The Heart of ScotlandMoncrieff, A. R. Hope (Ascott Robert Hope)
History
The Heart of Scotland
Moncrieff, A. R. Hope (Ascott Robert Hope)
Perthshire (Scotland) -- Description and travel
When the Romans garrisoned rather than occupied southern Scotland, and
made reconnoitring expeditions into the north, its fastnesses were
stoutly defended by fierce Caledonians, woodland savages, and Picti,
painted warriors, who may or may not have been the same people. If the
same, they may well have split into hostile tribes, warring against each
other like the kindred Mohawks and Hurons, sometimes amalgamated by
conquest, sometimes uniting to make raids on richer Lowland clearings.
After the false dawn of Roman annals ceases to throw a glimmer on those
hardy barbarians, darkness again falls over mountain and forest, lit
only by the twinkling lamp of adventurous missionaries. Then the
twilight of middle-age history shows a Pictish kingdom seated in
Charlemagne’s age on the Tay and its tributaries, but there presently
overthrown by pushful invaders.
These were the Dalriad Scots from Ireland, who began their independent
career by getting precarious foothold on the nearest coastland
promontory of North Britain. Baffled, as it seems, in an attempt thence
to master the country of their origin, then driven, perhaps, from their
coast settlements by a stronger swarm of Scandinavian hornets, this
stirring race shoved their way across the western Highlands to take a
firmer stand in the heart of Scotland, when Kenneth MacAlpine overthrew
the Pictish kingdom at Scone, its capital. Buchanan reports two
successive battles, the scene of the former a few miles off, at
Forteviot, where he makes Kenneth act on the motto of the Celtic
Society, _Olim Marte, nunc arte_. His chiefs, we are told, not being
very keen for the encounter, while they lay snoring off their drink, the
king worked upon them by means of a young cousin of his, disguised as
an angel in phosphorescent fish-skins, and equipped with a sort of
primitive megaphone, through which he roused the sleepers by a promise
of victory, then slipped off his celestial raiment to disappear in the
darkness before these heavy-headed warriors were wide awake. It is not
often we are taken so well behind the scenes of a miracle.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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