§ 182 The Proper End of a Caddy
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In a Southern town is a lady, socially prominent, who enjoys the reputation of being a modern Mrs. Malaprop. The latest speech attributed to her had to do with the ancient game of Scotia.
“I’ve often thought,” she said to a friend, “that I’d like to go in for golf, but somehow I have never gotten ’round to it; and, besides, I don’t understand the first thing about playing it. Why, if I wanted to hit the ball I wouldn’t know which end of the caddy to take hold of.”