IPIIIIIIIIJ PINEHURST, MOORE COUNTY, NORTH CAROLINA. V"SM
WHILE FAGOTS BURNED!
Imagination Runs Riot in Uncertain
Glow of Firelight.
Twentj'-iive Participants Tell Strang-e
Story in a many Chapter
at fag-ot larty.
1 "FAGOT PARTY" provided an en
l joyable evening Tuesday, for the
guests of The Lenox and Concord and a
few outsiders which limited space made
it possible to invite, and in the dim, un
certain glow of the firelight imagination
ran riot, A story of twenty-five chap
ters was told, each participant tellinir
one while a fagot burned, taking it up
where a predecessor had left off and
passing it on to another at the close.
It was naturally, "an historical novel
with a touch of pathos, a tinge of humor
and a tale of passionate love," but best
of all, it had a moral a terrible moral
which must have made a lasting impres
sion upon the several mariiagable young
women present which they will never
forget and that to depend upon the sun
for a hair bleach and not peroxide.
The story was begun with the cus
tomary "once upon a time, long, long
ago, a tiny village nestled in a valley,
between frov ning mountains. The only
means of access and egress were a little
road which wound its way in through a
mountain pass, and a gurgling brook
which rising in the mountains behind the
village, flowed through it and sped on iti
way merrily towards the great, blue sea
But for all this it was a happy com
munity, at peace with itself and the
world. The southern slopes of the
mountains were emerald with growing
crops, the sunshine glorious, the water
clear as crystal, and the air like good
wine. And there was a village school,
guarded by veteran maples; a dainty
church, with its bright green blinds
standing out sharply against the white
clapboards; a village Inn, with rustic
tables and seats scattered about beneath
the great elms in front of it; and little
homes which spoke of happiness and
contentment, lining the village streets, or
glistening in the sunshine on the moun
tain slopes.
It was amid these surroundings that
the first speaker placed the participants
in the strange story, which followed.
"Our heroine may have been the inn
keepers daughter, or she may have been
the daughter of the Village rector," said
the speaker. "Our hero may have been a
robber bold from the mountains, a pass
ing stranger-tourist; or either the
hero or the heroine may have been any
one of a great many other people. But
I must leave that all for those who are
to follow, for my fagot has long since
burned out and it is time for me to
close."
The second speaker devoted his time to
the heroine which he most graphically
described as a child of the mountains
who had been tempted to improve on na
ture by the use of the, drug mentioned.
And while the completed result was
ever the opportunity offered and he was
of course, "William Jones."
William's meeting with Maude was
after the usual fashion. As William ap
proached the Inn and caught sight of
Maude, with her peroxide hair, he was
immediately transported from th world
of the material to the world of the ideal,
and with somewhat unfortunate results,
for the spirited horse reared, plunged,
and threw his rider. When William
came to some few minutes later, his
curly head was resting in fair Maude's
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"SUNLIGHT AND SHADOW."
pleasing it was not of a permanent na
ture as developed later, and because of
all this, Maude, for that was of course,
her name, went through strange vicissi
tudes before she finally settled down and
was "happy ever after,"
In the second chapter the hero ap
peared on the scene, a gallant youth
who travelled with gaily caparisoned
outriders, and who twirled his mous
tache jauntily as he rode, and was not
unwilling to cast an appreciative eye
upon fair womankind in general when-
l.ip while she administered restoratives.
Naturally William spent several days
at the Inn recuperating, and Maude wa
of course, thn nurse. It was but a
natural consequence that this man of the
world should become infatuated with
this child of Nature, and that the pro
posed trip of exploration should end and
a courtship begin.
For a time the course of true love ran
smoothly and then a journey down the
river was proposed, and after this things
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PINEHURST BOYS CLUB!
Ten Members Sign the Charter and
Make Plans for Winters' Work.
Its Aim in Itltitual Imnrovt'iiient and
Social Knjoynientnre'n ami
1ImI tlio Colon.
TT HE I'inehurst Boys Club held its first
meeting at the Village Hall last
Friday evening and perfected plans for
organization. Ten members signed the
charter:
Sterling Conover, Atlantic
Highlands, N. J.; Nelson Con
over, Atlantic Highlands, N. J.;
Kenneth Bradbury, Providence,
It. I. ; Spencer Nottingham,
liockford, III.; Karl Abbttt,
Bethlehem, N. II.; Bitchie Law
lie, Pittsburg, Pa.; George
Hayes, Canandaigui, N. Y. ;
Arthur C. Ketcham, Jr., New
York; Kusell Jones, Milton,
N. II.; Levi Jones, Milton,
II. II.
Green and ted were chosen as colors
and holly selected for nil emblem.
Nominations for officers Proident,
Vice president, Secretary and Treasurer
were made and will be voted on at
the next meeting.
Meetings will be held each Friday
evening and while the purpose o organi
zation is for mutuil improvement, and
social enjoyment, it is planned to raise
money to be devoted to some worthy
cause. A large increase in membership
is looked for as the season advances.
The following little prayer has been
adopted by the club, and will be re
pt ated at the close of each meeting :
lb KAVENLY FATHER make each of
us such a child as Jesus was; quick to
obey, glad to be taught, and never afraid
to speak the truth.
May we hurt nobody by word or deed,
but all day long be good to others as our
dear Lord has been most kind to us. We
ask it In the name of Jesus Christ our
Lord A men.
The Outlook Illottern.
The Pineiiurst Outlook has just
reissued the advertising blotter which
proved so satisfactory last year, and will
be glad to mail them on request. The
design is printed in two colors and bears
a calendar for four months in the year.
Volume VII; Number Four, Saturday, December 19, 1903. Price Five Cents?