Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1935-02-02

lair beneath what we cal q bield. a
shelter for sheep. Very like it began
by being q tod's hole. and was torn
bigger with Ogilyy dirls. II Il ever ex-
listed. the Lair has been long filled up
with stones. which are ell that re-
main to marx the royal residence.
Sheep again shelter In the bieId,
but there were none there IN the time
Of the prince, If Il was he, nor as they
say could food be passed 70 him. In his
extremity he was saved by Some One
Who Was with Him OF course, the
legend has It that she was young. and
fair, and Of high degree. and that she
loved much. She fed him with the
unwilling help Of the eagles. The
Eagles Rock, which Is not far from the
bield. is a mighty mass, said the ghillles
Of today to be unscalable by man be-
cause Of what Is called the Logan Stone
No eagles build there now; they have
fallen to the guns Of their modern
enemy. the keepers, who swear that
one pair OF eagles win carry q hundred
grouse or more to their nests 70 feed
their young. But at that time there
was an eagles nest on the top Of the
rock.
The climb is a perilous one, but now
and again hardy folk get up as far
as the Logan Stone. where they turn
back. There are Logan Stones. / am
told, throughout the world. and they
are rocking stones. It is said they may
be seen rocking in the wind. and that
they never lose this property, though
with the centuries they wear small.
Such a monster hangs out from our
Eagles Rock, and you cannot reach the
top save by climbing over Il, nor can
you get on to the stone without leap
ing, and IL is as rounded as an egg.
Twice men of the glen have leapt and
it threw them Off.
Nathless. the story is that this Some
One Who Was with Him got through
the searchers in the dark, reached the
top Of the rock by way Of the Logan
Stone, and after sometimes fighting
the parent eagles for possession brought
down young grouse for her lord. BY
all kind accounts she was a maiden,
and in our glen she Is remembered by
the white heather which, never seen
here till then, is called the marks OF
her pretty naked feet.
It brought her little luck. In q hur-
ried and maybe bloody fitting she was
left behind. Nothing more Is recorded
Of her except that when her master
embarked for France he enjoined hisI
Highlanders "to feed her and honor
her as she had fed and honored him.
They were faithful though misguided, |
and I daresay they would have done 1t
If they could. Some think. according |
to the doctor, that she is In the bield
In the hole beneath the stones, stil
waiting. They say, maybe there was
a promise. To what clan she belonged
is unknown, but In the glen they think
It was probably one that is q little
better than the rest.
III. THE SPECTRUM
Dec. 8 (cont'd)-'I am thinking" DR..
John went on, that all the dizziness
about folk of nowadays meeting
Strangers when the glen Is locked
comes out Of that troubled past. In a
white winter, as you have jaloused
yourself, folk bark hack by the hearth
stones to the forgotten, aye, and the
forbidden. But I assure you, despite
the whispers, the very name OF the
rs is now grass-grown in this glen
Even Posty, though he is sib with the
pipes, gets dunder-heade II you press
him about what his old ballants mean.
Neither good luck nor mischief, so lar
as I can discover, comes TO the havrels
who think they have talked or walked
With Stranger, unless, indeed, as some
say, 1t was one Of them who mairtered
poor Mr.. H., and 1 understand he, be-
Ing a learned man, always called 1t a
This set us talking of him Of whom
{ have already limited that he once
Kept a diary IN this manse. It was so
Iong ago as to be just q legend even
% DR.. John, in the days when there
we're no seats in my kirk, and all stood
IA their shanks. Though say we
.alked about him we really said very,
little. unless an occasional furttve
Glance be speech. All In these parts
become furtive when a word, falling
IS meaningless you would say as
:inder on the hearth, brings the old
nan to mind.
Mr.. n. was a distant predecessor Of
nine. and a scholar such as the manse
s not likely to know again. It was he
Who collected the library of noble erud-
ton that is In the presses Of this room,
many Of the volumes bound or rebound
" his fond hands. Bis diary was writ
en- on the ny leaves Of a number OF
hem. believe he thought in Latin
nd Greek quicker than in his own
ongue, for hurried notes are often
d those languages and the more de-
Iberate ones In OURS
I am in q ounces cap with the
sreek, but I can plod along with
attn dictionary. and entries In the
attn have made me so uneasy that !
ave torn out the pages and burned
hem. Mr.. Carluke. whom / succeed
d. had TO confine himself TO the Eng
sh bits, and he treated some Of them
Imilaxly, for, as he said to me, they
ere about things that win not do at
d. They appear suddenly amidst
natter grandly put as If, you might
". a rat had got at the pages. Minute