The Brunswick news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1901-1903, 1902-11-09

Under the big OAK Dy the utteeAtIl
tee Mr.. Arthur Glendenning was sit
ting at his ease He was some ten
strokes behind his opponent, Colonel
Bogey, but this did not bother him in
the least, Bogey not being one Of those
players who tack their score cards III
conspicuous places on the clubhouse
bulletin board and mention their vic
tories to every one they meet. Nor was
Arthur annoyed by the fact that hun
CRY bunker had swallowed up his bah
indeed, he hoped that his caddy's
search for 1t would go unrewarded yet
a while, for ii was restful here, and,
incidentally, there was a rather allur-
ing picture in the field just across the
leaf-strewn road that ran by the oak.
The picture was that of girl framed
in red clover 1t was a moving picture.
too; that is, the girl was moving, gath
ering a big bunch Of clover blossoms.
Resting against the fence Arthur no
ticed bicycle.
"That girl is not a slave to fads, any
how" he commented, lazily, to himself,
''or she would have given up the wheel
for ping-pong. The fact that she is out
here alone indicates that she possesses
independence and a mind of her-what!
She's looking at that COW as if She
were afraid of it~
If Arthurs Imagination had been
vivid enough to have viewed the COW
as the girl viewed it, he would not have
been so surprised that the beast should
be causing her 60 show trepidation A
few minutes before, when she was sur
mounting the difficulty of the fence III
quest of the clover she had assured
herself that she wasn't a bit afraid of
that COW, and. as a matter OF fact, she
had felt brave until the COW had sud
denly raised It's head from the grass
and began to stare. Starcs are always
disconcerting. Perhaps the COW re-
garded her as an enemy browsing upon
its clover, perhaps as friend with 4
handful of salt At any rate, II gazed
at her fiXedly for a moment, and then
took two steps in her direction. The
girl Ietreated two steps, returning the
cows stare haughtlly. Suddenly the
latter seemed TO make up its mind, and
began to advance in business-likc
way, with long, swinging strides.
A delicate, silvery Shrek pierced the
afternoon air, and the fight and puis
suit began. In running ability they
were quite evenly matched. The girl
neared the fence-she gained it she be-
gan to climb. i was q most alluring
picture, and Arthur Glendennlng sue
cumbed to great temptation. lie mad
his weaknesses. One of them had 10
do with cameras. The pretty views
on the Ferndalc links are so many that
in this match with Colonel DOGGY he
had directed his caddy to bring the in
strument along. At this instant 1t lay
at his side. He seized ii, leveled it; its
eye winkcd once. Then he dropped ii
hastily behind log. and was across
the road, all solieitudc. Just as the fu-
gitive fell, palpitating heap. on the
grass on the safe side of the fence,
Are you hurt?" lie inquired, anx-
iously.
mo, no, thank you she painted, but
that-that terrible cow
Arthur glanced in the direction of the
cow 1t did not have n very terrible
aspect, but rather an expression of
mild surprise and even injury. MS if it
We're eXclaimlng to itself: Dear me.
how very disappointing! Where's my
salt?"
Let me assist you to your feet, said
Arthur, in his best manner. bending
over her, She did not move, but ex-
claimed. distressedly:
"Oh, dear the fence has torn my
skirt! You haven't such things as Il
pin or two, have you?'
There was n heSeeching note in her
voice and the young man would have
given much TO have been able to have
produced pin. but it was impossible.
He felt of his clothing hopelessly; he
gazed out over the sweeping green of
the links, up at the trees. up at the
canopy of the heavens. but he saw no
pin.
The caddy's curly head just then APP
peared over the edge of the bunker
Here, caddy," shouted Arthur "run
over to the clubhouse and get some
pins, safety pins. any kind. and get all
they've got in the place Run, "
But don't run so fast" he added, las
to injwe your health" for the girl
with the pink glowing beneath the
white of her rounded cheeks. with the
brilliancy of excitement stin in her
eyes, and with hayward curlettes
struggling from out OF her mass Of
light hair was certainly picture
even more of picture than she had
seemed TO Arthur from distance-aih
he was too appreciatiye of the artistic
TO be willing that such a picture should
pass quickly from his view.