You would be lost did you go among the native Irish without an interpreter." Archie thankfully accepted the offer, and that night, after bidding adieu to the friends and his comrades, started in Duncan's boat.
"`Tis a strange place where I am going to land you," the fisherman said; "such a place as nowhere else have my eyes beheld, though they say that at the Isle of Staffa, far north of Colonsay, a similar sight is to be seen.

The rocks, instead of being rugged or square, rise in close columns like the trunks of trees, or like the columns in the church of the priory of Colonsay.

Truly they seem as if wrought by the hands of men, or rather of giants, seeing that no men could carry out so vast a work.

The natives have legends that they are the work of giants of old times.

How this may be I know not, though why giants should have engaged in so useless a work passes my understanding.