New Walks in Old Ways 



monies. Its smaller relative, the 

 quaking aspen, has the same gift of 

 music. 



Because of the interest I have taken 

 now for seven or eight seasons in 

 watching the fight this waif of the 

 fields has been making, I almost in- 

 variably "slice" my golf ball out of its 

 proper course right up to the spot 

 where the tree, now in the heyday of 

 its youth, is flourishing. So you will 

 see from all this how difficult it is to 

 play this outdoor game when you have 

 so many really worth-while things to 

 distract your eye and thought; and 

 if an adult cannot avoid all this mental 

 philandering en route, why should we 

 expect ten-year-old, town-bred boys 

 to caddy for us without also lapsing 

 now and then? However, the average 

 person probably pays more attention 

 to his game, and decidedly less to toads 

 and trees than I do; which helps to 

 explain why I never expect to become 

 a "first-flighter" on the golf links. 

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