Dun "in Scots is derived from the Celtic term for a hill. We find it linked in such place names as Dunblane, Dunkeld and Dundee. And in the vicinity of Gleneagles, as everybody knows, there is Dunsinane made classic by Shakespeare who puts in the mouth of Macbeth: - •

I will not be afraid of death and bane, Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane.

Thus there is singular appropriateness in the- naming of Dun Whinny, the hill of golden gorsc, for the Scottish folk have the word "whin" si tin i t \ ing gorse. There is a natural amphitheatre at Dun Whinny with galleries of gold and green in rich prolusion of blossom that "takes the eye with beauty."And within a step or two is tin- Auld Kirk Road, favoured locally as a Lovers' Walk, and recalling a verse of tin- old ballad: -

The lassie braw at gloamin' fa'

Trysts her Jo at Whinny Dun, And cleek't close, their sacred troths,

Are pledged aneath the setting sun.

A verse this that a waggish gowffer has not been slow to parody and extend in this style: - -

Hut gowffers guid o love are rid,

Ither eleeks to them are hinny, It's worth the lot the second shot.

That lands the ba' on grand Dun Whinny.

Hut we may not all wish to treat the love interest in so light and cavalier a fashion. If so we may find iti Scottish minstrelsy a lover singing to his lass: -

I'll lo'e thee while the lint it- sings I lis sang o' love on whinny brae.

Hut it is the song of the lark, rather than the linnet, that charms the goiter at Dun Whinny, and in Spring and early Summer especially, the prospect here, looking towards the iowden Knowes on which the whin and broom are massed m glorious colour, is as fine as can be seen anywhere.