The Portland daily press., 1897-08-07

and Dryburgh Abbeys-About
Cathedrals.
Especial Correspondence of the PREss.1
Glasgow, July 12.-'"Tis only Scotch
mist and wee bit O. breeze" said one of
Caledonia's loyal Sons, when, after
reaching Glasgow. we complained of the
weather. In that dear land from which
we came, those three days tempest would
have been rightly named q torrent of
rain, and hurricane. However we had
really no cause for fault-finding AZ we
had selected most propitious time for a
dlsagreeable "spell, being obliged to wait
patiently for the arrival of the steamer
which.was to bring our guard and guide''
for the coming five weeks-Professor
BARTLETT. On our way north we had
passed Hop Inn, whose open door allured
US by its cordial invitation, but time was
flying and we could not enter. We were
not at all enthusiastic over "the second
largest city of the kingdom" but there
certainly was good reason. We challenge
any place to seem attractive, when fog
alternates with rain, and where the
streets and sidewalks are thick with mud.
Far more did we enjoy the Bonnie
Doom" the "brig" over which Tam
osShanter rode in frantic haste and ter
ror. "This is the very bed where Robbie
Burns was born" said the keeper of the
little cottage, pointing to the side Of the
room, into the wall of which, was built
the rude frame. ibid those dishes all
belong to Burns?" we asked. looking with
awe at exactly fifty blue and white bowls
of one pattern ranged against the wall,
and supplemented on the shelf above by
as many plates of one size and similar
coloring. "Noo,' was the honest an
swer, 81 put them there meself to help
| fill up and sort of furnish like the ROOM"
Disappointed we turned away, for we
had hoped to buy relic from the appar-
emily inexhaustible supply. Ayr below,
and air above, constantly recalled the
greatest of Scotia's poets; each wild fow-
er, each cloud of heaven. breathed of him
who loved them and who made the world
see in them a new beauty.
With a deep sense of it's peculiar fit
"All we like sheep as we met in the
station on in Tuesday morning at $50
"the personally conducted party to take
the train for Edinburgh. The greater
part of our way was to be by boat and
coach, the first essential for the enjoy
ment of both which conveyances is sun
shine. When on board the boat we found
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Ben Ledi and Ben Lomond with will.
1t whistled through our coats and wraps,
and tried to drive us down below, but
grasping hats and capes, we stood our
deck, to feast our eyes on land and water
made familiar by the wizard of the
North At Inversnaid we climbed the
ladder to our seat on the coach beside the
typical Scotch driver, which seat we had
chosen that we might hold converse with
him in his native tongue. In answer to
our anxious query about the weather,
made in purest Gaelic, he proved, in the
end, true prophet by saying, "Yere
gooing to have guild day for the Tros-
sachs, and it's wan in tin that's fine. -
The journey between Loeb Lomond and
Loeb Katrine was by grand mountain
roads, and down those steep sides leaped
many glistening cascades. We waited for
our little craft by the shores OF lovely Ia ;,
trine, picked bog and bell heather. and
t bewitehing bag bag piper. There the piper
was in all tho glory of plaid kilt and
"bunnit' W. whispered to E., "a pic
ture quick!' At first 1t was impossible
to get it, for as though the inspired
strains could only be produced 6y locomo,
H. fhn
strode Silver finally made him pause,
and never did woman seem more anx-
ious for effect. sis it the bunntt ye'll
have on or off, Miss?'' and with look
that shamed Apollo, there he stood, and
snap-we had him.
Fair Katrine. more sheltered than Loon
Lomond, euualled our expectations. We
were surrounded hemmed in, by noun
tains. We sailed SO near to Ellen's Isle
that by stretching out our hands we al
most touched the trees that shaded IT,
Once more, and now for the last time,
we left the steamer and drove tnrougn
the delightful Trossach district. Smooth
| round top after round top high on either
side, clothed with verdure or with heath
er thick with buds that soon would How
er; romantic Lochs lay at our right or
gave us f1eeting glimpses through green
! reeS.
| lAauleS, please SUanQ neroi Was Ulo
polite command, as some hours later we
stepped from the railway carriage into
that most beautiful Of cities-Edin-
burgh. "We" asked each other, why
is human nature SO constituted that
when told to stand here one longs unut-
terably to stand 'there?' - but we obeyed,
and in surprisingly short space of time,
our procession of twelve vehicles moved.
as all professions do through the princi
pal streets of the city" We were disap-
pointed In ourselves, for we expected
when we stood in Holyrood "a great wave
of emotion to sweep over us" and it ut
terly tailed. AS the dusty bed of Queen
Ann at Hampton Court left us calm and
unmoved, so these Of Charles l. and
single thrill While in the palace we
wished there Hwad some power the giftie
A valuable Prescription.
| Editor Morrison of Wortbipoto, Ind