bitants named a Coot. That which is called Coot in England, is here a Cooter. Upon these rocks there was nothing that could long detain attention, and we foon turned our eyes to the Buller, or Bouilloir of Buchan, which no man can fee with indifference, who has either fense of danger or delight in rarity. It is a rock perpendicularly tubulated, united on one fide with a high fhore, and on the other rifing fteep to a great height, above the main fea. The top is open, from which may be feen a dark gulf of water which flows into the cavity, through a breach made in the lower part of the inclofing rock. It has the appearance of a vaft well bordered with a wall. The edge of the Buller is not wide, and to thofe that walk round, appears very narrow. He that ventures to look downward fees, that if his foot fhould flip, he must fall from his dreadful ele vation upon ftones on one fide, or into the water on the other. We however went round, and were glad when the circuit was compleated. When we came down to the fea, we faw fome boats, and rowers, and resolved to explore the Buller at the bottom. We entered the arch, which the water had made, and found ourfelves in a place, which though we could not think ourselves in danger, we could fcarcely furvey without fome recoil of the mind. The bafon in which we floated was nearly circular, perhaps thirty yards in diameter. We were inclofed by a natural wall, rifing fteep on every fide to a height which produced the idea of infurmountable confinement. The interception of all lateral light caufed a difmal gloom. Round us was a perpendicular rock, above us the diftant sky, and below an unknown profundity of water. If I had any malice against a walking spi rit, rit, instead of laying him in the Red-fea, I would condemn him to refide in the Buller of Buchan. But terrour without danger is only one of the sports of fancy, a voluntary agitation of the mind that is permitted no longer than it pleases. We were foon at leifure to examine the place with minute infpection, and found many cavities which, as the watermen told us, went backward to a depth which they had never explored. Their extent we had not time to try; they are faid to ferve different purposes. Ladies come hither fometimes in the fummer with collations, and fmugglers make them ftorehoufes for clandeftine merchandise. is hardly to be doubted but the pirates of ancient times often ufed them as magazines of arms, or repofitories of plunder.. It To the little veffels used by the northern rovers, the Buller may have ferved as a fhelter fhelter from ftorms, and perhaps as a retreat from enemies: the entrance might have been stopped, or guarded with little. difficulty, and though the veffels that were ftationed within would have been battered with ftones fhowered on them from above, yet the crews would have lain safe in the caverns. Next morning we continued our journey, pleased with our reception at Slanes Castle, of which we had now leisure to recount the grandeur and the elegance; for our way afforded us few topics of converfation. The ground was neither uncultivated nor unfruitful; but it was ftill all arable. Of flocks or herds there was no appearance. I had now travelled two hundred miles in Scotland, and feen only one tree not younger than myself. BAMFF. BAMFF. We dined this day at the house of Mr. Frazer of Streitchton, who fhewed us in his grounds fome ftones yet ftanding of a druidical circle, and what I began to think more worthy of notice, fome foreft trees of full growth. At night we came to Bamff, where I remember nothing that particularly claimed my attention. The ancient towns of Scotland have generally an appearance unusual to Englishmen. The houfes, whether great or small, are for the most part built of ftones. Their ends are now and then next the streets, and the entrance into them is very often by a flight of fteps, which reaches up to the second story. The floor which is level with the ground being entered only by ftairs defcending within the house. The |