The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1909-07-29
A SIDE ISSUE.


One of the most precarious events of
a house party is the girlc one draws.
Naturally, one cannot always hold the
same hand The guests must be shut
fled orce day, at least
My first venture was girl in eXcep-
tionally short skirt and tanned features.
We took walk after luncheon.
''I'm going bit STALE" she said,
throwing herself on the grass
whats that ?" 1 said. startled by the
abruptness of her remark
'1'm bit stale,' she repeated. cts
fierce to get out of condition." she add
ed. Il need thirty-six holes day at
least and canter before grub in the
morning"
Pm nothing if not accommodating,
and it was my business to be in sym
pathy.
ooh, 1 see," l replied. 81 Judge that
you are fond of exercise"
cts necessity with me. I'm soggy
as dough- Why, do you know" she
went on, "my wind is all to the bad.
Sure thing. You couldn't help me out
on a set of singles, could your" she
asked.
y
| replied. lawfully sorry"
"Oh, that's all right. Much rather
you'd say that than to throw bluff. I
tried it yesterday with that young chap
who took me in to dinner last night.
Oh. me, oh, my! He was a rag doll, all
right. Say!"
She looked at me half doubtfully, as
if she was wondering whether it was
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"What do you think of this gang.
anyway"
~1"You mean" began, and then looked
around fearfully to see that no one was
listening. "the--er--guestsf''
"Yep"
realized that here was a chance to
snake good" as she herself might say,
so whispered dramatically:
"Bounders''
She smiled delightfully."- and nodded
her head expressively. I knew had
made ten strike. I patted myself
mentally on the back to think that my
visit to London had not been in vain. =
That's right" she exclaimed, 'pie
faces!"
l pressed my advantage
There isn't man in the whole
crowd" said, shat could make a FIVE
foot putt"
"No!"
"Did you see 'em on the polo ponies
yesterday"
did II"
wasn't it-porous ?"
This was term I invented on the
spur OF the moment, for advanced slang
She opened her eyes, and saw it told.
"Well, should say!" she replied en-
Enthusiastically. 81 don't believe there's
drop of sporting blood in any of 'em.
Oh, say! Wouldn't I like to run around
the track! You know we have fine
gym at college,"
She leaned toward me slightly.
WHATS your speciality? 7" she asked.
II wouldn't dare tell you," I said.
| was sparring for time I wondered
what it was myself. Somehow felt a
sense of shame creep over me at the
thought that might disappoint her.
"Oh, 60 on" she said. 81 have an
idea it is something sporty"
Why she thought so I couldn't sur
mise, for, in truth. I am a mild-man-
nered, Misunderstanding person. But her
confidence in me only stimulated me to
i
of one sleeve of the white sweater she
always carried with her.
"Shall tell your" whispered.
"Yep."
l drew her face to mine
Flying machines" I whispered. This
was the safest thing I could think Of
l mean, of course, for purposes of mar.
ration. For no one could contradict me-
| hurried on rapidly. fancying l detect ed
disappointment. "You see," went on,
81 played UP to all the sports. Now,
golf is a boys game, in my opinion. 1
used to go around in "a. That salts
fed me. Then took up tennis, put
ting the shot, throwing the discus,
wrestling, auto racing" II mentioned all
the sports I could think of), ''horserac-
ing, but flying machines beat 'em ell.
OF course I can't do anything else. A
tennis arm would ruin me. It takes all
the nerve man has. Now, the other
night | was zigzagging over Long
Island when one of the blades of the
aeroplane got tangled up with the steer
ing apparatus. The result was that ]
had to grab parachute in a hurry and
jump out. Landed in Jamaica. Did you
ever'-I looked at her calmly and dis
nterestedly-"land in Jamaica at mid
night from flying machine?"
She looked at me breathessly.
"Good gracious, moi" she exclaimed.
getting back unconsciously to the phrase
ology of thirteen. "Did-you-land
easy?"
ooh. yes" replied nonchalantly. 81
only broke couple of ribs--or was it
three? I believe. now that I recollect
that it was three"
"And did you get your machine back ?"
81 didn't bother with it. 1t was a
hoodoo anyway. But I went back home
and made anoth her.
"Do you make them yourselff"
"Sure thing. But"
l looked about me once more, then
gazed at her solemnly.
you'll say nothing about this, of
course"
eff you wish it. But why notf"
I smiled gTandly.
"You see,' I said, 81 ran down here
for a few days rest and quiet. What
Is