A TALL GOLFING STORY.

Rangitikei Advocate and Manawatu Argus, Volume XXXII, Issue 8809, 10 May 1907, Page 4

A TALL GOLFING STORY.

Davie Grant, of North Berwick, was an extraordinary man in some wavs (says the author-of “Groat Golfers in the Making”). A certain one of his pupils, General 8., once promised him that lie would give him a sovereign when he could teach him to drive over the wall at the old sixth. - Davie determined that ho would have that sovereign. He was something of a hall maker, and accordingly lie made a couple of halls of very inferior material. Then one morning when lie had heeu engaged to give the general a lesson he went out early and placed a couple of his pupil’s halls on the far side of the wall. In due course the lesson was given, and after about ton minutes of driving from the sixth tee Davie teed one of his specials for the General to bang at. The General was very short-sighted, and quite unable to follow the flight ofJiis hall after it had been struck by ids club. As Davie had reckoned, when he came to drive the hall of his special manufacture it flew into a thousand pieces, whereupon Davie threw up his hands in groat joy, exclaiming, “You’ve done it at last, sir I There she goes over the wall!_’ ’ * ‘ Have another go while you are in form,” added Davie, and the General was nothing loth to show that what he had done once he could do again. He smote at the second of Grant’s specials, with the same result as before, and Davie shouted out, “Ower again, sir; ower again! Thar’s dreeviug for ye !” To satisfy himself that . everything was all right, the General thereupon walked to the wall, and there, sure enough, on the other side of it wore his two halls! Thou hack to the club house to relate the story of his wonderful driving, and on the way Davie was handed the promised sovereign by iiis patron, with many congratulatory remarks on the excellence of his tuition. 1 ‘ It was lucky for mo, sir, ’ ’ said Davie, “for to-morrow is rout day.” Thereupon the General became more generously disposed than ever, and before the journey hack was ended Davie had. a .second yellow hoy in his pocket—one for each ball that the General drove over the wall.