The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1872-04-13


daily 10 burgess and broadly to grow:
While every highland glen
sends our shout back again,
Roderiek vich Alpine dhu, no Ieros:'
As We passed 'Ellen's Isle little boa
rowed BY two whte-rob FAIRIES, shot from
the silver strand and almost persuaded
myself that il really was sthe lady of tie
bleeding heart and one Of her attendants.
We nsared the pass Of the Trossaehs. and
the scene was % vondsrously beautiful that
my enthusiasm burst all bounds, and fairly
shouted - stood and gssed around me.
Some one noticing my emotion, said, 'Oh.
wait until you see Switzerland, you'll forget
ali this / answered, Excuse me, but I
don't believe it, In entering the Trossachs
Ne had again to take coaches, and according
70 the philosophy of spiritual afinitiss. our
consenial party soon filled tho same coach
b the hurry of getting good seats, without
any efforts in that direction. The spirit Of
our wag was contagious. and III venture to
say that a merrier party never passed
thr oush this glen, where sso
"Highsst Of al, where white psaks glanced.
Where .giistening streamers waved and
danced, 34 @1fG
The wanderers eye could barely view
The summer heavens delicious blue
So wondsrous Wild, the whole might seem,
The scenery Of fairy dream"
One must see these places to appreciate the
exquisite beauty Of Scots descriptions, which
arc true to the lsttsr; but think NO Lam
guage can give more than . very faint idea
Of their wonderous beauty. Excepting Ben
Lomond, whose lofty grandeur must ever
stand unchallenged in my admiration, can
scarcely believe earth holds fairer scene.
The wae gave ~ his funniest songs; the
chorus Of one, Add she tripped across the
grass like dart, fl. do, da,' will be immor-
tai in our memories, for be brought i! ont
upon every occasion, and with great gusto
when he was particularly enthusiastic. s.
treated US to q bunch of water cresses.' and
in the height Of our merriment our coach
came to dead halt. what 10 the mstterr
We asked from the back.
Somebody's carriage stops the way was
answered.l
Oh said an old A me ric.n lady, in spirit
more Republican thaa polite, 1t 10 some of
these aristocrats, and they expect US to get
out of sheir way. Turn them over tbs bank
But in some manner unknown to occupants
Of back seats, compromise was effected, and
we managed to pass each other without
bloodshsd. sse
This brought ~ to the opening gorge of
the Trossachs, where Fitz-James lost his
gallant gray Here two il the Trossachs
hotel, . most artistic affair, built in the cid
baronial style and l really thought it the
castle of some uobleman. And this brought
Us to
The cepsewood gray,
That waived aud wept ON Loeb Achray,
And mingled with the pine trees blue
On the bold cliffs Of Benvenue.'
Winding by . beautiful drive along its
banks, The Brig of Turk Was won.' This
bridge is At the mouth of Glenfnlas, celebrat.
ed in SCOTS ballads, and amid the most ro-
mantle scenery, and in the vicinity 10 Ian.
rick Mead, the gathering place Of Clan Al
pine. Crossing this bridge,
@ The lake ID past,
Dsneraggan's huts appear at last
And huts they truly are-hats they were
TO Scott, and time has not improved them.
Here tho children ran out after us with
little bouquets Of heather, which We willingly
purchased. Soon We reached 'Loch Ven
Dacher's broad wave.' truly beautiful lake,
I've miles in length, and at its eastern ex.
tremitv is Coilantogle Ford, the scene Of com
bat between Fitx-James and Roderick Dhu.
At this place the gentlemen calamity vol
untesred to dismount aud gather some ferns
which we, 1.-THE ladies,) desired as memen-
toe. A friend kindly arranged mine between
the leaves of my guids-book and put them
under the Gu shion to press, when oh nisfor-
tune! we never remembered them until the
coach had returned to Loeb Katrins after
leaving us at Callander. As We passed
along We were shown the lake of dead bodies,
Lochan-nan Corp, SO called from funeral
party Of 200 being drowned in its waters.
And then rose Ben Ledi's ridge 10 air.
This mountain. on which the Beltans mys-
teries were celebrated, 10 1sS2 feet high.
Callander ! very pretty little place, nestles
in verlant meadow under the protecting
shadow Of this hill of 0od,' - the name Ben.
Lsdi, signifies. eH
At Csllander we left the cosches, - from
this place We had to proceed 70 Sterling by
rail. ~ss
We found good hotel quite convenient
and excellent refreshments. Here one Of The
ladies complained of the unequal division Of
the good things of this life. She had been a.
occupant Of the other coach, and had listened
with envious ears to the uncsasing merrimsn
Of our party, while theirs had been Of thai
dull apathetic sort, which nothing can arous,
and they had. she said, passed the whole rout,
without laugh, or with scarcely smile,
We took the train and soon saw the ivy
mantled towers' Of the old castle Of Douns
which played such conspicuous part in the
olden time, and which ID described both II
Waverly' and sthe Lady Of the Lake:
AZ Doune, Ger many spear and glaivs
Two Barons proud their banners wave;
saw the Morsy's silver star,
| And marked the sable pale Of Mar"
Arriving at Sterling, We left the train I.
visit its castle-fairest of all fair Scotia
strongholls. II is one Of the most (if no
the most) Interesting places In Scotland, a
we'll from its commanding and unrivalsd 20.
sition, the scenes it looks down upon. it
fame in song and story - the multip, icit,
of its own stirring, historical associations.
Here kings were born and crowned, ant
died; e;lives were laid down, and nobl
blood flowed like water. The Earl Of Doug
las was murdered BY James II, while An in
vissd guest in she palace, and 1t Heading
Hill, 10 the north of the castle, Was the placs
whsEs State criminals were executed.
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