two to two miles and a half; perfectly straight, running from south-west to north-east; completely filling the space between the sublime overhanging mountains, with summits in the clouds; some covered with wood, others rearing up, from a bold base, their craggy heads, frowning majestically over the wide glassy vista beneath them, fading in the horizon, with the tops of the distant mountains mellowed down to the softest shades, till all is lost in unison with the clouds, sweeping behind the nearer, and huge projecting sides of Meal-four-vounie, lying between Glen Urquhart and Glen Morrison. The mountain called Meal-four-vounie is 3060 feet above the level of the sea; and viewed at a distance, is a prodigiously fine object, towering above its neighbours; but near, it becomes, as its Galic name denotes, a lump of cold moor; though the side of it on Loch Ness is clothed with wood to the water's edge. There is a lake of cold fresh water upon the top of Meal-four-vounie, the depth of which cannot be fathomed. The country people affirm, if any thing be put into the lake at the top of the mountain at night, it is sure to be found in the morning in the great lake below. From the foot of the great lake, I continued the road on the north
