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224 'I'HK CHAPEL ON INCHKENNETH.

The road marked with cart-wheels, as on the main land, at the sight of which Dr. Johnson's heart was cheered, I failed to dis- cover. We wandered up the little path to where on the rising ground the ruined chapel stands within the hearing of the wave.

" \Ve walked uncovered into tlie chapel," writes Johnson, "and saw in the reverend ruin the effects of precipitate reformation. The floor is covered with ancient grave-stones, of -which the inscriptions are not now legible. The altar is not yet quite demolished; beside it, on the right side, is a IMS relief oi the Virgin with her child, and an angel hovering over her. On the other side still stands a hand-bell, which, though it has no clapper, neither Presbyterian bigotry nor bar- barian wantonness has yet taken away. The chapel is thirty-eight feet long and eighteen broad. lioswell, who is very pious, went into it at night to perform his devotions, but came back in haste for fear of spectres. Near the chapel is a foun- tain, to which the water, remarkably pure, is conveyed from a distant hill through pipes laid by the Romish clergy, which still perform the office of conveyance though they have never been repaired since Popery was suppressed."

Our boatman, whom I had in vain questioned about Johnson's host, led me up to the tomb of an old knight, clothed in armour, with a dog lying at his feet, and said, " That is Sir Allan." The little fountain, in spite of the lapse of years and the long drought, still ran with a stream of pure water. Besides the chapel, there had once been on the island a seminary of priests. "Sir Allan," writes Johnson, " had a mind to trace the foundations of a college, but neither I nor Mr. Boswell, who bends a keener eye on vacancy, were able to perceive them." Where they failed we could not hope to succeed. We next explored, as they had done, a neighbouring islet.

"Even Inchkenneth," says Johnson, "has a subordinate island, named Sandi- land, I suppose in contempt, where we landed, and found a rock, with a surface of perhaps four acres, of which one is naked stone, another spread with sand and shells, some of which I picked up for their glossy beauty, and two covered with a little earth and grass, on which Sir Allan has a few sheep. I doubt not but when there was a college at Inchkenneth, there was a hermitage upon Sandiland."

The shells, perhaps, he kept to add to the collection of Mrs. Thrale's eldest daughter. " I have been able," he wrote later on, " to collect very little for Queeney's cabinet." The name which our boatman gave to the island was, so far as I could catch it, not Sandiland, but Sameilan. At the time of our visit it had for inhabitants four sheep, and flocks of sea-birds who made it their breeding ground. They flew circling and screaming over our heads, while a mother bird led off a late brood of little ones into the sea. Before each of the burrows in which they made their nests was a litter of tiny

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