第24章 SKY.ARMIDEL(1)

In the morning,September the second,we found ourselves on the edge of the sea.Having procured a boat,we dismissed our Highlanders,whom I would recommend to the service of any future travellers,and were ferried over to the Isle of Sky.We landed at Armidel,where we were met on the sands by Sir Alexander Macdonald,who was at that time there with his lady,preparing to leave the island and reside at Edinburgh.

Armidel is a neat house,built where the Macdonalds had once a seat,which was burnt in the commotions that followed the Revolution.The walled orchard,which belonged to the former house,still remains.It is well shaded by tall ash trees,of a species,as Mr.Janes the fossilist informed me,uncommonly valuable.This plantation is very properly mentioned by Dr.

Campbell,in his new account of the state of Britain,and deserves attention;because it proves that the present nakedness of the Hebrides is not wholly the fault of Nature.

As we sat at Sir Alexander's table,we were entertained,according to the ancient usage of the North,with the melody of the bagpipe.

Everything in those countries has its history.As the bagpiper was playing,an elderly Gentleman informed us,that in some remote time,the Macdonalds of Glengary having been injured,or offended by the inhabitants of Culloden,and resolving to have justice or vengeance,came to Culloden on a Sunday,where finding their enemies at worship,they shut them up in the church,which they set on fire;and this,said he,is the tune that the piper played while they were burning.

Narrations like this,however uncertain,deserve the notice of the traveller,because they are the only records of a nation that has no historians,and afford the most genuine representation of the life and character of the ancient Highlanders.

Under the denomination of Highlander are comprehended in Scotland all that now speak the Erse language,or retain the primitive manners,whether they live among the mountains or in the islands;and in that sense I use the name,when there is not some apparent reason for making a distinction.

In Sky I first observed the use of Brogues,a kind of artless shoes,stitched with thongs so loosely,that though they defend the foot from stones,they do not exclude water.Brogues were formerly made of raw hides,with the hair inwards,and such are perhaps still used in rude and remote parts;but they are said not to last above two days.Where life is somewhat improved,they are now made of leather tanned with oak bark,as in other places,or with the bark of birch,or roots of tormentil,a substance recommended in defect of bark,about forty years ago,to the Irish tanners,by one to whom the parliament of that kingdom voted a reward.The leather of Sky is not completely penetrated by vegetable matter,and therefore cannot be very durable.

My inquiries about brogues,gave me an early specimen of Highland information.One day I was told,that to make brogues was a domestick art,which every man practised for himself,and that a pair of brogues was the work of an hour.I supposed that the husband made brogues as the wife made an apron,till next day it was told me,that a brogue-maker was a trade,and that a pair would cost half a crown.It will easily occur that these representations may both be true,and that,in some places,men may buy them,and in others,make them for themselves;but I had both the accounts in the same house within two days.