with bitterest grief, from kindred whose sorrow at
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parting admitted no consolation.
Those who went first, reported favorably of the clear, sunny clime, to where every man might have land of his own; the distance and the voyage lost their terrors; and from the isles of Rasay and Skye whole neighborhoods formed parties for removal, sweetening their exile by carrying with them their costume and opinions, their old Celtic language and songs.
Distinguished above them all was Allan Macdonald
of Kingsborough, and his wife Flora Macdonald
, the same who in the midsummer of 1746, yielding to a womanly sympathy for distress, had rescued Prince Charles Edward
from his pursuers, with a self-possession, fertility of resources, courage, and fidelity, that are never mentioned but to her honor.
Compelled by poverty, they had removed to North Carolina
in 1774, and made their new home in the west of Cumberland county
She was now about fifty-five, mother of many children, of middle stature, soft features, ‘uncommonly mild and gentle manners, and elegant presence.’
Her husband had the graceful mien and manly looks of a gallant Highlander, aged, but still with hair jet black, a stately figure, and a countenance that expressed intelligence and steadfastness.
On the third of July he came down to Fort Johnston
, and concerted with Martin
the raising a battalion of ‘the good and faithful Highlanders,’ in which he was himself to be major, and Alexander Macleod
, an officer of marines on halfpay, was to be the first captain.
They were to wait the proper moment to take the field; but the design, though secretly devised, did not remain concealed;