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Updated: June 29, 2025
It never occurred to me that it was possible to get enjoyment out of a golf course by any method other than by playing over it, but I had keen pleasure all the afternoon in studying the men who frequent the Woodvale links. My refusal to play created a sensation, and I enjoyed that. It is amusing to study the way in which different players go about this game.
"Who told you that Miss Grace Harding is coming to Woodvale?" "Carter told me," replied Chilvers. "Carter knows them. The whole Harding family is coming, which includes Croesus, his wife, and their fair daughter, aged nineteen or thereabouts. Ah! why did I marry so soon?" Mrs. Chilvers was standing back of him and soundly boxed his ears.
The whole body of water issued straight from the valley in a solid wave and tore across the village of Woodvale and so on to the business part of Johnstown at the lower part of the triangle. Here a cluster of solid brick blocks, aided by the conformation of the land, evidently divided the stream.
Somebody ought to paint it. I understand it hasn't been painted for more than eight hundred years." His roar of laughter sounded like old Woodvale days. "What's your hurry?" he asked. "Tell you what let's do! I'll fit you out with a set of clubs and we'll play a few holes on the second course.
I dreamed last night that N.O. & G. stock went down and down until it was worth less than nothing, and that I had lost every dollar in the world and owed several millions. It was an awful dream. I was in jail for a time, and when they let me out I did not have the car fare to get back to Woodvale. I walked all the way, and was chased by dogs.
"They've nearly cleared the track between here and Woodvale, but the Lord only knows when a train can get through from Oak Cliff." "No train from Oak Cliff since the storm?" I asked. "Well, I should guess not!" he gruffly laughed. "Oak Cliff's wiped off the map." Miss Harding clutched my arm. There was startled agony in her eyes, her lips trembled but she bore the shock bravely.
If these thieves can get it they are welcome to it, but they will know that they have been in a fight. The transition from the healthy quiet of Woodvale to the feverish furore of Wall Street was startling.
The wires were working to Woodvale, communication having been made while we stood there, and the conductor was honoured that he had the privilege to hold the train while the famous Robert L. Harding sent a reassuring telegram to his wife. It was nearly two o'clock when we arrived in Woodvale. I asked Mr. Harding how near the tornado came to the Oak Cliff club house.
We were to start from Woodvale at half after one o'clock, so as to have plenty of time. That Fate, which is always prying into and disarranging the plans of us poor mortals, interfered with our arrangements an hour before the time fixed for our departure. The visitors who were to arrive in the evening came shortly after noon. It was exasperating.
I have a theory of the truth, but it is too foolish to put in writing. We made a speedy run to Woodvale after a most delightful afternoon. During the forenoon of the day following our visit to Oak Cliff Mr. Harding, Carter and I were sitting under the big elm tree near the first tee. We had our clubs with us, but the railroad magnate wished to finish his cigar before starting to play.
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