THE WRITERS' CLUB.

Auckland Star, Volume LXIII, Issue 140, 15 June 1932, Page 12

THE WRITERS' CLUB.

Miss Plummer was the gueet of honour at the Writers' Club on Friday afternoon, when she delighted a large gathering of members and friends with a talk on her 1000-mile tour of Scotland on a bicycle. The speaker gave a vivid account of her experiences, in company with a Scottish friend who knew the Highlands from A to Z. There was no need for the fingerpost with the Scotch thietle pointing north to tell one had crossed the border. They saw it by the colder air, the solemn mountains, wild rocky glens, and peat-brown streams. The heather and golden bracken were in full beauty, and everywhere was a carpet of pink and gold. The history of Scotland was sad, a land of relics. On the field of Culloclen arc seen to-day the simple crosses which mark the spot of the fallen, each with the name of the soldier and the clan. The stable still stands where Bonnie Prince Charlie took shelter the night before the battle. Travelling bands of tinkers were often met with. Religious feeling was still very strong in the Highlands, and in some places the folk did not care to take in cyclists on a Sunday, the only travelling considered necessary on that clay being the walk to and from church. Miss Plummer attended a service entirely in Gaelic; there was no organ. The congregation, when singing, clung on to each note, and then slurred on to the next, but it was all very serious and impressive. Everywhere was experienced the most generous hospitality. One of the most novel incidents of the tour was a visit to a Scottish monastery. At the close of the talk Mrs. I. M. Cluett, president, on behalf of the members, thanked the speaker for her illuminating address and presented Miss Plummer with a bouquet.