THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES FOKAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER BY JAMES CONWAY NEW EDITION LONDON: SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, HAMILTON, KENT & CO. GLASGOW; THOMAS D. MOBISON PREFACE. OUR bonnie isle at least considerably more than the southern half of it is now so crossed and recrossed by the many intersecting lines of " rail " which have of late sprung into being, and which are still multiplying, that the map of England in " Bradshaw " is beginning to bear a strong resemblance to the web which we might imagine constructed by some eccentric old spider, who, defying all the rules of goemetry, sacrifices symmetry to utility, content if only his meshes are strong enough to secure for him occasionally a goodly blue-bottle. Along these lines, which form, as it were, the veins and arteries of the country, the glowing blood of England courses and recourses vigorously, in constantly renewed pulsations, between her heart of hearts, the Metropolis, and her distant extremities. Thus it conies to pass that many, taking advantage of the comparative proximity into which even the Highlands of Scotland are now brought, and 908650 PREFACE. yielding to that roaming propensity, so charac- teristic of the Englishman, leave behind them for a while the ledger or the loom, and seek relief from the sedentary occupations of a town life, in the bracing climate and invigorating recreations to be found in the " land of the mountain and the flood." It is for such as these the following pages are chiefly intended. The author, himself a mere tyro in the branches of sport therein treated of, would give to brother- beginners some idea of the enjoyment which is attainable by all who may be possessed of ordinary activity and perseverance. With this object in view, he has endeavoured to give a faithful narrative of his own experiences; and while, for the advantage and warning of the novice, he has not left unrecorded his own errors, he would humbly deprecate severe criti- cism at the hands of the more experienced veteran. CONTENTS. PAGE CHAPTER L, ... 13 Northward Ho ! Donald the Gillie, and his Capa- bilities. The River Redburn. My First Rise. Poissonnerie v. Native Element. Fish Hooked. The Struggle. The Victory. The Kettle of Fish. CHAPTER II., - - 24 To the Forest. The Fox Hunter. Stag Sighted. Tactics. Roebuck Missed. Success. Thunder-storm. Cohr an Dhu. Herd of Deer. Disappointment. Our First Stag. CHAPTER IIL, ------ 37 Second Day in the Forest. False Stalk. Mountain Pass. Deer visible. Death of Stag. The Eagle's Habits. Anecdotes. CHAPTER IV., - .... 51 Guillemot's Eggs. Curious fact. Sea-Fishing. Cud- dies and Lithe. A Hard Pull. Haddock. Legend. River Frothay. Hard Fight. Wounded Fish. CONTENTS. PAGE CHAPTER V., - 63 "Creag an Eoghlevagh." Ancient Gael. Highland Shieling. Fight with Stag. Stag of Rhynie. Long Stalk. The Poacher's Religion. The Stag concluded. CHAPTER VI., - 76 Excursion to the River Scaurdale. Scenery on the Way. The Merlin. Anecdote of Porpoise. The River Chruim. The " Butcher " Fly. Our Quarters. The Scaurdale. Good Sport. CHAPTER VII., 91 The River Redburn. Ambition Dangerous. Salmon Leaps. Loch Fishing. Poit Bhruich. Hazardous Leap. What makes an Angler. Curious Capture. Eagle and Salmon. CHAPTER VIII., 102 The Locality. Costume. Waterproofs. Shooting with Punt Gun. Wild-Pigeons. Rabbits. Hernery. Herons and their Habits. CHAPTER IX., 114 Expedition to the Forest. Evening Stroll. Storm and Wind. Deer Sighted. The Stalk and its difficulties. Failure. Night in the Mountain Cottage. Rainy Day. Anecdotes. The Highlander's Opportunities. Curious Head. CONTENTS. PAGE CHAPTER X., - 135 Operations resumed. Reconnoitring. Deer dis- covered. The Stalk. Failure. Second Stalk. Stag wounded. The Pursuit. Fresh Deer found. Success- ful Stalk. Second Death. School for Generalship. Return Home. CHAPTER XL, - 151 Fishing Excursion. Mountain Loch. Salt Loch. The Otter. Highland Wedding. Benefits of Clan- ship. Omne solum patria. Highland Dances. Rorie "the Post." Curious Custom. Night Scenes and Meditations. CHAPTER XII., - - 169 Odd Nomenclature. Sport Promiscuous. Antiquities. Nature in Miniature. Mergansers. Excursion to the Hills. Princes of the Air. Anecdotes. Contest with Stag. Death-blow and Remorse. Habits of Deer. Stalking resumed. Unsuccessful Shot. Further Disappointment. Final Shot. Farewell to Scotland. CHAPTER XIII., - 194 Expedition to the Hills. Scanning the Ground. Dead Deer. Search continued. Game found. Awkward Position. "Gone away." The Pass, The Shot. Instinct at Fault. Anecdote of Flamingoes. CHAPTER XIV., .... 206 Hector, our new Guide. Sighting the Deer. The Approach. Stalk interrupted. Fresh Game afoot. Council of War. Driving the Deer. Ambush and Shot. A Clue. Fresh Deer wounded. -r-Double Chase. Disappointment. Pursuit continued. Death. Stag at Bay. Fallen Nobility. 10 CONTENTS. PAGF, CHAPTER XV., 222 Fishing. Provisions for the Day. The Route. Eagle Shot. The First Salmon. Great Run of Fish. Hani Fight. Variation in the Sport. Deer Slain. More Fish. Our Quarters for the Night. Journey Home. Thunder-storm. Seal Shooting. Dredging for Shells. Another Seal. CHAPTER XVI., 240 Excursion to the Forest. Deer alarmed by over-haste. Watching the Game. Provoking Interruption. Further Delay. Anecdote : Perilous Adventure : Glissade. Disappointments. Hind Slaughtered. Second Death. Anecdotes of Rats. FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER CHAPTER I. Northward Ho ! Donald, the Gillie, and his Capabilities. The River Redburn. My First Rise. Poissonnerie v. Native Element. Fish Hooked. The Struggle. The Victory. The Kettle of Fish. MY last adieus being waved to a friend, as he stood on the platform of a London terminus, and watched the departure of the train which was to transport me some 400 miles on my way to the Highlands, I sank back into my seat, and in a spirit of genuine commiseration began to compare the respective occupations awaiting us for the next few weeks. On the one hand arose visions of legs wreathed fan- tastically round the lanky supporters of an official stool ; on the other hand the pleasing contrast of those same members briskly bearing me over the moors or climb- ing the mountain side. Here eyes were poring labori- ously over columns of s. d. ; there carefully searching the dim distance for antlers rising indistinctly from the heather. Behind me was the grey canopy, which, like a huge umbrella, though without its advantages, hung sus- 14 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. pended over the metropolis, shutting out from its busy myriads alike the fresh air and pure light of heaven ; while before me were anticipations of an atmosphere, proverbial indeed for its mists, yet at least untainted by the smoke of city, often too of marvellous clearness to the sight, bracing to the nerves, and rennovating to the health. And as I thought of all this, I resolved not to forget the pledge just made to my friend, that I would do my best, by a periodically transmitted record of my doings, to enliven the dull monotony of an exist- ence, which, in serio-comic strain, he described as fre- quently occupied " on 'change" yet knowing no variety ; and in which the noblest energies and greatest activity were spent " on the stocks." Hence, gentle reader, originated the following ema- nations from my feeble pen. Feeble, did I say 1 'tis a quill plucked by friend Donald from the kingly pinion of the eagle, worthy indeed of a chieftain's bonnet, and has soared full oft, I ween, beyond the ken of man higher far, I fear, than any flight it is destined again to take, at least in my fingers. But to begin, without stopping to dwell upon the journey, the scenery through which we pass, or the petty hindrances and annoyances we experienced such as the loss of Walter's " wide-awake," which ap- parently preferring a lively flight through the pure air of heaven to the drowsy atmosphere of the railway- carriage, suddenly took its departure through the win- dow ; or, again, my anxiety about a certain box con- taining all my fishing-tackle, which would most pro- vokingly stay behind, and for which we had eventually to interrupt our journey by a delay of two days in " auld Reekie," the box having booked itself to some place nobody knew where I must now beg you, reader, to transport yourself in imagination at least, if not in DONALD THE GILLIE. 15 proprid persond, to one of the wildest " straths " in the Highlands, while I " take a header " in medias res. On the first morning after our arrival at the hospit- able abode of our friends we sallied forth, fishing-rod in hand, Donald Mackay and the landing-net in atten- dance, intent on attacking a salmon as a beginning. But, before proceeding further, I must give you a description of the said Donald, for whom I have con- ceived a great admiration ; and would that I could do him justice I Picture to yourself, then, a lad who has seen but sixteen summers, yet not a hair's breadth short of six foot, and broad and well-built withal. He wore a short jacket of black and white check, which showed off" his proportions to advantage, his " trewes " and plaid being of the same material, made from the wool of the sheep that roam on his native hills, and wrought in his own Highland home. From beneath a small bonnet his long flaxen hair streamed down in thick clusters ; his manly countenance ruddy with the fresh bloom of health, which in Scotland imparts a peculiar richness to the complexion ; while his eye beamed with intelligence, and his whole frame displayed a union of strength and agility rarely to be found. A glance told that he was capable of, and accustomed to, great bodily exertion ; and, indeed, though his years are yet so few, many is the adventure in which Donald has taken his share. In climbing his dangerous way to the eagle's eyrie, ever perched on some almost if not completely inaccessible crag, and often some hundreds of feet above any safe footing, in saving the life of the sheep, which, tempted by the sweetness of the grass in such localities, often tread their way along the narrow ledges of the rocks, until at length they find themselves unable to turn round, and, having no idea of retrograde motion, become terrified, and either throw 16 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER, themselves headlong down the face of the cliff or quietly await a death of starvation, unless rescued by a cool intrepidity worthy of the greatest hero, or again in following up a wounded stag, with such skill and perseverance that it is said he would in time over- take one, even though only wounded in the foot, and indeed in all trials of strength, patience, and nerve, he is without a rival. Add to this a considerable supply of natural shrewdness, together with an education far above the average, at least among our English peasan- try (for he can read his newspaper with a relish, and discuss many general topics of conversation, besides a smattering of Latin, which he acquired as a foster child at the laird's house), and you have, as near as I can give it, a description of my juvenile fidus Achates. But to return. Donald led the way ; and we found it no easy task to keep pace with him, as he strode along, or rather sprang, from one " moss hagg " to another, by which name you must understand the tufted lumps of dry earth which rise from the bogs, and, like so many islets, or, as we call them here, " inches," in a sea of peat, often afford the only safe footing to be had in such localities ; the spaces between being a black deposit, frequently of so great a depth and so soft and moist, that one false step may involve an immersion to the neck. After some four miles of such travelling, we were not sorry, as you may suppose, to arrive at our destination for the day, the river Red- bum. In consequence of recent rain in the hill whence the river takes its rise, we found a tolerable body of water, and so far matters were in our favour ; but the Redburn is a sluggish stream, and requires a brisk wind to produce a ripple on its surface, or the fish will look with indifference on the most brilliant fly the angler can produce ; and to-day the river would, most pro- THE FIRST RISE. 17 vokiogly, continue calm and smooth as a polished mirror, the only breeze being athwart the river, which it was prevented from ruffling by the height of the banks. Our only chance, therefore, was to follow the course of the stream, in the .hopes that among .its various windings some corner might be found where there was the much wished-for ripple. Accordingly, displaying our fly-books to the experienced eye of Donald, we each put our rods together, took the fly his judgment selected, and began our attempts on the finny tenants of the water. " Long did we strive the obdurate foe to gain ; " but long, long also we " strove in vain." At length, however, our patience was rewarded ; the wind chopped round, so as to blow directly up the stream, and cheered our flagging spirits with a most enchanting little ripple. The part of the river which we were to fish consisted of a succession of deep dark pools, worn into the peat soil ; and Donald assured us that after very heavy rains there was a " graund " current, and that, consequently, at such times there " wasna bonnier feeing in a' Scautland ; " but the late rains had not been heavy enough to produce that much-desired state, and the nearest approach to the appearance of a current was a slight runnel at the head of each pool. Walter took the lowest pool, while I was to proceed upwards, pro- mising to keep within a short distance, that Donald might be available to assist either of us. Scarcely had we separated, when Walter rose a fine " fesh." Donald and I were too late to see anything but the curl on the waiter, caused by his unsuccessful lunge after the fly. The " fesh," however, was not pricked, and we left Walter in a state of nervous hope that he would return to the charge. 18 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. Now, possibly, ivadrr, you m;iy be disposed to smile at the bare idea of nerves beiug affected by such a trifling cause as the rise of a fish ; but you have not tried it, or you would not be guilty of such an egregi- ous error. Your only acquaintance, as yet, with the " genus Salmo " has beeu as he lay on the marble slab at your fishmonger's, or transformed as he lay on the table ; and, therefore, I can excuse your misconception. But, suppose yourself for the moment a sportsman, or rather which was Walter's case a Londoner begin- ning his first season in the Highlands. You have journeyed many miles to catch your first salmon, never having as yet caught anything beyond a trout of a pound's weight, or a jack of five or six ; you reach the bank of your river ; you throw the fly, selected with so much care, at first timidly and anxiously, but gradually with more and more confidence, and eventually even carelessly ; at length you reach the extreme pitch of negligence ; your eyes dilate as you yield to reverie ; your thoughts become scattered, as you whip the waters mechanically; when suddenly a slight curl appears on the surface ; a sob-like sound for a moment reaches your ear, as though some troubled water-sprite had just sunk beneath the wave, and instantly an elec- tric shock passes quickly up your line and down your rod, which at once dispels all your " castles in the air," and awakens you to the reality that you have just lost your first salmon. Leaving Walter to try for better luck, we again started to proceed up the stream, passing two or three likely pools, whose merits however I did not test, Donald's advice being that I should at once direct my steps to the best spot in the river, some little distance further up. After sundry frantic leaps over tributary burns, whose black peaty bottoms suggestive of the ANOTHER RISE. 19 idea of a " sinking fund" in addition to Donald's testi- mony to their swallowing capacities, founded, as he said, on the experience of various involuntary immersions deterred us from attempting to wade them, we reached the wished-for spot. And a likely spot it was ; a large oval-shaped pool, evidently of great depth, and capable of harbouring any amount of fish ; and, as the breeze shifted about, leaving calm patches on its surface, we could distinctly perceive, far down in its dark but trans- parent waters, huge masses of peat-soil which the floods of winter had torn from the banks, and affording splen- did retreats for shy fish. Above, the channel grew narrower, and the current, in consequence, more lively ; the tangled arms of a huge root, the sole survivor of some giant of those primeval^forests which now covered these now treeless regions, stood boldly out in the middle of this narrowed channel, and, strengthened by a mass of debris borne down from the moors above, checked the stream in its course, and produced two pretty runnels at the head of the pool, which, uniting a few yards below, became gradually lost in the stiller depths and wider expanse of the pool itself. " Noo, sir," said Donald, " noo, sir, a'm thenking, if there be a saulmon in a' the river, 'twill just be here ;" and I quite agreed with him. " Cast below the auld root, and let her float doon, 'tis a bonny current noo." I did so ; but the cast proved a blank. However, patientia est virtus said a voice from " auld lang syne," when as a school- boy I first began my accidence ; and so I repeated the dose, and once more my fly reached the tail of the runnel unassailed ; but, just as I began to raise my rod for another cast, the water curled round it ; I heard a sullen, lunging kind of noise ; and, whir-r-r, 1 had hooked my salmon. " Ay, but 'twill be a braw fesh thaat, sir ! " ejaculated Donald, and so it was ; but, un- 20 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. fortunately, it was not yet landed, nor did it seem at all disposed to be tractable. At first he rushed madly down the middle of the pool, ploughing a deep furi'ow as he went, and then sprang wildly into the air, trying the strength and elasticity of my tackle to the utmost. This, however, was scarcely the most critical part of the struggle ; for sullenly retiring under the base of one of the above-mentioned masses of peat, bent ap- parently on wearing out my patience, he remained immovable, in spite of all efforts to dislodge him. My tackle was not strong enough to drag him out by main force ; and, though it was scarcely probable that he would be able to rid himself of a double hook, yet there was a great danger of his fretting the line against some stone or root until it should give way. Donald seemed to think that my only chance was to get him out of his retreat as quickly as possible, and accord- ingly began to throw stones at him. At this moment our attention was attracted by a shout from Walter ; and, on looking towards him, we saw at once that he also was in deadly struggle with some unseen antagonist ; and, judging by the hyper- bolic shape and the peculiar quivering motion of his rod, it was no contemptible contest in which he was engaged. I could not however, at present at least, dispense with Donald, and so, very selfishly, left Walter to shift for himself. My fi: c h now was once more induced to leave his retreat and resume the contest, which every moment threatened the rupture of my tackle. His varied evolutions, dives, and flights through the air, as they thoroughly baffled my skill in dealing with them at the time, so they now completely beggar description. Gradually, however, he began to put out signals of distress ; his evolutions became more confined, his struggles less severe ; and at length, to THE VICTORY. 21 my inexpressible delight, he suffered himself to be drawn slowly alongside, and Donald, cautiously getting the landing-net beneath him, lifted him ashore and laid him at my feet, declaring that he did not weigh an ounce under " sexteen punds." My fish at length secure, I found how very precarious had been my hold upon him. One of the hooks of my fly had broken out of his flesh, and the other was re- tained by a mere thread, so very slender that it seemed a perfect marvel that some of his last short but desper- ate struggles had not released him. Had his strength held out but a little longer, he must have escaped. However, all chance for him was now gone ; there he lay conquered and gasping; and Donald, taking up a stone, by one knock on the forehead for ever terminated his existence. Thus reader, was my patience rewarded, and my first salmon killed. I was now an initiated brother of the gentle craft ; and, though you may not be able to enter into the feelings of that moment, I can assure you the sense of exultation was very great. A salmon, in his own element, is indeed no despicable antagonist ; for, from his activity, he may baffle the skill of the most expert, while his strength is sufficient to weary the stoutest arm ; and it is only by patience and care that victory can be won. But I must not suffer myself to dwell too long upon my own emotions, while Walter is still struggling with his fish. Now that there could be no longer any doubt that my own fish was hors de combat, we set off at once to his assistance, and found him also " wi' a graund fesh," as Donald said, at the end of his line, still resisting bravely, and judging from appearances, in- tending to resist for some time to come. My own fight had lasted twenty minutes; but this promised appa- 22 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. rently to be much longer. Immediately after our arrival the fish retreated under the opposite bank, and I began to expect a repetition of the tactics I had myself so recently dealt with. For some minutes we endeavoured to dislodge him by throwing stones, while Walter tried to irritate him by constantly jerking the line ; but all proved unavailing. At length, however, as a last resource, we sent Donald to ford some shallow part of the river, and get round to the opposite side of the pool, that he might drive out the fish if possible. On reaching the spot, and looking down from the top of the bank, Donald reported some huge roots visible below him, into which the fish must have retreated. He then made several attempts to dislodge the enemy, by thrusting down the shaft of the landing-net ; but it seemed as though nothing could move him. At length, however, by dint of stirring and poking, the opposition sensibly lessened, and by degrees the line came away, with a heavy weight attached to it, which proved to be a dead root, to which the salmon had succeeded in transferring the hook from his own jaws, and con- sequently had effected his escape. Such was the mortifying termination of our worthy friend's first essay. There remained, however, nothing for it but to hope for better success with the next. We had, while standing here, observed more than one good rise at the head of the pool ; and Walter pro- ceeded to try his luck again, while I returned once more to the upper pool, Donald remaining to assist with the head as well as the arm, should circumstances require it. But quid multa ? Not to make my letter tedious, I will content myself with these two specimens of our sport, and give you the result at the close of this our first day as briefly as possible. Suffice it then to say, TO THE FOREST. 23 that between us we succeeded in producing, in the graphic words of Donald, " no' a bad kettle o' fesh." My share of the plunder was four salmon, and cleaner fish I should never wish to see ; their weights respec- tively 7 lb., 9 lb., 11 lb., and 15 Ib. Walter surpassed me in numbers, though not in weight, killing three salmon weighing between 8 lb. and 10 lb. each, and three sea trout, their weights 3 lb., 3 lb., and 4 lb., making about 38 lb. to my 42 lb. On reaching the ford where the road (such as it is) crosses the river, we were agreeably surprised to find a carriage waiting at the shepherd's shieling close by to convey us home, where we arrived in high good-humour with ourselves, our first day's sport, and the kind atten- tion of our hospitable friends. 24 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. CHAPTER II. To the Forest. The Fox Hunter. Stag Sighted. Tactics. Roebuck Missed. Success. Thunder-storm. Cohr an Dhu. Herd of Deer. Disappointment. Our First Stag. I HAD long looked forward to deer-stalking as the acme of British sport ; and though in this our first essay we did not meet with the success we had anticipated, for skill is not to he acquired in a day yet we gained an insight such as nothing but experience can give, and the pleasure of the sport itself was heightened by the character of the scenery. To stand on some hill's ban-en brow, with nothing of human cultivation visible, nothing but the boundless heavens above, mountain looming beyond mountain in one direction, and the broad expanse of the Atlantic sleeping far beneath in the other, with no vegetation but the heather, the bil- berry, and the juniper straggling up the mountain-sides^ until all becomes bare rock, blasted and shattered by the storms of ages, what more calculated to impress one with one's own littleness, and the majesty and gran- deur of that Being who was the Maker of the everlast- ing hills, and who stilleth the raging of the seas ? On Monday we set off (Walter and I), attended by two gillies (Sandy and Donald), driving, as far as the road lay in our direction, in a dog-cart, which gave us a lift of some five miles. A short pull up a steep " brae "" brought us to the cottage of a dignitary yclept " the fox-hunter" a most useful though nondescript char- acter on a Highland farm whose occupation of keep- ing down the number of vermin (such as martens, foxes,, otters, eagles, et id genus omnc) is agreeably varied, when occasion requires an extra hand, by the duties of THE FIRST STAG SIGHTED. 25 either keeper or shepherd. We had no sooner reached his door, than we were assailed and completely hemmed in by a large and most unpleasantly clamorous pack of the so-called fox-hounds, composed of smooth terriers, Skyes, and English hounds, with crosses and mongrels ad infinitum. The clamour of the hounds and our own consequent alarm somewhat abated, we learnt that though Gillespie himself (the fox-hunter) was away on a distant part of the farm, he had left instructions for us with his wife ; and she accordingly entered into a long colloquy with Donald, not one word of which could Walter or I comprehend, being entirely Gaelic ; but the substance of it, as he afterwards informed us, was to the effect that a fine stag had been seen lately, more than once, in a hollow in Ben Fuoghlin, not more than three miles distant from the cottage, and that there were several roe-deer in some birch woods in Strathmohr, about five miles off, and nearly in the same direction ; so that the two places might be visited in the same day, before fairly entering the distant and more unfrequented parts of the forest. Accordingly, sending Sandy forward with a large bag of provisions which we had brought with us, com- posed of barley bannocks, mutton ham, and usque- baugh, to the hut where we purposed passing the night, and possibly, if sport should prove good, two or three nights, we retained Donald to carry our arms, consist- ing of my rifle and gun and Walter's " dooble-barrel," which carried ball very well, and set our faces to mount Ben Fuoghlin. An hour's good climbing brought us in eight of the hollow frequented by the stag. We had before made several pauses to reconnoitre with our glasses, as we mounted from one steppe to another, during one of which Walter brought down a very fine hawk, which Donald pronounced to be a young gled, 26 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. its wings measuring at least five feet from tip to tip. Now, however, we made a more lengthened pause, and scanned every foot of ground before us, but all to no purpose. " 'Twill no be here the day," was Donald's remark as he stowed his glass away, and strode silently off; and we entered the hollow. Nothing occurred to stop us ; so, moistening our lips at a most delicious little fount, which bubbled up in the centre of the dell, and then stole quietly away among moss and juniper, we once more faced the brae, Donald informing us that, after a little climbing, we should have a kind of plateau to traverse rather more than a mile in length, and could then descend direct into the woods where the roe were to be found. Just as we reached the brow of this hill, and were rather distressed for want of that all-requisite article, breath, our attention was suddenly attracted by Donald, who muttered something between his teeth which sounded very much like a Gaelic imprecation, and then dropped on his knees. The cause of this sudden movement was immediately visible to us, for over Donald's shoulder we descried a fine stag trotting away from us at a brisk pace, and distant about a quarter of a mile. We watched the noble animal receding, in the hope that it might take to some secluded spot, near at hand, where we might yet have a shot ; but no such good fortune. " 'Twill just be ganging straight for the forest," said Donald with a look of disgust, as the stag disappeared from our sight. We were quite puzzled as to how the deer could have been disturbed, for the wind was fair for us, and he could not possibly have seen us. But while we were standing in doubt, the question was solved by the appearance of a shep- herd with his collie, who told us that he had started the stag from a burn on the other side of the hill. PLAN OF CAMPAIGN. 27 This was very provoking ; but as it had been through no fault of ours, we were the less annoyed. Walter and I were for following up the game ; but we yielded to the better judgment of Donald, who assured us that we should see no more of it that day. Our only chance, therefore, was among the roe. Having now, however, but one gilly with us, and two at least being necessary to beat the woods, we easily induced the shepherd to accompany us, and set off at once in quest of fresh game. Our path lay for some distance along the plateau which I mentioned before, the Gaelic name of which (though I forget it at this moment) means the hog's back. We were now on elevated ground about 2,500 feet above the sea and the view was fine in the extreme, the air being wonder- fully clear, so that we could see to a great distance in every direction. Before us were hills rising above hills, in every variety of contour, from the barrow- shaped, well-rounded summits of the " old red sand- stone " to the precipitous peaks and rugged outlines of the more primitive formations, here and there some grand patriarch rearing his bald forehead above the lesser groups around him, while numerous mountain lochs were scattered about the hollows, some glittering in the sunshine, and others almost lost in shade beneath the overhanging crags. On either side ran two parallel straths or vales, named respectively " Strath Mohr " and " Strathsbeallog " (the " great vale " and the " vale of the hunter "), down the centres of which ran two slightly winding rivers, presenting an appearance some- what like one of those huge skeletons which a geolo- gist loves to contemplate as he finds its outline in the solid rock the central river representing the backbone slightly distorted, and the numerous tributary burns its 28 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. several ribs. Behind us lay the broad bosom of the ocean, calm and smooth, iuterlapping with the land in many a bay and estuary, and dotted with the red sails of the herring-boats, which formed a bead-like chain, running in festoons along the line of coast. With such a panorama laid out betore us, we had reached, before we were aware of it, the point at which we were to descend at once into the birch woods. Here we paused, that Donald might explain to us the tactics we should adopt. There were two woods, separated by a glade about fifty yards in breadth, down which leapt a mountain torrent, its banks too precipi- tous and wide apart for even a deer to leap, save at one spot marked by a huge boulder-stone. Here, there- fore, the deer would be sure to cross, if driven out in that direction ; there was also a pass at the other end of the wood, by which they were in the habit of taking their departure if forced that way, though they natu- rally avoided the open, and took to the second wood, if possible. The plan therefore was, that while the two gillies were beating the cover, we should occupy these two spots with our guns. Withdrawing our balls, we loaded with buckshot, as more suited to the game ; and, as Walter did not purpose joining me in this par- ticular branch of sport after the present occasion, I gave him the choice of stations ; and he accordingly took his stand at the boulder-stone, while I took the pass at the further end. At the time agreed upon, when we were all supposed to have had sufficient time to reach our several posi- tions, the beating commenced. For some time nothing was heard ; and then a loud shout proclaimed the game afoot. My heart now began to beat audibly ; for, of course, I did not know which way the game might be making, and in a moment it might shoot past and SUCCESS. 29 escape, if I were not vigilant. My ears, therefore, were strained to the utmost to catch any sounds of approach ; but in vain. Just, however, as I quite accidentally cast a look upwards, I caught sight of a roebuck standing on a crag some eighty yards distant, and looking down in an attitude of the most profound attention upon me ; his head slightly on one side, his neck stretched forward, and one fore-foot a little raised, ready to give one stamp of warning, and then bound away. In an instant my gun was to my shoulder, and I fired ; but the buck had sprung from the rock almost before I touched the trigger, and I heard my shot flatten on the rock. Raising a shout of warning, I re-loaded, and resumed my watch. One of the beaters now approached, and at the same instant three roe emerged from the wood, and again retreated before I had time to fire. I could bear this no longer ; so, running up to the spot at which they had disappeared, I entered the wood, determined to follow, as quietly as possible, in the hopes that I might fall in with them again. I had not made much progress among the irregular blocks of stone and the tissue of roots growing or de- caying, when I caught sight of the white rump of a roe just visible above the fern ; but it was impossible to get a shot. Roe have a peculiar mode of running, with their heads stretched out and in a stooping posture, so that amongst fern of a moderate height, nothing is visible but occasionally the white rump ; and this was the case now. However, this occasional glimpse en- couraged me, and I crept on as noiselessly as possible, though I was certain that the animal was aware of my vicinity, and was fleeing from me ; and yet I was sur- prised that his flight was not more accelerated. But the distance between us now began to increase, and 3 30 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. presently I lost all sight of him ; when suddenly I was startled by the sharp report of a gun, and running for- ward found that the deer had emerged close by the boulder-stone, and fallen to Walter's shot. I found my friend in a mood curiously made up of anger and delight Though delighted that he had killed, and been the first to kill, yet he was very much provoked with himself for having previously lost a magnificent opportunity. Three roe-deer had unex- pectedly crossed his path abreast of each other; and in the hurry and flurry of the moment, while trying to single out one, he had allowed the whole to disappear without a shot. However, the sight of the one at his feet speedily restored him to good humour. We now waited for the beaters, and then took measures for trying the second wood the details of which I w T ill not give, as they would prove little more than a repetition of what I have just written. We found the three roe again, and I put a charge of buckshot into one, which made him lick the dust. But, though we saw single heads more than once, we could not get near them ; and, as it grew dusk, we left the shepherd in charge of the two slain, with directions to get them conveyed to the laird's, his own cottage, and half-a-dozen able sons ready to aid in the task, being hard at hand ; and ourselves, with Donald, started for a brisk walk of some five miles to the cottage where we were to pass the night, and where Sandy was to have some hot toddy and eatables ready for our arrival. Tired though we were, our walk was a most enjoy- able one. The evening was most lovely; though intensely hot in the low-ground, an agreeable breeze played about the uplands. As the sun set, however, a few clouds made their appearance, gradually increasing and thickening ; the whole heavens were covered with THUNDER STORM. 31 the richest variety of sunset hues. The west was in a perfect blaze, and everything assumed a ruddy tinge. Presently, however, we saw that the clouds grew darker and more threatening, and a most extraordinary lurid glare was cast on everything. The whole effect was such as I had never before witnessed, and grand in the extreme. It was now evident that a fearful storm was impending, and the thunder, at first distant and indis- tinct, rapidly drew nearer; and, as it rolled from hill to hill, and was echoed from side to side in each valley and ravine, the roar was completely overwhelm- ing, and utterly beyond the power of language to depict. We reached the cottage just as the first heavy drops were falling ; and now succeeded one of the most fear- ful storms I ever beheld. The flashes of lightning, as they played about the mountain-sides, lit up each gully and ravine, and seemed to disclose each fissure in the face of every crag, while ever and anon deafening roars pealed forth, as though some huge mountain had fallen, rent and shivered by the storm. The pelting of the rain outside made us thankful that we were comfortably sheltered within ; and when the storm gradually sub- sided, and a sweeping wind succeeded, Donald was in perfect raptures, for that wind, he said, would drive the deer like sheep into some deep corrie, which he mentioned as near at hand, and sport would be certain on the morrow. With this cheering prospect therefore before us, we sat down to our supper ; and, plain as were the viands, so much had our day's work sharpened our appetites, that had they been the choicest delicacies we would scarcely have enjoyed them more. We retired to rest, or rather lay down on a straw and heather pallet, in the same room, with the wind still howling, having given directions to a shepherd, whose shieling 32 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. Btood at the end of our hut, that he should call us at the first appearance of dawn ; for the corrie, and indeed every "neuk" and corner in the neighbourhood, having been very much disturbed of late, by the shepherds collecting their sheep, Donald was afraid that the deer would take an early departure from the sheltered ground, and make for the highest fastnesses in the hills. Rorie, the shepherd, was true to his word, and roused us from our lowly beds (which, by the bye, we had found as comfortable as the best goose-down) just as the first faint streak of light appeared in the east. It was a chill morning ; and, though we wrapped our plaids closely round us, the wind seemed to pierce us through and through. We loaded our two guns and a rifle with ball five barrels in all and set off, Rorie taking the lead, as being the best acquainted with the ground, direct for the corrie. The pace was fearful ; for to the Highland shepherd, inured as he is from his very infancy to fatigue and hardship, accustomed to climb the steepest hills as you or I, reader, might walk the Strand come too of a hardy race, and him- self naturally strong (for, as a Cumberland man once observed, " t' weak uns all die ") a walk across the hills, at a rate truly inconceivable by those who have not witnessed it, is an almost daily occurrence. A most fatiguing march of three-quarters of an hour brought us to the edge of a cliff, from whence we looked down into the corrie (Gaelice, Cohr an Dhu, Anglicd, the black corrie). It was not yet light enough to enable us to distinguish anything beyond the general features of the ground ; so we sat down, wrapped in our plaids, and held a council of war. Beneath us lay Cohr an Dhu, with Loch an Dhu sleeping in its centre. Running round three sides of the loch was a broad A HERD FOUND. 33 border of green turf, and from this border the sides of the corrie rose, in some parts gradually, in others pre- cipitously. To the right was a gradually - sloping ascent leading to a pass, between two rocky summits, called " Bealloch Mohr," or the large pass; to the left, a pass, or deer-track, winding up through places apparently inaccessible, led to " Bealloch Beg," or the little pass. The wind was blowing straight from Beal- loch Mohr into the corrie, so that the deer would be certain to wind us if we waited for them in that pass ; whereas if we waited for them in Bealloch Beg, they would not wind us till they had passed our hiding-place. Rorie, however, was quite certain that the herd were in the constant habit both of entering the corrie at evening and leaving it in the morning by the unfavour- able route Bealloch Mohr, and that if we waited the whole day we should see nothing of them in Bealloch Beg. We were thus thrown into a dilemma, whether on the one hand to risk our being winded by the deer, and to await their retiring by their accustomed route, or to have the wind in our favour, and run, as Rorie assured us, a very great chance of seeing no deer at all. The only other possible course was to stalk them while in the corrie. This, however, we shortly saw to be impracticable; for, as it became lighter, and we gradually began to distinguish moving objects, we discovered several deer feeding about the shores of the loch, but in so exposed a position that we were sure we could never near them unperceived ; and after a time we saw that they were slowly making towards Bealloch Mohr. Donald declared we could do nothing with them to-day. Rorie, the shepherd, was for going at once to the Big pass, in spite of the wind, and there running our chance, in which view Walter and I coin- cided. Numbers, therefore, carried the day, and it 34 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. was decided that we should do so ; adopting, however, a suggestion of Donald's, that Rorie should go down into the corrie and show himself, so as to drive the herd, if possible, through our pass. Rorie therefore hurried off in one direction and we in another. A few minutes' climbing brought us to our position, behind a mass of rocks which had fallen from some cliffs above, and lying in the very centre of the pass, from whence we had a view straight down into the corrie. Here, carefully ensconced, we quietly awaited the event. We had not, however, watched long, when we saw Rorie coming towards the corrie, but on the further side of it, directly in the track leading to the other pass, so that the deer must take our pass or face him. In a few moments, Donald said, he would have reached a very narrow rent in the rocks, where he could show himself to the whole herd, and effectually stop their retreating in that direction, except over his body. While, however, Donald was telling this, we suddenly caught sight of the deer collecting together, evidently in alarm, about half a mile below us. " Am thenking they've e'en winded us," said Donald, and a moment's watching assured us that he was not mistaken ; for, quickly forming into a compact mass, they trotted downhill back to the loch, which they speedily skirted, and then made for the narrow rent in the rocks, which they gained shortly before Rorie. We saw them emerge on the other side on an open moor, and then, making a slight detour as they met the shepherd, when not more than fifty yards from the chasm, they rushed pell-mell across the moor, and were soon lost to us, as they made for Bealloch Beg. Such was the provoking conclusion of our first attempt, owing entirely to our yielding to the advice of the shepherd and our own inexperienced ideas. OUR FIRST STAG. 35 Donald and Walter began to soothe their disappointed feelings with that everlasting resource, a pipe, while I mused over our misadventure, or noted the striking points of the scenery before us. Donald informed us that the chasm in the rocks, to which I have more than once alluded, was named in Gaelic after a spectre- hunter, whose favourite position it had been. He used to take his stand in the chasm in a kind of niche in the rock, and, as the deer jostled and drove each other past him, he would select the best, and, stabbing him with a long hunting-knife, extract the heart, that being his daily food, and leave the carcase for the wolf or eagle. Donald added that, though he could not say how far there was truth in the tradition, he knew people whose fathers had themselves seen many a fine hart lying dead in the pass, slain by the spectre- hunter's knife. The story was scarcely finished, the relation of which was much more impressive, from the language and looks of Donald, than I can make it, and I was just in the act of rising to stretch myself, when I was very roughly dragged down by Donald, who at the same moment whispered in a low mysterious tone, " Bide a wee, Sir ; bide a wee ! " and, indeed, I was only too willing to take the hint, for within three hundred yards of us was a noble stag coming gaily up the brae, in perfect innocence of our vicinity. How he came there we could not conceive, but there he was ; and, the wind having chopped round in the last few minutes, there was little danger of his winding us till he was at least within shot. It was a most beautiful sight to see him throw up his head and snuff the air, and then scratch his side with his antlers, or crop the grass as he leisurely approached. My pulse began to beat quickly, and I 36 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. saw that Walter too could ill disguise his nervousness. But we felt it our only chance to-day, and we resolved to follow Donald's advice, to " be steady, and take him cannily." When within about two hundred yards, something behind him (which afterwards proved to be Rorie coming to join us) seemed to alarm his cervine majesty, and he began to trot, while Donald whispered to us not to fire till he was close. Onward he came, ever and anon looking back, and regardless of what was before him, till, when within about sixty yards, he suddenly winded us, and checked himself abruptly, as though puzzled what to make of the enemy visible behind and the new scent in front. In an instant my gun was raised, I aimed before the shoulder-blade, and fired. The stag sprang high in the air, paused an instant, and then tore down the brae at a mad pace. Walter as yet had not fired, thinking my ball was enough ; but on Donald's energetically bidding him to fire, he sent two almost random balls after the stag, one of which broke a fore leg, and the noble beast fell over, never to rise again. My ball had passed (as we afterwards found) through the fleshy part of his heart, and thus, though not instantly, caused his death. He was indeed a noble beast six points on one antler, five on the other and proud we were of our success, though it had come so late. Walter and I struck across the hills at once for the cottage to take our breakfast, leaving the three men to follow at their leisure with the stag. Thus, though our inexperience led to an egregious blunder, which spoiled our sport, yet we learnt a lesson that would deter us from committing it again ; and increased experience should lead to proportionate success. SECOND DAY IN THE FOREST. 37 CHAPTER III. Second Day in the Forest. False Stalk. Mountain Pass. Deer visible. Death of Stag. The Eagle's Habits. Anecdotes. MY last brought us up to the death of my first stag ; mine, I say, for mine was the shot which really proved fatal, though Walter actually laid him low. But, un- satisfactory as it was that we could neither of us entirely claim the glory as his own, the emotions of the moment of victory were a sufficient reward for all our toil. On reaching the cottage we found a breakfast, pre- pared by the cleanly wife of the shepherd. The Scotch poor as a body are, I admit, anything but particular as regards cleanliness ; but in the most remote Highland regions they are frequently cleanly, unassuming, and moral; and a better specimen it would be difficult to find than Rorie's wife. Having made the most of the opportunity for replenishing the " inner man," we lay down once more on our couch of heather and straw, to make up for the scanty allowance of sleep we had enjoyed during the past night, and in imagination were soon dreaming of the deer, and re-enacting our late performance. After about four hours' repose we were roused by the arrival of our two gillies and the shepherd with the carcase of the stag. We found ourselves so much refreshed, that we were anxious to lose no time in setting out and searching for any straggling deer which might be lying about the neighbourhood. The main herd, Donald assured us, had betaken themselves to their usual place of retreat during the day some almost inaccessible heights about five miles from the 38 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. cottage ; and therefore there was no chance of our seeing them at present, unless it might be as they returned to the come in the evening. The air, how- ever, was so mild and still, that there seemed little probability of their descending from the heights ; and our only hope of sport, therefore, depended upon any solitary deer which might be lying about. Tired as they were, the gillies were ready and anxious to join us, and show the way ; but this we would not hear of. Accordingly, getting all the information we could from them, and giving them express orders to take some repose in our absence, Walter and I set out to try our skill and fortune alone. I had my rifle, he his " dooble- barrel;" and, from the little experience we had already gained, we determined that nothing should induce us again to walk with the wind, or lose a second oppor- tunity like the one described in my last chapter. Though it was by no means a fine day, being rather misty and damp, yet at the cottage we had left it very warm ; but as we mounted to the higher ground, we found the breeze increasing in strength, until it even- tually became a most cutting wind. We each had our glass, and resolved to lose nothing by carelessness. As we reached the head of each brae, we scanned every inch of ground in sight, with a perseverance that soon made oar eyes ache to a most unpleasant degree. This operation was repeated again and again, but without success. At last, however, my eye fell upon a red-coloured object, apparently lying beneath a ledge of rocks. Walter also succeeded in bringing his glass to bear upon it ; but at so great a distance was it that we could do no more than make out that it certainly moved. While straining our aching optics upon this object, until fancy caused it to dilate and assume forms A FALSE STALK. 39 innumerable, it suddenly disappeared behind a rock beneath which it had been previously lying, and we saw it no more. There was no time now to be wasted. Whatever it might be, we could lose but little by fol- lowing it up ; and, should it prove to be a deer, we might yet be fully rewarded. Accordingly, we set off at a brisk pace, keeping a most careful look-out, but arrived within a couple of hundred yards of the rock without seeing anything more. We now began to pro- ceed very cautiously, at times even creeping on our knees ; and at length we reached the rock itself, crept round the end of it and still nothing was visible. After a moment's survey, Walter detected the red object again, lying down as before, but still in so indis- tinct a position that nothing could we make of it. Again, therefore, we began cautiously to creep on our hands and knees ; when suddenly I was startled by a loud hearty laugh proceeding from Walter, and on looking before me, instead of a deer, saw a fine red fox bounding away over the heather bearing off a grouse in his jaws. Walter fired, but Reynard's life seemed charmed, and the ball flattened on a rock close by him. I then brought my rifle to my shoulder, and, taking a very deliberate aim, by good fortune doubled him up. We were tempted to slay him, not only in revenge for the disappointment he had caused us, but from the accounts Donald had given us of his destructiveness. Scotch foxes are longer in the leg, and altogether stronger, than most of their brethren south of the Tweed, though 1 believe Welsh foxes are very similar; and in the severe weather they are very daring in their attacks on the sheep ; so that, besides avenging ourselves for the trick played upon us by our vulpine enemy, we had also done no slight service to the shepherd. 40 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. Such was our first independent "stalk." Reader, you may, as no doubt you will, enjoy a good laugh at our "gullibility;" but we do not yet profess to be more than tyros, and we must, like other learners, be dealt with leniently in our early blunders, or you will crush our communicativeness in the bud, and hear no more from the "Land o' Cakes." Bear with me therefore patiently, while I promise you something better is coming. On turning over the carcase of our fox, and robbing him of his brush, which we purposed carrying off as a trophy in memory of our first unaided attempt at deer-stalking, we began to examine the bearings of the compass, and make out our position. From what we recollected of the general features of the ground from the view we had had in the morning, we came to the conclusion that we could not be very far from the pass through which the herd of deer took their way after leaving Cohr an Dhu, and so we at once set off in what we judged to be the right direction. Our opinion was soon confirmed ; for, on passing over some soft ground, we found the marks of deer almost as thick as though a flock of sheep had gone by ; and, from the way in which the earth was torn up, it was evident that they must have been going at a rapid pace. These tracks therefore we followed, and presently we found ourselves in a pass between two mountain summits, leading into a hollow, on the far side of which was, we imagined, the favourite retreat spoken of by Donald. Here the wind was most violent, sweeping up the brae and whistling round us, as though it would tear the very plaids from our shoulders. No deer were visible ; but clinging to the hope that the gale might again bring them to seek shelter in the corrie, we seated ourselves behind a rock in the very centre of THE PASS. 41 the pass, resolved to watch for a time at least. Evening was drawing on apace, and if they came at all they would come soon. The wind now gradually increased in violence, so that when we occasionally stepped from the shelter of the rock, and exposed ourselves to its force, we found it almost more than we could do to stand against it. This, however, we reasonably regarded as in our favour, for we were quite sure that no deer could wind us with that breeze in our teeth. For near an hour we remained in this position, Walter brooding over his pipe, and snugly enveloped in his plaid, while I kept constantly casting an eye down the brae, until my aching sight forced me to desist. At length it began to grow dark, and we to despair ; but, while peering down into the dim shades of the glen below, I fancied I saw something move. I looked again, and again I thought it must be so. I called Walter, who suggested something about another fox. But in spite of his doubts, he too came to look, and confirmed my hopes, there certainly was a moving object, and what was more, moving towards us ; but, though behind us, the sun was still above the horizon, the shade cast over the glen by the mountain to our right was too deep to be pierced, and our patience had yet to be tried a little longer. Presently, however, to our delight, we distinctly saw a deer. We scarcely dared to trust our sight; but there it undeniably was, and, as it slowly mounted the brae, we made out, one by one, seven-and-twenty others, following in the wake of their leader, a sight which effectually restored our flagging spirits. Our position was a most admirable one. The whole width of the pass was not more than 200 yards, and the rock behind which we were stationed rose up in the very centre of the narrowest part, commanding a 42 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. view far down into the glen before us, and over the whole of the sloping side of the hill, except a space of perhaps a hundred yards, which was hidden by a ledge of rock running across the brae like a bar. Step by step we watched the whole herd ascend. There were three stags, with good heads, which mingled with the rest ; but one majestic hart kept ever a pace ahead of all, as though " the monarch of the glen " deigned not to mix among the common herd. The rest were either "yeld hinds" ("those who this season have borne no calf), or hinds followed by their calves, which, "skipped like young goats " as they sprang from rock to rock. Our object was to remain concealed, if possible, until their noble leader had passed us, and then to shoot him ; or at least, not to fire at him until he had advanced too far to be able to retreat down the brae again, in which case, our shot being unheard amid the howling and whistling of the gale, the rest would follow unsuspecting, and we might then each single out a head for ourselves. The deer were now disappearing one by one beneath the above-mentioned ledge of rock which barred the brae, and we expected each moment the appearance of their chief; but after watching most anxiously for some time, and nothing coming in view, the whole herd being now lost beneath the bar of rock, we grew uneasy lest they .might have evaded us by some unseen path, and foolishly, most foolishly, left our position, admirable as it was, to creep forward to the rocky bar, and catch a glimpse of what was going on below. Between us and the bar was an open grassy sward, traversed by a small burn, down the course of which we began to creep very cautiously, the banks not being high enough to conceal us. It was but a short distance not more than fifty yards at the most but it took THE DEATH. 43 some time to get over it in the crouching position we were obliged to assume. Before we had passed more than half the space Walter and I were side by side, stealing along as best we might on all fours, when some object flashed suddenly across the corner of my eye; and, turning my head, I beheld the "monarch of the glen " within sixty yards of me. At the same instant he either winded us or caught sight of us, I know not which ; but, with a snort and a kind of plunge, he struck his hoofs into the soil, drew himself up, and gazed proudly around, as though to make out his enemy. At this instant, whispering to Walter not to move an injunction which he fortunately seemed at once to comprehend I raised my rifle, rested my elbow on Walter's shoulder, aimed just behind the shoulder-blade direct for the heart, and fired. Turning round, the deer plunged, or rather staggered, for a few paces down the brae, and then, apparently recovering, went away at a rnad pace through the whole herd, which at first stood puzzled at the sudden flight of their leader (for the discharge of a gun is quite lost among the rocks if there be a pretty strong breeze), and then gradually collected and followed him, until all were lost in the "shades below." Walter ran forward to get a shot, but did not succeed, every head of deer being far down and out of reach before we could gain the bar. And now how much we repented having left our first position ! By impatiently coming forward and exposing ourselves we had got one shot, it is true ; but we had lost all the others, which might, and in all probability would, have offered themselves ; and, what was still worse, we had driven away the whole herd as they were returning to the corrie, and so destroyed all prospect of sport on the morrow. How- ever, we were quite certain that the stag was severely 44 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. wounded ; and, having reloaded, we set off down the brae, hoping that we might find him somewhere exhausted and stationary, and, if so, decide his fate by another bullet. We saw traces the whole way of the frantic leaps and mad plunges of the affrighted herd ; and when about half a mile down we both suddenly paused, Walter threw up his cap (which, by-the-by, he found some difficulty in recovering, the wind having carried it over a somewhat rapid burn, with glassy slippery banks), and I gave a most vociferous cheer, for before us lay the noble stag, " magnificent in death ; " weakened by the loss of blood, blinded by pain and approaching death, till he had become unable to check himself or guide his failing steps, he had fallen over a rock, and, gashing his shoulder with a long deep wound, had sunk upon his head and died with his horns buried in the turf. And at last, single- handed, I had killed my deer. Being without our gillies, it was of course out of the question to carry the stag to the cottage ; so, leaving it as we found it, we set off in high spirits, and with a high wind to our backs, and the elation of success to buoy us up, we soon climbed the brae, and the rest of the way lying chiefly downhill, an hour and a halfs brisk walking brought us to our quarters for the night. Donald during our absence had caught a dish of beautiful trout from the stream running from Loch an Dhu, which passed near the cottage; and these, with a small steak taken from the deer slain in the morning, proved a most pleasing variety to our repast. After informing them of our success, we arranged that the gillies and the shepherd should set off early the next morning to bring in the slaughtered deer which we had left, and that we should then leave the forest for the present, and shoot our way home to the Laird's, only making a THE KING OF BIRDS. 45 slight detour to give Walter one more chance of finding a deer in a lone glen which we had not yet disturbed, and to which they occasionally resorted when driven from their more frequented haunts. Having thus settled the proceedings of the morrow, and disposed of our parting tumblers of usquebaugh, we severally sought our pillows. When we again awoke to con- sciousness, the "rosy-fingered morn " had long ushered in the day; and a lovely day it was. The sun was rising high in the heavens, not a speck or cloud visible in the whole sky, the swollen burns of the previous day had nearly returned to their ordinary dimensions, pre- senting a lace-like appearance as they spread their diminished waters over the cliff, where but yesterday were broad sheets of foam stretching down the moun- tain-sides wherever a channel could be found. We left the cottage shortly before noon, and, giving the rifle to Donald, betook ourselves across the moors, gun in hand, for Glen-nam-haidh (the heavenly valley), where Donald thought there was a possibility of finding a deer for Walter. On the way we brought down 4^ brace of grouse, 2^ falling to Walter's gun, and 2 to mine. As we were descending a brae I saw some dark-looking object swiftly stealing over the ground beneath us, which I could not distinctly make out. It soon came nearer, when Donald announced it to be a golden eagle. As it sailed steadily along, our vicinity seemed to cause no alarm ; but at length, when within perhaps 100 yards, it rose rapidly in the air, wheeled majestically round and round as it soared higher and higher, until at last, when almost lost to view, we saw it joined by its mate, and then both struck off in a straight line towards some mountain summits in the distance. This was my first introduction to the king of birds 4 46 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. in his native regions ; and delighted I was to have seen what will soon, I fear, be numbered among " the things that were." Though in general but little more destructive than many of the larger classes of hawks, a war of extermination is being waged against this noble bird. In many instances the reward of a guinea is offered for every eagle brought dead or alive to the keepers ; and this, with the large price which may be obtained from the bird-stuffers for either the bird itself or its eggs, proves a great incentive to all who can climb a cliff or bear a gun ; from which combined causes the number of these birds is fast diminishing. I have said the eagle is not generally more destructive than the larger hawks. This as a rule is true ; but he has greater powers than they, and occasionally he exerts them. In general, perched on some rocky height, or soaring high in the clouds, he beholds with kingly indifference the petty scenes of earth. Capable of passing through the whole length and breadth of the country in a few short hours, the disturbances and changes of any one particular region have no effect upon him. Contented, in general, with making his meal on the mountain-hare or the ptarmigan of his native height, he but seldom disturbs man ; and man, in turn, were it not for the temptation of gold, need seldom disturb him. If he do occasionally vary the monotony of his life of royal solitude by a foray on the sheepfold or elsewhere, might it not be overlooked for the sake of preserving one of the greatest ornaments associated with these mountainous regions ? Donald has several stories of the eagle, which he has related to us as we were wandering among the hills together. On one occasion an eagle was seen struggling violently with some other animal on the surface of a pool. Donald's father chanced to be near ANECDOTES. 47 with a gun, and, thinking that he might possibly get a salmon for his supper, he shot the eagle, and at the same time, to his surprise, killed a large otter; the eagle's talons being so deeply imbedded in its back that the two could not be separated. Now and then a lamb is carried off; but this is a cqmparatively rare occurrence the fox being a much more deadly enemy. Within the last fortnight, however, an eagle has done very serious damage in a neighbouring strath. Pouncing suddenly on a foal, while roaming on the hillside with its mother, the bird plunged its talons into the eyes of the poor creature, which in its terror rushed headlong over a precipice, and was at once killed by the fall. Such displays of his power, how- ever, as these are exceedingly few and far between. While, therefore, it might be advisable to prevent their frequent occurrence, by keeping down the number of eagles below certain limits, it seems cruel and unjust to extirpate or banish from our islands so noble a relic of its ancient state of savage wildness. To me the Highlands will lose much of their grandeur and charms when the eagle exists only in their legends and remini- scences. At length we reached our destination, Glen-nam- haidh ; and a spot more worthy of its name was seldom trodden by the foot of man. In shape resembling a horseshoe rather elongated, the valley forms a kind of amphitheatre ; the sides, running up to the height of 1800 feet, and at the curved end rising very abruptly, are lined with birch copses. Above the glen, on the very top of the hill, is a mountain loch, called in Gaelic " the frozen loch ; " and from this issues a stream, the waters of which glide down a deep fissure in the face of a huge black rock, forming a waterfall about 70 feet high, and then tumble and dance over a series of 48 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. cascades far into the depths of the dell. In the centre of the last cascade, with the waters leaping on either side of it, stands a jet-black stone, in its form some- what resembling a rude cross, to which the legends of the glen have attached the sobriquet of " Uaigh-na- sithchean," or, "the tomb of the fairies." And, certainly, though our common notions of those crea- tures would assign to them the gift of immortality; yet, if they must, like frail humanity, also pay their debt to nature, this is a most suitable spot wherein to lay their elfin bones, a rock, blackened by the spray of ages, fringed round by the fox-glove and the fern, while above wave the long drooping branches of a weeping birch, bending over the rude cross and fretting with the stream that murmurs by. Such is but a meagre description of the lovely spot to which we had directed our steps in search of more deer. Our, search, however, proved futile. Stationing ourselves at the head of the waterfall, just where the burn issues from Loch-an-reodhadh, we carefully examined every glade where a deer was likely to be, but nothing was visible. The copses themselves, though thoroughly adapted for roe, seemed too dense for the red-deer ; and Donald assured us that, though he had seen many a fine buck in the open glades, he had never found one within the coverts. We thought it best, therefore, to be content with the achievements we had already performed ; and accordingly, having sauntered through the prettiest part of the glen, and moistened our lips with a draught of pure "mountain dew," we proceeded homewards, following, as far as it lay in our road, the course of the burn ; for Scotch streams are dainty creatures, generally picking out the prettiest bits of scenery, and Alt-na-airgst (the silver burn) is no exception to the rule. At first our course ALT-NA-AIRGST. 49 wound about among birch-trees, meeting over the stream, and spreading some little way up the brae on either side ; interspersed with juniper bushes (the berry of which, by-the-by, I was surprised to find not at all unpalatable) and a thick layer of ferns below, capable of covering any amount of black game, which, by Donald's account, are numerous there ; but, having no dog with us, we only saw one cock, which Walter brought down at full eighty yards. While he was reloading, we were provoked at seeing a roe-buck steal away in alarm at the shot, but at a distance sufficiently great to secure him from our guns. We watched him springing lightly from rock to rock as he mounted the hillside, until he disappeared in a gully; and then, resuming our route, we presently passed beneath the finest crag I ever beheld, a huge mountain mass of rock rising perpendicularly to the height of 1100 feet, its face almost as flat as a wall, save where immense blocks, some of them as large as a three-storied house, had been loosened by the thaws of spring, and fallen to the ground below. The bottom of the glen was strewed with these huge fragments, some half buried in the soil, others shivered or cracked by the fall. Donald took us to one spot, where an assemblage of these, piled hap-hazard together as they had fallen, had formed a large cavern, within which a flock of sheep might safely find shelter. The name of this cliff is Oreag-an-islar, or the crag of the eagle, from the fact of an eagle having, from time immemorial, had its eyrie in a large cleft near the top. As we passed the foot, numbers of hawks were wheeling about its face, and a constant clamour was kept up as they came in hostile contact. The scenery now became gradually of a more tame character ; and an hour's stiff walking brought us once more to the 50 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. Laird's where we found a hearty welcome and kind inquiries as to our success. On the whole, then, though we had been guilty of many blunders, our first bag was a very creditable one, 2 red-deer, remarkably fine heads, 2 roe, 4^ brace of grouse, a black-cock, and last, though not the least important, a fox and a gled ; which, I think my reader will admit, was very fair as a first essay. THE LABOURS OF REPOSE. 51 CHAPTER IV. Guillemot's Eggs. Curious fact. Sea-Fishing. Cuddies and Lithe. A Hard Pull. Haddock. Legend. River Frothay. Hard Fight. Wounded Fish. AFTER the expedition recorded in the last chapter, our limbs, and above all our feet, unaccustomed as they had been to such exertion, needed repose ; and for two or three days we curbed our roaming propensities, and amused ourselves within the immediate neighbourhood of the Laird's house. An arm of the sea running some miles inland was within half a mile of us, affording at times very good salt-water fishing, as well as being frequented by many varieties of wild-fowl, which build their nests and rear their young in the neighbouring cliffs. It is, however, only in the winter that they resort thither in any great numbers, for the sake of shelter from the storms that rage in that season almost incessantly without the bay, in consequence of the conflicting nature of the currents off these northern coasts. At such times almost every variety of sea-bird may be found, and occasionally large shoals of whales may be seen ploughing the stiller water of the loch, and playing their fountains in every direction. Porpoises and seals too are numerous; but the coast is so dangerous, from the height of the cliffs and the hidden rocks, which crowd the shore, that boats seldom venture out in quest of sport unless in a perfect calm. Our friend the Laird had a large collection of eggs, some of them very rare, gathered chiefly by Donald, at 52 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. the risk of life and neck, from the rocks and caves on the coast. A curious circumstance, which however seems well authenticated, is, that many birds, by a wonderful provision of nature, can produce their eggs of a colour corresponding to that of the place in which they are deposited. A guillemot, for instance, will lay eggs on a chalk cliff, white speckled with black ; but if her nest be on the seaweeds, the eggs will be green with black spots, varying in shade according to cir- cumstance; and thus she is the more able to baffle the quick sight of those numerous enemies to whom her eggs are daintiest fare. The second day of our rest proving a very fine one, and our limbs being still too stiff and our feet too sore to admit of walking to any great extent, we were induced by the glowing accounts of Donald to try the ralt-water fishing. Accompanying him, therefore, down to a small group of buildings close to the beach, amongst which (there being two or three cottages of dependants) we found a species of storehouse, wherein were oars, sails, anchors, and everything requisite for boating, the boats themselves lying on the beach ready for use, we selected one of a moderate size, suited for four oars; and enlisting in our service a lad with a very knowing look, who lived in one of the cottages hard by, we speedily launched our vessel ; and when Donald had brought down the requisite tackle, we stepped on board from a pier of nature's own making, and each taking his oar, began our voyage. Our destination was a rocky promontory, jutting out into the sea, on the far side of the loch, and about four miles distant. The water there, Donald said, was deep, and at the flowing tide fish were "unco* many." The weapons of our warfare were somewhat curious: SEA-FISHING. 53 a rod consisting of two very stiff pieces of hazel, spliced so as to make a whole about six feet long; and a line about eight feet in length, made of horsehair, clumsily twisted together, but sufficiently thick to be very strong. On this line, at intervals of about a foot, were fastened by trebled gut large white fly-hooks, three or four in number. The mode of fishing was also new to us. The rod was thrust into the water, close beside the boat, in a vertical position, head downwards, so as to cause the flies to float about a couple of feet below the surface, and held in that position while the boat continued its motion. An hour's steady pulling brought us to our point, without any occurrence worthy of mention, except that (having also brought our guns) we stopped occasionally to fire at a chance sea-fowl, as he floated unconcernedly by with only one ex- ception, however, unsuccessfully. ! We found it most difficult to kill, from the quickness with which such birds can dive beneath the surface, as well as from the amount of shot they will carry. We saw the feathers fly from more than one as we fired, but quicker than thought they had disappeared under water, and presently rose a few yards further from us, apparently uninjured. One or two others fell, after flying some distance, but too far off for us to follow. An oyster- catcher was the only bird we secured, Walter bring- ing it down as it passed over us in fancied security. Arrived at the promontory, Walter and I armed ourselves with the tackle above described, and, leaving Donald and his coadjutor Angus to row slowly forward, we took our seats on the opposite sides of the boat, thrust our rods down in the approved manner, and anxiously waited the event. We found it more difficult than we had anticipated to hold our rods vertically 54 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. against the force of the current, and our arms soon began to ache rather unpleasantly ; and, as we tried patiently for some time without success, we began to fear that either we had misunderstood Donald, or that he had been making a wrong use of English in his descriptions of the sport to be expected. But just as Walter had begun to hint his suspicions to this effect, he was agreeably surprised by a jerk at his rod, and he quickly pulled into the boat a very lively fish, about a foot long, which Donald pronounced " a cuddy." At the same instant I felt one on my line, and, before I could get him into the boat, a second had hooked himself. For a quarter of an hour or more we were both occupied in constantly pulling these little fellows wriggling into the boat, frequently two at a time. At first we found it amusing, but the interest subsided as they became so numerous; and, when we had caught nearly two score between us, Walter handed his rod over to Angus, and himself took ail oar. I was about to follow his example, and exchange occupations with Donald, when a most vehement tug at my rod, which had nearly carried it bodily away, once more aroused my energies. Whether it were a whale or a porpoise, or what, I could not tell ; but he was hooked securely, and fought most savagely. It was like having a salmon on one's hook, with no winch or line to let out ; and had not the tackle been very good indeed, it must of necessity have given way. Rowing was now suspended, and Walter rose from his oar to watch the progress of the contest. After diving, plunging, pulling obstinately, and trying every device for nearly ten minutes, my fish gradually gave in, suffered himself to be drawn alongside, and Donald lifted him exultingly into the boat. He proved to be what is here called " a lithe," though what his proper name CUDDIES AND LITHE. 55 may be I do not know. His length was a little under a yard ; and Donald said he would weigh eight pounds. Walter now returned to his rod, in the hopes of catching a fish of the same sort and size as mine ; and, as we had during the struggle imperceptibly drifted away with the tide, we at once pulled back to the spot where I had hooked him. Donald was sure that where there had been one there would be more, and so it proved ; for we had scarcely passed the place, when at the same instant both the rods were tried to the utmost by a repetition of the same plunging, diving, and obstinate pulling. We kept up the fight for some time, as before ; and most exciting sport it was. Walter, however, had secured his fish, and laid him gasping in the bottom of the boat, while mine was still resisting as obstinately and showing as much play as ever. Indeed, we began to think that I should never gain the mastery, while each moment threatened the rupture of my tackle. But at length, by dint of patient perseverance and cautious dealing, which called forth the expression of praise from Donald, " 'Deed, sir, but I didna' ken ye could angle the like o' that," I drew in my anta- gonist, and found to my astonishment that, instead of one lithe, there were two, each fully as large as my first. The obstinacy of the struggle now no longer sur- prised us ; the only wonder was that the tackle had held good. Walter's fish was scarcely so large as my first. We continued this for about an hour longer, and then, as the tide turned, we gave it up. We had each caught another lithe ; and, on counting our fish, we found that we had twenty-six cuddies and five lithe, weighing, by Donald's calculation, altogether not far short of lOOlb. On the whole, then, we were very much pleased with the day's sport, which had more than satisfied our greatest expectations. The lithe, especially, were a 56 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEEE. most agreeable surprise ; and I think, with a good rod and fine tackle, they would afford sport equal to that of any salmon. Few anglers, therefore, need be with- out enjoyment; the sea is open to every one, and I am told that there are plenty of these fish on all the rocky parts of the coast ; so that those who are debarred from salmon-fishing need only turn to the lithe, and find amusement equally good. We now set our faces towards home, or rather our backs, for we began to pull manfully against the ebb of the tide. We had occupied about an hour in coming ; but, in returning, we found the current much stronger, and, in conse- quence, for some time made but little way, when suddenly our stroke (Donald) snapped his oar, and we were left with only three remaining to make our way across the loch, not far short of four miles, with a strong current against us. This was but a gloomy prospect for us, unequal as we had been, even at start- ing, to any great exertions; and, to make matters worse, the sky was clouding over, a slight breeze had sprung up, which promised to be greater, and we could see that the centre of the loch was much more turbid than when we crossed it in the morning. There was nothing for it, however, but to make the attempt and do our best. Donald now went to the stern, and by working his oar there helped to propel the boat, while Walter and I took the remaining pair of oars, each of us being occasionally relieved by Angus. In this manner we kept steadily on our course ; and though in the middle of the loch we seemed for some time to be making np way at all, we succeeded, after a hard pull of nearly two houre, in regaining the pier from whence we had put out in the morning. The clouds had been meanwhile gathering; and though our passage had been latterly A CURIOUS LEGEND. 57 smooth enough, for, after tacking across the loch, we had coasted the last two miles, yet in the open part of the loch we saw that it was becoming sufficiently turbid to make us thankful that we had crossed so soon. As we neared the pier some heavy raindrops fell ; and, these increasing, we were drenched to the skin before we reached the hospitable roof of our host. Our creel of fish were, after due inspection, speedily transferred to the kitchen, and the next morning we had the pleasure of seeing them all suspended in rows along a wall in the back yard, split open, salted, and left to dry in the sun. Cured in this manner they form a staple article of food among the poorer classes ; and few cottages are to be seen without some dried haddocks, herrings, or cuddies hanging on their wall beneath the eaves of the roof. The chief of these is the haddock, a fish which varies greatly in size, being sometimes taken as large as a good cod, though of- tener about the size of a mackerel. There is a curious legend connected with this fish. At a little distance behind the gills it has two dark blotches, not unlike in shape to the flaps of a saddle slightly elongated, and extending, one on either side, from the ridge of the back, where they meet, to about halfway down the shoulders. In explanation of this phenomenon it is said that the fish in whose mouth Peter discovered the tribute money was a haddock ; that in extricating the coin, he grasped the fish so roughly as to bruise it, and that since the day of that miracle every haddock has, in these two blotches, borne the marks of the apostolic finger and thumb. The rain continued during the whole of the following day ; and we were confined to the house, except for about an hour in the evening, during a bright gleam, when we shot three hares and two brace and a half of teal. 58 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. The third morning being tolerably fine, though varied by an occasional shower, we drove to a river called the Frothay, to fish for salmon. This river is only about a mile in length, running from a fresh-water loch down into the sea. It would be a most excellent salmon river, were it not for the fishermen at the mouth, who net it so indefatigably that scarcely a fish can ascend the stream except during a flood. At such times, if there be a great body of water, they come up in great numbers, and the very best sport may be had. Throughout its whole extent it is one continued succession of rapids and falls; the stream bowling its way along a rocky bed, huge boulders constantly impeding its course, and high cliffs rising abruptly on either side ; so abruptly indeed, and so close to the water's edge, that the angler can in some places only make his way very cautiously by steps cut in the rock. Altogether, from the bold character of the scenery, as well as from the rapidity and turbulence of its waters, the Frothay forms the beau iddal of a Highland stream, and I am acquainted with no river along whose course I could ramble with greater enjoyment. After putting up our cattle, a pair of Highland ponies, with the dogcart, at a shepherd's shieling hard by, we put our tackle together, and hastened at once to try our fortune. We found the stream swollen, and were quickly assured of its containing fish, for we saw the fresh-run salmon leaping in every direction. This, however, was no agreeable sight, for when salmon are in the leaping mood they are seldom disposed to take the fly. The water was also rather too much dis- coloured, but this we remedied in some degree by putting on a brighter fly. Donald selected for me one out of a number which he carried hooked into his bonnet ; it was rather large in size, with a yellow A HARD FIGHT. 59 body, ribbed with gilt, the wings of bright blue and orange. Leaving Walter, with Sandy in attendance, Donald and I proceeded a little further down the stream, to a spot where we were to find both fish and sport, if they were to be had at all. But the spot deserves a descrip- tion. There were three consecutive falls. Beneath each fall there was a pool ; the uppermost and lowest being of great depth, the middle one but shallow. Just as we arrived at the first pool, two salmon sprang up the fall, in their upward course, having already surmounted the two lower falls. One of the two failed, and, falling back again into the pool, dis- appeared in the dark abyss into which the roaring torrent was pouring itself. I threw my fly across the boiling current and at my first cast a broad tail flapped on the surface, and sullenly disappeared. By Donald's advice I then cast in another direction, so as to allow the fish I had just raised to recover itself ; then, after a delay of two or three casts, I renewed the challenge, and before a minute had elapsed I had hooked my fish. It had now begun to rain, and that very heavily, but I had an exciting contest before me and I could not shrink from it. At first the fish rushed, as though in amazement at the little fly which stung so sharply, down to the very bottom of the pool ; but his enemy was not to be shaken off so easily. He then rose in the very centre of the boiling whirlpool beneath the fall, and attempted to dash up the fall itself, but fell back into the pool again. Still, however, the fly stuck closely to him, and, after pausing a moment in the still water, he made a savage rush down the stream towards the second fall. " Ye'll lose him the noo ; ye'll just be losing him ! " 60 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. cried Donald, in despair ; but there was no help for it ; I could not resist more strenuously, or my tackle must give way, and therefore I was fain to let him go gradually down,. trusting to the chapter of accidents to save my credit. The rain was now coming down heavily ; in vain I had drawn my plaid tighter around me ; I was quickly wetted to the skin, and now each drop seemed to pierce through my clothes, and to make itself felt. The rocks, too, sloping upwards from the bed of the stream, at all times hard to stand upon, were now wet and slippery, and I found it most difficult to keep my footing. Just as the fish disappeared over the second fall, and I sprang forward to keep up the battle, my feet slipped from under me ; I rolled over backwards, falling with one shoulder and an arm in the stream, and my rod flew out of my grasp into the river. In an instant Donald came to the rescue, and while he recovered the rod I regained my feet ; and having no time to think about bruises or the additional wetting, I resumed my rod, and hurried forward, though some- what more carefully. There was but small hope that my fish had not yet escaped, for several yards of the line had run out while my rod was in the stream, and it was now quite slack. When I had scrambled down to the foot of the fall, I began to wind up the line as fast as I could, but felt nothing of my fish. At length I had nearly taken in the whole line, when, to my amazement and delight, a sudden rush and the conse- quent whizzing of the winch apprised me that he was still secure. And now succeeded a second combat, more severe by far than anything I had yet witnessed* The plunges of the fish were terrific, and his flights through the air perfectly wonderful, causing me con- tinually to tremble for my tackle, especially as he A WOUNDED FISH. 61 seemed to be making for the third and last fall. Donald now stole up to me, and, as though he were afraid of his own voice at such a crisis, in a low tone, approaching almost to a whisper, entreated me to hold him up the stream, and prevent his " ganging ow're the fa' that gait," advice which I would only too gladly have followed, had it rested with myself. But a fresh- run salmon is not so easily guided, especially if he has the start. I now, however, thought I saw symptoms of distress in the fish, and began to cherish hopes of a successful issue, when a sudden rush up the stream snapped the top of my rod into two pieces. I heard Donald groan as he said, "'Deed, sir, but ye're unco misfortunate the day." However, in spite of this additional dis- advantage, I persevered, and now the fish was evidently relaxing his efforts. But still, slowly and certainly, he was n earing the fall, and each short struggle lessened the distance. Could I but hold him up the stream a few minutes longer he would be mine ; but when he was almost exhausted, and could have held out a very little longer, I had the mortification to see him, by a kind of tack in his course, work his way into the middle of the current, just at its most rapid part, where it narrowed before the cliff, taking a clear leap of twenty feet over the cliff which barred its passage. Nothing I could do could now secure him. My tackle was not stout enough to resist the strength of the current, and there seemed nothing for it but to give up all as lost. Just, however, at this juncture, Donald's presence of mind and experience befriended me. Springing forward, he took his stand on a rock projecting some little way over the fall, and coolly balancing himself in that dizzy position, put out the landing-net, and catching my fish in the very act of descending, brought 5 62 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. and laid him in triumph at my feet. And so terminated the severest struggle I myself had experienced, and of which even Donald said, " I dinna mind a graunder fight." The fish had several sea-lice upon his head, thus proving that he was just fresh from the sea : his weight was afterwards found to be rather under fourteen pounds. After tendering my thanks to Donald for his timely aid, I sat down and watched him splice the top of my rod. The rain had ceased, and warm as I was from the excitement of the struggle, I did not feel the wet state of my clothes ; and indeed the wind, which had sprung up as the rain ceased, soon blew me, com- paratively speaking, dry again. We continued the fishing for two or three hours longer, and returned home with five salmon and a sea- trout ; my share of the spoil being three salmon, weighing altogether twenty-six pounds. Walter took two very good fish, weighing about seven pounds each, and the sea-trout of five pounds. All the fish were fresh from the sea ; one of mine had a large slice taken out of his shoulder, having been bitten, as Donald said, by a seal. He must, therefore, have had a narrow escape. The Redburn, we are told, is in splendid order for fishing, and in my next chapter I hope to record of our success there. AN OLD GAEL. 63 CHAPTER V. " Creagan Eoghlevagh." Ancient Gael. Highland Shieling. Fight with Stag. Stag of Rhynie. Long Stalk. The Poacher's Reli- gion. The Stag concluded. So heavy a rain followed the events related in my last, that on visiting the Redburn we found it, as Donald had predicted, of a colour and composition very closely resembling those of the fag-end of the coffee-pot which has been " well shaken before taken." Fishing, therefore, was out of the question ; and accordingly we proceeded, at the suggestion of Donald, to wile away the morning by a visit to an odd character, whose dwelling was at no great distance, beneath a huge cliff called " Creag an Eoghlevagh." In former times a forester in the service of a princely nobleman, whose vast estates have long since been brought to the hammer and passed to other hands, he had known the hills, now tenanted only by sheep, in those days occupied by nothing but the red deer, the roe, the fox, and other wild game. He " minded weel " the day when seven fine stags were shot on one morning, just beneath the present position of his cottage, though nowadays they are seldom seen within six or seven miles of it. Since the dispersion of the property, and his own consequent dismissal from office, he had led an irregular and almost lawless life. There were rumours that he had been connected with the "smuggling interest," and he was known to have been an extensive poacher ; but he had been openly detected or convicted of neither. Within the last few years, however, as the natural burdens of an age now bordering closely on a 64 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. century became heavy upon him, he had given up his questionable occupation, and kept to his home, like an honest man. Crammed to the muzzle with old recollections, legends, and experiences, to those who could listen and comprehend, his recitals of bygone scenes and days were full of interest ; but, unfortunately for us, he prided himself on his Gaelic ; and possessed of a melancholy presentiment that the day was not far distant when the tongue of the Southron was to supersede it altogether, Rob treasured the language of his Celtic forefathers with so jealous a watchfulness, that he would not himself give utterance to a syllable of English if he could avoid it, that at least his own conscience might be clear from the guilt of having cast off an old and valuable friend, and having lent a hand towards blotting out one from the Babel-born family of tongues. We had been told by our friend the Laird that to hear Rob recite an adventure in his native language was to listen to a recital in both the language and the spirit of Ossian, but that this we should in a great measure lose in the English interpretation. Donald, however, gave us to understand that, under the influence of a modest amount of whiskey, the spirit of this aged Gael might be induced to lay aside its jealousy of the Sassenach, and indulge us in English as good as that our " ainsels " could use, a hint which we resolved to profit by. On reaching the shieling where Rob abode, which was a long low hut, with thick heather thatch, and a chimney built of sods, the whole erection looking more like a stack of peat than a human habitation, we entered, and were introduced by Donald. Rob rose from his seat, bade us a Gaelic welcome, and invited us to sit down, pointing to a long clumsily-made trunk-box^ A HIGHLAND SHIELING. 65 over which he threw an antique plaid. We took the seat allotted to us ; and while Donald and our host were conversing in a jargon incomprehensible to us, I had leisure to look about me. The interior of the cottage, like Highland shielings in general, was walled round with rude rafters of pine, well seasoned by peat smoke, with which same smoke the atmosphere of the apartment was unpleasantly overcharged. One side of the room was composed almost entirely of doors, the centre ones being, I suppose, the folding doors of the bedroom or closet where the occupant slept ; the others opening into cupboards and omnium gatherum whatnots. A huge fireplace Gaelic*}, tein-tein occupied nearly the whole of one end of the apartment, the peat lying smouldering on the hearth in the true primitive fashion ; and above the rough-hewn stone mantlepiece was suspended an old flint gun, towards which the eyes of Donald were ever and anon directed with a look of devout reverence. The third side was occupied with the door and one small window, through the glass of which, though sufficiently transparent to admit the light in scant measure, no objects could possibly be distinguished. The remaining side was overhung with the drapery (still in character) of sundry time-hallowed coats, weather-worn plaids, faded bonnets, and huge boots. Our host himself was a man of middle height, now much bent by years ; his countenance, however, not- withstanding the many deep furrows graven by the hand of time, had an appearance much younger than accorded with his actual age, from the ruddy hue which still mantled the cheek, and the bright glitter which still flashed from the eye. His locks, white as the driven snow, straggled at random over his shoulders, and his long grey whiskers joined in the same stream. 66 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. His huge bony hands and broad shoulders still bore testimony to the strength he had once possessed ; and as he drew himself up stiffly to his full height, his whole appearance was striking and even imposing. As he moved about the shed, I observed that he slightly halted on one leg ; and on inquiring of Donald the cause, I was informed that he had been injured in poaching a deer ; but that if we would produce our whiskey flasks and " bide our time," we might have the account of it from his own lips. Our usquebagh there- fore produced, we drank to each other ; and while Walter and Donald each added a pipe to their draught, Rob offered to me his snuff-box. Snuff-taking has been a habit in the Highlands for many generations, and though with the rising one smoking has become so general, as almost to supplant the more ancient fashion, yet many of the most primitive in these unfrequented districts, still cling tenaciously to " the old paths." Rob's snuffbox was itself a curiosity, as an article of home manufacture, a deer's hoof forming the box, while the lid was composed of a strip of hart's horn. For some time all communications were carried on in Gaelic, Donald acting as interpreter ; but in vino veritas is an adage old and well tested withal, and as the whiskey warmed the cockles of that aged heart, aud thawed the frigid exterior, it evoked the powers of speech, not yet asserted ; and at length the Gaelic oracle, throwing aside his reserve, poured forth his responses in fluent English. " What for was he lame ? 'Twas just naething more than a fulish fall owre a crag wi' a stag he had wounded." And then he proceeded to tell us how, when on a poaching venture, he had watched the beast grazing in security above a high crag ; how he had stalked it, wounded it mortally, and brought it to the ground ; how, in his haste lest any of SEEKING A SABBATH DINNER. 67 the keepers should unpleasantly interrupt him, he had then run in upon the deer to " gralloch," or stab it to the heart, thinking it to be at its last gasp ; and how he was unpleasantly surprised, on grasping an antler, to find the beast sufficiently vigorous to spring blindly forward; and how, before there was time to extricate himself, both he and the deer, the slayer and the slain, had rolled over the precipice together, and after a most marvellous but unpleasant succession of falls, thumps, struggles, and bruises, both lay breath- less at the foot of the crag. The deer, having fortu- nately fallen undermost, had broken the force of the shock to him, which however had been so severe as to fracture his leg. " But," said he, " I sune drew his life's blood; and there," he added, "is his head," pointing to a deer's mask on the wall, " which I hae keepit, and shall aye keep to my dying day." We examined the head, which, however, was not remark- able for its size ; though, no doubt, for old association's sake, it was worth more to him than " siller or gowd." ' But, Hob," asked Donald, " winna ye just tell the gentleman about the big stag ye were three days in the killing?" " 'Deed, will I," was the gracious reply. But here, Reader, you must allow me to . give the story in my own words. To recall those of Rob would be too serious a task; and therefore, though I know that half the charm will thereby be lost, I must e'en leave it to your own fertile imagination to put in the finishing strokes and effective touches of the master, while I barely lay down the crude outline. Allow us one moment for a preliminary pull at the flask and a pinch of snuff not at all adulterated ; oh no ! and we begin at once our narrative of the big stag of Ben Rhynie. 68 FORAYS AMONG SALMON AND DEER. Once upon a time there was a famous hart known to frequent the fastnesses of Ben Rhyuie, the head of which was for a long while an object of ambition among all the foresters, sportsmen, and poachers, who shot per fas aut nefas in the neighbourhood. But he seemed to bear a charmed life, not even a bullet of silver, it was said, could harm him ; and he continued, in spite of their patience and perseverance, to baffle them all. On one occasion, however, Rob had been out with his gun, tempted as well by the want of something to do, as by a great desire for a venison steak for his next day's (Sabbath) dinner. He had searched various woods for roe, but without success, and was wending his way homeward, his gun slung carelessly over his shoulder, and