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Otago Daily Times, Issue 21646, 17 May 1932, Page 7

BUNKERS FOR THE COLONEL ‘•'The colonel ’as always ’ad an inferiority reflex about the bunker at the eighth ’ole,” confided Jimmy, our frecklefaced caddie. “’K never missed it for about fifteen rounds. You orta seen ’im when ’e got bunkered! ’E would bring up his whole battery of words —which little boys should see and not ’ear—an’ dig into the hole with his clubs like a navvy. You bet I got a surprise last Saturday when he gets into the short 'ole bunker as usual, an’ then he changes ’is ’ole tactics. He puts ’is clubs on the ground, feels in ’is pocket for ’is pipe, and ’auls out a packet of Luxury Tobacco. Then, when Vs lit up and the pipe goin’ grand, ’e says in a quiet, restrained voice, ‘ Some smoke, Luxury,’ picks up his mashic, waggles his elbows, and smacks the ball up an’ under as clean as a whistle.” The colonel won’t go on the links now without his pipe and Luxury. “ It’s only Is 7d a 2oz packet,’ he told the champion club slicer: ‘ why don’t you try it? ’ ” Obtainable S. Jacobs, Jacobs’s Corner.— Advt.