The daily citizen. [volume] (Asheville, N.C.) 1889-1890, 1889-08-04
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| At least, this is the best imitation we can
give of the magnificent intonation which
he brought forth without apparent effort.
We might have done better had we dared
ask him to repeat, but we feared that the
revcrbcrating patron letter of Scotland
would occupy the balance of our visit to
her shores.
To return to our itinerary of yesterday.
We left Glasgow at seven, after a charm
ing stop at St. Enock's hotel, and our
swift little railway carriage soon carried
us past the foot Of Dumbarton rock, and
we catch only Il glimpse of its renowned
castle, rich in historic lore and in which
the grand Wallace was SO long held a
prisoner, waiting to be the martyr whose
blood should ertilizc the seed which after
ward placed Scotland's king upon Eng
Innd's throne. This craig is located at
the junction Of the Severn and the Clyde,
and preserves as a relic the very sword
which in Wallacc'S grasp carried well de-
served destruction to the Tories and the
traitors of his day We are told that the
craig itself was a pebble which Satan at
tempted to throw at st. Patrick, but the
devil never being very powerful in Scot
land, instead of reaching Ireland the mis-.
Sllc dropped III its present position.
We soon take a dear little steamer at
the foot OF Loeb Lomond and smoothly
sail over its unrlpplcd waters, all OF us
on deck and gazing in delight upon the
grand mountains, or "BenS" aS they are
still called here.
The serricd, Jagged pinnacle and sides
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only one OF thousand others equal III
beauty ii not Ill renown, and numerous
elegant residences, which do not mar The
scene by their newncss, because always
Luit out OF the solid gray stone, part
of the eternal mountains themselves.
On our right we admire the hunting
seat and lodge OF the Duke OF Montroscc
nesting at the very foot OF Ben Lomond
while opposite, on pretty island, is the
residence OF Mr.. James Calhoun-a name
dear to our friends who represent oul
Southern sister.
Mr.. Calhoun's estate seems very large
covering miles OF the lakes shore ant
embracing numerous tcnantrles, wharves
towns, hotels, etc, each and all OF th'
same solid rock as compose MS owl
house. We fancy him to be good ant
faithful landlord from these indications
At the head of Loeb LOmOnd, which Il
reached all too quickly for us, we rccciv
our first impressions OF coach ride
Numbers OF these huge vehicles stand pre-
| pared to receive us-our party, we mean
not us. metaphorically speaking, becaus
we form only small fraction OF the loa'
of one.
You can judge of the strength OF thes
, horses when we tell you that four o
them carry with ease this huge coach
on top of which are mounted twcnty-hv
I men and women, besides Il driver who's
abundance of red coat, tall hat and brass
both in buttons and in demanding six
pence fee, would alone suffice to wear.
one of our pigmy teams. But these mug
brutcs without urging haul us all up
steep hill and past the mouth of the Cav
of Rob Roy and over range which II
minds us forcibly of Roam mountain. No
that this is nearly so elevated as that
, but probably the higher latitude make
= amends for our greater height, and til
, flora here seem almost identical with TIL
exception of our glorious rhododcndroI
c From spot to spot we can fancy tha
{ we look upon the very heather which I'll
bold robbcr crushed with indignant foo
as he disclaimcd his title, borrowed
the lowlands, and cried My foot is o
c my native heath. My names MacGr
i pUrw
+ Yea, even several smaller dwelling
Il which to all appearance might have con
:, posed the palaces OF those primitive DAY
II strike us most oddly, their suhSta'
L tial walls OF rough stone, surmounted
c a tllmsy root OF thatch or straw, wnil
- seems ready to drop oil with decay, D'
still are said to afford excellent protc
ton against the weather and irequc'
rains. Here, too, we hrst see The pea
which is being cut from the moraSS' {
- top of the pass, and packed up to dry II
&c fuel.
p: We now soon descend to Loch hatrir
l. properly Katrina, or the Lake OF Il
:, Robbers, where we rest at a charmil
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