The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1884-04-11
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" And when the Brigg of Turk was won
The headmost horseman rode alone"

we pass the beautiful Loeb Achray and soon
enter the Trossachs, the most famous gorge
in Scotland. The mountain seems as if split
by a gigantic wedge and forms "a wilder
ing scene of Highlands rocks and woods" 1t
is really grand. In some respects it resem-
bles the entrance of the valley of the Lauter-
trunnen in Switzerland After riding for
mile or SO through this magnificent gorge we
catch our first sight of fair Loeb Katrine.
6 With promontory, creek and bay,
And mountains that like giants stand
To sentinel enchanted land"
On reaching the lake we leave our coaches
and embarking in splendid little side-wheel
steamer we sail close by Ellen's Isle,
. Where for retreat in dangerous hour,
Some chief had framed rustic bower"
and presently we get fine view of Benvenue
which rises to the height of 2, 1856 feet,
Throwing down upon the lake
Crags, knobs and mounds confusedly hurled,
The fragments of an earlier world
At Stronachlachar, at the west end of the
Loeb, we again disembark and proceed by
coaches through Glen Arklet to Inyersnaid, at
the foot of wonderfully steep hill on Lock
Lomond Before taking the steamer down
the lake we dine at the well-kept hotel near
the landing While eating, rather rough
looking American, with loud voice SO that
all can hear, finds fault with everything set
before him. This is fraud, a d. fraud,
| will write up this d. establishment as soon
as get home" &c. Within stones throw
of the hotel is the waterfall formed by the
river Arklet the scene of Wordsworths
9 Highland girl +" but here comes our steam
er. All aboard Loeb Lomond, down which
we are now sailing is undoubtedly the finest
of Scottish lakes. It's length is about twenty
4lraa al
miles from which it gradually grows narrower
till it terminates in prolonged strip of water
On our right side as we pass down the lake at
the base of grand old Ben Lomond, we see
an areh-shaped cavern named g Rob Roy's
Prison
8 Yes slender aid from fancy's glass
1t needs. as round these shores we pass,
Mid glen and thicket dark to scan
The wild MacGregors savage clam
Our steamer is thronged with ight-hearted
excursionists, and at every landing we see
splendid summer hotels, backed by the dark
background of these gloomy Scottish hills.
Here and there we also meet with the high
land costume but it is not in general use. We
saw perhaps two or three men dressed in the
kilt and stockings in our passage down the
lake. Few highlanders wear them the year
round. They are not a most comfortable
dress in the winter time when these bleak
hills are covered with snow and keen frosty
wind sweeps through these glens. The dress
consists of sack coat kilt, or a yard or
two of tartan gathered in tucks at the upper
edge and wound about the hips and fastened
at the waist and of sufficient width to permit
it to reach within one or two inches of the
knees. From the top of the stockings, which
come nearly up to the knees, to the bottom
of the kilt the legs are bare, but the wearers
say that they do not suffer from the exposure
any more than one does from having his face
uncovered.
At Ballock we disembark from our little
steamer and take the cars for Glasgow, where
we put up at the Coekburn hotel, quite ex-
hausted by our long jaunt