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A MATCH AT LEITH
Like all keen golfers he loved the foursome, and
preferred to be tested by it if he could find a partner
of any quality whatever. One day he was in Leith
and fell in conversation with some strangers there,
glass-blowers they were
,
and, as always
,
the subject
turned upon the game, and from the game in general
to the prowess of the "Cock o' the Green" in
particular
.
The men of Leith affected to think
little of his play, and challenged him to a match,
upon which moment a Bruntsfield youngster made
his appearance
. "
By gracious, gentlemen ! " ex-
claimed M
`
Kellar, "here is a boy, and we will play
you for a guinea!" The match took place, and
victory lay with M`Kellar
,
who was so excited when
the last hole had been played that he ran post
haste to the shop of the clubmaker
,
screaming,
"By gracious
,
gentlemen
,
the old man and the boy
have beat them off the green ! "
The artist Kay, who made the picture of him,
went out on to the links one day to draw it from
the life unbeknown to the hero, and when he came
to know about it afterwards he was sorely dis-
appointed that he had not been given the op-
portunity of posing
. "
What a pity!" he lamented.
"By gracious
!
If I had but known I would have
shown him some of my capers
! "
Perhaps it was
as well he did not
.
When he won his match he
would sometimes be so mad with joy that he would
dance round the hole for a minute. Such delight
was pure, for though he did wager a little on his
matches he did not risk more than he could well
afford to lose, and it was the game he tried to win
and not the little that he bet. On Sundays, when
there was no golf to be played
,
he fulfilled the duties