And then it was curled cloud or milk, and then it was nae color at all.

And then I _saw_, and 'twas as though what I saw was around me.

There was a town nane like Glenfernie, and a country of mountains, and a water no' like this one.
There pressed a thrang of folk, and they were Hieland men and Lowland men, but mair Hieland than Lowland, and there were chiefs and chieftains and Lowland lords, and there were pipers.

I heard naught, but it was as though bright shadows were around me.

There was a height like a Good People's mount, and a braw fine-clad lord speaking and reading frae a paper, and by him a surpliced man to gie a prayer, and there was a banner pole, and it went up high, and it had a gowd ball atop.