get it out of her head that everything that over hills and valleys, the gathering of the happened was somehow or other her fault. warlike clans, the glowing tartans, the Well, perhaps in a sense it was. She badges, the terrific slogan, the glitter of had chosen to marry Algernon Cathers the dirks and battle-axes - all its sights contrary to the advice of older and wiser and sounds have in them something wild people, and must take the consequences. and eerie, from the fierce shriek of the He was dead, but such a life as theirs had pibroch in the front of battle, to the mourn. been left ghosts behind it. Happily for ful wailing of the coronach above the dead her she was young, and the ghosts that man in his shroud - from the minstrel baunt young people lack persistence. touching his rude harp to music of bar, They come and go, and change their baric sweetness, to the wild-eyed wizard colors like the flower-beds in a garden, girding on his robe of raw bull's-hide and blue and yellow at one time of year, and lying down to catch prophetic voices in red and purple at another. It was only in the roaring of the lone cascade. the winter, it was only when you were old, Among such sights and sounds a boy that they were always the same, that they was born, in February, 1629, at Kulchorn sat all day staring at you with the same Castle, a pile of grey towers rising under dull, stony faces, till you felt like throwing the shadow of Ben Cruachan, on an island your teacup at them, and bidding them of Loch Awe. His mother was a Campbegone. Her granddaughter was devot- bell. His father, who died before the boy ing herself to good works of various kinds, was old enough to recollect him, was the and seemed to her to be making a heca. eldest son of Cameron of Lochiel, one of tomb of political economy, and offering it the most famous of the Gaelic kings, a to her troubles. It was to be hoped some shrewd and fierce old chief, who for sev. one would interfere before she had pau- enty years had lived amidst a whirl of perized the whole neighborhood, which wild adventures, and who had been long she seemed to be in a fair way of doing. regarded with a double terror, partly as a

The letter ended, "You say that you warrior and partly as a seer. His ancestry are coming back, and if so in the name of went back, through times of history, into sense and reason let it be as a free man times of fable -- from a chief who fought this time, and not upon a ticket-of-leave, for Mary at Corrichy, to a chief who not with a rope round your leg, like a fought for James at Flodden Field; from goat that is tethered out for a day, and John of Ochtry, who bore at Halidon the liable to be plucked back the minute he is bloody heart of Douglas, to that Angus getting a mouthful. Four thousand miles, who, three hundred years before, is said allow me to assure you, is an inconvenient to have rescued Fleance from the ven. distance to run backwards and forwards, geance of Macbeth. The old man desired so let those ridiculous people who have to give his grandson a more courtly edukept you there so long know that you are cation than he had himself received; and not going to be at their beck and call any Ewen, as the boy was called, was brought longer; that there are other people at up by the Marquis of Argyle, who placed this end of the world who are worth at him, at the age of twelve, under a tutor of least as much as they are, and who cannot his own choice at Inverary. But Ewen any longer do without you."

had no taste for books; and too often his perceptor saw, in agony of spirit, his pupil rush away from spelling-books and grammars, to hunt foxes and red hares

among the neighboring glens, to fill his

From Temple Bar, creel with fish out of Loch Fyne, or to LOCHIEL: THE ULYSSES OF THE listen, for half a summer's day together, HIGHLANDS.

to some tattered pilgrim, the Homer of THE romance of the ancient Highland the villages, who could pour forth endless kingdoms has a color of its own. Its stories of the ancient heroes of Walthemes are not, like those of the romance lace at the Brig of Stirling, of Bruce of chivalry, of love and love's adventures; swimming from the bloodhound, of Black its tales are not of vows and tokens, of Donald's exploits over the Lords of the soft lutes sighing in the bowers of ladies, Isles, or of the vengeance of Allan-a-Sop. of knights in golden armor glittering in in spite, however, of his tutor's lamentathe lists. Its scenes are, like its own tions, at sixteen Ewen was, in mind and deep forests and dark mountain gorges, body, worthy of his race; tall, well-built, full of Gothic gloom and savage splendor. fresh-colored, eagle-eyed; of that high The fiery cross wandering like a meteor | temper to which dishonor is more ter


rible than death ; and of the same innate gyle's trim troops fly like hares before the sagacity which had so often made the clansmen of Montrose. A month later, by enemies of his grandfather, who saw their a turn of fate, he formed part of that softplans outwitted, mutter that the old chief footed band which stole upon Montrose must have sold his soul to Satan.

at Philiphaugh, and started like ghosts While he was still at Inverary the old out of the morning mist upon his sleepy warrior died. Ewen, at sixteen, found camp. himself the chieftain of his clan. He did Among the prisoners taken at that action not for some months, however, put on the was Sir Robert Spottiswood, an ancient eagle's feather, or take command of his friend of Lochiel's father, and of his grandwild tribe among the hills. Argyle de- father before him. The old man sired that he should go to Oxford. The brought up for judgment at St. Andrews, marquis was about to make a journey into and condemned to be beheaded. Lochiel

, England. Donald Cameron, Ewen's un- who was present at the trial, watched the cle, took, for the time, his nephew's place proceedings with the keenest interest, and as leader of the clan; and Lochiel, as he was, like all the rest of the spectators, must now be called, set out among the struck with wonder and admiration at the men-at-arms who rode with Argyle's car- calm and noble bearing of the prisoner, riage. The party, never saw the oriels and by the moving eloquence of his de and quadrangles of the ancient city; but fence. On the night before the execution Lochiel, within the space of a few months, he made his way to the cell door. The saw much stirring life, and gained a kind jailer had strict orders to admit no visitor. of knowledge which is very little to be But Lochiel was the favorite of Argyle. learnt from deans and doctors. One of The door opened, and he entered. the first of his adventures might, however, Before he left the cell Lochiel's whole very well have proved to be the last. At destiny was altered. Sir Robert, finding Stirling, where the party halted, the pesti- him the son of his old friend, spoke with lence was raging. The utmost care was him long and earnestly about the cause necessary. Argyle himself, with a pru- for which he was condemned to suffer. dence quite his own, refused to stir out. He found a willing hearer. Lochiel was side his coach. But when the party was by natural bent a cavalier.

In secret, about to start, Lochiel had disappeared. Montrose had long been his hero. And The marquis was in terror; squires and his own sagacity had taught him that Arpages ran wildly up and down the city; gyle was false, cunning, and cold-hearted. and presently the object of this agitation These things he now heard solemnly imwas discovered affably conversing with pressed upon him by a voice which was the inmates of a hovel, every one of whom no longer of this world. He left the cell bad got the plague. At Berwick, where at midnight, his heart beating, and the the party, made a longer stay: Locbiel tears streaming from his eyes. The next cheered the time by fighting duels in the morning, from a window opposite the scaf. streets with the gay youths of the city. fold, he saw the prisoner, with cheek still But this amusement was soon interrupted. ruddy, and with eagle eyes that looked Montrose was marching into Fife, and proudly on the crowd, mount the steps, Argyle was compelled to mount in haste and lay his grey head on the block. The and gallop at fall speed to Castle Camp- death of a brave man confirmed his words. bell. That ancient pile, which stood in a From that moment Lochiel determined to wild glen among the Ochil hills, had once follow his own course, to cast off Argyle's been known, together with its stream, by authority, and to take, without delay, comnames of strange romantic sound. The mand of his wild kingdom on the uplands castle had been Castle Gloom, and the of Ben Nevis, and along the rocky ranges waters which rolled past its walls, the of Glen Roy: waters of the stream of Grief. Within Indeed, there were reasons why he this ominous tower Lochiel had some ex. should not linger. His uncle Donald had perience of a siege. A fierce band of the turned out a sluggard ; and his clan, which Macleans attacked the fort. It was not had received some tidings of his charactaken; but the defenders showed them- ter, were already looking for him eagerly. selves so little lion-hearted that Lochiel Argyle, finding his mind fixed, made ao bluntly told the governor that his quaking attempt to thwart him; and in December, poltroons deserved hanging, and himself 1646, Lochiel started for the Highlands. among them.

Then came, as in Othello's At the news of his approach his tribesmen story, battles, fortunes, and disastrous mustered and marched out to meet him; chances. At Kilsyth, Lochiel saw Ar- and thus, with colors flying and pipes


playing, he came to his ancestral resi- | discovered that, against Lochiel's uncle, dence, Torr Castle, on Loch Lochy. He it was an easier policy to bluster than was not yet quite eighteen.

to pay; and on Lochiel's arrival he And now the eyes of friends and of ene. soothed his soul with the reflection, that mies were bent alike upon him. A chief, against so young a leader that policy at the beginning of his reign, was virtually would certainly prove easier still. He on his probation. His empire over his soon found out his error. Before he knew wild clansmen had to be established by it, Lochiel, with five hundred men behind his own capacity. A coward or a fool, set him, was marching down on his domain. over that fierce host, was not regarded Keppoch, who began with his old policy simply with contempt, but was fortunate if of bluster, wavered, put his claymore back he escaped, to use Dalgetty's phrase, “a into its scabbard, and sent a herald with dirk-thrust in his wame." On the other the money. hand, a great chief was the idol of his Lochiel, burning for battle, regarded tribe. The minstrels were never weary such a victory with disgust. But he was of singing, nor the people weary of hear- soon to have his heart's desire. The Earl ing, of the splendor of his rush to victory, of Glencairn, after the defeat of Worces. or of the craft and skill with which he ter, summoned the clans, as volunteers, to could stalk the wariest mountain stag, or fight for their uncrowned king. Lochiel, thrust his spear into the fiercest wolf. with seven hundred claymores, was the But first his powers as a warrior and a first to join him. Then came adventures hunter had to be set clear before all eyes. thick and fast. Wherever the thickest of Lochiel had now to show what blood ran the fighting fell, there was Lochiel with in his veins.

his seven hnndred. An opportunity was not likely to be Glencairn had one evening pitched his wanting. The little kingdom of the clan camp at Tulluch, a village approached Cameron was girdled on all sides by the only by a steep and narrow pass, in which estates of rival princes, Campbells, Stew. Lochiel was posted. A large force of the arts, Gordons, Macintoshes, Macphersons, enemy was known to be at hand; but an Macdonalds, and Macleans. Every one immediate attack was not expected. On of these sovereigns was either at dag. a sudden, in the twilight of the morning, gers drawn with all the rest, or ready at the scouts came running in. any 'moment to become so.

No reader were approaching in great numbers, eviof " The Legend of Montrose ” will have dently resolved to force their way through forgotten the gathering of the clans at the the ravine. Castle of Darnlinvarach: the assembly of Lochiel, who had lain down on the the chiefs, the fire glittering in the eyes, heather, wrapped up in his plaid, was inthe dirks ready at every instant to fly out stantly aroused. The night was frosty, of the scabbards, the rival pipers strutting and a thin veil of mist hung above the up and down, each piping for his life to valley. He climbed a lofty pinnacle of drown the rest, the sleeping-quarters set-rock, from which he could plainly see the tled jealously apart, in the barn and the horses, the red coats, the glittering mail, stables, the inalt-kiln and the loft. Some and the dancing colors of the English of the feuds between the clans were as old soldiers. Lilburn himself was at their as the quarrel on which, two centuries and head. The peril was extreme; for their a half before, Lochiel's ancestors and the mere numbers were, in open ground, sufancestors of Macintosh had fought their ficient to cut Glencairn's entire force to immortal fight at Perth, in the days of the pieces. Lochiel sent off a messenger to Fair Maid. Others were disputes of yes- warn the general to retire into a place of terday; and one of these Lochiel found safety. Then he prepared to hold the ready to his hands.

way to his last man. Macdonald of Keppoch owed him a sum Scarcely had he set his force in order, of money for a piece of moorland which when the enemy dashed gaily forward, he rented in Glen Roy. This was the confident of victory. They found them. same Keppoch who once, it is related, selves confronted by a grim array of tar. gained a curious wager from an English gets, behind each of which a sayage sol. Iord, as to which of them possessed the dier, armed with a glittering clayinore, finest candlesticks. The Englishman's was quivering like a greyhound in the candlesticks were of massive silver; Kep. leash. Twenty times the horsemen poch's turned out to be two brawny High- charged that wall of warriors - and twenty landers, each grasping in his fist a blazing times went reeling back, stabbed, backed, torch. This wily potentate had speedily and broken. Lochiel himself fought in

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front of his array; and at every charges and Lochiel was forced to lie in watch for his voice was heard, above the clash of an opportunity of avenging their presumpbattle, sending forth the slogan. Four tion. With thirty-five picked men be hours passed in desperate conflict; and posted himself upon the woody heights still the little band held fast the gorge above Achdalew, having the lake and the against the most furious efforts of the garrison beneath his eye. His men were English.

grievously in want of forage; and he was At last, when the men were weary, compelled to send out the remainder of drenched in blood, and weak with wounds his party to drive in cattle from some disand bruises, a herald came from Glen- tance round. cairn. He had retired into a swamp, some The men were scarcely gone, when a two miles distant, where it was impossible boat belonging to the garrison put forth that a horse could follow, and was now in upon the lake, and stood over the water perfect safety.

to the shore beneath him. A hundred Lochiel instantly drew off his men. and fifty soldiers were on board. Their But he retreated, not towards the village, purpose was to strip the village and to but up the sides of the ravine, where noth- cut down wood. Lochiel resolved that ing but a cat-o'-mountain or a Highlander they should not touch a girdle-cake or could cling. Lilburn, to his amazement, break a twig. His men were ready to folfound the enemy suddenly above his head, low him through any peril. But the risk and the passage through the gorge left of an attack was fearful; the enemy were open. He pushed forward at full speed; more than four to one against them; and but Glencairn was now safe beyond his they besought him not to expose his life reach; and he was compelled at last, to to such a hazard. Lochiel replied that if his extreme vexation, to drag his horses he fell, his brother Allan, who was with from the quag, and to march back through them, would take his place as chief. But the pass. There, as his tormented troop- the lives of both must not be jeopardized; ers made their way, every boulder, every and Allan positively refused to be left out heather-tuft, along the walls of the raviné, of the adventure. It was found neces. seemed to have turned itself into an enemy sary, for his own security, to lash him to a shooting an arrow, or hurling down a tree, where he was left under the guard of stone ; and with every stone and arrow a young boy. And then the little band came the notes of a terrific chant:

prepared for the attack. Wolves and ravens, come to me, and I will

By this time the English soldiers had give you flesh!

landed, and were busy in the village,

stripping the hovels of eatables and put It was the war-song of Lochiel. ting the ducks and the hens into their

This exploit raised his glory to a great sacks. While they were thus employed, height. For every man he lost, the enemy a scout dashed in among them. They had lost six. Glencairn welcomed him as a scarcely time to draw up in rough order deliverer; and not long afterwards the on the shore, when Lochiel at the head of king himself sent him a letter, which ac- his party came rushing out of the wood knowledged in the warmest terms the upon their ranks. signal service which his valor had ren. A desperate fight ensued. The English dered to the royal cause. But as yet his had a vast superiority of numbers. But fame was only in its dawn.

the first fire of their muskets did no injury; Monk marched into Scotland. It was and before they could reload, the enemy that general's policy to fight with gold as were among them. The clansmen, after often as with steel. He tried to bribe their manner, caught the sword-cuts and Lochiel; but on his blunt refusal, he re- the bayonets on their targets, and stabbed solved to plant a fortress in the heart of upwards from beneath them; and the Enhis domains. Lochiel received intelligence glish, thus fighting at great disadvantage, that five ships, carrying three thousand were slowly driven down the strand into soldiers and a colony of workmen, were the water. sailing up Loch Eil towards Ben Nevis. Lochiel himself had driven three or

He instantly marched homewards along four assailants into the wood, where after the mountain ranges, and looked down on a sharp contest he had left them lying in Inverlochy: The ships were riding off a heap. He was returning at full speed the shore, the troops were landed, the gar. towards the shore, eager to rejoin his men, rison was already fortified against all dan- when a gigantic officer, who had concealed ger, and the fort was rising fast. To at himself in a thicket, sprang out upon him tack them would have been mere madness, with a cry of vengeance. Their blades

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were instantly opposed. And then came branches, and in another instant would a combat which, under a slight disguise, have shot him dead. A true deus ex mawas destined to become famous over all china saved him. While he had been the world. It was the fight between Fitz- engaged with his opponent, his brother James and Roderick Dhu.

Allan, who had been left lashed, in fancied The parts of the Gael and the Saxon safety, to the tree, had bribed the boy who are, however, interchanged. Lochiel is attended him to cut his cords. At this the Fitz-James; the officer is Roderick instant he came running up, and espying Dhu. With this fact borne in mind, the the musket-barrel peeping from the bush, words of the great wizard set the fight instantly fired his own piece in that direcbefore our eyes : —

tion. The soldier tumbled dead into the Three times in closing strife they stood,

thicket, and the brothers hurried down the And thrice the Saxon blade drank blood.

shore together.

The combatants, who were now of alFierce Roderick felt the fatal drain,

most equal numbers, were fighting in the And showered his blows like winter rain; water. Lochiel, in a loud voice, offered And as firm rock or castle roof

quarter to all who would throw down their Against the winter shower is proof,

arms. The offer was accepted ; and both The foe, invulnerable still, Foiled his wild rage by steady skill,

parties began to wade ashore. Among

the first to surrender was an Irishman, Till, at advantage ta’en, his brand Forced Roderick's weapon from his hand,

who must have been a fellow of delightful And, backward borne upon the lea,

humor. As soon as this worthy felt himBrought the proud chieftain to his knee. self on land, he cast down his weapon,

seized Lochiel's hand in a friendly grasp, “Now yield thee, or by Him that made

bade him adieu, and was off like the wind. The world, thy heart's blood dyes my Before the victors had done staring at

blade !" Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy!

one another he was half-way back to In

verlochy. Let recreant yield, who fears to die!" Like adder darting from his coil,

He reached the fort in safety, with the Like wolf that dashes through the toil,

tidings of the fray. His escape was narLike mountain-cat who guards her young, rower than he imagined. While he was Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung; turning his hearers into stone with horror, Received, but recked not of a wound, his late companions were in evil plight. And locked his arms his foeman round.

Lochiel's offer of quarter had been acNow, gallant Saxon, hold thine own!

cepted; the men were laying down their No maiden's hand is round thee thrown! That desperate grasp thy frame might feel

arms; when one of their party, who had Through bars of brass and triple steel.

swum out to the boat, found there a loaded They tug, they strain !

firelock. He rested the barrel on the gun. -down, down they go, wale, and aimed deliberately at Lochiel

. The Gael above, Fitz-James below.

Lochiel's foster-brother, who stood beside Lochiel and his antagonist, however, fell him, saw the action. He threw himself not on soft heather. Locked in the deadly before his chief, and the next instant was conflict, they tottered, wavered, and rolled shot through the heart. together down a steep bank into the dry His blood was instantly and bitterly gulley of a brook, Lochiel, who was avenged. Lochiel himself, with his sword undermost, wedged between rocks, and between his teeth, dashed through the crushed against the pebbles by the weight water to the boat, and drove his blade into of his huge foe, was unable to stir hand or the assassin's heart. There was no more foot. But as his enemy stretched forth his thought of mercy. The English soldiers hand to reach his dagger, which had fallen snatched up their arıns and fought with out of his belt, Lochiel, with a last effort, desperation for their lives. But the moundarted his head upwards and fixed his taineers, breathing forth vengeance, cut teeth in his opponent's throat. He fell them down to the last man. back, writhing, and Lochiel stabbed him That night Lochiel himself bore in his with his dirk.

arms the body of his preserver, over three Unwounded from the dreadful close,

miles of crags and moorlands, to the dead But breathless all, Fitz-James arose.

man's home among the hills; and there

the coronach which was wailed above his But his adventures were not ended. bier, ere he was laid among the graves of

As he was issuing from the wood, a his own people, doubtless had in it as soldier, who was skulking in the thicket, much of pride as of sorrow, as for one who levelled his musket at him through the I had died for his chief.

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