... They were all so hospitable that I spent day after day at their house with their large family of children, and had the time of my life. We went on delightful picnics, often to bathe in the sea at a place called Burn-foot. I remember I carried little David into the sea in my arms. He was a baby then, but afterward he was head of the family, and now, if he is still living, he must be a gray-haired man and, alas! all those other dear people have long been in their graves. But it was a happy time to remember and it warms my old heart to recall it. ...
