AMONG THE GOLFERS.DCCSome l^otes on The Game as They Play /., It in Alton and Orange City.▼ • • •• t » • ^ » * • ’ ’ , J , ' .pid you. ever play golf ? It’s a very thrilling game. ( We never exactly played it, but we used to-play “shinny” in the back alleys of our native village with a ,gang of .bare-legged boys and fgirls, a half dozen broom handles and a battered tin cau... We didn’t have any “candies” or ‘ ‘links” or “golf capes” and- We never got our pictures in the Sunday papers, but our game was intensely thrilling As many a fractured shin and gory nose bore witness.NoIC01daTh of in ine■ • • •teiquShinny is very similar to golf and if you ever played the one, you will imagine you can play the other right off. But when you get a club and ball and go out to the links feeling self-reliant and refusing all advice, you soon get the conceit taken out of you. v: Because, when ybu make your first pass at the 3 ball,' ybugenerally miss it and puncture a large jagged hole in the ethereal element and fall over the band stand. ^Mlt;anJ.T1dachagsttarecm * • If « • ” ’..••* *■«•lt; *• t * •But that isn’t what we started out td? say; Our original intention vas to tell you about some incidents which occurred on the local golf course Friday last. The Orange City golfers had blowed around that they, could beat the Altonites, at • golf most any da’y. So the Altonites assembled, on Friday last in force, to show the O.8ldimor86tothTC. golfers the way to make the course. First the handsome Vander Miede, with skim-milk* colored eye, reefed up the slack of his trousers, resolving to do or die. 1 He bit the, air a fearful jolt, which made the players; snort, and made .Attorney: Jacob, ‘ say , cuss-words and cavort; Then Samuel Lincoln tried his luck—(not one of oldteBtvaiocditr. ... • • i m‘ - 1 / ■Abe’s boys—although he plays as if he had mauled rails in Illinois) .This Mr. Lincoln squared himself, intent on something great, and knocked a chunk of Hawkeye land into anotherV!fctcdar-andwn.centTheownjriod1,000beenwereiing.state. And then the bankers hadVItheir inns and Short the fat man he— with grunt and groan-leaned down and putv his ball upon the tee. Then straight’ning up his manly form, he made a vicious pass, which left the earth and air and sky mashed to a shapeless mass. Then came the genial county clerk, Lord Melrose ispT18C(tciPhGdbnhis name, and buckled on his armor■ . ’ • .' •* » ...... •bright to win undying fame. They s^w a blue streak in the air—that’s what the boys all say—but where his ball lit no one knows, not even to this day. Then Slagle broke his shooting stick and Eldridge mowed some hay ^ and Lewis knocked a section from the ^ railroad’s right of way. And Van de j Steeg he fanned the air and Waldron hit the earth' and the audience exploded id a violent fit of mirth. We know a lot more verses, but we think j we’ve told enough, to prove that Or- q ange City didn’t run, her little bluff, q Oh yes, Mr. Gibbs and Mr. Folgerthatshiefricanwas)hia.*duels a*I the 10th-Jou-thelad..ntryncial lized s the rans-f(rr:and Mr. Countryman were ako mixeJfl8s• * . lt;• * • . 1 * • *up in the game, but the belt has runoff our rhyme wheel and we cau’t tell' r * *#* • * what they did. The score was ninety-aseven apiece all around. ^nn ri