Looking northward we have the country of the Clan Gregor before us, stretching along the Trossachs to Balquhidder, and on the north and west to the heights of Rannoch and Glenorchy, a clan which was formerly known as the Clan Alpine, which traced its origin from Alpine, an early Scotch king. In an ancient Celtic chronicle, relating to the proceedings of the Clan Macnab, it is said that “there is nothing older than the Clan Macarthur except the hills and the rivers and the Clan Alpine.” They were for long the dread of the Lowland part of the Lennox district. The upper district of Loch Lomond, which belonged to the Macfarlane clan in the days of old, is seen to great advantage. Far up are seen the huge forms of Ben Voirlich and Ben Achray, and those of numerous kindred giants. There is Inversnaid, and its memories of Wordsworth and his “Sweet Highland Girl.” The hotel at Tarbet, and the village and the road over to Arrochar, appear in Lilliputian proportions. And lower down is Stuckgown House, a favourite residence of the late Lord Jeffrey, who was, as Lord Cockburn says, “an idolater of Loch Lomond, and used often to withdraw there and refresh himself by its beauties.” Immediately opposite this, at the rocky foot of the giant on whose head we stand, is Rob Roy’s prison, an arched cavern in a rock some height above the water, which can be easily seen from the steamer. It was said that he was in the habit of convincing those whom other arguments failed to reach by giving them a dip in the loch at this point; and it is generally understood that they did not need a second. Before starting to come down you should look over to Camstraddan Bay, at Luss, and try to realise that the waters of the loch have increased so much in the course of ages that about 100 yards from the shore the ruins of houses are still visible. But Loch Lomond has other wonders than this; it is said to have waves “without wind, fish without fin, and a floating island.” The swell in the widest part, particularly after a storm, has probably given rise to the first of these marvels; vipers, shaped like eels, are said occasionally to swim from island to island, and this may account for the second; and the floating island, according to a very old tradition, shifted its quarters every now and then from one part of the loch to another, like the ancient Delos.