Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1899-10-13
THE CADDY.
BY John Roberts.



He leisurely surveyed the depression
into which the ball had Disappeared;
then, in compliance with her mandate,
raised his voice in a loud shout. The
fresh breeze took up the call of II say,
boy; come Mere" and carried it to a for
lorn figure perched on the fence rails
marking the links line of demarcation.
The boy descended slowly from his
point of observation and advanced to-
ward the couple. The man in the brown
golf suit came forward to meet him.
Look here" he said in a low tone,
don't you find that ball inside Of an
hour. Do you heart"
A grin Of perfect understanding on the
upturned freckled face satisfied his in
structor, and bright coin covertly trans
ferred further sealed the compact. He
returned to the girls side visibly relieved.
"Oh," she said, he'll never find it
there Just hold my stick while l show
him where it went"
"Please don't CO." begged the man,
deeply disappointed. Hell find 1t sure
enough"
The girl tripped daintily after the ur-
chin, who was Flooding aimlessly in the
wrong direction.
He watched the two consulting with a
clouded countenance.
at is no use," he muttered, I've not
the ghost of a chance, and she goes home
tomorrow" His lips frightened.
The girl came back with look Of de-
termination in her eyes. The wind, TAX
ing liberties with her flying draperies, be-
trayed two slender ankles.
HE shall come to the point this after
noon. 1t must be a blind surrender on
his part, and capitulate gracefully" she
whispered gleefully to the wind.
They seated themselves on a protected
knoll, below which the green waves slop-
ed away in grassy fluctuations. He drew
closer, but she moved to the margin of
the fertilization. Leaning back with q
little sigh of satisfaction, she asked care
lessly:
do you think l will be back in time to
drive with Mr.. Ford?"
81 presume so, If you really wish it, -
he replied stifly.
They looked across the purple downs to
where the light, hurrying clouds were
making darker patches of green, shad-
ows mingling with flecks OF sunshine.
Her profile was temptingly near, and
distracting little tendrils of hair futter'
ed under her cap.
"Must you really go home tomorrow
he asked at last.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw his
face was a trife paler than usual under
its coat of tan.
Eyes, and you-when do you goT
Tomorrow afternoon. l suppose this
summer has been like a lot of others tc
your" He spoke slowly, looking at hel
deliberately.
at has been very pleasant" she re
turned artlessly, becoming suddenly alb
sorbed in the tip of her boot.
"Don't you love tennis" she continued
81 think it much jollier than golf" Hei
eyes were sedulously averted.
II prefer golf," he answered lacon
ically.
"Why?" innocently.
Because, socially, It is more orthodox
and two can wander off without causing
comment" Then, as a conclusive argu
ment, Links are desirable"
She looked at him archly. But one hal
love in tennis too, you know"
yes" he agreed, "but oftentimes Their,
are double sets. l like the problem Of TIVE
finding y as the unknown quantity"
what does Y represent in golfT sh,
asked softly.
Love" he replied firmly.
I'm tennis, you know, after love
there's the Deuce" she murmured.
He gravHated nearer.
True, but next it's vantage In"
He had come very close, and her hanC
was eclipsed under a large brown one.
Meanwhile, with a half consumed Ct
gar, surreptitiously procured, the indus
trious caddy reposed luxuriously just be
low their battlefield. He drew in a lonI
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the silence above him. A meadow lark
amorous call foated by, quiet reigned
and the golden sunlight was over every
thing.
do you care just little, dearW
The voices were inaudible to the caddy
The girls lips moved, and the maj
knew, il he did not hear, that they form
ed Eyes"
The world was a beautiful place jus
at that moment.
1t was drawn battle. They were mu
tually bound. Still, a woman must pris
on some OF her forces. A complete sur
render means bondage.
II wonder where that boy can be! II
has been gone an hour"
She said this demurely, as if their fu
ture depended on his opportune appear
ance.
Boy" she called, "what are you dc
ing?"
Here am, marm," and the owner o
the unkempt head bobbed up serenel
from the other side of the slopihg bank.
81 amt never moved" he said. "rha
gent there, he gave me one too" ii
looked reproachfully at the man.
1t was clear he must work out his ow
defense.
Diving into mysterious trousers pockets
he exposed to view two dirty palms, l
each of which reposed a shining half do
lar.
"You don't mean," she began to u
man. Then their eyes met guiltily-coT
Bpirator versus conspirator.
In that moment they read each other
souls.
He stopped and began hastily gather
ing up her scattered belongings. A he
J blush mantled her cool cheek; then, wit
head majestically thrown back, she sweI
. past him.
Slowly the man followed, carrying tn
golf sticks and her small plaid cap, whic
| the wind had playfully caught up.
"Confound that caddy" he said III
} gratefully Chicago Times-Herald.
DauntIess Courage.
} "My daughter isn't afraid of anythin
on earth"
! Glow do you know that?"
1--WE seen her wake her husband out {