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His greatest walk waB in 19Q6,
when he hiked clear across the
Upon completion of his present
walk Weston will lay the cornerstone
of the new clubhouseof the Minnea
polis Athletic club.
By Mary Boyle O'Reilly.
"They tell me I am 75 years old, but
I don't feel it!"
Edward Payson Weston, the father
of long-distance walking, laughed as
we were parting on the outskirts of
New York, to where I had accom
"I begin this hike," he added, wlth-
out training, but pride, principle and
pluck will carry me through. And so,
until 'Friday at Callicoon adieu."
Friday at Callicoon proved hot
The dusty, sun-baked road from
Shoholo was shadeless.
"Nary a tree to cover my unpro
tected head!" groaned Weston, the
Walkist. He was resting for the mo
ment on the hotel porch, his precious
feet carefully extended on a chair.
"Time's np!" called some one from"
Another moment he and I were off
for a full day's tramp together the
center of a friendly, mildly excited
Callicoon had turned out en masse.
Every man and woman not nailed to
a bed or a cookstove was there.
And as for children! Cheerful lit
tle girls romped along at his cane
hand and a neat file of boys sang as
they followed the little man in khaki
and leather putties until a wobbly
sign post marked a boundary, and the
cheering, breathless children were
Chipper as a boy of twenty, Weston
strode forward with the springy step
that so easily negotiates from thirty
fcosixty miles a day, according to the
Wiryr muscular one hand behind
Jus back -fte walked with a light?
Bteady pace, covering four and a half
miles an hour. Knees bent, "body fort
ward, exerting a minimum of energy
the "Old Ped," who has covered
100,000 miles in forty years does not
lift his feet high, but progresses with
an odd shuffling step taught In the'
French army, n
"Where did I get my remarkable
endurance?" repeated the grizzled
"Why, where most men get their
best qualities from my mother, who
had as great a heart in her bosom
as any woman who ever lived. It is
for her sake that I never walk on
Sunday.1 I promised her that I would
"A scrub woman started me walk
ing, though She had me discharged
from my job as office boy and walked
me out so fast that it go't to- be a"
"In New York and other big cities
the average man walks a mile a day
and he looks it! If I could induce'
worried and brain-weary men to walk
more I should feel that I had averted
morevtxouble than any man in the
world. For Instance, there would be
no suicide if people walked enough
nor other misery, for health means
"I walk to keep well," continued
the white-haired septuagenarian
switching his "game leg" with his
cane to stimulate circulation. P
"When you have led a careful life?
age does not count. When I started
to walk the hundred miles from Phil
adelphia to Manhattan the doctors
said, 'Don't think of it. Don't try
it. You are out of it.'
" 'Out of what?' I aske'd.
" 'Out of everything,' they said;
You are too old, If you try to dtf
that walk, your circulation will stop;?
" 'Oh, will it?' said I. 'Well, well
see.' And off I went. It was a mere
matter of making up my mind and
sticking to it. My circulation did not
stop! S r
"More people die from under-exert