patched with fnow throughout the year. Extenfive woods cloath
both fides, the creation of the noble proprietor.
At the foot of the firft, amidft woods of various trees, lie the
ruins of the caftle of the fame name, the old feat of the Camp-
bels, the knights of Glenurchie, and built by Sir Colin between the
years 1513 and 1523*. The venerable oaks, the vaft chefnuts,
the afh trees, and others of ancient growth, give a fine folemnity
to the fcene, and compliment the memory of progenitors, ib ftu-
dious of the benefit of pofterity. Tradition is loud in reports of
the hofpitality of the place, and blends with it tales of gallantry;
one of feftivity, terminating in blood and daughter. Amidft the
mirth of a chriitening, in the great hall of Fmlarig, inhabited, I
think, at that time by Sir Robert, fon of the chieftain •, news arrived
that the Macdonalds of Keppoch, had made a Creacb into the
lands of fome of their friends, had acquired a great booty, and
were at that time paifing in triumph over the hill of S'trone-claehan.
The Campbels, who were then afiembled in numbers to honor the
occafion, took fire at the infult, and, warm with the convivial
cheer, ftarted from the table to take fudden revenge. They af-
cended the hill with thoughtlefs bravery to begin the attack, were
overpowered, and twenty Cadets of the family left dead on the
fpot. News ofthedifafter was immediately fent to Taymouth, the
refidence of the chieftain, who difpatched a reinforcement to thofe
who had efcaped. They overtook the Macdonalds at the braes of
Glenurchie, defeated them, flew the brother of the chieftain, re-
fcued the booty, and returned back triumphing in the completion
of their revenge.
* Black Book at *Tay mouth.
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