The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-07-29
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"Yes." replied Ricordo. 1 will go round by myself after you are gone. | arranged to meet a gentleman here ust after nine; but have received vord to say he can't come"
 "Have you played much?" asked yprague.
 Ricordo looked at him. his eyes ialf closed; nevertheless, there was wident interest in his gaze.
 we in the East do not play the mme. But when I came to Eng and-what would you?-what oth- ITS did, I did. That is the English Ashion, eh ?'' and he laughed quietly.
 Have you . handicap?" asked gprague.
 "A what?"
 CA handicap. That means-wen. a is a number of strokes allowed to player"
 "A handicap. An. yes. am handi- sappea; but not in that way. signore. [ ann afraid do not play well enough even to have a handicap" wont you join us?" asked Pur- sis. we can easily make Q three some."
 The stranger darted look, not at Pnrvis. but at Sprague, and he saw that he did not take the proposition kindly. Both Purvis and Sprague were good players. and especially the latter did not wish the game spoiled.
 '1 cannot refuse such a kind in vitation," said Signor Ricordo. "But [ will not interfere with your play. Let the match be between you two. while I will struggle on as best I may. If-if do not prove such e. a-what do you call it?-duffer. as I fear, then I might sometimes enter Into competition: but that, I imagine, will not be. Still, cannot refuse such courtesy"
 . He looked a striking figure as he stood by them. His clothes, although not very different sfrom those worn by the others, were somewhat foreign in style: while his fez, surmounting his dark, Oriental-looking face, would single him out anywhere as an East ern.
 Twill you proceed, gentlemen?" he continued; ''as for me. will bring up the rear. If find am spelling your game, will drop out" xr,, honor, and the former. having won it, drove first. His ball flew straight as an arrow towards. the distant flag. Eprague followed next, and sent his ball within dozen yards of the one which Purvis had driven.
 "Ah," said Signor Ricordo. 'T feel humbled before I begin. I see shall not long deserve your society"
 He struck his ball, and fozzled it badly. It went away among the heather, where some two or three minutes were spent in finding it. sprague and lPurvis halved the hole, while Ricordo was several strokes down.
 we shall have to get rid of the fellow said sprague. "You see he's only a beginner"
 Let us be civil" said Purvis. 'we are staying at the same place, and he promises to be interesting"
 The next hole Ricordo fared lit- tie better. but only a little. Sprague began to think of some hint he could give him that would cause him to leave them.
 'I will play one or two holes more with you, Mr.-Mr.-ah, I am afraid 2 I did not catch your name"
 ''Sprague is my name"
 ssSprague, Sprague-thank you: yes. will remember. My name is Ricordo-that means remember, and I will remember, yes.''
 And mine is Purvis."
 Thank you. Yes, will remem- bers I will play one or two holes more with you, and then, if I con- finue to be such a-duffer-yes, that is the word.-then I will go away and challenge you for tomorrow"
 ~Go1f is a difficult game" said Sprague; lone dees not pick it up in q day."
 "Ah, you do not think I will be a match for you tomorrow"
 ''why. do your" and sprague laugh ed lightly.
 eff not tomorrow, then the next day. I never rest until I am match for my-what do you call it. enemy?"
 Not quite so bad as that-oppon- ent," said Purvis.
 Opponent. yes, that is the word I learnt English when I was a boy, but I have had such little practice at it lately. and so--but.there, I will remember. Whenever I play a game and is not life game ?-I am oft en beaten at first. But then I re- member that there is always a to- morrow, and so go on.''
 Until you are a match for your opponent?"
 Until I have beaten him." said Ricordo.
 Sprague laughed. "A lot of tomor- rows are required in golf, lMr. Ricor. | n