Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1907-01-31
GOLF and
GUILE
BY Margaret MusSey


exactly what pretty Salie norton had
told him Mt dance the night before.
she said there were several attractive
resorts along the river and one where
:; lot OF professional men and wome1
went every summer. Unfortunately
the twostep had struck up NJ that mo-
ment. and she had omitted to pention
its name.
Golf links hereT' Philip asked the
conductor as tie train slowed down at
a little station.
Yes. sir; finest in the country Rock
dale. Rockdale. Don't forget your
PACKAGES
An unfortunate comnuter VINO pun
died off at the same time told Philip
that the pretty little house he saw on
the hill was the Rockdale Golf club. so
he made his way across the fields to
inspect It, The fresh breeze famed
his cheek, the blue river looked cool
and refreshing in the distance. and he
hoped this was the place Sallie had re-
ferred to. If. with its natural charm,
it combined the advantage OF making
acquaintances desirable for Young
man eager to advance in the legal pro
fesson nothing was left 10 he wished
for. He felt inclined to join the com
muter and ask few more questions,
only could not in decency, without Of
fering to carry some Of his bundles and
hated to make a first appearance IN
new place bearing 4 bright blue box
OF Numbered shirts or a large gilt bird
cage.
He interviewed the club instructor,
who was leaning dejectcdly against a
pillar of the piazza After tnquirnS
the requisites for eligibility Philip said
You give lessons, suppose
Il can't collect anything, Amounts to
givin' 'cm. don't it,"
How many members| Philip asked.
Half an almshouse third of an old
ladies' home. quarcr Of state hos
pital--there's that many and that Kind
of folks"
The man had boon drinking, Philip
thought. as he strollad down the hill to-
ward boarding house not far away in
search of luncheon.
Philip was seated at small table op-
poslte grumpy old man dressed in a
dirty flannel shirt. Among the other
guests was an elderly woman wear
ing very short skirt and spcctacles
who hurried into the room followed by
a fat man, who was muttering impreca-
tons on things in general and golf in
particular,
Philips table companion chucklcd
mallclously.
Must be pleasant for a man and his
wife to occupy ten by ten room all
summer and not be on speaking terms.
She won cup because her handicap
was bigger than his. and he won't for
give her"
''rhe whole atmosphere appears sui
phuric." Philip remarked.
Are you a golfer?" asked the old
man.
Trying to be-" said Philip.
"Married?"
mo"
at 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
divorce because her husband accused
her of moving her ball 1t is an awful
temptation We are all human
After luncheon the old man asked
Philip to play around the course. Philip
borrowed some clubs of the instructor
and they started off. The old duffer
rs Philip mentally stigmati2ed him,
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 ball and a
clod OF earth at Tie same time.
Hes diggin' for bait" said the cad.
dy, grinning.
The duffer found his ball behind
small mound of sod which lie pounded
fat with brassy, batted the bali TO
the near side of the bunker. then paus-
ed TO consider.
STAMP on it; mash itr' cried Philip.
why let a barrier raised 10y man in
terfere when you can smooth out ma
t,re as YOU didT'
Three times the duifer struck his
ball and each time it leaped up IN the
air and fell on the ground just behind
him
IL say, old man, go back to the farm
and play tiddlywnks," gasped Philip.
But | don't need 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
cd Just OF the course in a rut Philip
lighted a cigarette, keeping one eve on
his opponent and rs he held the blaz-
ing match before his face the old man
shuilled his ball with his foot TO an
easy lie.
Hold on there, what are you do.
iuc?" Philip cried.
Nothing nothing. T.
You moved your ball. | saw You.
Didn't you?' to the caddy.
Amt he the Foxy Grandpaf" snid
the boy
.'He lie n dishonest disgusting dis