Connecticut western news., 1893-11-16
CANAAN, CONN, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 1893.

more active and young assisted the elder --fnore especially the old pastor and the women with the infants-and many min utes had not elapsed till not 8 living creature was visible in the channel of the stream, but all of them hidden, or nearly so in the clefts and caverns.
 The shepherd who had given the alarm had lain down again in his plaid instant ly on the greensward upon the summit of these precipices. A party of soldiers were immediately upon him and de- manded what signals he had been mak- ing and to whom, when one of them, looking over the edge of the cliff, ex- claimed: ''See, see! Humphrey, we have caught the whole tabernacle of the Lord in net at last. There they are prais- ing God among the stones of the river Mouss. These are the Cartland craigs. By my souls salvation, a noble cathe- dralv' ts
 Filing the lying sentinel over the cliffs Here is 8 canting Covenanter for you, deceiving honest soldiers on the very Sabbath day. Over with him-out of the gallery into the pit" But the shepherd had vanished like a shadow, and mixing with the tall green broom and bushes was making his unseen way toward wood. Satan has saved his servant, but come, my lads-follow me. I know the way down into the bed of the stream and the steps up to Wallace's cave. They are called the 'Kittle Nine Stanes.' The hunts up. We'll be all in at the death. Halloo-my boys halloo"
 The soldiers dashed down less pre- cipitous part of the wooded banks 8 lit tie below the ''craigs" and hurried up the channel. But when they reached the altar where the old gray haired min ister had been seen standing, and the rocks that had been covered with people, all was silent and solitary-not crea- ture was to be seen.
 "Heres Bible dropped by some of them," cried soldier, and with his foot he spun it away into the pool. "A bon meta bonnet" cried another, "now for the pretty sanctified face that rolled it's demure eyes below it." But after few jests and oaths the soldiers stood still, eying with kind of mysterious dread the black and silent walls of the rock that hemmed them in, and hearing only the small voice of the stream that sent profounder stiffness through the heart of that majestic solitude.
 'Curse these cowardly Covenanters! What if they tumble down upon our heads pieces of rock from their hiding place? Advance? Or retreat?" There was no reply, for slight fear was upon every man. Musket or bayonet could be of little use to men obliged to chamber up rocks along slender paths, leading they knew not where, and they were aware that armed men nowadays wor- shiped God-men of iron hearts, who feared not the glitter of the soldiers arms, neither barrel nor bayonet-men of long stride, firm step and broad chest, who on the open field would have over thrown the marshaled line and gone first and foremost if city had to be taken by storm.
 As the soldiers were standing together irresoIute, noise came upon their ears like distant thunder, but even more ap- palling, and light current of air, as if propelled by it, passed whispering along the sweetbriers, and the broom, and the tresses of the birch trees. It came deep ening and rolling and roaring on, and the very Cartland craigs shook to their foundation as if in an earthquake.
 1.-The Lord have mercy upon us-what is this?" And down fell many of the miserable wretches on their knees and some on their faces upon the sharp point ed rocks. Now, it was like the sound of many myriads of chariots rolling on their iron axles down the stony channel of the torrent. The old gray haired minister issued from the mouth of Wal laces cave and said, with loud voice, ''The Lord God terrible reigneth."
 A waterspout had burst up among the moorlands, and the river in its power was at band. There it came-tumbling along into that long reach of cliffs, and in moment filled it with one mass of waves. Huge, agitated clouds of foam rode on the surface of blood red tor rent. An army must have been swept off by that flood. The soldiers perished in moment-but high up in the cliffs, above the sweep of destruction, were the Covenanters-men,w women and chil- dren uttering prayers to God, unheard by themselves, in that raging thunder From ''Lights and Shadows of Scottish Life"