Stories by English Authors: Scotland (Selected by Scribners)
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Stories by English Authors: Scotland (Selected by Scribners)
English literature -- Scottish authors; Scottish literature; Short stories
“As a sporting country Glenmutchkin is unrivalled; but it is by the
tourists that its beauties will most greedily be sought. These consist
of every combination which plastic nature can afford: cliffs of unusual
magnitude and grandeur; waterfalls only second to the sublime cascades
of Norway; woods of which the bark is a remarkably valuable commodity.
It need scarcely be added, to rouse the enthusiasm inseparable from this
glorious glen, that here, in 1745, Prince Charles Edward Stuart, then in
the zenith of his hopes, was joined by the brave Sir Grugar M’Grugar at
the head of his devoted clan.
“The Railway will be twelve miles long, and can be completed within six
months after the Act of Parliament is obtained. The gradients are easy,
and the curves obtuse. There are no viaducts of any importance, and only
four tunnels along the whole length of the line. The shortest of these
does not exceed a mile and a half.
“In conclusion, the projectors of this Railway beg to state that they
have determined, as a principle, to set their face AGAINST ALL SUNDAY
TRAVELLING WHATSOEVER, and to oppose EVERY BILL which may hereafter
be brought into Parliament, unless it shall contain a clause to that
effect. It is also their intention to take up the cause of the poor and
neglected STOKER, for whose accommodation, and social, moral, religious,
and intellectual improvement, a large stock of evangelical tracts will
speedily be required. Tenders of these, in quantities of not less than
12,000, may be sent in to the Interim Secretary. Shares must be applied
for within ten days from the present date.
“By order of the Provisional Committee,
“ROBERT M’CORKINDALE, _Secretary_.”
“There!” said Bob, slapping down the prospectus on the table with as
much triumph as if it had been the original of Magna Charta, “what do
you think of that? If it doesn’t do the business effectually, I shall
submit to be called a Dutchman. That last touch about the stoker will
bring us in the subscriptions of the old ladies by the score.”
“Very masterly indeed,” said I. “But who the deuce is
Mhic-Mhac-vich-Induibh?”
“A bona-fide chief, I assure you, though a little reduced. I picked him
up upon the Broomielaw. His grandfather had an island somewhere to the
west of the Hebrides; but it is not laid down in the maps.”
“And the Captain of M’Alcohol?”
“A crack distiller.”
“And the Factor for Glentumblers?”
“His principal customer. But, bless you, my dear St. Mirrens! Don’t
bother yourself any more about the committee. They are as respectable a
set--on paper at least--as you would wish to see of a summer’s morning,
and the beauty of it is that they will give us no manner of trouble. Now
about the allocation. You and I must restrict ourselves to a couple of
thousand shares apiece. That’s only a third of the whole, but it won’t
do to be greedy.”
“But, Bob, consider! Where on earth are we to find the money to pay up
the deposits?”
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