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    Ewen of the Little Head - Page 2

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    Hebrides; and he has
    found his way to Ireland on these occasions long before steam navigation
    was invented. About a century ago he took a fancy for a young man of his
    own race, and frequently did him the honour of placing him behind himself
    on horseback. He entered into conversation with him, and foretold many
    circumstances connected with the fate of his successors, which have
    undoubtedly since come to pass.

    Many a long winter night have I listened to the feats of Ewen-a-chin-vig,
    the faithful and indefatigable guardian of his ancient family, in the
    hour of their last and greatest trial, affording an example worthy the
    imitation of every chief,--perhaps not beneath the notice of Glengarry
    himself.

    About a dozen years since some symptoms of Ewen's decay gave very general
    alarm to his friends. He accosted one of his own people (indeed he never
    has been known to notice any other), and, shaking him cordially by the
    hand, he attempted to place him on the saddle behind him, but the
    uncourteous dog declined the honour. Ewen struggled hard, but the clown
    was a great, strong, clumsy fellow, and stuck to the earth with all his
    might. He candidly acknowledged, however, that his chief would have
    prevailed, had it not been for a birch-tree which stood by, and which he
    got within the fold of his left arm. The contest became very warm
    indeed, and the tree was certainly twisted like an osier, as thousands
    can testify who saw it as well as myself. At length, however, Ewen lost
    his seat for the first time, and the instant the pony found he was his
    own master, he set off with the fleetness of lightning. Ewen immediately
    pursued his steed, and the wearied rustic sped his way homeward. It was
    the general opinion that Ewen found considerable difficulty in catching
    the horse; but I am happy to learn that he has been lately seen riding
    the old mouse-coloured pony without the least change in either the horse
    or the rider. Long may he continue to do so!

    Those who from motives of piety or curiosity have visited the sacred
    island of Iona, must remember to have seen the guide point out the tomb
    of Ewen, with his figure on horseback, very elegantly sculptured in alto-
    relievo, and many of the above facts are on such occasions related.
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