Immediately opposite is Craigmaddie Wood and Moss, with the far-famed Auld Wives’ Lifts, which are well worthy of a visit themselves, not only on account of their position and their size, but also of the uncertainty of their origin. Some regard them as the work of witches, which is about as good a way of getting out of a difficult as the Highland minister had, who always said when he came to some knotty point, “But this is a mystery, my brethren; we will just boldly look it in the face and then pass on.” Some regard them as the work of glacial action, and yet others as a gigantic Druidical altar, on which in some far-off period the dark rites of Pagan worship may have been celebrated. We tried, but with little success, to give our mind to this difficult problem, and finding the air “vara halesome”—quite too much so, indeed—we made short work of some sandwiches, which, fortunately for us, were thicker than those we get at Lang’s. Time should be taken to have a look at the prehistoric wall above Craigbarnet, and also at the great stone, “Clach Arthur,” on the brow of the hill, said to mark the site of one of King Arthur’s victories. The remains of the wall are still perfectly visible, and can be traced as far as the Ballagan Burn. From the height above that burn a good view is had of the wall running on westward towards Dungoin. Earl’s Seat is flanked east and west by two hills, and it sends off from its southern slope not only Ballagan Burn, up which we came, but Fin Burn, passing down through Fin Glen, a little to the east. We make this our route homeward, which, though less known than its neighbour Campsie, or, more correctly, Kirkton Glen, is little inferior in attraction, and for at least its length, its volume of water, and its cascade is much superior. As we descend we have time to have a look at Crichton’s Cairn, immediately above Campsie, so called, according to one account, in memory of a local Hercules of that name, who, after taking a wager to carry up a load of meal to the top, succeeded in doing so, but died immediately after; and according to another, in memory of a smuggler of that name who was overtaken and killed there by gaugers. There is still another account of the matter, viz., that Crichton committed suicide up there by hanging himself. “If this is the true version, it is one of the most determined cases on record, as the poor man would require to take the hanging apparatus with him.” Below the cairn is the well-known Craw Road, between Fintry and Campsie, by which in 1745 a detachment of Highlanders came south to join the Chevalier, and a visit to the bend of which is supposed by some to be “good for the whooping cough.”