The History and Traditions of the Isle of Skye

Historic battles, conflict over the throne, questionable romances, and epic poetry. It's a dive into the thrilling history of the Misty Isle, from its original inhabitants and their battles with the Norsemen, passing through the domination of Clan MacLeod and Clan Donald, to the isle's recent history. "Many of the interesting traditions of the island were fast passing into oblivion." Historian Alexander Cameron explains why he wrote this book. He gives insightful recount of magnificent incidents of heroism through the history of the isle, and shocking ones of treachery, kidnapping, and murder. Cameron's history is so detailed and descriptive that he takes you back in time to live among the people of Skye through the ages, understand their language, feel their struggles, analyze their politics and economics, and gain insight on their everyday-lives. "The warrior threat, the infant's plain, The mother's screams were heard in vain; The vengeful chief maintains his fires, Till in the vault a tribe expires! The bones that screw that cavern's gloom Too well attest their dismal doom"

Historic battles, conflict over the throne, questionable romances, and epic poetry. It's a dive into the thrilling history of the Misty Isle, from its original inhabitants and their battles with the Norsemen, passing through the domination of Clan MacLeod and Clan Donald, to the isle's recent history. "Many of the interesting traditions of the island were fast passing into oblivion." Historian Alexander Cameron explains why he wrote this book. He gives insightful recount of magnificent incidents of heroism through the history of the isle, and shocking ones of treachery, kidnapping, and murder. Cameron's history is so detailed and descriptive that he takes you back in time to live among the people of Skye through the ages, understand their language, feel their struggles, analyze their politics and economics, and gain insight on their everyday-lives. "The warrior threat, the infant's plain, The mother's screams were heard in vain; The vengeful chief maintains his fires, Till in the vault a tribe expires! The bones that screw that cavern's gloom Too well attest their dismal doom"