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THE FINEHL'UST OUTLOOK.
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A party of gentlemen flom our village
took part in a doer hunt ut Powell's
preserve one daj- last week. This pre
serve is located not far from town, but
it took the gentlemen some time to arrive
at their destination as they wandered
into the paths which lead to a different
section of the preserve from the one the
dogs were at. Among the party were two
photographers armed with their cameras
intent on getting a shot at a deer with
this harmless, yet trusty instrument.
On arriving at the desired location sev
eral who had guns, were posted at points
where it was thought the deer might
cross, and the dogs, which were thorough-bred
deer hounds, were turned
loose under the direction of Mr. Andrew
McLeod, the veteran deer hunter of
Xorth Carolina. When Andrew is around
one is sure of getting a sight of deer and
this day was no exception to the usual
rule. The dogs were hardly out of leash
than they took the track of a deer, and
soon the music of the hounds could be
heard as they were hot on the trail of a
large buck. No one that has never heard
the music of the hounds as they follow
their prey, can have any idea of how-
sweet it sounds to the hunter as he
stands alert at his post knowing the
game is rapidly approaching his position,
how every moving limb of some low
bush is eagerly watched to see if it is the
deer or the disappointment which he
feels when the deer having winded him
or by some subtile instinct been warned
of danger, turns a little and is not
sighted, and the baying of the hounds
rapidly grows fainter in the distance.
But one man's loss is another's gain, and
so it was this day, and it was a noble
buck with wide spreading antlers which
greeted a number of the sportsmen as he
came into the opening. Did you ever
see a deer as he suddenly stops affrighted
at the sight of his worst enemy man.
He stops to see this strange animal which
stands in his way he is confused and
knows not which way to seek safety in
flight, and his hesitation costs him his
life for the clear-headed hunter has been
watching for just this opportunity, and
it is not lost. The gun is instantly raised
to the shoulder and at the same instant
comes the loud report, one last quick
spring and the beauty of the forest falls
dead. Congratulations are given with
good will to the fortunate sportsmen, for
there is no jealousy among these gentle
men, each knowing that he will share in
the juicy steak, and just as freely as he
would give, he will also be given. One
other deer was started but lost, as the
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animal sought safety in the river, where
he swam down the current with just the
tip of his nose out of water and the dogs
close behind him, but dog or man has
no chance with a deer in the water, and
he effected his escape.
Powell's preserve is a vertible sports
man's paradise. Here wild turkey
The American ttolf Uirl oiiiparrw i
Iter English Cousin.
The clever showing made by several of
our women golfers during the past week
materially prompts the inquiry as to how
American girls compare with their golf
ing cousins abroad. As a rule the Eng
lish girl golfer handles her driver with
more effectiveness than the American
girl, while the latter has better control
of her short iron shots, and as a rule
makes a better showing on the putting
greens. Hut while golf has been so
widely popular among the women of
both countries the result of a number of
seasons would seem to show that the
younger girls are the only ones who can
hope for any great measure of success.
Golf is a game which requires the
lithesome muscles and freedom of motion
which belong to youth. This is true of
both sexes, but more particularly of the
gentler sex, and the laurels in champion
ship matches have usually been won by
girls in their teens. This rule, it is true,
has not always been good in England,
where for three successive seasons Lady
Margaret Scott held the championship,
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Golf Club, who held the championship
title from 1896 to 1890, and who, in spite
of lier defeat at Philadelphia last fall, is
still regarded the best woman golfer of
Another striking instance of the suc
cess of the younger generation occurred
in the championship meeting at Man-
chester-by-the-Sea, when little Margaret
Curtis, a slip of thirteen, made the fourth
best score. Her swing was the admira
tion and envy of many an older woman,
and her approaching was almost fault
less. It will probably surprise most
people to learn that Miss llazlet, the
present woman champion of Great
Britain, is only seventeen years of age.
"Short of stature, but firmly built, her
pictures indicate the command of a pow
erful game. With a full, quick swing
she gets long straight drives away from
the tee. Her brassy strokes are true in
line and long in distance, her iron
approaches whether long or short are
played with remarkable skill and judg
ment, while on the green she never fails
to give her puts a chance. Moreover,
her nerve, coolness and endurance are as
noteworthy as her golfing skill." Such
is the comment of the eminent golting
authority of the Scotsman. Certainly a
good many men would be pleased to
deserve as much praise for their game.
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Almost nn Angel.
"Most ingratiating man I ever knew,''
said the former acquaintance of the
deceased. "Why, that fellow could wheel
a baby buggy along the sidewalk during
a street parade and get nothing but
smiles." Indianopolis I'ress.
abound. Quail are so plentv that one
can hardly move without scaring up a
covey ; coons and "possum, the delight of
the negro can be secured any time, and
in fact, the sportsman can find here just
the sport he wants. There was this day
as always when a party goes off together,
much fun and some that was fun for all
but one. A gentleman who rode a calico
horse had to take a carriage on the
return trip, as the horse did not wait for
his master, but with true horse sense,
made a trip home at dinner time.
We might tell of the narrow escape
from death of a razor-back, when one of
the photographers, having been trusted
with a gun in place of a camera, thought
he must shoot at any thing that moved a
bush, and a disappointed look stole over
the face of the artist when he saw it was
only a hog. But we must not linger
longer for the hour has come for us to
return to Pinehurst.
The photographers have secured sev
eral line pictures, cuts of which will
appear from time to time in The Out
look that our friends in the Xorth may
see a picture of what we saw face to face,
the beauties of this sportsman's paradise.
but in this country several striking
instances of it have been seen. The
winner of the first real American cham
pionship at Morristown was a miss of
barely sixteen, who surprised everyone
by the wonderful cleverness of her style.
Reference is made, of course, to Miss
Beatrix Hovt of the Shinnecock Hills
As Tlii'.v Drive Iast the Links.
Farmer Hornbeck There's one good
thing about golf, anyhow.
Farmer Dui'k (skeptically) Huh !
W hat's that?
Farmer Hornbeck Ye don't have to
play if ye don't want to. Pat'k.
"Well, Katherine, how did your hit-or-iniss
luncheon come out?"
"O, ma, five girls brought shrimp salad
and seven brought grapes and bananas."
In did)) apol is Jo urnal.
"Dacious!" exclaimed Margie, as her
moiher proceeded in the dressing of the
cabbage, "what a lot of undershirts zat
sing wears!" Judge.
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