In this picture Mr. Carrick shows the true spirit of the Highland scenery, giving to the subject a boldness of treatment which- allowing for certain points of hardness that might be judiciously have been kept down- amounts almost to grandeur the effect. Darkly, and charged with thunder, rolls that sea of clouds over rock and heather and distant hills far as the eye reaches; the sun breaking through momentarily, and shedding a bright gleam over a portion of the foreground and on a far away spot of the landscape. It is a wild and weird scene, one whereon the witches of Macbeth may have gathered to mix the contents of their incantatory caldron, but over which we now see the rough hided cattle of the Highlands winding along the serpent like path that leads homewards. The picture is a striking passage of Scotland’s scenery most characteristically represented.