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72 JOURNAL OF A TOUR IN SCOTLAND
me to continue the simple dressing, and
merely put a plug of lint in the cavity, to
quicken the discharge. I gave a fee for this
opinion with great satisfaction, and was
relieved from no inconsiderable anxiety.
Mr Gibb brought me two catalogues.
From the one I purchased Johnstone's
Antiquitates Celto - Scandicce, and Celto-
Normannicce ; from the other Paradin's
Cronique de Savoye, and a French book
about Dreams, at which I just glanced
enough to see that it contains some impudent
and original quackery. It's title is UArt de
se rendi'e heureuoc par les Songes, cest a dire,
en se procurant telle espece de Songes que Von
puisse desirer confcfrmement a ses inclinations.
Francfort and Leipsic, 1746, 12mo. Brown,
the chief bookseller in the place, caught my
name and offered his services with much
civility. I enquired for Beattie's monument,
feeling toward the author of JVie Minstrel as
some of the poets in the next generation may
feel concerning me. He lies beside his two
sons, in the churchyard of the double Church,
which is called the Town's, or the East and
West Churches. I copied the epitaphs of
this interesting family. That of the elder
son is first in order of time : " Jacobo Hay

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