the numerous caverns offered, the devotedness of the Arran men to favour the smugglers, to the prejudice of the revenue, were too many obstacles to this retrospective plan: and enjoying, therefore, the satisfactory consolation of having, at all events, dispossessed the smugglers, the officers of the excise, and the tars of old England, ate their beef, drank their grog, and talked of the action with the lugger, and now and then sighed for their poor comrades who had been killed in the battle.

St. Clyde, during the passage, could

not help using some language that bore signs of respect for the fate of Whiggans; but the master and mate would not admit of any thing favourable in the character of a man, who, they said, was the terror of the channel, from the isle of Man to the Frith, and the lawless navigator of the lochs and sounds of Jura

and Kilbrannin; and it was not till St. Clyde candidly, but in confidence, told them, that it was Whiggans and his men who secured Lerwick, and left him bound to the young tree in the house of baillie Ilan Dou, that the master and mate lamented a man of any principle to the side of justice, should still persist in breaking the laws of his country.

CHAPTER VI.

No friends' complaint, no kind domestic tear,
Pleased thy pale ghost, or graced thy mounful bier :
By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed,
By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed,
By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned,
By strangers honoured, and by strangers mourned!
POPE.

WHEN the cutter got to Loch Gilpinn, a merchant from Mull, who was known to the mate, happened to be there; and on the morning of the following day, St. Clyde journeyed by that track which the Crinan canal now marks out, till he and his fellowtraveller came to Kilmore, and thence to Oban, and finally to Mull. Being arrived on this island, St. Clyde was provided by the merchant with a guide to conduct him to Kilfinichan.

St. Clyde was a soldier, and he therefore did not encumber himself with a waggon-load of baggage in going to see the father of his late friend. Being, therefore, provided with a schelty for himself, and another for his portmanteau, he went on his way, his guide leading the animal that was used as a panier horse. The road was none of the best, and none but a Mull man could have made it out; but without sustaining any material injury to himself or his effects, St. Clyde, in two days, got to the borders of Dunmorven's territories, and there he was met by a subject of this chief, who, having very officiously inquired of the guide the quality of the stranger, and the purport of his journey, left St. Clyde with much ceremony, and fled away in the direction of his chief's residence, to announce,

as the guide whispered, the arrival of St. Clyde.

Proceeding onward, and still conducted in his journey by the faithful guide, in about two hours after the vassal of Dunmorven had parted from them, a crowd of persons was seen descending a hill, which at this season boasted neither the luxuriance of Italian scenery, nor the autumnal foliage of Richmond Hill; but which resembled the hardy nature of the men who traversed its rugged sides, and of whom an elegant poet would have said,

"Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms,

And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms.
And as a child, when scaring sounds molest,
Clings close and closer to the mother's breast,
So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar
But bind him to his native mountains more."

Though a very few years before St. Clyde visited Mull, by an act of the