The Road to Dumbiedykes 



to say, to those who know the nature 

 and habit of the bluegrass, it did not 

 stand long upon the order of its com- 

 ing. Aided and abetted during the 

 drouthy summer months by its old 

 friend and ever-faithful ally in such 

 work, white clover, so dear to our good 

 friends the busy honey bees, the occupa- 

 tion of the land which the cereals had so 

 recently surrendered was quickly and 

 successfully accomplished. And pre- 

 sently there was naught but beautiful 

 green turf as far as the eye could reach. 

 The bluegrass loves best the open 

 sun. Still it is quick to take advantage 

 of any opening afforded in our western 

 woodlands, and if you are specially 

 interested in seeing it at its best — or 

 worst, just according as you are judg- 

 ing it from the standpoint of an 

 agronomist or that of a golfer — and 

 chance to be within Midlothian's gates, 

 come with me to the edge of the grove 

 just under the brow of the hill in front 

 of the third teeing ground, almost any 



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