[20] Kiln (_àth_) here mentioned was in a thatched house about 17 feet long and 10 wide, the breast being about 5 feet deep, one being built in every township for preparing corn for grinding. Some peacefully disposed, observant old men (_bodaichean sicire foirfe_) built kilns in their own barns, to avoid being hindered or disturbed by their neighbours at their work. DONALD GORM IN MOIDART. The wife of the laird of Moidart (_Bean Mhac ’ic Ailein Mhùideart_) once took great umbrage at Donald Gorm. He came to Mac ’ic Ailein’s house, dressed, as was his custom, in a suit of cloth of dun (natural) coloured sheep’s wool, with a stout oaken cudgel in his hand. The laird’s wife happened to be the first person he met, and without any preliminary word he asked, “Is the lad Mac ’ic Ailein at home?” (_Bheil am balach Mac ’ic Ailein a stigh?_) “No, he is not, at this time,” she answered indignantly resenting his superciliousness. The next question he asked was, “Will it be a long time before he comes home?” “I don’t know,” she said. “You will tell him when he returns home, that I was asking for him here, and that The Herd is the name I get (_gur e am Buachaille a their iad rium_).” Mac ’ic Ailein came home soon afterwards, and his wife told him about the bold man who was enquiring. At her husband’s request she described the stranger’s appearance and dress, and how “The Herd” was the name he got. “Did you ask him in?” her husband asked. “No,” she said, “he was so impertinent.” “None but me will pay the penalty for that,” he said, “for he was Donald Gorm of Sleat” (_Dòmhnull Gorm Shléibhte_). Mac ’ic Ailein desired a horse to be saddled, and he rode at full speed after, and overtook, Donald Gorm at the inn. After much entreaty he was persuaded to return to Mac ’ic Ailein’s house. On their arrival his wife made ample apology, and the friendship was not broken. Mac ’ic Ailein had to hold MacConnel, the Herd of the Isles (_Mac Chonnuill Buachaille nan Eileinean_) stirrup at every feast and fair. THE BLACK RAVEN OF GLENGARRY.