Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1899-03-23

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the deuce was he to prevent it? SUD-
denly an idea occurred to him. He was
renowned for his marvelously ready
wit, and had often before now got
himself out of scrapes by adopting
course of action which the average
man would have considered impractic-
ably audacious, and he was endowed
with cucumber-like GOODNESS tnaI
was quite phenomenal.
Hist, Tredgold!' he said, Sling
that bag across your shoulders, man;
slouch for the love of heaven, sIoucl..
Here, like this. Cad! it's lucky we
came out in these old coats
of ours. Turn your collar up, Tired
gold. Right. You look a regular
sweep now. So do /, | dare swear.
Now, remember, Tredgold that we are
both caddies-caddies, twig? And if
you speak, mount the Cockney twang.
I'll do the canny Scot"
| "You-you-don't mean to try to t
take mamma in that way?" gasped
Minnie, "she-shell never"
Yes, she will. It's the only chance.
Oh, we'll carry it off, never fear.
Iron, Teddy? 90 aye, leddy!" said
Cutlish in excellent Caledonian,
touching his cap. There, don't you
think / shall manager" he whispered,
with reassuring twinkle in his eye.
"I-I-don't know. Oh-oh-Pm so
ghtened-I-I-"
will yer tike yer putter, lydy?''
asked Tredgold of Dora, entering at
once into the humor of the situation.
"Yes, please, Mr., mean cad
die" gasped Dora, who was trembling
like an aspen amused. "I-I--think
will"
BY this time Mrs. Arson and Mr.
Carruthers were within speaking us
lance. The two cadides fell respect
; fully back, and Dora and Minnie ad-
vanced, trembling, to greet the un-
welcome arrivals.
"Oh, here you are, dears!" said Mrs
Arson. 1T is such beautiful day;
and when Mr.. Carruthers suggested &c
me that he should bring me down here
to see you play and enjoy the bracing
) air upon this common l could not re-
fuse. / hope you are having good
game, dears."
Excellent; thank you, mamma"
Good morning, Miss Anson-good
morning, Miss Dora" said Carruthers
raising mis- hat Minnie saw, with
increased dismay, malicious look or
his face which she did not at all like
1--WE may as well turn and wan
round with you. Eh? What do you
say, Mrs. Anson?"
Certainly. The grass is quite dry
| shall enjoy It."
"Th-this is the last hole but one
We have only one more to play after
this. But for that short distance we
shall be charmed with your company,
said Dora, forcing smile.
"Putter, caddie," said Minnie, with
her heart almost in her mouth, as she
turned toward Cutlish Pinkerton.
100, aye, Teddy" said Cutlish, hand
ing her the gun metal implement with
the gravest air.
do you have men to carry your
clubs?" whispered Mrs. Arson to
Minnie, with note of disapproval in
her voice.
Yes, we call them caddes, you
know" replied that young lady, trying
to speak in a natural and uncon-
cerned way, though her heart was
humping against her ribs with ter
rife palpitations. LET me see," adj
dressing Pinkerton, how do we stand,
c-caddie?"
You've each played six, Teddy.
You are lying like"
Like the DEVIL" muttered young
Tredgold, aside. Tredgold could
never resist the opening for joke.
"Eh! What is that man saying? Il
believe | heard him swear" said
Mrs. Arson, whose ears were of the
sharpest, in an indignant tone.
"Naw-naw," answered the imper-
turbable Cutlish He'd nav say swear
words before leddies. He ainly said
they were lying like and level"
WAS that all? OH" said the lady,
with a severe and rather suspicious
glance toward Tredgold. neverthe-
less.
GO and life the flag. please caddie,'
said Minnie, fearful lest Cutlish Pink
erton should be tempted to overdo it
by saying too much.
100. aye. leddie" And he slouched
off to execute her request.
They holed out, and then crossed the
road to the next tee. Minnie could
see BY her mothers face that, thanks
to he. absolute ignorance of golf in
every particular, she as yet suspected
nothing OF the truth. But this brought
her little relief. since by several fur
tive glances at Mr.. Carruthers she
had satisfied and meant to make use
of it. Indeed, il was almost inevi-
table that he should know Cutlish
Pinkerton by sight, and even that
were not the case neither the latter
nor Tredgold could we'll be mistaken
for real caddies by a shrewd man of
the world like Claud Carruthers. In
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