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

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THE PEAT-FTRE FLAME<br />

that during <strong>the</strong> Norse occupation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Western Highl<strong>and</strong>s<br />

<strong>and</strong> Isl<strong>and</strong>s, some eight or ten centuries ago, <strong>the</strong>re lived on<br />

Eilean Maolrubha a maiden <strong>of</strong> noble birth, who had plighted<br />

her troth with a Viking prince. However, <strong>the</strong> prince's<br />

prolonged absence from Loch Maree on various warlike<br />

enterprises caused <strong>the</strong> maiden to feel that he no longer cared<br />

for her. So as to test her lover, she decided that, when<br />

again his galley was reported to be making for <strong>the</strong> shore at<br />

Loch Ewe (this being <strong>the</strong> sea-shore nearest to <strong>the</strong> Loch <strong>of</strong><br />

Maree), her h<strong>and</strong>maidens would row her out to meet <strong>the</strong><br />

galley, while she herself would pretend to be a corpse<br />

stretched out at <strong>the</strong> bottom <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> boat. <strong>The</strong> h<strong>and</strong>maidens,<br />

as <strong>the</strong>y neared <strong>the</strong> galley, began to moan <strong>and</strong> wail, so as to<br />

lend appropriate colour to <strong>the</strong> deception. <strong>The</strong> prince,<br />

overcome with grief, now cried out to <strong>the</strong> rowers <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> boat<br />

for an explanation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tragedy that seemingly had<br />

befallen his betro<strong>the</strong>d. <strong>The</strong> maiden was <strong>the</strong>n assured that<br />

<strong>the</strong> prince loved her more than she had imagined ; but, as<br />

she was on <strong>the</strong> point <strong>of</strong> discarding her pretence, he thrust<br />

a dirk into his heart, <strong>and</strong> fell dead.<br />

Remorse now covered <strong>the</strong> maiden :<br />

her ruse had caused<br />

<strong>the</strong> death <strong>of</strong> her lover. Plucking <strong>the</strong> dirk out <strong>of</strong> his corpse,<br />

she instantly buried it deep in her own heart. Thus died<br />

both maiden <strong>and</strong> Viking prince. <strong>The</strong>y were buried side by<br />

side on <strong>the</strong> isl<strong>and</strong> known as Eilean Maolrubha, in Loch<br />

Maree, <strong>and</strong> in a grave that to this very day is marked by two<br />

ancient stones, situated quite close to one ano<strong>the</strong>r, each <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong>m bearing a cross, rudely fashioned.<br />

A Viking Tale <strong>of</strong> Raasay.<br />

On <strong>the</strong> Isl<strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong> Raasay <strong>the</strong>re is a loch which is believed<br />

to have received <strong>the</strong> name <strong>of</strong> Loch Storab through <strong>the</strong><br />

following incident. Some time during <strong>the</strong> dominance <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> Northmen, Storab, son <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> King <strong>of</strong> Norway, a<br />

fugitive for some reason unexplained, found himself in<br />

hiding on an islet in this loch. When <strong>the</strong> people <strong>of</strong> Raasay<br />

discovered his hiding-place, <strong>the</strong>y resolved to dislodge him.<br />

Storab was a man <strong>of</strong> giant stature <strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong> giant accomplishments<br />

: he was able to leap between <strong>the</strong> islet <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> shore<br />

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