THE PMEHU1.ST
OUTLOOK
VOL. XXIII. NO. 14
MARCH 17, 1920
PRICE 10 CENTS.
THE TIN WHISTLES DINE
AT THE COUNTRY
CLUB
On the 10th Instant, in the good
year 1920, in the month of March, the
assembled Tin Whistles and their friends
sat themselves down in the ball room of
the Country Club at their annual ban
quet, which is invariably a feast of
reason and a flow of soul. With all
Lucullan delights spread before them
and with a never failing flow of wit and
ice water the latter a water hazard
which all took manfully they totalled
one hundred and fifty of Pinehurst 's
enslaved golf fiends, and this number
is but a small portion of those who
would have been there if they could.
The diners were invited to be present
at seven-thirty, but it was nearer eight
thirty before the green velvet curtains
awung aside and the centre rush into the
ball room began. It was a great relief
to all to get into the dining room and
take up the matter in hand, to get away
from the futile alibis heard on all sides
with regard to the match that afternoon
between the Bolshevic Reds and The
Alcoholic Blues, and likewise escape the
persistent attacks of the moneychangers
Fownes, Becker, Milliken and Hudson,
all of which preceded the more impor
tant and pertinent consideration of get
ting something to eat. For the golfers,
having been out on the links all' day,
were possessed of devasting appetites,
as John Fitzgerald will testify emphati
cally. As soon as the diners were seated and
quiet restored and the pianist persuaded
to desist from further syncopation, the
company arose in response to a request
from President Donald Parson and sang
the national anthem and paid silent tri
bute to the memory of brethren who had
passed on to the other side.
And then "Pop" Fownes began his
pathetic plea regarding his disinclina
tion that any part of his bony or carti
laginous framework should ever be inter
red in accordance with the accepted mode
among Christians, and all knew that a
Tin Whistle banquet was about to be
committed. Presfntly, while each guest
was examining with admiration -the
beautiful silver favor provided for him
by Jim Barber, lovely handmaidens from
the hotels entered bearing refreshment
for the hungry and a ripple of applause
greeted their coming.
It was a curious and appropriate thing
that the golfers were provided with a
menu of four courses, all corresponding
somewhat to the four courses that
Leonard Tufts provides for their daily
bill of fare. Need it be said that if all
players wielded their spoon on Course
Number One as effectively as they.
wielded their spoon on the consomme at
the banquet they would rank with the
professionals! Did anyone find Course
Number Two heavy going? And, from
the gourmet's point of view, is not
Course Number Three the salad of the
bunch? It cannot be denied that Num
ber Four is a toothsome morsel for any
golfer to smack his mouth over.
When the inner man was satisfied and
the haze of many perfectos filled the air
Mr. Donald Parson let loose the flood
gates of oratory. In presenting Dr.
Cheatham, the toastmaster of the even
ing, the president in mellifluous and ele
gant praise paid tribute to the favorite
toastmaster of the Tin Whistles, to all
the members in general and in partic
ular sang the praises of the beloved Mr.
Becker, to whom the club owes an incal
culable debt of gratitude. Mr. Parson
did not detain his hearers long, for he
said that orating was not in his line,
and in classic metaphor announced that
epeakers were coming "beside the Ni
agara of whose eloquence I am but as
casual water.
The speakers in dup order were lib
erated by the toastmaker, and their re
marks were punctuated with applause;
the company was regaled with an endless
variety of jokes and sallies; a sextet
composed of Fownes, Vrooman New
comb, Kelly, Richardson and Picquet en
livened proceedings by instituting a
search for the lost chord and being un
able to find it retired in confusion and
were thereafter the butt of many a
pointed jest by the speakers.
Mr. Leonard Tufts made a brief ad
dress of welcome. Mr. Tufts annually
rnake3 172 addresses of welcome and
these ' ' so-glad-to-see-you-and-thank-you-so-much"
things are the most difficult
in the public speaker's repertoire, and
although Mr. Tufts' manner may not
possess the dramatic fervor and wild
metaphor of the "cullud gemmen" to
whom he referred, his experience stands
him in good stead of these harassing oc
casions. Mr. Tufts was followed by Mr. H. H.
Johnson, who spok briefly of his ex
perience in Europe in connection with
his work cm the Salvage Commission.
His remarks were followeJ closely when
he made a strong plea for greater inter
est on the part of Americans in eVents
in Europe, where a new era is dawning..
Mr. Johnson took care to point out that
it was very difficult to know what was
taking place abroad, because of the cor
ruption of the sources of news and the
coloring of press dispatches, which is a
great evil and a great menace.
The toastmaster next introduced Maj.
Harold E. Porter, familiar to all in
Pinehurst as "Holworthy Hall," pur
veyor extraordinary of diverting fiction
and the world's greatest teller of golf
tales, Pinehurst 's 0. Henry ! He enter
tained the company for a few minutes
with anecdote of the Pinehurst links
and Judge Casey's court room.
The next speaker on the program was
Mr. Edgar Guest, or just "Eddie," as
he would like to be called. He recited
a number of his poems, and produced a
brand-new one on Pinehurst, which we
hope to reproduce in our next issue.
The annual appearance of Mr. Guest in
Pinehurst is an event of importance, and
his presence at the Tin Whistle banquet
gave the affair a decidedly literary turn,
for if Porter is our O. Henry, surely
Mr. Guest is our James Whitcomb Riley.
The flow of oratory was dammed at
one point in the evening's proceedings
long enough to allow Mrs. Charles W.
Picquet to render several vocal se
lections. Her singing was warmly re
ceived. At midnight the meeting adjourned
sine die.
MANY PLAYERS OF NOTE
COMING FOR THE TENNIS
TOURNAMENT
With the Approach of the North
and South Annual Tennis Tournament
there is in Pinehurst a revival of tennis
enthusiasm and in view of the list of
entries as already announced the vil
lagers are looking forward to some
great exhibitions on the Country Club
Court.
There is a prospect of a visit by a
celebrated trio hailing from Boston
A. S. Dabney, Richard Hart and L. B.
Rice, all players whose presence adds
class to any tournament.
We are counting on having with us
Mr. S. W. Merrihew, Editor of the
American Lawn Tennis and a player of
note. He has recently been competing
in the Florida tournaments.
There are several foreign players
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Editor
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whom we cannot announce definitely as
sure participators in the North and
South, but we believe that if Mile. Leng
len, the phenomenal young French
player, reaches the United States within
a short time, as is anticipated, she will
make the trip to Pinehurst and will lim
ber up for the work on Northern courts.
There is an excellent possibility that
the famous English players, Lowe and
Dixon, will make a flying visit. In
short, the outlook is bright for having in
our midst a record-breaking bunch of ex
perts when the curtain goes up April
8th.
As Tilden has already signified his
desire to enter the list, the comments
made upon him and other famous Amr
ican players by Norman E. Brooks, the
brilliant Australian who, with Patter
son, invaded this country last summer,
are of peculiar interest. These re
marks, published in the Sydney Referee,
will win the general approval of follow
ers of the great international game in
this country.
His remarks are peculiarly significent,
not only as coming from the acknowl
edged dean of the modern courts, but
also as representing the opinion of one
who, in spite of his more than forty
years, is still an actual champion, shar
ing the American doubles title, and lead
ing the Davis Cup team of Australia,
.which seems likely to make a successful
defense of the much desired trophy.
With many of Mr. Brooke's state
ments the close followers of lawn tennis
in America will unqualifiedly agree. In
. a few cases, however, they may feel that
even so keen an observer has perhaps
been misled by the necessary haste with
which his impressions were formed. The
comparison of champion Johnston, for
an instance, with W. A. Lamed, is a
neat compliment in both directions, but
scarcely stands the acid test of detailed
analysis. The Californian is far moro
of a one-stroke player than the old title
holder, and his forehand drive is corres
pondingly more effective. Johnston's
game is unquestionably the best model
in America today, but one could scarcely,
calf him a stylist of the Larned type.
When Brookes picks R. N. Williams
as potentially the greatest player in the
world, he at once deserts his formula,
since the erratic Bostonian is anything
but conventional in his methods, and has
the reputation' of being rather very,
very good or very, very bad.
Unconventionally of style in other di
rections like that of Tilden or Rich
ards, does not appeal to the Australian
particularly, although he lauds the
strokes of the former. He thinks "the
cut" is bad for a young player. It
would have been interesting to see his
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