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arrange parties and excursions for just such purposes and objects as you
think will amuse you most. But we are now travelling for improvement,
not for play. We are making a tour in Scotland for the purpose of
learning all we can about Scotland, with a view to obtain more full and
correct ideas respecting it than we could obtain by books alone. So we
must attend to our duty, and be content with such enjoyments and such
pleasures as come in our way, and not turn aside from our duty to seek
them."

The boys both saw that this was reasonable and right, and they promised
that thenceforth they would act on that principle.

"We won't ask to go a-fishing again all the time we are in Scotland,"
said Waldron.

"That's right," said Mr. George. "And now as soon as we get to the hotel
it will be time for the boat to come along; and all the rest of our
adventures to-day you and Rollo must write an account of, to put into my
journal. You will not write the account till you get to Stirling; but
you had better take notice of what we do, and what we see, so as to be
ready to write it when we arrive."

"May we take notes?" asked Rollo.

"Certainly," said Mr. George. "That will be an excellent plan. Have a
small piece of paper and a pencil at hand, and when you see any thing
remarkable, make a memorandum of it. That will help you very much when
you come to write."

This plan was carried into effect. The boys wrote their account, and
after it was duly corrected it was carefully transcribed into Mr.
George's journal. It was as follows. Rollo wrote one half of it, and
Waldron the other.

CHAPTER IX.

THE TOUR OF THE TROSSACHS.

"The Trossachs is the name of a narrow gorge among the mountains. It
begins at the end of a lake, and extends about two or three miles. The
sides are covered with forests, and there are high, sharp rocks seen
every where, peeping out among the trees.

"The pass of the Trossachs is not in the same valley that Loch Lomond
lies in, but in another valley almost parallel to it, about five miles
off. There is high land between. We had to cross this high land on foot,
or in a carriage. The plan was to go up the lake a few miles farther, to
a landing called Inversnaid, and there leave the boat, and go across the
mountains.

"When it was nearly time for the boat to come, we took our valise and
other things, and walked along the shore path till we came to the pier.
We overtook some other people who were