Not Just an Open Book – My Week in Scotland’s National Book Town

Not Just an Open Book – My Week in Scotland’s National Book Town Had it been three years later, eighteen-year-old Margaret Wilson, a farmer’s daughter, and farm tenant Margaret Maclachlan, aged 63, would have survived. As it was, these two women were bound to a stake and drowned by the rising tide of the River Blandoch, for refusing to accept the King as the head of Scotland’s Presbyterian Church, which recognizes only Christ at its head. I traveled to Wigtown, Scotland’s officially-designated national book town, in search of the written word, but discovered while there a lengthy and lingering...

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