Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1835-12-17
WHOLE NO. 29S.

ed 10 think myself-buf man in an ar
gument must stand up for his country
riah or wrong --und as could not make
50 good fight in defence as in attack,
opened battery upon him. 'You ave
no right q fell upon HIM TO use the s-s'f,
YOU whose whole range of thought -
only from Land's End to John O'GTOa,-'s
House. A big country as a right TO
big words. You call The Thames rug
en-! Why, BY one OF our inland cities
4 New Orleans ,he distance Of the navi-
gable steamboat communication Is about
eIg ghteen times the distance of New ork
from Liverpool lie opened his eyes.)
We have ten thousand TrOssacks in a
merica. See the fuss you make over
one. Why, begin TO think now days,
that you have no original ideas here
We give you the ra,o material, as we do
our cotton, and you work them up-well
too, grant-but you only work them up,
put on The frinSes and tlounces. Cleo
er too! YOU never get beyond that adjec-
tive. Here is man, for example, whose
intellect moves the world, whose voice
makes you siait-whose word is thunder
and to embody your idea Of such
man, you call him-eterer! Burke with
you is-ony cierer! Byron too is-cleu-
er! You never can get y our enthusiasm
up hey ond that everlasting word clever.
" hat milk and water English! Give ms
my own superlatives, and keep your cleo
err" There is nothing like turning ones
own battery upon an enemy--but the
lord help my impudence. ! think he
must have taken me for "a real crItter."
There is but step between the sub
lime and ridiculous, rs J have indeed
shown in the course Of this letter, not
that there is any thing sublime in the
letter Il would not have you think)-but
in the odd trains of thought into which
associations have dragged me. We hir-
cd boat aud two boa,nan, that spoke
English considerably well," but Gaelic
much better, to take US to the upper part
of Loeb Katrine. We embarked at the
Little Creek which the Loeb forms-as
Scott writes
!, "--Still and deep,
! Afording scarce such breadth Of brim
As served the wild duck 3 brood to swim,'
and anon, we were opposite the Goblin's
Cave, a vast hollow in the mountain,
where the Urisks or Lowland Brownie
were famed to dwell-once the resort OF
lawless band,ii-now more famous as
being the place where the Douglas con-
cealed his daughter when he removed
her from Rhoderic Dhu's island. "That's
the place." said the boatman, with alb
the air OF History, and he quoted tho
Poetry t0o-then screaming out "Rob
Row. then "Rhoderic Dhu"-and one
loud long, distinct sound answered each,
as if the man Of the mountain himself
screamed "Raoderic Dhu," so admira-
bly, did Echo act its part! In few min
u;es from this, we were landed on Ellens
Isle, precisely the land which is describ-
ed in the Poem as the residence OF the
outlawrd Douglas and his family. l
know not when have been more delight
ed than when found on that island the
very cottage, so it seemed, which Scott
has described thus the Imagination
has resting place aud the mind credifs
the whole story. Aye, a cottage, or rus
tic crotto, ,hatched all over, as near as
can be to that in the Poem, has been g.
rected by Lord Nilloughby d 'Eresby,-
and III tnlS mere nave Ueeh put n"ShC"e
armor-skins of wild animals, ,---and elk
horns-a dirk said TO be that OF Rob Roy
u LochaLar axe, Sc. The taste in
the management of,his rustic bower has
been admirable, and il demands oil
ones reason to forget the fiction, and
not to believe that this cottage, with
such rude windows, and such rude orna-
ments, was the very place for Rhoder'c
Dhu II is one of the most delightful
illusions | ever felt.
= After this view Of Hclen's Isle, and
the Lake from thence, we embarked "a
7 gain, and once more we were upon the
: Lake. Not puff of wind was stirring
and every mountain, hill, and h'Ilock
\ with all their shades Of color was refiec-
! ted from the bosom of the quiet Lake.
We passed thus around admiring SO
CAIN scene and sounding for an echo
:, here and there, TO which now and then
we would have n response for full eight
miles, when we left the boat, and the
J, Loeb, and started for Loeb Lomond on
foot. The road was wild, and passable
only for men or horses. Soon we wero
in sight Of an old Fort-Inversnaid, built
4 by Oliver Cromwell, where Gen. Wolfe,
who fell at Quebec, was once stationed.
There at the foot Of nn old bury'ng
! ground Of the garrison, in the mot quiet
recess of the glen, we met all at once u
] conrrrpntop, some in the Highland
-. a., Tho L land ~ "A ru,e uta