World's Champion

A tall golfer, in a white shirt and a pair of dejected grey flannel breeches, went out to the first tee of the Philmont Country Club, Philadelphia, to play against a nattier fellow--one arrayed in checkerboard golf-pantings, ring-streaked stockings like a baseball player's, a panama and an eloquent watch-fob. On the first hole the tall man drove into the woods. He did not swear; only a tyro begins swearing on the first hole. Instead, he took an iron and got out on the fairway. This successful feat appeared somewhat to excite him. He took three putts on the green, and a caddy wrote 6 on his scorecard. Watch Fob was one up. On Hole 2, Watch Fob put his approach up behind a tree, and his clumsy attempt to bunt it onto the the green gave the honor back to Grey Breeks. Watch Fob was Willie MacFarlane, U. S. Open Champion. Grey Breeks was James Barnes, British Open Champion. They were playing for the "Unofficial Championship of the World."

After the 18 holes at Philmont, Barnes was 5 up; 18 holes next day at the neighboring Whitemarsh Club gave him a lead of 4 more; a final 36 over the Columbia Course at Washington, D. C., and he had the match--12 up. Loser MacFarlane, natty as ever, had played pretty bad golf. Barnes had been better; in fact, he had made a great many holes in par.

In Toronto, Miss Ada Mackensie whipped her ball over the tough hassocks of the Royal Ottawa Golf course. After her tumbled a varied field of golfers, women who had come to compete in the Canadian Women's Open. Accoutred perhaps less gaudily than MacFarlane (above) but assuredly more seasonably, in homespun skirts and woolie whatnots, they played for four days, played until all the able U. S. women had been eliminated-- until only Mrs. Alexa Sterling Fraser was left to face Miss Macken-sie--until Mrs. Fraser too, at the end of 26 holes, succumbed.