ABSTRACT
I had gone with my husband to live on a little estate of peat hog, that had descended to me, all the way down from John Welsh, the Covenanter, who married a daughter ofJohn Knox. That didn't I am ashamed to say, make me feel Craigenputtock a whit less of a peat bog, and most dreary, untoward place to live
But here I am beginning on a third little sheet and you are waiting for my opinion of the verses! If you knew how completely I have lost all taste for poetry (so called), you would not have appealed to my judgment of all peoples! ...
