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precipice; and the entrance to the little great division, partly separated from the path, which ascended from either side main curtain by a deep woody slope, which upon the brow of the rock, was concealed dips into the precipice with little more by a screen of birch and hazel, beneath inclination from the perpendicular than to which the banks were covered with prim- admit of a careful footing. In the face of roses, wood-anemones, and forget-me-not. the divided craig, the decomposition of Bowers of honeysuckle and wild-roses the softer stone between the courses of twined among the lower trees; and even the strata has wasted it away into narin the tall pines above, the rose sometimes row galleries, which, passing behind the climbed to the very top, where all its tall pillars of the pines growing trom the blossoms, clustering to the sun, hung in rilts and ledges, extend along the face of white tassels out of the dark-blue foliage. the precipice, veiled by a deep ta pestry of There the thrush and the blackbird sang ivy, which spreads over the mighty wall at morning and evening, and the owi of rock, and hangs from shelf to shelf over cried at night, and the buck belled upon the covered ways. Beyond the craigs, the Torr. -Blessed, wild, free, joyous the bank of the forest, an abrupt steep, dwelling, which we shall never covered with oak and copsewood, slopes again!"

down to the river, its brow darkened with

a deep blue cloud of pines, and its descent A lovely place indeed must that carpeted with moss, primroses, and pyro. have been in the pleasant days of las, here and there hollowed into quaint summer! We do not wonder at the giant pines. Along this woody scarp, and

'filled with hazels, thorns, and fondness with which the Stuarts speak through its thick copse, the roe had made of that lodge in the wilderness, reared

narrow galleries, which communicated as it was in the midst of the most with the ivy corridors on the face of the beautiful and romantic scenery which craig, to which there were corresponding exists within the compass of the seas ways upon the opposite side. In that of Britain, or, for aught we know, fortress of the rock, for shelter from the elsewhere. Years have rolled by since sun and fies, and seclusion from the stir we last set foot upon the banks of of the world during the day in the heat Findhorn; but never shall we forget secret haunt, concealed behind the deep

of summer,the red-deer and roe made their the glories of that deep ravine, or the dim veil of leaves,unseen and unsuspected noble woods of Altyre, still possessed in the cool hollows of the cliff. The pryby the descendants of the princely ing eye might search the craig from below Comyns. Did we not expect to be and ihe beaters or the woodmen might summoned out within half an hour to whistle, and whoop, and shout above, but contribute to the safety of the realm nothing appeared or moved except the by breaking the head of a Chartist

, gray talcon, which rose channering out of we should ourselves launch out into bank was so abrupt, that to the front view

the rifts. Above the craig the wooded description, and try conclusions with there was no indication of a slope, and Horatio M'Culloch. But, after all, any who passed quickly over the brow it would be a work of supererogation. was immediately out of sight. At each Mr. St. John has already illustrated descent beyond the extremities of the most charmingly that abode of the whole range of rocks there was a common faithful ; and he will not be displeased roe’s run and pass, which was supposed to see that, even in painting, he has to be deadly sure if the deer tvok the met with formidable rivals. Rarely, lieved to be an infallible barrier against

path, since the precipice below was beindeed, have we met with anything any intermediate escape. Often, however, so perfect as the following skeich :

when pressed upon the terrace above, the

deer neither went through the passes nor • Near Slui on the Findhorn there is a turned against the beaters, but vanished range of precipices and wooded steeps as if by magic-nobody could tell where; crowned with pine, and washed by a clear and it was the common opinion of the and rippling stream of the river, through drivers and fishermen, that, when forced which there is an excellent ford, very well near the river, they threw themselves over known to the roe, for escaping to the the craigs 'for spite,' - - a belief otten woods of Slui when pressed by the hounds. confirmed by old Davie Simpson, who This reach is called the Ledanreich, from declared that he had often found their a remarkable craig, a sheer naked even bodies beneath the rocks, and in the wall of sandstone, lying in horizontal Cluach, the Clerk's Pool, and the 'Furstrata eighty or ninety feet high : at the ling Hole. He did not, however, relate eastern extremity of this rock there is a what wounds they had, and the truth was,

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that those which disappeared at the brow slender trunks appeared like fretted colof the Ledanreich dashed down the sud- umns, over which the thorny foliage servden dip of the bank between the precipi- ed as a trellis to suspend the heavy plumes ces, and turning through the ivy corri- of the ivy and the golden tassels of the dors, went out through the copse galleries woodbine. Many a ladye's bower' we upon the other side, and either descended have seen, and many a rich and costly to the water or skirted below the pass, and plant reared by the care of man, but none went back into the forest. Those which so beautiful as those lonely sisters of the were found dead, were such as had been forest, planted by His hand in His great mortally wounded at some in-wood pass, garden, where none beheld but those for and, unable to take, or cross the water, whom He made it lovely—the ravens of had died on the beach, or been carried the rock, the deer who couched under its down by the river. In the same mysterious shade by night, and the birds who sang, passages which gave concealment and es- their matins and their even-song, out of cape to the stags and bucks, the does were its sweet boughs.” used to lay with their kids, and from thence at morning and evening they shall never reach the hill, and as yet

If we go on quoting at this rate, we brought them out to pluck the tender grass we have not started from the hut. upon the green banks beyond. Often from the brow above, or from behind the ivy To say the truth, we are in no hurry, screen, we have watched their ' red gar- and neither, we suspect, upon many ment stealing through the boughs, follow- occasions were the Stuarts, indomi. ed by their liule pair drawing their slender table huntsmen as they are. What legs daintily through the wet dew, and though at night the river swept with turning their large velvet ears to catch the sound of thunder below, making every passing sound upon the breeze as it the solid rock vibrate to its deep brought the hum of the water, or the crow foundation,—what though the wind of the distant cock—now trotting before, now lingering behind their dam, now swept mightily down the ravine, nestling togetier, now starting off as the swaying the trees like saplings, and gale suddenly rustled the leaves behind threatening to tear them away, what them—then listening and re-uniting in a though the windows of heaven were timorous plump, pricking their ears, and open, and the deluge came down, and bobbing their little black noses in the the bark of the hill-fox sounded wind, -then, as the doe dropped on her sharp above the roaring of the water knees in the moss, and laid her side on and the wood,-yet within that little the warm spot where the morning sun bothy that rests upon the face of the glanced in through the branches, they craig, the wearied huntsmen slept back, and running round in little circles, peacefully; and in the morning, says uttering that soft, wild, plaintive cry like one of them,—“I was awakened as the treble note of an accordion, till, weary usual by the whistle of the robin in of their sport, they lay down at her side, the bird-cherry, and the sharp note of and slept while she watched as only a the blue bonnet sharpening his little mother can. No marvel it was that they saw on the top of the bolly. I went loved that safe and fair retreat, with all out to the narrow terre-plain over the its songs and flowers, its plenty and re- craig. The wind was gone, and the pose. All around was sweet, and beautiful, and abundant, such as the poetical sun smiling on the still leaves and imagination of the painter can rarely dewy grass—the flood-torrent of the compose, and never, unless like Salvator river dancing and laughing in its light, he has lived in the wilderness with its and the calm bright air breathing free denizens. Upon the summit above with the sweet perfume of the damp the craig there was a broad and verdant plants, and all the freshness and terrace surrounded by ivied pines and fea- fragrance of the forest wilderness.” thering birches, and upon a little green We back it against the forest of glade in the midst grew two of the most Ardennes ! beautiful objects ever produced by art or nature. These were a pair of twin thorns What! you say—do you call it humane

Every true hunter is humane. exactly similar in size, age, and form, and standing about three yards from each to persecute the unfortunate stag, the other: their stems as straight as shafts, monarch of the wilds, to the death ? and their round and even heads like vast

to drive rifle-bullets into the target bushes of wild thyme, but each so over- of the harmless roe? to murder otters grown with ivy and woodbine, that their by the dozen, and to slaughter seals,

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by the score? Indubitably we do. are not at all unlikely to join in a Let us reason a little upon this. Yes. general St. Bartholomew of the sparterday, you recollect that you dined rows. Do you venture to retort upon upon very juvenile veal, smothered in us? Do you think we take lise unne

of dingy vegetable matter cessarily, or that we are base enough which we apprehend to have been to use our weapons until the quarry sorrel, after the beastly fashion of the has reached its prime ? No calf or Gauls. Posterior to that, you de- fawn ever fell" by hand of the voured the larger moiety of a duckling. genuine hunter-no cheeper or pout This morning we saw you, with our ever sullied the interior of the sportsown eyes, regaling yourself at the man's bag. Not until the better part club, between the intervals of muffin; of his life has been run, -till his with what assuredly were cutlets of muscles are hard as iron, his slot deep, lamb. After all this, can you have and his branches towering on the the face to stand up and defend your beam,—not until he has lived and own humanity ? For how many days loved, do we strike down, as if with had the sun dawned upon that luck. lightning and painless death, the less calf, the mangled fragments of great hart in the middle of the wilderwhich upon your platter rather re ness. But to all innocent things—to sembled the rags of a kid-glove, the harmless indwellers of the forest and than food meet for the stomach moor, the true hunter is a guardian of a Christian ? How long had and a friend. The strong man is ever the feeble quackle of a Draco been brave, and none but the strong can heard round the row of peas pass to where the herds of the moun. near which he unsuspiciously per- tain dwell. ambulated, little dreaming how much One more scene at the Hut, and we the pods thereof were mixed up shall illustrate this subject further. with his future destiny? How many

"But though our bothie was far from reraces were run upon the meadow by sembling the Peri Paribanou's cell

, or the that perished daughter of the sheep? rock-palace where the old kaiser keeps Three infantine lives cut off simply his court in the bowels of the Unterberg for your sole gormandizing! This is we loved it, not only for its bucks and but a slight case. Set you down to a stags, and all its greenwood cheer, but for rook-pie, and you will engulf a dozen the love of nature by which it was surunfortunates before you bury your

rounded. Beyond its' vert and venison, visage in the pewter. Pay for you at there was a world of life and interest for Blackwall , and the white bait will dis- those who had the eye to mark, and the

heart to read its book. On every side we appear by the thousand. It is in vain

had companions; from the passenger that you attempt to shift the atrocity which came from Norway, to the little of your inordinate appetite from your native guest—the robin which roosted own shoulders to those of the grazier, in the holly bush above us. · The robin ?' the butcher, the poulterer, or the you smile and say. Yes, there was but fisherman. Cobden, or Joe Hume, one. He lived in the bush, as we lived or any other of the political economists in the bothie, and we were his neighbours belonging to the tribe who would too long not to be very well acquainted. starve the workman in order that they His species, as well as all the small tribes,

conformable to the minuteness of their may guzzle themselves, will tell you range and habits, are very local, and may that invariably the demand regulates be found all the year in, or near, the the supply. You, therefore, are the re same place; and those who feed them sponsible party : the young have fallen will rarely wait many minutes for their into your Scylla—ihe immature of appearance. There were many robins days have been swept into the vortex which lived about the bothie, and all were of your Charybdis ! Moreover, if you continually in its vicinity, and very tame; were a sportsman—which you are not but none so gentle and grateful as our - ur minds would be grievously little neighbour in the holly. They troubled for the future safety of the would, however, enter the hut, sit on the singing-birds. Welford, the friend of and, when I went out

, follow me to

bed or the table, and bop about the floor, Bright, as we all remember, proposed the brae. They liked very much to a grand crusade throughout Britain see me turn up the soil, which always against the feathered tribe; and you provided them with a little feast; ac

cordingly, they were never absent at the I remember a day, one of those deep planting of a shrub or a flower; and when still blue days so solemn in the forest; I brought home, in my shooting-bag, a the ground was covered with a foot of tuft of primroses, pyrolas, or lilies of the snow, and all the trees were hanging like valley, they were always in attendance to gigantic ostrich feathers; but als the see them put into the bank. For watch- world was blue,-the sky was a sleeping ing my occupation, they preferred some mass of those heavy indigo clouds which thing more elevated than the ground, but forebode a 'feeding storm,'—not a temnot so high as the branches of the trees, pest, but a fall of snow ; for, in Scotland, which were too far from the earth to give snow is called 'storm,' however light and them a clear sight of what I turned up; still it falls ; thus, in tracking the deer, for their accommodation, therefore, I we say he has brushed the storm from made little crosses and crochets, and, the heather ;' and a 'feeding storm' is when I was planting, set them up beside when the clouds are continually feeding me, moving them as I proceeded from the earth with its velvet pall. - The replace to place. Each was immediately flection of those deep-blue clouds cast a occupied by an attentive observer; and, delicate tint of the same colour over the whenever an insect or a worm was dis- whitened world. I was standing with covered, one of the nearest darted down my back against a huge pine-one of the and caught it, even from between my old remnant of the great forest of Moray, fingers, and disappeared for a few mo- which had, no doubt, heard the bell toli ments under the rock or behind the great for the first Stuart earl.-I counted the holly, to enjoy his success undisturbed. rings in a smaller tree which once stood At his disappearance his place was im- in the same hollow; I shunned its wreck mediately occupied by another, but at as I would have avoided a corpse which the return of the first it was amiably re- I could not bury, and always, when I signed by his successor. The blue-bon- passed near it, averted my face; but one nets were almost as numerous as the day running to cut off a buck, and just robins, but they never arrived at the same heading him, I dropped on my knee to intimacy and confidence. They never receive him as he came out from a mass entered the bothie in my presence, and of junipers, and when reloading, I found even when I fed them they would not that I had knelt by the stump of my old approach as long as I remained outside friend.— I counted two hundred and sixthe door; but as soon as I went in they ty-four rings in his wood !-how many descended four or five together, chatter- earls had he seen ?--Well, I was leaning ing and Auttering about the entrance, against his elder brother, as I suppose peeping in at the little window, and by the size. I had been there for a long stretching their necks as far as they could time, waiting to hear the dogs bring back to see where I was, and if all was right. a buck from-I don't know now from Then they would begin their breakfast on where.- As I had been through all the what I had left for them, talking a great swamps, and stripes, and wet hollows on deal about it, but occasionally ogling the that side of the forest, and waded through door in a manner from which I concluded two and three feet of snow-wreaths, my that there was but small esteem or grati- kilt and hose, and, as it seemed, my flesh tude in their conversation.-Far differ was saturated to the bones with snawent was the friendship of our little neigh- bree,'and I began to beat,first one foot,and bour in the holly. În the morning he then the other to quicken the blood, which used to come down and perch on the arm was warm enough in my trunk.--I had of the bird-cherry, which stretched over scarce commenced this exercise, when the precipice before the door, waiting for I heard a little tic!' close to my ear, its opening and the preparation of the and the soft low yoice of a bird—a sound, breakfast

, which he always shared ; and neither a whistle nor a chirp, but which when we were seated he would venture 1 knew very well before I turned and over the sill, and gather the crumbs about saw the robin, who sat on a dry branch the table at our leet. Often when the within a yard of my cheek. I guessed first blood-red streaks of the autumn mor- what had brought him: he was very ning shone like lurid fire through the lit- cold, his ruffled back humped as sound tle window, we were awakened by his as a ball, and his tail drooping almost sad and solitary whistle, as he sat on his perpendicular with his legs, as if it was usual branch, his jet-black eye cast to a little brown peg to lean on, like that on wards the door, impatient for our appear which the travelling Tyrolean merchant ance. Many of his little cousins there rests his pack. He looked at me with were in the wood, with whom we were his large black eye; then, with a flirt of also well acquainted, and between us his tail and a bow with his head, indi. happened many an incident, which in- cated that, if I had no objection, he creased our interest and familiarity. should like to descend to the place wbich

I occupied; the object of which he ex suppose that we had killed her 'marrow;' pressed, by turning his head sidelong, but I was careful not to disturb her and directing one eye into the black haunt, for she was very fat and round, earth which my foot had beaten bare in stepped with much caution, and never the snow. I immediately drew back a went far to feed. Accordingly, when at couple of feet, and he instantly dropped evening and morning she came out to into the spot of mould, peeped and picked pick the sweet herbs at the foot of the brae under every leaf and clod of earth, and, or by the little green well in its face, I when there was nothing more, hopped up trode softly out of her sight, and if I passed on the guard of my rifle, on which I was at noon, made a circuit from the black leaning, and, turning his head, looked at willows, or thick junipers, where she reme with his upper eye. I again stepped posed during the heat. At last, one fine forward, and recommenced my foot-exer- sunny morning I saw her come tripping cise, during which he returned to his out from her bower of young birches as branch, examining my progress with light as a fairy, and very gay and 'canty,' some impatience. As soon as my foot but so thin, nobody but an old acquaintwas removed, he again dropped into the ance could have known her. For various hollow, and busily collected all the little mornings afterwards I saw her on the grubs and chrysales which, though too bank, but she was always restless and small for me io see as I stood, I knew anxious—listening and searching the abounded beneath the sere leaves and wind-trotting up and down-picking a thatch of moss and sticks. In this man- leaf here and a leaf there, and after her ner I repeated his supply several times, short and unsettled meal, she would take on one of which, when I was too long, a frisk round leap into the air-dart down or he too impatient, he dropped from his into her secret bower,and appear no more perch, and hovered over the space in until the twilight. In a few days, howwhich my foot was at work, and, as I ever, her excursions became a little more continued, lighted on the point of the extended, generally to the terrace above other shoe, and remained there, peeping the bank, but never out of sight of the into the hollow, until I withdrew my foot, thicket below. At length she ventured and then descended to finish his repast. to a greater distance, and one day I stole When he was satisfied, he ruffed his down the brae among the birches. In feathers, looked up sidelong to me, and, the middle of the thicket there was a after a shake of satisfaction, resumed his group of young trees growing out of a perch close to my head, and, after prun- carpet of deep moss, which yielded like ing and oiling his feathers, mounted an a down pillow. The prints of the doe's other branch higher, and opened his slender-forked feet were thickly tracked little throat with that most sad, sweet, about the hollow, and in the centre there and intermitting warble which gives was a bed of the velvet ‘fog,' which such a melancholy charm to a still win- seemed a little higher than the rest, but ter's day."

so natural, that it would not have been Take a picture of the roe, and you carefully lifted the green cushion, and

noticed by any unaccustomed eye. I will hardly doubt the humanity of our under its veil, rolled close together, the sportsmen. But wby talk of it thus ? head of each resting on the flank of the No one, we hope, save a member of other, nestled two beautiful little kids, the Manchester manufacturing school their large velvet ears laid smooth on could feel otherwise-certainly not a their dappled necks, their spotted sides genuine hills-man; and we quote the sleek and shining as satin, and their little passage simply for its extreme beauty delicate legs as slender as hazel wands, and perfect fidelity to nature. No

shod with tiny glossy shoes as smooth creature is more beautiful than the and black as ebony, while their large dark kid of the roe-deer, especially when eyes looked at me out of the corners with

a full, mild, quiet gaze, which had not seen in their rest or moving through yet learned to tear the hand of man : still the ferns, on a summer evening, beside they had a nameless doubt which followtheir gentle mother the doe.

ed every motion of mine-their little

limbs shrank from my touch, and their “In the bedding season the does retire velvet fur rose and fell quickly; but as I into the most secret thickets, or other was about to replace the moss, one turned lonely places to produce their young and its head, listed its sleek ears towards me, cover them so carefully that they are very and licked my hand as I laid their soft rarely found; we have, however, deceive mantle over them. I often saw them ed their vigilance. There was a solitary afterwards when they grew strong, and doe which lived in the hollow below the came abroad upon the brae, and freBràigh-cloiche-leithe in Tarnaway. I quently I called off old Dreadnought

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