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CRAZY GOLF By Alec Duncan DISCARDING AN ACE Max Leiser made the 135-yard four- teenth in one. The green is not visible from the tee. Leiser thought he had overshot the green, but failed to find the ball and conceded the hole. The follow- ing foursome found it in the cup. J. P. Forde, New Westminster, B.C. BEAR TRAP While driving from the elevated tee on the 110-yard eleventh hole at Great Barrington, I hooked my ball through the clubhouse window. It crashed into the Trophy Room, where it wedged firmly between the teeth of a snarling stuffed bear head mounted on the wall. Harley Hallock, Chicago, Ill. DOWN THE CHIMNEY We were even up on the 12th green. I had the honor on the thirteenth, and drove a high ball, well to the right. It came down in the chimney of an abandoned house out of bounds. I drove another, still to the right, but in the fairway. As I passed the house, I found my first ball in the fairway, in an ex- cellent lie. It had come down the chimney, rolled out through the open door of the stove and through the doorless entrance of the house. The incident so upset my op- ponent that I had no trouble beating him. Dr. Alfred M. Goldboro, Baltimore, Md. GOLF BY WIRE I addressed the ball with a mashie and hooked it over a high fence, out of bounds. There was a high-tension wire strung there, and my ball hit it, ran along it for some distance until it got back on my side of the fence and dropped to the green, Realizing the Lord was on my side, I sank a twenty-foot putt. Gail H. Marine, Seattle, Wash. LIGHTNING NEVER— To the right of our Number Four fair- way stands a red barn equipped with a lightning rod. At the top, the four wires which make up the lightning cable are spread out. On his drive Mr. Steve Joyce miscued a little, and the ball went more or less straight up. It settled comfortably between the points of the lightning rod and stayed. It's still there. Mr. Joyce has tried time and time again to knock it out with a similar shot, but has had no luck to date. James L. N. Channel, Pottsville, Pa. TWO BIRDIES WITH ONE— Paul Stapp’s ball was on the green of the first hole at Roebuck Country Club. Bert Thompson, his opponent, played a mashie-niblick and holed it for a birdie. But— The head of Thompson's mashie-nib- lick came off when he made his shot, flew through the air to the green, hit Stapp’s ball, and sank that for a birdie, too. Joe Rozeman, Birmingham, Ala. GOLF BALL FOR BAIT During the President's recent fishing cruise, White House correspondents were stationed at Charleston, S.C., and played a lot of golf at the Country Club on the invitation of Mayor Maybank. John O'Donnell (New York News) topped his drive on the 140-yard sixth, failing to carry the lagoon. A split sec- ond before his ball hit the water, a fish rose, missed, and struck again, disap. pearing with the ball. We were amazed, but the bored colored caddies explained that the lagoon was filled with famished mullet and bass, unable to escape to better feeding grounds after the summer drought had landlocked the lagoon. Felix Belair, Jr., (New York Times) Every month Alec Duncan will award a dozen Tommy Armour Championship golf balls each to the writers whose descriptions of crexy golf shots appear on this page. OF course, all letters become the property of THE JUDGE. At they will all be conside: the best one will get a set of handsome matched woods. Letters should contain full name of player and of at least one witness; also the date and the name and location of the course. of the year Yes, gentlemen, our famous golf bag, our zippered sports bag, and three numbered covers for your . +. all in handsome matched set of tan hide . . . for $25 complete. woods THE GOLF BAG has three large zip- pered pockets (one becomes a hood for your clubs); also pocket for balls, loop for umbrella. Regularly $29.50. THE SPORTS BAG opens flat to take in your togs. 20" size. Regularly $12.50. MARK CROSS Fifth Avenue at 52nd, New York Mark Cross, 655 Fifth Ave., New York Send me the $25 Golfer’s Special. -J CD Check herewith O Charge my account comicbooks.com