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two more beautiful cascades, but inferior in wild grandeur to the 

 one above mentioned. "The Eastern Pass of Glencoe" gives a 

 more stern character to this grand scenery than any picture we have 

 yet seen ; and the dreary desolation is heightened by the appear- 

 ance of a deep snow, and the hurried retreat of a party of High- 

 landers from an enemy's forces, who are entering the glen beneath 

 the stupendous mountain, which, girt with storm-clouds, towers 

 high above its rocky mates. " Cawdor Castle" forms an exceeding- 

 ly fine plate : is it the Cawdor of which Macbeth became thane ? — 



" Glamis thou art, and Cawdor^ and shalt be 

 What thou art promised." 



" Altsay Burn," a wild, wooded glen-scene, all darkness and dread, 

 is succeeded by a glimpse of such bright summer-sky beauty, in the 

 view of " Dunolly Castle," that " bare winter suddenly is changed 

 to spring," and we are absolutely envying the ladies their intended 

 sail in the little boat now moored under the rocks to receive its fair 

 freight : it is an exquisite picture. " Inverlochy Castle" is invested 

 by the painter with such terrible signs of fire and slaughter, that 

 we feel we ought to remember the incident, either romantic or his- 

 torical, which is thereby perpetuated ; we, however, plead guilty to 

 the crime of forgetfulness, and here venture to hint to the publisher 

 of this most beautiful and covetable work, that the addition of a line 

 to each })late, alluding to the event represented by the figures in- 

 troduced, whether they are of Scottish history or of Scott's romance, 

 would greatly aid the peruser in his enjoyment of the picture, and 

 certainly could not detract, in any way, from their individual 

 beauty. " The Drhuim on the Branby River" is a strange and 

 wildly beautiful scene of rocks, wood, and water; picturesque and 

 strikingly natural, fresh, and uncontaminated by parasol pic-nics or 

 dandy felicity-hunters ; a few quiet-looking cows cooling their legs 

 in the water, and a solitary heron watching his finny prey, from a 

 stone, are the sole denizens of the spot. We have rarely seen 

 heigh th and depth so faithfully described on paper, as in the view 

 of " Stirling Castle,'' which concludes the graphic portion of this 

 part ; the castle-crested rocks seem really above your head, while 

 the far-sketched plain beneath lies like a map before down-gazing 

 eyes, making them dizzy in imagination. To utter in print all our 

 feelings of admiration for this work of beauty, were impossible, 

 butj with anxious hopes for its success, we bid it go on and prosper. 



