from its dark bed through the pass of Killycrankie; but just before its union it throws off all its angry forms and gloomy aspect, and softly mixes with its boisterous Tumel, dressed and ornamented by the genuine hand of nature; thus united, the stream gently winds round the southern side of Fascalie, and then is lost to sight among thick woods and craggy mountains.
The road through the pass of Killycrankie was made by the military; I believe in Wade's time. The old road was tremendous; but now that it is taken higher up the mountain, it has lost all its horrors, and retains its beauties, with additions, from a very great increase of plantations by Mr. Butter. About half a mile above Fascalie is a bridge of one arch, over the deep bed of the Garrie, and a bridle-road to Rannoch, through Glen Tumel. The bridge is rendered picturesque to a great degree by the scenery near it. At the emersion from the pass of Killycrankie, the view opens finely to the plain of Atholl; in the midst of which stands Atholl house, very conspicuous, by being white; and at a farther distance is a sham castle, backed by thick woods, and the craggy mountains of the forest of Atholl. Three miles short of Blair I perceived a very
