Judge, 1922-08-12 · page 12 of 36
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# "Told at the 19th Hole" This page collects golf anecdotes—humorous stories traditionally shared at the 19th hole (the clubhouse bar). The cartoon header shows five caricatured gentlemen in period dress, establishing the leisurely, genteel context. The jokes employ gentle humor: one involves a gentleman catching his own ball mid-bounce and being told to simply "tee it up...and put your hands in your pockets"; another mocks an inexperienced golfer ("dub") who tears up turf instead of hitting properly. The final anecdote is racially charged by modern standards: it depicts a violent scene where white men beat a Black man to "reduce his ego" after he's deemed "obnoxious" through his "forward ways." An older white man negotiates the violence's duration, treating the assault as a commercial transaction timed to a passing train. This reflects Judge magazine's era (early 20th century) when such content reflected and reinforced racist attitudes among its educated, affluent readership. The story frames racial violence as corrective discipline, presented as humor within an ostensibly genteel sporting context.
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Tse elderly gentlemen, neither of whom could be conside of cham- pionship caliber, and whose knowledge of the rules of the royal and ancient game vccurate than their tech- of the various shots, standing on the first tee at the Rock nd Arsenal course, Rock Island, Ill » first fairway is paralleled on the right by a row of magnificent oak trees. One of the gentlemen teed his ball, and taking a vicious swing sliced to such an extent that the ball struck one of the trees fairly, and bounding back across the so that the gentleman in question, without moving from his stance caught the ball in his hand as it) was bounding past. With a bewildered look on his face. turned to his opponent and ask “What shall [do now His opponent, without studied effort or inclination to. make a pun, seriously replied: “Tee it up. hit it again, and then put your hands in your pockets.” D. E. Sawyer, Siwanoy were no mor ldy started off The man’s drive A PLAYER and his 4 from the first tee. had hooked badly into the rough. ‘They hunted for the me time the man turned to the boy ly, did you mark my bai he SM mi by?" asked the man. the boy, it flew awa. Hay, Golf Instructor, Del Monte, WO strangers were introduced at the olf links and arranged to start out for me together, One was a dub player who kept digging up turf in true dub style. Finally, at about the 4th hole, the other more experienced player remarked to “Mr. Dub.” who was still digging up the sod: “TL si you revoked there “Re- roked!” exclaimed “the dub,” “What do you mean—reroked? Didn’t know you could apply that term to a golf shot.” “Sure.” s Mr. Experienced ( “You player le instead of a club Perer Hay, Golf Instructor, Del Monte, Cal. Told at the 19th Hole N a small South Carolina town a your Negro by his forward ways had’ ma himself very obnoxious to the white popu- lation, and also to some of the colored population as well. A few young men decided that they would bring tl dlored vouth to his senses. Accordingly they seized and carried him to the rear of a store, and with a buggy trace began to reduce his ego. After a considerable crowd had been attracted by the cries of the \ of the older citizens stepped up, and with watch in hand, said nbo, if Pl get these young men to quit will you that train that passes he utes?” Quickly came the reply: “Lord 0” merey, Mr. Lewis, if you'll se Young gemmens to let me up from dis place, I'll ketch dat train whut passed heah an hour agi ee N Trishman was approached one DM day by his landlord who reminded him that he was in arrears for his rent and requested him to pay up. ‘The Irish- man responded that he was out of work and could not pay at the time but would do so, some day, if the landlord would let him remain, But the landlord was. obdu exclaimed, “Well, then, [will give und get out.” atched his head for id: “All right. 1 t Patrick's three days to vacate The Irishman. ser a moment and then s will take day and th HE following sounds good to me at the 19th hole: An Irishman and were in the habit of playing a di with the invariable result of the Iris! finishing just one up. After one. such game the parson seemed very despondent “er him uy. the Trishman_ re- sr mind, old friend, when you read the burial service over me you will be upon me then.” But the parson “No, Pat, that will still be your Dave Tuowson (Pro.), Wash- ington Golf and Country Club, Rosslyn, Va. 10 perk wealthy Towa farmers visited Catalina Island recent heard so much about golf, a try at it, as the lit xl opportunity. After being « with clubs and balls, they started for the first tee, which was called striking off place. Gazing over the fairways, 0 remarked that it “took a lot of aer to play on I “the ditches were sure plentiful” (meaning traps and barrancas). The first hole was finally finished (the score doesn’t matter) and the next started. Balls were lost frequently, and much time spent locating them. Finally was driven out of bounds au busy king for it when a were aroused. A lady, who chanced also to be searching for a lost ball nearby, re- marked: “You gentlemen 1 to be out hunting, instead of playing they replied in chorus, “you right, lady been hunting ever sin we started this consarned gar lost balls.)—Joe Fisuen (Pro.), Catalina Country Club, Avalon, Cal. eee HE sign on the little weather. “Five miles to Hillsda 1. ask the blacksmith. After the tourists had f¢ : Jaugh-provoking sign board had jolted a mile or so further the silent, solemn faced man from Hee sty’s Navy broke upon the silence: it! Bah Jove! Rippin’, too! Suppose the beggar wasn’t in!” tt DENT of a small Kentucky munity approached the led er Who was, at the time, the town pump. » me for these eggs? cents,” replied the grocer. * exclaimed the resident, “Why if T had these eggs in Louisville Td get i -two cents for *em! * slowly replied — the “And it Thad this Iucket of Hell T'd get a thousand dollars f ocer,