. The land of heather . uld be rainy, and her husband had thought itwould be fair — he could see well enough now thatshe knew best! Perhaps next time he would take herword when she told him things would be thus and so ]But it was just like a man to think he knew all therewas to know! When I looked out next morning the clouds stillhung low and threatening, but the rain had ceased, and The Isle of Mull 185 I early prepared to go out to the steamer that wouldtake me away. A brisk wind blew, and the waves werecrested with whitecaps, and dashed into high-leapingspray along the rocky shore. The rowb
. The land of heather . uld be rainy, and her husband had thought itwould be fair — he could see well enough now thatshe knew best! Perhaps next time he would take herword when she told him things would be thus and so ]But it was just like a man to think he knew all therewas to know! When I looked out next morning the clouds stillhung low and threatening, but the rain had ceased, and The Isle of Mull 185 I early prepared to go out to the steamer that wouldtake me away. A brisk wind blew, and the waves werecrested with whitecaps, and dashed into high-leapingspray along the rocky shore. The rowboat careenedand bounded finely when it got beyond the cover ofthe pier, but the embarking was safely accomplished,and the spice of adventure which it furnished was notby any means the least agreeable feature of the dayspent on this far-away Scotch island. li-/ ^ %*~^ • , ^ a^ * . 1 % ^A ^M m^ %:--j^^ ^^^^^^^^ l^w^^^ ^^^^^^^ W ^s ^s ^^^^g ^J ^^^fe ^^B ^^^^M^B m. ^m ^Qi _rfi«Si-^ An Old Farmhouse THE CROFTERS OF SKYE. A Fire on the Floor I WAS not re-turning toOban. Onthe contrary I hadtaken a steamerbound northwardfor the Isle ofSkye. The dis-tance was onlyseventy-five milesin a direct line,yet our irregularcruising made it anall-days zigzaggedback and forthinterminably be-tween the islandsand the mainland,and stopped atevery tiniest sea- i86 The Crofters of Skye 187 side village. At the larger places we entered a harborand tied to a pier, but oftenest we simply slowed upin the offing and were met by a rowboat. Every oneon board watched the transfer of passengers from thepanting, slow-heaving steamer to the wave-tossedsmaller craft with keen interest. No mishaps occurred,yet there was always a decided flavor of excitement anddanger. Many ducks were afloat on the billows in groupshere and there, but at our approach would make hastydives from sight. Multitudes of gulls, too, were bob-bing on the waves, and other multitudes were sittingon the low rocks at the waters
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