The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-12-11
firelocks bang and the balls whistle in the


birches.
Just inside the shelter of the trees
found Alan Breck standing, with a.tishing
rod. He gave me no salutation: indeed, it
was no time for civilites. Only "Come"
said he. and setting off running aleng the
side of the mountain toward Balachulish,
and |, like a sheep, to follow him. When
we had run great distance we traced
back across the mountain side by the same
way that we had come, only perhaps
higher, until at last Alan threw himself
down in the upper wood of Lettermore.
where had found him at the first, and
lay with his face IN the bracken, nanting
like dog. My own sides so achsd, my
head so swan. my tongue so hung out of
my mouth with heat and dryness that
lay beside him like one dead.
When we were somewhat rested | re-
fiected on what had passed, and TOLL Alan
we must part, as our ways were dI lferent.
and his were not Gods. He dealurred
against my insinuation, and declared he
did not know the man in black WHO had
fired the fatal shot. We must Gee. he
added, to the Lowlands; for if captured
and tried by Campbell jury there ssas no
hope for US.
We set out, aud about half past 10 of the
clock we came to the house of Alan kins-
man, James Stewart of the Glens. News
of the killing of the Red Fox had reached
there, and the household was in tlrmoil
of excitement and apprehension. James
lamented that the occurrence must bring
trouble upon quite innocent persons, and
he argued that to protect himseEf and
family, and avert suspicion, he must get
out a uaper against Alan, and offer a re-
ward for him. TO this Alan consented.
but objected at first when James proposed
TO paper me also. But | agreed 10 the
plan. We were both to be described by
the clothes we had worn in the wool. and
as we had both changed our dress tlse risk
seemed less. Thereupon we said faTeweli
TO the frightened men and weeping women
and set out again.
Sometimes we walked, sometimes ran:
aud as il drew on to morning walked ever
the less and ran the more. From the hid
ing place where We passed the nexa day
we could see the soldiers securing the
country for us. but we evaded ther5. and
in a few DAYS we were safe in the E1oun-
tain of Ben Alder. Here We spent some
days in ''Cluny's Cage" a sort of NEST il
the trees on the mountain side. shere
dwelt Ciuny Macpherson, chief q the
Clan Vourich lie had been one 6f the
leaders Of the great rebellion six years be-
fore. There was a price on his life, Ind
had supposed him long ago IN France with
The rest of TIE heads OF that desperate
party. But here he was, surrounded by
faithful clansmen.
had been quite i'll while at the Gage,
and after We lett 1t and were well OF our
Journey again the sickness returned and
in my WEAKNESS and pain quarreled with
Alan; but he, seeing my condition. bore
with me and helped me along the waT.
At the door OF the first house We came 10
Alan knocked, which was no very SAFE en-
terprise in such part OF the Highlands as
the Braes OF Baiquidder. No grea. clan
held rule there; il was filed ana disputed
by small septs and broken remnants and
what they call "chielless folk" driven into
the wild country about the springs of
Forth and Teith by the advance O. the
Campbells Here were Stewards and
MaCIarens. which came to the same t3ling,
for the Maclarens followed Aian's ch5ef III
war. and made but one clan with Az5pin.
Here, too. were many of that Old. pro-
scribe1. nameless, red-handed elan q the
Macgregors. They had always been ILL
considered and now worse than ever haY-
ing credit with no side or party Ii tine
whole country of Scotland. Their chief
Macgregor of Macgregor, was in exile; the
more immediate leader OF that pazt Of
them about Balquidder, James More,
Rob Eoy's eldest son, lay waiting his trial
i'll Edinburgh castle; they We're in lii-Slood
with Highlander and Lowlander, WITH the
Grahames. the Maciarens and the stew
arts, and Alan. Who took up the quarrel Of
any friend, however distant, Has extremely
wishful 70 avoid them.
Chance served Us very well; for il t IS q
household OF Maclarens that We f,.lnd
where Alan was not only welcome fGT his
names sake bur known by repulaGi ION
Here, then, was got 70 bed without d.iay
and doctor fetched. who found me IN =
sorry plight But whether because he was
very good doctor, or l very vt..lng
strong man. / lay bedridden for no .zlore
than a week. ana before q month was