The Washington herald., 1922-06-17
continned from Yesterday.

a marvellous shotr' 1 cried gem
uinely stirred.
Too much to the right" said
Vincent Jopp, frowning.
He went from triumph to tri-
umph. He won the monthly medal
in May, June, July. August and
September. Towards the end of
Nav he was heard to complain that
Missahicky Glen was not sporting
course. The greens committee sat
up night after night trying to ad-
lust his handicap so as to give
other members an outside chance
against him. The golf experts OF
the daily papers wrote columns
about his play. And il was pretty
generally considered throughout the
country that II would be a pure
formality for any one else to en-
ter against him in the amateur
championship. an opinion which was
borne out when he got through into
the final without losing hole. A
safe man to have betted on, you
would have said. But mark the
sequel.
The amateur championship was
held that year at Detroit. / had
acCompa panied my employer there; for
though engaged on this nerve wear
ing contest; he refused to allow
his business to be interfered with.
As he had indicated in his sched-
ule. he was busy at the time cor
nering wheat; and it was my task
N combine the duties of carry and
secretary. Each day is accompanied
him round the links with my note
book and his bag of clubs, and the
progress Of his various matches
were somewhat complicated by the
arrival of a stream of telegraph
boys bearing important messages.
He would read these between the
strokes and dictate replies to me.
never. however. taking more than
five minutes allowed by the rules
for an interval between strokes.
am inclined to think that it was
this that put the finishing touch on
his opponents discontinue. 1t Is
not soothing for a nervous man to
have the game hung up on the
green while his adversary dictates
to his caddy a letter beginning.
Yours of the 1th inst. received and
contents noted In reply would
state" This sort of thing puts
a man off his game.
was resting in the lobby Of
the hotel after a strenuous days
work when l found that was be-
ing PACED. I answered the sum-
mons. and was informed that a
lady wished to see me. Her card
bore the name Of Miss Amelia Mer-
.ridew" Amelia. The name seemed
familiar. Then remembered.
Amelia was the name of the girl
Vincent Jorp intended to marry. the
fourth of the long line of Mrs. Jopps.
] hurried to present myself, and I
found a tall. slim girl. who was
plainly laborinE under a consider
aSIz agitation.
Miss Merridew?" I said.
Yes" she murmured. My name
will be strange to you"
a 1 right 1 queried. "in sup
posing that you are the lady to
whom Mr.. Jopp-"
Il am, ami" she replied. And,
o. what shall 1 do?"
Kindly give me particulars" l
said. taking out my pad from force
Of habit.
She hesitated a moment, as il
afraid to speak.
You are caddying for Mr.. Jopp
in the final tomorrow"
81 am"
Then, could you-would you
wind-wOuld it he giving you too
rruch trouble if asked you to
s1out Boo" at him when he is max
i0r his stroke, if he looks like win
ring?"
was perpleXed.
Il don't understand"
Il see that I must tell you all I
am sure you will treat what I say
as absolutely confidential"
Certainly"
Il an Professionally engaged to
Mr. Jopp."
Professionally?
She gulped-
Let me tell you my story. Mr.
J0pp asked me to marry him. and l
would rather do anything on earth
than marry him. But how could I
say No" with those awful eyes OF
his boring me through? knew that
II I said No" he would argue me
ont OF it in two minutes. I had an
idea. l gathered that he had never
played golf. so I told him that I
would marry him if he won the