Icemen

Georgia's fatted calf is dead. They killed it for Bobby Jones. By virtue of one startling shot from the deep grass on the 18th hole at Inwood, Jones won, in addition to the open golf championship, one of the greatest " feasts of honor" ever heaped on a Georgia table and a resolution of appreciation from the Georgia legislature. Only was there an echo from Alaska missing. Possibly the sight of Hurricane Gulch, Alaska, persuaded Mr. Harding that bunkers are trivial affairs after all. "But," protest the politicians, " he should respect the golfing voters. There are only 54,000 voters in Alaska--mostly icemen! " " Yes," replies the poor golfer struggling wearily around a crowded Sunday course, " there are a million golfing voters in the States-- mostly icemen."