Identifier: allroundsportwit00dyke (find matches)
Title: All round sport : with fish, fur, & feather ; adventures on the turf and the road, in the hunting and cricket fields, yachting courses, links, and curling ponds
Year: 1886 (1880s)
Authors: Dykes, T
Subjects: Horses Sports
Publisher: London : Fores, Piccadilly, W.
Contributing Library: Webster Family Library of Veterinary Medicine
Digitizing Sponsor: Tufts University

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king a second face, it rolled only a fewfeet forward on the sward. Youve got to play the odds, was the cautious remark ofthe old green-keeper as his opponent chose his driver again,returning it, however, to his caddie immediately afterwards, andasking for his long spoon, as the ball was lying low in ratherlongish grass, which would not allow of a fair lick at it with abold-faced club; and to the uninitiated we may explain that thespoon is so named because it is bevelled in the face so as to liftthe ball slightly up, as well as drive it forward. Stooping a littlewith his right shoulder, he drove his ball well away, and hadthe satisfaction of seeing it in the distance roll on to clearground. As Sandy had informed me, my ball, though well drivenforward, had been caught by the wind when in the hover andlifted in amongst whins, where we had a few minutes searchingfor it. At last we got it nestling like a wild duck &g^ amongstrushes on a rivers bank, and the old green-keeper had to make
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A Roimd of the Links at Golf. 267 use of his heavy iron to play the like. This he did with allthe cunning of an old hand, and I had the pleasure of seeing aclean shot left for me next time. The Colonel chose his cleek toplay the odds, and was soon well on the green. With the sameclub I laid my ball within ten feet of the hole with the likeagain, to the eminent satisfaction of Sandy, who was feeling forhis putter. His opponent played the odds again, but, whether from mis-calculations, nervousness, or over-anxiety, was rather strong,the ball stopping seven feet on the opposite side of the circlefrom the player. Sandy took a careful look at the green,removed some little bits of wood, waifs from the seashore,smoothed down the grass here and there, and carefully notedthe declivities, seemingly being determined in ending the holein our favour with a single putt. But it was not to be thattime all at once, for though the distance was well judged, aswas the level of the land, the ball rolled w

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