202 DAYS AND NIGHTS OF SALMON FISHING. 



CHAP. VIII. 



" Of Scotland well, the friers of Faill, 

 The limmery lang hes lastit ; 

 The monks of Melros' made gude kaill 

 On Fridays when they fastit." 



Spec. Godly Songs, page 87. 



In rambling by Tweedside, one never loses sight of the 

 Eildon Hills, within many miles of Melrose, which, 

 together with the river and abbey, are the dominant 

 features of the country. 



Of the legend touching them there are two versions: 

 the poetical one given us in " The Lay of the Last 

 Minstrel" — 



" And, warrior, I could say to thee 



The words that clove Eildon hills in three," 



comes, as all the world knows, from a very high au- 

 thority ; and, besides being extremely probable in 

 itself, has good classical conformity to the magician in 

 Ariosto, who produced marvellous visions in the air 

 which astounded the beholder ; but he having a glass 

 given him by a more powerful enchanter, which en- 

 abled him to see things in their true semblance, saw 

 only the magician sitting on a cloud, reading his book ; 

 thus in both these cases wonderful things were done 

 by cabalistical words, which art is called Glamour. 



