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in the precious wines of champagne any deficit in the 

 supply, 



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From the hillside you look down on links perfectly 

 patterned out below you. The view is like an aeroplane 

 view in which all the underlying country seems to consist 

 of almost Euclidian diagrams and figures. If you were 

 walking on the plain you would feel that the links were 

 unduly crowded with folk, up here the figures of the 

 players, &quot; scarce so gross as beetles,&quot; are hardly noticed : 

 they are very small and few in the wide and varied space. 

 Down on the links you have no view of the sea at all : 

 it is quite cut off by the mounded dunes and the coarse 

 marram grass that with grey sea holly and the unexpected 

 aid of spurge, just succeeds in holding the loose white 

 sand in place. Perhaps even the plenty of thyme and 

 geranium is scarcely noticed by many of the &quot; engrooved 

 golfers &quot; who are attempting to &quot; annihilate &quot; their 

 opponents by &quot; green thoughts &quot; of more effectual fer 

 vency. Yet &quot; the happy golfer &quot; must assuredly gain by 

 appreciating his arena, his sandy course, in its larger 

 aspect ; for the place is of singular beauty and peculiar 

 charm. 



Now some of these special attractions do not appear 

 till September. At the moment the first of those fine, 

 gentle mists that announce autumn has levelled the sea 

 and the links, both. The fine lines of breakers look 

 hardly less static than the rounded pebbles of the shore, 

 and the blue and hazy bay disappears into the blue and 

 hazy sky, so that you may not tell where one begins and 

 the other ends. Both sun and moon (almost for the first 

 time this summer) have laid their pathway of light across 

 the water ; and it has looked like a Jacob s ladder, not 



