Evening journal., 1906-10-24
GOLF and
GUILE
by Margaret MuSSey

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,tepped on the train he tried to recall
exactly what pretty sallie Norton had
told him at a dance the night before.
She said there were several attractive
resorts along the river and one where
lot Of professional men and women
went every summer. Unfortunately
the twostep had struck up at that mo-
ment. aud she had omitted to mention
its name
Golf links hereT Philip asked the
conductor as the train slowed down at
little station.
''Ycs. sir; finest In the country. Rock
dale, Rockdnle. Don't forget your
pnckagesl"
An unfortunate commuter who bun
died of at the same time told Philip
that the pretty little house he saw on
the hill was the Rockdnle Golf club, so
he made his way across the fields to
inspect IT, The fresh breeze famed
his check. the blue river looked cool
and refreshing in the distance, and he
hoped this was the place Sallie had re-
ferred to. II, with its natural charm,
II combined the advantage Of making
acqualntances desirable for a young
man eager 10 advance in the legal pro-
fesslon nothing was left to be wished
for He felt inclined TO join the COM
muter and ask a few more questions.
only could not, in decency. without Of
fering to carry some Of his bundles and
hated TO make iirst appearance In a
new place bearing bright blue box
OF Numbered shirts or alarge gilt bird
cage.
Ife Interviewed the club instructor,
who was leaning deiectedly against n
pillar OF the piazza After inquIring
the requisites for eligibility Phhlp said:
you give lessons, l supposeT
II can't collect anything. Amounts to
/ glvin' 'em. don't itY'
"How many membersT Philip asked.
Half an nlmshouse third Of an old
Indies homo, quarter Of a state hos
pital-thcrc's that many and that kind
OF folks"
I The man had been drinking, Philip
4 thought, as he strolled down the hill to-
ward boarding house not far away In
search Of luncheon.
Philip was seated at small table op-
poslte a grumpy old man dressed in a
dirty flannel shirt. Among the other
guests" was an elderly woman wear
ing a very short skirt and spectacles,
who hurried into the room followed by
q fat man. who was muttering impreca-
tions on things in general and golf in
particular.
Philips table companion chuckled
mnllciously.
Must be pleasant for a man and his
wife 70 occupy n ten by ten room all
summer and not be on spenking terms.
She won cup because her handicap
was bigger than his. aud he won't for
give her"
'The whole atmosphere appears SUI
phuric," Philip remarked
"Are you a golfer" asked the old
man.
Trying to be-" said Philip.
'MarrledT
"No."
ut Is a great game for the single
blessed. but every family should be
without It. There is no blood or mar
ital relationship that can mitigate its
concentrated bitterness. A woman
went away from here yesterday TO get
a divorce because her husband accused
her OF moving hcr ball. II Is an awful
temptation. We are all human"
After luncheon the old man asked
Philip 10 play around the course. Philip
borrowed some clubs OF the instructor
and they started on Tho old duffer.
as Philip mentally stlgmatized him,
sent his ball twenty-five yards. Philip
sent his seven times as many. then he
and the caddy-they had one between
them-ran ahead and waited.
The old man raised his bah and a
clol OF earth az the same time.
lies digein' for bait" said the cad
dy. grlnning.
The dufrer found his ball behind a
small mound Of sod. which he pounded
tint with a brassy. batted the ball to
the near side OF the bunker. then paus-
ed to consider.
STAMP on Il; mash iti'' cried Philip.
"Why let n barrier raised by man in
terfcre when you can smooth out ma
ture as you didT
Three times the duffer struck his
ball. and each time II leaped up In the
air and fell on the ground Just behind
him.
Il say, old man. so back TO the farm
and play tIddlywlnks." gasped Philip.
"But l don't nced any more practice.
I'm learning from observation"
He sent his ball. however. to the edge
OF the green.
The next time the buffers ball land
ed Just or the course In a rut Philip
lighted a cigarette, keeping one eye on
his opponent. and as he held the blaz-
Ing match before his face the old man
shufied his ball with his foot to an
easy lie.
Hold on therei What are you do
ing?" Philip cried.
Nothing-nothing. r.
you moved your ball. I saw you
Didn't your" 70 the caddy.
Amt he the Foxy GrandpaY' said
the boy.
: HE Is q dishonest. disgusting, dis.
reputable person. A man who would
do that would rob widows and or.
phans." And Philip marched or in a
rage. leaving the dufrer staring IN
nmazement after him.