Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-08-08
SYNDICATE GOLF
Doog McDoonald And Shirt Schosser InvcLge Impecunfous Newsnaner
Man to Game; Twas a Great Day, Especially in ocabmiaTtee

course that ~beclouded afternoon. BY
the way. 1t was a very beclouded day,
u twas very much nor so. after
Shirt missed his. first putt. Doc
and Charley" helped a little with
their vocabulary, but they're not used
to talking to mules. etc, on a farm,
and they haven't got it down to a fine
art. If they'd forked over for very
many more syndicates that afternoon
though. they would have been tearing
it off in great style.
/. Wei, by and by, we all got our
balls in h first hole, though it still
is a marvel to me how Shirt ever sunk
his. He was putting all over the corn
Held. Finally. he had to borrow my
dead-stop tractor and haul it in. Nc
n thought anything about the syn.
dictate, because they'd been damnine
their game too much. But when we
all got to the second tee, Charley saws
nonchalant like: by George. Der
wins that syndicate with a handicap
just as it'll didn't do it. with cfeve,
playing. But that makes no differ.
ence; a ~syndicate's a syndicate, hand.
leap or no handicap, and the other
four birds were duly registered foi
two-bits each.
Everybody drove like a lumbago.
infested superannuated old maid or
the next tee-that is, everybody ex.
cept this Scotchman Mcdonald. HI
put a home run ticket on his little
I apple and got it down the course 'tc
a point whence he could reach ovel
the bunker and drop it in. My onior
turned a couple of somersaults and
then. settled down in the hay, abou,
fifty yards out. I caught hold Of II
with a midiron and a pull, and plant.
ed 1t at the foot of a bush in thu
woods farther down the course.
Nive us that mighty mashie, Soc.
rates" shouted we, and the learned
caddy did. Nov, then, you just graf
onto that branch and hold it back
the while I poster this little pill
Back went the mashie and came the
follow through. The ball grunted 9
little. and then sailed out of the wood.
within striking distance Of the green
But we didn't strike the green on the
next shot: not by three or four shots
we didn't. The ball sank out Of sigh,
in the bunker once. and had to be
dug out with a niblick. But eventual.
ly, we got there. But that Scotch.
man was there first and his ball was
in the hole first, and he grabbed of
the second syndicate.
This Shirt bird started a little vau.
deville on the next tee, and no one
could drive. He got me into trouble
on the take-of and / saw nothing but
trouble till the ball was sunk. ]
plowed a 'furrow down the rough sc
deep that the gophers have been us.
ing 1t for a runaway ever since. II
will take eight loads Of sand to fill i,
up.
This Scotchman was broke or tight
or something, for he started shooting
brides, and before the game was very
old had grabbed off two more syndi.
Gates. Somewhere around the course,
probably at the 10th hole, we grabbed
off another. Charley was getting
respondent, for he kept Furnishing his
little pellet. but it wouldn't creep into
never won a syndicate. Doc" man
aged to grab one Just before the sun
vested and just about the time he'd
made up his mind to pawn some OF
his leaf gold so he could buy q meal
ticket. "'Shirt" was desperate till he
grabbed off a four on No. 4. He
earned his syndicate on that hole. =
at the last tee. Charley" was the
only one who hadn't won a syndicate
but he wasn't discouraged.
After we watched our ball sal
through the air for about $50 yards
we eot very, very bold.
We'll, well. what do you think o
that, boys?" we dueried. Tell 70,
what shirt: III just De you the feet
at Mrs. Dacotah's hotel that I bea
| you on this hole"
your on" said Shirt, and the dea
was consummated.
Take a ride. Jenny, take q ride,
said we az we politely addressed tn,
ball with a brassie. Take a ride Il,
down the course, else harsh thing
will be said"
There was a dramatic pause. tn
while. the club went back an,
through. But something happened
The ball didn't go very far. ether,
goes my old dinner" vas all that
could say.
Shirt tied into his for about 20,
wards. cad. I'm hungrier now thar
I was" he said.
AS the adventurous five drew nea
the club house, Charley spotted hi
family waiting for him.
Say, boys. there's my wife: II
simply have to win this hole. Shirt
whatM you take to let me beat you.
Nothing doing. Kid. nothing do
"Ah. shirt, see those poor little kid
dies UP these. They need shoes. toe
And besides I'm afraid OF my wife,"
But Shirt was, adAInant; he had
dinner In sight and he didn't want 4
| miss It He didn't: It cost $2.66.
Presently. the game was over. owe
| IN all ifa ihnonn}nv ana had shnt1