. The birds of Iona & Mull . alsestep. Happily the twinkling light from the window of KinlochInn was now glimmering through the darkness and storm acrossthe head of Loch Sciidain, and after a vigorous push for about a 200 THE BIRDS OF IONA AND MULL. mile, crossing a narrow footbridge formed of two planks (which I hadto do on all fours), and fording another bad torrent, I at length ranmy nose up against the gable of the house, and, after groping alongto reach the door, I next found myself steaming before a huge fireof blazing peats roaring up the chimney, which quickly dried theIona tartans, an
. The birds of Iona & Mull . alsestep. Happily the twinkling light from the window of KinlochInn was now glimmering through the darkness and storm acrossthe head of Loch Sciidain, and after a vigorous push for about a 200 THE BIRDS OF IONA AND MULL. mile, crossing a narrow footbridge formed of two planks (which I hadto do on all fours), and fording another bad torrent, I at length ranmy nose up against the gable of the house, and, after groping alongto reach the door, I next found myself steaming before a huge fireof blazing peats roaring up the chimney, which quickly dried theIona tartans, and made the outward man all that was comfortable,while broiled herrings, potatoes, and tea did for the inner ; and thenwitli a hot tumbler, a pipe, and feet on the mantelpiece, Doranand I listened as the casement rattled, the chimney rumbled, andthe storm battered against the gable of the little rattle-trap shantyof an inn, feeling thankful that we were housed on such a nightas one would not wish ones enemys dog to be out
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