Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-08
TELLS Of
MOST PECULIAR
GOLFERS IN us.
They Never Boast Of Their Scores
If They Belong to Log Cabin
Club at St. Louis.
, Bv Chich Evans.

a BOUT ten miles west of St
n Louis at the left Of Clayton
road there lie black and white
sign with the unpleasant inscription:
Keep Out" Naturally one looks ca
serly to catch a glimpse Of the for
hidden territory, but all that can be
seen Is a straight road, bordered on
each side by trees whose, dropping
branches meet above a reckoning
roadway. Straight ahead 1t goes al
most as far as one can see, and then
suddenly 1t bends mysteriously and
Is lost to sight among the trees.
Previous to last. fall I had made
several visits to St Louis, and I had
heard frequently Of a certain club
called The Log Cabin, and in other
places, too, It's praises had been sung
to me-, but I had never seen 1t. Nat
uralIy I had developed great and
growing curiosity to see this club and
course with which the casual sojourn-
er WAS not acquainted.
ON my visit to st. Louis last fall,
~ however, was invited to the club,
and as I passed along the forbidden
road I experienced a strange feeling
of privilege, for in my journeys about
the country l had often heard Of the
Presidents OF the United States and
other prominent people who had been
entertained in the little club outside
of st. Louis.
There were SIX Of MS that made the
Journey out to the club with our host,
G. H. Walker-Stuart and Arthur
Gfoylin0 FHponnHq Harry
Allen, Mr.. Hussey and I. When We
made the turn of the road we found
ourselves in front of what appeared
to be a large private residence. 1t
was big, homelike structure set on
hill among large trees, and the whole
atmosphere Of the place. once the
portal was passed, was homelike.
THERE are now but az members of
The club. The club had been
originally composed Of rs members,
sll closely connected with the history
of st. Louis, and vacancies can not
be filled. The last death in the club
was that of Adolphus Busch. Owing
10 the small membership. each mem
Der of the club is able to have bed
room to himself. Members have the
privilege of inviting as many guests
as they wish, and they are extremely
hospitable, and the club is noted for
its cuisine.
The club was founded in 1899, and
the course was laid out in the days of
the gutta ball; it's length is only 2,270
Yards, anG the holes are all rather
short, the longest being the fourth,
only 337 yards The course is a very
pleasant one to play over, however,
and furnishes good sport for the
members, who are rather elderly.
Our game with seven players was
very interesting, and when we reached
the ninth hole an obliging darby
came out with beverages calculated
TO fortify us for the remaining nine
holes. l think that if a player really
got to going on this course ne could
tear off remarkable score of 80 or
better.
IN the hallway of the Log Cabin
Club hung Mr. Forgan's definition
of golf, something every golfer has
read, or should read, if by any chance
he has not yet done so. Nothing
er's feeling about the game, and in
my travels about the country l fire.
quently see his apt quotation hanging
in the clubhouses.
Above the mauteI in the club living
room is an inscription which every
guest is expected to read:
"Comrade, for friendships sake
forbear
To gossip aught that happens
Let Cabin days memory be
OF happy hours, choice compa
ME-"