Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-09-22
RAPHIL'S LONDON LETTER
.21.-McmOries of the

Z. 21.-Memories of the
 jlods ili tae history of
 IDS we4e recalled when
 s time for more than 200
 aembers of the clan, Mac ered at Quart Castle, in the
 i, Null, and the chief of the V Tok possessian of the castle, Y sYwas surrendered in 1891.
 ft, an ancient, ather-stained
 standing on the rocky shore a he Sound of Null is the historic tronghold of the chiefs of the clan. II the stones of the grim old pile lad voices they could relate thrilling stor- ies of fued and foray and bloodshed, hut for the clan the day of it's glory departed centuries ago, and no chief has stood within it's walls as rightful owner since it's reluctant surrender by Sir John Maclean in 1691.
 In subsequent generations time stole upon it relentlessly. It became roof less and deserted, a noble relic of brave if turbulent past, but it has come to it's own again. It's glory has returned once more, and it is in pos session of the chief
 Not long ago Sir F.tzroy Maclean achieved the dream of his life when he was able to acquire the castle by purchase and to unde, take it's resto- ration and so make it the home of the chief of the clan.
 Sir Fitzroy Maelean is the tenth commanded the 18th Hussars. He is, a Crimean veteran and was at Alma and Sebastopol.
 To witness his triumphal return to his ancestral home Macieans gathered from all over the Highlands and from all parts of the world beside. The formal entry was marked by all the ceremon es of Highland tradition.
 The "fieIycress" had gone forth not
  was nobly answered by the c!ansmen. From Canada, from New Zealand, f.om Australia, from Germany, and from Holland came the men and wom- en of the Macleans to muster with their kin of the homeland and sec the chief in his castle and receive Nf tGo oI nf hp n ali, over 400 Maeleans mustered at Quart, From the steamer they dis embarked in great open ferry boats, and were pulled to the shore With long. heavy cars, two men at each. Pipes ana kits poured foreh glad dening strains from the chanter and drone, and a lons procession wound it's vay aHcng he rising iootpath to the castle gates.
 Here they halted, and a messenger asked the old question, "ls it your wish that the chief know of your de- sire to see him?'
 A mighty shout of affirmation went D, Ardgour raised his staff and rapped loudly at the gate. The chief made answer in person with his lady, and great storm of welcome greeted him.
 It was thrilling moment for it brought into the twentieth century snatch of life from the eighteenth before the black and irre1;evahle day of Cullodon broke up the clans.
 Soon the eager throng pressed in on Sir F'itzroy and Lady Maclean, whose gracious reception and hand shake cheered all
 Within the castle yard brief re- ligious service was held The l2lst psalm, q to the hills will lift mine eyes. was sung, and ony Scots man can know the depth of feeling awakened by the familiar words and the old familiar air.
 When the service had ended the chief unfurled his banner over the castle tower-and the first time such d symbol has flown at Quart
 The piper blew out "The Chiefs Sa- lute.' and the "Clan March" and cheers thundered through the castle halls.
 An address of welcome to Fitzroy Maclean breathing pride in the chief