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“When we had advanced a good way by the side of Lochness, I perceived a little hut, with an old looking woman at the door of it. We dismounted, and we and our guides entered the hut. It was a wretched little hovel of earth only, I think, and for a window had only a small hole, which was stopped with a piece of turf,that was taken out occasionally to let in light. In the middle of the room or space which we entered, was a fire of peat, the smoke going out at a hole in the roof. She had a pot upon it, with goats flesh, boiling. There was at one end under the same roof, but divided by a kind of partition made of whattles, a pen or fold in which we saw a good many kids. I
lighted a piece of paper, and went into the place where the bed was.
There was a little partition of wicker, rather more neatly done than
that for the fold, and close by the wall was a kind of bedstead of
wood with heath upon it by way of bed; at the foot of which I saw
some sort of blanket or covering rolled up in a heap. The woman’s
name was Fraser”. |
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