south bank of the water stands the shattered ruin of Lamington Tower, the seat of a family, whose heiress Wallace is supposed to have married, and which being inherited, along with the adjoining estate, by his daughter, who married a Sir William Baillie, of Hoprig, is now the property of a member of that ancient baronial family, Baillie Cochrane, Esq., a connexion of the Earl of Dundonald. Near the Castle is a pool, into which a laird of Lamington and his vassals, after an engagement, forced a party of the Annandale Johnstones, who had come to plunder his lands.

From Lamington to

SYMINGTON STABAN is three miles and a-half. Four miles east of the railway is the little town of Biggar, of which, observed a Clydesdale peasant, "London is a big town, but there is ane in Scotland that is Biggar." The population is chiefly comprised of weavers. The town is pleasantly situated, and is the seat of a Presbytery. The church is a fine old Gothic building, erected in 1545 by Malcolm, Lord Fleming, as a collegiate establishment, in which character it continued until the Reformation. Near the village, in the middle of a morass, are the remains of an old castle called Bog Hall, which Cromwell garrisoned when in Scotland immediately before the battle of Worcester.

The Symington, Biggar, and Broughton Railway, six miles and a-half in length, now in course of completion, will open new sources of convenience to this district. Already an impetus has been given to it since the iron communication connected it with important towns: Glasgow is supplied with milk and butter to a considerable extent from this district, which is richly agricultural.

Two miles from Symington by the railroad brings us to
THANKERTON STATION, and five miles further to

CARSTAIRS JUNCTION, 73 miles from Carlisle, and 26 from Edinburgh. Here the line divides: the left hand branch passing through Clydesdale to Glasgow; and the right hand branch, by which we propose to conduct the tourist, to Edinburgh.

The different branches of the line, and their mode of connexion at this point, are worthy of notice, the whole forming a large triangle on the Float Moss. The float was a sort of boat or raft, for the purposes of the ferry across the water, on occasion of an inundation. The trunk line of the railway crosses this ferry, and the frequently inun

dated haughs of the Clyde, on a wooden platform of nearly half a mile in length, with openings to give free passage to the waters during a flooded state of the river.

Before resuming our journey to Edinburgh from Carstairs, we may draw the tourist's attention to Lanark, on the Caledonian line (left hand branch), through Clydesdale.

LANARK is a centre from which various places of interest in this district of Lanarkshire may be visited. It is situated on an elevated piece of ground, near the right bank of the Clyde, at the distance of twenty-four miles from Glasgow, and thirty-two from Edinburgh. Ancient beyond the reach of record, it has long been remarkable as one of those royal burghs which, by virtue of that very privilege, appear to have been exempted from the influence of that prosperity everywhere else manifesting itself in the country. It consists principally of one long main line of street, with several lanes diverging on either side, and the parish church occupying a prominent position nearly in the centre of the town. The principal industrial occupations are hand-loom weaving and shoe-making, chiefly for the Glasgow markets. There are breweries and mills. The population of the burglı in 1851 was 5305.

Lanark was, in 1297, the scene of the first act of resistance to the usurping government of Edward the First. William Wallace was here residing in peace, when the insolence of the English sheriff, William de Hesliope, or Heselrigg, provoked him to deal that person a blow which caused his death. Wallace then took refuge in Cartlane Crags, whence he only emerged to spread terror amongst all who bore the English name in Scotland. About a mile from Lanark, the road to Glasgow crosses, by a lofty and magnificent bridge, a profound ravine through which the Mouss water descends to join the Clyde. The precipitous sides of this ravine are the Cartlane Crags. A slit in the rock on the west side of the chasm, a few yards above the bridge, and called Wallace's Cave, is said to have been his place of concealment. Beneath the bridge there is an old one of Roman architecture, of an exactly semicircular shape; and on the moor, in a higher part of the vale of Mouss water, are to be seen the vestiges of a Roman camp. Jerviswoode, the seat of the unfortunate patriot, Robert Baillie, is situated in Mouss water: when concealed here, within an oven, he is

said to have owed his life, on one occasion, to a spider which wove its web across the door, thus averting the suspicions of the soldiers.

About three miles from Lanark, in the same direction, is the seat of the Lockharts, of Lee, a modern castellated edifice. Several members of this family have been greatly distinguished in history. In the house is preserved a curious heir-loom, of talismanic celebrity, called the Lee Penny, on account of the stone being set in the centre of an old English coin. Triangular in shape, it measures about the third of an inch each way, and is of a dark red colour, but perfectly transparent.

The environs of the Lee comprise a remarkable natural curiosity in the shape of a large oak tree, which, having become rotten through age, can hold in its hollow inside half a dozen individuals standing upright. The trunk is thirty feet in circumference.

The FALLS OF CLYDE, perhaps the most celebrated natural scenes

in the south of Scotland, are in the neighbourhood of Lanark, the town forming the starting point from which they are generally visited. The Clyde is here a large and beautiful river. Before arriving at the upper

most fall, about two miles and a half from Lanark, it flows for several miles through a level tract of country with slow and scarcely perceptible motion. It then enters by the Bonnington Fall a deep chasm, from which it only escapes about two miles below, after having been forced over two other cascades. Four or five miles of an ordinary channel

bring it to the last fall, that of Stonebyres, below which it enters that series of fine alluvial plains which terminate at Bothwell Bridge. The way to the upper falls from Lanark is through the beautiful grounds of Bonnington. At the uppermost fall, called the Bonnington Linn or Fall, the river pours, in a divided stream, over a ledge of rocks thirty feet in height. It is considered the least beautiful of the falls, on account of its smaller height, and the bareness of the southern bank above it; still, from the point at which it first bursts upon the view, it is very imposing, and especially as seen from a bridge thrown across the north branch of the stream immediately above the precipice. The channel of the river, for about half a mile below this fall, is formed of a range of perpendicular and equi-distant rocks on either side, which are

from seventy to one hundred feet high. At Corehouse the river encounters another fall, eighty-four feet in height, denominated Corra Linn, generally allowed to be the finest of the whole. A flight of steps has been formed along the face of the opposite rock, by which the tourist descends into a deep and capacious amphitheatre, where he finds himself exactly in front, and on a level with the bottom of the fall.

The foaming waters as they are projected in a double-leap over the precipice, the black and weltering pool below, the magnificent range of dark perpendicular rocks, 120 feet in height, which sweep round him on the left, the romantic banks on the opposite side, the river calmly pursuing its onward course, and the rich garniture of wood with which the whole is dressed, combine to form a spectacle with which the most celebrated cataracts in Switzerland and Sweden will scarcely stand a comparison.

On a rock above Corra Linn, on the south side of the river, is perched the ruined castle of Corehouse, formerly the property of an old race called Bannatyne.

About a quarter of a mile further down, the river encounters a third but smaller cascade, called Dundaf Linn, where the banks assume a less bold character. After a quiet and gentle run of three or four miles, the river pours over a precipice eighty feet in height, called the Stonebyres Fall, so named from the adjacent estate of Stonebyres, belonging to the ancient family of Vere. This fall bears a general relation to that of Corra, but is generally allowed to be of a less striking character.

On leaving Bonnington grounds the tourist will have remarked in front of him the village and cotton-mills of New Lanark, founded in 1785 by David Dale, of Glasgow, and famous for having been the scene of his philanthropic son-in-law's (the late Mr. Robert Owen) first experiment in remodelling the human mind.

Whatever may have been Mr. Owen's reverses in endeavouring to achieve the regeneration of mankind, we must do him the justice to admit that his views, however mistaken, were those of an honest and upright man. To the last days of his long life he never relinquished the hope that his plans would eventually be carried out; but his mind, however fertile and ingenious in theory, was unable to cope with the obstacles that beset his path in every direction.