is so distressingly easy to be flippant," Mr. Hitchcock said. "With out any difficulty one can take up a beautiful work of art, apply a little flippancy to it, and, lo, it becomes Billy and ridiculous. "A good example of this is Rus kln's criticism of Klngley's beautiful lines: " 'They rowed her in across the roll ing foam, The cruel, crawling foam.' "Ruskln in a lecture recited those excellent lines in a scornful voice, then made the comment: " 'Gentlemen, the foam is not cruel, neither does it crawl.' "Now, that was -very telling In a flippant way, but don't the lines re main beautiful for all?" New York World. An Essential to It. One morning, a tew weeks ago, as a South Jersey country physician was driving through a village, he saw a man, slightly under the influ ence of liquor, amusing a crowd of spectators with the antics of his trick dog. The doctor pulled up and watched the fun a while and then said: "My dear man, how do yon man age to train your dog that way? I can't teach mine a single trick." The man addressed looked up, and with that simple rustic look replied: "Well, you see, it's this way: yon have to know more'n the dog or you can't learn him nothin.' " Philadel phia Ledger. Under Other Circumstances. Pat got a job moving some kegs of powder, and to the alarm of the fore man was discovered smoking at his work. '"Gracious!" exclaimed the foreman. "Do you know what hap pened when a man smoked at this job some years ago? There was an explosion which blew up a dozen men." "That couldn't happen here," returned Pat, calmly. "Why not?" " 'Cos there's only me and you, waa the reply. Lonrton News. --- BIWIHMM OtmOH, JTJSTIOK OF THB PEA OK, Passion, Attorney and Real'.EetaU Agsat Raymond jb. bkown, attorney at law, BrookvtlLh, Pa. Q, M. MCDONALD, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW) Rsal estate Mint, natanta secured, col- actions made promptly. UUlcelu Syndicate ktiUdlug, HeyooUUville, Pa. (JWlTfl M. ttccrtictanT, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, Notary public and rest estate agent, Col (rations will receive prompt attention. Offlos b the Keynoldavllle Hardware Co. building, Bain street Keynuldtvllle, Fa. QVL B. E. HOOVER, DENTIST, Resident dentist In the Hoover building Main atreet. Gentleness In operating. I)R. I I MEANS, DENTIST) Office on second floor of the Flrat National bank building. Main street. DO. R- DBVEUE kino, DENTIST, Office on second floor of the Syndicate bull at. Main street, Keynoklirllle, Pa. JJENRY PRIESTER UNDERTAKER. Black and white funeral ears. Mala street, BeynoldsvUle, Pa. MARKETS. PITTSBURG. Wheat No. t red I S3 1) Rye No. 2 Corn No. 2 fellow, ear 05 96 No. 9 yellow, shelled 87 W Mixed ear 77 74 Oats No. white M 6J No. 8 white i t 68 Flour Winter patent 6 80 ' 6 00 Fancy straight winters Bay No. 1 Timothy 1901 M 00 Clover No. 1 1151 12 5) Feed No. 1 white mid. ton 51 SO 00 " Brown middlings 2601 1W0) Bran, hulk 24 01 24 50 Straw Wheat 7 0) 8 ik Oat 7 0 8 00 Dairy Product. Butter Elgin creamery I fO 82 Ohio creamery 24 to Fancy country roll 10 21 Cheese Ohio, new 14 IS New York, new 14 16 Poultry, Eto. Hens per lb t 14 IB Chickens dressed 18 20 Eggs Pa. and Ohio, fresh. 21 27 Frultt and Vegetables. Potatoes Fancy white per bu.... g) 85 Cabbage per ton I 81 1 (10 Onions per barrel too 125 BALTIMORE. Flour Winter Patent i 5 70 I 90 Wheat No. 9 red 1 04 Corn Mixed 71 79 Eggs 17 H Butter Ohio creamery 98 31 PHILADELPHIA. Flour Winter Patent I 5 0 6 75 Wheat No. 8 red 07 Corn No. 2 mlied M 8 Oats No. 8 white it M Butter Creamery 80 81 ggs Pennsylvania firsts 88 20 NEW YORK. Flour Patents I 6 80 8 9) Wheat No. 8 red Corn-No. 9 Oats No. white M 65 Butter-Creamery 80 88 Eggs State and Pennsylvania.... 97 Si LIVE 8TOCK. Union 8tock Yards, Pittsburg. CATTLS Extra, 14.10 to 1800 pounds 0) a I 95 Prime, 1800 to 1400 pounds 6 75 8 DO Good, 1200 to 10 pounds 6 50 .4 5 75 Tidy, lnw to 1100 pounds. 4 75 4 5 40 Fair, 900 to 1100 pounds 40) 14 4 85 Common, 700 to 900 pounds. 8 51 4 8 90 Bulls 8 00 4 850 Cows 160) 6i BOOS Prime, heavy. 8 00 4 8 2) Prime, medium weight 60 .4 6 90 Bent heavy Yorkers 51 1 14 5 HO Light Yorkers. 5 15 14 5 Figs 4?4 5 00 Roughs 5 (4 7 Stags 0 W71 8HIIP Prime wethers 4 10 a I 25 Oood mixed S4S9 40J Fair mixed ewes and wethers 8 0) 14 1 50 Culls and common 1 51 14 8 5) Spring lambs 40) (41 JO Veal calves 60) 14 7 7) Heavy to thin ealves 800 9 1 51 SPORTING NOTES. Yale has thlrty-flve candidal positions in the hockey team. W. K. Vanderhllt heads the list of winning owners on the French turf with a total of $263,640. Hal Chase may be compelled to re turn to the New York Amerioans or retire from professional baseball. Arthur Curtlsa James has been named to succeed Cornelius Vander hllt as commodore of the New York Yacht Club. Mrs. C. T. Stout, the national cham pion of 1901 and 1902, with a card of eighty-nine, won the gross score prize In the women's golf tournament at Fox Hills. The Boston ' Americans hare sold out Held er Chadbourne and pitcher Glaze to the American Association for 11500 each. This Is the first weeding out sale of the winter. That the French Jockey Club will raise a bar to professional horsemen from America to preTent a rush of horsemen to that country was an nounced aa a settled fact. T I. ,iM thor Wnrrv Wolverton. who handled the champion Wllllams- port team in the TN-State League this year, will manage the Newark Eastern League team next season. Joe Tinker, the Cubs' great short stop, has gone on the stage. He Is plavlng the part of Bud Hall, coach of the college crew in "Brown, of Harvard," now touring the Western cities. It has been definitely settled that the finish fight betweenTommy Burns and Jack Johnson for the heavyweight championship of the world will take place at Sydney, N. S. W., on Decem ber 26. There Is going to be a bitter fight to restore racing at Hot Springs, Ark. The business men there have com bined In favor of the sport, and they gay they hope to be successful In their efforts.
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