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Ptcrichthys, but the water had for some time 

 been provokingly low, and good sport could not be 

 expected until after a change in the weather, 

 which had latterly been exceedingly hot and 

 sultry. 



Tynet burn takes its rise in a wild elevated 

 moorland district called White Ash hill, about 

 three miles eastward of Gordon Castle, and flows 

 for about five in a northerly direction parallel to 

 the Spey, entering the sea about two miles to the 

 east of that river. Except in the winter months, 

 the quantity of water that finds its way through 

 its channel would hardly entitle it to higher rank 

 than that of an English brook, but the rapidity of 

 its stream has enabled it, during countless cen- 

 turies, to work its way through successive strata 

 of conglomerate and sand-rocks of every quality 

 and consistency. A walk of between two and 

 three miles across the park and the great fir- 

 woods between the tall trunks of which I caught 

 a glimpse of the bright water of Ortegarr 

 brought me to a bridge crossing the burn, below 

 which, at no great distance from each other, are 

 two small water-mills. Near the lower of these, 

 the stream is overhung by a perpendicular section 

 of a round hill, through which it has gradually 

 eaten its way. It hardly deserves the name of a 



