Evening Star Newspaper, August 20, 1922, Page 53

National Rogues’ Gallery for Insects (Here Are Some of the Receives South American Specimens BY D. JAY CULVER. VERY great city has its rogues’ gallery, but most of them are reservcd for criminals only. The city of Washington is unique in that it possesses a “rogues’ gallery” exclusively for insects. Injurious insects cost the taxpayers in the United States more than $1,500.,000.000 annually. The boll weevil alone has eaten half a billion dollars’ worth of cotton since it was tntroduced from Mexico thirty years ago. Practically all of these crimi- nals are of foreign origin. Some elipped into the country .unnoticed several years ago. When discovered, the pests had become so deeply in- trenched that it was impossible to wipe them out. To prevent the further immigration of undesirable aliens the federal horticultural board was established a few vears ago. Its agents inspect all vessels and cargoes entering Ameri- can harbors. If they discover any stowaways aboard they send them immediately to the ‘*rogues’ gallery” in the United States National Museum for identification. If injurious the shipments in which they are found are quarantined and the stowaways are depotted. * Tk ok % OW are they identified? More than 400,000 different kinds of in- sects are known and 3,000 new va- rieties are being described every year.. No' one scientist could possibly know them all. He must limit him- self to one particular class of insects. Eighteen specialists are employed by the Department of Agriculture in this important work of. identifying speci- mens. Obviously, the efficiency of their work depends upon their hav- ing access, for purposes of compari- gon, to a large. well classified col- lection of insects from all parts af the world. Hence, the rogues’ gal- lery. More than 2,500,000 specimens have ‘been mounted, labeled and classified 5o that they are immediately avail- able to Investigators. It is not only one of the largest collections of in- sects in the world, but it is one of the greatest economic Importance. No othef collection is used for identifi- cation purposes on so large a scale. The Department of Agriculture is fighting on the offensive. Instead of waliting for injurious insects to in- vade this country, scientific apies are sent out to forelgn lands where dan- gerous Insects are believed to exist. They study them, learn their habits and bring back specimens for the rogues’ gallery. Dr. William M. Mann, one of these #pecial Investigators in the division of insects, has just returned to Washington after having spent eleven months studying South Amer: fcan insects in the central part of Bolivia. He made a particular study of fruit flies, because large shipments of bananas and gther tropical fruits are being imported from that section. He did not confine his activities to fruit flles, however. He returned with an extensive general collection of Insects, and a number of mammals for the Washington Zoo. Dr. Mann rides his hobby to work. He has been collecting insects since he ‘was & boy in Helena, Mont. His travels in search of rare and unusual speci- mens have taken him to the uttermost parts of the globe. At Leland Stan- ford University he majored in ento- mology and acted as laboratory assist- ant in that department. During his summer vacations he studied insect life in southern California, New Mexico and Arizona. ' The year he graduated, 1911, he accompanied the Stanford expedition to Brazil as entomologist. This was his first extensive trip as a scientific explorer. 4 Upon his return he entered the grad- wuate school at Harvard University. He made many excursions to foreign flelds on the strength of a traveling fcllow- ship' in entomology. which he won shortly after his arrival at Cambridge. He visited Halto, the Bahama Islands, Cuba, "Asiatic Turkey and the Holy Land. He followed the Biblical route from Egype to Palestine. In 1915 he yeoceived his degree as doctor of sclence. The next two years he spent among the peoples of the South Seas, espe- clally on the Fiji Islands. s * % % ¥ \HE_recent expedition to Bolivia was organized by Dr. H. H. Rusby of Columbia University, who was' particu- Jarly igterested in the medicinal plants of. South America. He invited Dr. Mann, Dr. O. E. White of the Brooklyn botanic gardens and N. E. Pearson of the University of Indiana to accom- pany him. Two movie camera men went along, but they were independent of the scientific party. The party sailed from New York last June and landed at Arica, Chile, one of the leading ports on the western coast of South America. Ten hours later they found themselves at an altitude of 14500 feet. Part of the journey through the Andes had to be made by mules, the remainder by automobile. When they reached La Paz, the loftiest capital in the world, students joined the expedition at the request of the Bolivian minister of education. When the party reached the interior it ar- ranged with the priests at the Spanish missions to have the natives build rafts to carry them down the river. It was thrilling at first to shoot the rapids in the upper Bopl, but soon the novelty wore off and they were actually dis- appointed when there were no rapids to shoot. Their first permanent camp was established at Huachi, at the junc- tion of two rivers. There they re- mained for three months, making side trips, exploring the country and from time to time enjoying hunting trips with the Indians as guides. Their work never conflicted, for each man sought only those specimens in which he was particularly interested. Dr. Rusby specialized in medicinal plants, while Pearson centered his attention upon reptiles, fishes, frogs and toads. Dr. White colected tropical plants and flowers for the Brooklyn botanic gardens. The two young Bolivian students absorbed what knowledge they could by watching the Ameri- cans at their work. While at this camp Dr. Rusby was taken seriously ill and was forced to return to New York. Dr. Mann suc- ceeded him as director of the expedi- tion. The scientists worked their way slowly along the Beni river valley, gathering specimens as they went, until they reached the Amazon.” Then they concluded their investigations and sailed for home. Dr. Mann experienced no difficulty in finding an abundance of insects in Bolivia. They hummed and buzzed every time he turned around. His greatest difficulty was to select the ones that were really worth study- ing and cellecting. He might have captured thousands —nay, tens of thousands—of grass- hoppers and mosquitoes without stir- ring away from his camp, if he had not been particular about the variety of his specimens. He was not on piecework. Numbers mean nothing to the brethren of the net. It is de- cidedly amateurish to mention mere numbers in any field of collecting, whether it be stamps, coins or antique furniture. Aristotle first studied and classified grasshoppers and mos- quitoes. It would have been a waste of time for Dr. Mann to bother with insects that have been known for a thousand years. It wis up to him to find something new—something that no one had ever seen or heard of be- fore. * k kK OLLECTING insects sounds easy enough. Theoretically it is pure- ly a matter of creeping up behind weak and defenseless little creatures and giving them a whiff of chloro- form when they are not looking—and they* calmly fall over into the col- lector’s waliting net or cyanide bottle. A process as simple as sprinkling salt on a birdie's tail. In practice it means wallowing around in mud, poking into decayed vegetation, turning aver stones, prying loose the bark of dead trees, getting up before breakfast to catch certain early insects and stay- ing up all night to catch the late ones. Not all insects fall into’the same trap. The conscientious collector must study his quarry in order to de- termine which method is the . best suited to the capture of certain spe- cles. He must remember at all times the collector’s motts “All " things come to him who waits—provided he ‘waits in the right spot.” Scientists who indulge’in collecting are, as a rule, terribly misunderstood. They do not, as our cartoonists would have us believe, flit about the meadow, chasing butterfiles with a huge net. Nor does an enraged bull pursue them in every instance. Nothing could be much farther from the actual truth. It is more fre- quently the collector’'s task to spend an entire day studying the insects about a certain spot or making care- ful notes on all that he observes concerning one particular family of insects. To collect thousands of in- sects without keeping an accurate record of whers they were found or what they were doing would be ‘s total loss, as far as scientjfic knowl- edge is concerned, _ Dr. Mann was eminently successful in his quest for new and unheard-of spedimens. The field where he ex- plored had never been visited™ by an entomologist before, so that he was able, many times, to experience the thrill that comes only to genuine dis- coverers. No person can tell exactly the number of specimens he brought back to the rogues’ gallery until they are all unpacked, mounted and classi- fled. * The number, as estimated, is between 100,000 and 200,000. * ok K X | TTHE scientists did not spend al | their time searching for speci- mens. They managed to find time to hunt and fish and to study the cus- toms of the native Bolivians. Life in the jungle itself was not altogether devoid of interest. They found the region about the Little Rio Negro river to be the best game country. The forests there abounded in deer, jaguars, tapirs, tiger cats, wild hogs, glant ant eaters, bush turkeys, mon- keys, alligators and glant boa con- strictors. After they had been exploring 1a the jungle for a short time, it was not at all unusual for one of the party to remark, casually, “Oh, I say, there's a big snake in that tree yonder.” Tha others would glance up at the tree in question, and there they would see a3 boa hanging from a 1imb, almost in their path. Familiarity bred con- tempt, it is true, but most of them were perfectly willing to let Pearson take care of the reptiles. Monkeys, always shy, would scold and chatter in the tree tops as the party disturbed their peace and quiet. To catch a full-grown monkey, alive, is almost a physical impossibility. Most of the specimens in our zoo- logical gardens are captured when they are very small. The fishing was not at all bad in Bolivia, Dr. Mann discovered. .The cannibal fish, he found, had an unfor- tunate habit of biting his hooks in two. Incidentally, there is very little swimming done in these waters. The satfish attains considerable size in South America. Mann caught one on a setline that weighed seventy pounds. Most of the South American fish are edible, but usually the flesh is coarse and not so highly flavored as that of North American varleties. The native Bolivians do not bother to bait a hook and take a chance on having it ruined. They shodt their fish with a bow and arrow. It was always a source of great wonder to the Americans when they watched an Indian take deliberate aim and shoot a fish as It swam through the water. 1t was almost uncanny to see a huge fish come floundering to the surface, \with an arrow through its body, when the Americans could not see even a shadow to indicate that a fish was there to be shot at. The Indians are taught to shoot fish as soon as they can walk. The little children are given small bows and arrows to play with. By the time they have reached manhood they are able to shoot with unerring ac- curacy. The natives are keen observers of nature. They are familiar with all the cries and calls of the animals in the forest. Dr. Mann, on one occa- sion, heard a native boy imitate the monkey’s call. An answer came from the distance. The boy replied, and the call came again, nearer this time. Finally the monkey appeared at the edge of the clearing, not realizing that it was being deceived. The na- tives know the habits and the hiding places of the animals and they can tell trained naturalists many things about animals that they never heard before. * % X ¥ HE rubber industry once flourished in the part of Bolivia where Dr. Mann explored, but now there 1 very little activity. It does not pay to ship the rubber to the coast any longer. Practically all the rubber used by American manufacturers is cultivated on large plantations in Singapore. There is very little for the native In- dlans to do but hunt and sleep. The women do”the manual labor — tilling the soll and raising whatever food they need. Their diet consists largely of .monkey meat and rice. Bananas and other tropical fruits are also im- portant items on their bill of fare. The Indians will scon have to become vegetarians, for the wild game is d appearing rapidly. Dr. Mann secured miany handsome bits of Indian handiwork by mean®of barter. He would enter a native hut, and, if he saw an article that jnter- ested him, he would point to it, at the same’ time holding out some token, such a# & knife or handful of car- ‘THE- -SUNDAY - STAR,- tridges. They never hesitated to ex- change a pet monkey for a handful of salt. Because of its scarcity in the lowlands of Bolivia. salt is considered a great delicacy. Dr. Mann paid a native one .44-caliber cartridge for one of the monkeyvs that he brought to the Washington Zoo. He started back to the United States with several Interesting speci- mens, but some of them died on board g - -WASHINGTON, - -D. C, AUGUST 20, 1922—PART 4. Reasons Why a Golf Professional Ages Before He Is Really Old BY SANDY MACPHERSON. RAY hair and crow's feet are very often the result of busi- ness or domestic worriél they may also be caused by affairs of the heart; in fact, they and other signs indicating age may be caused by a dozen or more things. Men of big business, as a rule. ex- hibit these signs at rather an early period, more especially if the market has for a number of years been go- ing against them and they are teeter- ing on the edge of a financial preci- pice. All of the foregoing and mentioned causes are not, the things that bring lines and creases. They are nét responsible for the haunted look and melancholy aspect that you view if you scan clasely the features and attitude of the man who makes the teaching of golf his life's work. 1f some day when you are brooding and you have the idea that your lot in life has been cast along lines that are anything but smooth, jump into your car, drive out to some golf club and follow the “pro” around during the daylight hours; watch him at his task, take heed of the things he ‘has to contend with, listen to the thoisand and one things that he has to listen to. and yvou will amazed that “fros” live as long as they do. Do not forget to take into consideration how his very heart must bleed when he sees some “duffer,’ male or female. violating every rule, of the game. guthlessly smashing every kmown principle of this anclent Dutch pastime—its origin {s not Scottish. as is generally supposed. Picture to yourselt how he must feel, after having given the pupll a dozen or more lessons, to see him go out on the course and proceed to do a mil- lion and one things that he should not do and not to do the very things that he has been taught to do. While, of course, it is not so, vet it appears to the “pro” that his pupil is just forgetting what he has been taught on purpose. just doing it to show him up. to cast reflections on his method of instructions: and this teeling of chagrin and resentment is tar more acute if a “pro” from a neighboring club is present when the duffer takes his place at the No. 1 tee. before- however. * % % 1T wes the writer's good fortune a the ship. One of the most interesting of these was a tapir that he had pur- chased from a native when the ani- mal was very small. He tamed it so that it would follow members of the party about like a dog. When they boarded a launch to go down the Amazon the trouble began. The tapir proved to be as highly temperamental as some grand opera stars. It ob- jected to any unnecessary noise. Every time ‘the whistle on the boat sounded the tapir would become ter- rified and jump overboard. The boat then had to be stopped while they fished it out of the water. When they took the train the almost incessant tooting of the whistle was more than the tapir could bear. Its nerves were soon shattered and it died on board the ship a shopt time later, a victim of sheer. fright. Dr. Mann succeeded in turning over to the authorities at the Zoological Park about eighteen monkeys and nearly fifty parrots. He has brought specimens back from every trip he has made, and Dr. Hollister, superin- tendent of the Washington Zoo, has declared that they were among the most interesting ever acquired. Story of the Potato. HOMAS CARLYLE onoce declared that “the biggest gold nugget ever found was never half so useful to the world as one good mealy pota- to.” Yet the potato had a hard fight for recognition. It is probable that the potato was originally an Ameri- can plant, but its use became univer- sal through its adoption as an article of food in Europe. There are many claimants for the honor of its introduction. Some say that it was the naturalist Clusius who planted the tuber in the botani- cal gardens at Vienna in 1588, but the Spanish say that the plant was brought from South America about 1580. They assert it was taken from Spain into Italy and Belgium, and that it was from a Belglan that Clusius obtained his roots. There are other storles, however. Sir John Hawkins, on returning from Sante Fe In 1563, had with him some potatoes, but it is probable that they were yams or sweet potatoes, the same that Columbus described as “not unlike chestnuts in favor.” Sir Wal- ter Raleigh is said to have got the real potato from Virginia in 1586, but his clalm is disputed, and it is as- serted that the genuine “Irish” potato is a native of Chile, Tradition -has it that Sir- Francis Drake made & present of potato roots to Raleigh, who planted them in his garden in County Cork in 1594, but it is not until ‘1610 that we_have any authentic record of potatoes in Ire- land. In 1597 a book on herbal medi- cine was written by Gerard, the frontispiece to which was a portrait of the author holding a potato in his hand. ‘When potatoes were first used for food it was the “seed” or “apple” that was used, and it was some time be- fore the tuber was found to be the most delicious food. Up to the end of the seventeenth century the potato was out of the reach of people of moderate incomes. It is recorded that in 1662 potatoes were sold at 1 shilling (26 cents) a pound.in the London markets, but tihe sale was small because so many peo- ple believed that the potato caused leprosy and fever. Others declared that if they ate the potato, since the tuber was not mentioned in the Bible, they were endangering their souls. It appears that nothing or Httle was known of the potato in Scotland until long past the middle of the eighteenth century. The Duchess of Buccleugh, in her- “Household Book” for 1701, speaks of the potato as “an esculent o!frell rarity. There is 'no doubt that the Irish ‘were the first people to recognize the value of the potato as a staple article of food. Flies increase at an enormous rate. | In the breeding season—about three months—a stngle pair-of fiies will be responsible for about sixty-three tons few days ago to visit a well known golf course and to spend the day with the club's professional instructor, and before putting down on paper the words of this really good teacher and admirable player let us remem- her that the truly good instructor is an individual who loves his work, and that he is as sensitive as a vio- linist who hears a discordant note. Both suffer intense agonies. The really good instructing “pro,” no be involuntarily matter how strong his nerves ma during a match play, be | and gently but firmly signaled the flery one to take his place on the tee. The pupil stamped into position. only to wiggle nervously into what was intended to be a stance. When he was finally set he turned his head for approval or censure. You could just see what a fight it was for him to give in to another. His stance was awkward, his grip was wrong— in fact, he did just exactly opposite to what he had been told to do the morning before. He lost his temper. he fussed and he fumed; but he could not get away from the fact that the “pro” was right and must be obeyed. So for an hour the struggle contin- ued. He sliced and he hooked, he tobped and he dug up many bits of dirt; but just before his lesson was over he made a dandy drive—one of those that go whistling down the fatrway for great distances, one “of the kind that brings ah's and oh's from a gallery. Like a flash he was a changed man. He fairly yelle “We are making great progress, old top. You just hold me to it and in- side of a month I'll beat that old crab Anderson a mile.” * ¥ X ¥ . HUGE vessel steamed into port— no, that wasn't it, either—it was the extremely obese wife of one of the members of"the greens commits tee. She was firm In her determina- tion to take of dozens and 14 dozens of pounds-of fat before the next social season arrived.s She was just going to get thin, ne matter what the-cost might be. Her costime—one ¢an feel that question being agked right now by Helen, Minnie or' Maudg. She' had on a short—a sport -(these ‘words always get mixed somehow) skirt, those fuzzy kind of stockings, that look itchy even if they are comfort- able and shoes of varied hues. Her waist line, or rather, the place where it'should have been, was encircled by a Roman sash that had funny lit- tle jiggers drooping- down from the ends—lovely nlce things to get in the way when a woman swings. Her sweater was a heavy, thick wool and silk mixture, worn, no doubt. to help along the reducing process. Her headgear was a‘combination of a pre- Volstead headache and a composite picture of the work shown at a cubists’ exhibition. She came ele- phantinely up to the point where the daily task started; a moment gal- loped forward; she was in or rather on her stance: she posed, she poised, the club was held aloft, she was ready to smite the little pellet, and then—she commenced to talk. Just imagine a swing held in midair so that one could chat, hold converse and exude language. Can you pic- ture what her instructor, the winner of many trophies, thought? A good thirty minutes passed. and she, per- spiring from the million and one pores that scientists tell us we pos- sess, looked Itke a miniature Niagara Falls as she retired from the course that—one of Yhe sort of people who know how many stars there are and the names of them, what makes a Hertzlan wave wave—in fact, one of those persons who are just so full of knowledge that there is not much else to learn, a guy that Is analytical to the ‘nth degree. When he took his place in the “valley of sorrows.” as one beginner called the instruction tee, he. in calm, measured tones, informed the “pro” that he had been giving much study to the game of golf from a sclentific standpoint and he proceeded to elucidate at length. It not only went over the head of the “pro.” but it also escaped the rest of the crowd that was standing around. There was nothing that the instructor could do but listen. You can't stop a bird like that when he gets started, and, besides, the “pro” was getting paid by the hour. Fi- nally, however, the long-suffering teacher managed to get the distin- guished one up to the starting point. And. say, if you.could have sgen this highbrow swingfng at the’ ball you would have enough laughs to last you the rest of the year. He might be ‘long on etheric - convolutions, relativity and a lot of other of those things, but when it came to swat- ting one on the. pose and sending it hurding down the falrway for a good. clean, long drive, why, he wasn't one, two, six. You've got to have more than a toned-up intellect %0 get the ball past the hpart-br ing traps -that infest the :average course. TUTITTU LLTE P It ‘was yéry, évidens, thal This was not the professional's ‘lueky, day, for the next pupil that hove in sight was of the class they call flappers; and believe me, boys, when it came to looks and general all-around attrac- tiveness she was some peacherino, and the way that she could twist those lamps of hers around ought to get her a job out at,Hollywood, whether Will Hays would like it or not. But ‘to give the kid credit, she really was in earnest and wanted to learn, and the “pro” said after she had finished - that- if she would just get men out of her head for a while and practice three or four times a week she probably would make a playér far above the average. * k ¥ * THERE is an old adage that says troubles never come singly, and this was forcefully illustrated when No. 6 stepped up for his turn. He was one of those “know-it-all” per- sons—the kind that read the papers about golf, take two lessons and then pose as experts—one of the kind that is known among real lovers of the game as “a talking golfér.” If yours truly had been on the instructing end of the game instead of the man that was giving the lesson, yours truly probably would have now been languishing in some jail with a charge of assault to kill placed against him. played or a player doing some of the many things that should not be done in this great game of skill they call solf. . The “pro” in question, after his day's work is done—or rather, to be exact, postporied until another day—delivered himself of the follow- ing (the “following, however, was strictly edited “copy,” as many young people read the papers nowadaysand harsh or other kind of language might have a bad influence on their after-lives). A “Yes,” he began, “you had a chance to stand by my elbow today and see what was going on—to see how they do It and to see how I do it. Do you wonder why ‘there are silver threads among the gold'? Do you wonder Why my wife keeps the kids away from where I do my work? You know how women are. They don't want Mhe young ones to be anything but refined, so they are tabooed from the links while poor old father is doing his daily stunt. 1If my wife did not have the sweetest disposition of any woman in the world we would have split up long ago, for this method of earning your daily bread is not only ‘by the sweat of your brow,’ but also at the cost of your peace of mind.” It s not the easlest task in the world to describe the appearance and actions of the would-be Hagens and Sarazens or Sterlings, but, as near possible, a description is given of some of the pupils and their actions. * ko k| HE first to appear was a rotund “hurry-up man,” evidently a broker or the head of some prosper- ous concern that did a-rushing busi- ness. He bounced out of the club- house, inquired (no, to be accurate, he bellowed), “Where's that pro?” and, after having glimpsed that worthy at the point where he should be, the to be instructed one demand- ed, in rasping tomes, how long it would be before he could put it over on his bosom friend and pal. The “pro”. refused to be caught napping !Wlncel when he sees a shot poorly for the day. You turn to the “pro and congratulate him in helping her regain her girlish figure, but he, shaking his head with an air of grief and hopelessness, stated that she would probably go home, take a nap, and that after that she would probably sit down to a heavy-course dinner. Just time wasted and money foolishly spent, he averred. 1 * ¥ ¥ X i HE next entrant was likewise of the feminine persuasion. She, however, was a graceful young crea- ture and tripped daintily out to the tee. She turned her great grayish- blue eyes on the “pro,” but if she had any idea that she &as going to have him modify his course she was in error and the effort was wasted, for when he is instructing he thinks of the game alone. The young sprite performed more like a classic dancer than she did like a coming cham- pion. Undulating swishes seemed te be her forte. She just did not seem to be able to get a full, healthy,| swing at the ball, and as she tripped from the tee one could, without effort, imagine her draped in some gossamer-like stuff doing an inter- pretative dance on a hillside. This young thing could never keep her feet on the ground long’ enough and firm enough to get set for a good long drive or even a moderate dis- tance iroh play. When she was told by the “pro” that she possessed too much .artistic temperament to be a good player she seemed very much pleased and insisted that she con- tinue her lesons, as she thought that she needed the outdoor exercise. The “pro” afterward sald that her first alibi when he admonished her for topping the ball was that she was afraid she “might cut the pretty jittle thing.” * k% % THE fourth seeker after knowledge was evidently a professional man—a physicist or some such learn- ed gent—one of the kind of indi- viduals that can tell you the differ- ence between an atom and an fon, a-molecle and the mext thing to Vo g - Troubles continue to come, for next ll“ere appeared a foursome—two young men and their sweeties. The young men, having played for & year or so, thought that the time of the “pro” should be devoted to their fair companions while they stood at one side and made observations, and per- haps suggestions. The suggestion part of their program was speedily blecked by the teacher by one look. The young men subsided and retired to a part of the green a few yards away. For one solid hour the “pro” labored with these two pleces of femininity: he explained, poised and postured; he demonstrated and Sug- gested. But the best he could get out of the pupils during the sixty- minute period of instruction was a series of giggles and a line of non- sensical chatter or remarks relative to this fall's dances or what was go- ing to be worn during the coming season. These pupils were the kind that prefer hammocks to links. They are more deadly with glances than with niblicks. Old Dame Trouble is a foxy,dndi- vidual, and there is no use of you trying to beat her, because no matter what your attitude may be she always has one up her sleeve to hand you; and in this particular in- stance it took shape in the form of the next seeker of knowledge, the said seeker being a gent that swings a club on the port side—a southpaw— or, to phrase it so that genteel folks may read, a left-hand “Eolf player. Can you imagine avteacher that for weeks and months has been instruct- ing along certain lines and has his mental combinations all arranged suddenly having to switch his form of instruction and to turn it com- pletely -around, transposing such phrases.as lifting your right shoulder to the left, propelling with your right foot to that of the opposite side. and don't do this or you will slice it, when to a left-hander it would mean a hook. Some golf authorities have 'stated that it is hardly possible for a left-handed player to take . rank among the top-notchers, but this gen- tleman from the awkward side cer- tainly gave much promise, and you could see the “pro” coming back to lfe. for. as hé afterwards sald, “thij portsider possesses possibilitics and Bives every evidence of being what 18 known ax a natural golf player.” * % * % HE next was 2 man, the kind. that you instinctively take a liking to. He was one of the sort that. having been deprived of boyhood pleasures, was, now that he had made his pile, going to make up for lost time and mingle play with work for the rest of his life. You could readily glimpse that he never had had any experfence in athletics during the time he was a youngster, for he was busy either doing chores or running errands for his mother while the other boys were out playing ball or indulging in other of the sports that existed during his early childhood days. He was earnest, he was eager and while he never may have his name carved on the tablet that con- tains the cognomens “of champlon goifers, he will turn into a steady, reliable 105 or 110 man, and he will not vary many strokes in his game from the beginning of the season until the winter snows have covered the course. He will be the old re- lable partner that you can always depend upon to pull you out when vou have foozled at the sixteenth hole. For men must work and women must weep, there is little to earn and many to keep, though, the harbor bar be moaning.” These words were never written for the next one that appeared. She knew naught of the fisher folk of way down east; she had never read of the three fishers; she had never seen the stocky, sturdy women of the New England coast— women whose complexions were tanned and toughened by the tang of the salt sea air. She was an exotic, a silken-caressed creature that you always picture half reclining on a divan on which are piled high nu- merous pillows and cushions of elder- down softness. She was what You might call a professional soclety beauty. Her maid was her caddy. Her costume was a dream, her golf- bag a creation and her complexion reminded of a peachbloom vase. Her tresses disclosed the fact that attend- ance upon them was continuous—yves, cven costly. It was her first lesson. The clubs were shiny. the balls were | white. Gosh! but this was some les- son that he would have to give. Kindly. quietly the “pro” explained the game. posing in the position that | one should assume when he addresses the ball, showing the perfect stance, the proper grip, the drawing back of the club, the turping of the body. the beginning, the middle and the follow through of the swing. The pupil was all eyes, but she did not sense just what she would have to do and in limpid tones, with a voice caressingiy soft. she inquired If it was necessary to use exertion to the extent that it would cause one to perspire freely. When the “pro” explained that this was one of the physical benefits of the game she glanced anxiously at her diamond-incrusted wrist watch and politely murmured that she had entirely - forgotten an engagement that she had made the day before. And us she ‘walked with stately mien toward her waiting car you knew in- stinctively that She never would re- turn. Spoil that complexion with plebeian perspiration. to have those tiny tempting tendrils that s0 beautifully on that marble-white brow turfi into'a soggy mass of com- mon everyday hair—not she. | * % ok % | THE day was nearly over and the “pro,” upon consulting his en- o7 zagement book, found that there was but one more on the list. An instant later and from the spacious veranda came ambling a well set-up but ] stocky individual. Did he wear knickers? He did not. He had on a pair of white linen “pants,” a lit- tle bell-bottomed. His galt was slightly rolling. Yes, you guessed it—he was'a retired naval offfcer, who, as he expressed- it, had heard so much about this darn fool game that he was going to take it up as & matter of s:if-protection. Why, three or four of his cronies. all deep-water seagolng men, admirals and com- manders and the like, yes, even down to the midshipmen at Annapolls, did not talk anything but golf. morning, noon.and night, at the club; so he was coming down here to see what it was like. In an Instant the “pro was a changed man. Here was a real life human being. one of the sort that would say, “Damn the tor- Dedoes!” This lesson didn't last sixty minutes; it lasted nearly’ two hours, and the old “sea dog™” gave & thousand and one evidences of the’ grit that characterizes the men of the Navy. Swing after swing he missed, but he never faltered in his determination to land at least one good crack on the ball. Never a word of complaint, never & sound from be- tween set Jaws: it was the Navy spirit of do or dle. Suddenly, with a hitch- ing of the belt, he siight!v changed his stance; a swing of his mighty shoulders, a resounding crack as the clubhead squarely met the ball, a whistling through the air of the little white missile as it winged its way over yards and yards of fair- way. Striding over to the “pro.” he stuck out one generous heavy hand nd said: “Humph! I guess there may be something in this darn fool game,, after all” —_———— The depth of & river or of the = can be ascertained by means of a device which measures the interval of a sound signal and the receipt of its echo off the bottom of the water. '