SECT. XV.

FROM Dunkeld we continued our journey

to Blair-castle, which is about twenty miles farther north. The whole road is a continuation of picturefque fcenery, Through the first eight miles we accompanied the Tay; which entertained us with all the playful variety that a river can exhibit. Sometimes it came running up to the foreground. Then it would hide itself behind a woody precipice, Then again, when we knew not what was become of it, it would appear in the distance, forming it's meanders along fome winding vale.

When we leave the Tay, we meet the Tummel, which, tho lefs wild in it's accompaniments, performs it's evolutions with as much beauty. One scene upon it's banks called aloud for the pencil. We had many, in which

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which were greater beauties; but they were mixed, as is often the cafe, with fomething awkward. But this view was almoft purely picturesque. A broad fand-bank stretched before the eye, as a second distance, round which the river formed an indented curve; it's banks were well decorated; and the view was clofed, in the fashion of Scotch landscape, with beautiful mountains.

Mere drawing, without colouring, can at best, only express the forms of objects; and by adding a little light and fhade, endeavour to grace them with fomething of an artificial effect. How much the face of nature must fuffer from fuch partial imitation, is evident; as her colours and tints are her principal glory : but they are fo local, fo fugitive, fo mixed, and indiscriminate, that they must often be taken on the spot, or loft. The only true method of transferring the tints of nature, is, with your pallet in your hand: and every painter, who wishes to form himself as a colourist after nature, must accuftom himself to copy her features, and complexion, as he does those of other beauties, from the life. And in this operation, it is his best method, when it is in his power, to watch the opportunity of the

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