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Rh the beginning of the Moness Falls), than of what they were chattering about. Soon after, the lad came running after me, and laughing, said, "I have sent him off over the hills as hard as he can run."—"How have you done that?" "I told him you were Mrs. Campbell, my Lord's mother, and that you would send him to Botany Bay for stealing the wood."—Moness now belongs to Lord Breadalbane. I could not help laughing at the quick invention of the boy, who certainly had an amazing capacity for his age. The falls of Moness are infinitely superior to any falls in that part of Scotland: they extend near half a mile in length, and are numberless; not only of the burn itself, but of a continued chain of torrents dashing in every direction from the rocky banks; some hopping from rock to rock, others, from immense heights, slipping down grassy beds, winding round the stumps and stems of trees, and through dark thick copse. The explorer now begins to walk from rock to rock, in the bed of the burn, or creeping over places blown out of the rocks hanging over the falls and whirlpools, which, when full of water, that walk cannot be attempted. The broken rocks on each side rise perpendicularly to a great height, inclining to a