The King's Hame hardly calls for interpretation. It is the home green on this, the King's Course. "East, west, hame's best," and the tradition we all treasure, if we have been born under a lucky star - and come in at the end of a round as winner s - is that there's no place like it. It is indeed the King o' Greens, and you may well be tempted when you come to the "nineteenth hole "to pledge a toast in gallant style to "The King's Hame, gentlemen ! Here's to the fine memories it holds for us all." And if you wish for a verse to couple with that toast what verse could be finer than SirWalter Scott's favourite,which,inTheFortunesof Nigel, sums up the longing of a Scottish exile for his native land ? -

It's hame, and it's hame, and it's hame we fain would be, Though the cloud is in the lift and the wind is on the lea, For the sun through the mirk blinks blythe on mine e'e, Says " I'll shine on ye yet in your ain countrie !

You may care to think, however, of that verse in the other old ballad -

Hame cam' our gudeman at e'en, And hame cam' he, And there he saw a feather cap, Whaur nae cap sud be.

Obviously at Gleneagles the feather is for your cap if you can win and wear it at the King's Hame.

TAYLOR WITH THE SPANISH CHAMPION. ANGEL DE LA TORRE, AT GLENEAGLES, 1920

So much for the names on the King's Course.

When you come to the names on the Queen's Course you find that they also are linked to romance in a line of happy significance. Many of them are in themselves an indication of the daintiness of this the smaller of the two courses. All are happily chosen in relation to the claim and interest of their varied surroundings. What could he better, for instance, than the opening choice: