’When all was over, and I had, at least seemingly, reconciled them, I was told the words, of which I seemed to think but slightly, were, to one of the clan, the greatest of all provocations’ (Letters from Scotland, vol. ii. p. 221).”

604.  Menteith.  See on i. 89 above.

607.  Rednock.  The ruins of Rednock Castle are about two miles to the north of Loch Menteith, on the road to Callander.  Cardross Castle (in which Robert Bruce died) was on the banks of the Clyde, a few miles below Dumbarton.  Duchray Castle is a mile south of Lochard.  Loch Con, or Chon, is a lakelet, about three miles northwest from Lochard (into which it drains) and two miles south of Loch Katrine.

611.  Wot ye.  Know ye.  See on i. 596 above.

622.  Coir-nan-Uriskin.  Scott has the following note here:  “This is a very steep and most romantic hollow in the mountain of Benvenue, overhanging the southeastern extremity of Loch Katrine.  It is surrounded with stupendous rocks, and overshadowed with birch-trees, mingled with oaks, the spontaneous production of the mountain, even where its cliffs appear denuded of soil.  A dale in so wild a situation, and amid a people whose genius bordered on the romantic, did not remain without appropriate deities.  The name literally implies the Corri, or Den, of the Wild or Shaggy Men.  Perhaps this, as conjectured by Mr. Alexander Campbell (Journey from Edinburgh, 1802, p. 109), may have originally only implied its being the haunt of a ferocious banditti.  But tradition has ascribed to the Urisk, who gives name to the cavern, a figure between a goat and a man; in short, however much the classical reader may be startled, precisely that of the Grecian Satyr.  The Urisk seems not to have inherited, with the form, the petulance of the silvan deity of the classics; his occupation, on the contrary, resembled those of Milton’s Lubbar Fiend, or of the Scottish Brownie, though he differed from both in name and appearance.  ‘The Urisks,’ says Dr. Graham, ’were a sort of lubberly supernaturals, who, like the Brownies, could be gained over by kind attention to perform the drudgery of the farm, and it was believed that many families in the Highlands had one of the order attached to it.  They were supposed to be dispersed over the Highlands, each in his own wild recess, but the solemn stated meetings of the order were regularly held in this Cave of Benvenue.  This current superstition, no doubt, alludes to some circumstance in the ancient history of this country’ (Scenery on the Southern Confines of Perthshire, p. 19, 1806).  It must be owned that the Coir, or Den, does not, in its present state, meet our ideas of a subterraneous grotto or cave, being only a small and narrow cavity, among huge fragments of rocks rudely piled together.  But such a scene is liable to convulsions of nature which a Lowlander cannot estimate, and which may have choked up what was originally a cavern.  At least the name and tradition warrant the author of a fictitious tale to assert its having been such at the remote period in which this scene is laid.”