The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1912-10-04
.s;.E: CLUTCHES
OF GOLF FRENZY

There Is nothing else 80 sad" de
cIared the woman who had the floor,
"as to view a strong man in the
clutches of that perfidious disease, the
golf fever. He becomes as q small
boy who runs home joyously to relate
how he played keeps and won all the
marbles from the other small boys,
or else wants comfort because they
his marbles.
after a successful afternoon at hif
club Edward returns to his family
so excited that he doesn't know
whether the dish before him is picked
doormats or porterhouse steak. He
begins talking at once. while I sit
waiting for a break In his talk. sc
that l can ring for more butter or
ask for water, and while the children
hold on to their chairs by main force,
starving to death because he has for
gotten to them. and they know
papa must not be interrupted when
he Is talking.
"'Yes,' Edward says, 4 licked 'em
today! Never saw such a score
Business Of fishing score card from
pocket.) Why, the third and sixth
and seventh I made in two less than
bogey-think Of 1t, two less! And
the first and fourth and the next
three over the twelfth I did in DOGGY
and the others In Just one over-no,
by Jove, I did the nineteenth in less
than DOGGY, tool Z
why I murmur. That was a
score, certainly! VIII you pass
Hopkins plays a close game Ed.
ward proceeds cheerily. I had to
look sharp to win over him. I thought
I was lost when he did that 220-yard
drive at the third hole. and If I do
say it. I'm strong on driving!'
eyes. you are, dear I agree.
brightly. 'Will you please give Eddie
some Of the
"'The committee ought to have the
long grass on the tenth moved Ed.
ward breaks in, fiercely. It's a dis.
grace to the club! The caddies DELHI.
erately lose the balls in that grass.
I nearly reported my caddy today
paid no attention to the game at all.
I made a fine drive and he was look.
ing the other way! T.
"'Boo-ho-o-oo!' some one Of the chill.
dren walls when hunger grows unen.
durable. Then Edward peers about
him %unseeingly and wants to know
what on earth ails Eddie or Jane. I
suggest that IL they get a share Of the
dinner they may feel better.
Sometimes ! go out to the club to
join Edward for dinner. If you are
on the terrace when the golfers come
in, hot and grimy and %disheveled after
their round, you get 1t full force. You
see two men saving the air and shout
ing like a political convention and get.
ting purple in the face and acting as
though they were just waiting to be
dared to jump at each other and claw
and scratch. But all in the world that
ia happening is that one of them is ex.
planning why he lost a stroke at sew
enth hole and the other Is insisting
that he should by good rights have
lost two II he had scored correctly.
Or, maybe one of them is saying the
green at the eleventh hole slopes up
and the other Is declaring that 1t
slopes down.
II admire the reserve force in a
golfer. He will tramp five miles IN.
der a sun that would fry eggs. using
up good muscle swatting a ball
around. and arrive at the club looking
as though he was going to die of
apoplexy. If not just plain exhaustion.
As you wildly start to bring him first
aid to the injured another golfer In
like condition makes some remark to
which he objects and then they're of
at a mile a minute gait, arms whir.
ring like windmills. quarreling over
the best way to get q ball out Of the
gully behind the twelfth green.
THE winners are the worst. They
take q shower and put on their nifti.
est clothes and prance up and down
all that evening. explaining just how
bad the other fellows were. Colt
is the only game in which 1t is sports.
manlike to run down your opponent.
It is really expected Of you and II you
don't do 1t, you are instantly suspect.
ed of being no gentleman.
"Still, I approve Of golf clubs
they're such nice places to go for a
dinner on a hot night when your cook
has left!"-Chicago Daily News.