Spirit of the links

So THE SPIRIT OF THE LINKS
of doorkeeper to an Episcopalian church, and held
the plate. Douglas Gourlay, the famous ballmaker,
one day put a ball into the plate by way of joke,
guessing what would happen. He was right,
M`Kellar's golfing cupidity was too much for him.
His eyes glistened, and in an instant the ball was
transferred to his pocket. Poor old M`Kellar !
Weak enough he may have been, but he did love
his game as absolutely nothing else in life, which
for him ended nearly a century since.
It is an ancient game; but let no man think yet
that we have realised a fair part of the curious
situations that may arise on the links when the
golfer hits a ball, or that we have a full appreciation
of the possibilities of their complexity. Very quaint
are some of the difficulties that twice a year are
presented to the Rules of Golf Committee sitting at
St. Andrews for the special purpose of discovering
solutions thereto.
From far Manawatu once there came a plaintive
cry for help. These New Zealand golfers confessed
that in all the holes on their greens there is an iron
box with a small flag on the top to mark the holes.
In an inter-club match the caddie of one of the
players before leaving the green, when replacing
the box, put it into the hole, flag downwards, ex-
posing a sharp point on the top. One of the next
two players, when approaching to that hole, landed
his ball on the top of the box in the hole, and it
remained there. Then the arguments began, and