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Rh told them the following story which I have found in Henderson's History of the Rebellion, he would have moved also Johnson to anger. A party of the Grants of Glenmorison had joined the Pretender's army at Edinburgh. The laird, who had remained loyal, came, after the battle of Culloden, "with about five hundred of his vassals to Inverness, whence they were sent into the country of the Macintoshes. Hereupon the Grants in the rebellion begged his intercession. He repaired to the Duke of Cumberland, and said, 'Here are a number of men come in with their arms, who would have submitted to none in Britain but to me.' 'No!' answered the duke; 'I'll let them know that they are my father's subjects, and must likewise submit to me.' So he gave orders to embark them with the other prisoners, and they were shipped off to Tilbury Fort." Smollett tells how great numbers of the miserable captives who were sent to London by sea, being crowded in the holds of the vessels, "perished in the most deplorable manner for want of necessaries, air, and exercise." If the Grants escaped this fate, very likely they were transported to America.

It was a long and heavy journey that this day lay before our travellers, so that they rose in good time and started about eight o'clock. Boswell, who had awakened very early, had been a little scared by the thought that "their landlord, being about to emigrate, might murder them to get their money, and lay it upon the soldiers in the barn." "When I got up," he adds, "I found Dr. Johnson asleep in his miserable stye, as I may call it, with a coloured handkerchief round his head. With difficulty could I awaken him." So miserable had their beds looked that "we had some difficulty," writes Johnson, "in persuading ourselves to lie down in them. At last we ventured, and I slept very soundly in the vale of Glenmorison amidst the rocks and mountains." The road which they were to follow is but little traversed at the present day, for tourists either keep to the south by the Caledonian Canal, or to the north by the railway to Strome Ferry. They thereby miss, to use Boswell's words, "a scene of as wild nature as one