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fectly solitary, adds greatly to the interest. At the western end, the ravine becomes very narrow. I passed through it, and in a moment Loch Katrine burst upon my view. The Loch here is narrow and winding, and is completely enclosed by hills, which give it a quiet, romantic beauty, that is perfectly enchanting. The water is very clear, and of an agreeable taste. I was the only tourist at that time, and, being rather early for the boat, I seated myself on the pebbly shore, and enjoyed with enthusiastic delight the beautiful view before me. I had not been long seated till a strangely unnatural sound broke in on the stillness of nature, and in a moment after a little steamer shot into view. It was the “Rob Roy," a boat of ten horse power, built expressly for conveying tourists over this romantic lake. Her officers and crew consist of but three persons—the captain, the engineer, and the steersman. The lake is ten miles in length, and this boat makes three trips a day in each direction. A beautiful island on the right, near the entrance of the lake, is called Ellen's Isle, being the one on which Scott places Ellen and the old minstrel. The day was beautiful, and the surface of the lake was un

disturbed by a single ripple. Our sail lasted about an hour, when we were landed at a place called Colbarns. The distance from this point to Loch Lomond is five miles, and is performed in a double-seated conveyance called a droskey. The road is very rough, and the appearance of the whole country is as wild as that which I had previously seen, though less beautiful. After dining at the hotel on the margin of the lake, about three o'clock I set off in the steamer Prince Albert. Loch Lomond is a larger and even more beautiful sheet of water than Loch Katrine. As we proceeded onward, we passed the base of lofty Ben Lomond. This mountain is three thousand two hundred feet above the level of the lake, and the distance from the inn at its base to the top is six miles of continued ascent.

“ Hadst thou a genius on thy peak,

What tales, white-headed Ben,
Couldst thou of ancient ages speak,

That mock th' historian's pen!

“ Thy long duration makes our lives

Seem but so many hours;
And likens to the bees frail hives

Our most stupendous towers.

Temples and towers thou'st seen begun,

New creeds, new conquerors' sway,
And, like their shadows in the sun,

Hast seen them swept away.

“ Thy steadfast summit, heaven allied,

(Unlike life's little span,)
Looks down, a Mentor, on the pride

Of perishable man,”

We passed the beautiful little village of Luss, and saw in the distance Rossdhu, the splendid residence of Sir James Colquhoun, Bart., where so long dwelt that lovely woman and devoted Christian, Lady Colquhoun. Mr. Hamilton, the biographer of this noble lady, thus describes it :“ Surrounded by stately trees, and sheltered from the blasts by the ferny slopes of a highland moun. tain, Rossdhu looks out upon Loch Lomond, where its waters are the widest, and its isles and margins fairest. And, though encompassed by soft lawns and blossoming parterres, it is near enough to the mountains to be constantly visited by breezes from the broom and the heather. With its pictures, and its library, and its spacious halls, it has three parishes for its manor, and the queen of Scottish lakes for its outlook.'' Loch Lomond is about twenty-three miles in length, its greatest width about five miles, and in some parts it is one hundred fathoms deep. The lower end is full of beautiful islands. One of them, Inch Cailliach, is the burial ground, which contains the family places of sepulture of several neighboring clans.

After landing at the southern extremity of the lake, we were conveyed to Dumbarton by stage, and from thence in a little steamer to Glasgow.

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The Frer Assembly.

GREYFRIARS CHURCHYARD, ETC.

6. True to that guiding star which led to Israel's cradled hope,
Her steady needle pointeth yet to Calvary's bloody top-
Yes, there she floats, that good old ship, from mast to keel below,
Seaworthy still, as erst she was two hundred years ago.”

From Glasgow I went again to Edinburgh, to attend the closing meeting of the General Assem. bly of the Free Church of Scotland, which was at that time in session. Their meetings are held in Canonmills Hall. This is a singular building, with a low roof, covering a great surface, and capable of seating three thousand people ; the seats gradually rise from the centre to the outside walls. It was densely crowded,—every seat being occupied, I was glad to get room to stand. As that great concourse of people united in singing the ninety-sixth Psalm, with that enthusiasm and earnestness so peculiar to Scotchmen, every one joining, it formed a noble chorus, the mighty swell of which seemed almost sufficient to raise the roof. No organ or other kind of instrumental

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