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December weather is cold and blustery around Scotland's Loch Ness, so the story could hardly have been concocted to draw tourists. Even more remarkable, it was written by capable scientists and published in the respectable British journal, New Scientist. Thus it was hard to scoff last week at the latest monster tale. This time, after centuries of myth, speculation and hoax, there was apparently scientific evidence that some kind of large creature-or creatures-may indeed roam the depths of Loch Ness...
Millais sided with Effie, but he is a bad witness. He traveled in Scotland with the Ruskins to paint John's portrait, and his letters, which had steadily praised Ruskin, abruptly shifted to bitter criticism at precisely the time when he seems to have fallen in love. An extraordinary and crucial figure was Effie's precocious ten-year-old sister Sophie, who carried scabrous tales back and forth among Effie, Ruskin and Ruskin's parents. At one point, Sophie told Effie: "He says, you are so wicked that he was warned by all his friends...
...Britain's Michael Jaffé, a Rubens scholar who assembled the show, perused the world's great treasure houses, ended by reat-tnbuting no fewer than 30 paintings and some 70 drawings to Jordaens. Among them is a princely portrait that had hung for 108 years in Scotland's Rossie Priory labeled "General Velasquez by Rubens." Another, portraying the infant Bacchus, Jaffé pulled from a musty storeroom in Warsaw's National Museum...
...attend the debutante balls during my first London season." By the time he left his Scottish home to study medicine, he had cropped his hair and begun to wear male clothing. But officially, it was as a woman that he took his degree and went into general practice in Scotland. At age 40, he decided he had had enough. He reregistered his birth, as male, and a month later married his housekeeper...
...louse-ridden outsider. In The Road to Wigan Pier, he experienced the squalor of hopelessness while his pink pals were pitying the proletariat. At the end of his life, when he was dying of TB, he characteristically decided to treat it on a fog-swept island off Scotland's west coast. Evelyn Waugh visited him on his deathbed, and the reactionary Catholic gourmet saw a rare quality in the socialist agnostic puritan. To Cyril Connolly, Waugh solemnly said: "He is very near to God." Told of this, Orwell sniffed: "Waugh is about as good a novelist...