My Lords, super-golfers, and others, my golf is of the style of the Sergeant of Infantry who, asked his opinion of the game, replied "It seems to me to be hockey at the halt.'—Lord Desborough, The story of golf was really a most extraordinary story. Here was a game which was eagerly and persistently played by his Scottish countrymen just across the Border and which was for centuries legislated against by the Scottish Parliament on the ground that it prevented Scotsmen from learning archery to fight the Engl'sh.—Earl Balfour.
American independence began with a tee shot into Boston Har. hour. It was also not without significance that one of the most famous American battlefields was known as Bunker's Hill.—Sir John Simon.
It is perhaps only natural that George Washington's countrymen should have failed in the Golf Championship contest where good lies mean so much.
Mr. Douglas Grant, who lost to Mr. Robert Harris at, Deal in the semi-final, has one disability that should prove no handicap in golf—he is deaf. Spectators' comments have.naturally no terrors for him. But the thought occurs that, when he foozles, does he experience from swearing the same deep satisfaction the rest of us do who can hear ourselves doing it?
At Mr. Speaker's dinner to the American golfers at the House of Commons, both Mr. Asquith and Mr. Lloyd George must have felt rather "small beer." It all depends on the company you are in; it is one thing to be a Prime Min ter and another to be a plus-six man.
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