conspicious object, and a good place wherein to hunt for a fugitive.  But it served its turn, and as another cave in the same district two miles off is lost, perhaps it is not so conspicious as it seems.”  It is about twenty feet wide at the base, and the position of the hearth and the royal bed are still to be seen, with “the finest purling stream that could be, running by the bed-side.”  How handy for the morning “tub”!

[Footnote 1:  They appeared originally in Blaikie’s Itinerary of Prince Curies Stuart (Scottish History Society).]

In that remarkable collection of Stuart relics on exhibition in 1889 were many pathetic mementoes of Charles’s wanderings in the Highlands.  Here could be seen not only the mittens but the chemise of “Betty Burke”; the punch-bowl over which the Prince and the host of Kingsburgh had a late carousal, and his Royal Highness’s table-napkins used in the same hospitable house; a wooden coffee-mill, which provided many a welcome cup of coffee in the days of so many hardships; a silver dessert-spoon, given to Dr. Macleod by the fugitive when he left the Isle of Skye; the Prince’s pocket-book, many of his pistols, and a piece of his Tartan disguise; a curious relic in the form of two lines of music, sent as a warning to one of his lurking-places—­when folded in a particular way the following words become legible, “Conceal yourself; your foes look for you.”  There was also a letter from Charles saying he had “arrived safe aboard ye vessell” which carried him to France, and numerous little things which gave the history of the escape remarkable reality.

The recent dispersal of the famous Culloden collection sent long-cherished Jacobite relics broadcast over the land.  The ill-fated Stuart’s bed and walking-stick were of course the plums of this sale; but they had no connection with the Highland wanderings after the battle.  The only object that had any connection with the story was the gun of L’Heureux.

We understand there is still a much-prized heirloom now in Glasgow—­a rustic chair used by the Prince when in Skye.  The story is that, secreted in one of his cave dwellings, he espied a lad in his immediate vicinity tending some cows.  Hunger made him reveal himself, with the result that he was taken to the boy’s home, a farm not far off, and had his fill of cream and oatcakes, a delicacy which did not often fall in his way.  The visit naturally was repeated; and long afterwards, when the rank of his guest came to the knowledge of the good farmer, the royal chair was promoted from its old corner in the kitchen to an honored position worthy of such a valued possession.

THE END.

INDEX

Bedfordshire:—­
  Toddington Place
Berkshire:—­
  Besils Leigh
  Bisham Abbey
  East Hendred House
  Hurley, Lady Place
  Milton Priory