The darkness of the latter days came over my spirit like a vision before the prophet Isaiah; and I could see nothing in the years to come but beggary and starvation; myself a fallen-back old man, with [...]
“I mind very well too, on the afternoon of the dividual same day, that my door-neighbour, Thomas Burlings, popped in; [...] It’s a wearyfu’ thing that whisky. I wish it could be banished to Botany Ba [...]
Mungo Glen was a boy apprenticed to Mansie Wauch (the fictional Scottish tailor) at the age of fourteen. “Fro the days in which he had lain in his cradle, [Mungo Glen] had been brought up in a remote [...]
