The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-05-14
A VIRAGOOF THE LINKS.
How the Diplomacy Of the lodge
Saved = City Golf
Club.

A lone widow, but not Of the leaning
sort, Mrs. ScTapple held possession Of her
house and lot against the wishes, coaxtngs,
threats and cash offers II the richest golfers
In the city. But there was no open feud
until the Judge, in driving from the ninth
tee, sent the ball by an inadvertent slice
into violent collision with the head Of the
youngest Scrapple offspring.
This all happened, be Il known, at q
links In the suburbs Of Atlantis-not At
antis. No, nor Atlantis, Ky, nor Atlantic,
Wash, but the mythical city Of the
ancient writer's. This statement Is inn
portant In order that the golf club where
these things happened may not be con-
founded with any club in the suburbs Of
New York or Boston OF Philadelphia either,
that may also have had its worries with
squatters and evictions.
Head OF that boyl Catch himl' cried
to the caddies the Judge. the more an
noyed at the unintentional harm he had
inflicted because a ScTappe was the VIC
tim.
Such a chase was rare sport TO such
urchins. and the two sped after the stricken
youth With the speed and cunning Of grey
hounds clipped for coursing. bagging their
shot. They dragged the boy, weeping and
rubbing at the lump beneath his red thatch,
10 the waiting golfers.
The doctor, a. II happened. was the
partner Of the Judge.
Roof only dented, no fear Of leak here,
he pronounced. after a diagnosis, a. he re-
leased the boy.
Then this should be salve for the hurt.
4 IL H.. V,,l. l. II
natured relief and he slipped q banknote to
the boy, who set Oh for home again, but this
time beaming with smiles.
They resumed the golf match. but the
Judge did not settle down to his game so
quickly as the doctor, who won an easy hole
They walked slowly TO the frat tee, to begin
another round Of the nine hole links.
Then fork Of lightning flashed from the
blue.
(which wan av you nearly kilt me bye7'
The demand came in strident tones from a
woman, rudy Of hair and patchy as to at
tire. who stood with arms akimbo In pos
session Of the tee they wished to play from.
Whichever II was, fat wan or thin wan
take back your misery two dollar bill"
Suiting the action TO the words, the woman
threw a crumpled up banknote toward the
pair
What means this intrusion, Mrs, Scrap
ple9' demanded the Judge a. he realized
that Il was up to him 10 face the irate
woman. you are on private grounds,
ma'am; you are a trespasser.
Aha so II was the fat wan!- sneered
the woman. Il might have known itl
III have the law on ye, Judge OF no Judge!'
But ma'am, We we're within our rights
and the boy a trespasser. as you are now.
The whole trouble rests in its primary
cause on yolr refusal to ell your little
property"
AN IL ye cant get the land. ye1l kill
my childer, IL it, was the interrupt ton
from the woman. ITS a warrant III take
out on the pair Of ye for assault wild intent
TO KIM ye fat and thin bullies!'
Then Mrs.. ScrApple said more, much
more, and not In the way Of compliment 10
the Judge, nor 10 the doctor, nor 10 the
royal and ancient game In any degree.
With a naughty wave Of defiance and still
iawing abe then set out across the links
toward the police court, a path wen lmONn
y her.
Nov, az a good wine needs no bush, 40
often happens that good match at goH