THE SOLACE OF GOLE.

Press, Volume LV, Issue 16436, 1 February 1919, Page 7

THE SOLACE OF GOLE.

(By R. Enderaby Homaid in Maili") He was a froe-looking yonmg fsDov in At first bloom of athletic manhoor?. The deed which woo. for him theM3Et«ixy Oroas bod cost Him bio left arm; yet to nemed to find in the cirunmataace a new intereat in life now "thut 2m to back in w# of bis <H haunte —the golf club. "No more cricket ,or football, I suppose,"* be skid. "Never mind. I always liked golf— peifispo best of aIL ■ And I never could understand," 1m west on with tost, "why a> wi«.ti shouldn't play as well with one asm en with two. Can yon tell me why-, bo shouldn't? It's mostly a maitter of the pace at whicht you make tbo dub-bead trarvel, and ace hind is sufficient to swing it as f«st as you like. . . . I've been tiying in the drawing-ioom broken €h® chicdelier over it, 10 1 know." I watched him for a few holes. He starM awkwardly. Indeed he took 11 strokes far the first hole and' 7 for tiie second. "Funny!" ho retnarkod. I was swinging) better than this in the drawing-room." At the third, a short hole, his lone right aim went back with the club under perfect control. He played a picture of a shet to the edge of. the putting green. Sown in he strode off to the next teeing ground like a man who bad suddenly found a lost trail. — It was the first longißh hole that he had bad * to face —about 450 yards. Three accurate •. shots -took him to the green and ho holed;' out in fi. f "There yoa.aao?" ho eaid triumphantly. "In <• a month I shall be playing as well as «rar." f There I left him in his recovered content- { meat. • To thousands of men, formerly keen on * all forms of sport and now ; handicapped by . physical disabilities, golf will; be a wonderful solace. Its charm is tbo hope. which f it engenders, no matter what the circum-, stances. Somehow there seems always to be " a chance in golf. Every hole is' a fountain ? of fresh faith. Things aro never so bad i'i that they cannot take a turn for the better * at the next hole. £ I heard last week from Ernest Jones, the ? Chislehurst professional, whose right leg was t blown off during an attack in Flaadarg. "I •» find it possible to caffry on quite suooess* * fully," he says. "In fact, one of the scratch *• players at Littlohampton, where recently S * did two rounds under 80 in a Tory heavywind, tells me I play better with a wooden£ leg than when I had two real legs!" * "That, perhaps, is an exaggeration. But I £ almost surprised myself a fortnight ago when * I got round Chislehurst in G6. I was play- £ ing Jack Boas, who was at Parkhusglay be- > fore he went into the Air Service, and 11 didn't let him win a bole. He had just | been discharged from hospital after ■>. bad t time with pneumonia. Still, I felt vojry * excited. By the time I get a leg that is j comfort able I ehall be able to bold my own < in competitions." J Such is the spirit that golf stimulates. Is | there any other game bo adaptable to the £ conditions of the age ? J