387. While less expert, etc. The MS. reads:

"Not Roderick thus, though stronger far,

More tall, and more inured to war."

401, 402. And backward, etc. This couplet is not in the MS.; and the

same is true of 405, 406.

406. Let recreant yield, etc. The MS. has "Yield they alone who fear to

die." Scott says: "I have not ventured to render this duel so savagely

desperate as that of the celebrated Sir Ewan of Lochiel, chief of the

clan Cameron, called, from his sable complexion, Ewan Dhu. He was the

last man in Scotland who maintained the royal cause during the great

Civil War, and his constant incursions rendered him a very unpleasant

neighbor to the republican garrison at Inverlochy, now Fort William. The

governor of the fort detached a party of three hundred men to lay

waste Lochiel's possessions and cut down his trees; by in a sudden and

desperate attack made upon them by the chieftain with very inferior

numbers, they were almost all cut to pieces. The skirmish is detailed

in a curious memoir of Sir Ewan's life, printed in the Appendix of

Pennant's Scottish Tour (vol. i. p. 375):

'In this engagement Lochiel himself had several wonderful escapes. In

the retreat of the English, one of the strongest and bravest of the

officers retired behind a bush, when he observed Lochiel pursuing, and

seeing him unaccompanied with any, he leapt out and thought him his

prey. They met one another with equal fury. The combat was long and

doubtful: the English gentleman had by far the advantage in strength and

size; but Lochiel, exceeding him in nimbleness and agility, in the end

tript the sword out of his hand; they closed and wrestled, till both

fell to the ground in each other's arms. The English officer got

above Lochiel, and pressed him hard, but stretching forth his neck, by

attempting to disengage himself, Lochiel, who by this time had his hands

at liberty, with his left hand seized him by the collar, and jumping at

his extended throat, he bit it with his teeth quite through, and kept

such a hold of his grasp, that he brought away his mouthful; this, he

said, was the sweetest bit he ever had in his lifetime.'"

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