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One by one, Melbourne, Nice, Auteuil, Wimbledon were crowded briefly by that small, ubiquitous group of young men with white flannel trousers and sunburned noses who make it their business, all year round, to wangle for the world's major tennis championships. Last week the group was preparing to descend on Forest Hills, N. Y. for the last major event of the year, the 54th U. S. Singles Championship. Meanwhile the long series of preliminaries to that tournament were being brought to an end at Chestnut Hill, Mass. and South Orange,...
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