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1 " For a time the bay at the river mouth was full of long-tailed ducks, that for a whistle, almost came to your hand, and there too came flocks of wild-swan, flying in wedges, trumpeting as they flew. Fierce otters quarrelled over eels at the mouth of the Black Burn that flows underneath the town and out below the Tolbooth to the shore, or made the gloaming melancholy with their doleful whistle. "
― Neil Munro , John Splendid