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s* Southern Pines Welcomes The New Season To The Sandhills Southern Pines Welcomes The New Season To The Sandhills Hunting and Golf Are Supreme In Sandhills, Ideal for Sports During Winter I Top Show Horses I Of Nation Winter In Sandhills Lake Is Lure For Unwary Grains of Nostalgia With His Horse And His Hounds In The Morning” 'Fli PINE NEEDLES—The famous llth-hole water hazard. This lovely little lake was improved lor swimming when the Army Air Force Training Command occupied the Pine Needles hotel during the war. That’s Mrs. Grinnell who’s just put her ball right where she wanted it. Waiting their turn, Russ Birch, Mrs. Birch, Roy Grinnell. (Photo by Humphrey) Seven Famed Courses Within Six Miles Offer Golf-Minded Variety of Pleasure *■— . '' Four Courses At Southern Pines Noted For Beauty For almost half a century the name Sandhills has been synony mous with golf. At the two Sand hills resorts of Southern Pines and Pinehurst, seven golf courses; . ^ lie within a radius of six miles, <=°hrses is that they are set up on which is true nowhere else in the a resort basis, with a welcome country. These corpses are all transients, unlike those of majority of Americans, and to most of the others was only a strange new game with a Scot tish tinge. Its popularity spread until it became the undisputed “businessman’s national game.” Now everybody plays, finding fellowship as well as the finest of sport on the rolling greens. One advantage of the Sandhills world-famed for their excellence and beauty, and for the challenge they offer which the most season ed golfers find stimulating and delightful. All the courses were laid out over a period of years by Donald J. Ross, who came to Pinehurst in 1901 at the instance of James W. Tufts to take over the golfing end of his budding resort. At the time of Ross’ death April 26, 1948, he had for many years been pre eminent as a golf course archi tect, recognized as the best. He built during the course of his career more than 60 courses, including some of the finest in the country—and the foremost of his achievements are those right here in the Sandhills. These also have the advantage of age, a blessing to a well-kept course as it is to wine. The finest of care has been lavished on these courses since their inception, and improvements have been, wrought each year. Now they are at such a peak of perfection it is difficult to see how they can be further improved. Donald Ross, who remained to make his home at Pinehurst, and the Sandhills emphasis on the spai^t through many sucoessful years exercised great influence on the game in this country. Golf was played here in the days when it many places where an annual membership, or invitation from a member, is required. Golfers come to the Sandhills for a day, a weekend or a week of sport, and always find the latchstring out. At Pinehurst, with the beauti ful Pinehurst Country club as (Continued on Page 5) The Pilot takes great pride in seeing the name of Nelson Hyde again in these columns. The present Washington cor respondent of the Philadel- pbjia Evlening Bulletin wlas publisher and editor of the Pilot for more than 12 years of a fine newspaper career. We’d hoped for a new grain but even an old sermon of Nelson’s is to be treasured. We welcome this Washing ton Pilot back to the bridge, and if we knew how to pipe him over the side we’d TdIow a fanfare. By Nelson Hyde Washington—The Pilot, each week, runs a column headed “Grains of Sand.’ Plagiarism, I call it. I was a newspaperman myself once. I used to write for The Pi lot. I used to write a column call ed “Grains of Sand.” That’s life, I guess. No royalties or anything. Just a request from the editor to do a column for this Resort Number. I think I’ll call it “Grains of Nostalgia.” With so much going on in Washington that this correspon dent has to write about these days, he is going to be like the tired clergyman and use one of his old sermons. This appeared! after his first winter in the Sand hills—in 28. I The Amo of a Winter Guest | I like Southern Pines. I like her ways. I like the friendliness of her greeting. Her hospitality, warm, soft, per manent as the sands about hei. Her people are real people. There is no sham in them. They are not the aristocracy of wealth, nor the Babbitts of Go pher Prairie. They are the happy medium— America at her best. I like her freedom. Dress as you like, (io as you please, go where you will. Nobody cares. Your peculiarities are not faults but characteristics. You are not an oddity but a personality. All men are free and equal. There is no nervous strain. No worry about what the other fel- CContinuea on Page 5) THE MOORE COUNTY HOUNDS on their way through the pinewoods to draw the first covert. With them is W. Ozelle Moss, master and huntsman, with Mrs. Moss, first whip, and members of the field. Thanksgiving Day is the day of the opening meet. (Photo by Humphrey) Moore County Pack Seldom Misses a Day^s Sport Dubs, Champs Alike Practice Up At ^ 1 p ItyT mother of James and Jackson, Parhaven Io Lnjoy Uolt Lourses iVlore joint masters cf the pack for so THE HOUNDS W. Ozelle Moss, MFH, of Mile- Away Farm, has announced that Thanksgiving Day, November 24th, is the date set for the open ing meet of the Moore County Hounds. ■fhanksgiving Day always has been the opening day since, way back before the start of World War 1, Mrs. John Y. Boyd, the Parhaven, Leo Walper’s golf range on Midland road, has prov en to be a popular spot for the golfers from hereabouts and far- off places as well. One of the most attractive golf ranges in the coun try, Parhaven can boast of being the only one to have real grass tees the year around and greens at varying distances for targets in the field, instead of the usual yardage markers. After many years in the golf range business in Washington, D. C., Mr. Walper put his knowledge of what the golfers want into this range, which offers conditions nearly like those of the golf course but more suitable for prac tice and for beginners who need to learn the game without having to keep up the golf course pace. Among the advantages of prac piaycu iicic 111 biic MOJO vYxxvxx XV ^ . T» was an unknown quantity to the ticing and learning golf at Par haven are that no caddy is- need ed, balls and clubs are all provi ded, and you can get off by your self in a quiet corner if you wish, or if assistance is needed, expert advice and instructions are avail able. For working folk and golf en thusiasts the range is well lighted at night until 11 p. m. In crisp weather, the clubhouse always has a cheery log fire to warm you and all are welcome to enjoy the comforts in a cordial leisurely at mosphere. Occasionally the an tique reed organ in the clubhouse comes to life under the hands of some guest and gives accompani ment to friendly singing of hymns and barbershop melodies. The Walper s, having gotten some of our sand in their shoes after mnay visits here while Leo (Continued on Page 5) Tops In Enjoyment At Southern Pines Country Club many years, used to hav^ the big gathering and luncheon for the whole countryside at Weymouth before the run. The hounds were a scratch lot then. James Boyd had picked them' up here and there from neighboring farmers: some of the better ones were from the old Charlie Williams pack and some were bought from that good fox- hunter, Mally Kelley, out back of Lakeview. Louisa Boyd helped her brother with the hounds and he got anyone else he could find who could ride to come along. Quite often Ewen Cameron and Merritt Sugg rode with them. They fox-hunted occasionally, when they almost always lost half the pack, but the regular hunt was a fast and furious little drag in and around the home farm or out over the Bion Butler place and the Goldsmith land. War Slopped Hunting Then the war came along and stopped hunting here as in most places. But the minute James Boyd got back from' it and settled here, this time with his wife to help, he started looking for hounds again. His brother Jackson joined him soon after. They again picked up some American hounds and then decided to cross them with Eng lish blood to improve their drive GOOD HUNTING! A touch of frost in the air, the early morning sun strik ing through the needles of the long-leaf pines and turning the scrub-oak thickets to bronze. The sound of a hound's voice down in the swamp. "Hark to him I" the hunts man cries, "Hark, hark'." Deep in the swamp, hounds are flying to the cry, the bushes crackle under their weight, there's the sound of a splash as one faces the cold swift stream. The cry grows louder, fades, pauses. Breathless silence holds the woods. ^ Then on the far hillside it ■ comes: one note. Then a burst of miusic. And up on the hill top the whip's high cry: "Gone, gone, gone away!" It's a hunting morning in the Sandhills. THE COUNTRY The Moore County Hounds rate as one of the few packs in the country which hunt all winter long. Some of the Virginia packs make this claim but must always qualify it by the admission of a great many days missed because of bad weather. But weather has caused hardly a single day’s post ponement, during the many years that the local hunt has function ed, and there have been frequent seasons when not a day was miss ed. In that respect, again, the Sand hills’ climate and terrain is re sponsible for a perfect setting for this sport, as it is for the other great local sport of golf. But, with hunting, it plays if anything a more important part. For the sand-clay soil is so absorbent of water, and affords such fine going for horses that mud and slippery jumping is practically non-exis tent. Rain simply firms up the sand and makes the take-offs easier. (Continued on Page 8) of beautifully matched tri-color hounds; their owner, interested in the experiment, cooperated in selling some of his older brood bitches and two of his best dogs. Further additions of American and English blood were made from time to time: Orange Coun ty blood. Big Stride Walker blood, and High Peak and Mr. Bell’s pack, strains from England. One of the Best The result was all that was hoped for. The pack developed the dash and speed of English hounds but had the light noses and deep melodious voices of the Americans. Their success as a hunting pack was soon establish ed. They were rated one of the best in the country, a record Local Shows, Weekly Gymkhanas Offer Full Show Programs by E. O. Hippus The Sandhills went hog wild ^n horse shows last year, there is no doubt about it. It was great fun, but at the end people began to see horses jumping over the bedposts in their dreams. Also, the folks that had to do the riciing, and even more those who had to do the planning and the ring-building and the fence putting-up were worn to a fraz zle. A good satisfying frazzle, but still. . . ! Of course, the one-day race meet held on the Stoneybrook Stable track did much to reha bilitate everybody. Here there was just one thing that counted. You didn’t have to peer at pas terns and hocks and wonder whether that one with a good jumping bump was going to win out over that other one with the nice long shoulder, and you didn’t {have to do mental arithmetic counting ticks versus refusals . . . all you had to do was see which one got past the finish post first. In other words, granted one horse can run faster than another, all you had to do was see which one. So the races brought relaxa tion to the crowd, and the people who had worked desperately to get the track ready, heaved sighs of relief and called it a day. And a good day it was. This Year's Plans Plans for the coming winter and spring are still in their in fancy. That is to say, they are still in that lovely dreamy state when anything might happen and when everything, from gym khanas to horse shows to races, is being considered. But, the point made last year that you could have too much even of such a good thing as this, is being kept in mind. The point, it is felt, is to be sure the product is tops and go in for quality instead of so much quantity. . . now, a little quantity. . . that’s another thing. The show stables are now be ginning to roll in, and with good records to their credit. Interest ing thing about it is that, at the end of last year’s Sandhills sea son, the show-birds separated, each going in a different direc tion. In that way, Sandhills equine glory spread itself high, wide, and handsome. The Ken nedy stable went to New Eng land, the Mosses toured the Vir ginia shows, the Tates scaled the mountain peaks around Asheville and Roaring Gap, while the Cardy horses were knocking them down and out that is. of course, the other entries all ,over Canada. There were more Moore County horses and people doing the same thing in upper New York state, where the Winkelmans’ Renown, with and without capitals, was (Continued on Page 3) Doorway of Welcome To Golfers libll UiUUia LU .XAA-AA XXXX.WJ .xx-MX 3' and stamina. But, in view of the which they have consistently held fact that this sandy soil makes through the years. , The pack which will start the bad scenting conditions frequent, instead of taking an English fox hound as a cross, they selected a n.liner strain. For these hounds, smaller, lighter, and more agile season on Thanksgiving Day numbers 32 couples of hounds, including the young entry. W. Ozelle Moss is both master and than the big English foxhounds, | huntsman, while his wife, Jinny also have better noses as they. Moss, acts as secretary and first ... ..I !• t • T _ _ .1? I--. —_ AIsA A threesome starts off at the first tee, for a happy afternoon, club’s putting green is doing good business, too. hunt hare, an animal with a far lighter scent than a red fox. And they were to hunt grey fox, also a light-scented quarry. The strain selected was from whip. Leading members of the field who know the country take their turns as field master. Meets are held, a^ a rule, at the ken nels at Mile-Away Farm. There In^the background, the Country pack of Eugene Reynal in^is fox-hunting twice a week, and , (Photo by Humphrey) Millbrook, N. Y., a famous pack a drag is run Saturday mornings. Entrance to the Mid Pines club, only local hotel which has its own golf course. Golfing parties come here in fall, spring and winter from all over the United States. (Photo by Humphrey)
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