The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-11-09
AMOk1 THE HEBRIDES.
Bxnmer Days Along tho Coast Of IA
Highlands

0&0toof CSyH AADet WIG SOeSs W s~As
Highlands
A whole geteration has passed since
It was said, by brilliant and graceful
writer, that Early in the month In
which English tourists descend on the
continent in shower Of gold, il was
his custom to seek refuge in the
.Hebri1es- The charm of his descriP
lions has perhaps done something 70
break the solitude he loved. At any
lands are in these days SO haunted by
eight-seers. and 40 interviewer with a
network of steam traffic that il is less
easy now to find in them that medicine
of silence and repose that was so deal
to the author of "a Summer ia Skye. "
But there are many places which
are still unnoticed Of the guide books
from the world without disturbs the
seclusion of the bird-haunted shore;
where no great hotel, like a blot upon
the landscape, mars the beauty Of the
everlasting hills. And of all the ways
in which Britons love to take theil
holiday, perhaps there is none which
carries a man further from the beaten
track, or which offers him more chance
of rest and change. than a cruise
among the hundred islands of the He.
brides. There is not much restfulness
on the deck of the crowded steamship
that hurries a man ruthlessly along,
perhaps through the very loveliest
scenery. And in the Arcadian quiet
of these wild and lonely lochs even the
finest of steam yachts-though per,
haps that is only the sailors conven.
tional contempt for steam-seems te
SAVIOR of impertinencs and intrusion.
No, there is nothing 1.-The sailing
ship You must sail not steam, il
you would realize to the full the beau.
ty of these northern inlets, theiI
wealth of wild life. their charm OF
solitude and remoteness. And if, un,
der sail alone, you are at the mercy OF
the wind and tide, and may be be-
lated for days together, beyond the
reach of post or telegraph, what mat.
ters it? If it be your fortune, as il
has more than once been mine, to be
storm-bound when stores are running
low. there is an added charm in rough.
ing it little, in having to do without
real" milk, or even in being put up
on short allowance of bread. Rough
ing it" is part of the pleasure of the
cruise.
On the western shores of Scotland,
on the mainland, ard among the is. |
lands. is some of the finest scenery in
Britain. Even from the deck of q |
steamer one may see the hills Of Skye, |
the rugged shore of Morven, and, far off. |
the magnificent SUBMITS that look |
down on Loeb Dutch or Loeb Torridon. |
But the leisurely cruising of sailing
yacht brings you to the very feet OF
the mountains, gives you time to know
them in all their changing modes. tc
least your eyes on them when they
are clear in the unbroken sunshine. OF
when flying lights and shadows play
swiftly over them, or when they show
,oid and sullen through gray veil OF
cloud, or when they are crowned with
hat wonderful, magical, indescriba BILE
beauty that, among the islands. comes
,nly with clear shining after rain.
What more pleasant that to look gu!
1t early dawn over the smooth waters
IT some quiet loch, with it's rugged
slopes, Its green shore, its brown
luts, and with its purple noun.
aims. range beyond range, tower
ng high above it all? Cloud.
ire slowly drifting along the
teep sides of the mountains, whose
tony brows glitter in the pale light OF
unrise. A white thread of torrent
'eins the hillsides here and there. A
rleam of sunshine, breaking through
he clouds. has caught the low strip of
hore, with its crofts and cabins. ant
he yellow sands that, with their fish.
ng boats hauled up and brown metz
lung to dry, seem to glow like gold
long the pale green of the sea. And
he whole picture-the shore, the huts.
ne green patches of tillage. the mag.
ificent forms of the great mountains
is copied faithfully in the clear water, ,
whose silver mirror is broken only by
he CLEAN of leaping salmon, or hy
he snowy shapes of gulls floating mo
ionless above their white reflections
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