"Bully distance for a putt," said Jupiter, taking the line from his ball to the hole.
"About how far is it?" I asked, for I couldn"t see anything resembling a hole within a mile of me.
"Oh, five miles, I imagine," was the answer. "Put on these gla.s.ses and you"ll see the disk."
My courteous host handed me a pair of spectacles which I put upon my nose, and there, seemingly two inches away, but in reality five and a quarter miles, was the hole. The gla.s.ses were a revelation, but I had seen too much that was wonderful to express surprise.
"Dead easy," I said, referring to the putt, now that I had the gla.s.ses on.
"Looks so," said Jupiter, "but be careful. You can"t hope to putt until you know your ball."
At the moment I did not understand, but a minute after I had a shock.
Putting perfectly straight, the ball rolled easily along and then made a slight hitch backward, as if I had put a cut on it, and struck off ahead, straight as an arrow but to the left of the disk. This it continued to do in its course, zigzagging more and more out of the straight line until it finally stopped, quite two and a half miles from the cup.
"Now watch me," said Jupiter. "You"ll get an idea of how the ball works."
I obeyed, and was surprised to see him aim at a point at least a mile aside of the mark, but the results were perfect, for the gutty, acting precisely as mine did, zigzagged along until it reached the rim of the cup and then dropped gently in.
"One up," said Jupiter, with a broad smile as he watched my ill-repressed wonderment.
As we were transported to the next tee by Phaeton and his machine, I looked at my ball, and the peculiarity of its make became clear at once. It was called "The Vulcan," and in action had precisely the same movement as that of a thunder-bolt--thus:
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"Great ball, eh?" said Jupiter. "Adds a lot to the science of the game. A straight putt is easy, but the zigzag is no child"s play."
"I think I shall like it," I said, "if I ever get used to it."
The second hole reached, I was astonished to see a huge apparatus like a cannon on the tee, and in fact that is what it turned out to be.
"We call this the Cannon Hole," said Jupiter. "It lends variety to the game. It"s a splendid test of your accuracy, and if you don"t make it in one you lose it. If you will put on those gla.s.ses you will see the hole, which is in the middle of a target. You"ve got to go through it at one stroke."
"That isn"t golf, is it?" I asked. "It"s marksmanship."
"I call it so," said Jupiter, calmly. "And what I say goes. Moreover, it requires much skill to offset the effect of the wind."
"But there is none," said I.
"There will be," said Jupiter, putting his ball in the cannon"s breach and making ready to drive. "You see those huge steel affairs on either side of the course, that look like the ventilators on an ocean steamer?"
"Yes," said I, for as I looked I perceived that this part of the course was studded with them.
"Well, they supply the wind," said Jupiter. "I just ring a bell and aeolus sets his bellows going, and I tell you the winds you get are cyclonic, and, best of all, they blow in all directions. From the first ventilator the wind is northeast by south; from the second it is southwest by north-northeast; from the third it is straight north, and so on. Winds are blowing at the moment of play from all possible points of the compa.s.s. Fore!"
A bell rang, and never in a wide experience in noises had I ever before heard such a fearful din as followed. A hurricane sprang from one point, a gale from another, a cyclone from a third--such an aeolian purgatory was never let loose in my sight before, but Jupiter, gauging each and all, fired his ball from the cannon, and it sped on, buffeted here and there, now up, now down, like a bit of fluff in the chance zephyrs of the spring-tide, but ultimately pa.s.sing through the hole in the target, and landing gently in a basket immediately behind the bull"s-eye. The winds immediately died down, and all was quiet again.
"Perfectly great!" I said, with enthusiasm, for it did seem marvellous. "But I don"t think I can do it. You win, of course."
"Not at all," said Jupiter. "If you hit the bull"s-eye, as I did, you win."
"And you lose in spite of that splendid--er--stroke?" I asked.
"Oh no--not at all," said Jupiter. "We both win."
Again the bell rang, and the winds blew, and the cannon shot, but my ball, under the excitement of the moment of aiming, was directed not towards the bull"s-eye--or the hole--but at the skitomobile. It hit it fairly and hard, and it smashed the engine by which the machine was propelled, much to the consternation of Jason and Phaeton.
"Unfortunate," said Jupiter. "Very. But never mind. We don"t have to walk home."
"I"m awfully sorry," said I. "I--er--"
"Never mind," said Jupiter. "It is easily repaired, but we cannot go on with the game. The next hole is eight thousand miles long. Twice around the planet, and we couldn"t possibly walk it, so we"ll have to quit. We"ve got all we can manage trudging back to the club-house.
Here, caddies, take our clubs back to the club-house, and tell "em to have two nectar high-b.a.l.l.s ready at six-thirty. Phaeton, you and Jason will have to get back the best way you can. I"ve told you a half-dozen times to bring two machines with you, but you never seem to understand. Come along, Higgins, we"ll go back. Shut your eyes."
I closed my optics, as ordered, although my name is not Higgins, and I didn"t like to have even Jupiter so dub me.
"Now open them again," was the sharp order.
I did so, and lo and behold! by some supernatural power we had been transported back to the club-house.
"I am sorry, Jupiter," said I "to have spoiled your game," as we sat, later, sipping that delicious concoction, the nectar high-ball, which we supplemented with a "Pegasus"s neck."
"Nonsense," said he, grandly. "You haven"t spoiled my _game_. You have merely, without meaning to do so, spoiled your own afternoon. My game is all right and will remain so. It would have been a great pleasure to me to show you the other sixteen holes, but circ.u.mstances were against us. Take your nectar and let us trot along. You dine with Juno and myself to-night. Let"s see, I was two up, wasn"t I?"
"Two up, and sixteen to play."
"Then I win," said he. It was an extraordinary score, but then it was an extraordinary occasion.
And we entered his chariot, and were whirled back to Olympus. The ride home was not as exciting as the ride out, but it was interesting. It lasted about a half of a millionth of a second, and for the first time in my life I knew how a telegram feels when it travels from New York to San Francisco, and gets there apparently three hours before it is sent by the clock.
XII
I am Dismissed
It was a very interesting programme for my further entertainment that Jupiter mapped out on our way back from the links, and I deeply regret that an untoward incident that followed later, for which I was unintentionally responsible, prevented its being carried out. I was to have been taken off on a cruise on the inland sea, to where the lost island of Atlantis was to be found; a special tournament at ping-pong was to be held in my honor, in which minor planets were to be used instead of b.a.l.l.s, and the players were to be drawn from among the t.i.tans, who were retained to perform feats of valor, skill, and strength for Jupiter. The forge of Vulcan was to be visited, and many of the mysteries of the centre of the earth were to be revealed, and, best of all, Jupiter himself had promised to give me an exhibition of his own skill as a marksman in the hurling of thunder-bolts, and _I was to select the objects to be hit!_ Think of it! What a chance lay here for a man to be rid of certain things on earth that he did not like! What a vast amount of ugly American architecture one could be rid of in the twinkling of an eye! What a lot of enemies and eyesores it was now in my power to have removed by an electrical process availed of in the guise of sport! I spent an hour on that list of targets, and if only I had been allowed to prolong my stay in the home of the G.o.ds, the world itself would have benefited, for I was not altogether personal in my selection of things for Jupiter to aim at.
There was Tammany Hall, for instance, and the Boxers of China--these led my list. There were four or five sunlight-destroying, sky-sc.r.a.ping office buildings in New York and elsewhere; nuisances of every kind that I could think of were put down--the headquarters of the Beef Trust and a few of its sponsors; the editorial offices of the peevish and bilious newspapers, which deny principles and right motives to all save themselves; a regiment of alleged humorists who make jokes about the mother-in-law and other sacred relations of life; an opera-box full of the people who hum every number of Wagner and Verdi through, and keep other people from hearing the singers; row after row of theatre-goers who come in late and trample over the virtuous folk who have arrived punctually; any number of theatrical managers who mistake gloom for amus.e.m.e.nt; three or four smirking matinee idols, whose talents are measured by the fit of their clothes, the length of their hair, and their ability to spit supernumeraries with a tin sword; cab-drivers who had overcharged me; insolent railway officials; the New York Central Tunnel--indeed, the completed list stretches on to such proportions that it would require more pages than this book contains to present them in detail. I even thought of including Hippopopolis in the list, but when I realized that it was entirely owing to his villany that I had enjoyed the delightful privilege of visiting the G.o.ds in their own abode, I spared him. And to think that because of an unintentional error this great opportunity to rid the world, and incidentally myself, of much that is vexatious was wholly lost is a matter of sincere grief to myself.
It happened in this way: Hardly had I returned to my delightful apartment at the hotel, when a messenger arrived bearing a superbly engraved command from Jupiter to dine with himself and Juno _en famille_. It was a kind, courteous, and friendly note, utterly devoid of formality, and we were to spend the evening at cards. Jupiter had indicated in the afternoon that he would like to learn bridge, and, inasmuch as I never travel anywhere without a text-book upon that fascinating subject, I had volunteered to teach him. The dinner was given largely to enable me to do this, and, moreover, Jupiter was quite anxious to have me meet his family, and promised me that before the evening was over I should hear some music from the lyre of Apollo, meet all the muses, and enjoy a chafing-dish snack prepared by the fair hand of Juno herself.
"I"ll have Polyphemus up to give us a few c.o.o.n songs if you like them," he added, "and altogether I can promise you a delightful evening. We drop all our state at these affairs, and I know you"ll enjoy yourself."
"I shall feel a trifle embarra.s.sed in the presence of so many G.o.ds and G.o.ddesses, I am afraid," I put in.
"I"ll fix you out as to that," Jupiter replied. "I"ll change you for the time being into a G.o.d yourself, if you wish."
I laughed at the idea.