New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-11-13
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Harradcn carefully R " Il Z
placed his ball the
inproylsed tee and
rising brushed the sand from his fingers As
he lightly swung his driver into position, his keen
glance swept approvingly across the green, gently
rolling links OF the Hermitage Golf Club lying WIDE
and deserted in the bright winter sunlight The
air keen and bracing, the links in splendid
condition, and with enthusiasm born OF his grow
ing skill Harraden found himself eagerly Chas
ing the tiny ball across fields and over bunkers
and streams with a series OF wel-directed shots
worthy Of an expert
Whistlng 1ncrrily as he swung along. the heavy
bag OF clubs feeling eather-vveiglt in his firm grasp
he made the first round, and with renewed interest
started of again.
Suddenly, with his ball lying in tempting position
before steep bunker he was startled by the sound
OF clear, ringing voice close behind him:
Fore"
At the warning cry, Harraden turned sharply. and
TO his disrnay girl crimson blouse and short
skirt standing the box, ready to drive of. The
soft gray hat pulled we'll her face, the sleeves
rolled the elbows displayed pair of well-rounded
arms she stood with uplted cub waiting for him
to get out OF her way.
Signing for her to PLAY through Harraden moved
slightly side, wondering impatiently how long
II would take her pass. The instant he started
back with a sharp cry, the ball flew past his head
with d keen whistlng sound.
By George what a drivel" he muttered, with a
glance OF sudden envy at the girl who quietly picking
up her clubs started across the field with long
swinging step that brought her 10 where Harra-
den stood. fumbling his bag and the choice OF
q club with Painstahng precision,
As the girl passed she glanced carelessy 1t
him from beneath the broad brim OF her soft hat
but in that brief moment Harraden caught sight of
d bright 1quart face with reddish-broWn hair curling
rebelio~v above the white temples and pair of dark
gray eyes look of amusement IN their clear depths
That she had good cause for amusement he grimly
acknowledged a moment later. he gazed ruefully
al the carefully selected putter his hand and his
ball living snugy embedded IN the soft, sandy bottom
o. the bunker d few feet ahead.
hen he succeeded d1SlGdgIng II.
girl had disappeared minute later he caught sight
OF her she turned the OF the pavilion lying
between and last nks-she probably going
around again. This suspicion Harradens part
speedily confirmed a she mounted the box, and
addressing her ball carefully drove of with even
more than her first success.
Harraden glanced the last link before him, still
1lr1laved and then the girl there a good dis
lance between them, and She rapidly increasing
il Calmly picking up his ball he dropped it into his
pocket and lots driving off the first box
before the girl had crossed the stream below.
Her evident surprise finding him suddenly close
behind her was visiby increased by the pertinacty
with which his ball followed hers, stroke for stroke
Had she glanced back. she would have been still
filrt her amazed the surTeptltlously pick
10 his ball whenever her back safely turned,
and drop in his pocket. playing ii only when he
was close behind her
Whether il was this continued proximity that
disconnected her, whether she topped her ball,
Harraden could not determine. but suddenly he heard
a faint splash and, the next moment the girl
bending the stream, peerlng anXlously into It's
clear depths. then she clanbered earlessy down the
steep incline and was the point Of thrusting the
end Of her club into the water when Harraden called