Oor ain folk times

OOK AIN FOLK
CHAPTER I
Our Glen : its physical Features — My Grandfather as described
in The Laud of the Lindsays — My Grandmother — Private
Stills — Geordie White and the Gauger — Donal' and the Bees —
Sandie Christison and the Bapteezin' o' the Bairn.
I think our glen must have been one of the loveliest
in all 'braid Scotland.'
By the poor hard-worked operatives in the lowland
towns — weavers of Brechin or Forfar — a jaunt up ' The
Glen ' was looked forward to as one of the richest
treats in the year ; but in the old times, of which this
chapter mostly treats, when my grandfather was, next
to the Laird, the paramount authority in the parish,
the Glen was but little known, and its beauties were
seldom seen by any outsider. Nestling amid the
shadows of surrounding hills, covered in the summer-
time with crimson heather to their very summits, the
Glen lay like an oasis of beauty, and nurtured in its
various straths and valleys the hardy race of sturdy,
independent, whole-souled peasantry, among whom