. Leaves from the journal of our life in the Highlands, from 1848 to 1861. To which are prefixed and added extracts from the same journal giving an account of earlier visits to Scotland, and tours in England and Ireland, and yachting excursions. isitold Mrs. Grant (Grants mother), w^ho is so tidy andclean, and to whom I gave a dress and handkerchief,and she said, Youre too kind to me, youre over kind to me, ye give me more every year, and I get older every year. After talking some time with her, shesaid, I am happy to see ye looking so nice. She hadtears in her eyes, and speaking of Vickys goi
. Leaves from the journal of our life in the Highlands, from 1848 to 1861. To which are prefixed and added extracts from the same journal giving an account of earlier visits to Scotland, and tours in England and Ireland, and yachting excursions. isitold Mrs. Grant (Grants mother), w^ho is so tidy andclean, and to whom I gave a dress and handkerchief,and she said, Youre too kind to me, youre over kind to me, ye give me more every year, and I get older every year. After talking some time with her, shesaid, I am happy to see ye looking so nice. She hadtears in her eyes, and speaking of Vickys going, said, Im very sorry, and I think she is sorry hersel; and,having said she feared she v/ould not see her (thePrincess) again, said : I am very sorry I said that, but I meant no harm; I always say just what I think, not what is fut (fit). Dear old lady; she is such a pleasantperson. Really the affection of these good people, who are sohearty and so happy to see you, taking interest in every-thing, is very touching and gratifying. K ,.* Slie died in Jan. 1S65. ( lo ) Visit to the Princes Encampment at Feithort. Tuesday, October 6, twelve oclock I drove off with the two girls to the Irons, where we mounted our ponies, and rode up. (Brown and Robertson attending on foot) througli theCorrie Bine, along the pretty new path tlirough Fcithhdeto the foot of the very steep ascent to Feithort, where we ( ii6 ) got off and walked up—and suddenly, when nearly at thetop of the path, came upon Alberts little encampment,,which was just at the edge of the winding path. Albert was still absent, having gone out at six oclock,but Lohlein and some of the gillies were there. Thelittle house, with shelves for keeping a few boxes(no seat), and a little stove, was not at all uncomfortable ;but the wind was dreadfully high, and blew in. Wewaited for about a quarter of an hour, and then Albertarrived; he had been out since six oclock, shot threestags, but only got one bad one. The fine one,
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