The Entail; or, The Lairds of Grippy
They traversed the picturesque Kyles of Bute--coasted the shores of Cantyre--touched at the beautiful port of Campbelton--doubled the cliffy promontory--passed Gigha--left Isla on the left--navigated the sound of Jura--prudently kept along the romantic coast of Lorn and Appin--sailed through the sound of Mull--drank whisky at Rum--and, afraid of the beds and bowls of the hospitable Skye, cast anchor in Garelock.