The Washington times., 1928-08-06
Fore
By Z. b THOMAS

He stood On the fifth tee NJ
Sherwood Forest and eyed the
green 10 yards away All easy
mashie niblick shot if one can
blot from mind the intervening
lake, the river TO the left with
d precipice AUDITING the green
and the steep bank to the right.
Pretty hole. said Tom Keele.
the American Motcrist man. to
Harvey j. Iobb. the Washington
Iawyer, .'but awfully tough for the
fellow who doesn't shoot straight,
imagine
Keefe took out 4 nnashie.
Don't be afraid to hit, advised
CObb.
Keele, who had never played
the hole before, took the adyice
and his ball sailed over the
green "a the Ieft and landed so
yards ont into the severn.
..EImAn.ril!' reflected the sher-
wood neophyte. It's not as tai "A
il looks. I'll try 4 mashie nibliclS z
He aid The bali popped mile
toward the sky.
That ones right on the pin
Keefe congratulated himself as the
pellet started downward.
'Shortr predicted Cobb.
The ball, to Keefe's amusement,
plOpped into the lake.
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transportation beginning to oOze from
and Keefe's temper rapidly on the
rise.
with penalties you're now
shooting six replied Cobb,
fiendishly unc0ncerned.
Suppose YOU shoot" suggested
Keefe. with trace OF extra ire
Cobb teed ball and calmly took
his stance.
Its easy when you know how"
said he, and proceeded TO prove IL
the bah falling dead twelve feet
or so from the pin.
"Well, wouldn't say that you
were EXACTLY lucky, I" commented
Keefe, 'but that club you used
looks like it fits this hole. Lemme
try IT.
Cobb handed it over.
Keefe, assuming an air OF con.
fidence, teed up.
This. babys gonna be ON there"
he boosted.
But his other shots were excellent
in comparison. This time the ball
left the tee at an angle Of 40 de-
grees off the pin, and again the
Severn was enriched.
Tom Keefe Il noted. among
either things. for a sunny nature
tliat lapsee only occasionally.
He has smiled his way through
some tough situations. But the
man doesn't live who can smile 4
4 ball onto golf green. Eeefe NJ
didn't try. He registered logged
determine fiOI. Tom Keefe was n
going to put ball on that
green.
He laid out five clubs. lining
them up in orderly fashion. Then
lie dumped q bounteous supply Of
balls on the tee.
Without a word and generally in
the manner of q man with a set
job to do, he went about the task
of conquering ShsrW0od's No. s
Using the clubs In rotation, he
batted bali after ball and each and
every one found Its way into the
river or the lake or intricably into
other trouble.
Cobb watched the performance In
comfort from the bench. Al four
some just came up swelled the
gallery. &
'.Say." iinalIy ventured Cobb.
that last one you hit was the
nineteenth. There are thirteen Il
other holes to play and It's II
easy to lose q bah on any one !,
Of them. The supply Is getting
low. Whadda y'say?'
Keefe surrendered. with reservas
tions. He put away the clubs and
all the remaining balls but one.
This he carried to the green,
dropped 1t on the edge and holed
out in two puts.
Late that day. in the clubhouse.
Keefe, with Cobbs aid, figured his
score. lit was approximately 16S-
But Keefe left the place smiling
after all. He learned from Pro Bill :
Dunt that another chap had used
up ~ balls on No. 3.
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