Now for the 14th - the "Bin" - we get another iron shot on to a hill, the hither side of which is pure, fine sand. This is one of the best greens on the course, and altogether a nice short hole. On the far side of the green there rises to the height of 40 feet a line rocky cliff, smothered in moss and fern, and growing ash, blackthorn, primroses, and wild hyacinth in a profusion of prismatic colours so gorgeous as to make the golfer with artistic instincts pause and catch his breath with wonder and delight. For is it not better to attribute his pause to his artistic instincts than to a very commonplace desire to regain his wind after climbing knee-deep through the sandy tract which lies between the tee and the green? This hole counts 3.

The 15th hole - "Matterhorn" - is 240 yards, and is an easy 4.

The "Alders" is next, and measures 380 yards; the green is on falling ground, and the direction crosses the fourth hole at right angles. It is a fine hole, however, and the green is guarded by the river. It is a 5 hole.

The 17th, which we have now reached, is a good hole, long and sporting; the "River" is its designation, and the river has to be crossed from the tee and continually avoided on the left during the 430 yards we have to traverse before reaching the green. This river is one of the features of the course, and the golfer who completes 17 holes without his ball having sought its depths is lucky. It is a good 5 hole.

The "Home" hole measures 260 yards, and brings us to the hotel entrance gate. It is a 4, and our score home reads 36, and our total for the round 71. This no doubt is an excellent score, a very rare one on any course, but yet by no means an impossible one for Portsalon, and one which Herd or Sayers, or Mr. Hilton might readily make on an occasion, and yet be 80 or 85 next time of trying. George Pulford, of Hoylake, holds the record of the course at 76, and he is the only one of the professionals in the first flight who has ever played there.

Naturally there are several other capital greens in Ireland, both seaside and inland; the best of the latter being the habitat of the Malone Golf Club, Belfast, and of the former, those at Buncrana, Dublin, and Lahinch; also a fine course at Carnalea, the home of the Royal Belfast Golf Club - 9 holes only, but the mother club of golf in Ireland must not be overlooked! None of these courses, however, either in point of perfect suitability for the game or of grandeur of scenery - except, perhaps the charming links of the North-West Club at Buncrana - can compare with the three famous greens which loyal Ulster grapples to her soul with hooks of steel, at the same time always holding forth to players from whatever country they hail, who come to visit them, the open hand of fellowship, and greeting them with a cead mille failthe,