A Golfing Idyll; Or, The Skipper's Round with the Deil On the Links of St. Andrews — John Shaqi
A Golfing Idyll; Or, The Skipper's Round with the Deil On the Links of St. AndrewsFlint, Violet
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A Golfing Idyll; Or, The Skipper's Round with the Deil On the Links of St. Andrews
Flint, Violet
Golf -- Poetry
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A GOLFING IDYLL
[Illustration]
A Golfing Idyll
OR
The Skipper's Round with the Deil
On the Links of St Andrews
Third Edition
W.C. HENDERSON & SON, ST ANDREWS
GEO. STEWART & CO., EDINBURGH AND LONDON
SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, KENT & CO. LD., LONDON
MDCCCXCVII.
THE ILLUSTRATIONS ARE BY
A. ISLAY BANNERMAN
(BANNERMAN & STEEL, EDINBURGH)
PREFACE
As some prefatory explanation may reasonably be expected as to how I
became acquainted with the subject of the following narrative,--'A
Golfing Idyll,' I have had the presumption to call it,--I may inform the
reader that circumstances induced me, a lady medical student, at present
studying in London, to take my Autumn holiday in St Andrews. I know the
old place well, and have many acquaintances there. As to Golf I can, I
think, hold my own with most of the Golfing sisterhood, and am well up
in the jargon of the Links and game. One day found me, sketch-book in
hand, sitting on the brae side by the butts, behind the Club. As I sat,
listlessly toying with my pencil, and quietly enjoying the scene before
me, I remarked a man, whom I had not previously observed, also sitting,
a few yards off, on the slope towards the sea. On closer inspection I
recognised him to be an old Caddie, well known to most frequenters of
the Links, but not very creditably, I am sorry to say, as he was one of
the sad victims of the vice that has cut off so many poor fellows of his
class. I noticed at the same time that he now looked very decent and
respectable, was neatly dressed in blue serge, a bit of blue ribbon
apparent on the lapel of his coat, and that altogether he had the
appearance of a person well cared for. He seemed to be engaged in an
agreeable conversation with himself. As he sat, smiling and muttering,
he was shortly joined by another man, a stranger to me, a ruddy-faced
jolly-looking personage, with a free and easy manner, who proved also to
be a Caddie. As to how the latter accosted his old friend, and what
followed, is all described in the 'Idyll.'
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