Loch Katrine
to Loch Lomond; but we wondered why they did not take a machine, and
ride.

"When we came up to them we stopped a moment to talk to them. There were
two gentlemen and two ladies. One of the ladies looked pretty tired.
They said that there were no machines on the side of the mountain where
they came from, and that there was a party there, that arrived before
them, who had engaged the first machines that should come; and so they
were obliged to walk, and to have their trunks wheeled over on a
wheelbarrow.

"Afterwards we met another party walking in the same way, with their
trunks on a wheelbarrow. We thought that five miles was a great way to
wheel trunks on a wheelbarrow.

"At last we came to what they called Loch Katrine; but it seemed to me
nothing but a pond among the mountains. It was only about ten miles
long. There was an inn on the shore, but no village.

"There was a pier there, too, and some boats drawn up on the beach. At a
little distance they were putting together an iron steamboat on the
stocks. The parts were all made in Glasgow, and brought here by the same
way that we had come. The old steamboat of last year was floating in the
water near by. The steampipe was rusty, and she looked as if she had
been abandoned. The name of her was the Rob Roy.

"We were glad that the new one was not ready, for we liked better to go
in a row boat.

"So we engaged one of the boats, and went down to it on the beach, and
put our baggage in. And this is the end of my part of the account.
Waldron is to write the rest.

"ROLLO."

* * * * *

"We all got into the boat; that is, we three, and some other ladies and
gentlemen that came over the mountain about the same time with us. The
wind was blowing pretty fresh, and the middle of the lake was very
rough, and some of the ladies were afraid to go; but we told them there
was no danger.

"The boatman said that we would go right across the loch, and then we
should get under the lee of the land on the eastern shore, and there we
should be sheltered from the wind, and the water would be smooth.

"I told him that I could row, and asked him to let me take one of the
oars; and he said I might. But one of the ladies was afraid to have me
do it. She said she was afraid that I should upset the boat.

"This was nonsense; for it is not possible to upset a boat by any kind
of rowing, if it is ever so bad.