Auld Scotia's sangs ! Auld Scotia's sangs ! - the strains o' youth and yore ! - O lilt to me, and I will list - will list them o'er and o'er; Though mak' me wae, or mak' me wud, or changefu' as a child, Yet lilt to me, and I will list. - the native wood notes wild !

They mak' me present wi' the past - they bring up, fresh and fair, The Bonnie Broom o' Cowden Knowes, the Bush abune

Traquair, The Dowie Dens o' Yarrow, or the Birks o' Invermay, Or Catrine's green and yellow woods in autumn's dwining day !

They bring me back the holms and howes whar siller burnies shine, The Lea-rig whar the gowans glint we pu'd in Auld Lang

Syne; And, mair than a', the Trystin' Thorn that blossom'd down the vale, Whar gloamin' breathed sae sweetly - but far sweeter luve's fond tale !

And who will dare say that in the lighter humorous songs, old and new, the pawky drollery of the Scot fails to awaken a response of happy laughter - even from those to whom many of the phrases are almost unintelligible until they are explained ? And as it is of the songs, so it is of the place names, and so also it is of the names that have been chosen to define the attractiveness and variety of golf at Gleneagles. They are racy of the soil. They are graphic in their illuminative value, as a brief and pleasant study will assuredly prove.

A glance at the plan of the two courses makes abundantly plain how each is separated from tin other by the Heuch o' Dule, or in plain English, the valley that forms the boundary.

Heuch "stands tor a little valley with steep braes overhanging it, in fact, it may be held to signify "a sheltering place," as indicated in Hamilton's ballad:

Cauld blaws the wind frae north to south

And drift is driving sairly;

The sheep are cowering in the heuch sirs, 'tis winter fairly;

Then up in the mornin's no' for me

Up in the morning early;

I'd rather gae supperless to my bed

Than rise in the morning early.

The term "Dule" has a threefold meaning, and curiously each variant is applicable in the present instance. In one sense it stands tor "sorrow" or "grief," and should you, while playing, land your ball at any stage in the Heuch o' Dule you may be courting sorrow, and will almost assuredly come to grief. Hut "Dule" also stands as the old Scots term for a boundary line, and if you respect it in that sense and keep to the right side of it then happiness will not be denied you. Thirdly and lastly, it may be said that "Dule" at one time denoted the special boundary of fields of flax. When ground was let for flax sowing, a small portion of grain was thrown in to mark the limits on either side, sometimes a stake was put in, or a few stones, and to any of these the name "Dule" was given. It is an interesting fact that over a century age flax was mown, gathered, washed, and dressed in and around the Heuch o' Dule here. To-day it is but a miniature of a wild Highland glen. In the use of the Scots words, the prosaic has been avoided, and a touch of romantic poesy associated with this rough moorland of heather and bracken and tangled undergrowth that lends so tine a contrast to the plea-ant undulations of the golfing fairways and the velvety smoothness of the fine turfed greens. You will also note on the plan The Cairn Rig, The Muckle Rig, and The Little Rig These scarcely call for explanation. Rig is simply " ridge.

Braid on his brawest

And is denned in each case. One has the quaint old Scots cairn at its highest point. "Muckle" as applied to another of the rigs indicates its size. Mons Meg, the old obsolete cannon at Edinburgh Castle, was known as Muckle Mou'ed Meg - the cannon with the big mouth - and there is a popular Scots proverb, "Mony a little mak's a muckle," which in the essence is a suggestive reminder that small savings may make the proportions of one's bank balance bigger and more comforting to contemplate. Then we have Drumsichty from "Drum" a hill, and " Sichty," a position commanding a good view. Nor may we omit from mention the Dougal Cratur bunker, and the Auld Nick bunker at the Auld Nick Brae. The former is christened after Rob Roy's faithful Highland henchman, who, it may be remembered, had "a taking way" with him, while the latter is named after the Devil himself: -

Auld Nick sat glowerin' at the fire, The coulter in his lap, Says he, "A' thing that comes to me Is corn for my crap."

Which means, to put it in another way, that the Devil according to that verse, sits staring at the fire with the poker across his knees and declares, in effect, that all is fish that comes into his net. So beware of the Auld Nick bunker when you see it.

Further study o f the plan leads to the discovery of the Pass o' Pinkie the little pass.

Pinkie "is anything small and is used in a general sense as in there's a wee pinkie hole in that stocking," or in a particular sense as "your pinkie," the little tinner on either hand. Northward from the Pass o' Pinkie lies Loch - an - Kerie the little loch of mystery or eeriness and loneliness. Scots speak of a churchyard as being eerie. A dark wood or a lone glen may also he eerie, and the sound of the wind at night may he eerie to timid folk. In "My Ain Kind Darie "Burns says: -

In mirkest glen, at midnight hour,

I'd rove and ne'er he ceire. O, It through that glen I gaed to thee,

My ain kind dearie .

The term suggests that the witches are abroad and like the gobblins may "catch you it' you don't watch out ! "Loch-an-Kerie lies adjacent to the hole on the Queen's Course known as The Witches' Bowster. The Lanely Dell, haunt ot the roe deer and the mountain hare both still trequent the no If course recalls a verse in the old sonir, "The Scotch Blue Bell ":

I lo'e thee weel, thou Scotch Blue Bell,

I hail thee floweret fair; Whether thou bloom'st in lonely dell,

Or wavest 'mid mountain air.

Other features such as The W'eet Moss or wet moras; The Laich Loch orlow-lying loch; The Hielan' Line or Highland Line; The Cairn Moss or morass near the Cairn; The Black Water that has as its complement The White Water - the home of wild duck and other water fowl - and The Deep Sea that is almost cheek hy jowl with The Devil's Dip, are all happily named, and The Deuk Dubs or the duck pond is surely as characteristic a title as could be wished by those who "like their Scotch neat." The ducks in this instance, by the way, are wild swans. They were not imported. They have of their own accord founded a colony at Gleneagles, and their preference for the exclusive environment of the golf course suggests an almost human instinct, sound judgment and commendable taste.

Wild ducks at the white water

Having concluded a general survey of the land, you may now turn to the plan again and take the holes seriatim. The first on the King's Course is Dun Whinny.