. The land of heather . chanted gardenvanished, and the island became like other for the maiden, Mego, she pined away and died,but whether for lack of the coveted apple or in re-morse for the loss of her brave lover, the lady ofKilchurn castle could not say. The shower was past by the time these tales werefinished, and I started back toward Dalmally. Ilingered through the meadows where the tall grasses Lochs and Bens 171 hung heavy with water drops prismatic in the sunlight,and before I knew it, another storm was brewing amongthe mountain peaks, and its mists of falUng rain wereswee
. The land of heather . chanted gardenvanished, and the island became like other for the maiden, Mego, she pined away and died,but whether for lack of the coveted apple or in re-morse for the loss of her brave lover, the lady ofKilchurn castle could not say. The shower was past by the time these tales werefinished, and I started back toward Dalmally. Ilingered through the meadows where the tall grasses Lochs and Bens 171 hung heavy with water drops prismatic in the sunlight,and before I knew it, another storm was brewing amongthe mountain peaks, and its mists of falUng rain weresweeping high and gray across the western Httle shreds began to veil the near slopes,and, though I hastened, the first drops caught me inthe open meadows. No house was near, and I ran tothe protection of a railroad bridge, and sat and waitedbeneath it by the edge of the stream, with my backagainst the stone abutment. The storm was fiercewhile it lasted, but that was not long, and then I tookthe Dalmally road Loch Lomond and Ben Lomond IX THE ISLE OF MULL
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