THE FAMILY OF SCOTUS.

On the extinction of the direct line of Glengarry from Ranald, eldest son of Donald, first of Scotus, the succession reverts to the representatives of Æneas or Angus, second son of Ranald, second of Scotus, and brother of Alastair Dubh. It has been already stated that, on the succession of Ranald to Glengarry, he settled the barony of that name on his second son,

III. ÆNEAS OF ANGUS, on whose descendants the representation of Glengarry devolved in 1868, on the extinction, as is alleged, of all the male representatives of his brother, Alastair Dubh Macdonell, of Killiecrankie fame. Æneas married a daughter of Sir Norman Macleod, with issue1. Donald, his heir.

2. John, progenitor of the Macdonalds of Greenfield, now represented by John A. Macdonell, barrister, Toronto, Canada,

3. Allan, whose descendants emigrated to America, where many of them now remain.

4. Alexander, whose representatives are also in America,

He was succeeded in Scotus by his eldest son,

IV. DONALD MACDONELL, who married, first, Helen Meldrum of Meldrum, with issue an only daughter

1. Margaret, who married Macdonald of Glenaladale.

He married, secondly, Elizabeth Cumming of Conter, with issue2. Ronald, his heir.

And, thirdly, Mary Cameron of Glen-Nevis, with issue

3. Archibald, who became a priest.

He was killed at Culloden, and succeeded by his only son,

V. RANALD MACDONELL, who married, first, Helen Grant of Glenmoriston, with issue

1. Eneas, his heir.

He married, secondly, Helen, daughter of John Macdonell, XIIth of Glengarry, with issue

2. Charles, a Major in the 72d Regiment, who married, with issue, an only child—a daughter.

3. Donald, Colonel in the H.E.I.C.S., who married Anne, daughter of Archibald Macdonell of Lochshiel, with issue-(1) Æneas Ronald, advocate, now of Morar, who married Catherine, only daughter of James Sidgreaves of Inglewhite Hall, Lancashire, with issue-Ronald Talbot, James Sidgreaves, Alister Young Crinan, and an only daughter, Catrina. (2) Donald, a Captain, N.I. of the H.E.I.C.S., who married Frances Eyre, with issuean only daughter, who died young. (3) Ann, who married Captain Stott, 92d Regiment, with issue. (4) Catharine, unmarried.

4. John, a Captain, killed in battle, unmarried.

He had also six daughters. He was succeeded by his eldest son, VI. ENEAS MACDONELL, who married a lady celebrated for great personal beauty and accomplishments, Anna, daughter of William Fraser of Culbockie. She was a good Celtic scholar, and made a collection of Ossianic poetry. By her Eneas of Scotus had issue

1. Eneas, his heir.

2. Helen Grant, who married Colonel Kyle of Binghill. He was succeeded by his only son,

VII. ÆNEAS RANALD MACDONELL, born 19th of December 1799. He sold the property, entered the Madras Civil Service, and afterwards settled at Cheltenham. He married Juliana Charlotte Wade, daughter of the Archdeacon of Bombay, with issue

1. Æneas Ranald, who married Emma, daughter of General Briggs, of the H.E.I.C.S., with issue-(1) Æneas Ranald, who succeeded his grandfather as the present Chief of Glengarry; (2) John Bird, Lieutenant and Adjutant, 12th Regiment; (3) Jeanie, who married, in November 1880, P. H. Chalmers, advocate, Aberdeen, younger son of Charles Chalmers of Monkshill; (4) Charlotte Lindsay. He married, secondly, Mary, daughter of Dr Johnson, with issue; (5) Angus.

2. William, V.C., a Judge of the High Court of Culcutta, who married Annie Louisa, daughter of Captain Duff, H.E.I.C.S., with issue(1) William Fraser, (2) Jeanie, (3) Julia Charlotte, (4) Annie Lindsay, (5) Helen Grant, and (6) Edith Isabella.

3. Thomas Munro, who died without issue.

4. Alexander Kyle.

5. Anna, who married Hugh Hamilton Lindsay, son of the Hon. Hugh Lindsay, grandson of the fifth Earl of Balcarres.

6. Julia Charlotte, who married John Bird, of the Madras Civil Service.

On the death of Charles Ranaldson Macdonell, the last of the male line of Glengarry from Alastair Dubh, eldest son of Ranald, second of Scotus, on the 28th of June 1868, Æneas Ranald Macdonell of Cheltenham, as above, became representative and Chief of the ancient House of Glengarry, which see.

THE FAMILY OF CLANRANALD will be commenced in the next number.

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Genealogical Notes and Queries.

QUERY.

MACDONALD OF GLENCOE.-The Camerons of Kinloch-Leiven, and also the Stewarts of Achnacone, were descended maternally from the Glencoe family. In "The Stewarts of Appin" (Edinburgh, private circulation, 1880) the following passage occurs :— "Unhappily scarcely anything remains now of this collection (the Achnacone papers) excepting some marriage settlements with the Glencoe family." Can any one of your cor respondents give me definite information on the subject? QUHIDDER WILL ZIE.

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TALES AND ADVENTURES OF A BOTANIST:

ILLUSTRATIVE OF THE MANNERS AND SUPERSTITIONS OF THE HIGHLANDS

RORY OF THE GLEN AND THE SMUGGLER.

JUST as we were thus beginning to feel the subject of the mysterious Rory most absorbing, we thought that we heard something moving at the entrance to the hut, and with equal curiosity each turned his eyes simultaneously in that direction, when we beheld not Rory of the Glen, but a poor, sorry-looking collie dog, with down-cast eyes, drooping ears, and his fur laid closely to his lank sides by the rain. He seemed, I thought, to have sought the shelter of the smuggler's hovel in circumstances similar to my own, and I, taught by misfortune, felt a strong sympathy for the poor animal when I saw him, with hanging tail and whimpering voice, as if it were diffidently soliciting admittance. As I put forth my hand to welcome him with an encouraging pat, I immediately recognised the identical dog which I had seen with the shepherd before the thunder-storm had come on. He also appeared to recognise me, and testified, in his own way, the joy which he felt at the meeting, by placing his wet paws on my knee and offering me a familiar salute. He next paid his respects to the smuggler, with whom he also seemed to be on the most intimate footing, and then, resting himself on his hams, he gazed on each of our faces. alternately, with an anxious and whining expression of countenance, which evidently implied that he had something of importance to communicate if he knew how to make himself intelligible.

"Poor Allan Ciobair," said the smuggler, meaning the shepherd, for that was his name; "Poor Allan Ciobair has been late out this sad night; I'm sure he has lost his way in the mist."

We kept an eye on the door expecting every moment that he would enter. But several minutes elapsed while we were thus looking for his appearance, and still there was no symptom of his approach. Meanwhile the poor collie continued his restlessness and whimpering, and when the smuggler, attributing his querulous behaviour to hunger, offered him some food, instead of tasting it, he looked up pitifully in his face and raised a piercing, melancholy howl which went to both our hearts. At once a flash of conviction broke upon our minds that the conduct of the dog had some reference to his master.

"As sure as I'm alive," said the smuggler, at last, "something has happened to Allan that's no good. I never saw his poor tyke behave that way before."

"Perhaps the dog has lost his master in the mist and darkness of the night," said I.

"Maybe his master has tumbled o'er a crag," said the smuggler. "Or been carried away by a swollen torrent," responded I.

"Or met with Rory of the Glen-God be with us," rejoined he.

A terrible suspicion now seized on me that the cries which we both heard, and which he had ascribed to Rory of the Glen, were nothing else than those of poor Allan in his distress.

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brove ita homurs in order to some dove, anoor lingly showed me halunity in his preparations to army me of need He fl. Le colle. H went to a remote citer of the hut, and to Ly naturprise for I had leved that he and I were its sole cert panter-there onsed an anilinking female from her repose in a t of heather, which 1.1 totally escaped my notice. It appeared that she on cont had been for some time A quite aware of what was going on, as she testified no surprise at my presence, and seemed at once to comprè

the business on which we were bent. To her the smuggler entrusted ',»e arge of the of '7 in his absence, and exhorted her not to be afraid to rela. alone. He next helped Flory, as he called the cli dame, të a diam, not forgetting his quest or himself-and put a flask of the same potent cordial into his pocket, while he remarked that, if Allan were then lying helpless on the hill it would be the medicine that would save his life. He then got a lantern in one hand and a stout shah in the other, put a shazzy cap of dogskin upon his no less shaggy pate, and courageously led the way to the docr. In the meantime I had re-adjusted my wardrobe, and thrown, by special request, the smuggler's plaid over all, and was in full marching order.

The night was still "dark as Erebus "-still the sky poured down its copious stores of rain-and still the torrent thundered along with undiminished rage. By the aid of the lantern we were able to keep in view the motions of the sagacious collie, who, wagging his tail with satis faction, led the way a few paces ahead of us, while he frequently looked back to make himself sure that we understood and were following him. He pursued the course of the stream for a little way till he reached a place where it seemed less rapid; and then he turned his face towards it as if he wished to pass over. For a few seconds he eyed the foaming and impetuous waters with a hesitating look and whimper; but having assured himself that we were beside him and marked his intentions, he soon resolutely committed himself to their mercy. He was carried rapidly downwards by the force of the current, and being unable to keep himself longer in view, we became apprehensive that the poor animal's adventurous zeal had been fatal to him. By-and-bye, however, we were delighted to see him, by means of our glimmering light, shaking himself on the opposite side of the stream, and looking for us to follow. But how to accomplish this put us to our wits end. At length, while we were examining a narrow strait, the smuggler snapped his fingers as if he had discovered an

expedient. He then put the lantern into my hand, and ran back to the hut, and brought a narrow piece of plank which, on trial, was found of sufficient length to reach the opposite rock. By this we passed, and then put ourselves once more under the guidance of the poor collie, who hailed us with many canine manifestations of joy. He now advanced as rapidly as we could follow him in the direction whence, I believe, the cries had come, and where, the smuggler told me, lay "Corrie Donn," the favourite haunt of the redoubtable Rory of the Glen.

As we ascended the mountain, I remarked that my companion became less talkative and showed a disposition to resign to me the post of honour, by falling a little to the rear, though at the same time he seemed careful not to allow me to get far ahead of him. When, by his account, we were now entering the gorge of the corrie, I shouted with all my might in hopes that the shepherd, if within reach, might hear and answer me. But the only answer we received, so far as we could ascertain, was the wild and solemn repercussion of the sound from the lofty amphitheatre of rocks that encompassed us. The echo certainly was sufficiently startling in such a dismal solitude and in such an hour of such night; so that I was by no means surprised to find my arm in the grasp of the smuggler's huge, red hand, as he clung to my side. I had no doubt that poor Allan, whatever might be his plight, lay at no great distance from us; and therefore I continued to shout as we advanced. At length we reached a place of steep and difficult ascent, covered with loose shingles, which yielded to our feet, or broken by many ravines which were now occupied by streams of water. The increasing vivacity and quickness of the echoes at this point indicated our near vicinity to the rocks, and I persuaded myself that I could perceive their dim outline by the deeper shade of darkness which it raised against the cloudy sky. Once or twice I fancied that I could distinguish, amidst the sportive illusions of echo, a faint cry that corresponded with mine. My companion was of the same opinion, and we therefore pressed on with increasing speed till our guide came to a total stand-still, wagged his tail, and uttered a peculiar but significant noise, as if overjoyed to find his master still alive. The next moment showed us, by the faint rays of our lantern, the unfortunate shepherd lying in the most deplorable condition-his features disfigured with bruises and his clothes torn and besmeared with blood. He was just able to make us understand, though more by signs than words, that he had lost his footing and had fallen from the rock which towered above us; that one of his legs was broken, and that he had received many severe injuries besides. It was evident from the serious nature of his wounds, the unabated inclemency of the weather, and the state of weakness to which he was reduced, that had we been much longer in coming to his relief, death would have delivered him from the dismal state in which we found him. There was, therefore, no time to be lost in using such means as we could command to alleviate his sufferings. The smuggler without delay applied his panacea to his lips, and the increased animation which it produced on his ghastly features sufficiently indicated the benefit derived from it. We then proceeded to secure the dangling limb by the aid of our staves as splints, and our garters, to obviate as much as possible the agony of motion. Having effected this, and having laid him in the plaid, which we had fortunately brought with us, and