10.04.2013 Views

Volume 3 - Electric Scotland

Volume 3 - Electric Scotland

Volume 3 - Electric Scotland

SHOW MORE
SHOW LESS

Create successful ePaper yourself

Turn your PDF publications into a flip-book with our unique Google optimized e-Paper software.

226 LOCH RKRNF.RA.<br />

tions of the red and white granite, and gneiss, and of<br />

the black hornblende of which they are formed. My<br />

seamen were soon obliged to resign the pilotage, as be-<br />

yond their powers; and the task of course devolved on<br />

my hand. Impudence is a very useful virtue, as my Lord<br />

Bacon avers, and as I had experienced in more places<br />

than Loch Eribol ; acquiring by it, from my Captain and<br />

his crew both, a confidence that gave me access to a<br />

thousand places which I must otherwise have been con-<br />

tent to abandon. Surprising as it may appear, there was<br />

not a pilot to be found in <strong>Scotland</strong> who was acquainted<br />

with one tenth part of the western coast. Of course,<br />

every step was, at first, a step of fear and difficulty, of<br />

doubt and remonstrance; and I soon foresaw that our<br />

expedition would shortly come to a close for want of a<br />

little courage. Mackenzie's chart did something; and a<br />

few fortunate conjectures about headlands and islands,<br />

with one or two successful anchorages at the outset, soon<br />

raised me to the rank of pilot for the Western Islands;<br />

not more surprised at the metamorphosis, than my betters<br />

have sometimes been at their sudden transformation into<br />

bishops, generals, and secretaries of state.<br />

I may venture to say this, because it implies no boast-<br />

ing; since, according to the Phrenologists, it was the<br />

bump and not the man which did the business. The<br />

same bump which, as I remarked in the last letter,<br />

teaches the gannet to find his way through the fog- to his<br />

sprawling infants in St. Kilda, which guided the Royal<br />

Crummie from St, James's to Holyrood House, which<br />

directs the annual swallow from Egypt to the cottage<br />

eaves of his remote birth, which causes the benighted<br />

traveller to throw the reins on the neck of his unerring-<br />

steed, which is the compass of the stork and the pole<br />

star of the faithful pigeon, that bump is also the organ of<br />

pilotage. By that the Indian traverses the vast expanse

Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!