Scotland/Scots > Journey to the Western Islands of Scotland

WESTERN ISLANDS, &c. 373
mins of an old caflle, on which the ofprey
builds her annual neft. Had Loch Lomojid
been in a happier climate, it would have
been the boaffc of wealth and vanity to own
one of the little fpots which it inclofes, and
to have employed upon it all the arts of
embellifhment. But as it is, the iilets,.
which court the gazer at a diftance, dif-
guft him at his approach, when he finds,
tnftead of foft lawns and fhady thickets,
nothing more than uncultivated ruggednefs.
Where the Loch difcharges. itfelf into a
river, called the Leven^ we palled a night
with Mr. Smollet, a relation of Dodtor Smol-
kt, to whole memory he has raifed an
obelifk on the bank near the houfe in which'
he was born. The civility and refpedt
which we found at every place, it is un¬
grateful to omit, and tedious to repeat.
Here we were met by a poft-chaife, that
conveyed us to Glnfgow.
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