It took nine tailors (1948)

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170 IT TOOK NINE TAILORS makes a date to plav golf with Carmichael unless he is on a long layoff. Clark Gable's handicap is nine. He is strictly the muscular type of golfer. Once Clark was my partner in a golf game, and we reached the eighteenth hole all even with our opponents. Clark hit a drive 265 yards down the middle; then he hit a niblick shot to the green. All he had left was a 15-foot putt; so, with biceps bulging he stepped up to the ball, knocked it 20 feet past the cup, and lost the hole for us. The fellow is obsessed with the idea that golf is a test of strength! For many years the grand old man of golf in Hollywood has been Joseph Cawthorne, famous musical-comedy star who appeared in the original cast of Victor Herbert's The Fortune Teller. Cawthorne has given up the sport in recent years but he used to play regularly, equipped with a collection of mechanical devices and contraptions that he had invented to simplify the game. In order not to have to stoop over and pick up the ball after he had putted out he had a special suction cup fastened on the end of his putter with which he retrieved it. And he had another gadget that eliminated bending over to tee up. This was a magnet attached by a string to an old-fashioned cone-shaped tee. He used to drop the tee to the ground and shove it around with his driver until he had it in place. Then, with his special putter he lowered the ball onto the tee. After these preliminaries he was ready to go, and he would take his driver and sock the ball. At that point all that remained was to retrieve his tee, which he did easily by means of the magnet to which it was attached. The first time I ever played with Joe was after we had worked together in a picture called The Human Side. We made a date to meet at Lakeside. I arrived early and went out to play three or four warm-up holes. I teed up the ball and took a crack at it— a very mediocre shot that sounded just as though I had hit a felt hat with a wet cigar. 'Tm a little rusty," I explained to the caddie as we started after my ball.