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Show f More Truth Than Poetry r JAMES J. MONTAGUE THt auPEPt-CAOOY. . " It'a not the boy that finds that ball. Howe'er you allce. or hook. Who marks It down by trsa or wall. Or grass embowered nook; No matter how unsure your aim. Tha pallet he pursues With subtle iraft but Just tha asms Ilea not tha boy 1 choose. It'a not tha boy that knows tha ground. And whispers In your ear: "The brassls'tl hounes It off that mound; I'd uss a mnshle here." He haa a brain beneath hla thatch. I readily agree. But when I'm betting on a match .He's not lha boy for ma. It's not ths boy who holds his breath. Who keeps hla eyea tight shut And standa thers Ilka a mask of death Tha whlla yon mska a putt. TUe wildest flub won't make him grin. Or even bat aa ers. But when I'm on ths coursa to win I always pasa him by. But when amid ths rough f put A long snd vicious clout. And with a sly and furtlva foot A caddy klcka It out: When always on a perfect tee My worst shots seem to light. And when tha caddy wlnka at me. I know that haa aU right. UNAVOIDABLE DELAY. It la reported that ona of ths t'nlted States shipping board- vessels waa tied up at her dock for two daya been use nobody had qualified In tha civil service exsmtnation ' ahlp'a bartender. IMPROVING. Kew Tork'g potlca commissioner aaya ha found a great deal of ctima In Europe which la more than ha baa avsr been able to do In New York, BITTER TIMES. There la teas unemployment In Connecticut, probably owing ta tha fact that this la tha season for making campaign rtgara. tcopyrlfht. li::. by tha BeU Syndicate, Inc. - |