Scotland -- Description and travel -- Juvenile literature
"Why, we were yet only inside the walls," said Rollo, "and so we kept
going on up a steep road paved with stones. There were walls, and
towers, and battlements, and bastions, and soldiers walking sentry, and
cannons pointed at us, all around. Presently we came to a sort of
bridge. Here we heard some music. It seemed down below; so we went to
the side of the bridge and looked over. There was a little square field
below, and three men, with Scotch bagpipes, playing together. The men
were dressed in uniform, and the bagpipes were splendid-looking
instruments."
"Yes," said Waldron. "They were the musicians of some Highland regiment,
practising."
"Well; we went on, higher and higher," said Rollo, "and continued going
round and round, till, at last, we came to the upper part of the castle,
where there were platforms, and cannons upon them, pointing out over all
the country round about."
"Did you see Mons Meg?" asked Waldron.
"Yes," said Rollo, "and we went up close to it. But we did not touch it,
for there was a notice put up that visitors must not touch the guns.
"By and by we came into a large square court, with buildings, that
looked like barracks, all about it. There was a sign up, with a hand on
it pointing, and the words, 'To the crown room.' So we knew that that
was the place where we were to go. Besides, all the other ladies and
gentlemen were going there, too.
"We gave up our tickets at the door, and went up a short flight of
steps, into a little sort of cellar."
"A little sort of cellar!" exclaimed Waldron. He was surprised at the
idea of going up stairs into a cellar.
"Yes," said Rollo. "It was just like a cellar. It had stone walls all
around it, and was arched overhead."
"Was it dark?" asked Waldron.
"O, no," said Rollo; "it was lighted up splendidly with gas. The gas
shone very bright in between the bars of the cage, and brightened up the
crown and the jewels wonderfully."
"In the cage?" repeated Waldron; "was there a cage?"
"Yes," replied Rollo. "In the middle of the room there was a great iron
cage, as high as my head, and big in proportion. The crown and the
jewels were in the cage, on cushions. They were so far in that people
could not reach them by putting their hands through the bars. There were
a great many persons standing all around the cage, and looking in to
see the crown and the jewels."
"Were they pretty?" asked Waldron.
"Not very," said Rollo. "I suppose the things were made of gold; but I
could not tell, from the looks of them, whether they were made of gold
or brass."
"Was there any thing else?" asked Waldron.
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