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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 />

knowing where he was, <strong>and</strong> to whom to turn for protection<br />

from young MacGregor's followers, who came at his heels,<br />

he arrived at <strong>the</strong> door <strong>of</strong> a house in <strong>the</strong> glen, whi<strong>the</strong>r he<br />

had been attracted by a light that glowed in <strong>the</strong> window.<br />

Here, in despair, he entered <strong>and</strong> begged for protection.<br />

Little was Lamont aware that he had sought refuge at <strong>the</strong><br />

house <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Chief <strong>of</strong> Glen Strae, whose son he had just<br />

slain ; <strong>and</strong> it was not until young MacGregor's men came<br />

to <strong>the</strong> same door shortly afterwards, <strong>and</strong> dem<strong>and</strong>ed <strong>the</strong><br />

refugee to be h<strong>and</strong>ed over to <strong>the</strong>m, that <strong>the</strong> Chief learned<br />

that <strong>the</strong> man, to whom he had given hospitality, <strong>and</strong> whom<br />

he had vowed to defend from <strong>the</strong> wrath <strong>of</strong> his pursuers,<br />

had killed his own son.<br />

" Here this night you will be safe,<br />

"<br />

whoever you be !<br />

were <strong>the</strong> words with which MacGregor <strong>of</strong> Glen Strae had<br />

received Lamont, before he knew <strong>the</strong> reason for his flight.<br />

And, although MacGregor's wife <strong>and</strong> family filled <strong>the</strong> house<br />

with <strong>the</strong>ir lamentations, <strong>and</strong> remonstrated with him, <strong>and</strong><br />

would have had him deliver <strong>the</strong> fugitive into <strong>the</strong> h<strong>and</strong>s <strong>of</strong><br />

those whom he had bereft, <strong>the</strong> Chief replied that already he<br />

had given his word. (A MacGregor's word meant something<br />

in those far-<strong>of</strong>f days!)<br />

" But he has slain your son " ! was <strong>the</strong> retort <strong>of</strong> his<br />

clansmen, who besieged <strong>the</strong> door <strong>of</strong> his house, <strong>and</strong> clamoured<br />

disappointedly without.<br />

" Let no one hurt a hair <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> lad's head," replied Glen<br />

has vowed that he will sliield him<br />

Strae. . . . MacGregor<br />

<strong>and</strong>, as I live, he shall be safe while he remains under my<br />

"<br />

ro<strong>of</strong> !<br />

How long Lamont remained under MacGregor's ro<strong>of</strong>, I<br />

am unable to say. But we know that at daybreak one<br />

morning <strong>the</strong> broken-hearted Chief ordered Lamont to<br />

prepare himself for a journey, <strong>and</strong> in person escorted<br />

him from Glen Strae, across many a hill <strong>and</strong> through many<br />

a glen, until at length <strong>the</strong>y arrived at a place on Loch Fyne<br />

called Dundarave, <strong>the</strong> Castle <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Two Oars—an ancient,<br />

turreted keep <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> MacNaughtons, not far distant from<br />

Inveraray. Here, at <strong>the</strong> ferry, MacGregor procured a boat<br />

<strong>and</strong> two oars for Lamont, that he might row himself over<br />

to Cowal, on <strong>the</strong> opposite shore <strong>of</strong> Loch Fyne, <strong>and</strong> have a<br />

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