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Show WESTON WAS IN GOOD SHAPE WHEN HE STARTED WEST EARLY THIS MORNING. ! Aged Pedestrian Hopes to Make 62 Miles Before He Rests Tonight To-night Utah Gave Him Joy. oooooooooooooooo o o O AT MIDLAKE. O O o O Edward Payson Weston O O reached Midlake, 37 1-2 miles O O west of Ogden. at 1:45 p. m. to- O O day, and Intended making Hog- O O up before he ended his day's O O tramp. He remained an hour O O at Midlake for lunch. O O o OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Refreshed by a Sunday rest and two nights of recuperating sleep. Edward Ed-ward Papson Weston, the aged pedes-trlan pedes-trlan who reached Ogden Saturday evening on his record-breaking tramp from the Atlantic to the racific coast, left at 1 o'clock this morning for the Meet. He expected to depart a few ' mlnutees after midnight, but in ordor to view the Lucin cut-ol by daylight, he remained an hour longer at his lodgings at the Healy hotel. This wonderful man, who left New York on the anniversary of his 70th birthday to begin his unique stunt of walking to San Francisco, was expected ex-pected to arrive in Ogden early Saturday, Sat-urday, but owing to an accident, he did not reach here until about 4:30 in the afternoon. A representative of the Standard met the old gentleman a ' mile each of town and, after extending 1 the city's welcome, accompanied him seem to be favorably inclined toward Mr. Walsh, and are Inclined to look upon him as an impostor, but bis press agent is "en the Job" and reports pay that he is making his ninety miles a day without any particular effort and will easily overtake Mr. Weston In short order. to his quarters at the Healy hotel. "Hy gum, this Is God's country at ast, isn't it," exclaimed Weston, as he extended his hand in greeting and then, suddenly recalling several thousand thous-and similar experiences since his departure de-parture from New York, he crfnged perceptibly and jerked out: "Not too hard. Goodness me, that hand's about all in from you westerners western-ers and your greetings." Westton was attired in knickerbockers, knickerbock-ers, leggings, a lace-trlmrned shirtwaist shirt-waist with wid collar and cuffs, a jaunty white cap pulled down over his snowy locks, heavy nose glasses, a belt holding a pistol and water bottle and swinging in hl3 left hand a slender slen-der cane and a broad-brimmed straw hat crushed to a pancake. "Coat? Goodness me. I haven't seen my coat for ten days. The railroad rail-road boys appropriated it somewhere in Colorado In an effort to help me and it hasn't shown up since. It sure' does seem good to get into Mormon-land. Mormon-land. Why, do' yon know, as I crossed cross-ed the line from Wyoming the grass began to grow on this side within two inches from the post, hy thunder! And it's been getting greener and thicker ever since. "I had the peskiest experience Friday Fri-day of my whole life. I stumbled over a railroad spike in the track and fell flat, breaking my water bottle and cutting a gash in my stomach an inch or two long. After I had gone on a few steps. I concluded to go back to i eho station house and Investigate things and, bless me, If I didn't stub on that pesky spike again, falling flat and jamming the skin off my chin. I began to think I was a blundering old fool after all and getting helpless. "Where's the nearest barber shop? I want a haircut and a good shave so that I won't look bo much like a hobo. ho-bo. I am feeling fine and am confident confi-dent that I shall win out onthls stunt with ease." Weston expects to make 62 miles today, and by the end of the woek aims to be at Battle Mountain. Nevada. Neva-da. "Sergeant Walsh." another pedes-trian, pedes-trian, who is following Mr. Weston. Is somewhere between Ogden and Laramie Lara-mie and has announced his intention of overtaking Mr. Weston before he Teaches San Francisco. The press of the east and middle west does not |