Category: Mythology, Legends & Folklore

In the Border Country

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Chapters

2. Chapter 2

It is from the Roman historian Tacitus that the light of history falls for the first time on the Border Country. It is a mere glimpse, however. But it is enough to show us the c...

4. Chapter 4

The Coquet bears the palm for picturesqueness amongst Northumbrian valleys, and is about forty miles in length. From Alwinton, the first village after crossing the Cheviots, whe...

5. Chapter 5

Of the historic Carlisle little is left, the Castle, the Cathedral, and the Guildhall being almost the sole relics of a long and notable past. Yet how vastly changed the place i...

8. Chapter 8

Those deep green grassy knowes of the valley are peculiarly susceptible of change. In the morning with a blue sky, or with breaks of sunlight through the fleeting clouds, the gr...

1. Chapter 1

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6. Chapter 6

Tweed turns its face to the north, and running for the most part, as old Pennecuik puts it, "with a soft yet trotting stream," it pursues a course of slightly over a hundred mil...

7. Chapter 7

Ettrick and Yarrow between them comprise most of Selkirkshire. The Teviot and Jed are the main arteries running through Roxburghshire, or Teviotdale, as was the ancient designat...

3. Chapter 3

"The rayons of the sunne we see Diminish in their strength; The shade of everie tower and tree, Extended is in length. Great is the calm for everie quhair The wind is settlin' d...

9. Chapter 9

A charming bit of country road lies between Earlston and Dryburgh, passing Redpath, the Park, Gladswood, and round by Bemersyde Hill, from which Scott had his favourite view of...