South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-05-10

seen this diamond in the rough. she
too would probably be attracted as
the others were. She had a latent
admiration for the cave man.
He drove a long, clear, straight
shot. Then came her turn with =
good brassy lie straight up the fair
way with no hazards. She was
good player and she was on her
mettle TO show him her best.
But she topped it! She Redeemed
with disgust, but made no excuse
She merely strobe on after the ball
few yards away.
IF he tells me what 10 do and
why l missed it, I'll hit him, I'm
sure / shall" she thought
But her partner said nothing. His
third shot put the ball close TO the
green.
She approached and overshot the
hole, the ball rolled over the green
into the long grass She knew she
had put too much arm motion into
the swing and waited for him to
show her the wrist movement she
should have used, but no such
thing He dug the ball out OF the
long grass put it close to the hole,
and she holed cut"
Six" called her partner.
Five called the others finishing
Never mind, the games young
and Wen beat YOU yet" laughed
Park Treburn. i've got a good
partner
You needn't lie to save my feel
ings." she said quietly.
The others having the honor had
gone ahead to drive first off the sec
ond tee.
Say. Betty, look here. what's the
matter with you? You've been
about as pleasant as a mustard plas-
ter all day"
She flushed agrily. "A mustard
plaster is right" she retorted. Il
get you perfectly But this one isn't
going to stick" and she turned to
go back.
He caught her arm. Look here.
we've got TO settle this thing for
good and all We can't play golf
with you nursing crouch. l
haven't done a thing and here you
are in towering rage. have no
idea what it is about, unless it's
because you always did hate me
like poison. Do you? If that's it
we'll go back and forget about it. +"
"It isn't that" she stopped con-
fusedly. Really she could hardly
have told what she was angry about
unless il was herself.
Let's sit down on this bench and
have il out Wen tell the others
to go ahead" he said
She complied reluctantly. After
all. he was arranging things 10 suit
himself and Il was she who obeyed.
What was the matter? Did she
have 70 bow forever to his willp Was
it so much stronger than hers?
"'You see, Betty, I've been think
ing about you a lot lately. and the
times come at last for us 10 straight
en- things out. You are a wonder
full girl, do you know it? never
knew you until you started to write.
Your real personality shows in your
stories. You have what is gener-
ally called unsupported depths"
You read my stuff"
"All Of it,"
And YOU really like it," She
was fast becoming Modified. To
praise her work was like praising
children TO their mother.
Yes"
/. I'm going 10 tell YOU something +"
she confided. 81 owe all my success
10 the editor Of a certain magazine.
He took an interest in me from the
first. and contrary TO custom helped
me. He seemed TO understand me
better than I did myself. knew what
I was trying 70 say and lifted me
over the rough places until I got a
footing. He's carried me right
along"
What he should have done. Your
stuff is worth"
But how few would do IL. Park.
Consider "a minute. You wouldn't.
You'd do like YOU did with my golf
shots You'd have thought. Well,
when she's as bad as that, there is
no use trying 10 help"
NO, / didn't help because YOU
didn't need il. You play all right.
Your stance was good. and your hold
was good. YOU lifted your shoulder
a bit that was all But the stories
were different you see. They were
GOOD. too. only YOU just needed a
suggestion here and there 10 set you
right"
Park Treburn, What do YOU
know about my stories
I'm the editor Of the Standard.
Betty
You"
Il have the honor"
She colored oh I've been
dreadful 10 YOU I've acted like a