Every proud U. S. city has one or more public golf links where, of a Sunday morning, there is a confusion of white knickers, strangely-hued sweaters, sliced drives, flubbed putts, loud curses, impertinent caddies. But these same links have also produced groups of players whose golf is a source of amazement to the Sunday crowds and who may often be seen practising on weekday afternoons.
Last week, the best public linksters met on the Cobbs Creek course, Philadelphia. Police Lieut. Samuel Graham, muscular Pittsburgher, won the qualifying medal and was put out in the...
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