Evening star., 1934-07-29

Mr.. DowIey, as Edward approached him,
pulled out his watch and looked at It,
six minutes late" he said. too pleas
antly Edward fastened 10 explain.
Mighty sorry" he said but my au-my
Uncle Dudley from Cleveland came unex-
pectedly and sh--he drove over. Not such
sDappy driver. Mr. Dowley. OF I'd have been
here long ago. Come over and meet he-him
and wen yet started"
Mr. DOwley picked up his bag OF clubs
and followed Edward.
And my Uncle Dudley, from Cleveland.
Mr. Dowley' said Edward.
Didn't get the name" said Mr. Dowley.
"Mundy," said Aunt Emma Dudley
Mundy"
AR. DOwLEY stared at her with surprise.
IVA Il thought you we're dead" he said My
sister Sally said you we're dead-my sister
Sally Blame of Cleveland
"oh, herl" said Aunt Emma scornfully.
-Shes always sayin' things. don't look dead,
do I2 At that. I may be dead after today"
What do you mean by that?" asked Mr..
Dowley.
'I came here to DO the sixteenth hole, and
there's nc telln" Aunt Emma said.
That's what I'm here for" said Mr.. Dowley.
"My sister Sally talked so much about it.
Wed better get started" Edward said.
He took Aunt Emma and let the others follow.
Edward thought it best to say that he and
Uncle Dudley would play against Mr. Dowley
and MIR. Carver. They matched for the honor,
which Aunt Emma She climbed to the
tee and drove off nice enough ball straight
down the course, and Edward followed her,
putting his ball close to hers as he could.
He did not want to get far from Aunt Emma
Mr. Dowley drove nicely and Mr. Carver
followed him. and the four walked briskly down
the fairway. MIR. Carver away and used
his brassie and Mr.. Dowley examined his lie
and used midiron. Then he turned to Mr..
Carver
What do you know about this uncle Of
young WeStways?" he asked Carver.
II don't know anything about him. said Mr..
Carver with his usual gloom, and he asked.
-Why?"
Because he's dead" said Mr. Dowley
"Dudley Mundy is dead. and know he's dead.
He was a friend of my sister Sally, and she
says he's dead. And when she says is
dead he's dead. AMI III bet you another
thing"
ct don't bet" said Mr.. Carver.
TN bet you that man is a woman" said
Mr. Dowley.
Maybe So" said Mr. Carver sadly
Aunt Emma in the rough at the edge
of the fairway, and Edward was waiting for
her to play. Mr. Dowley walked up to him
This Uncle Dudley of yours" he asked;
~how long have you known him? How well?"
Il don't know him very WE'LL said Edward
nervously HE lives in Cleveland, and I
haven't seen him for years-not for years"
"As matter OF fact" said Mr.. Dowley,
fixing Edward with piercing eye, you never
did Dudley Mundy before, did you?"
Wei, no" said Edward miserab,y. mo,
/ never saw Dudley Mundy before"
Il thought not" said MIR. Dowley. because
Dudley Mundy was an invalid. and he never
left Cleveland, and he is dead. westway.
there is something queer here-nlighty queer!
That man is woman!"
You don't lit" exclaimed Edward
weakly.
You watch her." said Mr.. Dowley. Keep
your eye on her, 1 know what I'm talking
about Look here, Westway-have you got
any money she could be trying to get hold of?
is there any paper she wants you to sign?
Watch your step-there's something crooked
going on, Westway."
A UNIT EMMA was out of the rough now
separate and move on, and as he
could do so Edward neared Aunt Emma. He
went close to her.
BE careful" he whispered. Mr.. Dowley
thinks YOU a woman"
What of it?" asked Aunt Emma brazenly.
"He's not In this club, is he?"
Don't talk loud" said Edward. for Aunt
Emma had turned 10 glare at Mr.. Dowley.
Hes not in the club, but he thinks you're a
CroOk-sOme kind Of a crock. In disguise.
Play Aunt Emma; he's watching you"
Aunt Emma struck at her ball and topped it,
and it rolled a paltry 20 yards.
Now see what you did, gettin' me angry,
said Aunt Emma giving Edward the ugly look
this time. Get away from me! III attend to
your Mr. Dowley; you leave him to me"
oh please. Aunt Emma!" Edward begged.
Don't say anything. I'm trying to get job
from him"
Aunt Emma had reached her ball again,
SEa at I and