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roofed cottages, with interspaces of garden and 

 green brae-side, from end to end of which one 

 can walk easily in a minute or two. 



It is one of the peculiarities of a holiday 

 that all the days at first seem singularly pro- 

 tracted; not, of course, by a sense of weari- 

 ness, but by a change of circumstance, and the 

 fulness of enjoyment. Days are mere arbitrary 

 divisions, and Time is a figment 



We live in deeds, not years ; in thoughts, not breaths ; 

 In feelings, not in figures on a dial. 



And so it seemed to me, floating aimlessly on 

 the tide, as if weeks intervened between the 

 present and my long journey from England. 

 That journey is, indeed, a long one most people 

 regard it as a serious drawback against the 

 advantages of Scotland yet it may be taken as 

 a pleasure. By the courteous arrangement of 

 the railway company we have two or three 

 compartments placed at our service, and pass, 

 without intrusion, and without change either of 



