Excerpt from Christopher Laird Rydal; a grey town in winter, a fresh vivid green one in spring because of its dense growth Of Shade trees. At three sides of it spread chequered patches of farm-lands, and long, wavering roads Of red clay extended the short city streets until each one was lost in a forest that climbed and surmounted a horseshoe of low, rolling hills. As a lone pearl belongs to its concave, so Dunrobin belonged to its valley. 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.