NO. 18
VOL. XXI,
SATURDAY MORNING, APRIL G, 1918
FIVE CENTS
Captain Schofleld Leads Fight
Fowncs Mak's a Pbenominal Recovery
in Second Round
Thlriyi Ilole Uuallfjlnf? Medal
play of United North and South
Coif Tournament
MAKING his spring
drive while on a short
vacation from the army,
Captain E. L. Schofield
went over the top in
such effective style last
Monday and Tuesday
that he simply sailed
away from the whole
cordon of champions as
sembled 'for the United
North and South Golf Tournament. It
was in the qualifying round of 36 holes,
eighteen played on the championship
course and eighteen on number one.
lie started on number two, and had a
bad start at that. His terrific drive and
iron shots had not become manageable,
and led him into the wilderness for a 6',
a hole made by all his closest competi
tors in a par 4. As a matter of fact the
famous distance shots were not what
brought his so signally to the fore at
any stage of the game. It was the m
fallible and deadly short game. He be
came unbeatable on the short holes. In
the main these tell the story. A drive, a
putt, or at most a short approach and a
putt and it was all over in every case.
The 6th he made in two. The 8th and
9th he made in three each. The 15th he
made in two again, and closed out the
17th in another 3. Added to this were
two birdies on longer holes, a three on
the third, and a four on the 432 yard
14th, which brought . him home with a
, and the low card of the day.
Schofleld Course 1.
Out 64356273 339
In 4644425 3 63877
Pushing him close was Irving Robeson,
the Tin Whistle Champion, whose 37
coming in was the best nine holes of the
day, to a plethora of 6s wrung from him
in careless moment, his score going out
had been 41, making a total of 78.
Franklin H. Gates of Broadacre, came
hack into the game with a rush and dem
onstrated his intention to dispute the
way with a 79, and G. A. Miller of De
troit and R. A. Stranahan of Inverness
were close up with 80 apiece. H. C.
Fowncs, the Spring champion, ran into
a streak of bad luck and off play, and
seemed to be out of it with a ninety. I
say seemed advisedly. For as will ap
pear not even this enormous handicap
was sufficient to put him out of the run
ning, Do tor C. H. Gardner and Donald Par
sons followed hard at the heels of the
waders, scoring 81 each.
So the play opened on number one
lueslay morning, with a strong group
jMy a stroke or two apart - fighting for
J? Ivedal, and a place in the champion
P division.
TUESDAY'S DEVELOPMENTS.
The outstanding features of the sec
ond eighteen were Fownes' phenominal
recovery, and Schofield 's consistent de
fense of his leading position.. The
Oakmont champion made a 39 going out,
but it was coming home that he cut most
of the sixteen strokes from his Monday's
score. Three threes, four fours and two
fives tell the story of his return to the
game. This is one over par, and well
up to the standard of the event.
But not to be denied Schofield himself
lit into the Season's tournament record
and began sinking his impossible twos
from the beginning. On the 380 yard
second hole, which is a par four, he
slipped in his second shot for an eagle,
and on the long and sloping 9th, with
the impossible green overhanging the
pond and perdition he went home with a
3, for a 37 out. Coming into the stretch,'
he played a careful and consistent game
Fownes for all the initial 90 was seventh.
The other nine coveted positions in the
President 's division, fell within three
strokes 167, held by Allan Lard and
Arthur Yates, 168 recorded by five
Howard Philips, P. S. Maclaughlin, W.
M. Crooks, L. D. Pierce and R. A.
totranahan or Inverness, and 170, made
by R. 0. Tunstall of Norfolk and R. M.
Markwell, heralded from Lake Shore.
R. C. Shannon II, medalist in the
Spring tournament, got edged out by a
margin of one. tieins' with J. Watson
of Merion Cricket, another player of
cnampionsnip calibre tor the leading
place in the Governor's division.
The lowest cards oVer Number 1
Schofield
Out 42555346 337
In 53 4 34446 43774
Fownes
Out 54564434 439
In 3 3 4 3 4 5 4 5 43574
Hail Batter, King of the Trark
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MRS. IIURD, WINNER, AND MRS. BARLOW RUNNER UP IN THE WOMAN'S
CHAMPIONSHIP
on the last nine. Dlaviner six of the holes
exactly as ordained by their maker, and
dropping a stroke on par on three the
tenth, the seventeenth and the eighteenth.
So he made it in 37, a total of 74.
This gave him the medal without de
bate. Fownes was the only man that
challenged him on this course at all.
And Fownes started with too big a
handicap. Doctor Gardner was the only
other player to slip m under an u. ms
79 was two better than Robeson's 8i;
hut hfi started the dav three behind the
Rnnhpsfpr chamoion. so had to be con
tent with third place. G. A. Miller of
Detroit stayed consistently arouna nis
eighty mark and took fourth with - a
tntnl nf 161 for the 36 holes. Donald
Parson dropped from 81 on Monday to"
82 on Tuesday, but at tnat eagea m even
with Fank Gates who followed his 79
up with a plebian 83 for a total of 163.
The Summary
E. L. Schofield, Wee Burn 74 77
I. S. Robeson, Rochester 81 78
Dr. C. H. Gardner, R. I. 79 81
G. A. Miller, Detroit G. C. 81 80
Don'd Parson, Youngstown 82 81
F. H. Gates, Moore County 84 79
H. C. Fownes, Oakmont 74 90
Arthur Yates, Oak Hill 81 86
Allan Lard, Chevy Chase 80 87
H. G. Phillips, Moore Co. 85 83
P S Maclaughlin, Ekwanok 83 85
W. M. Crooks, Mt. Everett 86 82
L. D. Pierce, Brae Burn 80 88
R. A. Stranahan, Inverness 88 80
R. O. Tunstall, Norfolk - 88 82
R M Markwell, Lake Shore 85 85
R C Shannon II, Brockport 87 85
J W Watson, Merion Cricket 84 . 88
W. T. Stall, Brockton 82 91
J. T. Bishop, Chevy Chase 86 87
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Diminutive Darky Brings Lady Betty
Home for the $100 Parse
Ilazzl JDazzle Creates a Seaaatlon
la Which Predator, fthepard
aid Hard Take the Utonmj
A victorious field mar
shal returning home
through arches of tri
umph, or a popular
actress on her opening
night would have either
of them been proud to
have received the popu
lar applause and ac
claim that was meted
to the hero of the hour
when the thoroughbreds came, boiling
down the stretch in the handicap for the
Hundred Dollar purse. Mingled with
the roar that greeted the straining
horses from the stand and the concourse
that lined the track was the exultant and
inisistent cry of "Butter, Butter, oh
you Butter Ball."
And Butter whose thirteen years and
whose seventy pounds consist almost en
tirely of grin and good humor, brought
the Favorite over the mark, like a
marmoset riding a kite in a typhoon.
It was the climax of the month on the
track, and a finish that delighted the
multitude almost beyond endurance.
This little black son of Ham had been
put up on Lady Betty by Nibbs and
given 20 yards over Mollie O, running
from scratch, and himself handicapped
from 25 to 170 yards by the other en
tries Hardy and Fort Johnson from
the Pinehurst Stables, and Bannie V,
Lambert Splane's prize winner. The
race was twice around the course,
of a mile, for final honors in the thor
oughbred class, and the purse.
Starting bravely after the leaders it
soon became apparent that it was going
to be a very close thing whether Lady
Betty and Melos could overtake them
before they reached the wire. The
supreme moment arrived as it should, in
the last few desperate furlongs. As the
little Ethiopian blew by horse after horse
in the stretch, the grounds rocked with
the delight of the crowd, and in a flash
the contest narrowed to Mollie O and
Lady Betty. It was a matter of a frac
tion of a second, and the location of
the wire. But Butter passed under just
in time, half a head to the good.
Now even this $100 handicap, and the
steeple chase itself, on this particular
occasion was eclipsed by the return race
between Nat Hurd 's Kinder Lou and Mrs.
P. C. Thomas' Little Pop. Difference
of opinion in the stable as to the merits
of these two horses had run so high,
that, as in the Trojan War, and divers
major disputes from that time to this
picturesque language, promises, threats,
and prophecy had been added to the
arsenals of the contending factions. All
jockeydom was m a furor, imparting a
mild sympathetic glow in the stand,
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