ON THE COAST OF AERAN 



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run for perhaps half a mile along the Bay, with 

 a broad green sward in front of them. At one 

 point behind this line a few cottages huddle 

 snugly together, with a smithy and some rural 

 workshops among them, and make a cheerful 



kind of hamlet on the edge of the green country. 

 Beyond this a lane, shaded by tall trees and 

 having a burn on each side, makes towards the 

 hills. On the pier there is always a little stir, 

 steamers touch frequently, and there is a good 

 deal of boating. The bare-legged lads of the 



