Judge — January 7, 1922 — page 16: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

An Alphabetic Tragedy By F. Gregory Hartswick A is the Amateur, golfing with glee. B is the Bunker he reached from the tee; C is the Caddie, unmoved, solemn- faced, D is the Divot said caddie replaced; E is the Eye that he took from the ball, F is his Failure to hit it at all. G is the Green, close before him at last, H is the Hazard that has to be passed, I is the Iron with delicate blade, J is the Jump-shot that player es- sayed; K is the Kick that ran right to the trap, L is the Language that splattered the map; Mis the Mashie he wanted to use, N is the Niblick Fate forced him to choose. O is the Out, after swipe, sweat and swear; P is the Putter and also the Prayer; Q is the Qualm as he looks at the line, R is the Roll, of a fiendish design; S is the Silence, the Stance and the Sway, T is the Tap—and the ball’s on its way; U is the Urge of mind, body and soul, V is for Victory! Straight for the hole! W's the Wormcast that lurked out of sight... . X stands for things far too frightful to write; Y is the Yew-tree that mourns o’er his tomb; Z is for Zion—we hope he found room. Elizabeth By Irving Keats HE is short and slim. Ringlets of her oxidized auburn hair are arranged with carelessness, and yet MOUNT SHASTA Some Snapshots as Smith While Touring with most painful exactness, so that they partly hide the eyes. When she gazes at you, you are reminded of the look which the cat on the back fence gave you as you sauntered down to- wards her with your assumed non- chalant air and a brick in your hand. Her conversation is guarded, dis- creet and shallow. And yet she some- if ae \ A how gives you the impression of being well informed. She will recite to you a catalogue of great men and books. Her criticism is never destructive; negative opinions require justification. She, therefore, finds it easier to epito- mize a man’s character or work into a noncompromising, meaningless, and yet satisfactory sounding hyperbole. From the daily press it appears that our President is an enthusiastic golfer, al though his scores are not for the public. Here is a pictorial suggestion that will enable him to spend more time on the game and yet meet the necessities of public life. Br His niblick could frequently be used to good purpose on some public officials we have in mind.