SCENERY. 95 



FOURTH DAY. 



H ALIEUS - POIETES — ORNITHER - PH YSI CUS. 



FISHING FOR SALMON AND SEA TROUT. 



Scene — Loch Maree^ West of Ross-shire, Scotland. 

 Time — Middle ofJidy. 



PoiET. — I BEGIN to be tired. This is really 

 a long day's journey ; and these last ten miles 

 through bogs, with no other view than that of 

 mountains half hid in mists, and brown waters 

 that can hardly be called lakes, and with no 

 other trees than a few stunted birches, that 

 look so little alive, that they might be sup- 

 posed immediately descended from the bog- 

 wood, every where scattered beneath our feet, 

 have i:endered it extremely tedious. This is 

 the most barren part of one of the most de- 

 solate countries I have ever passed through in 

 Europe ; and though the inn at Strathgarve 

 is tolerable, that of Auchnasheen is certainly 



