of the Cretaceous group once rested upon it there. The fact that a
deposit should be found lying in contact with the gneiss, furnishes
no argument for the great antiquity or the fundamental character of
that deposit; and it were well that the geologist who sets himself to
estimate the depth of the Old Red Sandstone, or the succession of its
various formations, should keep the circumstance in view. That may be
in reality but a small and upper portion of the system which he finds
bounded by the gneiss on its under side, and by the diluvium on its
upper.
We stand on a wooded eminence, that sinks perpendicularly into the
river on the left, in a mural precipice, and descends with a billowy
swell into the broad, fertile plain in front, as if the uplands were
breaking in one vast wave upon the low country. There is a patch
of meadow on the opposite side of the stream, shaded by a group
of ancient trees, gnarled and mossy, and with half their topmost
branches dead and white as the bones of a skeleton. We look down upon
them from an elevation so commanding, that their uppermost twigs
seem on well nigh the same level with their interlaced and twisted
roots, washed bare on the bank edge by the winter floods. A colony of
herons has built from time immemorial among the branches. There are
trees so laden with nests that the boughs bend earthwards on every
side, like the boughs of orchard trees in autumn; and the bleached
and feathered masses which they bear--the cradles of succeeding
generations--glitter gray through the foliage in continuous groups,
as if each tree bore on its single head all the wigs of the Court of
Session. The solitude is busy with the occupations and enjoyments
of instinct. The birds, tall and stately, stand by troops in the
shallows, or wade warily, as the fish glance by, to the edge of the
current, or rising, with the slow flap of wing and sharp creak
peculiar to the tribe, drop suddenly into their nests. The great
forest of Darnaway stretches beyond, feathering a thousand knolls,
that reflect a colder and grayer tint as they recede, and lessen,
and present on the horizon a billowy line of blue. The river brawls
along under pale red cliffs, wooded a-top. It is through a vast
burial-yard that it has cut its way--a field of the dead so ancient,
that the sepulchres of Thebes and Luxor are but of the present day in
comparison--resting-places for the recently departed, whose funerals
are but just over. These mouldering strata are charged with remains,
scattered and detached as those of a churchyard, but not less entire
in their parts--occipital bones, jaws, teeth, spines, scales--the
dust and rubbish of a departed creation. The cliffs sink as the
plain flattens, and green, sloping banks of diluvium take their
place; but they again rise in the middle distance into an abrupt and
lofty promontory, that, stretching like an immense rib athwart the
level country, projects far into the stream, and gives an angular
inflection to its course.
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