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Updated: June 10, 2025
"I wish I were playing this for the first time," said Booverman, blackly. "I wish I could forget rid myself of memories. I have seen class A amateurs take twelve, and professionals eight. This is the end of all things, Picky, the saddest spot on earth. I won't waste time. Here goes." To Pickings's horror, the drive began slowly to slice out of bounds, toward the railroad tracks.
"Can't see a thing." Pickings, holding the flag in the cup, said savagely: "Shoot!" The ball advanced in a zigzag path, running from worm-cast to a worm-cast, wobbling and rocking, and at the last, as though preordained, fell plump into the cup! At the same moment, Pickings and Booverman, as though carried off by the same cannon-ball, flattened on the green.
Booverman ignored this set remark, laying his ball on the rack, where two predecessors were waiting, and settled beside Pickings at the foot of the elm which later, he knew, would rob him of a four on the home green. Wessels and Pollock, literary representatives, were preparing to drive.
No matter; I say again the fourth green is a thing of ravishing beauty." This second shot, low and long, rolled up in the same unvarying line. "On the green," said Pickings. "Short," said Booverman, who found, to his satisfaction, that he was right by a yard. "Take your time," said Pickings, biting his nails. "Rats! I'll play it for a five," said Booverman.
He never accomplished the course in less than eighty five and never exceeded ninety four, but, having aimed to set a correct example rather than to strive vulgarly for professional records, was always in a state of offensive optimism due to a complete sartorial satisfaction. Booverman, on the contrary, had been hailed in his first years as a coming champion.
For a day they passed as consummate comedians, and the more they yielded to their rage, the more consummate was their art declared. Then a change took place. From laughing the educated town of Stockbridge turned to resentment, then to irritation, and finally to suspicion. Booverman and Pickings began to lose caste, to be regarded as unbalanced, if not positively dangerous.
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