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The peat-fire flame : folk-tales and traditions of the Highlands & Islands

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THE PEAT-FIRE FLAME<br />

Neil MacLeod, uncle <strong>of</strong> Torquil Diibh, Chief <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Lewis,<br />

attacked <strong>the</strong> Morrisons on <strong>the</strong> moor at Habost, but was<br />

defeated by <strong>the</strong>m. While Neil was awaiting <strong>the</strong> arrival <strong>of</strong><br />

reinforcements from Harris, <strong>the</strong> Morrisons betook <strong>the</strong>mselves<br />

to Dun Eistein, whi<strong>the</strong>r Neil <strong>and</strong> his allies followed<br />

<strong>the</strong>m during <strong>the</strong> night.<br />

Unaware <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> presence <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> enemy in <strong>the</strong> neighbourhood<br />

<strong>of</strong> Dun Eistein, one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Morrisons exposed himself<br />

unwittingly to ' <strong>the</strong> Fury <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Quiver '—a Celtic term<br />

applied to a special arrow never drawn from <strong>the</strong> quiver<br />

except in circumstances <strong>of</strong> extreme peril. Into <strong>the</strong> breast <strong>of</strong><br />

this Morrison, a MacLeod in hiding shot ' <strong>the</strong> Fury.' <strong>The</strong><br />

victim's cries were heard by his companions; <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>re<br />

hastened out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Dun a certain Alan Morrison, <strong>the</strong> most<br />

valiant man among <strong>the</strong>m, who leapt across <strong>the</strong> ravine<br />

separating Dun Eistein from <strong>the</strong> adjacent cliffs, <strong>and</strong> craved<br />

that <strong>the</strong> cowardly assassin be h<strong>and</strong>ed over to him. But <strong>the</strong><br />

MacLeods feigned ignorance <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> incident; <strong>and</strong> it was<br />

Alan who was swift to reproach <strong>the</strong>m with cowardice, since<br />

<strong>the</strong>y had come to Dun Eistein under cover <strong>of</strong> darkness, <strong>and</strong><br />

had begun <strong>the</strong>ir campaign before <strong>the</strong>re was sufficient<br />

daylight to enable <strong>the</strong> opposing forces to distinguish one<br />

ano<strong>the</strong>r. In common with <strong>the</strong> Sc<strong>and</strong>inavians, <strong>the</strong> Celts had<br />

<strong>the</strong> notion that to slay an enemy after nightfall was a serious<br />

infringement <strong>of</strong> battle etiquette.<br />

<strong>The</strong> MacLeods ultimately conceded to Alan Morrison's<br />

petition that, by way <strong>of</strong> indemnity for <strong>the</strong>ir unchivalrous act,<br />

<strong>the</strong> wounded Morrison might have <strong>the</strong> services <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

physician accompanying <strong>the</strong> MacLeods. And, so, Alan<br />

tucked <strong>the</strong> enemy's physician under his oxter, <strong>and</strong> leapt<br />

back across <strong>the</strong> ravine with him to Dun Eistein.<br />

Never<strong>the</strong>less, <strong>the</strong> unfortunate Morrison succumbed to <strong>the</strong><br />

wound inflicted by <strong>the</strong> ' Fury <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Quiver.'<br />

<strong>The</strong> Prowess <strong>of</strong> Iain Beag MacAndrea.<br />

Upon <strong>the</strong> hillside above <strong>the</strong> banks <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> River Dulnain,<br />

just by <strong>the</strong> forlorn farm-steading <strong>of</strong> Dalnahaitnach, st<strong>and</strong>s<br />

a granite monument some five feet in height, quite close<br />

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