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Within 48 hours the Woman's National Committee for Hoover was talking over the telephone from Manhattan to Hot Springs, Va. Out came another quotation: "I am going to cast my vote for Mr. Hoover because he's a dry"-Glenna Collett, three-time women's golf champion of the U. S., four-time Eastern Women's champion, twice champion of Canada...
Maureen Orcutt broke 82, women's par, three days running; Glenna Collett played the first nine in even fours, three days running, last year's woman champion; Miriam Burns Tyson, went out in the first round; Marion Hollins and Dorothy Campbell Kurd stayed for the third round. A mob of female golfers failed to qualify and spent the ensuing days of the Women's National Championship Tournament waddling around the course at Hot Springs, Va., patrolling the gallery. This last was composed largely of strangely corpulent old men. There was nothing very exciting about the first days...
...steady, irreproachable game. Sixteen years ago she became a grandmother. "Afternoon naps?" she said. "None of it for me." In 1923, when she was 62, Mrs. Fox played in the Belleair Heights, Fla., tournament. In the finals she had a medal score of 77 which beat famed Glenna Collett, her opponent...
Both girls were thinly dressed, showing that they were foreigners. One was Glenna Collett, the other Mlle. Simone Thion de la Chaume who won the tournament last year. They were the two most interesting personalities in the tournament and the people of England wanted to see them play. What was a little rain? It would be good for the greens, the cheery faces of the Britishers seemed to say. Mlle. Thion de la Chaume shivered, hooked her drives into the long tough grass, Miss Collett shivered, took a nine in one hole, but tied the match at the ninth...
There were several Americans left now and one more Frenchwoman-Mlle. Manette Le Blan. Miss Collett got to the fourth round where she played a tired little woman by the name of Wragg who came out on the first tee wearing hornrimmed spectacles, a leather jacket with a sweater under it, woolen stockings, thick shoes, and woolen gloves. Miss Collett, always natty, had on a thin blue raincoat. Warm and ugly, Miss Wragg kept her ball in the middle of the course. Miss Collett stopped before each shot to warm her fingers with her breath. "How do you feel?" asked...