Whipple led off with a long shot that went soaring up against the blue and then settled down as gently as a bird just a few yards in front of High Bunker.

He had reversed his play of the last hole, and was now relying on his approach shot for position.

West played a rather short drive off an iron which left his ball midway between the two bunkers.

Whipple's next stroke took him neatly out of danger and on to the putting green, but West had fared not so well.
There was a great deal of noise from the younger boys who were looking on, much discussion of the methods of play, and much loud boasting of what some one else would have done under existing circumstances.

West glanced up once and glared at one offending junior, and an admonitory "_Hush!_" was heard.