New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1894-10-21
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along the base Of gigantic cliff-at first shghtiy
masked by a luxuriant growth OF larch ana hr'
then naked and bold in all It's colossal
strength and rugged desoat.on. In cosey hooks
beneath the shadow Of those tremendous crags
are a few dwellings, lovely amid towering lawns,
and richly decorated with the beautiful green
and crimson Of the delicate woodbine-their win
dows opening on the ever-changeful waters Oh
the Sound Those waters when last them.
were family crlnkled by the gentle wind OF even
ing. while every puff of the breeze brought de-
licious odor from the mOOrlands and the woodS'
little island rose dark in the stream.
and midway between Lorn and Herrera
a bright, revolving light flashed from tiny buoy,
fast anchored to TIE rocks At that point there
is a ferry to Kerrera-practicabe when hailed, or
otherwise signaed. from the mainland; and
looking across to that island with its rich, green
pasture lands its broad stretches Of breezy heath
its scattered farmhouses and It's dark ravnes.
the stroller is strongly tempted to kindle the sig
nal brand or wind the horn. The margin Of the
shore is here confused mass of scrawed rocks
and great beetling cliffs overhang the road
Toward the end of the crag the mouth OF
n cavern which-since IL has been there. I'M
changed for countless centuries.-must often
have been the abode Of savage beasts or of men
scarcely less savage in the earlier ages Of unre-
corded time. Not distant. in the vacant pa5ture
was a strange uncouth lichen-covered stone. in
shape a clumsy sphinx silently watching over the
bleak and darkenng waste. Along the white
road which curves with the curving OF the shore
there Is an ample growth Of PUSHES and OF this
tles.-whercof the down was floating here ana
there-and. looking up the gorges OF the hills.
saw much bracken. and great shining patches OF
golden gorse. Throughout this region there is a
wealth Of flowers. while among the mountain
rocks are great trees Of thick ivy, that the face
OF every crag is velned with green and the stern
est aspect Of nature often wears smile. In lit
tie bay where boat had been beached / rested
long. to dream upon that scene Of savage gran
deur and yet Of the sweetest repose. Far out
upon the CLASSY water a single sloOp was nes-
tied Ike a bird asleep. The regular rhythmic
beat of the oars Of a distant skif loated over the
silent sea. The faint breeze scented with the
fragrance OF hay fields at hand. A few
drowsy bird notes were sprinkled on the air. And
slowly. over the sacred stiffness. the soft gray
light which follows the sunset waned and faded
until all was dark
This place. indeed is one Of strange and in
communicable beauty. and words can but family
my windows in the Royal Hotel Of Oban,-a
house which is more Ike home than any hotel
that have found In Scotland except. perhaps,
that OF the station at Loch AVE. see the
pretty bay Of this picturesque city. placid now.
and smooth as a mirror, and on 1t few little
steam yachts and fishing boats at anchor.
Many gulls are resting on It's purple. steel-like
surface or crcng with shrill camor. In the
empurpled golden air Immediately before me
lies the ample garden OF Il neghborng dwelling.
Its walks frlnged with marigolds and late roses.
It's green lawn shaded by tremulous willow trees.
the rowan and the ash. a still fountain in It's
centre. and in the ample, dry basin child at
play. Beyond the garden rises the battle
mented sea-wall Of the town. Away 70 the
right stretches the long line OF dwellings. gray
against the autumn-tinted green Of Dunnolly
Mount. Through the middle distance extends
the bleak. green. treeless broken and vacant
point OF Herrera, upon which, near its extremity,
rises simple monument. TO commemorate that
admirable public benefactor David Hutchesson,
whose management Of steam navigation first
opened 10 general access the western highlands OF
Scotland on the left are the fine buildings and
gardens OF the CALIFORNIAN Railway. and a little
westward Of them rises the wooded height II
Pulpit Hil-commemorating the revered char
acter and life OF David Macrae-from which You
nay have one of the lOveliest views of landscape
and water that are anywhere to be found Far
of, in the north and west, ridge beyond ridge
extend the dark and frowning mountains of Nor
ven and u Null From the streets adjacent
come noise OF traffic. the click of hoofs the
rattle of wheels. and the occasional din OF bells
Squads Of tourists hasten 10 and fro along the
Causeway. Flocks OF black faced sheep and
herds Of shaggy, wde-horned cattle appear sud
denly, from time to time. coming around the
curves OF the harbor road. and spurred by shep-
herds and by vigilant colley dogs. tramp away
and vanish The sun. as IT sinks behind the
western mountain. casts slanting rays OF golden
light the peaceful bay, from beneath
thick clouds of lilac and of steel. The sky mme-
diately above is of the clearest. sweetest blue
and high in heaven the little starlngs are flying
In nocks while single sea-swaow. poised for
instant. makes picture Of wild freedom and
happy sovereign power serene in the sapphire
arch. W. w