238 DAYS AND NIGHTS OF SALMON FISHING 



brae above a deep pool in Tweed, and pushed her in 

 wi' a pole and a firebrand : so she cam to her end by 

 wood, fire, and water. 



' The pool was draggit in the mornin', but her 

 body was never found ; and many people watched 

 all night for a lang time, and the corpse-light never 

 appeared ; nor was her wraith ever seen, except by 



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mysel' and my feyther at Trequair, and Walter of 

 Darnwick, who saw it howking a grave wi' many 

 ither wicked spirits round it on the tap of Eildon 

 Hills. 



" So the pool goes by the name of ' Meg's Hole ' 

 to this day ; and when ye howkit the muckle saw- 

 mont that ran ye doon to the Cauld pool, ye ken 

 that her spirit tried to drive him through the farther 



