8 USGA JOURNAL:FEBRUARY,1950 MreMcLemore's Museum By HENRY McLEMORE The United States Golf Association never had to pay a . The National is going to purchase a building for its Geographic Society always provided Museum in New York City, and I'll bet him with an archaeologist to carry his my best repainted ball that it is the bag, because it was a, rare round on intention of the Association to fill it which Mr. Pegler didn't unearth bowls, with sticks, balls, bags and score cards skulls, pottery and the like of a lost of the great players of the game. civilization. r can see the place now, even though Another item r would like to see in the building has yet to be purchased. the Museum is the golfing vocabulary ' famous putter "Calamity of Adolphe Menjou. Brilliant as his Jane" will be in a glass case, along with clothes are, they are drab things com- the Atlantan's famed tournament con- pared to his language when Qne of his centration. drives carries but 135 yards instead of There'll be Harry Vardon's cap and the intended 136. mustache cup, 's spec- Oliver Hardy's putting stance should tacles and accent, the shoes Sam hang somewhere in the Museum. All Snead wore when he broke away from 400 pounds of it. So should George the hills of West Virginia, Lawson Murphy's look when he is about to make Little's napkin ring and the knickers a brassie shot. r saw Mr. Murphy in was wearing when he "Battleground" the other night, and he scored his famed double-eagle at was not nearly so grim as when faced Augusta. with a close lie on the fairway. Far be it from me (well, not too far) I could name a hundred items which to disagree with the USGA, but things should occupy prominent places in the like those mentioned above are not Museum: Pete Jones' smile when he what should be placed in the Museum. sinks a long, three-inch, curling putt; The mighty players are not the ones Fontaine Fox's whinny, which he uses who made golf the great sport it is or only at the top of an opponent's back- who keep it flourishing today. The back. swing; and Frank Willard's sea chest bone of golf is the celebrated duffer- of excuses when he shoots a 78 after get- the fellow who prays at night that some- ting a IS-stroke handicap. day he will break 100 or 90 and whose r trust. the USGA won't go ahead with- form is a cross between an epileptic fit out something of the duffer in that and chopping wood. museum. Reprinted by courtesy of McNaught Syndicate. r wish the USGA would let me select Inc. Permisswn for further reprinting must be the things to go into the Musum. ?btamed from McNaught Syndicate, Inc. My first choice would be a picture, GOLF life size, of Westbrook Pegler in ac- Golf is a science, the study of a lifetime, in tion on a golf course. Just where on a which you may exhaust yourself but never your subject. It is a contest, a duel or a melee, golf course wouldn't matter; it could calling for courage, skill, strategy and self.control. be on a tee, on a fairway or in a trap. It is a test of temper, a trial of honor, are. r haven't seen Mr. Pegler play for quite vealer of character. It affords a chance to play a few years, but the memory of his the man, and act the gentleman. It means going into God's out-of-doors, getting close to nature, technique is as vivid as if it had been fresh air, exercise, a sweeping away of mental etched on my mind with a crowbar. cobwebs, genuine recreation of tired tissues. The picture of him hard at work in It is a cure for care, an antidote for worry. a trap will remain with me long after It includes companionship with friends, social the picture of all the great golfers I intercourse, opportunities for courtesy, kindli. ness and generosity to an opponent. It promote. have seen has faded away. Mr. Pegler, not only physical health but moral force. as you know, is the only golfer who D. R. FORGAN