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Show I h WEE EE SAYS ) Tne batlcr swung a wicked club 'rfL'i-Xi And ma-dQ a wicked hit rSXyNs Doc Johnston smiled a wicked smllel J And nailed it with his mitt How to make golf honest. That's the question. Here's one way: Place a counting device on every golf club. Each time a player swings a bell rings and the stroke is registered regis-tered on a dial. This will eliminate all so-called practice strokes. You know the kind. Where tho player swings, misses tha ball, and then looks around Innocentlike. Innocent-like. To shifts his feet and cuts off a dandelion head with another swing as much as to say: "Well' I've tried a couple of practice strokes; here goes the real thing." Then he advances a step and hits the pill. Also tho uncounted strokes that are taken behind tho foliage" in tho rough. The little register would take caro of these. 1 What wondrous days Aro May's! ' What blossoms hers I - - ' Tho soft breeze stirs ' The budding vine; The sun Is fine, " v What joy there be In May maybe! In one big league baseball park it is declared that women patrons sometimes some-times are forced to leave a certain section of the grandstand soon after the game is begun because of the profanity pro-fanity of the men who sit nearby. It is declared that th,ese men aro of the non-working variety the men who attend at-tend all the ball games and bot on the game, tho score, the plays, etc. And when they lose they curs at the players play-ers and the plays in such tones and using such language that the women have to leave. That's tough on the gamo and the sooner such conditions are removed the better. . A cold and dreary drizzle fell As the golfer hit the hay; He hadn't been a golfin' yet, And 'twas the latter part of May; The night was one of troubled dreams, He lived through storm and flood, The links a sunken garden And the tee a sea of mud As Big Ben crowed the break of day Although 'twas haraiy light The golfer shrieked a shriek of joy For the sky had cleared o'er night |