Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-04-25

SlQe, HIS D66u Will tAAC 1AOAWVVA SA0S
since its organization.
George r. James and H. King Corn
well, members of the golf committee OF
the Columbia Country Club, perpetrated
a terrible accident yesterday. Aided
by the gargantuan strength OF r.
Darcy Banagan, assistant pro at CO.
lumbia, they spilled the beans IN what
was looked upon as being one OF the
best features of the Spring opening day
at Columbia. George and King were
down by the brook which crosses the
first fairway They didn't look natural,
for King was CARRIED like a Manchu
prince in all the regalia OF Chinese
mustaches and long-tailed. queue.
George was Capt. Kidd at his best,
without the dangling sword, and Bana-
gan was the circus clown. Ihey were
irving to raise from trees which fringe
the first fairway to right and lett q
great 8-foot hoop through which golf
balls were to be driven later IN the
afternoon-if possible. King. was hold
ing the hoop with piece OF wire: On
the other end we're James and bana-
gan, and occasionally Frank Appleman
gave a lusty pull.
The catastrophe happened when Ban.
agan put his 240 pounds OF beer oenlno
a mighty effort. The wire snapped and
from its height of so feet the gauoy
hoop tumbled down toward Cornweii.
For a moment he looked like a nero.
1t seemed he would try to eaten ~
But with the dignity becoming a prince,
Cornwell skipped lightly aside as the
hoop seemed ready to demollsn ms
whiskers and 1t crashed heavily on tne
ground, sliding gracefully down INTO the
water of the brook.
But the ingenious George James
looked the situation over and decloeo
that all was not total loss: Tney
rugged up the wire again and stretcneo
1t tight from the trees, and the fun was
on. The hoop was bent, but not out OF
commission. And so the bulk OF the
200 funmakers who gathered to cele-
brate the formal opening OF the course
proceeded to take pot shots at the hoop.
None of them hit it, and so no one
won the rubber-Shafted golf club which
Fred Mcleod had put up as prize.
Golf was secondary yesterday. Oh,
YES. many of the celebrants played.
And how they played. And how they
looked Albert Mackenzie was yodel-
ing Alpinist. He yodeled on the. fif-
tenth, when he sank a 10-footer for
birdie. Fred Mcleod was a SWash-
buckllng HeSSlan, maSQueraOMB peninu
long sword, which didn't interfere
seriously with his golf swing. Hugh
Saum doubled for George James as an
other pirate captain, and the other
members looked like a bunch OF XII
wanians out for a Riddles picnic. Sep
Collins and Bill Hardy played the part
of twins of corduroy blue.
Out of the helter-skelter of fun some
one had to win the Scotch foursome.
which was the piece de resistance of the
golf presentation. And when the score
cards were finally added up, while vari-
Gus golfers struggled with minor chords
in the locker room, it was found that
Col. T. P. HaineS and John C. Nc
Laughlin were the winners, with score
of 81 and handicap of SO. giving them
score Of SIS, far better than that of
any other twosome. Six other players
were in a triple tie for second place.
William J. Eynon and George Howard.
A. D. Morrow and Thomas Cantwell and
Joseph T. Shersier and r. C. Leary all
turned in net scores of 81. Morrow and
Cantwell won in the draw.
Then Miller B. STEVENSON, the
District champion, staged q little
comedy event. He drove q flock Of golf
balls from the first tee. five of which