The Savannah morning news., 1901-04-21

to pieces on his drives and he couldn't
| put little bit. And the worst of 1t was
that as time went on Wetherby's playing
I fell off more and more.
| Every time Wetherby sliced his drive or
| topped his cleek shot, jamie would stare
| reproachfully at Miss Elizabeth, where
upon that young persons would go off into
| fits of laughter.
| Strange to say, jamie found it much
easier to caddie for the two than for one.
| They never seemed to care II the ball got
| lost, and one day when at the fourteenth
hole, the guttie had popped over the
| fence into his fathers place, and jamie
asked If he should go after it. Wetherby
| said: Yes, jamie, and If you find it in
less than an hour I'll discharge your
| When poor. bewildered Jamie returned in
| exactly one hour, he found the two sit
| ting under a tree and Wetherby remark
| ed very formally, Mr.. Mcleod, let me
introduce my future wife,
Then the young lady with her cheeks
| the color of red roses, drew the boy close
| to her. You're glad, Jamie, aren't your"
she said, softly. The boy blinked hard
| for a minute. Yes" he retorted, sturd-
| lily; I'm really and truly glad-though /
kinder hate to see a good golfer spoil
| ed"
| One day about a week later Jamie was
caddying for Miss Elizabeth alone and
Wetherby was to join her little later.
Jamie. with the girlsSbag slung over
| one shoulder, and her red jacket over the
other, was standing close to his fathers
cattle yard fence, watching for the drive
off at the fourteenth hole
She made rather a bad foozle, the ball
| going less than a hundred yards, and far
to left out of the right direction. The
two were making for the ball as
| IL lay near a turbulent little mountain
~
both turned at the sound of painting
animal and there within twenty yards
his approach deadened by the soft turf,
came farmer McLeods savage bull his
| head lowered, his eyes afiame.
The girl gave a scream and stood stock
slill from sheer fright. There was no
| shelter at hand.
Jamie held a cleek in his right hand.
having hauled II out of the bag to give
the girl The bag fell to the ground with
a rattle but with his left hand he still
grasped the red Jacket
| Make for the brook" he cried; ana
| turning about he waved the jacket in the
face of the furious brute.
With a below of rage the bull made
| straight for him. Jamie stood his ground
| ill the beasts horns were all but on him;
then deftly he stepped one side. and lift
ing the cleek dealt the animal a fierce
blow on the nose.
The bull turned and charged on him
again AS Jamie leaped to one side for
| the second time his foot slipped on the
| slippery turf and twisting his ankle fell
helpless to the ground.
once more the raging animal charged
on the boy before he could regain his
feet. He flung himself face downward
on the grass and waited for those dread
| full horns tc strike him.
But even as he did SO he heard a shout
1T was Wetherby's voice-and then the
sound of a pistol followed instantly by
another and another. Then an agonize1
| below and heavy thud.
| Then Jamie tainted.
When he came 10 he saw Wetherby
/ gazing down on him.
| rs she all rightv asked jamie.
Then he realized that his head was ly
| ing In the girls lap and he felt her soft
hands smoothing back his hair.
'If your name had only been Lopez or
Quisante you'd have made a bully torea-
dor, Jamiel' said Tom, huskily and he
never noticed his brilliant pun.