long walks over the fine Canadian roads, and occasionally puts out fires. He does not shoot. He never shot anything in his life. Though he is head of the War Department, he does not believe in killing things.

Justice Harlan of the United States Supreme Court also summers at Murray Bay. The Justice enjoys golf as much as does the Secretary with whom he is very chummy, though he is nearly a quarter of a century

Three Taft Brothers, Henry, William, Charles-on the links
at Murray Bay

older. He also enjoys a joke as much as his somewhat stouter neighbor.

One morning the Secretary came up on the green where the Justice was jumping up and down to coax a ball in that was hovering on the very edge of the first hole.

now than they will be later

Here, Taft!" cried the Justice, "come on! You jump. That will do the business."

Perhaps it was when Justice Harlan, who hails from Kentucky, was looking round Murray Bay for mint and some of the things that go with it that Secretary Taft told this story.

Watching the ball

"Justice Harlan used to have a sort of valet down South, before the War, you know," said Mr. Taft. "He was a darkey, and his name was Jackson. Jackson never used the first person singular-he always said 'we,' and he had an eye for the health of 'Marse John."" (here the Secretary pointed at the Justice) "and he believed in moderation.

He

Well, one night Marse John
came home in the rain.
was drenched and felt he
needed something. He knew
there would be a protest, but
he called out: 'Hey, you Jack-
son! I'm wet to the skin and
cold all through; bring
me something to warm
me up.'

"Jackson went off

wagging his head in

protest, but came back with a toddy.

"That's a powerful weak drink for a man

like me,' said Marse John.

"It hain't more'n moderately strong,' Jackson admitted. 'Yo' see, Marse John, I kinder 'lowed as how we was taperin' off.""

Of course we laughed, and the Justice, rubbing his chin reflectively, asked:

"Did I ever tell you about the marvelous drive my distinguished friend the Secretary of War made one morning on these very links of Murray Bay? No?

"Well, I was with him at the time and that establishes the veracity of what I am about to declare. Come up near,' he said, turning toward a newspaper man who' was present; "I want to be sure you hear the figures correctly."

"Yes," broke in the Secretary, "he might forget them and have to make them up all over again."

"For, what I want," continued the Justice, ignoring the interruption, "is to get onto the golf page of the Sunday papers. To do that I must adhere to the truth strictly-the