Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1898-11-05
RTINsBURe, w. VA. SATURDAY. NOV S, 1898.

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chosen as partner for the great
foursome by q Mics Mamie Howe.
She was kind hearted girl, but q
poor player; and nothing but the
score counts-literaily or metaphor
ically-in an open competition. New
ertheless, the partners got into the
final and found they had to meet
Miss Mostyn and Mr.. Crawley in
the last round. Many Of the beaten
competitors, having nothing better
to do, followed the match.
The evening was hne; the constant
boom of the breakers bursting on q
reef close by made an impressive
sort of music; the little red dots
formed by the jackets and blouses of
those golfers who were wandering
over the links (mostly in pairs now
specked the green turf pleasantly; a
startled peewit walled its melan-
choly note high overhead; the ozone
blowing in from the open sea was
grand. Altogether golf was de-
clared TO be a pleasant game-by
those playing in the finals.
Miss Howe, Notwithstanding a
sympathetic complication, played
her best; but as that was only suffi.
cient to land her partner in the most
impossible bunkers, it would perhaps
have been better had she not played
SO well-that is if she had missed
her strokers altogether and thus left
her partner no worse off than she
found him. He was obliged to alter
his play in consequence.
For instance:
When the match was "all-square"
at the fifth hole, Gordon drove q
long ball for the sixth green, badly
sliced apparently. The ball covered
the most Of the distance, but fell
very far OF the line. Miss Howe
was timidly jubilant. Her own sins
of omission (such as when she omit
ted to hit the balD and commission
| (when she committed it to the near.
est sandpit) were partly atoned for
by this bungle, which would not
have been creditable to any golfer,
and which was downright impro-
priety in Scots golfer. She con-
graduated him candidly.
ooh, it's not that! Not that at
all. Don't you see, have laid you
so far off the line that you could
not get into that difficult bunker
even if you tried to-" Gordon ans.
wered innocently, and soon was
sorry.
1t was the panied expression on
poor Nannie's face which caused the
quick repentance. The Inundated
| girl played her brassy-a fine club
in the dim and distant hope of get
ting over the bunker, and by pro.
digious effort just managed to get
into it. Miss Mostyn and Mr.. Craw-
ley: some up and three to play!'
There were only nine holes in the
shorter course on which the match
was played, and hole lost at that
stage was serious matter. 1t was
remedied by long putt of Miss
Howe's on the seventh green. The
gallery had increased to quite a
large crowd, and as every new ar
| rival added to Nannie's nervousness,
she had now quite lost her head
and made no effort to steady herself
for the stroke. She had gathered
some girls around her, and from
amongst these she only emerged
when it was her turn to play, re-
firing Immediately to the friendly
obscurity of the crowd the moment
the stroke was over. So the great
putt on the seventh green was more
of an accident than the spectators
thought. Indeed, Mamie did not
know what the applause was about
until she found her covering crowd
moving her on to the next tee.
1t was here that Gordon became
puzzled as to the sympathies of his
partner and his opponents partner.
He had "the honor" having won the
last hole. He played with extreme
care, resolutely refusing to allow
himself to "press," while at the same
time pntting plenty into it. The
result was tremendous drive, long
and low, with great follow. When
the little speck ceased twinkling in
the far distance and at last lay still,
a chorus of approval rose from the
gallery" Yet Mamie Howe, here
tofore had been loyal partner, look
ed wistful. And May Mostyn sent
a glance toward the doctor of con-
graduation and almost OF relief.
Again. when Crawley played and
got on an almost equally long ball,
Mamie beamed, and May moved
away from the tee without a word.
This would have been rather mys.
terious if Gordon could have given
it more than passing thought. But
as he was just playing off final
"All square and two to play" any
form of psychological analysis was
not much in bis way.
The eighth hole was halved and
the girls had to drive for the last.
They both missed very badly. Nan