The Wide World

Of Sport Activity Among the “In-

land Lake” Yachtsmen In Illinois and Wiscon- sin — Coming Events. Vencedor a Notable Sloop— Trotting A ffa irs.

Yachtsinen are nowhere more active this season than on the great lakes and throughout the “inland lakes” of the middle west generally.

The events of 1903 proved to the In- land lake sailors that the bilge board Idea, as applied to the yachts of the “sidewalk” type, Is good. It is thought that this year will show a decided im- provement in the size, shape and posi- tion of the bilge boards, and this, with new features that the builders have made in the 1904 model, will no doubt result in an all round superior craft

The races therefore will be more In- teresting than ever, and the champion- ship regatta at Oshkosh next August will be more largely attended by prom- inent yachtsmen than heretofore.

Much of the enthusiasm In yachting is the result of the kindly influence that the Inland Lake Yachting associa- tion has had on the sport. This associ- ation is now In its seventh year, and the object of the prime movers in the organization has always been to en-

courage and promote the amateur spirit of yachting.

Chicagoans have always been among the more important directors of the In- land association, and to Henry L. Hertz, Edward B. Rosing, Benjamin P. Carpenter and W. H. Lyford, Chi- cago; Homer P. Clark, St. Paul, and George M. Conway, Milwaukee, is due a deal of praise for the service they have rendered since the association was organized.

Next in importance to the annual championship regatta on Lake Winne-

•waters of Lake Michigan. Vencedor won handily. It is probable that she will be taken east ere long to try her ability against the swift yachts of prominent clubs on the Atlantic sea- board.

Chicago people belonging to the Fls- takee Yacht club, with headquarters at Fistakee bay, near Waukegan, 111., in the Fox lake region, have arranged a highly interesting season of sport. The club’s programme shows thirty- five yachts in their fleet. The season's schedule in part is as follows:

July 20, 21 and 22.—Trial races to select yachts to compete in inland lake regatta.

July 23.—Fourth races for sloops and catboats.

July 24.—Flag parade. 1 July 30.—Fifth races for sloops and cat-

boats. July 31—Flag parade. Aug. 6.—Sixth races for sloops and cat-

boats. Aug 7.—Flag parade. Aug. 13—Special handicap race for

■loops; special race for catboats.

The officers are the same as last year, being: Fred L. Wilk, commodore; Alexander R. Beck, vice commodore; A. E. Seyl, rear commodore; H. C. Wilson, fleet captain; Henry L. Hertz, secretary; John C. Reebie, treasurer.

In none of Major Delmar’s record breaking attempts this season will a wind shield, a dirt shield or a pace maker in front be used. As in the case

J of Lou Dillon they will be dispensed with, and the antique pace maker at the side will be used, this in deference to the “knocking” which last year’s performances received.

Aside from the gold cuff race at Mem- phis, there is a possibility that we may see a meeting between Dillon and Del- mar before then. There is a strong amateur club at Syracuse, N. Y., and amateur racing has always figured prominently on the programmes of the big harness meetings given there In connection with the New York ktate fair. Both Mr. Billings and Mr. Smatb- ers have driven their horses there, and the relations between them and Sena- tor Horace White, the head of the Syra- cuse organization, are very friendly. Some time ago the Syracuse club an- nounced that it would give a gold cup for a free for all amateur race at the state fair next September, provided Lou Dillon and Major Delmar would start, while it was hoped that John A. McKerron might also be brought to the post. Mr. Billings has stated that he will start his mare if Mr. Smathers starts Delmar. The latter gentleman

VENCEDOR, THE GREATEST RACING SLOOP ON LAKE MICHIGAN

bago will be the Interlake races, which will take place at Pine, Oconomowoc and Green lakes, all in Wisconsin, dur- ing the summer.

The contests at Oconomowoc lake will be for the Zinn invitation trophy and the John Tborsen Challenge cup. Yachting has bad a revival at Ocono- mowoc lake, and the builders there are

looking forward to the season’s sched- ule with unusual interest

At Pine lake the Pabst Challenge cup will be the chief feature in a week of regattas that will occur early in Au- gust. The Pine Lake Yacht club is preparing to entertain visitors in a

royal manner this summer. i The one design catboat races, which j

proved so popular with the younger members of the club, will be continued this season.

The Pewaukee Yacht club has open- ed its sailing season with two races, j and both events have proved of ijn- | usual Interest. The new officers of j the club ore: Commodore, Andrew Nel- j son; vice commodore, W. F. Scbroeder; t secretary-treasurer, A. G. Miller; fleet captain, W. C. Clark; official measurer, A. La Chappelle.

The regular course over which the Pewaukee Yacht club boats will be sent this year will be a five mile tri- angle, with the start and finish oppo- site the club pier at Waukesha Beach.

The Argo, famous as the first of the “sidewalk” type and champion of the I. L- Y. A. In 1809 and winner of a score of valuable trophies, is perhaps the most noted of the Pewaukee Yacht club boats.

A type of racing craft that has come to the front the past year is the one

design catboat Last year the Pine Lake club placed a fleet of twelve in commission. These were built by John Johnson of White Bear, Minn.

The championship winner Vencedor of the Columbia Yacht club of Chicago has again proved her superiority over

Chicago racers by defeating all com- ers in the recent annual cruise in the

is pretty apt to do this. So Syracuse may secure an ultra sensational con- test. The state fair meeting is held in mid-September, and the Syracuse track Is one of the fastest in the country.

There is no hope, however, of Mc- Kerron’s starting in the event of such a race. The Cleveland champion has made quite a large stud season and, it is announced, will not be ready to ap- pear in public until late. Were it other- wise it is not thought that Mr. Dev- ereux would start him. McKerron is a

very great horse, but it would be too much to ask him to meet the two min- ute mare. In a single handed race

against Delmar he would have a

chance, despite the disparity of records -2:04% and 1:59%.

McKerron is undoubtedly one of the fastest trotters yet seen and would to- day be much nearer the two minute mark had he not been very unfortu- nate last season. He developed a splint early, which soon became very trouble- some. He was lame when he trotted to his record, his leg hurting him so that he broke in the stretch—some- thing with him almost unheard of—and he had to be thrown out of training Immediately after. During the past winter his ailment has yielded to the veterinaries, and he is tow quite sound. Another thing which handicapped him further in 1903 was the accident in Which his trainer, Ben Kenney, nearly lost his life at Providence. Kenney had then' bad the horse but a short time, but was doing splendidly with him. Now he is back in the sulky once

more, and I understand McKerron will go Into his hands again before long. If no further bad luck befalls man or

horse they will provide us some bril- liant performances next fall.

Tommy Britton, 2:06%, has gone abroad—to Austria. The price quoted —$15,000—may be considered a polite fiction, as the foreigners could have bought him at auction last November for half that, and nothing to double his value baa since occurred.'

UNPARDONABLE.

"How is it young Do Sport has become so unpopular lately?” “He accepted an invitation to a bridge party and won some of hie hostese’

money."

OVERHEARD AT A DANCE.

Mr. Awkward! “Splendid floor, thisl I love it!" Mies Perfect (dryly): “Then why dance on my feet7"

THE EVOLUTION OF A HIGH NOTE.

GRAMMATICAL SIGNS.

Comma—A brief p<*>se, sometimes embarrassment.

Interrogation mark—Denoting a quea* tion, perhaps a delicate one.

Exclamation mark—Expressing joy | or surprise, sometimes both.

Period—Putting a full stop to the tense (or non-tense) of the preceding

i FAMILY WOOING: tCojynght, 1W2, by T. C. McClure.]

Maeiuue passed over bis coffee cup' for the second time and helped himself to a third biscuit from the enveloping folds of the napkin on the taboret. The gas log was purring cozily. Aro- ma of the rich Java berry permeated the room. The soft light threw shad- ows, the kind in which Cupids love to nest.

The room itself was one of those dream places calculated to woo a bach- elor away from his sordid self—silky curtains, delicately tinted walls, books that looked as if they had rare tales to tell and chairs that invited with arms

outstretched. Macdune inhaled the fragrant atmos-

phere of content aiid was happy. With- out intending to make an inventory he permitted his eyes to wander from one

thing to another. His glance eventual- ly gravitated to the girl. Ah, here was

the piece de resistance! What other could have worn so pretty a gown or

worn a pretty gown so well? Who but a genius feminine could have arranged every fold and flounce just where it would most favorably set off the charm- ing figure?

Miss Wright was looking at him, and the victory, almost complete, was

won by her eyes, like masked batteries behind the drooping lashes. He asked a hesitating question that brought a

reasonably prompt reply. The coffee urn and the gas log blinked knowingly at one another.

Four months from the day that Mac- dune went from tbe golf links into the Wright home for a bit of conversation and a sip of coffee he was riding west- ward with her on a Pullman, looking happy indeed.

Mrs. Macdune beamed over the din- ing car table at him. She poured the coffee and plunged a sugar loaf into its amber bath with a merry little sihile and an air of domestic proprie- torship.

c-iaire, ne saiu, uo you Know mat little luncheon over the gas log that October afternoon was one of the things that convinced me you were the signpost pointing me along life’s high- way? The coffee and the flaky biscuit, you know. I thought any girl who could set a little repast like that was worth a prince’s ransom.”

The bride thoughtfully snapped a few bits of rice from her traveling hat. Here was a strong temptation to be met and conquered and she only three hours a wife!

“Jack,” she Said at last, “my sister Edith made that luncheon. I am so

sorry. I know no more about cooking than I do about Arizona politics.”

Jack laughed reassuringly. “I was going on to say that the cook-

ing was a comparatively small matter. You see, the pretty little den was ar-

ranged with such exquisite taste. I knew a girl who could hang those pic- ture’s in just those places would make any man on earth a wife worth hav- ing.”

She looked out of the window. A haze obscured the flash of forest and meadow, and when she turned to him again her lip was trembling. But hon- esty won again.

"Oh, Jack, I am awfully sorry! My sister Flo arranged that room while I was in Buffalo last spring. They all say my taste- is despicable when It comes to arranging things.”

Macdune seized her hand. “Forget what X said. It was only

foolishness. You know, Claire, that the real motive was yourself; your gowns too. Why, Claire, you are the envy of all the girls in town. How could a plain old peasant like me fail to fall head over heels in love with you?”

“Jack, don’t; oh, don’t!” she pleaded. “Oh, Jack, my sister Ethel makes all my gowns and plans them too.”

Having indulged in the brutal care- lessness of being specific, Macdune would have protested that he loved her Tor herself, her personality, her sweet sympathy, her smile, her voice, but he feared she would arise and say, “Alas, they, too, are all borrowed!” Here he was, a poor man, wedded to a girl who could neither cook nor sew.

“It seems, Jack,” she said after a

painful silence, “that you have married my sisters by mistake.” She made a

pathetic attempt to smile. The tear in her voice melted him com-

pletely. “Claire!” he exclaimed. “I feel like a prisoner at the bar,”

She hurried on. “The charge is obtain- ing a husband under false pretenses. I must assure the judge and jury that the only thing I can do is to say I am

penitent and promise to make restitu- tion. I shall learn to cook better than Sister Edith, sew better than Sister Ethel and hang pictures better than Sister Flo.”

Jack brought his judicial fist down on the table.

“The prisoner is discharged,” he said. It was only the other day that’Claire

Won first prize at a housekeepers’ exhi- bition. FREDERIC A. SMITH.

He Didn’t Get the Tart. A well known novelist tells an amus-

ing story of his father, an English rec-

tor, and Sir Henry Thompson, the sur-

geon and authority on food. Sir Henry was called in and prescribed a certain diet, particularly warning the patient against apple tart, for which the rever- end gentleman had a great partiality. “Oh, but. Sir Henry,” pleaded the pa- tient, “mayn’t I have a little—just on

Suuday ? We always have it for dinner then." “Sir,” replied Sir Henry in se- t ere tones, “do you imagine that your stomach is any different on Sunday from what it is on other days? Good morning.”—London Outlook.

TWO KINDS OF SUMMER GIRL

She has twelve trunks, two carryalls. Of bandboxes a score,

Valises each of different size, Handbags fifteen or more;

And know we by these baggage mounds This maid is on her way

Up to the breezy mountain tops To spend each summer day.

Another maid she boards the train, Without a single care.

Bhe has no baggage to be checked; She’s lively, plump and fair.

She’s going to the brisk seashore— The little bag so cute

That dangles at her side contains A gaudy bathing suit. •

—New York Press.

Very Evident.

Mrs. Nix—Here! This is the fifth time you’ve been here!

Weary Waggs—Yes’m. I alius was a great hand fer visitin’, ma’am.—New York Evening Journal.

Eaiy Lesion In Polities. “Good evening, Mr. Buttin,” said

Gladys, rising to greet the caller. “Mr. Honey and I were just discussing poli- tics when you arrived. We have been arguing about the difference between a

majority and a plurality.” “Well,” said Mr. Buttin, with a pat-

ronizing glance at Mr. Honey, “It is easily understood. A majority is a pre- ponderance of favor between two par- ties, while a plurality is an excess over all.”

“Ah, yes,” sighed Miss Gladys. “It is Just like the old saying that ‘twp is company and three is a crowd,’ isn’t it?”

And the meaning look that passed between Gladys and Mr. Honey con- vinced Mr. Buttin that he had been counted out.—Judge.

Keen Discrimination. A boy in one of the city schools had

been late both morning and afternoon for three days in succession. When asked the reason, he replied that he had taken time to eat all he wanted for breakfast and dinner.

“You are more successful getting food thah you are getting knowledge, I fancy,” said the teacher.

“Yes,” replied the boy, ’cos I feeds myself and you teaches me.” — New York Times.

lack of Facilities. “Don’t you think that people who

have been captured by brigands ought to lecture?”

“Certainly not! When a person is captured by brigands, he is blindfolded and locked up in mountain fastnesses. He hasn’t any time to study guide- books or bone up on ethnology.” —

Washington Star.

The Other Side. Beefy Person (Just boarding street

car)—Will you have manners enough to move along, sir?

Man In End Seat (to lady sitting n.xt to him)—Madam, will you please move along? I’ve got to make room for the real end seat hog. — Chicago Tribune.

Making a Stand. "So you are going away?” “Yes,” answered the young house-

keeper. “You see, we discharged the cook, and she’s so cross about it that we’ve decided to live somewhere else until she gets good natured or goes away herself.”—Washington Star.

No Help For Him. “You must take a more cheerful view

of things,” said the optimist. “Give up looking for the flaws.”

“Yes, it’s all right for you to talk about not looking for the flaws, but I have to make my living as a watch re-

pairer.”—Chicago Record-Herald.

When He Was Absorbed. “He’s the most devout man in church.

I never saw any one who could be so absorbed in prayer.”

“Indeed? I never noticed it.” “Probably not I don’t suppose you

ever took up the collection.”—Philadel- phia Press.

Left In tke Rnah, Richard—Why aren’t you married;

Rebecca? Rebecca—Oh, statistic* show there

are not enough men to go around, and I never was good at any kind of a scramble—Cincinnati Commercial Trib- une.

Memory, Memory Is a fickle thing. Drag a

man from before a train and he will barely remember your face ten years later, but borrow a quarter from him and he will not forget you to his dying day.—Chicago Tribune.

A Backhander. Davidson—The papers reported my

death last week, but, as you see, I’m. still alive.

Stevenson—That’s so. Awfully pro- voking, isn’t It?—Boston Transcript