Life — June 20, 1912 — page 38: what you’re looking at

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“Yes,” he replied. “Its purpose is to shield people who wish to be alone from observation.” “Oh!” said she. “Then what is a hazard?” “Well,” he replied, “ this is sometinn called a hazard, too, because there i chance that some one may come after all.” “Oh!” said she. “Then over th wall behind that big rock is one of Lest bunkers on the links, isn't it “Te is, indeed,” he replied.“ You pick up the game very rapidly. Come over there and I will explain it further to you.” “You are so good,” she said, as he lifted her over the wall. “Not at all,” he replied, politely. Some time afterward the sensible friend, who was engaged in wallowing through some underbrush and_falliag into a pond in search of her ball, passed by them on the return course and, seeing them seated against the wall, noted their somewhat unoriginal attitudes. She was surprised. This teaches us that you need not teach an old dog new tricks. -—Reprinted by permission from “ Fables of the Fair,” by Josephine Dodge Daskam. Copyright, 1910, by Charles Scribner's Sons. All rights secured The Woman Who Was Not Athletic There was once a woman who wore high-heeled shoes and a tight corset Both of these are highly injurious and inartistic to the last degree. One day she went to the links with a sensible friend who wore a sweater and man-fashioned shoes. There they met two men playing golf. “T fear I shall only be in your way,” said the woman who was not athletic. “Tcannot play the game. I do not know a caddy from a bunker, nor a foursome from a tee.” “Not at all. I will describe the game to you,” said the men. “Oh, thank you, but one will be quite enough,” she replied, and she selected the best-looking, and the other went out after the sensible friend. “May I carry your parasol?” said he when they had started. “Tf you will be so good,” she an- swered. “It's very foolish, I know, but my skin is so absurdly thin, and the sun Dlisters it so.” The sensible friend came up just be- , mopping her face, she said “You are too ridiculous. A_rose-col- ored parasol on the links! You are keeping him from playing, too. He will get out of practise “Oh, I hope not,” said the woman who was not athletic. “Do not be alarmed,” said the man, “Tt is all right.” “Moreover, [ saw him help you over a fence,” said the sensible friend, as she waded through a muddy brook. “That game is out of date.” The woman who was not athletic looked pensively and for some time at the man. “Tam spoiling everythi he said, softly. “Let me go home, and then you can play.” “But then you could not learn the game,” said he, sitting down under a kind of artificial watershed and watch- ing the rose-colored reflection of her parasol. “Is this a bunker?” she asked. This Week’s Colored Cartoon This week's double-page cartoon, mounted on board, ready to frame, will be sent carriage pre- paid to any address on receipt of fifty cents. The print will carry no type other than the title and will be free from the crease cai jf by folding. Remit to LIFE PuB- LISHING COMPANY, 17 West Thirty-first St., New York City. sa Sa Ses Sa SS Lh RL Se ty HUNTER BALTIMORE RYE RIPE RICH MELLOW Sold at all Arst-class cafes and by Jobers. WM. LANAHAN & SON, Baltimore, Md. PROMS comicbooks.com hon Inst is I y ser\ cast cacl they