ON THE COAST OF ARE AN 47 



When we get into open ground we are on 

 the shoulder of the mountain, and begin to 

 climb steeply by the side of the stream which 

 comes down from the corrie. The water is 

 colourless, and falls over ledges of light grey 

 rock light enough almost to be called white. 

 This is the form which the cataract usually 

 takes among these hills. We see it at the White 

 Water under Goatfell and elsewhere a series 

 of bare, steep slopes of granite, lying on the 

 open mountain side, exposed to sun and wind, 

 and along which the flood, singularly limpid, 

 slides or rolls, as the case may be. At the head 

 of this fall we pause and look upon a glorious 

 prospect. The sun is setting and the north 

 wind, blowing all day, has removed every trace 

 of mist or cloud.. The Frith of Clyde is all 

 beneath us. There is Inch Marnock and Bute 

 and the two Cumbraes. On the larger of these 

 we can see distinctly the white houses in Mil- 

 port. Northward there is Loch Striven and the 



