He never rose or welcomed us, being, as we afterwards found out, only a visitor like ourselves, and a kinsman of Mrs.M'Donnell, the head of the house.

"Mrs.M'Donnell," he said, "is gone to the store at Bunbeg." This main room rose perhaps ten feet in height to the open roof.

It had one large and well-glazed window.

When Lord George Hill came here there were not ten square feet of window-glass in the whole parish outside of the Church, the national school, and the residence of the chief police-officer.
Windows when there were any were closed with dried sheepskins, through which the cats ran in and out as freely as through the curious tunnel which the kindly Master of Blantyre has constructed at Sheba's Cross for their special benefit.
There were two beds in the main room; rather high than low, one of rushes, on which lay the child of whom I have spoken, and one of greater pretensions vacant in another corner.
The door stood wide open, but the cabin was warm and comfortable, and a peat fire smouldered, sending up, to me, most agreeable odours.

An inner room seemed to be a sort of granary, full of hay and straw.