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Название: Corrag

Автор: Susan Fletcher

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Историческая литература

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isbn: 9780007358618

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       Corrag

      Susan Fletcher

      

      FOURTH ESTATE • London

       For those who were there

       I had an unexpected request the other day; there had been two bad landslides where the bulldozers have been working on the slate banks. Someone…said it was because the workmen had been disturbing the grave of Corrag. Corrag was a famous Glencoe witch…One point of interest about her is that, in spite of reputed badness, she was to have been buried on the Burial Island of Eilean Munda. It was often noticed that however stormy the sea, or wild the weather, it habitually calmed down to allow the boat out for a burial. In the case of Corrag the storm did not cease till finally she was buried beside where the road now runs. By the way, in the Highlands, islands were used for burial very widely. Remember wolves remained here very much later than in the south.

       Barbara Fairweather

      Clan Donald Magazine No. 8

       1979

       More things are learnt in the woods than in books. Animals, trees and rocks teach you things not to be heard elsewhere.

       St Bernard (1090–1153)

      Table of Contents

       Cover Page

       Title Page

       Dedication

       Epigraph

       III

       IV

       Three

       I

       II

       III

       IV

       V

       VI

       VII

       VIII

       IX

       X

       Four

       I

       II

       Five

       Letter

       I

       Afterword

       Acknowledgements

       Author’s Note

       Also by Susan Fletcher

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

       Map

       Letter

       Edinburgh

       18th February 1692

       Jane

       I can’t think of a winter that has been this cruel, or has asked so much of me. For weeks now, it has been blizzards, and ice. The wind is a hard, northern one – it finds its way inside my room and troubles this candle that I’m writing by. Twice it has gone out. For the candle’s sake I must keep this brief.

       I have news as foul as the weather.

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