Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science - Volume 11, No. 25, April, 1873 by Various
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"Oh, you will soon learn. It iss very easy if you will only stay in ta island." "It would take me several months to pick it up, I suppose?" "Oh, yes--nine or six--that will do," said Duncan. "You will begin to learn ta names o' ta islands and ta places. There now, as far as you can see is ta Seann Bheinn; and it means ta old hill. And there is a rock there: it is Stac-nan Balg--" Here Duncan looked rather perplexed. "Yes," said Lavender: "what does that mean?" "It means--it means," said Duncan in still greater perplexity, and getting a little impatient, "it means--_stac_, tat iss a steep rock: Stac-nan-Balg--it means--well, sir, _it is ower deep for ta English_" The tone of mortification in which Duncan uttered these words warned Lavender that his philological studies might as well cease; and indeed Sheila and Ingram had by this time reached the banks of the White Water, and were waiting Duncan and the majestic rod. It was much too bright and pleasant a morning for good fishing, but there was a fair ripple on the pools of the stream, where ever and anon a salmon fresh run from the sea would leap into the air, showing a gleaming curve of silver to the sunlight. The splash of the big fish seemed an invitation, and Duncan was all anxiety to teach the |
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