[1] Referred to Mr. Joe Davis.
Sir: Your new “fly” game, as a substitute for golf, should become very
popular with those who have had trouble with the old-fashioned outdoor
sport. After spending most of my time on hands and knees in the tall
grass, peering down gopher holes for eighty-five cent disappearers, I
find the new game a refreshing diversion. Have already one good score to
submit—
Played the bedrooms in 4, 6, 5, and 3 respectively; parlor, seven;
dining-room, five; kitchen, nine; and finished the bathroom in bogey.
The flour barrel and range were some trouble, but bunkers add zest to
the game. The chandeliers and my wife were mental hazards, which I shall
become accustomed to or remove. A friend of mine says the sport is
particularly enjoyable out at Calumet, where the flies have nine legs and
stand so high they don’t have to be teed. I am open to challenges.