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THE WARETOWN OPENING. 

 June 23, 24 and 25 were three notable 

 days in the history of Commodore 

 John Westcott's club house at Ware- 

 town, N. J. Guest from New York, 

 Boston, Chicago, Cleveland and other 

 cities came to help celebrate the six- 

 teenth annual opening of this haven of 

 refuge from the cares of a busy world. 

 There was also a good contingent 



The Mac Tavish. 



Derelict on the Beach at Waretown. 



from Philadelphia. The weather was 

 fine except on the 25th and everybody 

 enjoyed the hospitality of the host and 

 the sea breezes— with ail the other side 

 adjuncts in fun and frolic to suit every 

 individual taste. 



A feature of the occasion was the 

 presentation to the Commodore of a 

 $300 pool table, the gift of Bo's'n 



TO.. 

 THE 



HEART OF LEISURELAND 



where woods are cool, streams allur- 

 ing, vacations ideal. Between New 

 York City <witli Albany and Troy the 

 gateways) and 



LAKE GEORGE. THE 

 ABIRONDACKS, LAKE 

 CHAMPLAIJJ, THE 

 NORTH AND WEST 



The logiral route is "THE LUXU- 

 RIOUS WAY." Largest and most 

 magnificent river steamships In the 

 world — DAILY SERVICE. 



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'The Searchlight Route" 



Trainer of Philadelphia. This will 

 add gi-eatly to the attractions of the 

 bungalow for those who are devoted 

 to that quiet, refined and delightful 

 pastime which keeps many restless 

 spirits out of mischief. 



While out on the bay one of the 

 party's boats was overhauled at Har- 

 vey Cedars on the 24th by what looked 

 at first like a pirate craft but on closer 

 inspection proved to be no more than 

 an impetuous dash by two new ar- 

 rivals — John Farquhar and "Bill" 

 Stewart of Boston. 



An attempt by the British fleet to 

 recapture the Scottish cruiser Mac- 

 Tavish was foiled by the Sinn Feiners 

 under the gallant leadership of Ad- 

 niii-al Trainer and Bo's'n's Mate Don- 

 aghue. At last accounts the cruiser 

 was still on the beach and the bold 

 defi by aerogram from Admiral 

 Trainer to Admiral Jellicoe was still 

 unanswered. We would like to give you 

 the wording of this defi but we are 

 afraid it w-ould burst the type. 



Many beautiful speeches were made 

 at the post-prandial exercfses, one of 

 the most feeling, philosophical and 

 beautiful being by that picturesque 

 seventy-seven-year old Adam Graham 

 of Cleveland, O. Above all things Mr, 

 Graham preaches "moderation" if we 

 want to lead a long, healthy and happy 

 life. Another notable contribution to 

 the post-prandial was an original 

 poem by J. C. Vaughan of Chicago. He 

 voiced the sentiments of the old guard 

 splendidly in the following lines: 



The Old Guabd. 



(Lines written by J. C. Vaughan, Chi- 

 cago, III., addressed to Commodore John 

 Westcott at the sixteenth annual opening of 

 his Club House, June 23, 1916.) 



The Old Guard greets the Commodore 



At Waretown camp again. 

 Where stretch afar the seas that bore 



The Argosies of Spain. 



On Barnegat with the Commodore 

 John's called the boys once more. 



Some near that port whence they depart 

 For an unknown shore. 



Blue sky covers the summer day. 



Hazy our straight away ; 

 Shall the guard falter as the mists close In? 

 Shall the guard tremble, as the landmarks 

 dim? 



No! Haul her tight good Commodore, 



Set her on the mark ; 

 The sea's the Old Guard's open door. 



Trackless path, and dark. 



ENVOIE. 



Wh.-it the' the grey mist darkens 



We'll hold her. head-on 1 

 'Tliough each for port-liell hearkens 



We're still with you, John! 



The Commodore will be seventy- 

 seven next birthday but he is hale and 

 hearty as ever today and we all hope 

 he may live to be a thousand. 



Geobge C. Watson. 



INTRENCHED AGAINST THE 

 MOSQUITO. 



Oft In the stilly night, 



Ere slumber's chain has bound me, 

 I feel the hungry 'skeeters bite. 

 Or hear them buzz around me. 

 Their drowsy hum 

 I hate, by gum ! 

 Their gore I'd like to spatter! 

 But when, alas, 

 I make a pass. 

 Their bones I fail to scatter! 

 Thus in the stilly night. 



Ere slumber's chain has bound me, 

 I wake and cuss with all my might. 

 The 'skeeters that surround me. 



— Los Angeles Express. 

 The foregoing is a favorite recita- 

 tion with the gentleman whose portrait 

 accompanies these lines. Mosquitos and 

 George C. Watson have been at war 

 ever since that gentleman first landed 



Inteenched Against the Mosqititos. 



in this country sometime back in the 

 last century. As one of the many mil- 

 lion martyrs to the blood-thirsty 

 Culex, Mr. Watson has fortified him- 

 self with remedies of many kinds, a 

 few of which are seen in the picture, 

 but he says that none of them are ef- 

 fective. However, the portrait of the 

 gentleman himself is his latest and so 

 characteristic that our readers will no 

 doubt be ])leased to see it. 



FIELD DAY AT CROMWELL. 



The Field Day at Cromwell Gardens, 

 Connecticut, on Wednesday, June 21st, 

 brought together a representative num- 

 ber of members of the National As- 

 sociation of Gardeners and the Ameri- 

 can Association of Park Superintend- 

 ents from New York and New Eng- 

 land points. 



Delegates were met by representa- 

 tives of the A. N. Pierson. Inc., at the 

 trains, as they arrived at Hartford and 

 Middletown. and escorted to the hotel 

 at Middletown where they were re- 

 ceived by Wallace R. Pierson and en- 

 tertained at luncheon, after which the 

 party proceeded to Cromwell. Arriv- 

 ing at Cromwell Gardens the guests 

 were greeted by A. N. Pierson who 

 welcomed them to the establishment 

 of the company of which he is the 

 head, after which the chiefs of the dif- 

 ferent departments escorted the visi- 



