The Romance of War; or, The Highlanders in Spain, Volume 1 (of 3)Grant, James
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The Romance of War; or, The Highlanders in Spain, Volume 1 (of 3)
Grant, James
Great Britain. Army. Gordon Highlanders -- Fiction; Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Fiction
"Inside, sir?" said the guard from behind the shawl which muffled his
weather-beaten face as he held open the door. Ronald, scarcely knowing
what he did, stepped in, and the door closed with a bang which made the
driver rock on his seat. "A’ richt, Jamie; drive on!" cried the guard,
vaulting into the dickey; and in a few minutes more the noise of wheels
and hoofs had died away from the ears of poor Alice and her brother, who
listened with beating hearts to the retiring sound.
*CHAPTER V.*
*EDINBURGH CASTLE.*
"But tender thoughts maun now be hushed,
When danger calls I must obey;
The transport waits us on the coast,
And the morn I will be far away."
_Tannahill_.
The young Highlander, who had never beheld a larger city than Perth, was
greatly struck with the splendid and picturesque appearance of
Edinburgh. The long lines of densely crowded streets, the antique and
lofty houses, the spires, the towers, the enormous bridges spanning deep
ravines, the long dark alleys, crooks, nooks, and corners of the old
town, with its commanding castle; and then the new, with its innumerable
and splendid shops, filled with rich and costly stuffs, the smoke,
noise, and confusion of the great thoroughfares and promenades
contrasted with the sombre and gloomy grandeur of the Canongate and
Holyrood, were all strange sights to one who from infancy had been
accustomed to "the eagle and the rock, the mountain and the cataract,
the blue-bell, the heather, and the long yellow broom, the Highland
pipe, the hill-climbing warrior, and the humbler shepherd in the garb of
old Gaul."
From the castle he viewed with surprise and delight the vast
amphitheatre which surrounds the city. To the westward Corstorphine,
covered to the summit with the richest foliage, Craiglockart, Blackford,
the ridges of Braid and Pentland, the Calton, the craigs of Salisbury
and Arthur’s seat, encircling the city on all sides except the north,
where the noble Frith of Forth—the Bodoria of the Romans,—the most
beautiful stream in Scotland, perhaps in Britain, wound along the yellow
sands.
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