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472 'J he HigJdand Monthly.<br />

hunting ages ago on the Atlantic side <strong>of</strong> Uist. He beheld<br />

a grey seal <strong>of</strong> enormous size stretching himself on a rock-<br />

Mackeegan made for the rock, and clubbed the animal till<br />

he seemed dead. It was so heavy, however, that he could<br />

not get it into the boat. Taking a spear, Mackeegan<br />

pierced a hole in the seal's paw, put a rope through this<br />

hole, and fastened it to the stern <strong>of</strong> the boat— " Rinneadh<br />

toll 'na spoig, chuireadh ball ann, 's cheangladh ris a'<br />

sgoth e."^ Mackeegan sailed away, proud <strong>of</strong> his trophy.<br />

He had not gone far when, to his great disappointment, he<br />

found that the monster had made its escape, and betaken<br />

itself to the depths <strong>of</strong> the ocean. "Thug e na Haaf air,"-<br />

said my informant. Mac-keegan and his crew thereupon<br />

resumed their fishing and sealing expedition. While thus<br />

engaged, they were enveloped in a dense fog, and lost their<br />

bearings. <strong>The</strong>y toiled on, but they saw no appearance <strong>of</strong><br />

land. After a period <strong>of</strong> weary rowing, they heard the<br />

waves <strong>of</strong> the sea dashing against the shore. <strong>The</strong> expres-<br />

sive language <strong>of</strong> my informant was, " Chualas muir a'<br />

bualadh ri cladach, agus thog an ceo." ^ <strong>The</strong> mist cleared<br />

away ;<br />

—<br />

and,<br />

to their astonishment, they found themselves<br />

beside an islnnd which none <strong>of</strong> them had ever seen before.<br />

Hungry and weary, they pulled towards the shore.<br />

Wandering over the island, they came to a solitar}dwelling,<br />

where they were hospitably entertained. <strong>The</strong><br />

inmates consisted <strong>of</strong> sons and daughters, and a grey-headed<br />

old man <strong>of</strong> gigantic size— " Seana bhodach mor Hath.''<br />

Mackeegan and his crew were supplied with abundance<br />

<strong>of</strong> food in the " parlour." On rejoining the domestic circle<br />

in the " kitchen," Mackeegan was thus addressed by the old<br />

man :<br />

" Itheagan, Itheagan, ged a thug mi bi dhut<br />

Aran a's im a's cais a's feoil,<br />

Air mo dha laimh, Itheagan,<br />

Gu'n chuir thu 'n gath a' m' spoig.<br />

' i.e., " A hole was made in its paw, a rope was p'lt through the hole, and<br />

tied to the skiff."<br />

- I.e., " He betook himself to the Haaf."<br />

•' i.e., " <strong>The</strong> sea was heard a-dashing against the shore, and the n-ist<br />

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