Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-08-28

deliver the attack it took the wind out
OF my sails by calmly putting tie feet
over tho wire and entering the ring.
The only thing for me TO do then was
TO jump out Fortunately, ! retained my
presence OF mind sufficiently to realize
that II ! made OF the bull would pur-
sue me and In all probability catch me.
started running round the outside OF
the wire, the bull following on the in
side. How many laps we covered I do
not know; I remember that was be-
ginning TO feel very tired and TO wonder
what the end would be. II I had stopped
still the bull would have been over in an
instant.
Relief came from an unexpected quar-
ter. From a road about 150 yards dis
tant came the sound OF muffln mans
hell The bull never could stand that
tinkle, and directly he heard It. he set
Off In the direction OF my providential
deliverer, who was In safety on the
far side Of hedge. That gave me my
chance of escape. and all that now re-
mains to be told is rather interesting
sequel to this incident
A little while later I was relaying n
teeing ground close to the fowl house
which constituted a conspicuous feature
of the course. Suddenly my attention
was attracted by the sight OF the white
bull chasing its owner He was run
ming panic-Btricken, and In HE wild flight
for position OF security he dashed into
the middle of a duck pond near the
fowl house, where he stood almost up 70
his neck in water. ! confess I was not
altogether sympathetic at that moment;
I had the callousness to shout:
"You shouldn't tease the animal; he'd
be all right II you'd leave him alone"
The farmers son, boy of about TO-
came to the rescue. He walked up to
tho edge of the pond where the bull was
siaring 1ercely at its owner, seized the
animal by the tail, and tried TO pull him
away The bull turned round several
times In its efforts to attack the youth
but he held on firmly. and at length the
animal set off at top speed for It's shed.
dragging the boy at its heels. few
minutes later II was safely inside, and
then the owner came up and killed II
by running a three-pronged pltchfork
into II. That was the end-an end which
somehow one could not help regretting-
of the prize bull that terrorized the golf
ers OF Bury, in Lancashire, 20 years ago.
Another curious adventure, in a small
way. happened when ] was playing one
day at Canton, in Yorkshire, whittier |
went as professional after leaving Bury.
MY opponent suddenly decided to climb
q high tree and try to capture a squirrel
IL was arranged that he should make the
ascent and drive the animal to the
ground where I should 10 in waiting
for 1t and catch It. He climbed to the
topmost branch, and did his part of the
work eXcellently failed in mine, for
the squirrel escaped, and so my friend
descended very disappointed.
When he reached the ground he dis
covered that his presentation gold watch
and chain were missing. After a long In
spection we espied them dangling from a
branch near the top of the tree, where
obviously they had become caught and
dragged from his pocket. So he made
fbA aspnOt a EppOnd titua-nn tbia Ocpa sion
to recover some OF his own property-and
then We resumed the match.
OF truly golhng misadventures, l have
had several. and at the risk of being voted
a downright bore on the subject Of Bury,
have to say that thcro It was that
suffered the mont poignant period Of in
capacity In all my experience of the
game. II happened many years after I
had given up the post OF professional to
the club. Fate had been kind to me
and had won several championships.
The committee asked me to play n
match there for old times sake and II
was arranged that l should meet my
brother Tom ] had been up to my eyes
in engagements and work, and did not
reach my hotel until about o'clock on
the morning of the contest, having travel
cd during the greater part OF the night.
We Impressed upon the hotel authorities
the necessity OF calling us at o'clock,
inasmuch as we were due to start at 10.
but they forgot the instruction and when
awoke ana looked at my watch it was
noon. Bnew that a great crowd OF peo-
pie would be waiting; we dashed into our
clothes, drove out TO the course and with
profuse apologies started the match.
About the first thing that ] did was TO
take is for a hole-far and away the
largest number OF strokes that ever a hole
has cost me- Perhaps I was Hurried; at
any rate, | got into n hedge and then
into a ditch and then back into hedge
and finally holed quite nice putt for 49,!
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