These were covered with grass for the vagrant cow, sprinkled with loveliest little wild flowers for the poet-peasant, burrowed in by wild bees for the adventurous delight of the honey-drawn school-boy.

Glad I am they had not quite vanished from Scotland before I was sent thither, but remained to help me get ready for the kingdom of heaven: those dykes must still be dear to my brothers who have gone up before me.
Some of the fields had only a small ditch between them and the road, and some of them had no kind of fence at all.

It was a dreary road even in summer, though not therefore without its loveable features--amongst which the dykes; and wherever there is anything to love, there is beauty in some form.
A short way past the second milestone, he came to the first straggling houses of the village.

It was called Muir of Warlock, after the moor on which it stood, as the moor was called after the river that ran through it, and that named after the glen, which took its name from the family--so that the Warlocks had scattered their cognomen all around them.

A somewhat dismal-looking village it was--except to those that knew its people: to some of such it was beautiful--as the plainest face is beautiful to him who knows a sweet soul inside it.