REMINISCENCES OF SONEPORE. 



Crimean War and a grand-daughter is alive now. Macleod, 

 of Raasay, survived Culloden to be hunted like a wounded 

 beast and to die from privation. His son, to whom the estate 

 had been conveyed when the father went "out," had re- 

 mained at home and now risked the family fortune anew 

 to protect the fugitive Prince. In 1773 he entertained Dr. 

 Johnson and Boswell. Here is BoswelPs description of 

 Malcolm Macleod, late Captain in the Highland Army: " Now 

 sixty-two years of age, hale and well proportioned with a 

 manly countenance, tanned by the weather, yet having a ruddi- 

 ness in his cheeks, over a great part of which his beard ex- 

 tended. His eye was quick and lively, yet his look was not 

 fierce, but he appeared at once firm and good humoured. He 

 wore a pair of brogues ; tartan hose which came up nearly to 

 his knees and left them bare ; a purple Camblet Kilt ; a black 

 waistcoat ; a short green cloth coat bound with gold cord ; a 

 yellowish bushy wig ; a large blue bonnet with a gold thread 

 button. I never saw a figure that gave a more perfect re- 

 presentation of a Highland gentleman. I wished much to have 

 a picture of him just as he was. I found him frank and polite, 

 in the true sense of the word." And this is Dr. Johnson's 

 account of their entertainment : " Our reception exceeded 

 our expectation. We found nothing but civility, elegance, and 

 plenty. After the usual refreshments, and the usual conver- 

 sation, the evening came upon us. The carpet was then rolled 

 off the floor, the musician was called in, and the whole company 

 was invited to dance ; nor did ever fairies trip it with greater 

 alacrity. The general air of festivity which predominated in 

 this place, so far remote from all those regions which the mind 

 has been usud to contemplate as the mansions of pleasure, 

 struck the imagination with a delightful surprise, analagous to 

 that which is felt at an unexpected emersion from darkness 

 into light. When it was time to sup, the dance ceased, and 

 six-and-thirty persons saf down to two tables in the same room. 



