As you pass the Cloyburn it will interest you to know that up the glen from which it comes is the mansion-house of Kilmichael, the seat of the Fullarton family, proprietors of Whitefarland and Kilmichael—the only portions of Arran not owned by the Duke of Hamilton. A little further up are the remains of an encampment which had been provided by the islanders for the security of their wives and children on the alarm of invasion. It was here that Bruce and his followers resided before taking Brodick Castle. Passing the school-house, examine a very fine bronze statute of the late Duke in Highland costume, the workmanship of Marochetti. Here also, at the roadside, is to be seen a large block of red sandstone set on end, the history of which is unknown. It is supposed to be one of the many Druidical monuments and circles to be found on the island; or perhaps it was set up here to mark the burial-place of some chief, or the spot where one fell in deadly combat; or perhaps it was meant for something more common and prosaic—for (Highland) man and beast to scratch themselves upon. Coming to the cross-road leading to Shiskin and to Corrie, take the Corrie road over Rosa Burn; but before doing so admire the artistic manse straight in front, its magnificent position and the liberality of the Duke in building it at his own expense. The house is as unique inside as it is outside, and a visit which we recently paid it and its accomplished occupant will long live in our memory. At the Rosa Bridge enter the carriage drive to the Castle, and keep on it till near the gamekeeper’s house; then enter by a small gate on the left and follow the walk through the wood, which is well stocked with deer and game, till you come out again on the moor. From the Rosa Burn to the summit is about 3 miles as the crow flies, but by the windings of the path it will be at least 4. The highest point is 2800 feet above the level of the sea at half-tide. The ascent is now more difficult, the path more abrupt and uneven, following the burn, which runs through a deep mountain gorge, showing many different kinds of strata and stone interesting to those who go about with small hammers. At the mill dam you reach a height of 1200 feet. You may be tempted to strike across a flat space to the left and mount by the southern shoulder; but although a shorter cut, it is much steeper and more dangerous than the usual path which is to the right, and which you should follow till you reach the sharp ridge of the east shoulder of the mountain. Before attempting this, the last and most difficult part of the journey, you will probably think it time to sit down and discuss the contents of your bag. Tennant’s beer sells at one-and-six the bottle on the Rocky Mountains; well, this is an exceedingly rocky mountain, yet you can get “something to drink free, gratis, and for nothing” at anytime by simply scratching its surface. The path now turns to the left up