. British bee journal & bee-keepers adviser. Bees. THE Urifel Sfp Smtntal, BEE-KEEPERS' RECORD AND ADVISER. No. 455. Vol. XIX. 63.] MARCH 12,1891. [Published Weekly. (Sfriinria:!, ifcrikeg, #r. OUR PROMINENT BEE-KEEPERS. No. 32.âMiss Macdonell, of Glengarry. (Extracts from the autobiography of the last of the ' Chieftain's daughters ' bearing the name.) ' I was born at Glengarry on Loch Oich, the highest part of the Caledonian Canal, on Septem- ber 27th, 1814, and quite close to the site of the old castle, â which was blown up by Cumberland in 1746 â a few yards from the garden in whi
. British bee journal & bee-keepers adviser. Bees. THE Urifel Sfp Smtntal, BEE-KEEPERS' RECORD AND ADVISER. No. 455. Vol. XIX. 63.] MARCH 12,1891. [Published Weekly. (Sfriinria:!, ifcrikeg, #r. OUR PROMINENT BEE-KEEPERS. No. 32.âMiss Macdonell, of Glengarry. (Extracts from the autobiography of the last of the ' Chieftain's daughters ' bearing the name.) ' I was born at Glengarry on Loch Oich, the highest part of the Caledonian Canal, on Septem- ber 27th, 1814, and quite close to the site of the old castle, â which was blown up by Cumberland in 1746 â a few yards from the garden in which the bees were kept. I am the fourth daughter of Colonel Ranaldson Mac- donell, of Glengarry and Clan Ranald. My mother was a daughter of Sir William Forbes of Pitsligo, Bart., and before her marriage, at twenty-two, lived in Edinburgh. There were seven daughters of us and seven sons ; six of the latter died under three years of age. We were a bright and cheerful family,full of mental and bodily vigour among the mountains and glens of our Highland home. My mother was a very clever person in many ways, and was quite bewildered at her new mode of life, having to send a horse and cart to Inverness (forty-two miles) for some coarse needles the housekeeper wanted; but many other useful articles came back in the cart. 'My father's birthday, September loth, was always celebrated with Highland games. They generally took place in a field about two. MISS MACDONELL, OF GLENGARRY. miles from the house. We children walked with our governess, the elder members droveâwhich sometimes seemed a very perilous undertaking, as they had to cross a wooden bridge over the river Garry, which used to shake violently. The horse3 particularly disliked the sound it made ; my mother was quite afraid, but my father was always determined that horses and servants should do their proper work, and her only relief was to patter her feet on the floor of the carriage, as he said screaming both frightened the
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