A westward (westlin') direction is now followed, for at the Westlin' Wyne we are at the turn or "wyne." When a Scots ploughman, having finished one furrow, starts another, he makes his horses "wyne (pronounced "wine ") or turn about. From that you will gather that in Westlin' Wyne the choice of name is remarkably apt. The green forms the extremity of the course and no apology need he advanced tor the selection of a ploughman's phrase, golf being the game it is. It has been the experience of generations of golfers to "plough the fields and scatter "the good turf" o'er the land," although we may be pardoned for emphasising the reminder, "Please replace" Hut thinking of the Westlin' Wyne in terms ot poetry recalls Burns' beautiful song " a' the airts the wind can blaw" ami the verse:

blaw ye Kestlin winds blaw salt Amang the leafy trees,

Wi' balmy gale, frae hill and dale

Bring hame the laden bees, An' bring the lassie back to me

That's aye sac neat and clean, Ac blink o" her wad banish care

Sae lovely is my Jean.

The Westlin' Wyne thus presents itself as a name singularly suitable to this charming golfing expanse.