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DRIVIXG OVER THE SANDPIT, HALEIWA COURSE. 



Occasionally a brisk wind comes in from the 

 Northeast, and likewise occasionally a small 

 shower drifts down from the mountains ; 

 but neither disturbs the olayers much. For 

 the Fourth of July tournament at Haleiwa 

 there were more than 30 entries, the cup be- 

 ing won by 89 for 18 holes. 



The Manoa links lack only a sand bunker 

 to make them one of the best playing courses 

 that could be imagined. The ground is gen- 

 tly rolling and the course is very clean, 

 with the exception of some rocks at various 

 points. Along one side there are natural 

 hazards, hillsides to climb and a stone wall 

 of 8 or 10 feet which calls for some good 

 golf to override. The first tee is on the 

 lawn of the club house and the course runs 

 down into the valley, which is traversed by 

 an electric railway. This has done much to 

 popularize the sport, in that it has become 



quite the thing to make the afternoon airing 

 include a visit to the club. 



Many visitors to Hawaii, the land of per- 

 petual May time, have asked in advance 

 whether or not they could find golf, and 

 coming with their clubs have found good 

 sport and formed friendships which have 

 been exceedingly enjoyable. The clubs are 

 planning especial regulations to encourage 

 visitors to join with local players, and some 

 good sport is expected the coming winter. 



The open season for shooting ducks, 

 quails, pheasants, nlover, doves, etc., covers 

 the late fall months and early winter, so 

 that the sportsman may here find recreation 

 and enjoyment for his talent with gun, rod 

 or club every day in the year, for no one 

 pays any attention to a tropical shower, 

 but goes on with his sport or business in 

 the open air just the same. 



MY FIRST BUCK. 



N. R. PARK. 



Within selected silent spot, 



Secure from view. 

 Expectant there did I await 



Some hours through. 

 Oft from a distant, swaying tree 



A nut would fall ; 

 My gun I'd grasp, the trees would laugh, 



But I enjoyed it all. 



The tree then silently would nod 



Its sleepy head, 

 And squirrels steal up near my seat, 



With silent tread. 

 They, at their play, would stir my blood 



By noises small ; 

 My gun I'd grasp, the trees would laugh. 



But I enjoyed it all. 



The birds would join in chorus loud, 



Up in the trees. 

 When one would whir so near my place 



I'd feel the breeze, 

 My high-strung nerves would make goose 

 flesh 



Upon me crawl ; 

 My gun I'd grasp, the trees would laugh, 



But I enjoyed it all. 



The turkey gobbler vain — to me 



A doe's young calf- 

 Would gobble, gobble, gobble — 'twas 



His way to lau?h. 

 When hope he'd raise to fever heat 



By sudden call, 

 My gun I'd grasp, the trees would laugh. 



But I enjoyed it all. 



A gallop sounded from the wood. 



Distinct and clear ; 

 The snap of reeds by running buck 



Was plain to hear. 

 But trembling arm would not be still ; 



The buck was tall ! 

 My gun I grasped, the trees all laughed. 



But I enjoyed it all. 



Another quickly followed it ; 



I was undone, 

 And loudly called for it to stop 



Its headlong run. 

 The startled creature did obey. 



That buck did fall ! 

 My gun I grasped, and loudly laughed, 



For I enjoyed it all. 



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