The dark, massy pine-woods on the left side of the glen are broken at intervals by fields as they threaten to come down upon the river, and their shelter lends an air of comfort and warmth to the glen.

On the right the sloping land is tilled from the bank above the river up to the edge of the moor that swells in green and purple to the foot of the northern rampart of mountains, but on this side also the glen here and there breaks into belts of fir, which fling their kindly arms round the scattered farm-houses, and break up the monotony of green and gold with squares of dark green foliage and the brown of the tall, bare trunks.

Between the meandering stream and the cultivated land and the woods and the heather and the distant hills, there was such a variety as cannot be often gathered into the compass of one landscape.
[Illustration: Among the great trees.] "And all our own," cried Kate in exultation; "let us congratulate ourselves." "I only wish it were, lassie.

Why, did n't you understand we have only these woods and a few acres of ploughed land now ?" "You stupid old dad; I begin to believe that you have had no education.
Of course the Hays have got the land, but we have the view and the joy of it.

This is the only place where one can say to a stranger, 'Behold Drumtochty,' and he will see it at a flash and at its best." "You 're brighter than your father, Kit, and a contented lassie to boot, and for that word I'll take you straight to the Pleasaunce." "What a charming name; it suggests a fairy world, with all sorts of beautiful things and people." "Quite right, Kit"-- leading the way down to a hollow, surrounded by wood and facing the sun, the General opened a door in an ivy-covered wall--"for there is just one Pleasaunce on the earth, and that is a garden." It had been a risk to raise certain people's expectations and then bring them into Tochty garden, for they can be satisfied with no place that has not a clean-shaven lawn and beds of unvarying circles, pyrethrum, calceolaria, and geranium, and brakes of rare roses, and glass-houses with orchids worth fifty pound each, which is a garden in high life, full of luxury, extravagance, weariness.