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...kept every one of them from being a big champion. Had a Scotchman been inclined to bet against Miss Wethered this year, he would probably have chosen either braw Cecil Leitch, unbeatable just before and just after the War (1914, '20, '21), or Glenna Collett, of Providence, R. I., a girl quieter than most of her countrymen, who had turned up with the Canadian and an old U. S. title (1922) in her record. A bye, a tidy win from the Welsh champion and, one misty morning, Miss Collett had her chance. They floated the Stars and Stripes...
Miss Glenna Collett, famed Providence golfer, thought of a putt. On a certain 19th green, with the smell of a Southern twilight enchanting her frequently photographed nostrils, Miss Collett had seen that putt obtain its velocity from the pendulum swing of Miss Frances Hadfield, travel in an unwavering line for 20 league-long feet, disappear, with a leisured imperiousness, into the hole, thus winning for Miss Hadfield a leg on the Belleair Heights golf championship (TIME, Mar. 16). As if the smell of that twilight, still lingering in the air, enraged her, Miss Collett, last week, swished around...
...bulletin board of a golf club in Florida, stood a group of Eastern citizens, sunburnt, risible, reading the list of entries for the annual women's golf championship of Belleair Heights. They read with respect the names of Mrs. Dorothy Cambell Hurd of Philadelphia, national champion; Miss Glenna Collett of Providence, Miss Francis Hadfield of Milwaukee, Miss Dorothy Klotz of Chicago, Mrs G. H. Stetson of Philadelphia. Suddenly, one of their number pointed to a name, emitted a snicker. Others, following his shaking finger, perceived the joke, began to titter, to cackle. Soon a hysteria of amusement possessed...
...play progressed, the mirth of those individuals who dedicated their waking hours to walking around the course after Miss Wall, distinctly lessened. Miss Glenna Collett was put out by Miss Hadfield with a 20-foot putt on the 19th green. The field dwindled. At last there were only two golfers left. One was Mrs. Hurd and the other-Miss Wall of Oshkosh. No laughs disturbed her while she, with alert composure, played stroke for stroke against the veteran in the final round. She had redeemed the name of Oshkosh, but Mrs. Hurd, more experienced, defeated...
...Miss Collett undertook to find out, while Miss Cummings stood up to Mrs. Hurd. Round the course they went. It was soon seen that the putts of Miss Collett were serpentining round the gaping cup, that her mashie shots were bounding too hard across the greens. The gallery marveled. Such golf would never win for her against a sturdy opponent. They looked curiously at the little-famed Miss Hadfield. But as for her ball, it looped in even stranger parabolas from her putter, sprang from her cleek in bounds even more rash. Miss Collett won, "3 and 2." Next...