The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-05-30

s@we shall have 10 play" repeated Mrs.
Zones with emphasis; you'll see. Alger-
non; whether we like it or not. we shall
have to play. don't see how we can get
out Of it,
1t is so like a~woman to insist that
when you stay at a friends house you
must join In all their amusementsl 1
smiled at Maria in her corner and shook
my head. had played golf once. The
recollection steeled me to resist for five
wears all the pressure the fellows brought
TO bear on me to join the club at loot
ing. That one game of mine was played
IN Arran. The links. my host averred,
were as sporting as any in Scotland
He had laid out the course himself. and
would not admit that Prestwick was a
bit better ST. Andrews itself could not
beat those Arran links, in his opinion. AS
for the game. in justice to myself 1 must
say that 1 approached it in an unbiased
spirit. But after one morning, most of
which I spent looking for my lost ball
FOR, TO be accurate balls for lost four
t-after scratching my hands to rags and
tbresking club, 1 felt qualified to form
an opinion Of the game. and that opinion
have retained ever since. a game which
consists OF hitting a ball and going to
look for it, and hitting it again. if you
are lucky enough to find it, seems to me
q pastime suitable to harmless lunatics.
! said this, or something like it, to Maria,
who had put down her book to try to
convince me that 1 should have to play
at the Barrys
so you have told me before she re-
Sled rather shortly3 however. you will
see Put away the paper, and strap up
THE rugs, like a good boy. We are just
there"
By the time I got our things together
the train had stopped. While 1 got
iporters to look after the baggage, Mrs.
fJones went to see if the carriage was
Eoutside.
The coachman brought a note from
tAlice.'' said she as she rejoined me; "she
wants US TO wait for Mr.. MonktOn, who
IS coming by the 6:15 from Paddington.'
So Monkton was to be there too. Sem
sible fellow. Monkton; we dined together
at the club one night last Winter-Mrs.
tJones was out of town-and really 1
think he was more sarcastic about golfers
than I was. ] can stand alone, of course,
but it is pleasant 10 have an ally.
The 6:15 was late. So Mrs. Jones sat
IN the carriage while 1 strolled about.
] hate waiting for trains, and after
twenty minutes idling, suggested 10
Maria that we should go on and leave
iMOnkton TO follow in a cab. However,
fshe would not hear Of it; she said the
!caTTiage had been sent for him as we'll
Barrys, and Monkton mightn't be able
ITO get a fly. 1 went back and kicked my
heels for another quarter of an hour, and
was tolerably cross when the train came
in and Monkton got out.
Halo. old chapi I'm afraid you have
been kept waiting. Mrs. Barry wrote me
that We should drive up together. Hows
your wife? Train is late; been waiting
long?'
''Oh. no." I replied; "only five-and-
thirty minutes or's So.
Monkton said 1 mustn't blame him
as If i We're likely tO-and taking my
arm, said we must get his baggage. His
portmanteau and hat-box were dis
charged from the van at last. and
called porter.
wait bit, wait a Bit" cried Monk
Ton. Haven't got all my things yet.
Confound it-why-- Here, guard!
What's wrong?" / asked with con-
Germ, for MOnkton takes things easily as
rule. He had bounded into the van,
and was searching among the heaps
of luggage, high and low.
They can't have been left behindr' he
walled. busting his hands together as he
dumped out
What can't have been left behind?"
Ny Oh. hi, guardr' From the way
he flew after the man I began to think
the loss was something serious Two
minutes later he came back. carrying a
long brown canvas bag under his arm.
''All right he remarked cheerily; they
were in the other van"
Golf clubsr exclaimed. You, Monk
ton-yOu. You don't mean TO tell me-
I'm sure my voice faltered-"that you
have taken to golf?"
Il do retOrted the abandoned crea-
ture; and will you before you're
much older"
Passing over this observation, which
was distinctly uncalled for. asked him
when he took up the game.
Let's see he said Il stayed with
The Barrys last April 1 bought my
clubs afterward"
They had the disease. and you caught
1T l sneered.
Just so. It's awfully infectious. and
it's chronic You'll catch it too. Look
here; 1 know a man who wants TO
sell a set of nearly new clubs. When
you -''
"One word. Ionkton. if you please.
You know what l think about golf; I
don't change my mind balancing at his
clubs-"and 1 beg you won't talk in that
strain TO me any more; it's childish
l did not say much TO him during the
drive. He had irritate me. and I wished
10 put him down little.
1t Is certainly a beautiful house. and
the Barrys seem TO be nice people. though
the whole family did follow up their well
come by deploring our omission to bring
our golf clubs CAny one would think
golf clubs were as indispensable as UNI
brellasD The truth is a regular golf at
nnosphere pervades the house. There are
odd clubs in the umbrella stand club
bags hanging on the hat-pegs, and a
plate on the hall table was full Of balls
more or less knocked about. Miss Barry
wears brooch of a tiny gold golf club
and pearl ball, and her brother Charley
a tie-pin of similar design. When I adj
mired the lawn from the drawing room
window, Mr.. Barry, ST. said "Oh. the
putting green. There are very fair
hazards on that bank and down by those
trees" At dinner, the talk is Of quarries
and bunl1ers, cleeks, niblicks and mashies
lwhatever they may be-. / had to confess
that my first and last game was played
in Arran five years ago. l thought / saw
Miss Barry smile when I said it was my
last. / don't think much Of one-ideaed
people. Two or three times tried to turn
the conversation. I offered them the last
novel. the war in South Africa, the long
drought; but it was no use. The talk
urifted back to golf again somehow, and
stayed there. BY the time the ladies got
up to leave the table, J hated the game
more than ever.
Aren't they all nice2'' Maria whispered
TO me in the drawing afterward.
Yes, very" / agreed. 1t had been a