For five centuries, with comparative imperturbability, Britons have played their beloved golf. Last week, through hellfire and brimstone, they continued to play golf.
At a suburban London club, golfers paused to watch a dogfight between a British Spitfire and a German Messerschmitt. After the "Jitterschmitt" pilot had crashed to the fairway just a mashie shot from the 13th green, play was resumed. "I was two down when we broke off our game," chirped R. A. White, club pro. "But I was so exhilarated by the success of the Spitfire that I then shot four...
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