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Glasgow revisited, in imagination only, alas

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“I beg a truce to your terrors in the present case, Andrew, and I wish to
know whether you can direct me the nearest way to a town in your country
of Scotland, called Glasgow?”

“A town ca’d Glasgow!” echoed Andrew Fairservice. “Glasgow’s a ceety,
man.–And is’t the way to Glasgow ye were speering if I ken’d?–What suld
ail me to ken it?–it’s no that dooms far frae my ain parish of
Dreepdaily, that lies a bittock farther to the west. But what may your
honour be gaun to Glasgow for?”

“Particular business,” replied I.

From Rob Roy by Sir Walter Scott,  vol II chapter 1.

I am reading it right now, and sure it brings memories!

Written by svensays

October 5, 2009 at 21:19

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