Word: collette
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Looking insufferably bored, Glenna Collett saw her ball dip over a swell of grass and disappear into the tenth hole of the course of the St. Louis Country Club. Her father was a famous amateur bicycle rider. Her bust measurement is 36 inches. She had on a lemon sweater, buff skirt, tan hat. The public displayed some interest in these facts because, by virtue of that putt, she won for the second time the U. S. women's golf championship...
...Cummings, Mary K. Browne, Dorothy Campbell Kurd (late titleholder), Bernice Wall of Oskosh, and Alexa Stirling Fraser. It was by deadly putting that a certain Mrs. Letts of Illinois put out Mrs. Hurd. Miss Cumming's uncertainty with her littlest club was her only demonstrable inferiority to Miss Collett in a semi-final match so close that neither was at any time more than one up, but by that score Miss Collett won. Mrs. Fraser, as Alexa Stirling, three time national champion, long ago demonstrated that Atlanta, Ga., is the nation's most important hatchery of championship golfers...
...doors and shook them emphatically. For the third day rain was falling. Ducks and drakes was the only game you could play on that course. Next day, though cloudy, was better. The sun and the gallery came doubtfully out. At the end of the morning round Miss Collett was four up. She played the first ten holes in the afternoon in even fours. On the tenth green, when that last putt scuttled out of sight like a round, obedient white mouse, the match ended and out of her eternal preoccupation, Miss Collett smiled vaguely at the shouting multitude. "Her height...
...Last Sunday, a photograph appeared therein of five people smiling at the cameraman through the glare of a midday sun from a piazza of the Westchester Biltmore Country Club of Rye, N. Y. The Tribune printed four names, from left to right, MacDonald Smith, Miss Maureen Orcutt, Miss Glenna Collett, Walter Hagen. Now behind this foursome of renowned golfers, on a step that made him clearly visible above their heads, stood a gentlemen. His well-brushed hair glistened in the sunlight. He wore an amiable expression, as if gratified that his face-a face known, doubtless, to thousands-was once...
...only a short span to go for a birdie, a tie, an extra hole. The putt was missed. Then the Griswold trophy was presented to its winner, for keeps, since it was the third time she had won it, and the babbling battalions wended their way, murmuring: "That Glenna Collett...