The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-04-22

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CUE ADAMS watched her hus-
- band stride jauntily down the
path between the two neat rows of
miniature box that had once so
filled her heart with pride.
Nothing filled her heart with
pride today, she reflected, with an
unhappy glance at the jonquils and
narcissus nodding so gaily in the
spring sunshine.
Not even the two yews, on either
side Of the gate, that had been the
latest addition to the garden. What
fun Bob and she had had last fall
putting them in!
Sudden tears dimmed Sues eyes
but she brushed them aside and
made a brave effort to answer
Bob's parting wave and cheerful,
Expect me when you see mel"
He swung his golf clubs into the
rumble seat, sprang to the wheel
and started the car without
backward glance.
Sue patted the ears OF the wire
haired terrier who rubbed against
her, then turned back to the front
door.
"What1l we do now, Skips?" she
asked forlornly. Take a walk?"
DISREGARDING Skips' enthusi-
~ astic welcome of this sugges-
ton, Sue bolted into the house and
threw herself headlong on the
divan.
A cold nose thrust into her hand
put a stop to the sobs that shook
her.
Never saw me do that before
did you, Skips? You're right; I'm
not the crying sort. This situation
needs brains, not tears!"
Sue forced herself to face the re-
atty she had been eyading. There
was no use going on any longer
hoping Bob would get over this sud-
den passion for golf. 1t held him
in the obsession of a witch's spell
Years ago Bob played, but he'd
given 1t up when they were mar
ried. Too expensive, for one thing.
and no time, for another, what with
working in the garden and all the
other sports they enjoyed together.
One or two attempts at teaching
Sue golf had convinced them that
she was hopeless.
Then, last winter, one of Bob's
friends had persuaded him to take
up indoor golf. That had been the
beginning of the end.
MYTH brooding look in her
w deep blue eyes. Sue rose at
last and crossed to her desk. Open
ing the top drawer. she pulled out a
bank book. and gazed with hyponotic
intensity at the neatly figured bal
ance.
Four hundred and seventy-six
dollarsl Shed almost reached the
f : hundred mark she had set her
sc goal before telling Bob
NO years of careful saving
! household money had gone
I'M accumulation of that sum.
T. " any times Sue had dreamed
of the moment when she would show
it to Bobl
Let's take cruise" she'd say.
Then, when Bob had said they
Couldn't afford it, she'd produce
that. Right there in her hand, she
was holding joyous second honey
moon
only, 1t isn't" sch slowly an
swered her thought aloud. 1T isn't
q second honeymoon
She glanced at her reflection IN
the mirror.
"Bob's worth all of $476!" She
nodded defiantely at that second
Sue. You're not going to be fool
enough to lose your husband to
game, are you?"
Monday morning found Sue in
curing for the golf professional at
the country club of a nearby town.
IT HAVE s476 and plenty OF time"
Il she explained to the stocky
little Scotchman. who looked with
quizzically appraising eyes at the
slender. resolute figure before him.
Can I learn to play decent game
of golf with that, before next Step
tember?"
Hoo about yoor patience?" he
inquired. 'Yu1l be needin' plenty of
thot as we'll"
IN have It'll" she promised. "Tn
do anything you sayl"
Many was the time in the next
five months that Sue had to re-
mind herself of that promise!
Day after day, week after week.
Sue practiced the swing to the
drone of his Easy, moo! Easy Golf
is lazy mons camel"
AT last it began to come auto
matically. With a minimum of eff
fort, the ball took amazing flights
that SURPRISED Sue as much as they
thrilled her. But not one word of
her daily pilgrimage d;a she let leak
out TO Bob or any Of their friends.
1t was two weeks before the Labor
Day tournament when Sue re-
marked casually at dinner. It have
a surprise for you. Bcbl I've been
taking some golf lesons!"
Golf lessons!" Bob exclaimed.
Good gosh, honey, you can't play
golfl That's a crazy waste of
money"
IT THOUGHT I might learn, Sue
Il said meekly. 1T would be fun
TO play together sometimes"
'Er--er-sure II would" Bob's
agreement was woefully lacking in
conviction. "But--but COLTS game
you have To have knack for. Take
tennis, now. You're good at that:
why not stick to it?"