Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-02-20

got 1T at last. That's a hundred yards"
Then an unexpected thing happened. The
daughter of a hundred De Peysters clasped
her driver to her bosom for a partner and
waltzed delghtedly on the wet teeing
ground
'Hurrah!' she cried. Didn't tell you 1
cycling Davoud a little resentfully. Then
her resentment vanished. Congratulate
me-" she said. and offered him her blistered
hand.
The swing having been mastered, every
thing else in golf is comparatively plain
sailing. Through the golden autumn days,
Davoud watched the gray-eyed Antoinette
come steadily out of her dufferdOm. By the
time red balls became a necessity, she he'd
won a reputation among the women mem
bers of the club as the coming champion.
Davoud alone knew of something else she
had won, trophy of no interest to her,
merely the honest heart of a man not born
to the purple.
He noted with a thrill of pleasure the look
of strength which was added to her beauty
Her skin was tanned and ruddy with wind
and sun. Her gray eyes were clear, with
the clearness which comes from fresh air
and exercise. With the physical strength
and Vigor there came also certain men
tai self-pose. She was less naughty, more
natural. The crisp mornings and cold dusks
on the links, when the red bonfres cracked
| among the trees. had brought her very close
to nature. Her manner to Davoud was not
SO imperSonally well-bred. She loved his
environment as he loved 1t, and she felt
how well he fitted into his surroundings.
She contrasted him with the men she met
at dances and owned they suffered by COM
parison. There was charm about this big,
calm fellow going his solitary way among
| the dapper youths who stole away from
| bank and office to play round with her.
| 1t was the morning of the January dance.
| The links lay fair and white in sparkle
| of snow. the red flags fluttering gayly along
| the course. Over in the valley Davoud
J could see two figures, accompanied by the
! inevitable caddy tramplng through the
snow. He watched them take the drive
from the third hole. The enthusiastic play
/ ers who dared the snow drifts were, of
| course, Miss De Peyster and one of her adj
| mirers. Only one woman swung her club
| with that dash and go. Well, that needn't
! interfere with his going forth to practice
| for the match that was coming off the
! next afternoon.
He met them toiling up the steep incline
| The girls face a flame of color from
! the frosty air. Her eyes under their dark
| fringes sparkled almost blue in their clear
| ness. In her white sweater and tam o'shan-
ter she seemed the very essence of the
/ snowy, brilliant morning. Her companion
! a somewhat narrow-chester youth with al
aristocratic nose and a short upper lip, was
| stranger. Imported for the dance,
| Davoud thought.
"Forer' she shouted a graceful, buoyan
figure outlined against the sky. Then, "Oh
how stupid! The caddy has given me tn,
wrong driver. l can't use this warped
thing
The caddy was yards away down by tn,
brook waiting calmly for the balls. De
YOU'D came to the rescue with the offer o
his club.
She had ceased to refuse favors from hin
now. "Oh, thank you,' she said. Yours /!
such beauty. I'm sure to make my hun
dred-and-fifty yards. Fore."
The Ember. dark-handled club wen
whistling to meet the little red ball thel
with one of those fatalities SO frequent OF
the links, snapped in two. and the CIR
swung around on the ball of her foot hold
| ing the broken shaft. while the head wen
hurtling through the air.
.toh. what a shamer' she cried in genuin
distress "Your beautiful club!'
| Davouds smile was Spartan. The feel o
ones own especial club has much to d.
with understanding.
"Oh, that's all right he said. "Funn.
! how those things happen. any way, am
lifting his cap he STROBE through the snoy
back 10 the house for another club.
A little later he heard laughter and seam
| pering feet up the veranda steps, and com
ing out OF his workshop door he encounters
the destroyer of his clubs ana peace o
| mind, snowy and wet. on the way TO tn
! lockers
/ Her companion. natty figure. eminentl
well groomed and correct. approached Da
YOU'D. shabby in rough trousers. staine'
CATERS and sweater. He held a crisp ban
note in one golf-gloved hand.
| I'm awfuliy sorry about that club h
said affably. viii this cover the es
} pense?"
: Davoud's hazel eyes darkened. Did til
man think he would accept pay for an ae
} of courtesy. like porter on a Pullma
: car?
. III was able to do Miss De Peyster