Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-07-11
BY o. b. Keller.
Written for the Associated Press.

MINNEAPOLIS. MINI, July III
Along in the cool of the evening We'd
nesday, when the thermometer on the
Interlachen Country Club, was away down
around SO degrees, two veteran Scots
decided to take the lead for the first day
of the national open golf championship
away from Bobby Jones and Witty Cox
who had held it at II all day, and when
the shades of night and a few fleeting
and we'll gorged flocks of mosquitoes
had settled about Mirror Lake, Tommy
Armour national champion of 1927, and
Macdonald Smith we're tied at TO- 2
strokes below par, each having done the
last and longest nine holes in SO.
And there the matter rested for a few
hours while the dried-out competitors
absorbed gallons of water in the effort
to regain the f1uidity which had enabled
them to initiate lawn sprinklers all over
the Interlachen.
If you haven't tried it, or at least OBJ
served 1t, you can have no idea how
freely the human system can disburse
moisture at temperature of 100 de-
grees mingled with what Is unpopularly
known as humidity.
Jones Gets Thirsty.
Bobby Jones consumed three success
sive vacuum bottles of ice water in play
| ing his round, and when he gained the
refuge of the locker room about
o'clock his necktie was in a sodden knot
and he couldn't unite it and / tried it
and failed and then took and cut it of
of him so he could get ready for a
| shower.
The aptest description of M. Cyril
James Hastings To1ley in action yes
terday was, to my way of thinking, as
| follows:
trolley" said a prim lady spectator
sitting under large shady tree, looked
| just like an iceman who has carried a
| hundred pounds of ice up five flights OF
stairs and found the lady of the house
not in"
Tolley was dressing and regarded q
small heap Of extraordinarily damp golt
clothing.
1T wonder how much weight I lost
playing that round" he speculated.
How much do your golf clothes
weigh?" asked.
"Three pounds, normally" he said.
1 put the damp bundle on the scales
1t weighed six pounds and hall, but
this increase did not include what Mr.
Tolley had lost altogether by radiation
After some coaxing he got on the scales
himself. I promised not to tell what the
remnant weighed. but it was 9
pounds less than Mr. Tolley had scaled
when he set out three hours before.
Loses Vision on Shot.
Chick Evans, who won both the open
and the amateur championships of 1916,
told me the heat affected him curiously
in that quite a number of shots were
struck while he had lost the vision of
the ball. Not one of them was an en-
tirely bad shot, Chick said, but not one
was an entirely good shot, and it is a
curious fact that. without ever being of
the fairway in the 18 holes or taking
three puts on any green, Chick re-
! turned a card of 81.
Don Moe missed the shortest putt of
the first round and turned in as, at
that. The putt was 8 inches on the
| twelfth green.
Il was swinging like some dear old
lady," confessed the Portland infant,
blushing. IT couldn't seem to put any
punch in my shots. But of course it
does not take lot of punch to hole a
! 3-inch putt. I just went up to it, after
missing the previous one, and tapped 1t