3^2 , Four-in-Hand in Britain. 



volleys of musketry that decimated them as they ran. 

 Plaids and haversacks were thrown away, and dropping 

 their fusils as they fired them, they were upon the 

 astonished Southrons before they had time to screw on 

 their bayonets. The fight was over in a few minutes. 

 More than a thousand men went down under the strokes 

 of the dreaded claymores and Lochaber axes, and away 

 went King William's men in a panic down the valley 

 with the clans at their heels. The victory was a de- 

 cisive one, but Claverhouse, who had insisted, against 

 the remonstrances of Lochiel and others, upon leading 

 in the charge, was fatally wounded by a bullet early in 

 the action. Up yonder on the right is Urrard House, 

 where he was carried to die. With this brave, unscrupu- 

 lous leader, passed away the last hope of the Stuarts of 

 winning their " own again." When King William heard 

 of the defeat and of Dundee's death, he said, "■ Well, 

 were it not so, Dundee would have been at my gates to 

 tell it himself." 



We walked through the pass on our way northward, 

 and concluded that we had thus far seen nothing quite 

 so wild. The cliffs rise precipitously on each side, 

 clothed here and there with patches of oak and birch. 

 The dark, amber-brown rushing torrent is superb, swirl- 

 ing among the rocks, down which it has poured through 

 eons of time, wearing them into strange forms. The 

 very streams are Scotch, with a character all their own, 

 portraying the stern features of the race, torn and 



