In this they showed their wisdom. The auld laird McGregor sent them a most affecting letter. "Their sorrows," it ended, "and his own misfortune had broken his heart, and though he could see them no more in life, his thoughts and mind were with them." True, for the auld laird lived scarcely a year after the eviction of Glen Alva. But with a portion of the remains of his fortune he paid the passage money to America of as many of his tenants as were willing to accept his offer. I would not harrow the feelings of my readers by describing the last sad scene in Glen Alva, when in the darkness of night the people were turned out; when more than seventy houses--well, call them huts, they were homesteads, at all events--were given to the flames; when the aged and the sick were laid on the bare hillside to shiver and to die; and when neither the wail of the widow nor plaintive cry of the suffering infant could move to pity or mercy the minions of the Yankee laird, who preferred deer to human beings. Selah! CHAPTER TEN. THE LAST LINK IS BROKEN. "Farewell, farewell, my native land, Thy lonely glens and heath-clad mountains." Scene: The fairy glen once more, and in the background the fairy knoll. Kenneth and Archie, both looking very sad, are in the foreground by a new-made grave. Kenneth has been planting a little tree there, only a young Scotch pine, dug from the moor, a treelet that had grown from a cone which the rooks had fetched from Alva's gloomy forest. Kenneth has planted the tree, and the spade has dropped from his fingers and fallen among the heather. Archie's dog Shot is standing near. He has been watching all the proceedings. Watching, and probably wondering. For dogs _do_ think. But where is Kooran? Kooran is under the sod. His bonnie brown eyes have closed for ever; his faithful heart will never feel love or friendship more--it has ceased to beat. Nor cry of wild bird on the mountain, nor plaintive bleat of lamb, no, nor his master's voice, will ever move him again. "I canna but believe," says Hogg, the Ettrick Shepherd, "that dogs hae sowls." There are many more believe with you, dear Hogg.