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Show 13 Golf 3 Tho weather man, with the wind for a driver, a fow tons of sand for balls, and rain and sleet for hazards, has monopolized the links the greater part of this week. Few have ventured to pit their f skill against his. Yet golf is not a parlor game. Last Sunday, in the teeth of as fierce a gale as 1 has swept tho course this season, the old guard, jl minus one or two cripples, hut reinforced by sev- H , eral who had heard of the joys of an eight ball B m match, drove into the weather and matched their H n strength against the Wasatch storm. Often it was H H fifth down and a hundred yards to go. It was H n almost like shooting a soft-nosed bullet against a Q Harveyized plate. Yet, in spite of the weird slices, Hi the wonderful pulls, the fifty-yard approaches H! with a driver, the putts that skated across the Hj greens like a strenuous man on a banana peel, it Hi was pleasure without alloy. Not much golf, it is HI true. But there is something to the royal game I besides the satisfaction of beating a bogey score, $ or of winning three Haskells in an eighteen-hole m I t match. The man with the rod knows it, stumbling H1 U down a rock-broken stream, with the whirling Hj ' mountain waters and the bending forest trees Hi '! ft pouring into his ears tho symphony of the ages. ! The huntsman knows it, in the duck swamps or i h the wilderness, with the sky his roof and the dis- tance his stamping ground. It is this throwing off w of the burden of the office, getting away from the sound of a typewriter or telegraph instrument, out i ! of sight of law books, ore samples, draughtman's ij tools, and a plunge into the unconfined ozone of M ' 'i!j the hills, that brings expansion to cramped lungs, m ' jL strength to tired limbs, and puts a song in the m ' ! heart that only liealth can sing. "What if the pesky m j ball shoots sideways into the hereafter, or bobbles fl t j ' into the bunker. Slam at it again. You are get- m ting something that is worth much fine gold. B ' The finals for the Keith cup for class B women K i I players was won by Mrs. Robert Harkness from B m 1 Mrs. Steiner after a close and interesting match. K w That game wound up the trophy contests for the H m J season. But play will be plentiful over the links K w. I for at least six weeks. Indeed, there was a scram- m m i ble last New Year's day for the honor of being B m 1 the first to play over the course in the new year, B jd 1 and with but one or two exceptions, every Sunday B M L found two or three irrepressibles floundering B I "3 through the snow, playing at the game. I played B K , on snow shoes once. The snow was from fourteen B l inches to two feet leep. It wasn't golf, not by B m several miles, but it -was exercise in the open air, flfl B and after all, isn't that the secret of the popularity HI f I of golf? . I. GOLFSOME. |
