were one day pointed to a certain hill where, it is said, Peden was
hunted by dragoons, and found shelter in the heart of a mist-cloud,
which he called "the lap of God's cloak." In answer to prayer he thus
found safety in the secret place of the Most High; heaven seemed to
touch earth where he knelt upon the dripping grass.

These mountainous grounds furnish luxuriant pasture for numerous flocks
of sheep. Here is the shepherd's paradise, who, with his dog and crook,
keeps careful watch. While the brow of the mountain is white with mist,
its cheeks are often crimsoned with heather, and its breast verdant with
pasture. The associated colors are very grateful to the eye, while the
sublimity ennobles the heart.

Many picturesque lochs nestle among the hills, in whose placid waters is
mirrored the sky in the brilliant variations of day and night. Poets
and novelists have thrown a charm over these waters, and their shady
isles--and deep coves, relating the stories of love and the tragedies of
war. Castles, some in ruins, some in excellent preservation, dot the
country from sea to sea, crowning prominent hill tops, and grimly
telling of the era of savage strife and imperiled life. Splendid cities,
thrifty towns, and modest country homes are an index of the present
prosperous and peaceful conditions. The industry, intelligence, and
happiness of the people are everywhere apparent. Numerous churches,
schools, and colleges bear testimony to the high tide of Christian
civilization, which, through the labors and fidelity of the fathers,
have carried the present generation into enviable prominence.

The climate is pleasant and healthful. The asperity of winter is
softened by the ocean streams coming from the south; the heat of summer
is reduced by the high latitude and the mountains. Withal the Lord has