VII. ENEAS 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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TALES AND ADVENTURES OF A BOTANIST :

ILLUSTRATIVE OF THE MANNERS AND SUPERSTITIONS OF THE HIGHLANDS

OF SCOTLAND.

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."

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

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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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"Nobody will persuade me of that," said the smuggler in reply to my expressed fears on this subject, and, with a sceptical motion of the head, he added, "I'll never believe that the voice which sounded so fearsomely through all Glenaverain this night was that o' ony mortal creature,'

I persisted, however, in my opinion, and as the dog went often to the door, looked back as if he wished us to follow, and once or twice repeated his plaintive howl, I proposed that we should accompany him if he made any attempt to leave the hut. It was no difficult task to gain the smuggler's assent, though he still seemed to retain his own theory regarding Rory.

I perceived that, under a very coarse exterior, this uncultivated specimen of humanity harboured in his bosom strong feelings of benevolence, and that, though a slave to superstition, he could yet, in some degree, brave its horrors in order to succour a fellow-creature in time of need. He accordingly showed much alacrity in his preparations to accompany me in following the collie. He first went to a remote corner of the hut, and, to my great surprise-for I had believed that he and I were its sole occupants--there roused an ancient-looking female from her repose on a couch of heather, which had totally escaped my notice. It appeared that she had been for some time awake, and quite aware of what was going on, as she testified no surprise at my presence, and seemed at once to comprehend the business on which we were bent. To her the smuggler entrusted the charge of the still in his absence, and exhorted her not to be afraid to remain alone. He next helped Flory, as he called the old dame, to a dram, not forgetting his guest 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 shilelah in the other, put a shaggy cap of dogskin upon his no less shaggy pate, and courageously led the way to the door. 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 satisfaction, 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 a 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

each of us holding two corners of it, we began our slow and toilsome descent. By frequent rests, we succeeded at length in reaching the river, but now a fresh difficulty arose as to how we were to convey the patient across it. From this perplexity, which threatened to render all our previous toils ineffectual, the hardihood and address of the smuggler extricated us. He took the helpless and shattered man on his shoulders, and committed to me the charge of keeping the narrow plank steady and in its position, and then fearlessly ventured on the hazardous passage. All my endeavours were insufficient to prevent the ticklish bridge from tottering, and more than once I trembled when I saw the imminent danger of the brave Highlander and his burden. His remarkable coolness of head, however, enabled him to preserve his equilibrium to a miracle; and with inexpressible delight I soon saw him safely deposit his charge on the opposite bank.

Taking hold of the whining collie, who did not seem so keen to enter the stream as on the former occasion, I also made my way over without delay. In a few minutes more we were in the hut, and happy to find that the shepherd had sustained less inconvenience by the way than might have been expected from the ruggedness of the ground and the mode of conveyance. Having removed his drenched and comfortless garments, we proceeded to put in operation all the medical skill we possessed on the wounds and bruises of his damaged frame. The staves of a demolished cask supplied us with pretty serviceable splints; Flory's apron, which was willingly given us, was cut down to form a roller; and with these rude materials we contrived to re-adjust and secure the fractured limb in a manner which even the Faculty would have approved of. By means of Flory's alacrity too, we were enabled to bathe his cold extremities with tepid water, to staunch the wounds, which the increased circulation thus excited had opened afresh, with cobwebs from the retired parts of the hut, instead of sharpis; to give him such a comfortable mess of gruel as suited his debilitated and chilled state, and to commit him (after having anointed the bruised but unbroken parts of his tabernacle with the smuggler's elixir) to a soft couch of heather prepared for him in a suitable place. All parties having thus endeavoured to discharge their duty in the circumstances of each, we commended our patient to the good offices of Morpheus, who, sooner than we expected, spread his mantle over him and shed his opiate dew on his eye-lids, which cheered us with good hopes of the poor shepherd's recovery. Allan's own sufferings had not banished from his mind the thought of his absent and anxious Ericht. He therefore requested, before he resigned himself to sleep, that we would relieve her from her distress of mind as soon as day appeared-and it was now not far distant-by acquainting her with the particulars of his situation.

While Flory attended to the still, the smuggler and I sat in silence beside the fire drying our steaming attire. But though we spoke not, our minds were not inactive. What were his cogitations I know not, but my mind was filled with the incidents and adventures of that eventful night. I recalled the feelings and reflections which had, a few hours previously, occupied my thoughts as I paced up and down in the rain and the darkness at the torrent's edge, and was forcibly struck with the remarkable illustration that had since occurred of the contrast which I had then attempted to draw between my own state and whatever I could con