(_Served by Dumb-Crambo Junior._)
[Illustration: A LET]
[Illustration: 'VAUNT-AGE]
[Illustration: SERVING CAUGHT]
[Illustration: SCREW AND TWISTER]
[Illustration: THE "WRENCHER (RENSHAW) SMASH"]
[Illustration: SMART RETURNS.]
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[Illustration: GOLDEN MEMORIES.--"I wonder why Mr. Poppstein serves with
three balls?" "Old associations, I suppose."]
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[Illustration: _Smith._ "Let me put your name down for this tournament?"
_Jones_ (_who thinks himself another Renshaw, and doesn't care to play
with a scratch lot_). "A--thanks--no! I'd _rather_ not!"
_Smith._ "Oh, they're frightful duffers, _all_ of them! You'll stand a
very fair chance! _Do!_"]
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[Illustration: PROFESSIONAL JEALOUSY.--_Miss Matilda_ (_referring to her
new lawn tennis shoes, black, with india-rubber soles_). "The worst of
it is, they _draw_ the feet so!" _Our Artist_ (_an ingenuous and
captivating youth_). "Ah, they _may_ draw the feet; but they'll _never
do justice to yours_, Miss Matilda!"
[_Sighs deeply._
]
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[Illustration: TRIALS OF THE UMPIRE AT A LADIES' DOUBLE
_Lilian and Claribel._ "It was out, _wasn't_ it, Captain Standish?"
_Adeline and Eleanore._ "Oh, it _wasn't_ out, Captain Standish, was
it?"]
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[Illustration: THINGS ONE WOULD RATHER HAVE LEFT UNSAID
_She._ "Would you mind putting my lawn tennis shoes in your pockets, Mr.
Green?"
_He._ "I'm afraid my pockets are hardly big enough, Miss Gladys; but I
shall be delighted to _carry_ them for you!"]
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[Illustration: _Excited Young Lady._ "Father, directly this set is over
get introduced to the little man by the fireplace, and make him come to
our party on Tuesday. _Her Father._ "Certainly, my dear, if you wish it.
But--er--he's rather a scrubby little person, isn't he?" _Excited Young
Lady._ "Father, do you know _who_ he is? They tell me he is the amateur
champion of Peckham! I don't suppose he'll play; but if you can get him
just to look in, that will be _something_!"]
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[Illustration: A NICE QUIET GAME FOR THE HOME.--This is only a little
game of "Ping-pong" in progress, and some of the balls are missing!]
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[Illustration: PING-PONG IN THE STONE AGE]
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[Illustration: The first time Captain F. tried to play that pony he
picked up so cheaply, he found it true to the description given of it by
the late owner, who guaranteed it _not in the least afraid of the
stick_].
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[Illustration: A LONG SHOT. (_Before the commencement of the polo
match_).--_Young Lady_ (_making her first acquaintance with the game_).
"Oh, I wish you would begin. I'm so anxious to see the sweet ponie kick
the ball about!"
[_Her only excuse is that she hails from a great football county._
]
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[Illustration: OUR LOCAL POLO MATCH
_Excited Drummer._ "Vat! He iss your only ball? Ach, donner und blitzen!
he haf proke insides my only drum! You pay ze drum, you haf ze ball!"]
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[Illustration: "If you have any raw ponies, always play them in big
matches; it gets them accustomed to the crowd, and the band, and
things."]
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[Illustration: AT HURLINGHAM.--_Captain Smith_ (_who is showing his
cousins polo for the first time_). "Well, what do you think of it?"
_Millicent._ "Oh, we think it is a _ripping_ game. It must be such
_awfully_ good practice for croquet!"]
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[Illustration: THE POSSIBILITIES OF CROQUET
The above represents the game of "All against All," as played by Brown,
Miss Jones, and the Major.]
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