The Lyon in Mourning, Vol. 1: or a collection of speeches, letters, journals, etc. relative to the affairs of Prince Charles Edward StuartForbes, Robert
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The Lyon in Mourning, Vol. 1: or a collection of speeches, letters, journals, etc. relative to the affairs of Prince Charles Edward Stuart
Forbes, Robert
Charles Edward, Prince, grandson of James II, King of England, 1720-1788; Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746 -- Sources
I asked how long the course might be that they made in the violent
storm. Donald declared that they had run at least [Sidenote: _fol._
285.] thirty-two leagues in eight hours. About this Malcom MacLeod
made some doubt, alleging the course not to be so long, and they
reasoned the matter betwixt them. James MacDonald supported Donald in
what he had advanced, and after some debate Malcolm acknowledged that
Donald was in the right, and that the course they had been driven was
rather more than thirty-two leagues. The storm lasted 4 hours after
landing.
Then I asked Donald if the Prince was in health all the time he
was with him. Donald said that the Prince would never own he was
in bad health, though he and all that were with him had reason to
think that during the whole time the Prince was more or less under
a bloody flux; but that he bore up most surprizingly, and never
wanted spirits. Donald added, that the Prince, for all the fatigue he
underwent, never slept above three or four hours at most at a time,
and that when he awaked in the morning he was always sure to call for
a chopin of water, which he never failed to drink off at a draught;
and that he had a little bottle in his poutch out of which he used to
take so many drops every morning and throughout the day, saying if
anything should ail him he hoped he should cure himself, for that he
was something of a doctor. 'And faith,' said Donald, 'he was indeed
a bit of a doctor, for Ned Bourk happening ance to be unco ill of
a cholick, the Prince said, 'Let him alane, I hope to cure him of
that,' and accordingly [Sidenote: _fol._ 286.] he did so, for he gae
him sae mony draps out o' the little bottlie and Ned soon was as well
as ever he had been.'
When they landed at Rushness in Benbecula, they came to an
uninhabited hut where they made a fire to dry their cloaths, for
all of them were wet through and through in to the skin, and an old
sail was spread upon the bare ground, which served for a bed to the
Prince, who was very well pleased with it, and slept soundly. Here
they kill'd a cow, and the pot which Donald had brought served them
in good stead for boyling bits of the beef. In this poor hut they
remained two days and two nights.
[Sidenote: 29 April]
[Sidenote: 30 April]
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