Life of Flora Macdonald and her adventures with Prince Charles

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Lochy in the fragile, crazy craft, but Clunes at once volun-
teered to cross first with a batch of his friends, and, having
done so safely, the Prince and his party followed his
example. In momentary terror that their route would be
discovered, they made all haste to reach Glenbiasdale.
They arrived late in the evening of Saturday, the 19th of
April, at the head of Loch Morar, where they resolved to
remain, as darkness had come on, and the night promised
to be wild and wet. They could find no human dwelling
wherein to take shelter, until at last one of the party
stumbled upon a lonely little hovel in the corner of a wood,
which had been used at the sheep-shearing. There was no
seat, table, nor stool in it, but Burke contrived to kindle a
fire with turfs which lay in a corner, and having made seats
of stones, the party passed the night as well as they could.
As there was no boat at Loch Morar to ferry them across,
they had no alternative but to walk round it on foot, and to
cross steep and rugged ranges of mountains to accomplish
their journey, which they did with great difficulty, arriving
at Arasaig in the evening.
The Prince now became really sensible that he was in a
position of great jeopardy, and that some means must be re-
sorted to immediately for his safety. Time was rapidly passing
away, and the encroachments of the vigilant enemy were be-
coming hourly more imminent. It was therefore absolutely
necessary that a prompt determination should be come to as
to the Royal fugitive's future movements. There the Prince
stood with his friends in deep meditation, in close vicinity
to the place where he had originally landed on his arrival on
the mainland. Lockhart, younger of Carnwath; young Clan-
ranald ; ^Eneas Macdonell, a banker in Paris ; and several
other devoted adherents were present, and a council was
held as to what ought to be done. It was the Prince's own