Sinópse: Excerpt from John Burnet of Barns: A Romance I will begin my tale with a certain June morning in the year 1678, when I, scarcely turned twelve years, set out from the house of Barns to the fishing in Tweed. I had escaped the watchful care of my tutor, Master Robert Porter, the curate of Lyme, who vexed my soul thrice a week with ssar and Cicero. I had no ill-will to the Latin, for I relished the bat tles in Caesar well enough, and had some liking for poetry; but when I made a slip in grammar he would bring his great hand over my ears in a way which would make them tingle for hours. And all this, mind you, with the sun coming in at the window and whaups whistling over the fields and the great fish plashing in the river. On this mom I had escaped by hiding in the cheese – closet; then I had fetched my rod from the stable – loft, and borrowed tackle from Davie Lithgow, the Stableman; and now I was creep ing through the hazel bushes, casting, every now and then, a glance back at the house, where the huge fig ure of my teacher was looking for me disconsolately in every corner. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.