Oh! for David Wilkie, or William Simpson (while we send Gibb to bring away yonder Shieling and its cliff), to paint a picture--coloured, if possible, from the life--of the Interior of our airy Pyramid. Door open, and perpendicular canvass walls folded up--that settled but cloudy sky, with here its broad blue fields, and there its broad blue glimpsing glades--this greensward mound in the midst of a wilderness of rock-strewn heather--as much of that one mountain, and as many of those others, as it can be made to hold--that bright bend of the river--a silver bow--and that white-sanded, shelly, shingly shore at Loch-Etive Head, on which a troop of Tritons are "charging with all their chivalry," still driven back and still returning, to the sound of trumpets, of "flutes and soft recorders," from the sea. On the table, all strewn and scattered "in confusion worse confounded," round the Cask, which --"dilated stands Like Teneriffe or Atlas _unremoved_," what "buttery touches" might be given to the --"reliquias Danaum atque inmitis Achillei!" Then the camp-beds tidily covered and arranged along their own department of the circle--quaint dresses hanging from loops, all the various apparelling of hunter, shooter, fisher, and forester--rods, baskets, and nets occupying their picturesque division--fowling-pieces, double and single, rejoicing through the oil-smooth brownness of their barrels in the exquisite workmanship of a Manton and a Lancaster--American rifles, with their stocks more richly silver-chased than you could have thought within reach of the arts in that young and prosperous land--duck-guns, whose formidable and fatal length had in Lincolnshire often swept the fens--and on each side of the door, a brass carronade on idle hours to awaken the echoes--sitting erect on their hurdies, deer-hound, greyhound, lurcher, pointer, setter, spaniel, varmint, and though last, not least, O'Bronte watching Christopher with his steadfast eyes, slightly raised his large hanging triangular ears, his Thessalian bull dewlaps betokening keen anxiety to be off and away to the mountain, and with a full view of the white star on his coal-black breast;-- "Plaided and plumed in their tartan array"