and heart of a wealthy woman.

Honestly, I don't believe it right that women should be permitted under
the law to inherit vast sums of money--at least marriageable women. No
man of ordinary means who possesses a proper self-respect will espouse a
woman whose income overshadows his own.

I would limit the inheritances of marriageable women to a maximum amount
of $100,000. I wish Miss Harding did not have a dollar.

The contest for the Harding Trophy--I mean the bronze, and not the real
Harding Trophy--has narrowed down to four of us, Carter, Boyd, Marshall
and myself. I have a sort of a premonition that as that 'bronze gent'
goes, so will go everything which I hold dear. I am making the fight of
my life for it. I play Marshall to-morrow morning.

ENTRY NO. XVIII

MR. HARDING'S STRUGGLE

I won my match with Marshall after a contest which went to the twentieth
hole. He had me dormie one coming to the eighteenth, but by perfect
playing I won it in a five and halved the match. Nothing happened on the
first extra hole, but on the following I held a fifteen putt for a three
and won a beautifully contested match.

Miss Harding went around with us and was my Mascot. I broke my record
for the course, making a medal score of seventy-eight. Miss Harding
congratulated me and I was so happy I could have yelled. Dear old
Marshall did not take his defeat the least to heart, but he is not
playing for the stakes that I am.

I have dreamed twice that if I won the Harding Trophy I should win
everything.

Carter beat Boyd handily, and the prize will go to one of us. I must
beat him; I shall beat him!

After having declared innumerable times that he would master the secrets
of golf without aid from anyone, Harding finally surrendered and took
his first lesson this afternoon.

"I take back everything I ever said about this being an easy game to
play," he said. "I'm a pretty good 'rule of thumb' civil and mechanical
engineer, I know a few things about the laws of resistances and all that
sort of thing, I have watched you fellows hit that ball and have tried
to imitate you, but it's no use. Now I'm going to do just what Wallace
tells me, and if he can teach me to drive I'll pay him more than any
professional ever made in the history of the game."

Harding certainly has had a time of it. For weeks he has laboured with a
patience worthy of better results, he has purchased every known variety
and weight of club. He has a la