Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-12-24

to her assistance.
Tony" she said impulsivcly IF you
20 round the course in less than do
I'm give you an answer this evening
Tony looked his disappointment He
was Acknowledged to be the worst
player in the club, and he fully rccoG'
nized the improbability of his get.
ting the answer as he had hoped. But,
as ever, he was patient, and far from
asserting the rights which in her heart
Betty would really have wished him
to have demanded.
She would have preferred him TO
have told her that she was unreason'
able. She knew that IL would have
been just. But berarse he gave sway
to her, her opinion of his character
was only strengthened.
1t was a ninehole course, used by
ladies' and gentlemen alike, and while
she professed an aptitude for the
game, Tony was a recognized failure.
He had never even exhibited the rec.
ord.breaking capacity of the beginner,
and there was not a man in the CluO
who would trouble to 20 round with
him.
The chances were admittedly uneven.
but he went hopefully into the club
house to get the rest Of his sticks and
engage a caddy.
As he came out again Betty was Just
taking her long.intcnded drive. He
watched the ball as it scared like a
lark into the air.
There goes my chance. he remark'
cd and Betty gave him the sweetest
smile in the world as he started after
II.
With certain amount of despair
Tony made his heap and his stroke.
One was as Intellectual as the other.
and through small sandstone he
watched the brief career of his ball.
In three strokes Betty had practical.
ly forgotten the contest. but at the
twentieth she remembered Il.
Just before hedge her ball sought
shelter in some thick grass.
The devil Is the manufacturer of all
golf balls and the father of lies.
She knew IL would mean the wasting
of stroke to get that ball out again.
and to the enthusiast the wasting of a
stroke is practically vandalism. She
considered the matter for n moment.
as TO whether the hedge was surmount.
able from that position, or whether
the attempt might not lead her into
greater difficulties than ever. Then
she looked up at the caddy. To he a
Caddy is to be vcrsed in the rudiments
of diplomacy. He knows when a smile
Is worth siXpenCC and serious face
o shilling.
Throw IL over your shoulder. miss.
the caddy suggested. and after mo.
ment's hesitation Betty took the ad'
vice.
She did not ntoicc that the ground
man, engaged in pulling out a few
weeds from putting lawn hard ny
had rested from his labOrs and was
watching the issue of her troubles,
Had she noticed him she would have
seen also the smile that spread con
descendingly over his features as he
noted the reluctance with which she
accepted the caddy's advice.
II CHANGED again that, as Betty was
in the act OF making her final putt, thu
the pavilion.
W nat ulu SH', w ~ III Nv dNh'N
the Caddy in an undcrtone.
"Sixty-three. ii she counts THROWN:
Il over her shoulder"
The groundman lethargiCally pur
sued his way to the pavilion.
When the little ball had disappcare,
for the last time Betty gave her club
10 the Caddy and waited for TOny's r.
turn.
She did not ask any questions unit
the flag was put back into the hole
and he looked up into her face will
a question in his eyes.
"Well?" he said.
"Oh, you're first" she replied. 9TH,
last shall be first"
"SiXty.three."
Betty obviously hesitated, and III
groundman. seeing 10 the knives of
lawn-mower that stood on the green
seemed to be strangely distracted il
his occupation.
Then | won. she said, with hall
hearted exultation. Siyty.two"
The groundman went on with hi
work.
Are you coming home now" Ton
asked, submissively.
Betty nodded her head, and he wall
ed despondently with her toward til
pavilion, where he waited outside unit
she was ready.
As he stood there. moodily THROWN
little pebbles at the caddy house, Il
groundman came up TO him
Queer fish, women" said II
groundman.
The remark found some bearing q