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 22 HELL BRIDGE, THERE is a narrow pass between the mountains in the neighbourhood of Bendearg, in tho Highlands of Scotland, which, at a little distance, has the appear- ance of an immense artificial bridge thrown over a tremendous chasm; but on nearer approach, is seen to be a wall of nature's own masonry, formed of vast and rugged bodies of solid rock, piled on each other, as if in the giant's sport of architecture. Its sides are in some places covered with trees of a consider- able size; and the passenger who has a lead steady enough to look down, may see the eyrie of birds of prey beneath his feet. The path across is so narrow, that it cannot admit of two persons passing; and, indeed, none but natives would attempt tho danger- ous route, though it saves a circuit of three miles: yet it sometimes happens that two travellers meet, owing to the curve formed by the pass preventing a view across from either side; and when this is the case, one lies down, while the other crawls over his body. Ono day, a Highlander, walking along the pass, when he had gained the highest part of the arch, observed another coming leisurely up, and be. ing himself one of the patrieian order, called him to lie down; the person, howover, disregarded the com-, mand, and the Highlanders met on tho summit. They were Cairn and Bendearg, of two families in enmity to each other. "I was first at the top," said Bendearg, "and called out first, lie down, that I might pass over in peace.” " When the Grant pros- trates himself before the M'Pherson," answered the other, “it must be with a sword through his body. “Turn baek, then," said Bendearg, "and repass as you came;" “Go back yourself, if yon like it," re- plied Grant ; "I will not be the first of my name to turn before the M‘Pherson.” They then threw