CHAPTER X.
The day, after I returned to my friends at Fort Augustus, was very bad; I therefore did not dare face a storm over Corryarraick, but remained quietly at the fort. A fortunate day's rest for the poor horses, who had been sadly off at Fort William, and dreadfully fatigued by the rough road from thence, after a sleepless night; there being at Fort William scarcely any thing for the poor beasts to eat, and nothing to lie down upon. The fare for man, at either of the inns there, is not much better than for horses; but as I had my own bedding, and some food and wine with me, I was very independant of their accommodations.
As we were sitting at breakfast with the good Governor at Fort Augustus, an Oxonian sent in his name, begging leave to see the fort. He had permission, and was invited to breakfast: he was
