LONDON GOSSIP

Dominion, Volume 24, Issue 52, 25 November 1930, Page 7

LONDON GOSSIP

Ceremonial Golf Shot STORIES ABOUT ROYALTY

(By

Nellie M. Scanlan.)

Dominion Special Service. London, October 10. When the Duke of York played himself in as captain of the Koyai and Ancient Golf Club at St. Andrews, he had to be np very early. This time-honoured ceremony takes place before breakfast, or, to be exact, at 8 a.m. And breakfast follows it. It bad rained all night, but the dawn was clear. Over five thousand people stood round, a terrifying gallery for a nervous man to play such a ceremonial shot. The caddies paid the Duke the compliment of waiting for his ball beyond the roadway, and were rewarded for their optimism. Old Andrew Kirealdy, the veteran professional of St. Andrews, teed up a high ball. The Duke took a club, then changed it for a steel-shafted driver, rolled up his sleeves, and hit a beautiful drive straight down the fairway. The ball flew low and carried the roadway, and came to rest 200 yards away. It was the finest playing-in tee shot for many years. Eight years ago the Prince of Wales was played in as captain when his ball merely trickled off the tee. As the Duke’s ball came to rest, there was a scramble among the caddies for it, which had all the vigour of a Rugby scrum, and the winner was accorded the usual golden sovereign, and shook hands with the Duke. Then the old gun boomed out the announcement that another captain had played himself into office, and the game began. , Unpleasant Newspaper Articles. England is very indignant about an article in very bad taste which has just appeared in New York, supplied by a woman of title who has been hotel proprietress, rabbit breeder, shopkeeper and many other things. It states that the Prince gave his solemn pledge to the Duke and Duchess that if the baby was not a boy he would get married within the year. It also contains, I believe, some rather unpleasant things. But American papers will pay a big price for such news. Another recent attempt to commercialise the Royal Family was a proposal to write the biography of Princess Elizabeth. I don’t know if this has been stopped, but there was an indignant outcry about all the manufactured rubbish that appears about the little Princess, most of which is purely imaginative. Cost of a "Beauty” Face. This is the cost of a modern beautiful face: Massage and mud pack, three guineas; and good permanent wave, five guineas; that plucking of the eyebrows •with a pair of glittering tweezers, one guinea. Then comes the tinting, the cream and roses, the violet shadows that make eyes like forest pools—another guinea. Now he starts on her lips, the tiny scarlet pencil that curves the Cupid’s bow, half a guinea. My lady emerges after about three hours unrecognisable in her new beauty, at a total cost of about ten guineas. Experts now agree that each kiss does half a guinea’s damage to that work of art—her face. Dog and Horse Doping. The doping of racing dogs has filled the air, and he with inside information has been telling stable secrets. It is not drugs that do the damage. Just a change of diet, and your hound may vary his pace enough to win or lose half a fortune. A long fast or a fat meal will make as much difference to his pace as a shot of drugs. Now a trainer has been warned oft the racecourse, because a horse from his stable which won a race was proved to have been drugged. But who drugged the horse? The racing stewards assume that the trainer was responsible. Friends of the trainer have implicit faith in his integrity, and have offered £5OO reward for evidence of who did the drugging. And now Scotland Yard is taking a hand in the mystery. Peddler Gambler. Dog racing has opened the door for betting among the poorer people. Recently a tipster, who went from door to door in Liverpool, selling brushes and household odds and ends to women, was found to.be earning £2O a week from selling them tips on the dogs. His brushes were just a side-line, and gave him entry, and also prevented suspicion growing around his frequent visits. He found they could not resist the chance of a small gamble—tjiat alluring something for nothing. Cure for Heart Disease. Now doctors have a new tale to fell. Heart disease causes more deaths than anything else. Yet the cure seems easy, anil not unpleasant. Don’t work too hard, avoid drinking water, or too much wa'er. That will cheer quite a lot of people. Eat sugar. The heart is all muscles, mid sugar is the best food for it. Recently we have heard a lot about the stimulating effect of sugar. I often see tired women eat a few lumps of loaf sugar and declare they feel better. What could be simpler?