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TODAY'S SPORT PARADE Pro Golfers Split Wide On Issue of PGA Prexy

By OSCAR FRALEY United Press Sports Writer | NEW YORK, Nov. 12 (UP)—The professional Golfers Association was split wide open again today by internal dissension which promised plenty of fireworks when the disgruntled divot diggers hold their annual meeting in Chicago next week. The current campaign is an anonymous postcard barrage aimed at deposing President Ed Dudley, and the showdown may outshine last winter's fisticuffs between Dick Metz and promotion director Fred Corcoran. Near Boiling Poin The "ins," or the guys currently running the PGA show, are near the boiling point. They accuse the "outs" of a poison pen" attack and an unjustified smear campaign. When they square off in the Windy City it may provide more than just hot air. The followers of the fairway find it easy to drop the clubhouse veneer of gentility when they are at odds. That's when most of them hark back to their early hardship days and prefer to go at it out behind the caddy house. Just like Metz and Corcoran did. They had a difference and Metz last winter put Corcoran in the hospital with what Freddie called a "sneak punch." The breach has never healed. Reports have it that Metz, Horton Smith and Ben Hogan are heading one faction while the other is led by Dudley, Byron Nelson and the non-voting Corcoran. Smith is being plugged for president against Dudley. Hogan Is Miffed Hogan, it is said, is miffed because Nelson was called back from retirement as one of the big guns in the Ryder Cup matches. Meanwhile, the anonymous postcards, some mailed from El Paso, Tex., and others from New York, are being sent to all PGA members across the country. They describe Dudley as "Old Angus" and demand his defeat. "Many of you know that Dudley has been in office six years and that is even too long for a good man," the cards read. Charge Politics They also describe Dudley as "A president whose name has become one of the synonyms for machine politics." That's a real funny line. They finally got the big Jawja boy down and made him wear shoes but nobody ever heard of the Republicans or Democrats contemplating drafting him to run their national conventions. As a politician, Big Ed would wind up as a voter. "The tournament committee and the Texas PGA wouldn't let Corcoran continue as tournament bureau manager," the cards continue. "So Dudley set him in a soft seat in New York for the PGA." Ousted as Manager Corcoran was ousted as tournament manager after the Metz incident but named PGA promotion director. That was in recognition of the fact that when he started as tournament manager ni 1936 the pros were playing for $80,000 a year in prizes. Corcoran boosted it to $250,000. The "outs" are also disgruntled because: "Many of us failed to have a good table at the President's dinner because the ringside tables where the delegates should have been seated were occupied by outsiders." They didn't say whether they were cut out on the dessert. And winding ti up, the cards asserted boldly: "Five of golf's greats feel a new president is essential." That must mean that are five guys shooting for Dudley's scalp, because every pro in the game sincerely believes that he is the best in the business. But all of them don't fight in the open and it should be interesting when they swap birdies for ballots.

Segura Denies He'll Turn Pro

BUENOS AIRES, Nov. 12 (Up) The reports that Francisco (Pancho) Segura would turn to professional tennis were branded false today by Segura himself. The Ecuadorian ace admitted that he had received offers—one of them for $25,000 for one year's play. But he added that he had rejected all such suggestions.

In South America there are trees known as "cow trees", which, when pierced, yield a rich milky nutritious juice in such abundance as to render it an important article of food.

BARRY NOBLE

By Chuck Verral and Al Plastino | YOU KILLED YOUR PARTNER TO GET CONTROL OF THIS GAMBLING JOINT AND FRAMED ME FOR THE JOB, GILES. | DON'T BE INSANE. I HEARD YOU TALKING TO CROSS, DEMANDING THOSE GAMBLING NOTES OF YOUR NO-GOOD BROTHER... | ...I HEARD CROSS FIGHTING TO GRAB YOUR GUN AND THE GUN GOING OFF. | AND MY GUESS IS, YOU USED THE SHOOTING AS A COVER TO OPEN THAT DOOR A CRACK AND LET CROSS HAVE IT WITH YOUR .45, FIGURING I WAS TOO DAZED TO NOTICE. | AND I WAS DAZED ENOUGH NOT TO WONDER WHY YOU WERE SO EAGER FOR ME TO SIGN THAT CONFESSION AND GIVE ME GET-AWAY MONEY. | I CAN'T LET HER GO TO THE POLICE WITH ALL THIS... I'LL RING FOR RED AND... | Copr. 1947 by Western Feature Syndicate

SMITTY

THE GUMPS

By Gus Edson | I'M A HAPPY MAN... WITH DEAR MILLIE ABSORBED IN HER PAINTING, I CAN PLUNGE WITH RENEWED VIGOR INTO MY MANY BUSINESS ACTIVITIES... | CONGRATULATIONS, BIM, OLD BOY...THERE'S NOTHING TO DISTURB THE PEACE AND QUIET OF-- | BIMBO! THOSE BLASTED GYPSIES ARE BACK!! THEY'RE CAMPING ON THE LAWN! | THE PRODIGAL HAS RETURNED, NO MORE TO ROAM! HY'AH, BIM! | A-ANDY! | 11-12

JUST FICTION

The young man had walked from church with one of the girls of the household, but now Grandpap had cornered him as a listener over on the shady side of the porch. The old man waxed eloquent on the exploits of his own youth, and at last, there came a story that strained plausibility to the breaking point. The youth interrupted. "Grandpa," he said, "is that the honest truth?" Grandpap's eyes twinkled. "Lordy no, son," he chuckled, "that's conversation."

HAROLD TEEN

By Carl Ed | HEY LOVER MAN! WHAT'S TH' RUSH? FOOTBALL PRACTICE IS OVER FOR TH' DAY! | YEAH-I KNOW-BUT I GOTTA GO! | HAVEN'T YOU EVEN TIME FOR A SHORT COKE! | GEE! NOT TODAY, HONEY! PEG IS GOING TO TEACH ME SOME REAL SHAKESPEAREAN ENGLISH-AN' I'M LATE! | SHAKESPEAREAN ENGLISH! WHAT A FOUL TRICK TO GET HAROLD AWAY FROM ME-WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF IT FIRST! | 11-12-47 | Reg. U. S. Pat. Off.: Copyright, 1947, by News Syndicate Co. Inc.

WINNIE WINKLE

By Martin Branner | LOOK, HONEY- I KNOW WHAT HE'S YOUR DAD, BUT AFTER ALL-- | DON'T BLAME ME! I DIDN'T PUT THAT PICTURE OF FATHER UP THERE! | FATHER MUST HAVE BROUGHT THAT OVER AND HUNG IT UP WHILE WE WERE OUT! | I APPRECIATE PA'S GIFT, BUT WHAT THE DEUCE ARE WE GOIN' TO DO WITH IT? | IT'S SIMPLE, DARLING! WE HAVE A BRAND NEW ATTIC WITH NOT ONE SOLITARY THING IN IT! | Reg. U. S. Pat. Off.: Copyright, 1947, by The Chicago Tribune. | 11-12 | Branner

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TOO LATE NOW

Briggs took the ticket the agent gave him, picked up his change and walked away. A few minutes later he was back again at the ticket window. "You gave me the wrong change just now," he said to the clerk. "Sorry," said the agent, with a shrug of his shoulders, "it cannot be rectified now. You should have called my attention to it at the time you bought your ticket." "Well, that's all right, then," said Briggs with a faint smile. "I'm not worrying. You gave me five dollars too much."

BIG MOUTH

A lady visiting her doctor said, "My husband has swallowed a mouse." "Get back to him," said the doctor, and try waving a piece of cheese about in front of his mouth. I'll follow." Five minutes later the doctor reached the house. A man was lying on a settee with his mouth wide open, while a hysterical woman was waving a kipper close to his mouth. "You foolish woman," he cried. "I told you cheese." "I know that," she shrilled, "but I've got to get the cat out first!"

THEY LEARN FAST

Photographer—Now smile and watch the little birdie. Modern Youngster — Oh, drop that "little birdie" stuff. Get out your light meter and make some tests, adjust your lighting properly, and set your lens correctly so that you won't ruin a sensitized plate.

PRACTICAL ANSWER

Examiner — What's the best thing to do when your brakes won't hold? Driver—Hit something cheap.

A STIFF BLOW

This is the season of weather stories. Which brings to mind the mighty winds which range the great open spaces of eastern Oklahoma. Out there the wind blows so hard that the boys often use it to ride to town on. They stand out in the road and hold up their big hats like sails, and the next thing they know the breeze has set them down in front of the courthouse. Sometimes it turns wells inside out and spills water over 17 counties. One day a visitor noticed a log chain hanging from a limb near a lonely cabin. He asked the settler, "When I wake up in the morning I peek through a crack in the cabin and take a look at that chain. If it's a hanging down, everything is all right. But if the chain is astickin' straight out from that there limb, I figure it's too windy for me to work."

CUSHIONED

Jimmy—Mom, baby just fell off the piano! Mother—Oh, was he hurt? Jimmy—No, mom. He fell on the soft pedal.

HOMELY MUG SQUADRON

"What's that ugly insignia on the side of the bomber?" "Sh-h-h-! That's the commanding officer looking out of the port-hole."