. The land of heather . nlybeen dug out a day or two, and looked like oblongsof stiff black mud. They were as full of water asa sponge, and would lie spread on the heath for amonth before they would be sufficiently dry to becarted to the farmhouses. My days journey came to an end when, in the lateafternoon, I reached a village named Amulree. Itsmost conspicuous building was a small church crown-ing a bare knoll and having round about a tiny church-yard crowded with graves. From here I could see alonely treeless schoolhouse a quarter of a mile out onthe moor where two roads met. The rest of the
. The land of heather . nlybeen dug out a day or two, and looked like oblongsof stiff black mud. They were as full of water asa sponge, and would lie spread on the heath for amonth before they would be sufficiently dry to becarted to the farmhouses. My days journey came to an end when, in the lateafternoon, I reached a village named Amulree. Itsmost conspicuous building was a small church crown-ing a bare knoll and having round about a tiny church-yard crowded with graves. From here I could see alonely treeless schoolhouse a quarter of a mile out onthe moor where two roads met. The rest of the vil-lage consisted of a small hotel and half a dozen housesreposing in a valley where an old stone bridge spanneda little river. It seemed about as much lost to theworld as it well could be; yet the hotel had manyvisitors in summer, attracted by the fishing that wasto be had in the stream. Just then the only fisher-men lodgers were four cigarette-smoking young menwith very high white collars, and other things to An Excursion 97 I did not think the fish would suffer much at theirhands. On the borders of Amulree I visited one of therude, thatched farmhouses that were common in theregion, and which was of especial interest because itwas a typical, old-fashioned cotters house. As Ientered the yard two dogs hanging about the door-way barked at me menacingly; but an old womancame out and quieted them, and when I mentionedthat I was from America, she invited me in, onlywould I wait outside until she could redd up thehoose ? Near the doorway was a tub turned bottom upward,and on that I sat down and looked about. The viewwas not very inspiring, for it was mainly comprised ina rough, sloping yard, and a group of dismal littlestone sheds. Several of the sheds were roofless andhalf fallen, and the farm tools got along in cornersand under the shreds of roof still left, as best theycould. The house was soon made presentable, and Iwent in. It was a long, low building with three rooms
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