Judge, 1923-04-28 · page 8 of 36
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# "Told at the 19th Hole" - Content Explanation This is a humorous piece by Walter Trumbull about golf club social dynamics and etiquette. The page combines poetry and prose commentary on golfing behavior. **The main content:** The poem humorously parallels Adam and Eve's temptation in Eden with golfers being distracted during play—the "Serpent" representing distracting voices (wives, cousins, bystanders) offering unsolicited swing advice, just as they tempt modern golfers. **The cartoon** (drawn by René Clarke) depicts a man trying to teach his young son golf while the boy's mother and a female cousin watch. The accompanying text explains the social awkwardness: the man has paid for a summer family membership, giving them legitimate course access, but the wife and cousin are novices and disrupt other players' games. **The satire targets** the tension between inclusive club membership policies and traditional golf etiquette—specifically how amateur family members, particularly women, were viewed as intrusive outsiders on the golf course during this era. The closing note about "MacNigle" appears to introduce a character series about club members.
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oLFING in the Garden, Adam used to claim That it was the Serpent Put him off his game. “Look how fair is Eden!” Low it used to call. “Why waste time in keeping Eyes upon the ball? don the fairway, As he went to hit, ¥ Drop your shoulder; a little bit.” When he boasted, “Watch me Lay this mashie dead.’ Quick the Serpent whispered, ‘Adam, raise your head. Hissed, as he stood tensely Trying for the cup, “Jab it very softly, So it won't get up.” And the sons of Adam, In this latter day, Listen to the Serpent In the same old way. + * & man doing on the golf What is the course? Playing charades? No, he is playing golf with his wife and her cousin aio wished to sce if she could hit the little ball with the funny sticks and is succeeding indifferently. Who is the half portion? That is the man’s little teaching him the ancient present for his seventh birth Will they let us through? Don’t be foolish. This is a summer son. He is game as a course and the man has taken a summer family membership. He has paid his money and has as much right on the a bunker, the only difference being that you must not pl into him. Have you yelled, Yes, we have yelled and “Fi THE the love of Mike!” ‘The cousin has given us a dirty look and the wife has insisted that the man shall complain to the president of the club of our rude manners. + + * The only trouble about rules is that they hamper your game so much. by Walter Trumbull ne ere tee 19th Up on the Seattle Golf Club links in January it is re- ported that players were practically un- disturbed by mos- quitoes. woman most. satisfied with her nds one golf costunx The score is she who s up, with six to play. You never know how much aman thinks of you until you try to borrow his pet club, Rese CLARKE Drawn b MEMBERS OF OUR CLUB. There’s MacNigle, a thrifty soul as became his Scotch origin, who, when offered by his Pro two 6