ster of Comrie owns two glebes--the Tullichettle glebe in the
vicinity of the manse, and the Comrie glebe situated on the south bank
of the Earn. The date at which this union took place is not known, but
in the year 1702 the Commission of Teinds, at the request of the
General Assembly, made additions, _quoad sacra_, from the parishes of
Monzievaird, Strowan, and Muthill, and annexed a portion of the parish
of Comrie lying upon the north side of Loch Earn, also _quoad sacra_ to
the parish of Balquhidder. This arrangement holds good at the present
day. The parish _quoad civilia_ extends from the Bridge of Lednock to
Lochearnhead, a distance of thirteen miles, and is about nine miles in
breadth. It contains some of the grandest mountains of the Grampian
range--Benchonzie, 3048 feet; and Ben Voirlich, 3224 feet above the
level of the sea. The latter, it is said, can be seen from Perth,
Edinburgh, and Ayrshire.

The beauties of Strathearn have often been pictured by writers of
poetry and prose, but without reaching the head of Strathearn these
beauties can be only partially seen. The drive from Crieff to
Lochearnhead in a summer day is universally regarded as one of the
finest in all Scotland. To within a mile or so of St. Fillans the road
resembles one long avenue stretching along the base of the Grampians.
The scenery is unequalled for its mixture of grandeur and beauty.
There you have the rough, rugged hills of the Highlands combined with
the cultivated plains of the Lowlands, and waving woods, affording an
air of warmth and freshness to the landscape. The great storm of 1893
has, indeed, laid low many of our finest plantations and marred the
beauty of our scenery. Turleum Wood, which used to wave its shaggy
head so high, is now laid prostrate, and appears to the eye what its
Celtic name implies--_tor lom_, a bare hill. And yet, as far as
appearance and scenery are concerned, there are few places which can as
well afford to part with some of its trees as the head of Strathearn.
Comrie is best known to the public generally by its earthquakes, and as
a quiet summer resort, with sequestered walks over hills and dales and
along the banks of flowing streams. But to the botanist, the
geologist, the antiquarian, and the lover of ancient legend and
historic incident there is, besides all this, something to awaken
interest and engage attention. The number and variety of plants is
very considerable. Slate is the predom