Letters Of A Traveller, By William Cullen Bryant















































































































 -  Near it you see a
cluster of grassy embankments of a curious form, circles and octagons and
parallelograms, which bear - Page 159
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Near It You See A Cluster Of Grassy Embankments Of A Curious Form, Circles And Octagons And Parallelograms, Which Bear The Name Of King James's Knot, And Once Formed A Part Of The Royal-Gardens, Where The Sovereign Used To Divert Himself With His Courtiers.

The cows now have the spot to themselves, and have made their own paths and alleys all over it.

"Yonder, to the southwest of the castle," said a sentinel who stood at the gate, "you see where a large field has been lately ploughed, and beyond it another, which looks very green. That green field is the spot where the battle of Bannockburn was fought, and the armies of England were defeated by Bruce." I looked, and so fresh and bright was the verdure, that it seemed to me as if the earth was still fertilized with the blood of those who fell in that desperate struggle for the crown of Scotland. Not far from this, the spot was shown us where Wallace was defeated at the battle of Falkirk. This region is now the scene of another and an unbloody warfare; the warfare between the Free Church and the Government Church. Close to the church of the establishment, at the foot of the rock of Stirling, the soldiers of the Free Church have erected their place of worship, and the sound of hammers from the unfinished interior could be heard almost up to the castle.

We took places the same day in the coach for Callander, in the Highlands. In a short time we came into a country of hillocks and pastures brown and barren, half covered with ferns, the breckan of the Scotch, where the broom flowered gaudily by the road-side, and harebells now in bloom, in little companies, were swinging, heavy with the rain, on their slender stems.

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