As hard as it is to say I feel I must comment on the romantic image of the Jacobyte. Perhaps I should explain that I grew up a Jacobyte and I am still a "HARD CORE NATIONALIST." Just so there is no mistake in case of any slant in what I am about to write. My first language is/was Gaelic. I grew up running over the heather hills of the North West Coast in a house where a peat fire burned and our history was still taught over the fire at night in the Gaelic and the bible was read every day in the Gaelic. Later as a wee boy in Inverness there was many a day we cycled out to Culloden to play at rebellion. There was a deep pride and respect when we saw the massed graves etc. There were signs of rebellion in every inch of the town, (a lot of it has been knocked down in the recent past). OK so you will agree that you cannot get much more Highland than me, at least by the stereotypes. The best thing that ever happened to Scotland was the fall of the Stuart's and the tragic loss at Culloden. B.P.C. would have reigned from London same as all the other Stuart's. Culloden was more a civil war than a war of Independence, (Last time I shall admit to this). As with most nations it was the economy that cause changes. We went to war for money and power, we built an empire for money and power, and we migrated because of money and power, and all the pipes and all the tartan wrapped heather in the world will not change that reality. Now back to the romance it is a much easier pill to swallow. Dave