Rambles through the British Isles . en for safe-keeping, inages past. All ruinil and wild is this roofless abode. And lonely the dark ravens sheltring tree;And travelid by few is the grass coverd road,Where the hunter of deer and the warrior trodeTo his hUl that encircles the sea. The time of its erection and much of its early history arelost in the darkness of the past. It is said to have long beenin possession of one Allen de Cathcart, a strong defender ofthe rights of the Scotch. Having fallen into other hands, itwas in 1801, purchased by Earl Cathcart, father of its preserbowner. A short d
Rambles through the British Isles . en for safe-keeping, inages past. All ruinil and wild is this roofless abode. And lonely the dark ravens sheltring tree;And travelid by few is the grass coverd road,Where the hunter of deer and the warrior trodeTo his hUl that encircles the sea. The time of its erection and much of its early history arelost in the darkness of the past. It is said to have long beenin possession of one Allen de Cathcart, a strong defender ofthe rights of the Scotch. Having fallen into other hands, itwas in 1801, purchased by Earl Cathcart, father of its preserbowner. A short distance from the old castle is the Court Knowe,where Queen Mary stood and witnessed the battle of Lang-syde. In the place of the old thorn tree, which up to theclose of the last centui y marked the spot, is erected a stoneslab, on which is rudely carved the Scottish crown, and underit are the letters M. R., 1568. Here, with my companion, I rested and thought of the bat-tle and tho beautiful but hapless Queen. lifilllllllljll > ^. Like a long wiutery torc&t, giovos of XXVIII. The Clyde and its Sienxs. And call they this improvemenfc ? -to have changedMy native Clyde, the once romatic shore.—^?iora. Y first trip on the Clyde did not make avery favorable impression. Having spent thedark hours of-the night in crossing the IrisliChannel, I entered the Clyde just as thelight of morning came streaming up from the?^ east. The air was clear, the sky free from clouds,and I anticipated much in my sail up to I was not in a fit mood for forming a cor-rect judgment of the scenery ; for I carried in my minds eyeour beautiful Hudson, with its banks covered with picturesqueto>vns and villas, costly mansions of merchant princes, andf liry like cottages, with hill and vale, rock and crag, tree andshrub of exquisite loveliness ! And yet, having heard so much
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