The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-10-25
WHEN SHE PLAYED GOLF.
Brave Efforts of the studious Woman
to Learn the Game.
Chicago News,

She first appeared at the golf links in
the park one day early in June, sat
awhile watching the players and then
went away. She returned the follow
ing day and the next also. On the
third day she brought with her book,
a little blaek-coyered volume. on which
was splashed in glaring gilt this title:
How to Play Golf
Her intention was evident. She was
learning the game.
With diligent regularity she came ev-
cry afternoon for Sve days and studied
that book for an hour or two, eompar-
ing the players with the Illustrations in
the volume. She was always alone,
never addressed any person and was
spoken TO by no one. There was some-
thing in her air that repealed famii-
iarity. She was foreign-looking wo-
man, tall. handsome. well developed,
and about-well. a little past the age
when birthdays are an unmixed Joy.
Her hair was as brilliantly red as a
stormy sunset and very luxuriant, APP
parently. though Of course one can new
er be quite sure. AS if to accentuate
the redness of her hair she invariably
carried a gorgeous red parasol.
Most ornamental she looked as she
sat there on the bench under her GRIM
son canopy, porting over the little book.
But one sad Saturday she ceased be-
ing a bench ornament and became in
stead public nuisance. On that par
ticular day she arrived early with a gay
plaid bag slung across her shoulder
containing three unscratched. shining
golf clubs. In her hand she carried the
book-the little black book with the
big gilt title. Having procured a ticket
from the attendant, she seated herself
While waiting her turn she carefully
conned the pages, after first rolling her
sleeves to her elbows like the golf girls
on the calendars. When her number
was called she marched uneoncernedly
over TO the teeing ground, built min
iature hill Of damp sand, placed on its
summit a snoW-white ball. drew from
the bag the driver, and then-consulted
the book.
The crowd grinned. giggleds laughed
But to their actions the red-haired
one seemed utterly obliviOus. After
placing the open book upon the sand
she went as deliberately to work to
copy the Illustration on rxe page as if
she had been alone on the links. After
few preliminary waggles-accQrding
to Objectionable elevated her club
brought it down to earth with a ter
rifle whack and raised cloud of sand,
but left the ball mistaken on the tee,
| This seemed to astoniSh her, but after
consulting the book again she essayed
another trial. This time the ball rolled
reluctantly away a few feet in the di-
rection of the lagoon.
The crowd shrieked with amusement
The red-haired divinity was as indif-
ferent as a deaf mute. With unruffied
face she consulted the book once more,
inserted the driver in the bag, extract
ed the midiron and went after the bG J.
The trio of impatient boys Immediately
following her were obliged TO wait uutil
she had taken ten stTokes-and the
crowd had had ten spasms-before she
was far enough out of range for them
to proceed. BY that time she had lost
the ball and had ceased temporarily "a
! be a retarding force in the game.
In three hours she had reached the
! third hole, her course thereto being
marked by ziz-zag line of plowed-ur
| sod and followed by a volley of hot
| English explosives expressive Of ram
| pant emotion.
| For three weeks she appeared daily
/ on the links, oblivious alike to heat Of
wind or criticism. During all that time
! the only Improvement noticeable in hel
! playing was the absence of the LITTLE
| black book.
| Then she stopped coming and has
never been seen since. Had she becomt
| discouraged? 1t hardly seems possible