Evening star., 1933-11-19

driver at a dandelion that had bloomed,
heretofore unseen the smooth fair
way of the Greenfield Municipal Golf Club
Playing the municipal course instead of the
Greenfield Country Club was, In itself, gesture
of defiance vague thumbing OF the nose at
" Greenfield society. The country club course
far superior and Bill an expert and dis
corning gclfer. He had merely to glance at
place he wanted ball to go, whip club
around, and lD the ball was where he had
glanced.
A good course, naturally, added to the pleas
ure of this operation. But at this time of the
day the good course would be peopled with the
noisy Nef females the relatively ancient Van
Dyne women, vampish Betty Dorm with carmine
lips and finger nails, and the Riggs girls in
almost masculine attire.
One of these menaces would eventually be-
come his fancee if he stayed around Green
field, he was beginning to suspect. 'You want
to marry one of your kind, dear" his mother
had advised him kindly, but firmly, when ne
had come home from law school in June to
enter his fathers Office. Mother knows best"
she had added.
DILL waited beside his ball while a girl-a
- very wel1-eonstructed girl, he could tell
even from distace-fnished putting on No.
green. Then he stared for moment at the
huttering pennant that marked the third hole,
There was a satisfactory click and presently
the ball was rolling across the green.
When Bill caught up with his ball the girl
had Just finished driving toward No. 4. She was
a striking picture In tan and White-tan arms
and legs and face; white sports Dress socks and
shoes
Tossing short blond hair back from her face
she was intently watching her ball bounding
down the fairway. She started off after it
without even glancing at Bill, and that expert
young golfer missed putt that dub could
have sunk with croquet mallet
III was any else playing this course
I'd have some chance of meeting her." he
thought bitterly. "A Howard" he said aloud.
"can only know the best people"
yeah" said his caddy noncommittally He
had long ago learned that golfers did not ex-
pect to be understood
As Bill addressed the ball for another drive
he wished a little disloyally that his family
could be more like the Morrisons who could
ignore Greenfield society without losing caste
because they were reputed to have more
worldly goods than any other family in the
place And as he swung his driver he won
dered why the Neffs, the Van Dynes, the Dorns
or the Riggses couldn't have had daughter
like the girl down there on the fairway
AS has been pointed out before, Bill How
ards golf bali practically always went where
Bill looked. For some time he had been looking
at the close-cropped back of blond head. That
had been bad mistake.
Instead of sailing in a high arc far over
toward No. 4 green, the ball drove straight at
the head of the girl ON the fairway. She
dropped to the ground without cry.
As for Bill, terror first paralyzed his muscles,
: then spurred them to frenzied action. He raced
down the fairway.
The girl was very still Bill dropped to his
knees beside her, gathered her up In his arms
and, forgetting all rules OF first aid learned in
Boy Scout days, simply pleaded with her to
tell him thaS-she all right.
THE treatment seemed effective, for she
opened her eyes. Bill breathed great sigh
of relief. 1t seemed to him that he must have
been holding his breath ever since the monent
he had realized where his golf ball was fuing.
Are you hurt?' he asked. anxiously IL in