Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1912-01-11
| GOLF and GUILE
Or Holding a Tongue and
Winning a Wife.
BY MARGARET MUZZEY.

Philip Prentiss was looking for a
place where he could spend his two
weeks vacation playing golf. As he
stepped on the train he tried to recall
exactly what pretty Sallie Norton had
told him at 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. and she had omitted to mention
its name.
Golf links here?" Philip asked the
conductor as the train slowed down at
little station.
"Yes, sir; finest in the country. Rock
dale. Rockdale! Don't forget your
packages"
An unfortunate commuter who bun
died off at the same time told Philip
that the pretty little house he saw on
the hill was the Rockdae Golf club so
he made his way across the fields to
inspect 1t. 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 it's natural charm.
it combined the advantage Of making
acquaintance desirable for young
man eager to advance in the legal pro
fession nothing was left to be 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 first appearance in
new place bearing bright blue box
of Numbered shirts or a large gilt bird
cage.
He interviewed the club instructor.
who was leaning dejectedly against
pillar of the piazza. After inquiring
the requisites for eligibility Philip said
you give lessons. SUPPOSE"
81 can't collect anything. Amounts
to givin' 'em, don't it?"
How many members?" Philip ask
ed.
Half an almshouse, third of an
old ladies' home. a quarter of a state
hospi'al--there's that many and thai
kind of folks"
The man had been drinking. Phil,
thought. as he strolled down the hill
toward boarding house not far away
in search OF luncheon.
Philip was seated ut small table
opposite grumpy old man dressed IL
dirty flannel shirt. Among the other
guests was an elderly woman wear
ing very short skirt and spectacles
who hurried into the room followed by
a fat man, who was muttering impre
cations on things in general and golf
in particular.
Philips table companion chuckled
maliciously
"Must be pleasant for man and his
wife to occupy 10 by 10 room all
summer and not be on speaking terms
She won cup because her handicap
was bigger than his. and he won't
forgive her."
1.-THE whole atmosphere appears sui
phuric." remarked Philip.
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 1t. 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 her ball. 1t is an awfu!
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.
as Philip mentally stigmatized 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 ball and
clod of earth at the same time.
Hes diggin for bait" said the cad
dy, grinning.
The duffer found his ball behind a
small mound of sod. which he pounded
fiat with brassy, batted the ball to
the near side of the bunker, then paus
ed to consider.
STAMP on 1t; mash it'v cried Philip
"Why let barrier raised by man in
terfere when you can smooth out ma
ture as you didY'
Three times the duffer struck his
ball, and each time 1t leaped up in the
air and fell on the ground just behind
him.
II say, old man, 60 back to the farm
and play tiddlywinks," 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
ed Just OF the course in a rut. Philip
lighted cigarette. keeping one eye on
his opponent. and a. be held the blaz-
ing match before his face the old man
shufiled his ball with his foot to an
easy lie
Hold on therei What are you do.
ing7" Philip cried.
"Nothing-nothing. r.
WY0u movod v0nr hail. Aaw Won,