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Title: Leaves from the journal of our life in the Highlands, from 1848 to 1861. To which are prefixed and added extracts from the same journal giving an account of earlier visits to Scotland, and tours in England and Ireland, and yachting excursions
Year: 1868 (1860s)
Authors: Victoria, Queen of Great Britain, 1819-1901 Helps, Arthur, Sir, 1813-1875, ed
Subjects: Highlands (Scotland) -- Description and travel
Publisher: London, Smith, Elder and co.
Contributing Library: Columbia University Libraries
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is very strong, it was nearly up to the men's waists.
Here Sandy returned, and I said to the Duke (which he
afterwards joked with Sandy about) that I thought he
(Sandy) had better take the Duke's place; he did so,
and we came very well through, all the others following,
the men chiefly wading—Albert (close behind me) and
the others riding through—and some of our people
coming over double on the ponies. General Grey had
little Peter Robertson up behind him.
The road after this became almost precipitous, and
indeed made riding very unpleasant; but being wet, and
difficult to walk, we ladies rode, Albert walking the
greater part of the time. Only once, for a very few
steps, I had to get off, as the pony could hardly keep its
footing. As it was. Brown constantly could not walk
next to the pony, but had to scramble below, or pull it
after him. The Duke was indefatigable.
The Tilt becomes narrower and narrower, till its first
source is almost invisible. The Tarff flows into the Till,
about two miles or more beyond the falls. We emerged
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FORDING THE POLL TARF.
After a Drawing by Carl Haag.

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from the pass upon an open valley—with less high hills
and with the hills of Braemar before us. We crossed the
Bainoch or Bynack, quite a small stream, and when we
came to the County March —where Perth and Aber-
deen join—we halted. The Duke gave Albert and me
some whisky to drink, out of an old silver flask of his
own, and then made a short speech proposing my health,
expressing the pleasure with which he and all had received
me at Blair, and hoping that I would return as often as
I liked, and that I should have a safe return home;
ending by the true Highland " Nis ! nis ! nis ! Sit air
" a-nis! A-ris ! a-ris ! a-ris !" (pronounced: " Neesh !
" neesh ! neesh ! Sheet eir, a-neesh ! A-rees ! a-rees !
"a-rees !") which means : " Now ! now ! now ! That to
him, now ! Again ! again ! again !" which was responded
to by cheering from all. Grant then proposed three
cheers for the Duke of Athole, which was also very
warmly responded to;—my pony (good Inchrory),
which went admirably, rather resenting the vehemence
of Brown's cheering.

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