The Quarry Wood

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Nan Shepherd. The Quarry Wood

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Contents

Introduction

Aunt Josephine Leggatt

Crannochie

Family Affairs

In Which a Latin Version Is Spoilt

Luke Comes In

Expansion of the World

Sundry Weathers

Leggatt Respectability

Beatrice among the Pots

Dussie Enters on an Affair of Moment

The Lustre Frock

Torchlight

Crux of a Spiritual Adventure

Trouble for Aunt Josephine

Roy Rory Foubister

The Ironside Brand

Martha Flies in a Rage

Death of Aunt Josephine

The Pillars of Hercules

Glossary

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Anna (Nan) Shepherd was born in 1893 and died in 1981. Closely attached to Aberdeen and her native Deeside, she graduated from her home University in 1915, and went to work for the next forty-one years as a lecturer in English at what is now Aberdeen College of Education. An enthusiastic gardener and hill walker, she made many visits to the Cairngorms with students and friends and was a keen member of the Deeside Field Club. Her last book, a non-fiction study called The Living Mountain, testifies to her love of the hills and her knowledge of them in all their moods. Her many further travels included visits to Norway, France, Italy, Greece, and South Africa, but she always returned to the house where she was raised and lived almost all her adult life, in the village of West Cults, three miles from Aberdeen on North Deeside.

Nan Shepherd wrote three novels, all well received by the critics: The Quarry Wood (1928), followed by The Weatherhouse (1930) and A Pass in the Grampians (1933). A collection of poems, In the Cairngorms, appeared in 1934, and The Living Mountain was published in 1977. She edited Aberdeen University Review from 1957 to 1964, contributed to The Deeside Field, and worked on editions of poetry by two fellow North East writers, J.C. Milne and Charles Murray. She was awarded an honorary degree by Aberdeen University in 1964, and her many friends included Agnes Mure Mackenzie, Helen Cruickshank, Willa Muir, Hugh MacDiarmid, William Soutar, and Jessie Kesson.

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