20 AUGUST 1932, Page 14


[To the Editor of the SPECTATOR.] SIR,—There must be a very great number of people outside of golfing circles who have learned with deep regret of the death of Mr. Horace Hutchinson. Indeed, the present generation of golfers could only have known him as a legendary figure, as persistent ill-health compelled his giving up the game some years ago ; but thirty years since, contemporary golfing history was eloquent as to his great skill as a player. Also, there are very many who will remember him as a charming writer on other subjects than his favourite game, writing that im- pressed the reader by its delicacy of thought, honesty of pur- pose, and a simple expression of idealism that revealed the soul of the man. It could only have been written by one who believed in the goodness of all things and the all-wise Provi- dence of the Creator. Such a man was bound to draw toward him a host of friends and Horace Hutchinson was well favoured. They and those others who delight to honour the simple things of this world as something worth having and striving after, will remember Horatio Gordon Hutchinson as someone who throughout his life, and by his manner of living, endeavoured to give it a real sense of reality and vital meaning.—I am, Sir, &e., J. II. TAYLOR. Royal Mid Surrey Golf Club, Richmond.

[We count ourselves among those who have reason to remember Mr. Hutchinson's " charming writing," for he was in the past a frequent contributor to our columns on subjects of Natural History.—En. Spectator.]