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MONTROSE 61
town than Arbroath, the main street broad
enough to deserve the name of a plaza.
They are building a townhouse there.
Several booksellers here, as usual. I bought
a pamphlett about Joanna Southcote, and
Erskine's Gospel So7inets, which often as I
have seen them mentioned, had never before
fallen in my way. This was the 40th edition.
Marvellous that such a book, devoid as it is
of any attraction, except what its subject
affords to minds in a certain state of feeling,
and of ignorance, should have become so
popular ! A weekly newspaper of the most
incendiary kind is printed at Montrose ; in
the one which I took up Ferdinand is
accused, by the plainest inuendo, of having
murdered his wife. A coarse print of the
battle of Culloden in the passage of the Inn.
Twelve miles to Bervie, still along the
coast, or at little distance from it. Johnnie's
Haven, a small fishing place, on our right.
Crost the North Esk (which separates Forfar-
shire from Kincardineshire) by a handsome
bridge. The stench of the flax is abominable
in these parts, so bad indeed that the
odour from fields manured with putrid fish-
offal, seemed tolerable in comparison. Near
Guerden, or Bervie, harbour, which is about a

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