away by the raging flood, I cannot imagine. As I stood upon it, it absolutely trembled from the violent shocks it incessantly sustained from the dashing foaming river. When once the water has escaped this fretting passage, it winds away most beautifully, bordered by thick wood, to the Duke's pleasure ground, passes very near the Castle, and in front of one of its sides empties itself into Loch Fine; and over it, as it joins the lake, is a beautiful stone bridge. There is also another bridge over the Aray, on the north-side of the Castle, of one arch, and a very fine bridge it is, of dark grey stone; it is called Few's bridge. About half a mile above that bridge is a mill, close on the Aray, and by it a very picturesque fall; but not any thing like so grand as the one under the wooden bridge above. The ground around this mill is part of the Duke's farm: indeed he holds almost all the land about Inveraray in his own hands, as I was told, amounting to about two thousand pounds a year.
Very little corn is cultivated in that part of the country; its produce chiefly consists of grass and sheep pasture. The small glens are extremely productive, particularly Glen Shyra; but, alas!
