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THE CELTIC MAGAZII^E. 193sticking burrs on tlie footmen's silk s<strong>to</strong>ckings, much <strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong> discomfitureof <strong>the</strong> poor flunkeys, <strong>the</strong> dismay of <strong>the</strong> high oihcials, and <strong>the</strong> indignationof <strong>the</strong> Grand Duke."Esgair: <strong>The</strong> Bride of Llyn Idwyl," is founded on an old WelshLegend, and is a graceful, though ra<strong>the</strong>r weird s<strong>to</strong>ry. " Eothwald, <strong>the</strong>young sculp<strong>to</strong>r," tells how a Mermaiden was wooed and won, but inEothwald's breast <strong>the</strong> artist was stronger than <strong>the</strong> lover, and <strong>the</strong> poor]\Iermaid died broken-hearted." Fido and Fidunia " is tlio longest of <strong>the</strong> tales, and will, Ave think, be<strong>the</strong> favourite Avith young folks. Fido is <strong>the</strong> very embodiment of caninesagacity, and poor, plain, unsophisticated Fidunia is a Avell drawn character,though she seems <strong>to</strong> be ra<strong>the</strong>r hardly dealt by. <strong>The</strong>re is one thing Avhichmay be considered a defect in this o<strong>the</strong>rwise charming book ; all <strong>the</strong>heroines, though amiable and faultless, come <strong>to</strong> a sad end. <strong>The</strong>y aremade <strong>the</strong> scapegoats of <strong>the</strong>ir masculine companions. Though this is <strong>to</strong>ooften <strong>the</strong> case in real life, it is much more pleasant m a Fairy Tale, thatall <strong>the</strong> amiable characters should be married and " live happy ever after.''Eudaemon, <strong>the</strong> hero of <strong>the</strong> Highland s<strong>to</strong>ry, is <strong>the</strong> son of Valbion, <strong>the</strong>wild sea-king, Avho has deserted him and his mo<strong>the</strong>r. Eudajmon, as may1je supposed from his mixed parentage, is a singular being, living a hermitlikelife in <strong>the</strong> lonely Castle Brochel, on <strong>the</strong> Island of Eaasay. Carefullyeducated by liis mo<strong>the</strong>r, he knows aU. <strong>the</strong> medicinal properties of herbsand minerals. This, combined Avith magic lore inherited from his fa<strong>the</strong>r,enables him <strong>to</strong> perform such Avonderful cures that he is knoAvn far and Avideas "<strong>The</strong> Enchanter of <strong>the</strong> Xorth." His fame reaches <strong>the</strong> Lowlands, Avherelives a beautiful princess, afflicted, through <strong>the</strong> magical spells of Valbion,Avith dumbness. Her parents bring her <strong>to</strong> Castle Brochel in <strong>the</strong> hope thatEudajmon may work her cure. He begins by teaching her <strong>the</strong> game ofchess, and <strong>the</strong>n tries <strong>the</strong> jjower of music. This enables her <strong>to</strong> sing but not<strong>to</strong> speak. To complete <strong>the</strong> cure it is necessary that she should visit <strong>the</strong>abode of <strong>the</strong> powerful Valbion himself in <strong>the</strong> mysterious submerged haUsof Thuis<strong>to</strong>—an expedition fraught with great danger; and Avhich, thoughit proves <strong>the</strong> means of res<strong>to</strong>ring speech <strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong> princess, proves fatal <strong>to</strong>Eudaimon, through <strong>the</strong> indiscretion of <strong>the</strong> Queen. <strong>The</strong> poor Princess ingammg <strong>the</strong> use of her <strong>to</strong>ngue loses her heart, and, like a second Ophelia,goes distracted, for <strong>the</strong> loss of her lover.<strong>The</strong> folioAving is given as <strong>the</strong> Higliland Legend of Castle Brochel, onAvhich <strong>the</strong> s<strong>to</strong>ry is founded :On <strong>the</strong> eastern side of <strong>the</strong> Isle of Kaasay <strong>the</strong>re still stands a lonely ruin known asCastle Brochel. Perched upon precipi<strong>to</strong>us rocks at <strong>the</strong> very verge of <strong>the</strong> ocean, it is easy<strong>to</strong> imagine how, armed and provisioned, this fortress held its own amid <strong>the</strong> perpetualwarfare of early <strong>Celtic</strong> times. Castle Brochel has always borne a doubtful reputation.AccordiDg <strong>to</strong> tradition, it was originally built with <strong>the</strong> price of blood, for <strong>the</strong> ancientlegend runs somewhat after this fashion. Shiel Torquil went forth with his dogs onemorning <strong>to</strong> hunt <strong>the</strong> red deer on <strong>the</strong> wild mountains Blaven and Glamaig, in <strong>the</strong> neighbouringIsland of Skye. Shell Torquil had with him only one retainer, but he was ahost in himself, being surnamed, from his immense size and strength, <strong>the</strong> Gillie More.After some time <strong>the</strong>y sighted a stag. In <strong>the</strong> ardour of <strong>the</strong> chase <strong>the</strong> dogs soon ran ou<strong>to</strong>f sight, pursuing <strong>the</strong>ir quarry <strong>to</strong>wards <strong>the</strong> shore at Sligachan. Now it so happenedthat <strong>the</strong> young Kresliinish in his galley was anchored on that side of <strong>the</strong> island withinsight of <strong>the</strong> beach. He saw <strong>the</strong> hunted animal about <strong>to</strong> take <strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong> water, and swim, asdeer are often known <strong>to</strong> do, across <strong>the</strong> narrow strait which lies between Skye and Kaasay.Kreshinish and his men at once landed and <strong>to</strong>ok possession, not only of <strong>the</strong> stag itself,

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