. The land of heather . hadbeen brought up to think was its due. Her previousintuitions were that a minister had something of thedivine about him, and that there was a gulf fixedbetween him and ordinary folk. But of these sixyoung men only one was at all consecrated to hiswork. With the others it was just a trade. Theypreached for a living, and she was afraid that was thecase with nearly all ministers. She thought, too, thatmany of them did not thoroughly believe, or, at least,had little care one way or the other, about the doctrinewhich they preached. These six ministers who hadbeen in her ho
. The land of heather . hadbeen brought up to think was its due. Her previousintuitions were that a minister had something of thedivine about him, and that there was a gulf fixedbetween him and ordinary folk. But of these sixyoung men only one was at all consecrated to hiswork. With the others it was just a trade. Theypreached for a living, and she was afraid that was thecase with nearly all ministers. She thought, too, thatmany of them did not thoroughly believe, or, at least,had little care one way or the other, about the doctrinewhich they preached. These six ministers who hadbeen in her home were simply fun-loving young men,very human in their likes and dislikes, their faults andfoibles; and, except for one, if they had happened totake up some other calHng, it would have been all thesame to them. I was not a little regretful when the time came toleave my Stranraer hotel, yet the pleasantest memoryis of the parting. I had a long railroad journey beforeme, and at the last moment it occurred to the landlady. Woodland Hyacinths A Glimpse of Galloway 255 and her daughter that I ought to take along a they hastened to put up, and they would takeno pay, but bestowed it on me and saw me startedaway with as much apparent solicitude as if I hadbeen a near relative. My last sight of the land of heather was from alittle place called Gilsland, eighteen miles east of Car-lisle. From the Gilsland railway station I tramped offover the hills in search of a portion of the old Romanwall said to be in existence there — the wall that wasbuilt across the north of England to keep out theScots and Picts. I found what I sought on a grazingupland where the peaceful sheep were feeding, as ifthe scene had always been pastorally quiet and itsancient martial aspect a fable. But the appearance ofScotland was everywhere different in the days of theRomans. There was little cultivated land and smoothpasturage. On the hills were vast forests of giantoaks, and the swampy valleys were o
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