Our man in Glasgow should know about the Illicit Museum, up in the wilds of the Morvern peninsula in the Scottish highlands. A lady with a shifty gaze takes yer pound note and opens wide a doorway into a room filled with muckle strange gear for poaching, smuggling, and otherwise tramping on the property of lairds, Englishmen, and other depredators of natural freedom. The security system is nae too gude, either. Best, Richard Rabinowitz, American History Workshop.