Evening star., 1897-04-03

M. J. Sheriff., Miss Elizabeth Warder. Miss
Harriet s. Ward
The names and constant handicap Of the
iadies who entered the match played this
week are follows:
Miss X. Wetmore. scratch; Miss Mabel
Simpkins. 9; Miss Helen McKeeVer, IA:
Miss McCammon. 16; Miss Batchelder. .;
Miss Rochester. II: Miss Lockett. 10; Miss
Woodward 16; Miss Hoy, 5; Miss Jackson.
16: Miss Worthngton. IA.
The tournan ent was ended Wednesday
morning. Miss Hoy playing Miss Simpkins.
and winning one hole up. Miss Hoy tnen
played the finals with Miss Maud Wet
more. 1t was a close and exciting match.
Miss Wetmore playing scratch and Miss
Hoy having handicap Of three. The
scores were 81 and SO. Miss Wetmore won
by one hole. which gave her the cup
Some Remarkable Computations.
II you can fancy q woman starting a
field of twelve horses, you can have some
! faint notion of the experience Of Miss Elsa
Mckeever In starting the tournament on
Tuesday, though she really went through
nc re than this. There was all the exact
ing excitement Of weighing in," starting
| the field and riding one of the horses her
self. Talk about the executive ability of a
mere man, Nothing less than the execu-
tive ability of a Pooh Bah can get eff a
ladies' tourns nent, and added to this, one
| rseds also the scientific ability of mas
~ mathematician and the powers Of alb
straction of skilled philosopher The
matter of fixing the handicaps i'll golf
why, arithmetic, algebra and geometry are
simply silly compared with 1t. Miss NC
Keever had lot of figures indicating the
| nandicaps of the various entries: these she
| had to multiply by x, divide by two-thirds.
| extract the square root OF the result raise
to the power and then drop her pencil,
and. by a strarge, weird Chart on the wall,
| covered over with astral colors and mystic
numbers. she would ascertain the handi-
| cap for any given girls play and at what
! holes it was to be given her. That is, she
| would ascertain this II she ever was let
| get that far, but no sooner would she Knit
| her brow over the knotty problem before
her than a girl would rush up TO her and
beg. "Oh, Elsa, do give me lovely big
| handicap, won't your!
The gentle captain Of the green would
| look up with all the patience OF saint
and all the frmness Of a martyr and reply
| Il have nothing to do with that, can I
make figures lie. Then just as sne Wonia
| get to work again another girl would break
| in upon her, abstruse calculations to ask
| her authoritative opinion on whether 1t was
| too cold to play in a lawn shirt waist. and
| before she would have settled this point
and got back to her figuring ;stfli another
| girl would want to know waA her skirt too
| short. and another. was she gong TO stop
at the club for lunch. and another and an
! something no less important, until finally
| the poor, distracted lady captain would
give up momentarily. and in plaintive
tenes t Of despair cry:
! Barker"
| Barker is all that is left in the Washing
| ton Go.f Club of mans supremacy over
woman. He is a professional golfer from
| England. He came to this country as part
rer of the well-kno@n Willie Wood, ana
has zen in attendance upon the Shinnecock
/ Hills Club, ST. Andrews and a number OF
others among the most famous clubs on
| this side. Incidental to his chief office in
| the Washington club, he keeps the green,
| manufactures and repairs clubs and balls
and gives lessons in golfing. But most i'm
| pcrtant of all his various duties. he Is the
| power behind the throne of the new woman
! golfer.
| Barker, Barker where's Barker?'
| Wont you please come here. Barker?''
| What do you think, Barker?" wv hat do
you say Barker?" z.]@.-
| Thus it goes in a chorus of appealing.
deferential female voices that would drive
| crazy any man less conscious of his abso-
| lutte authority than Barker. He comes, he
| thinks. he speaks, and whether 1t is the
| length of a golf skirt. the selection of a
| golf club or the cube root of a handicap
| that Is to be determined, when Barker has
| given utterance the fat has gone forth.
| AS with Rome in ecclesiastical disputes. SO
| with Barker in all vexed questions of Ia
| dies golf:
| Barker hath spoken; the controversy is
| ended" -
| II fair player sighs for the post-gradu
| ate exercise in golf of using a brassy,
| nibleck, or some other extraordinary club
| and Barker says no." she instantly re
| rounces her ambition and taldies off per
| fectly satisfied with her common, every
| day elect and driver.
| Barker is not large man-in no way i:
| he commensurate in size with the enor