THE RIVER CLYDE AND THE SCOTTISH LOCHS.
[TO TES EDITOR OS THE "SPECTATOR."] SIB,—Whilst all the best advised of weary townsfolk are wend- ing their way to the glorious mountains and lochs of Scotland— thankful to get the Irish Question off their brain—a Scotch question, though a foul, and to the dwellers by the once pure waters of Loeh Long and Loch Goil a very sore one, may receive some crumbs of attention. Readers of the Scotch papers will be astonished to find that here in Scotland it is yet discoursed that fair is foul and foul is fair. "To foul is fair, when it eaves money," say the Trustees of the Clyde Navigation; and they shoot daily into Loch Long four thousand tons of matter (of which an analysis shows 10 per cent. to be putrefying organic matter) dredged from the filthy bed of the River Clyde. "And fair is foul," say the residents upon the shores of these once fair lochs ; " we can no longer bathe in their waters ; our fish-supply is almost brought to naught ; and half the charm of our so favoured district has passed in the fog and filthy air."
The Clyde Trustees are called upon by the sufferers either to utilise their dredgings upon the Clyde lands, or to carry them well out to sea. But it is cheapest to cast down their dirt at their neighbours' door, and this they do, rejoicing to see the slab so thick and good.—I am, Sir, &c., ONE WHO Loves THE LOCUS.
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