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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 />

Scotl<strong>and</strong> at <strong>the</strong> time <strong>of</strong> " <strong>the</strong> Fifteen." This particular<br />

warrior, when on <strong>the</strong> point <strong>of</strong> leaving his home for Sheriffmuir,<br />

buried all his treasure in a corrie above Scamadale<br />

known as Coire Scamadale. <strong>The</strong> precise position <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

treasure could be located only by <strong>the</strong> light <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> moon when<br />

visible from a certain spot. This warrior's name was Rory<br />

Mor. At Sherififmuir he was a casualty ; <strong>and</strong> so his treasure<br />

still lies hidden in Coire Scamadale.<br />

A native <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> district, who now resides by <strong>the</strong> shores<br />

<strong>of</strong> Loch Nevis, <strong>the</strong> fiord to <strong>the</strong> south <strong>of</strong> Loch Hourn. is<br />

known to have spent many moonlight nights in search <strong>of</strong><br />

this treasure. It is told <strong>of</strong> this man that, when chasing a<br />

hind in <strong>the</strong> corrie one day, his foot touched a spot at which<br />

it seemed as though <strong>the</strong> treasure lay, judging by <strong>the</strong> jingling<br />

sound he heard. But he was too intent at <strong>the</strong> time in<br />

pursuing his quarry, <strong>and</strong> thought now that in any case he<br />

could identify <strong>the</strong> spot with ease. <strong>The</strong> hind got away from<br />

him ; <strong>and</strong>, when he endeavoured to return to <strong>the</strong> spot where<br />

he thought his foot had disturbed <strong>the</strong> treasure <strong>of</strong> Rory Mor,<br />

he could not find it. Never before was man more regretful<br />

that he had not let <strong>the</strong> hind go her own way earlier in <strong>the</strong><br />

chase.<br />

On <strong>the</strong> last day <strong>of</strong> 1935, I sailed up Loch Nevis with <strong>the</strong><br />

mail-boat from Mallaig. Among <strong>the</strong> secluded places by <strong>the</strong><br />

shore at which we called was Camusrory, where a small<br />

boat came out to meet us, rowed by <strong>the</strong> <strong>of</strong>ficial postman <strong>of</strong><br />

this remote <strong>and</strong> scattered township. When we had h<strong>and</strong>ed<br />

to <strong>the</strong> boatman <strong>the</strong> New Year mails <strong>and</strong> odds <strong>and</strong> ends <strong>of</strong><br />

merch<strong>and</strong>ise, <strong>and</strong> had taken from him such outward mails<br />

as he had to give us, I learnt that his name was John<br />

MacPherson, <strong>and</strong> that this was <strong>the</strong> very man who, while<br />

living near Scamadale, used to search <strong>the</strong> corrie for Rory<br />

Mor's treasure.<br />

Kegs <strong>of</strong> Gold Coin.<br />

<strong>The</strong>re are few matters upon which <strong>the</strong> opinions <strong>of</strong><br />

authorities differ so widely <strong>and</strong> so violently as on matters<br />

<strong>of</strong> history. It has been disputed, for example, as to where<br />

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