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kept out of sight in the rear. They soon discovered the 

 Frasers on a swell of the moor before them, but not on 

 the highest point of the ground. They seemed to be re- 

 galing themselves with their booty, whilst their horses 

 were grazing around them. 



" The Atholl men now sent their main force to the 

 westward by the river Bruar, with instructions for them 

 to come over the hill in the rear of their foes, and fall 

 upon them at a concerted signal. The smaller party, 

 exactly similar in number to those that the Lord of Lovat 

 had sent forth to kill the cock, clad in their tartans, were 

 mistaken for his own men, till of a sudden the wild whoop 

 and whistle peculiar to the clan in their onsets discovered 

 the fatal truth. The foes came upon them at once in 

 their front and rear, and a hot conflict ensued. The Lord 

 of Lovat, who was a heavy man, was slain whilst calling 

 for his horse. Very few escaped the slaughter, and the 

 Atholl men returned victorious with the reclaimed booty. 

 The Frasers were buried on the spot where the cairn 

 now stands, which bears their name; and the country 

 people who dare approach it in the dead of night, assert 

 that they often hear the spirit of Lord Lovat calling for 

 his horse his horse !" 



The deer were now urged on in beautiful style from the 

 Beg of Cairn Dairg. It was like the passage of a little 

 army as their files drew on ; some were lost in the hollows 

 re-appearing, and again sinking out of sight amidst the 

 mazes of the moor. Nothing could be more picturesque 

 than their undulating course; nothing more gratifying 

 than to reckon the horns marked firmly on the sky line as 

 they passed over the summits. 



