Judge — June 2, 1923 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Edwin Levick RTICLES on golf are frequently a little complicated. We propose to write a series of instructions for the duffer couched in such plain and simple language that he can’t go wrong. First we shall start, as is logical, off the tee and tell him how to drive. Tce the ball on a little hill of the sand provided for the pur being sure to pick out a level spot and one footing can be obtained. stance with both feet on a line, your toes slightly turned out and the ball on a line with your left heel Do not hurry the the club back slow Keep the left arm str: t and the right elbow close to your side. In the back swing do not lift the club away from you, but sweep it back in an close to the ground. Keep the wrists firm. Whip the club through, throwing the club head at the ball and being careful to keep it ahead of the hands. Strive to hit the b: » rather than the outside. dd down and follow through. All these movements should be rhythmical. Do not make them jerky or try to slug the ball. Any duffer who will follow these in- structions carefully can get a beautiful slice, To hook out of bounds follow the same instructions. To top the ball follow the same in- struc sre good © your ack swing. Take and smoothly. jons. » hit back of the ball follow the same instructions. Then see the professional, That's what he’s for. * * * T wouLp be untrue to say that all men are equal on the course, for some are very hes handicapped. But golf draws its « ees from every walk of life. Prince and pauper follow it to the nethermost pit. Painters find color in the game; sculptors hammer and chisel their way around the links; lawyers indulge in weighty arguments upon the course. And it has been an inspiration to writers. Take those lines of Rudyard Kipling’s: Brooklawn Golf House, Bridgeport, Conn. TOLD AT THE r9th HOLE “D—n it! These water hazards al- ways get my goat!” by Walter Trumbull Ona green an’ sunny golf course, whackin’ golf balls off the tee nd- On a course where men may lay Bets with suckers out to play, An’ the roars come up from sand traps where the victims stand at bay. Ship me somewhere to a golf course where the best their birdies make, Where there aren't no Ten Comm ments that a duffer can not bi For the ancient game allin’ an’ there that I would be— I I GARDNER FPRER /23. I “Hear you've just been married, old chap. Congratulations on 1 the happiest day of your life!” “You forget. I once holed out in one!” 12