Wandering a little further to the north-east, you reach the top of Cairnpapple with its round Pictish fort – the place, as a not very intelligent workman whom we met on the hill told us, “where they aye met to burn witches.”
By the oh so intelligent and conveniently anonymous contributor to p266 of ‘Things New And Old in Religion, Science and Literature’ (1857). Online at Google Books.