essock. The only exception to
what we have just stated, perhaps, is a minute of Kirk-Session dated
17th November, 1772, recording the honour due to Patrick Campbell, Esq.
of Monzie, then deceased, and the Rev. Robert Menzies, minister of the
parish, for the active and benevolent part they took in the building of
the Dalginross Bridge over the Earn. The bridge was built in 1756 at a
cost of L230.

The Parish Church was erected in 1805, and holds 1044 sitters. The
manse was built in 1784, and an addition was made to it in 1822. A new
church was built in St. Fillans in connection with the Church of
Scotland in 1878, and in March, 1895, it was endowed and erected into a
parish _quoad sacra_ under the old name of Dundurn. It is curious to
note how the land has been changing hands during the last 180 years.
In 1715, the heritors were the Earl of Perth, Duke of Athole, the
proprietors of Aberuchill, Lawers, Monzie, Cultabraggan, Ardvoirlich,
Comrie, Strowan, Drummond-Ernoch, and Balmacuin. At present they are
the Earl of Ancaster, Marquis of Breadalbane, and the proprietors of
Ardvoirlich, Dunira, Aberuchill, Strowan, Lawers, Dalchonzie, and
Drumearn.

ON THE BANKS OF THE DEVON

By Rev. E. B. SPEIRS, B.D., Glendevon

Seeing that "St. Serf's Bridge" still spans the Devon at one part
within the parish of Glendevon, and that the good Saint did not himself
build the bridge, but, following a common practice, baptised and made
Christian what was a Pagan structure, reared in this instance by the
Imperial legionaries, it might be permissible for the local historian
to go back at least to the times of the Roman occupation. After
describing the camp and the Roman road which still exist in the mind's
eye of the antiquaries, he might then go on to tell of holy St.
Servan's feats in the way of detecting sheep-stealers by making them,
like Speed under the influence of Proteus' reasoning, cry "Baa," or
relate some such pretty human story as that of how he turned water into
wine for the sake of a sick monk, or unfold the thrilling tale of how
he fought the Dovan dragon, as Wyntoun sings, or at least says:--

"In Dovyn of devotyoune
And prayere, he slew a fell Dragoune,
Quhare he was slayne, that place wes ay
The Dragownys Den cald to this day."[1]

The more exact methods of writing history now in vogue, however, almost
compel the chronicler to begin with the first certain mention of
Glendevon in accredited record