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ceeds to the Hindhopes, which in our subsequent journey by the 

 ■way that we chose, we were to overtop, and look across upon. 

 In walking up the hill, and previously by the road-sides, the 

 shepherd's pansy f Viola luteaj in purple, yellow, and yellow and 

 purple varieties appeared in the pastures ; and much lady's bed- 

 straw also ; and a mixture of SteUaria holostea, which indicated 

 dryness. Myosotis repens and Montia fontana grew in the ditches. 

 The pastures shewed bent (Nardus stricta), and also Juncus 

 squarrosxis. In the hollow we passed a horse- shoe shaped camp. 

 Some blasted brackens were noticed but none afterwards ; al- 

 though the Juncus squarrosus was frost-bitten at the Black hill. 

 Wheat-ears frequented the walls, and a grouse was started, but 

 moor-game is not plentiful. Larks were numerous overhead, 

 and the curlew's voice was audible. On crossing the ridge 

 Bughtrig came into view. On porphyrite rock by the road-side, 

 Racomttrium heterostichum and Hedwigia ciliata grew in the open, 

 and Bartramia pomiformis and Milium Tiornum on the shady side, 

 with some common liverworts. We next cross a small feeder of 

 the Capehope burn, and looking downwards see bare heath - 

 covered rounded hills, with " glitters" at their bases, and yellow 

 up-castings of soil indicating the retreats of rabbits. On the back 

 ridges behind Bughtrig, are two plantations, in which are 

 sycamores and ashes of about 150 years' antiquity. Many 

 chaffinches frequented them, and were in full song. The 

 cuckoos are also numerous here during early summer. The 

 shepherd's pansy again enlivened the road-side, along with 

 Hypericum pulchrum, the Lady's Mantle, SteUaria gramtnea, and I 

 believe Geranium syhaticum also A bush of Hemlock gre^v^ in 

 the plantation near the house, probably introduced there for 

 medicinal purposes. It ascends Ooquetdale to Linn-Shiels 

 (Baker). The shepherd tries to keep bees, but the springs are 

 too cold for apiculture. 



Bughtrig is a lonely steading in the midst of the hills. The 

 windows command a fine view of the hills in front, across the 

 Capehope, the two tallest being the Standard and the Stanchills 

 or Staneshiels. There is also a third notable hill, whereon the 

 body of a Sir John Sadler, who was slain in a Border foray, is 

 said to be interred (in his silver armour) ; the finding of whose 

 forgotten tomb is an object of much solicitude and search to the 

 shepherds, who expect that some one will yet be enriched by 

 making the grand discovery. Fully as interesting is a much 



