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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. 404, June, 1849
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BULLER
Great is the power of gutturals.
NORTH
It is not inaccessible. But you must skirt it till you reach the meadow where the cattle are beginning to browse. And then threading your way through a coppice, where you are almost sure to see a roe, you come down upon a series of little pools, in such weather as this so clear that you can count the trouts; and then the verdurous walls begin to rise on either side and right before you; and you begin to feel that the beauty is becoming magnificence, for the pools are now black, and the stems are old, and the cliffs intercept the sky, and there are caves, and that waterfall has dominion in the gloom, and there is sublimity in the sounding solitude.
BULLER
Cladick-Cloock.
NORTH
A miserable failure.
BULLER
Cladig-Cloog.
NORTH
Worser and worser.
SEWARD
Any footpath, sir?
NORTH
Yes – for the roe and the goat.
BULLER
And the Man of the Crutch.
NORTH
Good. But I speak of days when the Crutch was in its tree-bole —
BULLER
As the Apollo was in its marble block.
NORTH
Not so good. But, believe me, gentlemen, I have done it with the Crutch.
SEWARD
Ay, sir, and could do it again.
NORTH
No. But you two are yet boys – on the sunny side of fifty – and I leave you, Seward, to act the guide to Buller up Cladich-Cleugh.
BULLER
Pray, Mr North, what may be the name of that sheet of water?
NORTH
In Scotland we call it Loch-Owe.
BULLER
I am so happy – sir – that I talk nonsense.
NORTH
Much nonsense may you talk.
BULLER
'Twas a foolish question – but you know, sir, that by some strange fatality or another I have been three times called away from Scotland without having seen Lock-Owe.
NORTH
Make good use of your eyes now, sirrah, and you will remember it all the days of your life. That is Cruachan – no usurper he – by divine right a king. The sun is up, and there is motion in the clouds. Saw you ever such shadows? How majestically they stalk! And now how beautifully they glide! And now see you that broad black forest, half-way up the mountain?
BULLER
I do.
NORTH
You are sure you do.
BULLER
I am.
NORTH
You are mistaken. It is no broad black forest – it is mere gloom – shadow that in a minute will pass away, though now seeming steadfast as the woods.
BULLER
I could swear it is a forest.
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