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Ov a small ross, or promontoiy, in the boaom of tlie bay 
of Glenganiock, on the western coast of Scotland, stand the 
ruins of a parish kirk. Some roofless houses are neai;; the 
burial-gromid is filled with ancient gravestones, and the old 
bell, runs sometimes— and the peasants say moumftilly— by 
the wind, is yet risible on the sole remaining gable. This 
decay happened throu^ no faUin^^ off in devotion : there is 
still a suqnus of piety in the distnct ; but that carnal weed, 
stipend, fsuled to mcrease accordina to the wants of the pas- 
toral incumbents, and Glengamock, with its ancient name 
and traditions of a thousand years, was lost in the nei^- 
bouring parish of Drumdrousie. Though omitted in session 
records, and dropped out of county enactments, Glengaiftock 
was not forgotten. There is a Ioto which sunrives death, 
and upsets acts of pailiament : tiie old fomilies stood reso- 
lutely by the old name, and refused too to be buried in other 
earth than where their ancestora lay ; nay, at the present 
moment, the rudest hind regards the old edifice as he passes 
it with reverence, and at stated times some of the mver 
people go with their whole household, and perform family 
worship within the ruined walls. Yet we must not ascribe 
all this to devotion : the peasant sobers down his mood as 
he passes the burial-ground after twilight, because he be- 
lieves it to be haunted ; and the old famihes persist in speak- 
ing of Glengamock, and remembering its past glories, be- 
cause it helps to humble the pride of the upstart portioners 
of Drumdrousie. 

On the day — and it was a summer one*-on which this story 
commences, the little kiric of Glengamock wore another 
look : the roof of gray slate gUttered in the sun; the doois 


were thrown open, while the bell — ^borrowed at the reforma- 
tion from the abbey of Dmidrennan — ^intimated to the glens 
and hills that the Sabbath was come, and the hour of public 
devotion at hand. The place was lonesome, but not with- 
out beauty ; the hills which hemmed it in were green to the 
summits ; the coming tide was filling all the bay ; the sea- 
birds were darting on their prey amid the long lines of 
soughing foam ; two or three vessels of war or merchandise 
^ lay with their sails reefed at a distance ; one or two strand- 
ed, and half-buried skiffs intimated that th^ roadstead was 
danserous ; while the rooks on the firs sat so still, and the 
biros ill the bushes sang so sweet, as showed they were con- 
scious of safety on the sacred day. 

The people, too, shared in the calm gladness of the; 
scene : each ^le|i and hill had sent forth its douce and well-, 
dressed inhabitants ; they filled half the little burial-ground,, 
and leaned over the low wall, looking towards the west,, 
seemingly expecting the coming of some one. They cpuld 
not be waiting for the preacher, for he had already arrived, 
and was putting on his short Geneva cloak, and arranging 
the notes of his sermon in the house of one of his elders. 
The sex and the business of the person expected were thua 
announced by one of Uie eager gazers, Nickle Neevison by 
name. *' Ay ! ye may look till the een loup out of your 
heads — she's no the quean I take her to be if she come here 
to be made into a parish wonder." One or two silently as- 
sented to this ppimon,and walked into the kirk: those who 
remained were soon rewarded for their patience. 

A whisper arose among the gazers, and all eyes were di- 
rected to a young woman, who, screened till now by a suc<^ 
cession of broomy knolls, came towards the kirk : she came 
indeed, but she faltered, nay, trembled much, and seemed 
once or twice about to turn oack — she was on an adventure 
that appeared beyond her strength. When she came near 
aU eyes were cast dM)wn, or somewhat averted, and a mur- 
mur of pity arose among such as nature had not steeled 
against compassion. She was not more than eighteen 
years old ; her dress, a gray linsey-woolsey, indicated that 
she belonged to the humbler classes ; but her beauty waa 
worthy of any condition, nor was it hurt, but' perhaps height- 
ened, by a certain remissness in her apparel, and a trouble 
in her looks, oyer winch the lily and the rose seemed cha-. 
sing one another. Her hair, at that time worn very long,. 
was of a glistering brown ; and as it escaped in handfuL» 
from beneath her head-gear, she roised fingers, long, white,. 
fluid round, to shed it back and replace it j while her mantle^ 
one of those soft and delicate " whites" for which the dis-^ 
trict, Mys an historian, was famed in *' uncouth realms," hung 
a little awrr^, revealing a handsome form, such as artista 
dream of oftener than tliey delineate. As the passed inta 


the kiik friie hong her head slifffatiy, lix^ed neiflier to the 
right nor to the left, while her large bright hasel eyes had 
each a teardrop ready to nm tremUinff down her eheeks, 
orer which others, and hot ones too, had lately passed. ** I 
told ye sae, now!'' exclsinied Nickie Neerison; **Mm^ 
am's come, and she queens it rarehr ! Bat I trow Andrew 
YoTBtoun will puil down her pride for her.** 

Few of those who filled the burial^fffound seemed dis- 
posed to speak as harshly as Nickie Neevison : the elder 
people sighed and shook their heads — they Imd danghters of 
their own, and fear made them charitable ; while some of the 
younger and more outspoken disguised their feelings less. 
One having observed that at any rate Mary Morison hadgot 
a fine day to show her folly in, was rebiiuced by a second. 
^^It's sure," said this new authority, ''to be a bonnie day, 
find bring all the parish out, when a modest young thing 
0iaun mount and be rebuked: had she been some light- 
beaded haluket hizzie, ye would have had a tearing wind and 
a drenching rain, so that naebody but the doucest could 
have witnessed her suffering. I am sorry lor the young laird 
of Howeboddom : he wooed lang and pled sair, but what 
maun be will be, there's nae gainsa3ang of that." — ** It's just 
the way of a' weel fanred lasses," said a third ; ^ the^r slight 
the kind and the deserving, and rin a queer road with the 
rich and the deceitful, and end on the repentance-stool."*- 
" I think," exclaimed a fourth, " that three parishes are 
emptied upon us this blessed day ; look to the sea, behold a 
batch of sailor lads coming hither with all speed of oars ; 
yet they hive erred in every latitude ! There's a swarm of 
thrashers and ploughmen hastenine down the glen, as if 
they never saw a sonsie lass that haa tint her snood before ; 
and waur than a', yonder's a soore of shepherds from the 
inland hills : I feel already the smell of tar and braksha. I 
can bide the sight no longer.*^ The beU, as these words 
were uttered, ceased ringing, and aU the people entered the 
kirk and took their seats. 

Mary Morison, for that was the name of the young woman 
respecting whom all these words have been spoken — Mary 
Morison had already taken her seat. Now the seat occupi» 
«d by this rural beauty was, we grieve to say it, no other 
than the seat of shame — a bad eminence, known by the 
familiar name of " the Creepie" among rustics, and descri- 
hed in the sessional records as " the repentance-stool." A 
witty Scottish bard stigmatized it a hundred years ago in a 
satire called "Rome's Legacy to the Kirk of Scotland,** 
where he exhibits a male transgressor enduring penance in 
a way at once witty and indecorbus. " The Creepie" of 
Glengamock kiiic projected into the body of the buUding 
from a loft or balcony, and being of open Gothic work, the 
culprit, whether male or female, was visible, from head to 



foot, to all the ccmgregation. The more opulent or more 
pnident of the transgressors of the female sex usually baf- 
fled public curiosity by dropping a large thick veil over 
head and slioulders ; while male sinners, more philosophi- 
cal or more anxious to make full atonement, stood exposed 
and bare, and sometimes, it is said, excited by their depK)rt- 
ment a dangerous pity in soft bospms. Poor Mary Morison 
was not one of the opulent ; she had no veil to drop over 
. charms which had already ruined her own peace : sl\e took 
her place not without a visible shudder, but that soon sub- 
sideo, and left her with looks as pale and fixed as marble, 
and a brow where internal strife seemed to have given way 
to a calm and resolute composure, which enabled her to 
endure the coming rebuke or the church, the more since it 
could not convey a sharper pang to her heart than what she 
had already suffered. 

All eyes were turned upon her save those of the preacher, 
who had other follies, if not failings to cfecd with, before he 
touched on the ftailty of Mary Morison. He preached a 
sermon which wis a cuHosity in its kind ; it was directed 
against those enormities in female attire which in Old Testa- 
ment times awoke the indigaation of one of God's prophets, 
and in latter days induced a venerable divine to declare, 
that a handsome, well-dressed, rosy woman was a baited 
hook for Satan. He had all the examples of female vanity 
by heart : he was aware that one of the bards of the reform- 
ation had taken up a rhyming testimony against the flow- 
ing trains of the court-ladies ; and that Knox had thundered 
against the increasing influence of woman, and the unlove- 
liness of love-locks. Now the parish of this zealous pastor 
was very poor, and, moreover, lay much out of the way of 
temptation : there were but three silk gowns in the district, 
and Lady Roldan was reported to have one of velvet, which 
descended to her as an heir-loom : yet out of homely mate- 
rials the ingenious preacher contrived to raise up a strong 
rampart against modesty and virtue. He condemned au 
slippers that were low at the instep ; all gowns, whether 
silk or linsey-woolsey, which showed too much below, and 
concealed too little above ; all locks which were curled, 
by nature or otherwise, and polished busks and gimp bod- 
ice, he regarded as matters calculated to make ladies lose 
their balance, and become, like the young woman before 
them, candidates for the repentance-stool. " Some of us,'' 
muttered Nickie Neevison, " are safe enough in ony thing; 
t shall wear silk when I can get it, and satin too — ^were it 
but to vex him the mair !" 

Not a few of the hearers grew weary of a sermon which 
it had been their fortune to hear delivered, as one troubled 
with a particular memory declared, for the seven-and-twen- 
tieth time in six-and-twenty years. One began to think of 


lu8 Standing com, and was proapering in the aim- 
shine : another entered into a calculation of tiie lambs on 
his hills, and failed not to express a hope that they wooid 
he worth three half-crowns apiece by the lamb fair of Lock- 
erby; a third — he was a miser— read the Tarious sums 
written in eolden letters on the wall, ** mortified,** as it is 
c^ed, for &e good of the poor of the parish, by charitable 
wanderers who thought of their- native place in a far land ; 
a fourUi — he knew a fat haggis was ready to a. popple at 
home — eyed the smibeam as it crept, snau-hke, idong the 
wall, ana thought that Sol's westering wheels required 
greasing; while a fifth fixed his eyes on the grotesque 
figures which, like those carved on Cvothic corbels, sufnort- 
ed on their backs the burden of the seat which held Mary 
Morison. ' 

This seat was in thith a rare piece'^of workmanship, and 
once occupied a place among other fantastic sculpturings 
in the old Abbey of Sweetheart : the architect of the kin 
stole what he could not otherwise produce, and caused a 
group which had served antichiist to do duty for the reform- 
ed church. This required tact, and it was not wanting. 
No sooner had the artist given the finishing touch to the 
new repentuice-stool, than a hue and cry arose that Rome 
had a hand in the undertaking, and that one of her relics 
was polluting the reformed kiik of Glengamock. A stem 
divine of the district went and looked at and handled the 
group, then summoned the artist, and demanded an explana- 
tion. '* Here," said he, '' is carved^ fair, plump woman : a 
figure with an evil mien seems to have nold of her ; but 
how, or where, I camu>t well say, seeing that part of her is 
covered with a mantle : while here are two spirits — black 
or white — ^according as we may fancy, for they are of wood, 
-which appear to be bestowing nurture and admonition on 
the woman in a manner more picturesque than potite.** 

*' ¥ou have described it truly,*' refdied the artist ; *' it is 
not what it seems — ^it is symliolical. The woman plump 
and fair is her of Babylon ; the figure of evil mien which holds 
her up in secret is Superstition ; and the two bright shapes 
— ^they are bright, for their faces and hands are gilt — are 
Knox and Calvin, scourging the abominations of Rome.'' 
The artist prevailed ; but had the original meaning of the 
group been given, this relic of popery had found its way to 
the fire. 

From these and other reveries the hearers were suddenly 
recalled : the preacher, whose voice had hitherto maintain- 
ed a sort of swelling sound of a lulling influence, dropped 
all at once from a high cold strain of Is^rious invective, 
and in a tone very low, very distinct, and very moving, took 
up the subject matter of transgression. Succeeding events 
caused every word he uttered to be recalled and remember- 


ed : nor were they many, nor elegant, nor weighty ; hm 
time,. place, and circumstances hallow ordinary things, and 
give a sublhniity to expressions in themselyes simple. 

'* Young woman," said the preacher, ^ I will not name 
you, for your name was given for high things ; and for all 
that has happened it will be pronounced with honour in the 
land when these gray hairs of mine-^ay, and these bright 
ones of thine — ^are mingled in the dust. I shall not, there- 
fore, couple it with the sin which has brought you before 
the servant of the Lord this day. I leave it as a wad or 
pledge to be redeemed by virtue. Neither shaU I name the 
sin, nor descant upon it as some of my brethren are apt ta 
do : it is a word that may not be spoken, and the evil emi- 
nence which you now occupy sufficient}^ indicates it. But» 
oh ! woman, this is a sad descent from the bright statiom 
which till now you have held ; my eyes were upon you from 
* the time you were an hour old, for I watch over my people. 
I signed the sign of the Redeemer's eross on thy little brow 
— even then it was bright ; — I' saw you grow up the fEiirest 
of the flowers in this httle garden of my master's, and not 
more fair than bright ; for in wit and quickness of mind, who 
is there that has excelled thee 1 Your father died— nay, be 
not troubled at that — ^he was spared this humiliation of his 
hopes and home ;*-your mother died— I am glad you are 
more composed when I name her— for, oh I how gratefid 
you ought to be to God that she is in the kiikyard and not 
m the congregation;" 

The preacher paused for a little space ; the people looked 
alternately at the pulpit and the repentance-stool ; nor were 
Uiey unmoved to see tears in both places. He thus contin- 
ued his admonition : " Thou wert thus left fatherless and 
motherless, and the voice of God seemed to say to aU, ' She 
is as a lamb on the mountains : see how desolate she is !-— 
it is the duty of all who love virtue and loveliness towateh, 
over her — she is an orphan, and has no father to take her 
part, — ^no brother to be bold in a sister's cause.' But there 
came one who saw thou wert lovely, and desired tli^e ; who 
saw that thou wert unprotected, and that he might spread a 
snare for. thee in safety ;*-one who had daflied with the 
plumed BXiA painted madams of Edinburgh and London, and 
saw thou wert vain as, alas ! beauty ever is ; and with his 
wit, his wealth, his title, and his talents, set about, with' all 
the eloc^uence of a bright spirit, and the feelings of a dark 
one, to msnare and undo thee. How he succeeded, let thy 
present seat testify. He is not one of us : on him the light 
of the reformation has in vain been shed, and he belongs to 
a fold of which the keeper believes lumself infallible, waA a 
god. Were he one of us, he should this day have heaard 
truths suoh as none of his gay comrades dare tell him : 
worde— were he not as deaf as is the adder, of which he ift 


ft type-'HOore piercing than wrows, and hotter than the cin- 
ders of Tophet." 

As the preacher uttered these ^oids, the aound of a 
horse's hoofs was heard at the entrance of the kirk, and the 
jingling of the chauis and spurs of a rider ,.a8 he dismounted. 
In a moment a handsome, nay, noble-looking younff man, 
advanced up the central aisle; he threw his cloak from 
about him, folded his arms, and, pausing where the seats 
commenced, said, in a voice which had a touch of scom in 
it, ^* I am here ; and not so deaf as is the adder. What have 
yoa to say to me V 

The first feeling of the people was astonishment and hor- 
ror at this intrusion ; the next was to seize him, and thrust 
him with ignominy out of the church into which he pushed 
himself, as it seemed, to browbeat and insult. The preach- 
er saw this at a glance, and exclaimed with a voice which 
even made the intruder start,— ^ Touch him not, my people, 
I command you^. he comes not unsent— scarcely unexpect- 
ed ; conduct him to a seat.*' This was addressed to the 
elders— one of whom, an old sedate man, still remembered 
in the vale by the name of King Gorrie, from a certain sover- 
eignty of manner which he assumed among the hinds and 
mechanics, advanced up to this unwelcome visiter ; opened 
the door which led to the seat of shame, and motioned him 
to ascend, with a look in which there was as much sarcas- 
tic sourness as charity. When the door jarred, Mary Mor- 
ison, who, amid all this scene, had displayed a wondrous 
composure, seemed ready to sink where she stood : she 
looked below, and she looked to the pulpit ; shed back her • 

ringlets with her hand from her moistened face, and, by a 
sudden effort, regained her seU-command^-an efibrt equal 
to her whole jftrmness of mind and nerve. The /ioger of 
the preacher, and the hand of another of the elders, provi- 
ded a seat in which this intruder would not be considered as 
a culprit ; but he refused to be seated, and still with folded 
arms repeated his first interrogatory, ''I am here; what 
have you to say to me t" 

Andrew Yorstoun eyed him for a moment, and leaning - 
over his anas on the pulpit, said, ** I have nothing now to 
say to tiiee. Lord Roldan ; because I see from thy behaviour 
here thou art beyond reproof, and unworthy of having the 
rebuke of the chureh breathed against thee. I «ee in thee 
the last of a long line of valiant men, who often warred 
worthily for their country, and of all thy house there is but 
one whom I dare call coward, and he stands before me. 
Nay, put not thy hand to thy side ; I know thou hast a sword, 
and canst nse it with skill ; but brute boldness is not bravery, ^ 

any more than this pitiful bravado of thine to^ay is courage. ^ 

Who, of all thy n<^le ancestors — and some of them were 
not scmpnlous— would have wrought such vrreck of inno- 




cence and beauty, and then ventured into the house of God 
to glory in the wickedness ] Not one ! Not even Lord Ger^ 
aid, the most sinful of aUthy line— he who spilt the blood 
of saints like water upon the mountains, and smote God'B 
servant with his steel gauntlet till the blood burst over his 
Bible — even he, whom profane men called Hell-let-loose, 
were he let loose from hell to-day, would blush for thee^ 
and say thou hadst disgraced him." 

" Of me say what thou wilt," said Lord Roldan, not un*- 
moved. " But, old man, say nothing of my sires save what 
a son may hear. Go on." 

" I think the minister," whispered King Corrie to a broth- 
er elder, '^ is the braver man of the twa. What a capitol 
hand he would have been in the days of the Covenant, when 
men took to the hillside with broadsword and Bible, and 
found use for them baith." 

*-* Whisht, John," whispered the other ; " and hearken to 
the minister. Ye'll see him just now send this young whelp 
of Babylon howling home .to his mother as if the fiend had 
spilt a ladleful of melted brimstone on him. There it comes !" 

'* Then of thee alone will I speak, and sp^ak to ^y under- 
standing," said the preacher ; " and, godless as thou art^ 
think not to remain unmoved. Close your Bibles, my peo-^ 
pie, and shut your ears, if such seems good, for your mmister 
is to speak of carnal and worldly things." As he said this, 
he descended from the pulpit, advanced to^ Lord Roldan, 
took him by the hand, led him to a window, and said, " Look 
out there, and say what you see. You see the green hills 
and dales of Glengarnock : are they not beautiful ? They 
once called the lords of Roldan master ; ay ! and hills and 
dales, more fertile still, beyond them, told the same tale^ 
They are passed and gone from thy house, aiid strange 
names have sprung up in the land, and hold rule, and admin-, 
ister the law. Was it the strong hand and the sharp sword, 
think ye, which achieved this % No ! For who was there 
in all the north border more skilful to lead or more brave in 
fight, than were the men of thy name 1 .Their lands and 
their rule passed from them, not from want of strength, but 
through lack of virtue : they sinned, and God bereav^ them 
of their wisdom, and they became blind, and took the road 
to ruin, and called it the road to honour. See ! there is a 
streak of sunshine dven now on the tower of thy fathers S 
I accept that as a symbol that hope has not yet forsaken thy 
house. It is in thy power to redeem thy name from ruin, 
and replace it among the worthies of the land : it may be 
done by one noble apt: must I say what that act is 1" 

" I am no reader of riddles," said Lord Roldan, " nor sol- 
ver of mysteries — speak, and speak plainly." 

"I mean so, and not otherwise," said the preacher. 
" Hast thou the courage to look around thee ? Tnere is a 

IiOEl^ ROLHAN. 15 

woman anong my people whom thou hast gnevomly 
wronged : go, take her by the hand, and bid the church give, 
her with its blessing to thy bosom. '* 

Lord Roldan stepped some space back ; hia eyes light- 
ened more with amazement than anger. " 8tr Aeacher,'* 
he answered, " you are not so ignorant of both your Bible 
and the world, as not to know that I cannot unite with my 
own menial without degrading my rank, and stepping volunr 
tarily down from a station ten centuiies old.*^ 

*' I know,'' replied the other, " that we all are Grod's cre^' 
lures, made in his own Ukeness ; and fair, and beautiful, and 
brave^ and wise, and imaginative, accoiding to his good 
pleasure in bestowing his gifts. These are personal merits, 
and cajinotbe made heritable like the vales of Glengaraock. 
I have nowhere learned from inspired writ that God has 
forbid love and marriage between a young and well-mated 
pair— because, forsooth, the one was oy accident a lord, and 
the other by accident a simple maiden. Go to — find me a 
worthier reason, for all ore equal in the sight of Heaven." 

'' It is enough," replied Lord Roldan, colouring ; ** and 
miust satisfy aU who take upon themselves the risk of inqui- 
ring into my private affairs, that I wed no one below my de- 
gree. Are you answered ?" 

'^ No, man of folly and pride, I am not answered," said 
the preacher. " I laugh at such fantastic reasons, and you 
must find better when you answer for your conduct at the 
bar of the Most High. I am not answered ; and I tell thee, 
in the presence of God, and in the hearing of man, that the 
creature whom thou hast insnared and deserted might be 
lady to the best that ever ruled in thy house, and therefore 
thou art no more worthy of her than the reptile is of the 
damask rose into whose bosom it has crawled." 

The hot and impetuous youth seemed incUned at first to 
offer personal violence to his stem and inflexible monitor : 
but, if the intention existed at all, it was but for a moment. 
He drew himself haughtily up, bowed slightly to the 
preacher and to the people, and withdrew as suddenly as he 
came, leaving the whole audience amazed at his audacity. 

." It is weel for himself that he is gone," groaned an old 
woman. " Had he tarried amoment fonger, all the Bibles in 
the kirk would have been thrown at his presumptuous face. 
He is a handsome youth ; but the devil takes some pains 
in the fashioning of his snares." 

While this was passing, the. precentor lifted up his voice 
and began to sing the eighth psalm. All the people joined ; 
fijTst, because they were accustomed to follow when he led ; 
secondly, the psalm itself was a great favourite from its 
poetic beauty ; and, thirdly, not a few felt that the scene 
was indecorous, though they had a full belief that their 
pastor woyld triumph, nay, i>erhaps .prevail on the yonag 


lord to wed one more than worthy of him. At a sign from 
the preacher the singing ceased ; at a second sign, the seat 
of shame was vacated, never to be occupied again, for on 
the morrow it was missed in its place, and all the women 
cried out, " The church of Rome has claimed its own^ " and 
at a third sign, all the people rose, received the blessmg of 
their pastor, and left the church to seek their own glens and 
respective habitations. 

From the talk among the people on their way home, 
enough was said respecting the leading personages in this 
little drama to enable me to introduce them to the reader 
at full length. The Lord Roldan, of whose wild feelings 
and unsol^r deportment some display has already been 
made, belonged to a long line of nobles, whose fame, reach^ 
ing back beyond the days of the Bruce and the Wallace, 
suffered a sad eclipse by the change of religion, and of kings 
—-never to speak of a rebellion or two in which the lords of 
Roldan, estate as weU as persons, were engaged. They 
had maintained a sort of stormy independence against the 
overshadowing houses of Douglas and Maxwell-^-nay, they 
had once or twice raised their banner against their own 
liege lords, and submitted not without blows. A long train 
of misfortune crushed their strength and curtailed their 
patrimony; they unfortunately took the unlucky side in all 
national disputes, from the day that Knox contended for the 
light at St. Andrew's down to the day on which the field of 
Culloden was stricken. The reformado saints of the con- 
gregation pronounced that one of their best estates was 
church property, and gave it' to one who eschewed evil 
according to the tenets of Calvin : they lost the east wing 
Of their domains by siding with Charles Stuart against Oli- 
ver Cromwell, and thought to win it back by joinmff in one 
of the many plots hatched under the second Charles ; but 
instead of that the west wing went. The main body of 
their property was invaded, and the title endangered by the 
share which they took in the rising of the Earl of Mar, and 
they were only saved from risking the remainder in the 
year 1745 by the subtle boldness of Roger Morison, grand- 
father of the unfortunate Mary of Our tale ; who,, under pre- 
tence of selecting arms, enticed the Lord Roldan of the day 
into the dungeon of his own castle, and held him under cus- 
tody tiU Prince Charles and his men were passed and gone. 

This piece of service, which might have procured Roger 
Morison a halter instead of -thanks had ^e rebellion suc- 
ce^ed, was rewarded after the fatal day of Culloden by a 
benefaction to him and his heirs for ever of the Elftn-glen, a 
piece of sround more |>oetic than productive, and the nouse 
that stood in it and which he then occupied. From that till 
the present time the story of the Roldans may be briefly 
told : they hunted, they travelled, they gamed, and they 


sqvamdeteA, till the estate was deeply sunk by the load of 
its debt, and all that remained to the family was a massiTO 
castle, too large by one half for a household such as theirs^ 
and a rental of some three thousand a year : while all that 
remained of the family was the dowager Lady Roldan, a 
pious person, and, as the peasants said, as proud as Lucifer : 
Lord Koldan, her eldest son, whom we have already intro- 
duced, and Lord Thomas, her second son, now wandering 
abroad, banished, it is said, by the pride of his mother, be- 
cause of his attachment to a young lady of an heretical 
house. Of Mary Morison, who for the present must be our 
heroine, it is oiUy necessary to say, that she was left an 
orphan to inherit the Elfin-glen when some fifteen years 
old, and that faith in promises and behef in tows had 
brought her into that state of humihation which we have 
endeavoured to draw. 

. When the congregation of Glengamock separated, a laige 
portion sought their way to the g&ns which might be seen 
at a distance, each with its own particular stream and thin 
blue smoke ascending above the farmsteads and cothooses, 
bosomed or buried in the sheltered nooks and antique woods. 
The people were divided into some half-dozen groups, and 
each group discussed the conduct of the young Lord Rol- 
dan, the deportment of Mary Morison, and the e&quence of 
the preacher. The opinions were very various. 

*' It^s a fine thing," cried Nickie Neevison, whose tongue 
was ever in the van — **^ it's a fine thing, I say, to be weel- 
favoured. Madam there, where she tuces the road before 
us, may thank her curling locks and bright een for the escape 
she made : my certie I the minister advertised her talents 
and looks : he was harder on us decent and faultless folk, 
for a feather by ordinary in our head, and a flounce mbre 
than common in our gown, than he was on madam for doing 
what he would na name, poor bird-mouthed body, as if we 
didnae all know what he meant. Such gentleness is a pre- 
mium to folly : I'll answer for naebody after this.'' 

A milder voice took up the subject. " We must consider," 
said Jeanie Rabson, '' that beauty is a temptation, and speak 
mildly of the errors of loveliness. See how busy the bees 
and wasps are about this new-blossomed and sqented flower, 
while not one of them will touch that common weed." 

" Ye speak touchingly, my dear sister,"' said Ja^es Rab- 
son, the laird of Howebodaom ; " and when did ye speak 
otherwise 1 But will none of you accompany yonder uimap- 
py thing hame 1 — she has dreed a temble weird this day, 
and may need in her lonesome home some who can both 
think and speak." 

" And act too, laird," said Nickie Neevison. " But, 'las 

smee ! I cannot go : I lack experience in her needs, ye ken ; 

bu^ she cau get Marion Johnstone, u sure hand— mony's the 



ill-faured face which she has introduced to- daylight; and* 
better still, there^s Girzie Haffie, whom folk caU Nipneck — 
she nippit the neek of Sarah Steenson^s bairn-— end what she 
did ance she may do again. But what mad rider's this !— 
if here is nae the young lord himself! If he has heard what 
I said of tdm to-diay, he'll never stop his horse and talk wi' 
me as I come faame frae the market again." 

Exe she had done speaking, Lord Roldan was among 
them : he reined in his horse, and touching him p^^itly with 
the sptur, and curbing him sharply with a hard-bitted bridle, 
restrained him in his paces. He had, perhaps, some doubts 
of the propriety of his behaviour in the church, and took 
this opportunity of learning the public opinion.^ He was not 
kept long in the dark. 

. " I wish ye joy of your judgment, Lord Roldan," 'said 
Nickie Neevison. "Ye have made a grand e:diibition'of 
yourself! There's naught like you in all WiU Shakspeare— - 
na, nor Davie Lindsay neither. And on the Lord'tf day, too ! 
—but the better day the better deed." 

** So, then. Miss Neevison," said his lordship, with a smile, 
'* you approve of my exhibition, as you call it, and think it 
dramatic 1" 

« Truly do I, my lord," said the ready Nickie. *< All the 
acts of your house are naught compared wi't. Let me see 
— Lord Robert threw awav the mains of Plumdamas at a 
cast of the dice ; Lord William sold the estate of Cummer- 
craft, aikd threw all the gold it brought into the lap of his 
fause leman, Effie Macneu) ; Lord Roland, your ain grand- 
sire, threw away land and rent for the sake of the devil, the 
Eope, and the pretender. Na, na, the .best of them canna 
old a candle to you ; they could but build the wall, your 
lordship has laid on the capestane !" 

The young lord, so far from looking offended with this 
freedom, seemed to enjoy it much ; he smiled ag Nickie 

{proceeded with the muster-roll of follies in his family, and 
aughed outright when she gave the precedence to his own 
misdeeds. 'Hiis did not fau to make an impression on his 
audience, who, branching off, one by oiae, from the main 
way to their various homesteads, could, not help glancing 
back to get another glimpse of him. His look, and shape, 
and air merited all th£ : he sat his horse with a grace which 
intimated the saddle to be his familiar seat ; his jacket of 
sea-green velvet, with gold buttons ; his short clostk, lined 
with the richest silk, and fastened at the neck with clasps 
Btudded with Solway pearls ; the elegant unity of his form ; 
tiie proud expression of his lar^e dark eyes ; the haughty 
curi of his lip ; and an air 'of nobleness which, like sap in the 
tree, was diffdsed over the whole man ; together with his 
yo^th — bespoke favour, and won respect. Having made 
this fovourable improssion, he suddenly touched his hat» 

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pm spturs to his hoive, and galloped forward, and diaapoaar- 
ed in the ^rares which ahelterad, hut did not concoa^ the 
castle of his fathers. 

^ Weel, they are qneer deevils, these gentles, after a',** 
said a shepherd from the neighbouhng hills— ^' the young 
lord smiled, and yet hit his tips till t^ blood spraiig ; he 
lookod ^adsome, and yet he spmrred and corbea his poor 
horse ^without reason ; and did ye no smbo, when he laughed 
ontiigfat, how he gave my ladsrs spaniel such a whnck wi* 
his whip as sent it limping dn thsoe legs for the next hal^ 

On the yomig laiid of Howeboddom and his sister, the 
pleasant words .and agreeable person of Lord^Roldan made . 
no impression : they shrank from him, and regarded him 
with looks such as we cast on some shining reptile hrou^it 
from climes nearer the smi, and exhibited in our oM ifie, 
where a yiper or a snake is almoat a wonder. On reaching 
their own uireehold, they paused and heaitaled : *' Shall I go 
in, James t^ »Bdd Jeanie. 

** As you like,* said the brother. She, hovorer, entered 
not ; but, kx^dnff earnestly in his (ace, turned round, end 
said, more with her eyen than with her lipa^ ^ Shall I go to 
her, Jmnest** 

" Do so, Jeanie — my ain Jeanie,** he replied, and hurried 
into the house. To what these woida led must be reserved 
for the second chapter of this ^ own tnie tale.** 


«< The Idinmer kMldt in his loaf ; 
Quo' she, whe lives will see the pttxi, 
This waly boj will be use coot" 

Tny Elfin-glen, to which we must now reaoest the com- 
pany of our readers, was then in its summer beauty: it was, 
m troth; a ravine rather than a vale; and was formed by a 
little stream, which, in dry seasons, tridded rathw than 
flowed; but m winter, when rains fell heavy on the hills, 
came down red and foaming, leUing its moonand tongue be 
heard audibly in the land. The continual running of many 
centuries-farmed, too» with rocks and stones when in flood 
—had enabled the Elfin bum to est its way for a hundred 
feet and more down into the sotid but soft sandstone : the 
eddying of the water, as it tried to force its way, had form- 
ed a channel sufficiently winding and fantastic; while here 
and there a laige round whlnstone, revising to move totner 


till admonished, perhaps, by a thunder-plnmp, allowed itself 
to be whirled round and round, till an immense circular ba- 
sin was formed, filled with the purest water and the finest 
trout ; in the centre of which it lay smooth and polished, con- 
trasting curiously with theTrock around. 

The first leap of the bum might be some fotty feet, which 
it performed out of a bed of heather ; the second was about 
the same height, but, pausing in its way, shaped out many 
little chambers and cavemed galleries in the sides, till per- 
forming its third and last leapr within a few hundred yards 
of theElfin-cottage, it ran the rest of its journey smooth, 
and placid, and pure ; no more resembling the little turbu- 
lent brook which we have described, than a maiden sleeping 
on a bed of lilies resembles a tragic queen in a drama, with 
her hair floating, her eyes flashing, and her hands on the 
dagger or the bowL 

liie little glen was in its summer livery : the hazels were 
green, the hone5rsuckles abundant ; at the bell of each fox- 
glove a wild bee hung ; while the stream, as clear as the 
sky which overhung it, was scarcely heard as it lingered 
among the pebbles of its bed and the clustering bushea of 
its bsmks. But among none of its flowers did the feet of 
Jeanie Rabson linger, nor on any of its beauties did her 
eyes for a moment dweU: with nimble feet, and. an eye 
which challenged every object, and an ear that questioned 
every sotind, me hastened to the Elfin-cottage, 

Jeanie and Mary had been school commdes, and were en* 
deared to each other by ties of many kinds and colours. 
The former had the advantage in years, and in a certain se- 
dateness of judgment ; but in all other matters the latter 
was superior. To Mary no task was ever hard, and no dif- 
ficulty difficult : at school she mastered all her lessons with 
such rapidity, that she found leisure to aid Jeanie, and thus 
kept her close to her in the classes, nor did she ever seem 
to labour : hers was so happy a readiness that she had al- 
ways leisure for her little garden, into which she inth)duced 
many curious and rare flowers ; always time for play among 
the rocks and trees of the glen when her companions de- 
sired it. But better than all in the sight of her friends, she 
never presumed on the merit of her natural endowments ; 
neither, as she grew up, did she give herself those airs which 
inform us that the exnibiter is not only aware of her beau-r 
ty, but is resolved to have it acknowledged. 

All these and other Qualities were present to the mind of 
Jeanie as she approached the little lonesome dwelling of 
her friend. The door w^ open ; a fire gUmmered on the 
hearth ; a table stood on the floor, and upon it were placed 
some handtiils of berries gathered from the glen, together 
with new milk and butter. All was clean, neat, and even 
elegant ; but no living creature waa to be seen, save the ca( 

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tehich paired on the hearth, and die liirash which sung at 
the wmdow. 

Jeanie listened: ahe heard no one breathing; ahe looked 
at the bed, it was smooth and fair; she cried ** Mary,** with 
a voice at first low, and then louder, bat no one answered. 
She went hastily out, looked into a small j^ot of ground, 
fenced on one side by the perpendicular rock, and on the 
other by the £lfin bom, but Mary was not there : two hires 
of bees were at work ; and the red rose and sweet-william 
afforded them food, except when they chose to seek the 
heather*bell at the top of the glen, or the honejrsuckle in its 
bosom. She glanceu at the low rnslic seat in which she 
had often sat with Mary, platthMf caiiands of wild flowers, 
and sinffinff soncs such as the m& of the district wroC# : 
she lowed at the sunward bank of mingled thjrme and 
lilies, where they sometimes sat together listening to the 
song of the linnet or the thrush, or the laverock high in the 
air ; or, scarcely less melodious — the music of the stream 
lettering and gliding by. No one was there. '* Then she 
18 in the £lfin-cave,^' Jeanie muttered to herself; and hast- 
ening along the narrow margin of the bum, ahe sought and 
soon reacl^d this romantic nook. 

The Elfin-cave was a natural chamber in the solid rock; 
but mail had lent his helping hand, and fashioned a very 
handsome room, or rather gallery, on the sides of which 
were seats and tables ; nay, a rude couch had been shaped, 
and tradition readily added that it was once the retreat of a 
lord of Roldan, who desired to do penance for some offence^ 
real or imaginary, and becoming an anchoret, did good far 
and near, and even wrought miracles. As one of those 
miracles was the cure of the moor-iU taooog the cattle of 
the neighbouring uplands, we may at least allow him the 
merit of some medical skilL 

The cavern was roomy; the entrance low and narrow, 
cut so for protection, no doubt, in times of feud or invasion, 
for the approach was very intricate, admitting but one at a 
time, while it was fully commanded from the interior, so 
that those who approached were completely at the mercy 
of tliose within. A pure spring welled up inside, a spring 
never frozen by winter's cold nor diminished by summer's 
heat ; and, that naueht might be wantiiig to render this place 
of refiige secure, we country traditions gave it an under- 
ground connexion with the castl^ of Roldan-— or the remains 
of the ancient wilderness which still fringed the vale where 
the castle stood— but with which of those places the Elfin* 
cave communicated, rumour reftised to decide. 

When Jeanie entered the cave, sheheaxd a voice soft and 
low, as of one praying rather than Ispeaking : she reioiced 
at this, for she knew it was Mary ; and, advancing slowly, 
found her kneeling on the floor. Her hair was jmtied» and 

flowing oat' like a stream around, while her forehead was 
touching the cold rough stone. What confession she mad^ 
or what was the nature of the covenant which she entered 
into with her Qwn heart, was never known, unless it might 
be guessed from her after course of life. $he rose when 
she had done, and gazing on her friend, said sharply, " Why 
come ye herel Is it to look npon the fallen, and the 
trampled on, and betrayed— is it to hearken me in the clean- 
sing of my soul, that ye may tell the world that Mary 
Morison has made vows which she will not, cannot keep ? 
— But no, no," &he continued, in a choking tone, ^* Jeanie 
Rabson cannot do that — ^no, not if an angel bade her ; her 
heart is too good and too pare." 

Jeanie to<3c her in her arms, both from fear that she 
might faU and from love to her. " Mary," she said, as she 
placed her on a bench of atone, and sat down beside her, 
*' Mary, ye ken I never had muckle to say, but I winna for- 
sake ye ; ay I and there's another that I winna name, wha 
thinks as I think, and wiU do ,as I do." 

It was not the words, though they were of good cheer 
and sincere ones, which restored the composure and firm- 
ness to Mary's mind; it was the solemn covenant which 
she had ^ made with her Creator, and which she looked less 
to for respect on earth than she hoped happiness from 
hereafter. She turned her face to her friend, and said, 
*< Jeanie, the sore trial is over ; to look the congregation of 
ihe Lord in the face was what I greatly dreaded ; I prayed 
for strength and for composure^ and though both were not 
wholly granted, yet more than I merited was given. But 
oh ! to think that he should come, like a raven to a dove- 
cot, to triumph in ray shame, and to insult God's minister 
' at his altar. I teU ye, Jeanie — ^but what are ye going to 
say 1 I see ye have something to tell me." 

" I was just going to say," replied the other, " that I know 
not what Lord Roldan came for ; he thought muckle. about 
ye, weel I wot, else he wouldna been there ; but what his 
real errand was lies atween God and his own conscience. 
He was gajreu roughly handled, at ony rate; and I wish he 
had been mildly dealt with, for wha kens what he wanted 
to do 1" 

" Speak plainer, Jeanie Rabson, speak plainer. I can en- 
dure to hear the worst," said Mary, though a flush, which 
lestored the bloom to her cheek and the brightness to her 
eye, intimated that a vision, not of darkness but of light, 
was passing before her. 

*' To speak plain, then," said Jeanie, " I canna see what 
could have brought him, save to stand before God and man 
and say that Mary Morison was his wedded wife — ^waa 
Lady Roldan. And I can tell ye mair ; mony a ane thought 
wi' Uie minister, that a better or a bonnier never sat in the 


htils of Roldan. But, glide guide me ! whMX ails ye now? 
Ye were rosie enough no half a minote syne." 

The allusdon which had been made was too much for 
Mafy ; she fainted where ahe aat ; and though Jeaoie fanned 
her bosom, and applied water from the spring to her temples 
and brow, she was so long in retuning to life that she 
seemed gone for everi ^ Oh! that I had some one here,^ 
Jeanie audibly prayed, ** that could but help me to the caT- 
em-mouth with this poor sufferer— ae mouthful of the sunny 
air of heaven wad bring back the bi^ath that, if not departea, 
is departing. Oh I is &ere no ane of all the SaM)ath-break- 
ers suid idlers can come here and do but ae good deed in 
their life V 

It s^med as if her prayer was about io be answered ; 
she was startled with the sound, not from the entrance, but 
from th^ very bowels of the rock, of some one approaching. 
"There's nae road that way to upper air,'' muttered 
Jeanie ; '* but whether of the world above or of the world 
bdlow, I shall be thankful for its help.** 

'< I am of both worlds," said a female voice from thd 
iiimost recesses of the cavern, and at the same moment 
the well-known /ifure of Nanse Halberson was presented 
to the dubious looks of Jeanie. " Ah, Jean Rabson, is this 
you 1 I did not think any one would have been before me in 
a matter of this kind. I Jaloused Mary would be here, and 
so I came rather a roundabout road that I might not disturb 
her. But she will b^ out of her faint soon^ and then we can 
make up our minds to the whole matter. That's my bonnie 
woman, mote the other hand too. That will do finely. 
She begins to open her eyes. I wish we had her out of 
this wild place ; for, though fit enough to fley folk in— I 
think, Jean, my coming scared ye— it's no just fit for a 
lady's chamber, in which her bower-wom^n hoye to make 
her lighter.'* 

As she said this Mary Morison sat upright, shed back her • 
disordered tresses, and looked on Jeanie and on Nanse, but 
^lud not a word. 

Nanse had no desire to be silent; it was, perhaps, as 
much from a wish to keep the mind of Mary from reflecting 
on her sid sHuation, as from a natural turn for talking, that 
she now launched out^ " Weel, Mary, Utes, the hour that 
brought you a friend has made me a confirmed witeh^ Ask ' 
Jean Rabson there what she thinks of me now ; she ^as 
heard of me flying through the air on a kale-stock ; milking 
the kye of Drumcoltrum parks while sitting at my ain fire- 
side ; nay, was It not her own brother James, a douce lad, 
and ane that had an ee to you, Mary, that shot at me in the 
shape of a hare last HaUow-eve was a twelvemonth; and 
hunted me with his two hounds till I was fain to turn mto a 
moorhen, and fly for my life % But what's a' that compared 


to my coming through the fVeestone of El^-glen just at the 
moment I was wanted, and who kens but that I was on m/ 
way to Locherbrigg-Jiillt when I heard the wish uttered! 
Word was brought me by a sure hand, and the servant 
maiuia be slack when the master calls." 

*' Nanse, Nanse," said Jeanie, " the nuister whom by pub- 
lic report you serve, could have no desire that you should 
go on an errand of mercy — that ye should do a deed such 
as would, help to save your soul." . 

"And wherefore not" said Nanse. "What pleasure 
could Satan— since it^s of him ye speak— have in hauling the 
soul of a poor auld feckless wife like me thi;ough the low- 
ing caldrons of his dread abode V 

Jeanie stared at her, for she was little accustomed to such 
latitude of expression. "Nanse, woman," she said, "re- 
member what day of the week it is on ; and think, too, that 
Mary has dreed an awftil sederunt to-day, and mayna just 
like to hear sic words. I winna say ye are cannie or un- 
cannie, or that I either dread or fear ye ; but, come frae 
what cause it will, ye hae helped me ana reheved me in my 
hard mister and weirscales, and when ye are next our way, 
if ye will just ask for me at Howeboddom, I'll not only tie 
up a' the dogs, but I'll gie ye something home wi' ye that will 
keep ye cheerie in the winter hours, and James shall carnr 
it to yere ain doorstane ; ovly ye mauna bidliim come in." 

" There spoke all the parish of Glengamock in one voice," 
said NansCi " They will see things in a queer and perverse 
light. It's their pleasure to think me uncannie, and to call 
me witch. One gives me a, meal, a second malt, a third 
butter, while a fourth says, ' Nanse, if ye'U no shake our 
bear and spoil our milkness, I'll send ye a ewe-milk cheese 
the mom/ If the folk of Glengamock invest me with 
^wers which dinna pertain to me, am I to be a fool and re- 
fuse the honour. Na, na, Jean, lass, there's nae drowning- 
stakes and toom tar-barrels now; the Warst word I hear is 
witch, and the warst deed that's done to me is hunting my 
gib-cat and pouing my plums ; sae I think I'll e'en continue 
to enjoy the revenue that arises from fear; it's a surer one 
than that which comes frcHn love." 

Mary had now arisen, and was standing at the entrance 
of the cavern during the colloquy which we have related. 
" Nanse, come here/' she said, " and come, Jeanie, I hear 
suchja sough and sound as I never before heard; there's 
something strange about to be wrought in the elements." 

Nanse went to the mouth of the cavern, and looked up 
and looked down, and then laid her ear to the rock and lis- 
tened. "We are owre lang here," she exclaimed; "it is 
the sough of the linn, and denotes a storm — see if there is na 
a huge cloud as dark and grim as death sailing to the hill- 
tops ; there's a Solway-sea of water in its woiS>, and when 

t opens, down will come the Elfin bom ngiBg amid it* 
inns, like a hundred devils — let us hame, lasses. I mind 
¥eU the sinuner spate of the year of grace sixty-and-six ; a 
)rook that might have gushed through a lady^s bracelet at 
loon woidd have floated a revenue cutter before night : a 
v^eaver was drowned at his loom, and a hawk in her nest in 
Sifin linn. Listen to the sough again: it is the voioe of dod 
.mong the cliffs, crying to man to take care of himself i 
ee if the wee black water pyat is nae quitting the v^ry pool 
v^here it had its nest, and scekJDg the topmost towmng cliff 
43 a place of safety.'' So saying, she took Mary by the 
land, and descending the abrupt path which led from the cav 
m, sought the Elfin-cottage ; and, stirring up the fire, and 
eating herself on the long settle, colnposM herself like ono 
isposKBd to become a guest. 

To Jeanie, who had come to remain all night, this was not 
mwelcome ; neither was it otherwise to Mary, who, shaken 
y the misery of the day, seemed anxious for the repose of 
vening, yet felt that night which now descended had not 
rought the cure and relief which she looked for. Tl&e 
ound of the stream grew more and more audible : clouds 
lied all the space between the earth and the akv, and the 
and, which hitherto would not have shaken the leaf of the 
nn, rose high and sung in the lonely tree-tops, and moaned 
1 the Elfin-cavern with a voice which, but lor its loudness* 
light have passed for human. Apprehensions of the ap^ 
roachii^ storm were visible in Jeanie's face ; she grew pale 
ad anxious ; it was otherwise with Nanse, who seemed 
ot to dread, but to enjoy it : she went to thetloor, nay, round 
le house, and as she went was heard to mutter, ^ Ay ! a* 
ght and tight ; the wind canna tirPt nor the Spate reach 
, and if it pleases God to keep his forked h'ghtning from 
, we shall all see his blessed daylight afiain." 

" She's a fearfu^ person," muttered Jeanie, ^ and kena 
lair than she ought to ken, but I hae nae occasion to mope 
[id mail wi' her. I'll speak her fair, however, for I shouldna 
ke to have our steading stript wi' ane o' her whirlwinds.'* 

'^ Maiy, my bonnie woman,'' inquired Nanse, *' are ye the 
arse, think ye, of the sad kemping ve got in the kirk, and 
ye feel ony pain frae the the Elfin^cavem! 
he minister's tongue's no quite so musical as a lady's lute, 
or was the couch o' stane a bank of violets." 

Mary moved her hands as if she implored silence, and 
lid, in a low tone, ** If I am suffering I have but myself 
) blame for it ; the worst word to me in the kirk to-day 
'as but owre gude, and the hardest spot in the Elfin-cave 
ofter than I deserved." 

" Hout tout, my bonnie lass," sqid Nanse, in a soothing 
me, " ye're no half so bad as ye think ; and as for those 
rho were witness pf yeie shame to-day, there's soijae of 
B 3 



them I could name who ought to have hid their faces. Yo 
kieedna glowre at me, Jean ; we a' ken that Ephraim Rab* 
son'B daughter, though no sae bonnie as she might have 
been, and she's gave and weel that way too, has walked 
pure and upright; but as for Kate Kissock of Foulilosh — 
I saw her gae by wi' three feathers in her tappen, and Jenny 
Jamieson of Walawaas : and — ^but why shoula I talk of folly 
on a night like this 1 Only hear at the wind how it comes 
raving down the linn ; if it gets na drink it will gae wild, and 
then what will come o' the faulded lambs on Glengamock 
hills, and the poor feckless birds in bush and bower ? We sit 
warm and co^ie within bifgit waas, and -never think o' the 
bits o' feathered handywark o' God, how they maun bide the 

" She eanna be a witch and feel as she says," thought 
Jeanie to herself, and she moiled her seat closer to that of 
Nanse, and gave her fears to the wind. 

It was now well advanced m the night ; not a drop of rain 
had fallen, and the wind, which in angry and lengthened 
gusts had shaken the trees like wands, dropped /}own so 
low as scarcely to be audible. **Is it possible," Nanse 
muttered to herself, "^at the thing is to pass away like a 
dream ; that all the signs and tokens of the earth and air ar6 
to be like auld wives' clashes % But that canna be. There 
never was a bairn bom to that house— a lad bcdm, especial- 
ly — that had nae thae dread accompaniments. I maun be- 
prepared." So saying, she produced a small walise, or 
large pocket, and from the interior of it fished up, first, two 
or three htUe thick round cakes;- secondly, some white 
sugar, split neatly into small bits ; thirdly, some hyssop, cut 
and chopped ; fourthly, some dried flesh of hare ; and fifth- 
ly, a neat cup and saucer, of an antique shape, with flowers 
varnished into the material. These she placed on the table, 
one by one. 

" Nanse," said Mary, ** my home is humble, and my wealth 
is small, but I have aye something in the cupboard to main- 
tain the mense of the house. But I see ye put trust in nae- 

" 'Deed, my bonnie lady," said Nanse, " ye are far mistaen 
in me, as the ballad says ; I put trust in every one, but I 
darena put trust in myself; I am a wanderei^-whiles I'm 
on yonder hill-top-*whiles in some broomy hoUow, and 
whiles I'm on the cairid open moorland, wi' no a creature 
near me but the moorhen and the whaup. Sae I even carry 
the materials of life with me ; but these whilk I have pro- 
duced now are no the common stuff that life's made of • 
they were selected with care and with knowledge, to be 
used when the hour comes— and I think it's e'en coming 
now." * 

While she was yet speaking large drops plashed on the 


roof; a* gust of wind cmne which seemed bent en rootinr 

out bosh as well as tree from the g^en, while a ^am or 

lightniog rendered sea and land alike visible, accompanied, 

rather than followed, by a cl^ of thunder, that seemed to 

ruii> in the veins of the solid earth as well as throuffh the air. 

'* There r' said Nanse, as she returned from depositing 

the iron crook and tongs on the outside of the nouse— 

'* there's the forerunner ; and it will be a gaye and stiff storm 

if that be a true samide. Mary, mry doo, ye had better streek 

yersel down, and tiy and get a blink of sleeo ; but first take 

a cupful of my cordial, and eat a hit of my cake ; ye will feel 

the benefit oi them baith.'' So sajring, Nanse prepared a 

beverage resembling tea, which slie ponred into tne little 

cup we have already noticed ; to this she added sitfar and 

cream, and, taking with her one of the small romm^cakea, 

went to the bedside, and whispered, *' Mary Mcxiaon, listen 

to me. D'ye understand these tc^ens in earth and air I 

They are intimations that a son is to be bom of the Roldan 

blood. I ken the thing weel ; and so it has ever happened 

since their castle stood in Glengamock, and that's an aidd tale. 

Drink this draught, and eat this cake ; the dale will tell ye 

there's sorcery in the one and Witchcraft in the other, but 

dinna trow them ; it will be nae mair than enough to get ye 

through^the howe of this nifht That's a good lass ; ye will 

soon be somethiujg else. Now lay down your bead, and 

compose yersel with your best skill.'' She retired from the 

bedside, and, sitting down by the fire, spread out her palms, 

and seemed for some time employed in prayer. 

*' Jeanie Rabson," she whispered, when she had conclu- 
ded her devotion, '* dinna mind me ; I am ane of the old 
church, ye ken, and maybe my ways seem strange in your 
flight; but the cordial I have given her has been blessed be- 
yond sea, and blessed here ; and, moreover, it ia sovereign in 
soothing women in the trial-pang. And ttie prayer I mut- 
tered was to the patron saint of the house of Roldan : sae 
all is done that can be done ; but bless me ! Jeaxiie, these 
are braw matters for a Morison : here's a laced cap, worth 
a couple of gowd guineas ; a barrie-coat and bodice fit for a 
prince ; and, did ever een see the like ! a wrapper made, 
for aught I ken, of cygnet down. How has she come by 
these, think ye \ They look like the casUe! I'm rad this 
lass is no sae simple as she seems." 

The other listened to these words of «uspic]on with an 
untroubled brow. " She is just what she seems, Nanse, 
ami nae mair," Jeanie replied: "she has a proud spirit, 
and sae the hale land will see yet ; but these braws she 
maona bear a' the blame of, neither : what could a body do t 
I e'en put to my hand anid helped her ; she will find few 
enow to help her soon ;" and the tears stood in the maid* 
em's eyes as she spoke. 


'* I wish that I were really a witch-wife," said Nanse, 
** that when I shake all the crops and kill all the cattle of the 
hard-hearted nabobs of the land, I might spare what be- 
longs to Howeboddom, to show my good-wul to the name 
of Rabson. What's that 1 Did ye no hear a voice ?" 

Jeanie had been arranging, behind a httle screen, the gear 
which we have allowed Nanse Halberson to describe, and 
was looking on it with a quiet eye when this question was 
put. " I hear naught,'' said she, '* save the increasing sough 
of the wind, and the rushing plash of the rain : it's a dismal 
night !" 

'' It is just the fit night for a Roldan to be bom in. Hear ! 
ly'ye no hear how tne demon of the tempest is coming 
plunginff from Unn to linn ; and see, the hand of time is on 
' the stroke of twal'. That's the poor lassie moaning in her 
sleep ; the cordial will enable her to steal a wee bit of a 
sough and a dover. O ! I mind the night weel on which the 
present Lord Roldan was bom : ye would have trowed that 
the air was on Dre, and that demons were trampling down 
the green groves of Glengamock : the very dead, it is said, 
crap out of their graves, and sat in spectral rows on the 
throughstanes, thiiSking it was the day of doom.'' 

" Preserve us !" said Jeanie, edging her chair nearer to 
Nanse ; ** that's awful talk : would it no be wiser, think ye, 
to pray a scriptural prayer, than to be speaking of demons 
and the hour of doom ? I tmst both are distant." 

" It's nae time for doctrine now," said the other. " D'ye 
hear that 1 All the little streams have united their floods, 
and poured them down the EUin-glen: only look out! 
there's a torrent that would float Roldan castle, if it were a 
riiip, and a thousand mariners on board." 

dy those acquainted with the strange rapidity with which 
streams swell into irresistible torrents when a thunder- 
plump descends on the uplands, no explanation win be re- 
quired for the inundation which now poured down the Elfin- 
glen. Each nttle hollow acting like a filler, and every brae- 
side contributing its share, supplied the narrow linn with 
more water than it could well swallow ; while trees, and 
stones, and earth, mingling with the flood, came tumbling 
down, dashing from rock to rock, from linn to linn, and from 
cave to cavern, with a noise and a tumult to which little in 
these isles can be compared. Just as the first tremendous 
dash of the torreflt reactied the leap beside the Elfin-cavem, 
and came plunp^ing, with all its stones and trees, shaking 
the cottage as if the demon of the storm had seized it by 
the roof, a deep, ^eep moan, and a faint scream, hurried 
the two watchers to the bedside. 

" I kenned it wad be this way,'* said Nanse. " They have 
haith coihe together, and I like it all the better, Mary, my 
doo ! Mary Moxison I it's a' safely owxe ^^t^s a braw boy* 

** Is it world-like r mmniiited alowToice,<<foro]i9itlia8 
come in sorrow !" 

*' Warid^Uke !** exclaimed Nanse, << wha ever saw ana of 
the race that was nawaiM-like t The Roldaoa are ^e hand- 
somest forms in all the aouth coontree.** 

A slight flush was risible on the mother's face at these 
words ; she clapped her hsnds, and holding them aboTC her, 
looked up and prayedr-^rayed for the fourth person of this 
little lonesome commnmty. 

'* Ye maun take another mouthful of the blessed coidial»** 
said Nanse. ** Na, nae naysays : the noble grandmother of 
this bonnie bov— a bonnie boy he is, I can tell ye — drank 
the self-same draught out of the samen cup, when abe was 
made liffhter of Lord RoMan. Now compose yersel; I 
have had tenderer gear to handle than ye are, weel I wot; 
ye will do well enough." 

The storm which still raged, and the torrent which still 
came pouring down, were unheeded 1^ Jessie in the deep 
interest which she took in this trying scene, and more par- 
ticularly in the motions of Nanse, whose conversation and 
doinff had not at aU removed the kind of suqacioos dread 
which h^ character was calculated to impress. She put 
some pure water into a basin; then taking a small vial 
from her bosom, added its contents to the waiter, drop by drop. 

'* Nanse,*' thus Jeanie interrupted her, ^ye have done 
aundry things this night for which thero is nae soripturo 
warrant ; the blessed cordial was ane, this water is another 
— ^it^s a piece of pajnstry, I dread. This bonnie wean shall 
be brought up nae sic gray gate, I tell ye, aa suro as I am in 
the body." 

** Then wash and dress the bairn Terself)" said NauM^ 
highly offended at the remarks about her creed. 
« Jeanie, without sajring a word, took the babe tondeily be- 
tween her hands, washed it genthr und dexterouidy in wa- 
ter which she declared was unpolluted with popish devices, 
dressed it with equal neatness and skill, and tnen said, ** I 
think I may venture to restore it to the motiber's bosom, for 
oh ! her heart maun be yearning for it." 

Nanse looked on all wb with an interost winch showed 
that her sudden anger was as suddenly subsiding. 

*' Ye are an odd oreaturo but a kind ane, Jeanie Rabson,*? 
she said, *' and I shall never mair be vexed at what ye say, 
for ye mean well, ye mean well. Wha would have Uiought 
that a mim mou'd maiden could have handled a babe sae 
saftiy and drest it sae deftly t but ye needna offer it to the 
mother's bosom e'en now, for the blessed cordial, be it of 
papist or Protestant descent, is doin^ a kindly natural office. 
There, d'ye see how she's smiling m slumber 1 She thinks 
she has the babe in her balmy bosom. When could ye have 
nAde a4nnk that could have done that V 


80 tOEB EOLBAir. 

"Nanae,^* said the other, "lei xm ken atie anither better 
frae this time forward. I. never met wi' onybody that I 
fomid to be' so bad as they were caM. Bnt, oh ! woman, 
why should ye gar us trow that ye are nae camue, and why 
should ane sae sensible traffic and troke wi' the black deli»- 
•ions of papistiy V 

Nanse smiled, though a cloud darkened her brow ; and* 
taking the babe from Jeanie, she examined it all over, her 
face brightening and clouding alternately as she handled 
every part. 

Then, inclining her ear bedward, and holding up her finder, 
said, '* Mary's asleep still : I will read the doom of the bube : 
listen, Jeanie." Attentively did she listen ; for the myste- 
rious air and manner, and a certain knack in hitting marks 
afar off or dimly visible, had obtained for Nanse a reputation 
hovering between lortune-teUer and witch. 

" How long, and white, and round the fingers are, and how 
shapely the wrist and palm ! I could show you, Jeanie, but * 
it's Chaldaic to -you and to millions more, how by ilka score 
and line I can see as plainly as in a book what will be the 
fortune of the babe.'' 

''I'm no sure that such knowledge is lawful," said the 
other. '' It is but the knowledge of nature," replied Nanse : 
*' D'ye think that the fortune here, and the fate hereafter, 
of ane and a' of us, is not distinctly written down already ? 
There's mahr bright than what is black here : he will be a 
man ; ay, and a brave and a noble ane ; and win raair fame 
in far fields than all the Roldans ever won at hame, and they 
have nae won little. He will be in peril by man's machina- 
tions : and as he was bom in a storm, so stormy at first will 
>his fortunes be : he need neither dread fire nor steel, but let 
him beware of water. What was that 1 I hpwcd something 
which belongs nej^er to the wind nor the rain without !" 

^ 1 hear nothing," said Jeanie. ^ And d'ye think, now, 
Nanse, that it is written he will b^ Lord of R<^dan ? 01 U 
I could but be sure of that, how light my heart would be ; 
andO! whstaloadit would lift off Uie heart of Mary! Eh! 
I did hear something now !" 

Nanse had already lisen ; and walking over the floor as 
softly as if she walked on eggs, opened the door, and went 
out. Jeuiie imagined she heard whis^ringa : and, gently 
depositing the babe in the moliier's bosom, went into the 
i^n air. The rain had ceased; the clouds were passing 
,away; there she found Lord Rol^ in conference with 
Nanse Halberson, and heard the latter say, in answer to the 
other's questionr^'' A brave boy, and Ae mother in a healthy 

Jeanie stepped in between them, and pushing aw»y a 
purse which Nanse was on the point of receivinf^, said, 
^' Take it back, my lord, and begone: you are insulting on0 
who cannot now protect hersslf." 

hoMD «oia»Air. 81 

*' Yov know not what yoQ are doing, yoaaffwrnnaa," said 
Lord Roldan ; " you are refuaing fcwtune for the abaeot." 

'^ I know well what I am doing/' replied Jeanie ; ^* and I 
carena what I am refusing : I am domg for Mary what I 
know she would do for me. » Do you think that by gowden 
presents, and playactor speeches, ye can bdng back peaco 
to her bosom ^'^ 

" AH the people are mad,*' muttered his kndshqm *' wiM> 
speak or act for this young woman." 

"You are a base and deroicable perscm!" ezclaimed 
Jeanie. " The moment that Maty found yon Tile- and per- 
jured, that moment y^ were as a shadow to her. O that! 
had but my honest brother's strength, I would toss ye hettd» 
long into thaX raffing stream, and let the demon that y0 
serve bring ye to dry land!" So saying, and half dragging 
her compamon with her, Jeanie re-enteied the cottage. 

'' Ye have a spice of the very demon that watches over the 
house of Roldan in ye, Jeame Rabson," said Nanse ; *' and 
wha would have thought it t How d'ye think that Mary and 
her boy-babe will shoot owre the mony winters and atmmera 
that maun intervene before he can take a man's task on 
him ? Yon purse was heavy, Jeanie, lass." 

"All the better, Nanse, aU the better: we want nane of 
his benefactions ; we wish never more to see his fac^ ;' we 
wish never more to hear of him." 

" We,indeed!" retorted the other; «*didwebaithenrwith 
the young loid--are we art and put in this mstterl My 
certie! yeioeweel." 

" Yes, I say we," repHied Jeanie, her brow fluahing as she 
spake. " I say we to Uie w(»ld, because, though we were 
not comrades in folly, we shall be comrades now since she 
is in adversity. But oh, Nanse, what difficulty there will 
be in getting herproud nature to stoop to be obliged to ony 
anef It is there I dread her, and ye maun help me, Nanse ; 
we raann lay our heads together, and even impose upon her 
that we may help her." 

Nanse took Jeanie silently by. the hand, and pressed it, 
while the tears were drooling from her eyes. " Ye are a 
right-hearted maiden— ^y ! I'll help ye, Jeanie." 

When the mominf dawned, the wreck which the storm 
had wrought vras visible through the little vale ; the herbs 
and flowers, rooted out by the torrent, w^re heaped on the 
cliflB which overlooked the pools of the linn, and large trees 
were swept away, or hung splintered and shattered around. 
The tenants of the hnns had been the sorest suflferers. - 

"There they lie," said Jeanie, "the ringstraked, the 
speckled, and the q>otted. There's a aermon in them: 
owre muckle o* the element they loved has been their ruia. 
as owre nauckle prosperity is.ihe min of man. Yesteid^^ 
they wantoned in the stream, and lap, and swanii and longeo 

3ft LORD ROLBAir. 


for a shower, to bring them flies Arom the air and food trom 
the earth: the shower descended — and where are theyt 
They were tossed about like straws by the impetuous tor- 
rent, and there they lie by the dozen •among Mary's roses 
and lilies. Let us carry some of the fairest to her ; for, as 
the sun is now risen, she will be awake.'' 

They went into the cottage : Mary had admitted the babe 
into her bosom, and, with blushing cheeks and eyes filled 
with tears of mingled wo and gladness, was looking at the 
boy where he lay. 

'^ God has not been unmindful of ye, Mary," said Nanse. 
" There's a boy to your bosom ! such as a mother would 
pray for : he will be a blessing to you, and an honour to the 
Uni — and sae his fortune's spaed. But we maun find him 
a name : let us^'en lay his mother's and father's together, 
and call him MoaisoN R0I4DAN." 


^ ^ "^ u Out spake a dame, of wxinkled eild, 

O' gude adyjsement comes nae ill." 


TfiB story of Mary Morison flew over the land. By some 
it was averred that she was ^e wedded wife of the young 
lord, who hesitated to own his love for one of low deffree, 
and a heretic ; others said that he was an infamous loon, 
and the lass a base limmer ; while Nickie Neevison, dis- 
senting from all, declared that the young lord rode down to 
the Elfin-glen at midnight, to own nis marriage and kiss his 
babe, but was confronted by that witch, and what was waur, 
papist, Nanse Halberson, who coost her cantraips owre 
nim, and hindered him from doing what was righteous, even 
though Jeanie Rabson — and blessings on her weel-faured 
face for it — ^fleeched, and prayed, and amaist gade down on 
her knees to the carlin, to consent to the interview and the 

" But waur nor a' " — ^thus Nickie concluded her version 
of the story-^"when the young lord — ^there's something 
gude in all of the name of Roldan— found that glamour pre- 
vailed, he had enough of Christian strength left to drop a 
purse of gowd — mair nor the carlin could weel lift— at her 
feet ; and then, as grace wad have it, his horse bore him 
away frae peril. And what d'ye think she did wi' it 1 Laid 
it by for the creature and the guiltless wean? Na, troth 
atweel no : she flung it right into the raging torrent, and 
bade the devil dive for it if he wanted it ; and that's bb true 
as I am here.'* 

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tORO ROLSAir. 39 

These ramonrB reached at last the caade of Roldan : thejr 
entered first into the ears of the cowkeeper, the shej^eray 
ind the gardener, who held the dread secret for the space 
)f an hour ; and then, to make their minds easy, shared it 
¥ith the dairy-maid, the kitchen-girl, and the errand-boy. 
•*or the ease of their consciences, Siose lower fonctionaries 
nformed the steward and housekeeper of the rumoiir ; who 
v^ent together^and told it to the lMy*s own maid ; she in- 
itantly sought out the priest, and hesitated not to iatrodo 
»n his devotions, to lay the important secret before him. 
[Tie priest told her she was a food girl, nJuted her, and 
aid, '' This comes of encouragmg heretics ; I must com- 
[tunicate the same to ray honoined lady. To err with one 
f the true church is doubtless an error ; but to commit 
oily with one of the unbelievers, is a sin for which the 
:huTch demands severe atonement." 

" But," said my lady's own woman, imboldened, peihaps, 
y the familiari^ of the priest, ** they say that our young 
3rd holds queer notions- m church matters, and disna take 
t all for gospel which the church believes. I myself have 
leard him say that some of the saints in our calendar were 
naves ; ay ! and that sundry of the ladye-saints were nae 
etter than ye tell me Mary Morison is.'' 

'^ My child," said the priest, bestowing a second and more 
Dctuous salute, ^ let not such things distuib you : it is 
nough that we keep up observances, and stand in the eyes 
f the woild in the porch of the church ; we cannot aU be 
1 the sanctuary. I will enlarge on this at a more oppor- 
ime season ; I must seek out the godly lady, and inform 
er of this mischance." 

Lady Roldan was sitting in her withdrawing-room, dotlk- 
d in silk so thick that her gown refiised to sit down with 
er, but continued to stand, though not quite so stiffly as 
er two female attendants, who, mistaking the statelmess ' 
f their mistress for austerily, put on looks worthy of monu- 
mental alabaster before life and poetry dawned upon art. 
hose two household authorities were mforming her of the 
ivages of the unlooked-for tempest of last night; and 
tough they both spoke at once, and both thought them* 
dves listened to, it was ^evident that their lady's mind was ' 
jt with their tale :-^t was busy with an event ushered in 
r the like elemental strife ; namely, the birth of Lord Rol- 
m. This communicated a melancholy thougfatfulness to 
3r looks, which accorded well, too, with the dim but ele- 
mt antiquity o( the room where she sat. The walls, and 
>or, and ceiling were of Scottish oak-His black as soot, 
id as hard as stone : tradition added-*~and all of one tree, 
>o ; but the massive beams, and the deep and far-projected 
irviogs, rendered the legend too romantic for even popular 




The seclusion in which the Lady Winifred lived, her 
stateliness of manners, and intercourse extending butio a 
few old Catholic families, impressed the people of Glengar- 
nock with a respect for her in which there was a small ad- 
mixture of the superstitious. As she was eminently chari- 
table and humane, the hospitality of her house and her 
personal attentions were oft«n called into action ; for when 
a vessel was wrecked in the bay — and the shifting sand- 
banks rendered that a frequent occurrence — ^who was so 
reader as the household of Lord Roldan to help the mari- 
ners in their struggles for- life, or whose hand was so ready 
as that of the L^dy Winifred to render that life endurable 
which she had helped to preserve. She was therefore heard 
of chiefly in times of storm and disaster, which induced thai 
district authority, Nickie Neevison, to aver, that her lady- 
ship had more of the raven than the dove in her nature, 
since she only made her appearance when ships were sink- 
ing, women shrieking, and men drowning. All this was 
wellnigh lost on the peasantry in the dislike which they 
entertained for her rehgion. 

** She's a good woman," said a Presbyterian ; " it's a pity 
she's a papist." 

" She^ll get a scaud, I fear me, for a' her acts," said a 
Cameronian ; '' for good deeds are as cauld as clarts, and 
charity is but a filthy rag ; she lives among gods of stone 
and of brass : will they save her ? Na, na !" 

** She caused three poor lads to be haurled irae the wild 
waters," said an Independent ; " and gave Uiem food, and 
wine, and red gold. How did she ken but she was stepping 
in between them and God, who was reading them a great 
moral lesson ? it was an unweighed act, and if they work 
any mischief in the sight of Heaven, she'll find she has 
mickle to answer for." 

Such were the notions held by the peasantry of the land 
concerning the charity of Lady Winifred on the morning to 
which we allude ; and, to say the truth, her deeds that way 
were not «t all acceptable to those of her own household. 
They beheld in every vagrant fed, every wanderer closed, 
and every destitute person, whether of sea or land, who par- 
took of her botmty, not a fellow-creature gladdened and 
sent on his way rejoicinff, but a sort of human cormorant, 
crammed with the good things which should have found the 
way to their own lips ; covered with the clothes which they 
reckoned their perquisites ; and enriched with the money 
which they calculated <m as an ad<tition to their own wages 
due to their worth. 

When it was announced to the Lady Winifred that Father 
Bortl^wick desired an audience, she rose, and retiring into 
the audience-chamber, placed herself in a sort of chair of 
state, in which the lords of Boidan sat while administering 


jQstice. Whenever the lady thought it necessary to occiroy 
, this beredituy seat, the tidings spread through the fomily, 
and twenty ears and as many eyes were put in situations 
where they could both hear and aee without chance of de- 
tection. The chair increased the solemnity of the scene : 
it was carved richly, and very massive ; chenibe* heads ter* 
minating below in eagles' claws, presented their plmnp 
faces, and shome bright with frequent handling, throwing 
back at Uie same time their ample wings, forming arms too 
high for the ease of the occupier. On the back, thistle-blos- 
som and leaves were intertwined with the coenisance of 
the house of Roldan, a scallop-shell and sword ; and over 
the whole a mermaid was sculptured, with her long hair 
wanderinj^ like sea-waves, while, instead of harp or mirror, 
she borein her hands a new»bom male babe, countenancing 
the tradition that the family came from the sea. On either 
side of this formidable seat stood Lady Winifred's two fe- 
male attendants ; and all eyes were on the door, when it 
opened slowly, and Father Borthwick stood before her. 

^ Be seated, and -be brief," said the lady, '* for I have that 
on my spirits which requires private communing with my 
own mind." She motioned him to a seat, but Fauer Borth- 
wick preferred standing; it gave something of an impor- 
tance, he imagined, to Ms words ; while a chair was rather 
a plac^ for familiar conversation, and therefore unsuited for 
the purposes of rebuke, admonition, or denunciation ; three 
points of Christian doctrine in which he excelled., 

^' Lady," said the father, " I come with no tidings of joy : 
the saints have permitted a shower to fall upon Uie moun- 
tains, which hatn swoUen the rivulets to rivers, and lambs 
have been swept away, with much fine linen that lay whiten- 
ing on the banks." 

Lady Winifred nodded. Sinning, ** Go on, I have heard 
something of tMs ; we shaU mid a remedy." 

** The cure must come from Christ, lady, and from the 
holy Virgin, and from the blessed saints ; but there are mat- 
ters for which there is no cure, even the deep cancer of 
heresy, for it is of that I must now speak." 

** Say on," said Lady Winifred ; ^* we are not at this hour 
to learn that the ancient church is sore bestead in this land, 
and that foes, who never agree among* themselves, have 
inited against her, and desire to see the plough passed over 
he sites of her sacred altars. Gro on." 

Father Borthwick darted an indignant glance, — ^not at the 
sMly, but at one of her two attendants, who chanced to be 
. Presbyterian — ^took a hasty stride or two about the cham- 
er, and thus continued : ^* And why is the true and ancient 
hurch begirt wiUi foes % How has it happened that the 
sretical foot has been placed upon the beheving neck 1 It 
the will of the saints, lady, as a punishment for manifold 

36 i«0R]> roldanT 

sins; a pmiiishinent for sladmess with hand and swoidL 
The nobles of Scotland preferred their own quarrels to 
• those of the faithful church ; the nobles of Engliyid prefer- 
red their fair domains to the kingdom of the saints ; yea, 
even the good and gallant house of Roldan senred not the 
saints surely, but followed their headstrong natures, their 
own worldly devices ; revelled in chambermg and gallant- 
ing, even with heretics, and now behold the result ! evil has 
come upon you." 

<' What, in the name of all that's holy,*' interrupted Lady 
Winifred, " has happened V 

** Please you, my lady," said her Presbyterian attendant, 
in return for the insisting glance we have alluded to, " ^rour 
own bower and tire-woman. May Qorsock, whom the pious 
fother recommended, is less rosy than she used to be, and 
as she has just been with him for some space of time, she 
may have, by her confession^ alarmed him for the purity of 
the household ; and now, like the gray-bearded knignt in the 
ballad of Tamlane, he comes to you crying, 

** * And ever alas, for thee, Janet, 
For we'U be blamed a*.' » 

The lady smiled at this audacious speech ; she rebuked 
her attendant, however, yet almost with an encomraging 
mildness, for she had formed her own opinion of Father 
Borthwick, and scarcely gave him the credit he demanded 
for self-denial and abstinence. 

His first impulse was to unloose the thunder with which 
the church had armed him on the head of the waiting-wom- 
an ; his second was to regard it as a bit of forwardness, 
and for this he had his own reasons. '* Lady," he said, 
" there is a time for all things ; but surely, after the events 
of the by-gone night, this is not the moment for hght looks 
and levity of speech ; but let it pass — ^she who has offended 
belongs to a lax church, and may claim license of speech as 
well as of conduct in all things." 

''You talk of our license," said the offended waiting- 
woman of the creed of Calvin ; *' d*ye think I did nae see 
May Corsock coming out of your sittmg-room this morning, 
wiping her lips — ^Ucense, indeed !" 

" It is the way of the world," said the father ; " you 
distinguish not; there are two kinds of kisses— one aiter 
the flesh, one after the spirit ; I saluted the young woman 
in the latter sense, acconunff to the rules of my order." 

*' Let me hear no more of this," interrupted Lady Wini- 
fred ; " the license of your order seems likely to lead to er- 
ror ; and you, you fooJish person, you are not so young but 
you might have distinguished betweeii a kiss which is after 
the fashion of this vaUey, and a holy salutation according 
to this church." 



" Lord, my lady J" exclaimed the incensed waiting-wom- 
ui, "do you think I don't know the difference between 
a blink of the smi and a glimpse of the moon^t Moreover, 
the salute of which I spake was a sincere ane : it was, as 
ane of your ladyship's fool play-books says— a clamorous 


"1 shall say out my say," said the father, very gravely, 
** when Lady Winifred can control her menials, and prevent 
them from aspersing holy men and pious women ;" and say- 
ingr so, he flung out of the room. ^ * , ^. 

The Presbyterian attendant burst out mto a fit of laughter. 
« I think," cned she, " I stopped the meddling priest ; cho- 
ked the snake in his own poison. Would you believe it, my 
ladv. Father Borthwick came full of pious wrath to acauamt 
you with a wee fault which Lord Roldan, I am Uuld, has 
committed ; a fault of youth ; yet at the same time was 
walking in the same way himself, only, to be sure, my 
vounff lord didna gang to work in the spirit of the church, 
white there's nae doubt that the father saluted Ma^ Corsock 
according to the rule and obligation of his order. 

Lady Winifred drew herself up with some digmty, and 
said, "Trifle not with me ! What has my son done 1 What 
dread crime has Lord Roldan committed, that neither med- 
dlimr priest nor impertinent menial dare menUon it 1 

"At the twelfth hour of the night," said the attendant, 
** there was a boy-bairn bom in the Elfin-glen ; and, whether 
riffht or wronc, they lay the bUme on our young lord. 
^?I to^it all, my maidens," said Lady Winifred, "but 

my information came bv a «^Pi"^^, "^!^«f "«%^^^^^^ 
eo to the Elfin-glen and there learn the *™t^- ,"® y^*? ®f' 
rand discreetly Ind mildly, for I always thought wett of this 
miM Mary Morison, and of the race she is come from. 

^''^^IrmT.^rAeof hawks seek the baimte of the dove^ 
nor a couple of hounds seek the home of the hare, with 
more aS^ and extreme willingness of h«artjhan those 
ro stSZand scandal-seai^h^^ sp^te^ tuijedthe^ 

' -K ^^^^Sllnd Sin. and^omewKat bent ; and so pucker- 
eS'S^^l^el^h^^ "^ «« brown her "kji^tb^tjt seemed 
ea j^®*^* "^* _^ -^j from a mummy Mid half stuffed for 

if».^ent ^ S^hrtetiM fl^rani Wood. The former 
present TOO wiinunns ^^^^^ ^^^^^ 

■ I 



ham Dumpling, in honour of her native neighbourhood ; tke 
latter was a Presbyterian in religion, and a Jacobite by 
education ; she was from Gallawater, and named in the 
register-book Beckie Turnbull, but was much more widely 
known by the name of Sour Plooms of Gallashiels, in which 
was expressed at once the sourness of her looks and the 
place which gave her birth. Both were united to the house 
of Roldan by the services of their forefathers in the fieldr 
and of their own in the chamber, and were in all respects 
as complete fixtures in the household as the chair of state, oa 
which we have bestowed so much description. 

For a few hundred yards of the way the amiable Clemen* 
tina and the gentle Beckie exchanged looks only of mutual 
surprise at the errand on which they were sent, and a few 
words on the growing depravity of human nature; they 
soon, however, were enough disengaged from matters of 
moral concernment to attend to — ^what was in their hands 
a source of perpetual bitterness — namely, the great question 
between the Protestant church and that of Rome. It is 
true, that they disputed about the dress, and quarrelled about 
the mamiers, and were acrimonious concerning the trap- 
pings, and tasselings, and outward show of things ; but then^ 
this by no means diminished the bitterness of their bicker- 
ings, for ladies are querulous in matters of millinery : the 
strife between them, too, was augmented by the recollection 
of the scene in which Sour Plooms had triumphed over . 
Father Borthwick, and the Dumpling resented this because 
it humbled the Catholic church m the person of one of its 
ministers, and, worse still, was acceptable to Lady Roldan, . 
and consequently, as she said to herself, put Sour Plooms 
upon pattens, and set herself upon the bare stocking-soles. 

They had concluded a long and sharp bickering when the 
Elfin-glen, with its cottage and woods, appeared in view — 
the sum total was expressed in the ludicrous images with 
which they finished the strife. "The heretical church," 
said, Clementina, " is a discarded leman of the aristocracy, 
whom they have stripped of all her ornaments, and left her 
corrupt body in a ditch, with scarce a rag on to cover her 
nakedness," — " And the Romish superstition," retorted 
Beckie, " is a, patched and painted madam ; lame, with 
made teeth ancf bought breasts ; all scarlet and splendour 
without, all rottenness and filth within — she pollutes whom 
she loves, and she poisons whom she hates." ^ 

" Well said. Sour Plooms," exclaimed Lord Roldan, burst- 
ing upon them from a thick roan or bank of hazels, whicb 
reached from the hills to the footpath, "Well said, by ray 
faith i but the idea is in verse — 

*Pain*d by her 1ot«, or poiioii*d by her hate.* 

Who is the amiable lady that sat for the picture!" 


**Even an old acquaintance of your own, my lord,*' an- 
swered Sour Plooms : " her that sitteth on the seven hiUs 
of Rome. Weel I wot, she has not touclMMl a Scottish hill 
with her hinder end— <jlothed-in scarlet though it be---theae 
two hundred years." 

'* My lord," thus interposed Dumpling, doubly incensed at 
the words of her companion and the levity of the young 
lord, ** it would be more like your birth, ay, and more like 
the religion in which you were1)red, if, instead of wander- 
ing like one of Robin Hood*s men in wild doughs and sav- 
age places, that you went home to speak comfort to yonr 
\Sdy mother, who is ill at ease. Last night was an awful 
night, and this has been an awful day." 

"Deed," said Sour Plooms, "Clementina has right good 
cause to say what she has said. Word came, I wot nae 
well how, to Father Borthwick, that your lordship had 
been doing mair than you ought to have done wi* some one 
no far from the Elfin-glen ; so what does he do but seeks 
May Corsock, and explains to the simple lassie — ^all in a 
pious way, and according, he said, to the rule of his order 
— the evil which your wilful worship has been playing, 
merely by way of nurture and admonition. I, being a her- 
etic, mistook what was clerical for something else. Lady 
Winifred, though of the true church, fell into my heres v ; 
so, you see, there has been naught but mistakes on all hands ; 
and that being the case, let me advise your lordship to find 
your way home ; your explanation and repentance will be 
swallov^ed now, and they may be spumed at to-morrow." 
They went on their way, and Lord Roldan, thinking Sour 
Plooms spoke sensibly, turned his steps towards the castle. 

The coming of this ill-omened pair was to poor Mary 
Morison and her new-born babe what the presence of a 
couple of kites is to a mother thrush, sheltering under her 
outstretched wings her little household of half-fledged gor- 
lings. She had just awakened from a refreshing sleep, and 
was blushing to look at the little nestler in her bosom, when 
Nanse Halberson whispered to Jeanie Rabson, "Here 
comes Sour Plooms and here comes Dumpling, from the 
castle, to harrow up the heart of our poor Mary with their 
questions and condolences. Haud your tongue like grim 
death, and leave me to deal wi' them — ^they'll no cross this 
threshold, and yet a crabbit word shanna cross my lips." 

Nanse twitched her gOMm here, and pulled her gown 
there, set her broad bonnet awry on her head, stuck a roke 
with flax into her girdle, took a spindle in her hand, and 
sitting down in an old chair, right in the centre of the door, 
began to hum and spin. The. sound no sooner reached the 
ear of an old overgrown cat, which sat drowsy by the fire, 
than away went gnmalkin, reminded perhaps of other days, 
and springing into her lap, completed externals entirely to 



her satisfaction, "Thou art the wisest of cats,'* said she, 
stroking down its glossy back ; " thou hast thought beyond 
thy kind; I doubt thou art a witch m earnest- . 

The two messengers suddenly doubled a htUe hedge of 
irreen holly, and came fuU upon Nanse ; Sour PJooms was 
foremost. Now had this happened m London or Edinburgh, 
cities into which superstitious fears never penetrated, no 
doubt Nanse and her roke, and her witch-lAe attire, would 
have alarmed no one and amused many ; but m the Elfin- 
glen of Glengamock, where some are m as^eat fear of 
beinff witched as the citizens of London of having their 
pockets picked, it was quite a different thmg ; not tiiat such 
powers, though partly imputed, were altogether beheved m ; 
but it was thought advisable at least to avoid intercourse 
with certain unsonsie dames, of whom honest Nanse was 
one, as it was reckoned discreet to keep a sharp took-out in 
haunted places by aH who had imaginatwos and travelled 
late. Our readers must not marvel, therefore, when we teU 
them that, on beholding this unsonsie vision. Sour Ploomer 
not only pulled up at once, but, as Dumpling averred, actually 
fell back upon the rear division, upsetting her m a moment, 
and tumbling her^own the brae, as Sour Plooms added, Uke 
a Dutch cheese, or a hot haggis into which some mischief- 
loving hand had put quicksilver. In truth, both were ahke 
alarmed at first ; though, in relating the interview afterward, 
it was all courage in the one and cowardice in the oth- 
er. Dumpling always concluded by observing^ that "Sour 
Plooms forgot that the whole was. foreordamed :*' while 
Sour Plooms. remarked, that "no such tremour could have 
come over them, had her companion brought but a drop or 
two of holy water, blessed^ in the spirit of his ordey, by the 
pious lips of Father Borthwick." 

They now rallied and advanced together, and then came 
to anchor close to where the adversary sat. Nanse fixed 
her eyes upon them and said, " It's fulfilled now ; here are 
three of us ; and weel I trow, we might pass for the weird 
sisters ; I have waited three stricken hours for your com- 
ing." So sa3ang, she continued drawing out the thread, and 
winding it as she twisted it on the roke. 

" Sipeak her fair, Beckie, speak her fair,'* whispered ClewK 
entina, "fbr she is a fearful woman, and can disturb our 
sleep, and spoil our appetite, and turn our piBows into 
hedgehogs, and our snowy sheets into bhstering-plasters^- 
O speak her fstr !" 

" Hout, tout, woman," muttered Sour Plooms, " she has 
nae sic skiU; all her art can only make a cow keep up her 
inilk, cream retain the butter, and turn a godly salute, be- 
stowed in the spirit of the holy church, into a wcNidly kiss, 
which may cost a skiriing.'* , 

^ Mow it ia done," said Nanse» suiddenly rising and cast* 



ing ber arms about, '* it is done, and ye shall hare the aid- 
vantage of it. There! the tane hand the roke, 111 pou the 
thread, and every turn I gie round thy thumb thus, the tither 
maun keep, count ; and if ye tyne baud, or lose count, ye 
will not only never learn what is to be the fortune of toe 
house of Roldan, but ye will be liable to be turned into 
fillies when ye gae sleep, and galloped till daylight owro the 
heights of Shehallion, and the cloudy tops of Penmanmaur. 
Mind what I say, kimmers." 

Both expressed their readiness to do any thing that 
Nanse, whom they called douce and honest, desired, saving 
and except the touching of enchanted thread — ^the thmd 
of fate — ^and coimting the quantity. 

" It's no that I have any dreador of doing it," said Sour 
Plooms, " for thread's thread, and woids are words ; and I 
have aye keepit gaye and perpendicular in the sight of man ; 
but there's nae scripture warrant for it ; here's Beckie, she's 
blind with the delusions of papistry ; she may do aU ye bid 
her ; and by doing it in ignorance, be saved : while I, alas ! 
would err against the clearest light." 

^' Fools baith !" exclaimed Nanse. '' Will the roke harm 
ye, though it grew owre a put down man's grave 1 Will the 
thread hurt ye, thoup^h I span it to a tune whilk Clootie 
himself whistled at Tib of Gilgourack's wedding ?" In vain 
she offered the roke: both stood their ground, but drew 
back their hands, dreading to touch, yet desirous of being 
admitted to her mystery on less suspicious terms. '* Gae 
hame to your ladye mistress, ye gowks," said Nanse ; ^ and 
tell her to do her own errands herself. Come here again, 

. * And dread a kittle cut*** 

She finished by shutting the door, while Sour Plooms and 
her companion returned to the castle, glad to conclude a 
dangerous enterprise so safely, and diffusing the many- 
coloured hues of their alarmed fancies, over the sayings and 
doings of uncannie Nanse. > 

This happened about the commencement of smnmer, and 
harvest was advanced before Lady Winifred was able to 
fulfil her purpose of visiting the Elfin-cottage and its hap* 
less inhabitants : she had been ill, and her physicians pre* 
scribed repose, bodily and mental. She recovered the soon* 
er that Father Borthwick did not venture to hurt her body 
by alarming her soul; and — ^we speak it With doubt and 
apprehension — ^from two visits which, at Lad^ Winifred's ' 
express request, Nanse Halberson paid her in her own 
chamber, without witnesses — she obtained great relief. 
We must however say, that half the household, with Soiur 
Plooms at their head, prayed — they called it remonstrated 
— 4hat her ladyfdiip woidd eschew aU comingp and gangings, 



convensations and communings, with women possessed witb 

familiar spirits, and that she would allow them to sign the 
sign of the cross with a sharp knife on the brow of Nanse 
Hs^berson when she next crossed the castle gate. As this 
kind proposition was not conceded, the lady hevself was 
accused ^among her menials of witchcraft, and a taste for 
' such kittle-cattle, as Sour Plooms called them. But when 
Lady Winifred commanded her two attendants to accom* 
pany her to the Elfin-glen, they both broke out with,*' Weel, 
what maun be maun be : here will be a bonnie gae to ? 

* They gallop fast whom deHs and lasses drive/" 

Mary Morison, not at all dreaming of such a visit, was in 
ker garden spinning fine flax, in which she excelled ; her 
dress was neat, and her hair, deprived of the symbolical fil- 
let or snood, hung in one gUttering fleece over her shoul- 
ders, and kept waving and curling with the breeze, audible, 
and no more, among the bushes of the glen. It was mid-day» 
and the sun was warm : the bees were busy, the flowers of 
the season were in bloom, and her son, Monson Roldan— we 
give his full name again — ^was on the bank at her feet. As 
he rolled to one side his little fingers would clutch at a 
flower ; or, as he rolled back to the other, his eyes would 
brighten at the sight of a butterfly or a bee ; nor did the 
latter show any wish to /aise an angry hum as he shook the 
blossoms from which they were extracting sweets. He 
seemed conscious of the beauty of the flowers and of the 
labours of the bees, for he smiled as the latter alighted on 
a blossom, which he strove with his short arms to reacli. 
His joy brought now and then a faint smile to his mother^s 
cheek ; and so much was her mind occupied by tender and 
melancholy thoughts, that she was not aware of the approach 
or presence of a stranger till Lady Winifred in all her glory 
stood before her. * 

This was put down by that lady's two attendants to what 
the one called " the vile," and the other «* the stinking 

Eride," which they averred was the only birthright of the 
ouse of Morison. 

" For, Clementina,*' said Sour Plooms, « the very mavis 
that was singing sae sweet abbon head, as soon as it saw 
ns and my* lady, dropped its song—reason good ; for even 
we mauna speak in her presence unbidden, and as it flew 
away it maist brushed with its wings the good-for-naethiug's 
brow, as much as to say, Look about ye, for yere betters axe 

"Ay, and Beckie," whispered Dumplmg, "Mary could 
not but know that we were near; for had we not to put 
forth our hands, and not only told my lady's brocaded gown 
aboon the tlustles that choke the land, but to guide it safely 

uoLD notaun. '49 

lurou^ thebftmriitof agardennlel and yet she neitliar 
enned nor cared : had she lieen edocatedi her ear oovld not 
ave renatad the tame of aoch niaCliDg nlk—eiie meite 
er fate." 

Indolfiiig in theae pleaeing and charitaUe reflectJona» they 
»ok tb«ir pUicea cm each hand of Lady Wmifired, ana 
)mpo8edno weak caricatoie on the aplendid fMCtnre of ti» 
edy and comedy attending the Tragic Huae. 
As soon as Maiy Moriaon waa aware of this dread Tiai* 
ition, she arose, Jajring ande her woik, and ahf^tly coop- 
sying, stood before Lady Winifred with a look at once 
oubled and.finn, while the contest of feelings in her face, 
ving her cheeks one moment to the rose and the other to 
e lily, added to the brightness of expression for which, it 
still remembered, her face was remarkable. 
The lady spoke first, and it was in no conciliatory tone: 
So, miaionr— for like the heretic minister of these partai 
ill not name you, but from a different reaaon than hia— «o, 
inion, you have added to the nnmbera of your establish- 
Bnt since we last met,*^ she glanced at Moriaon as aha 
oke, '* and that, too, without the sanction of a ehnrdi 
:her holy or heretic." Sour Plooms and Dumpling glaa- 
1 at each other, as if ready to renew their aeven yeara* 
ir on caeeds, and tossed their noses, breathing hostility 
1 disdain. '^So, minioa, I say," continued the lady, 
ou have forgot the lessons of the church ; you hare for- 
t what was due to my station and family, and laid your 
ires for those whose pure and ancient blood should nerer 
agle with an^t so mean and seirile." 
* Madam," said Mary, " I have indeed neglected the lea- 
is which were taiwht me, and neglected the ezam|rte 
ich was set me. Oh ! it was but last night, aa I knelt 
er my father and mother's ^ve, I thought the very dust 
leath ray knees stirred, as if conscious of the guilty bur- 
1. Ma&m, I have sinned, but I laid no snares. Alaal 
did, I caught the gorehawk inatead of the dove." 
sody Winifred reddened, cheek and brow. "^ Gorehawk ! 
d minion, you gorehawk it well ! — but be it so— no noble 
1 of my house will stoop again on so mean a quarry, 
^e you any thing more to say V 
I understand your simile, madam," said Mary; ''but 
t need neither clip the wings, nor otherwise restrain^ for 
, the noble birds you wot of. I trusted*-! believed Writ- 
v^oi^s and plighted oaths, and sinned. What haa that 
y brought me to 1 A cup of cold water, and a home 
erted 1^ all but its miserable owner, and a faithful friend 
;wo. But I speak not to complain ; ret hear me, and 
eve^me or not : the wind which stirs these flowers shall 
1 tliem— the honey which these bees suck shall poison 
ead of sustain then^-the stream which ilowa ovar these 


rocks shall melt them-— and the draught which this desolate 
babe now solicits from my breast — hush ! Morison — shall 
torn to nitric acid and destroy him, when I listen agsin to 
Lord Roldan." 

>8he sat down, clasped her boy to her breast, put her hand 
and foot to her little wheel, and, though her long white 
lingers trembled, she drew a thread round and evenly. 

" You should not sit down in our lady's presence without 
permission,*' said Clementina. " But when had one of your 
church any touch of courtesy 1 — ^they keep on their hats 
before God." 

** Had she been nurtured," said Sour Plooms, " under the 
pious Father Borthwick, she would have learned courtesy 
in the spiritual meaning of his order." 

"Silence, both," said Lady Winifred, with a frown. 
"And, minion — ^Mary, I mean — Glisten to me. Abide by 
yovr resolution and your babe, and you shall know no want ; 
forget it, and I shall mske this fflen tenantless and houseless, 
and turn thee to the world to feel its scorn, and, worse still, 
its pity." 

" Lady Winifred Roldan," said Mary, rising up, " from 
y<mr proud house neither me nor mine ishall accept food or 
raiment. I have long since made up my mind what to do ; 
for it was not yesterday that I learned vows were to be 
broken like dicers' oaths. But the words spoken about this 
little glen and humble shealing might have been spared. 
They belong not less to the Mbrisons than your castle be- 
longs to the Roldans. My ancestors paid down drops of 
their hearts' blood for all, and more tluin they got. Good 

She hastened out of the garden as she spoke, bolted the 
door of her cottage, and knelt in prayer, desiring strength 
and support. 

'* It's a pity but she had been bom aboon the salt," said 
Sour Plooms. " She's as proud as the best lady of the 
land : she has either a drop of the deil's or the Roldan's 
blood in her ; but the latter canna weel be, for the women 
of her house all feared God and eschewed evil, from the 
days of John Knox till now." 

liOKO ftOLDAK. 4S 


" Balow, my babe, lie atiU and 
It grievw me Mir to tee tliee weipe ; 
If tboQ'at be sOent, Fee be gUd, 
Thy maining maJies my heart fiiU ead. 
Bafow, my bo^i thy mother's joy. 
Thy ftther breidee me great annoy." 

Ladt Amnk BoTHWBIx'i LaMSMT* 

To all the people in Glengamock the mother and babe of 
the Elfin-glen eeemed destitute. How they would shoot 
over the coining winter, when snows were on the gTOund, 
and the nipping sprint, when frost-hme whitened erery 
rock and tree, fumishea matter for GonYeisation to aU ; n»y, 
even the laird of Howeboddom and liis sister Jeanie were 
among the marvellers ; though some averred that they could 
not comprehend what a douce quean like the laird's sister 
could mean by paying so many visits to the ElfiuTCottage, 
and, more than that, fiow she could thole to see Ifary Moii- 
son and her babe perish, as perish they must unless fed mi- 
raculously. But though the winter was severe, and the 
spring far from sunny, Mary and her son looked httle like 
perishing ; they were iiot only well clad, and heiithy, and 
ruddy, but never wanted something for the taUe when » 
stnmger called, nor a handful of meal or a half-penny for 
the poor wanderers who lived by begging their bread 
through the land which their Bible taught them to believe 
God had eiven them for an inheritance. How this came to 
pass we »iall exi^ain, for we hate mystery. 

M»y Morison had a great mind, a ready hand, and a re- 
solved spirit. She said truly when she told Lady Winifred 
that she had fully made up her mind what to do ; and in 
this what to do was, as our readers will imagine, included 
sustenance for herself and her child. She was ypuiw, she 
was active, she was willin|[ ; she could sew, she could spin, 
and could, as Nickie Neevison averred, woiIl mair marvels 
wi' her needle than a ballad-maker could relate in rhyme. 
On these accomplishments, humble as they were, she not 
onhr depended for support, but expected to raise from them 
sufficient money for the education of Morison — ^perhaps as 
much as woula put him to college. In these hopes and 
resolutions she was strengthened and confirmed by Jeanie 
Kabson, the o'er word of whose song was, '^ Mary, never 
despair ; do your best, and if ye canna do all, God, or some 
other gude friend, will make out the rest— never despair." 
Mary was none of the de^Muring kind ; tiiough she lived 

46 t^RB ROLDAK. 

in a lonesome glen, she never expected to be fed by the ra- 
vens. She wrought early and she wrought late ; she span 
till the blood of her white fingers died the thread; she 
sewed till her eyes grew dazzled with lamplight and snowy 
seams ; and she wrought all manner of flowers upon mus- 
lin and lawn, with a neatness and an elegance which 
brought customers, even those who were partial to a good 
pennyworth. In winter she wrought at nome ; but when 
the summer season arrived she left her cot, and taking with 
her M orison and much of her flowered work, she travelled 
into what are called the wool-lands, where she bartered her 
work for the finest wool with the shepherds' wives and 
daughters; and usually returned with enough to employ 
her head and hands for a couple of months in the manufac- 
ture of stuff, composed of fine flax and ^e wool : a durable 
cloth, nearly as nch and glossy as silk. 

It is true, that at first the sale for such productions wus 
far from extensive, and Mary had a hard struggle to get 
ends to meet. She was the better able to do this from a 
taste which suddenly grew in Jeanie Rabson for flowered 
mantles, wrought collars, and even gowns, ornamented with 
leaf and flower, all done by no other hands than her friend 
Mary. Then Jeanie always allow:ed the other to fix her 
price ; because, she said, ^' Mary really charges moderate 
tor kerchiefs and mantles that might grace a queen ; and 
though I mayna want sic gear just now, it's as weel to get 
a bargain while pennyworths are to be had ; besides, it's no 
as if I had to pay hard siller for them ; a teat of butter, or a 
stane of meal, or, maybe, a cheese or a ham mair than we 
can use at Howeboddom, satisfies Mary, so that I may say 
I get the thinffs for half-naught." In this modest and gen- 
erous way did one rustic maiden help another in what she 
called her " wae days ;" for be it observed that courtesy 
and high-souledness are of Heaven, and not confined, as 
some authors ridiculously allege, to those who sit above 
the salt. 

All this was not unobserved by the people of the vale, and 
their comments upon it were according to their, various na- 
tures. Nickie Neevison, foremost of all, said, ** Jeanie Rab- 
son of Howeboddom will ere lang surprise the world as 
mickle as Mary Morison has done. She gets ae fantastic 
piece of finery after another, and will, if she does nae call 
a halt, have the half of Howeboddom on her back ; I ney. 
er liked these solid sicker-foots ; they make tremendous 
whamles whiles." 

'* Troth atweel, and that's true, Nickie," said Peg Sillock 
of Sorbie. " It's no the rattling cart that coups soonest ; 
but I am told that Jeanie disna do all this out of her ain 
head ; her brother the laird is at the bottom of it a' : arid if 
he does it, as I doubt nae he does, for the love of Mary Mor< 


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iaon, then he^s aalter than some Ibwk ca' him; and that's 
^ Baft enough." 

'* Ye're a' mistaen of Jean," said a third N^ithority, and 
that was Sour Plooms herself. '* She's a cunning, cannie, 
bargain-making cuttie, and thev sav she's making twice her 
ain siller out of the handiwork of the other. As for her 
of the glen — we dinna name her name in the castle, nor will 
I name her name here — but she's baith good and bonnie ; 
and I ken ane that may seek lang before he gets a bride wi* 
a fairer face or a kinder heart. 1 have named nae names 
any how, sae nane can carry my clash to the castle." 

Others than the laird of Howeboddom and his sister show* 

ed respect for Mary. Though her gaxden was filled in the 

season .with flowers and fruit, the bands which plundered 

the castle orchard touched neither her apples, her pears, nor 

her plums. Though the Elfin-glen was full of cherries^ 

raspberries, and nuts, not even the wildest schoolboy 

thought of entering and jAucking; nay, though the stream 

that flowed round h^ door swarmed with flsh, which Mary 

had not the skill to catch, no one threw a line or neeved & 

trout, save now and then^when some rustic Samaritan, more 

active in virtue than the rest, would, as a matter of amuse^ 

ment, catch a dozen or two and leave them at her door, 

saying, ^' These are for little Morison, who will soon be 

able, poor fallow I to fish himseUV and then he can return 

the compliment : and I'll warrant he will do it, and mair, for 

really he's growing a fine boy, and will be a credit to us a'*" 

The mother looked on Morison 'and smiled, and could not 

help feeling in her own heart that neither his looks nor his 

merits were overrated. 

What the boy would become occasionally employed the 

attention of some of the district sages, who desired to be 

reckoned prophets. " I cannot make out the bairn at a'," 

said one ; *^ I saw him running like an unbroken coU about 

the glen, making the chffs ring with his din; 4ie seemed to 

have nae aim in his sport. I doubt he's half a haveral." — 

** Ye have seen him, then, as I never saw him," said the 

second worthy. *' I have seen him thrice, and ilka time ho 

-was sitting like a sautpowk, reading volumes of fool sangs 

2Lnd ballaSs. It need» nae prophet, nor prophet's son, ta 

^oretel the upshot of that ; if the malady oi the muse comes 

^yvL hini, he had better be lying at the back of the Robin-'rigg, 

-with five fathom of seawater flashing owre him." — *' There's 

Just ae thing*" Mid the third and last authority we sh^ 

^^uote, '^ that can save him frae baith the evils ye allude to, 

^■.jid that is to send him to the school of that wise and fruc" 

^ Jbf;ping teacher, John MiUigan ; if there's aught in him, hell 

t:wJnng it out; if there's naught in him, he will put it in, and 

^e he's sure to be benefited. But there's ae drawback — 

lia will pay the penny wage \ Half a crown a quarter^ 


nae less, for reading; a shilling inair for writing, and an- 
other shilling for arithmetic. It's weel that learning's use- 
ful, for oh ! i:'s dear." 

The conclusions . of these authorities had sometMng of 
inspiration ; for, on the self-same day and hour, Mary had 
reasoned herself into the resolution of sending Morison to 
the barony school, kept b^ the aforesaid John, or, as he was 
commonly called, Dominie Milligan. She had taught the 
boy to read his Bible, and he did it with a graceful ease ; 
she taught him to write, and he acquired it with singular 
readiness ; but she wished him to have the advantage which 
rivalry in a school confers on all. But while she resolved on 
this, a dread of her own Ipnesomeness came over her ; she 
thought of the hours which his presence made li^ht, and 
of the dark reflections which his innocent snules had 
brightened. " It was but yesterday," she thought, " that 
when I sung that most melancholy sang — ^whicfar, alas ! I 
sing owre often, *Lady Bothwell's Lament' — ^he came to 
me when the tears were happing down my cheeks, and 
said, if he knew but who wrote a sang that made his moti^ 
er unhappy^ he would go and kill j^hem. Poor bairn! I 
shall miss him much: and yet his mind must be adorned 
Svith knowledge, that he may shed honour on one that, 
alas ! can shed none on him." 

'* Mother," said Morison, hanging round her neck, "111 
never leave you." 

" O yes, my boy, ye maun leave me ; it will be for your 
ain good. Ye maun learn the wisdom which is contained in 
books ; ye maun become learned in the language in which 
God conversed with his chosen people, and in which Christ 
announced the salvation of believers ; otherwise ye will not 
be able to preach the word wisely." 

*^ But, mother," he said, *' I dinna want to be a minister ; 
I wad rather gang and push my fortune as men did lang 
syne, that I may win gold and jewels wi' a sword in my 
hand, and gie them to you when I hae done." 

"Bless the boy! where did ye learn all* these wild 
thoughts ?" inquired Mary, looking strangely on him. 

"O, Nanse Halbersoji told me of knights belted and 
thrice belted ; and I read of others who fought for ladies in 
distress, and won great battles ; an4 songs were made and 
sung to the harp in their praise ; and kings honoured them, 
and princes placed them on their right hand." 

" The bairn's demented," said Mary, with a sigh at his 
visions ; " and the sooner I send you to douce John Mil* 
ligan the better." 

Now Dominie Milligan was a primitive sort of person : 
he was one of those singular, and, as thev call themselves, 
persecuted sect, Cameronians, and had been educated for 
the ministry. But sundry obstacles stood in the way of his 

];ireCenxieiitr-4ii8 elevfttion was deferred till he could be 
cured of what the fioclf called John Blilligan^s Four Vanitiesr 
These yaaities were as follow. First, he advocated the 
propriety of the Broken Remnant, aa they called themselvet, 
descending from worehipping God on the hill- tope, and erect- 
ing a tabernacle on the plain — ^which was called a manifest 
distrusting of Jehovah, who, though he sometimes greeted 
them with a thnnder-shower, which forced its way through 
the Bcone boimets and hodden gray of the most obstinate 
believers, was nevertheless understood to mean it simply , 
M achastening, perhaps a benediction. Secondly, he show* 
ed a manifest want of reliance in the Jehovah o£ the Cot- 
enant, by openly carrjring to Quarrelwood Sacrament a pro- 
fane utensd caUed an umbrella, and displaying it there like 
a banner, even over the bald head of that good man, John 
Curtis— when mercy was falhng like manna in the gfu»e of 
rain— to the shame and 8can£d of all sound Chnstiana. 
Thirdly, he openly, and in the presence of John Curtis, 
' ArcMlNdd Rowat, and Ebenezer Farley, preachers of the 
word, avowed his admiration of the ornamented, and, as he 
called them, eloquent compositions of that episcopal back* 
ftlider, Jeremy Taylor ; preferring them to the proimecies of 
* Alexander Peden, ai)d saying that he liked tiie sound ^ 
thunder better than he did the brajring of an ass. Fourthly 
and lastly^ he scrupled not to observe, with devout strict-^ 
ness, that ordinance of man's making and of human wit, the^ 
Government Fast, which was a plain owning of the man 
George Guelph — a king not called through the blessed cov- 
enant, but by a profane and episcopalian assembly denomi- 
nated " the Parhament." 

As a sort of set-off against the " Four Vanities," it was 
urged — but tlus was only by a few — ^that the dominie's life 
vras strict and exemjdary ; his learning, even in the eyes of 
a laxer khrk, consideraUe ; and though he fairly failed in 
pweaching the word on one or two occasions, that now and 
then, with a text to his mind, he disi^ayed a touching and 
simple eloquence, which moved even the sternest, and in- 
duced James Macgee, and MariL Macrabin, and Andrew 
Kennedy — all wise members oi the congregation^^to declare 
that John M illigan would, but fot the four damning vanities, 
be a burning and a shining light. One of the texts given as 
a trial of his genius, from which he failed to draw forth a 
spiritual balm for his people — ^was simply the word '* pom- 

*' O, he had na the savour of true doctrine," said the 
aforesaid Macrabin ; '*he handled the pomegranate as if it 
had been a jfrosted potato." There was nothing for him* 
therefore, but to turn himself to less loftv labours ; and, aa 
the barcmy school was vacant, he was inducted, with all the 
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advantages thereunto belonging, on the very day on which 
Morison Roldan became one of his scholars. 

When IVfary Morison heard that Doniinie Milligan was* 
master of Glengarnock school, she instantly resolved to lay 
down book and birch^ and commit her' son to his care. The 
parish school was two miles distant ; besides, it was kept 
by Dominie Macnaught, whom the peasants called. Slee^^y 
Samuel ; because, when called at tjmes to preach the worn 
in the absence of the established pastor, he preached in such 
a sort as sunk them all into slumoer. She was aided in her 
resolution by the arrival of Jeanie Rabson, to whose judg- 
ement she submitted the question of schooling. ^ Jeanie," she 
'said, ''I have proud thoughts— owre proud, maybe. Here 
I have six webs of the finest linen, weel worth sixty white 
shillings each ; four webs of linsey-woolsey, as Inright as 
silk, for which I have refused fifty shillings a piece ; more- 
over, heroes flannel and ham claith, more than we'H baith 
want for years, and more making ready, sae I have at least 
ten pounds* worth to spare." On these domestic treasures 
Jeanie fflaoced with a satisfied eye as they were displayed 
before her. ^* Then," continued Mary, " we have meal in 
the kist, barley in the powk, maut in the barrel, flax grow- 
ing green and long on Bankfoot-holm,. potatoes flourishing 
in the mains of Foregirth, wool and lint for the spinning : 
and see, lass ! there's a pose ! fifteen gowd guineas, no less, 
forbye crown-pieces, and all of my own making, with the 
blessing of God, and the help of thee, Jeanie Rabson." 

^ My help," said Jeanie, *^ bless the woman ! I have help- 
ed 'mair to pou ye down than to baud ye up. I wish ye but 
heard the laird telling me that I ought to take baith meat 
and drink wi' me to Elfin-cot, for he's sure that ray visits 
are frequent enough to eat ye out o' house and hald." 

Marjr shook her head, and the tears came to her eyes* 
" Jeanie," she said, *' God has ta'en mair pains in making ye'^ 
^ than ye take in showing his wondrous gifts. But tlmt's no 
' what I wanted to say : I think, since we stand sae weel wi' 
the world, that we are justified in giving poor Morison a lift 
into the Latin ; for oh I I'm set on having him made a min- 
ister, an honour which my brother Simon was laid out ibr^ 
but God interposed." 

^ I have just come here to speak about that same," said * 
Jeanie. ^ I canna tell how it is, Mary, but this Morison of 
thine clings. to a' our hearts. But I agree wi' you — ay, 
look up. Besides, it's a grand thing to be learned ; even 
the semblance o't has its effect r d'ye mind how Nehemiah 
Mac — I canna mind the remainder of his* name — made sic 
an impression on a whole hill-side o' heareito, by repeating^ 
whenever his ain gumption fell shorty thr^e lang words of 
Cbaldadc or Sclavonic, I forget whilk ; but O^ the sough and 
sound of them was grand, though I have hesucd this very 


Dominie Mifliglm arer that theT werena woids, bat mere 
melodious inventions. But a* this time, where'a my boy, 
Where's Morison V* 

At the well-known voice of Jeanie, out came Morison 
from ^ little closet, where he had a nest rather than a bed, 
with a few books supplied by the care of his mother and the 
something touched taste of Nanse Halbterson* 

Jeanie stroked down his bright locks, which showed mote 
than ik desire to curl, looked on his clear broad brow and in 
his finely-formed face, and saying inwardly, "Ay, baith 
father and mither are here;'* turned him suddei^y round, 
then pushing him from her at full arm's lengthy cried, " Manr, 
woman, what's the meaning of all this I Where's my boy's 
green jacket, that^we made wi' sae mickle care ? Where's 
his scarlet waistcoat that I sewed for him in Howeboddom 
house, when a' fowk, save our Jamie and mysel, were asleep ? 
And Where's his sarks, wi' the faulding collars, ruffled wi' 
cambric, that might mense a lord 1 Ye have made a fright 
of him ; ye have made him as bare of a' that's handsome, as 
a rosebush is at Yule — ^the very dogs will bark at the baun. 
Morison, yere mither has turned ye frae as bonnie a boy as 
the sun ever shone on, into a potato bogle — 'deed have \'e, 
Mwv !" 

The boy laughed, but the moment he looked on his moth- 
er he saw that she was moved. He therefore slipped into 
his little closet, and began to arrange his clothes and hooka, 
while the foUowing conversation took place between the 
friends : 

'* Jeanie,'* said Mary,- '* I was till yesterday of vour mind : 
I was, I ovm it, vain of my son, and of his good looks and 
merits, and thought how well dressed he would be at school, 
and that baith outwardly and inwardly he might haud up his 
liead wi' the best of them. But, O ! woman, I got a sad 
awakening from my dream : Morison — he has ta'en mucUe 
to books of late— had, it seems, been looking among the 
humble heir-looms of our house, and laid his hand on the 
Bible that my great grandsire, Gideon Morison, boro about 
his person whether in peace or in war, and which was stain- 
ed with his own heart's blood at Marston-Moor, in repulsing 
the charge of Prince Rupert. The bairn was lookmg for 
the blood of his ancestor, and O ! Jeanie, he found tha^ and 
he found mair — the record of his mother's shame." 

" His presence be about us !" said Jeanie. " What ene- 
my could have written it, there 1" 

"I am that enemy," replied Mary. "In that book are 
recorded the marriages, and births, and burials of my father's 
house. Morison's birth is thero ; but, alas ! no marriage of 
Ina unhappy mother — ^would that her bmial was written in 
it, for this shame is not to be borne." 

** Compose yourself, Mary," said the other. ** I thought 


mi this bitterness had flown off seven lang years syne. But 
what did Morisou do when he read it t — ^he couldna under- 
stand it — he's owrc much of a bairn for thai." 

" Oh Jeanie, lass, we only deceive ourselves when we 
lippen to the ignorance of children ; thev have a wonderful 
quickness — some of them, at least. There's Morison, his 
nether lip aye tauld me when I was treating him Dwre 
mickle like a child-^but I forget myself. Ye asked me 
what he did— he did naught but look in my face and say, 
* Mother, had I a father V I could do nothing, Jeanie, but 
catch him to m3r bosom, and half suffocate him with sobs 
and half drown him in tears." 

Jeanie Rabson wiped her eyes and said, "Weel now, 
something of this kind was to have been looked for ;"•— 
and there she paused. 

" Ay, Jean, ye see what sin and folly bring upon us — ^us ! 
CJod forgive me, Jeanie, for the word ; I mean to share my 
guilt wi' naebody — I have borne it singly, and can bear it 
Btill ; but, O ! the time will come when I maun break it to 
poor Morison. I am doubting that this cruel world will do 
that before me ; and that, when he masters wi' the strong 
handy and maybe wP the strong mind, some sumph whose 
parents have not erred, the name that disnae become me 
to utter wiU be appalled to him, and my bairn will hae his 
heart broken — or his neck — ^for he's as wilful as the north 
wind, and will never put up with it." 

Jeanie Rabson knew not what to say. '' Mary," she at 
longth murmured rather than uttered audibly, " the world 
disnae think sae seriously as ye do* in this matter. There 
was the great house of Nithsaale itself; what a tumble it 
would hae eot frae the Johnstones, hadnae the hand of a 
bastard sonheld it up ! I trow, when he stormed Lochwood 
castle and mounted the foremost, married valour was in the 
rear of bold Robin Maxwell. And what's mair, was he 
wedlock born, lass, that came ower'the sea*wP a clan of 
Normans at his back — the Roldans were amang them, sae 
there's nae lie in the matter — and took the crown of England, 
and put it on his head as bauldhr and wi' as mickle honour 
As if he had been bom tiU't t Hout, lass, put the cloud frae 
yere brow, and dry yere een ; the time may come yet when 
the faut o' his birth will be an increase of his merit, an' ye 
will be ane of the proudest mithers of the land." 

** God send it may be sae !" said Mary : " but now I have 
nae mair to say. Ye see the cause that made me put the 
bairn in hodden my ; his hamely dress will no seem to be 
presuming, and the scholars may forget the faut 6' his birth ; 
but, O ! I doubt he'll remind them with his merit." 

" That's the best thing that can happen, lass," returned 
Jeanie. " But now if Morison be ready, I'll see him to 
wchool, and maybe say a word in season to the dominie i 

he wiM ane of my joes, lass, and I can twist liim 3ret foond 
my wee finger." The boy, who it is likely was waiting for 
this, made his appearance in a moment ; and Jeanie, tumg 
him by the hand, walked away towards the residence of the 
dominie, which iay a Scotch mile to the south. 

Morison was all new-found joy and new-awakened de- 
ligbt : he was like a bird hitherto confined to the nest ; but 
the growing of whose wings tempted it out to the twig, 
and showed the balmy wilderness — its future inheritance 
— before it. With the £lfin-glen, and all that was in it, from 
its topmost crag to the bottom of the deepest pool, he was 
as familiar as the sun that shone on it daily. He had visit- 
ed the nest of the blood-crow, on its hereditary tree, 
where no creature without wings had ever before ventur- 
ed. He had sauntered into all the intricacies and sinuos* 
ities of the Elfin-eavem, though Nanse HalJberson assured 
him it was not only haunted, but that, unless he could repeat 
the goblin's watchword who held it, the sides would close, 
and he would be shut up for ever. Nay, child as he was. 
he had absolutely penetrated as far as. runs in certain ola 
books of divinity which lay in his mother's house, in which 
the males of the name of Morison read resolutely en Sun- 
days, and with which the females during the rest of the 
week subdued their rebellious linen. With all these mat* 
ters Jeanie made herself acquainted as she walked Morison 
away to the dominie's establishment. 

On reaching the school, which consisted of two rooms, 
one for the scholars and the other for the master, a loud 
humming sound was heard, which seemed to issue from 
door, from windows, nay, from the roof of this humble 

^ We areowre late," said Jeanie ; ^ the bairns are at their 
lessons. O, it's pleasing now to hear the sound of sae 
mony innocent tongues, all targing away at the scripture— 
bide a wee ! I coiud wager, by the sort of rough unmusical 
din, th^ they are on the twelfth chapter of Nehemiah. £h, 
lad ! if ye could but read with the feeling and the grace o* 
yere mother, ye wad bang them a'. And I wish ye may, 
though I shomdna say that either, seeing that my ain sec- 
ond cousin's bairns are amang them." 

Jeanie tapped at the door; the multitudinous sound of 
voices ceased at once; the door opened, and Dominie Milli- 
gan stood before theih with the open Bible in one hand, and 
his sceptre of rule in the other, viz., five formidaUe thongs 
of leather, hardened at the tips by means of fire, and bound 
carefully with green siUc thread to a handle of elder-wood 
—-a present from a step-father, as an atonement for sending 
two refractory children. 

*' Eh, Miss Jean Rabson, is this you 1" exclaimed the dom- 
inie, leceivingthe offere4 hand of the spinster, «« ajMLiyho is 


this now ? This is a face new to me ; but I like it, there^a 
thought on the brow, though th^re^s roguery on the lip." 

'* Weel, Maister John," aaid Jeanie, ** it maun be vonr 
task to bring out what's on the brow, and keep down what'a 
in the lip ; sae I commit the youngster to your hands : not 
wi' thae tawse in them though ; make lum half as gude a 
scholar as you are yourself, and then he may brag the bar* 
ony ; — ^keeping oif Father Borthwick, who, 1 hear, is just a 
dungeon p^ lear. There now, put the lamb into the fauld^ 
and then we shall talk farther." Morison held by Jeanie's 
hand, and seemed loath to part.x ^ O, ye want to say some* 
thing ; weel, what is it ? naebody hears but ourselves." 

^ If ye gang in by the Elfin-cottage," said he, '* gie my two 
pet thrushes some meat ; I neglected them in my haste ; 
and tell my mother no be feared for me, nor grieve when 
she^s by herself, nor sing sad songs ony mair.** 

To do all this Jeanie promised, more with looks than 
words, for the feeling of the boy affected her^ 

The dominie put the lamb into his fold, amid the quea* 
tioning looks and titter of his scholars, and vetumed to 
Miss Jean Rabson, As he loved to call her. 

*' Now, Maister John," said Jeanie, ^ I see ye scarcely 
ken that boy ; its Morison Roldan ; I love him like a drap 
of my ain blude, and he's the son of mickle sorrow, a^, I 
maim sayH, shame, for his mither wa8,ay, andis, bonnie Marf 
Morison, and his father— i winna gie him the name i^e ch^ 
serves, bat the ane he gets. Lord Roldan." 

'" Ay, a papist and a omlignant," said the dominie ; ^ a 
wicked, witty man, and of a bold race, and bloody." 

*' Weel, then," said^ Jeanie, ^' there's the greater need to 
mind this boy, for he is a Roldan, every inch of him. Now 
ye maun keep the boys frae nicknaming him, first for his 
ain sake, and secondly for theirs, for he's like a flaff of fire 
with thunder at the back on't ; I trow he'll sort them ; there'll 
be bloody noses amang them, as sure as ye are John MiUi- 
gan^and I* am Jean Rabson." 

'* The bairn shall be attended to, and dutifully nurtured $^ I 
will hold my hands about him, assuredly. jBut ye love to 
name yere maiden name, Miss Jean : see ! I hatve got a 
good school, and a good dwelling-house, with a fair garden ; 
will ye no be prevailed upon to change yere name, and be 
mistress of the same f It's no just sae gude as to be 
wife of a minister, Jeimie, but it's respectable, and it's a po84 
of Ood's enjoining ; O that ye would but think so !" 

'* Hoot, Maister John, it's better than to be a preacher on 
the mountaittrtops ; wha wad be spouse, think ye, to a wan* 
dering Cameronian, who sang psalms to-day at the foot of 
Queensbury, to-morrow at the hip of Criffel, and On the third 
day was at Banff. Be gude to this bairn o' mine ; watch 
onow^hiia^ts if he wem ytere right ee; aad come aneea 


veek, if ye can^ to Howeboddom, to tell us about ii^ and 
then, if it be written that I am to be mistress here, nae 
doQbt it win be ftdfilied ; but godsake, Maister John, qnat my 
hand, somebody will see ! There's Kate Wilson looUng.^ 
The dominie dropped her hand as if it had been redhot 
iron, and in a moment was at lus task in the school. The 
loud sound of learning — for lessons were learned audiMr-^ 
then recommenced, and Jeanie turned her face to the £mn- 
^en, muttering, as she went along, ^ I coiddna marry Dom- 
mie MiUlgan, were I to die for refusing him. And yet I 
canna tell what ails me at him. If it be written that 1 am 
to be his wife, nae doubt, as I said, it will be fuliUled ; but 
the dominie, wi' a' his lear, will look lanff before he finds it 
mitten ; unless it be in Chaldaic or Sciayonic :" and she 
smiled at the conceit. 

When Jeanie reached the Elfin-cot, she found Mary in the 
garden, deeply discomposed. "Ye always come when I 
want ye maist,^ said Mary; '^see what I haye dug up in 
Mohson's little flower-bor^r: can ye read it and uiterpret 
it t" 

'* Read it !" exclaimed Jeanie ; ** the blind may read it ; it is 
the handwriting of God; it is the Almighty taking the part 
ef the helpless and the desolate — twenty pieces of romid 
sound red gold. Mary, ye should kneel and thank lum. He 
sent food to Elijah, ana two salmon td John Telfer, when 
he was wading the Dee to steed ar sheep for his famishing 
babes ; and he sends red gold to Mary Morison when she is 
in a weirscales about the education of her dear boy ; I can 
lead it weel.'* 

^ Jeanie,'* said she, ^'ye read it like a Mend ; but, alas? 

do you read it right 1 See here, and here, and here,** and 

she x>ointed to three distinct foo^rints in the garden ground. 

** That is writing I can read ; ohr that I had never seen it.*» 

She grew pale as the lilies among which she was sitting, 

her head swam, and her eyes grew dim ; jet she did not 

faint, and was better before Jeanie, who, fiyiug Hke a bird, 

broaght water from the sfRing. ''It is his footstep,'* she 

resiuned ; '' I could know it among ten thousand ; and he has 

put Mb accursed gold here, that my bairn might find it, and 

ttact I might take it without much inmiiry, and Ihn s bre ak 

the solemn, the sanctified row of my life f* and she wrung 

her hands, and seemed to reproach them for touclung what 

flbe so much abhorred. 

** MarVj^'ftaid Jeanie, "let us talk calmly and cautiouMy 
iritN>ut this ; biit first let me feed m^r boy Morison's birds—) 
proimsed that—poor fsdlow, he's kind-hearted baith to bivA 
mid beast, for these are twa gortins that he saved fra "^lO 
^iecf. Now I hafve pacified them, poor things, and we are 
at the fireside ; for, d'jre ken, I -dislike discussing secrets in 
the ox>enL air; and that reminds me to tell you that Domime 

66 ' tORB ROLl)AK< 

Milliffan will be kind and eyedant about the bairn, by tbig 
tokefi, that he offered to make me mistress of his house and 
kaleyard, and is to come up to Howeboddom to speak about 
it ; sae, ye see, 1 have* a hank owre him — od ! he/U make 
our boy a capital scholar." 

** I am thankful. But 0, dear, kind^ good Jeanie, do tell 
me what I am to do, now» touching this money." 

" Just do naethiiig at all," said her adviser; " why, ye are 
as afraid of the gold as if it wad bite or sting ye. I'll take 
the serpent whiUc ye dug up to our James ; and if he thinks 
we can use it, and with wisdom on x>ur side gie Morison a 
lifl at college, why then we may do it safely ; for he'll ad-* 
vise naught but what's for yaur good name. Ye ken he 
aye liked to see ye, and to hear ye speak, Mary; and auce, 
when ye ca'd me sister in yere daffin, 1 wish ye bad but 
seen his look* when I tauld him. But ye dinna like this, sae 
let it pass." 

" Your brother is a noble creature, and you are his full 
sister, Jeanie," said Mary, with a composed look ; " but, oh ! 
to think that Lord Roldan should, in the mirkness of the 
night ance mair, lay his snares for the helpless, sticks in 
my heart, and 1 canna forget it." 

Jeanie rose, and then sat ; rose again, went to the door, 
looked east, west, north, and south ; then returning, sat 
down, and said, with a low, earnest voice, — ^^ There's not a 
soul coining ! Now, Mary, did ye no ken that Lcnrd Roldaa 
has oftener than either ance or twice walked round the Elfin- 
cottage, up the Elfin-glen, and through the Elfin-cavern, like 
a troubled ghost, at the hollow hour of midniglit % He haa 
been seen, and that by ane who never deceived either me 
or anybody else, gaun daunering and loitering — ^tarrying 
by this bower, lingering by that rock, and looking like a 
spirit charmed by som^ strong enchantment. Mary, did ye 
no ken of this V 

^ If ye beUeve I did, Jeanie Rabson," replied Mary, ''then 
I'll say nae mair, but from this hour henceforth live on my 
ovm thoughts, commune with no one, but suspect all humaa 

" No, Mary, I dinna believe the tale ; had I believed it, I 
kenna what I would have done : for the arms of that boy 
Morison are kinched round my very heart. I dinna believe 
it, but all other folk believe it, save our James and me ; I 
have heard them dilate on it, Mary, lass, and gie every thing 
a malicious twisty till my fingers langed to gie their necks a 
thrawing. It was but yestern, nae farther gane, that that 
bottled-up snake — I dinna remember her name — my lady'a 
attendant. Sour Plooms-^ye ken her weol enough-HBaid, in 
my hearinff, that Madam Prudence, of the Elfin-glen, was 
pa sae prudent as some folk thought, and that the fqptstepa 

thai wei'e seen in the snow seven \<m^ yean ago were to 
be seen among the dew of the place still.'* 

" I was ignorant of all," replied Mary, '* and wish I had 
remained so. But what is this ?" 

The object which occasioned this exclamation was no 
other than Dominie Million, marching towards the glen at 
the head of his scholars — a band not at aU numerous ; for 
on the first day of the school they did not exceed a score 
and a half. He halted, them by the side of the stream ; he 
then conducted them among the hazel-bushes, where flow- 
ers and herbs grew thick and rank, and paunng at Mary's 
garden, appeared to direct their attention to the neat flower- 
beds, the rows of herbs, and the fruit-trees, which at once 
performed the part of hedge and orchard. What all this 
could mean Jeanie could not imagine ; but, accompanied 
by Mary, she went forth to the dominie. He was not slow 
in stating the object of his visit. 

** These are my bairns," said he, " whom Providence has 
sent me to instruct, and this beautiful ^en is my school in 
which they will learn a lesson. It is true that I have a 
place with a slated roof and with seats of deal, where my 
children study the scriptures and wise books written by 
pious men : but God never intended that we should ponder 
onJy on his written word ; hath he not set lessons to ns on 
every hill, and in every vale ; on every tree and in every 
stream ? All creation is a sacred volume — a vast Bible— 
iand yon sun, and the light of reason in our minds, are the 
caames by which we read and interpret it. A book is but 
a dead letter till we compare it vrith the living and 
breathing woiid. Seek for God, therefbre, hi the flowers 
of the field, the fish of the stream, the fowls of the air, and 
the clouds which pass over heaven. Read much and know 
litt}e-*-read httle and know less. Do'^peak riddles! I 
thus explain them : He who reads much will not have leis- 
ure to study living nature, and must therefore see through 
the eyes of others ; he who reads little, and studies not the 
breatning earth around him, will know next to nothing ; but 
he who knows most is the man that reads books and the 
animated page of creation time and time about, compares 
the one with the other, and forms his own conclusions. To 
Imow books only, is to look at a gum-fiower instead of a 
Jbalmy rose : to admire the painted water of the stage, and 
^b'ght that silver stream before you, in which the spotted 
eroiits dart to and fro, and which sings and freshens the 
XsLnd as it flows. No, my children, I shall not do you the 
•MXijlK&^ce to keep you from contemplating God in his works. 
X shafl lead you often forth, and explain to you the seasons 
^t,s they come, with all that comes in' their train ; the flow^ 
.^XB with their beauty, the herbs with their qualities, the 
j-M-aas Dnry of tJio birds and bees, and Mie toil of the fanner* 

C 3 


who, in his labours, walks hand in hand with God, and ful- 
fils his purposes and intentions.'* 

'* I shall be tempted to become a scholar, too,*' said Jeanie. 
" He's a wonderfu' man, this Dominie MilUgan." 


« His daring hope no sire** example bounds, 
Hia fint-born flight no pvejudiee confounds." 


Dominie M illi^an was an enthusiast, and readily commu- 
nicated, like fire touching 'tinder, his own spiiit, to such of 
his scholars as were at all mentally gifted : they grappled 
with the severest tasks, and mastered the longest lessons, 
not because it was the pleasure of the niaster, but from 
being delightful to themselves. How his eye brightened, 
and how his heart expanded, and how the mercury of his 
enthusiasm rose over a lad of spirit and promise ; nor w^ 
he slack in discovering fit recruits for what he called ms 
grenadiers ; he watched on all the efi*ect of his favourite 
passages of scripture or poesy, and, as the^r were afTecte^l, 
ne drew conclusions regarding their sensibility and fancy. 
He was, however, the worst of all possible masters for the 
inapt and the dull; he made what he called an onset oa 
them, by both sap and storm ; and when he found that he 
had not the art to rouse them, he gave up the attack. He 
delighted to see them puzzled and perplexed by the com- 
monest questions ; he would clap them on the head, and 
say, ** Clever fell^ ! what a fine head ; 'tis as hard as a 
millstone, and as thick as a bombshell ; I marvel that hair 
has grown up|on it ; you will be driving the dung>cart when 
lads like Morison there will be riding in a coach and six." 

Such sentiments and discipline were not at all acceptable 
to children that happened to be slow and sluggish ; but they 
were welcome to ail of active minds and quick apprehen- 
sions; the barony was therefore divided on his merits, and 
Dominie Milligan, while he was caressed by one family^ 
ran a risk of bein^ stoned by another. 

A deputation of the heads of families of the satisfied and 
the aggrieved visited him on the third month of his ministra- 
tion, regarding the mysterious rules of instruction. He 
h^ard them lay down the law, that a master should be alike 
kind and anxious about all ; that he should restrain the too 
impetuous ; urge — one of them said, " flog up the sluggish ; 
and thus have all bright, hke halfpence worn in the pocket, 
imd sliining through frequent banoiing." 

« LORD ROLDilf. 69 

The dominie looked on all iioB a$ heresy ; he tvined up 
the whites of his efe^ ; a little wart on his right eyelid be- 
came a^tated, and he exclaimed, *^ Are ye wisef than the 
Most High 1 Has he not made some bright and some doll ? 
and who can, by polishing, turn a gray granite stone into a 
shining diamond. To the quick and the clever, the doors 
of ambition are opened wide ; learning lends them wings to 
rise, and they rise, and lighten the land around like new«- 
created stars. To the duU and the leaden-headed alt WBy» 
are closed save the Way to the dunghill ; the little leaminff 
which is forced ujton them becomes as wings of iMd, ana 
the pnly light which thev follow is that of the will-o*-wlsp,< 
to drown them in a puddle, for they have not the sense to 
creep out of a spoonful of water." 

The deputation departed, one half of them saying the 
master was a bom fool, a predestined gomeral ; the other, 
that he was a wonderful being, a miracle of learning, and 
was just the very man for making ministers for the pulpits 
The dominie nevertheless sometimes erred in his estimates 
of intellect. On the same day that Morison Roldan joined 
the school, a clouterly boy, some year and a half older, the 
son of a shepherd, and bv name David Gellock, was admit- 
ted. Morison soon cUmbed to the top of the class, and 
though he was now and then trapped (town, he quicklv re- 
gained his place. Not so honest Davie ; he was j^aced low 
at first, and instead of rising, dropped down and do\m, till 
he was foot all but one — ^for a boy, to whom Providenee 
had given such intense obluseness of intellect, that he went 
by the name of the MiUstone-head, held, as by right of inhere 
Itance, the place of dult. Daviess descent in the class si 
length incensed the dominie so much, that he fritaced him on 
that unwelcome eminence, the repentance-stool, and gave 
Mm a hard lesson to loam ;— he occupied the seat for some 
three minutes, and put on an aspect as hard as flint, but it 
would not do— he burst into tears, sprang to the floor, and 
saying, with a violent sob, ^' O ! Morison, man, speak for 
me !" doggedly resumed his former seat in the class. Mor" 
ison looked at the dominie, and would fain have spoken. 

** Ye need not speak, boy, your look's enough,'' said the 
master; 'Uher^ are sparkles of fire in that moorland flint,- 
but it must be stricken hard. Go on with your class, David j 
you may ride on a horse yet, but never in- a chasriot, imless 
Morison 'will take ye into his." 

In Morison the dominie found ft scholar to his mhid : he 
lealmed all the school-lessons, and longed for mote ; ever^ 
new book opened up fresh sources of knowledge; he reaid 
history, he talked history, and, as his mother said, he dream^ 
ed history. Poetry next spread out its charms : he could 
not, indeed, endure it at first; but rather marveUed Ivhav 
kind of strange composition it was. Accident threw In hie 


way a Uack-letter folio, full of our old rhymed romances ; 
their chivalry bewitched him; he did not, indeed, much ad* 
mire the encounters with giants and hippogriffs ; but all deeds 
of daring were acceptable to his heart ; and he could repeat 
Sir Eger, Sir Graham, and Sir Gray Steel, iTrom end to eild 
—and was inclined to do so when some of his audience did 
any thing but wish it. But he did not linger among the . 
scenes of history, and lily-beds of song, to the neglect of 
other duties ; he wrought his way through all the rules of 
arithmetic with little pleasure, but with great rapidity. 
Mathematics seemed. thistly at first; but when he discover- 
ed how much they aided accuracy of thought, and how ne- 
cessary they were in the movements and combinations of 
war, he gave up his heart and head to them, and soon over- 
took the knowledge of his master. 

. Morison did not, however, reach the head of the classes 
in the school for a season or two ; nor did he attain such 
honours without sharp contests, nor enjoy them without la- 
bour and toil. We do not mean that he had to maintain his 
ascendency by study and quickness of parts alone ; no ! he 
was obhged to vindicate his right to be dux by strength of 
ann and courage out of school : and La this he found a faith- 
ful auxiliary in Davie Gellock. Those who had lost sta- 
tions in the class were sometimes willing to show that their 
arms were more powerful than their intellects, and desirous 
of satisf3ang Morison that he was not superior in aU things. 
Davie scarcely waited for the commencement of hostilities :~ 
he owed Morison the Value of many a hard lesson, ana 
longed for the hour of repayment ; nay, ventured sometimes 
to anticipate his friend, and once or twice had all but to 
fight Morison for presuming to meddle with his prey. 
Strange books, bloody noses, and torn coats, were three 
things common to the Elfin-cottage; and had not Jeanie 
Rabson taken Morison^s part on more occasions than one. 
he would have tasted the rebuke of both his mother's hand 
and tongue. When, indeed, any thing disastrous befell him, 
he made his way to Howeboddom ; and Jean's skill with 
the needle, or soothingness of tongue, was alike useful in 
his cause. " O Maiy, woman," was her wonted song, " ye 
have muckle reason to be proud; he's a crand creature, this 
Morison of ours ! I could beg my bread with the bairn, I 
love him sae weel. He'll be a shimng light yet. Hout ! tell 
nae me about his plays and pranks : vfSd ye hae him to sit 
like a sautpowk, ay, at the mgle side ? I never saw ony 
gude come o' a fusionless sumph." 

But there were others who refused to look on the pranks, ^ 
and talents, and the scholarship of Morison with thie kindly 
eyes of Jeanie Rabson.- Some accused his mother of a de- 
sign to raise her love-begot laddie owre the heads of those 
who oame regidarly to the world, under the sanction of the 

LOltB ROLDAir. ei 

drk, and in the terms of an act of pailuanonu Natv om 
)r two scrapled not to attribate not a little blano to ProTi* 
lence, for having done nlore for Morieon, in the way of 
^ood looks and gifts of mind, than he had done for the sons 
•f douce folk, who read the soriptures regularly, dozed in 
he pews on Sunday, and served him in the strict legal 
leaning of devotion. We have no wish to say what half 
16 vale and much of the upland said ; beGaoBe a spiteftd 
atirist imputes envy to the virtooos when they rail, mal it 
I impossible that snch antiquated spinstera as Nidde Nee- 
[son, and Sour Plooms, and Jane Juniper of Uie HaHiday 
!ill could envy Mary in the gladness of having such a son ; 
»r they were too strict and heedAiI in the ways in whidl 
Ley walked to seek an honour which involved a fault. 

There were others who, in indulging the same amiable 
(eling, went a cannier way to worii : they acknowledged 
lat Morison was '^baith gnde and clever; but then see 
hat his mother, poor fooush creature, was bringing the 
ddie to ! No content that he should crest it^ up wi' the 
(St bom, in suits of green, and ruffles, and such like falde* 
Is^just as if his father had asked the kirk's leave when 

begat him— but she maun have him to apeak Latin wonts 
d Greeks, and blauds o* poetry, as if he were parson and 
lyactor baith in a breath; and then that half-demented 
lie. Dominie Milligan, keeps up the delusion, and — would 
believe it t — says that Morison Roldan kens Aiair at four- 
;n than some ken at four-and-twenty." — ''I wonder to 
a,r ye make sae mickle about a rumlegarie, liffht-headed. 
Heck of a lad like that,*' said John Howet of Hurley-rigg. 
[e's a bom fool : ae hour yell hear him ravin* tfll he's 
trse, clean ofT-loof nonsense of his ain ; anither hour yell 

him drawing daft^hke lines on the linn sands, whilk he 
Is his battle-plans and his mathematical modes of taking 
ma : but bide a wee ! afore ye hae well done marvellinff 
he nonsense of the thing, yell hear a shout whilk ye wad 
[k came frae the i>lover or the curlew, and wha is it but 
gowk caUant, sitting on the tapmost stane of Glengar* 
k auld 'tower, where never a ane dare venture, save the 
lawk and himself. The boy's fairty moidert and win- 
skewed wi' reading fule books — ^I wad speak to the mith* 
' him, but I am no just sure that a man who looks to be 
Ider will help on his ain preferment by being seen hand 
glove wi' ane that was ance loose, and may never mair 

is likely that some such thoughts as those expressed 
[urley-ngg had crossed the mind of Mary Morison ; fot 
he very first hslf-holyday which the school afforded, 
1 her son had brought all his books from the classes, 
had gone away to help honest Davie to rob a hunting- 
l's ne&t in the old tower of Glengamook, she summiA* 



ed Jeaide Rabson, and declared her determination to hold 
an inquest on the books which were, she feared> robbinff her 
bairn of his wits. Jeaoie assented to be one of the juogee* 
and, just as they were conunencing the task, they were 
joined by Nanse Halberson. She was invited to become a 
critic ; and the three laid their heads together to separate 
the righteous volumes from the unrighteous, and leave no 
book on Morison's shelves capable of leading him like a 
wiU-o'-wisp into the mire of verse, or of " filling his noddle,'* 
as Jeanie Rabson said, " wi' the idea of becoming a Sir Will- 
iam Wallace, or a Black Douglas, or waur than a Sir Gray 
Steel — ^what Steels could he be of—- the Steels of Steelston 
are a wauf race, and the Steels of Skinanbim are little bet- 

Each of the three judges, like the editors of three critical 
reviews in these our latter days, when some new poet or 
other perplexes them by deviating into originality from the 
beaten path of opinion, sought to justify herself from any 
share in the imputed error. ^* I have been watchful of the 
boy," said Maiy ; '* and all the books which J allowed him 
to look at besides the Bible were the Pilgrim^s Progress and 
Robinson Crusoe." — " And I," said Jeanie Rabson, '^ gave 
him The Afflicted Man^s Best Companion, and the Letters 
of that sound divine Rutherford, whilk are like flowers, and 
contain honey for the wild bee as well as for the tame." — 
'* And I," quoth Nanse Halberson, ** gied him that graceful 
pastoral. The Gentle Shepherd ; — a volume of gude auld 
Scottish sangs, whilk our douce grandmothers sang ; by and 
attour a mickle black book, fu' o' blacker print and romantic 
stories — no printed to mislead, but to amuse and shorten & 
lahg darksome night." — ** I have my own doubts about the 
latter book," said Mary ; " but let us look into them one by 
one. There's a volume to you, Nanse, there's another to 
you, Jeanie, and I'll dip into this one myself." 

Jeanie Rabson spoke first : " This," said she, " maun be 
a book of verse, for the lines are short 9,nd long, and ragged 
at the end, like a beggar's blanket ; it is called The Cherrie 
and the Slae : it's a lang dreigh story ; the sweet cherrie is* 
sin, and the sour slae virtue — a capital thing for Madam Sour 
Plooms, up bye yonder. But oh! to read through it for 
the sake of three hues of moral, is like climbing a tree 
seven miles high for the sake of ae apple. Ye nee&a dread 
this book ; it will do naebody ony harm." 

** I canna just say sae mickle for my ane, then," said 
Mary ; *' but the gude rule at ae end is a set-off against the 
misnile at the other. Here's sic a scene o' dafiin, and daun- 
cing, and drinking as I never read the like o' ; and then the 
painting of the hale is as bright as sunshine, and the language 
seems as if it were dancing to a tune. Christ's Kirk on the 
Green is the name o't; and the other i» csdled The Gude- 





wife of Aachtenmiehtf ; there*8 tudit domattie dkcipline m 
it ; and then the moral aod the dioUingrin hand in haad* and 
reel and set to ane anither. The bairn maon hare langhed 
loudly at this: I trow he could take nae skrnith firae tie 

^'And mine," said Nan»3 Halberson, *^is a sanctilled 
work : Rutherford^s Letters, nae less. Ye hare nae idea 
how warmly the reader is called on to caress the kirk ; to 
teke her round the neck, and salute her, and touale her weel 
*foT salvation's sake." - 

^ O Nanse," said Jeaaie, '* ye*re a queer expositor of types 
and symbols : but I*m thinking I had better tak the book 
hame wi' me; young blood and ignorant eyes are apt to 
make mistakes, and think the good divine is talking oi leas 
sanctified things than kirks and synods." 

While these three female judges are busy with the little 
litaury, giving one volume to honour and another to dishon- 
our, let us follow Morison and Davie to what we may call 
the adventure of the hawk ; semng that this tyrant of the 
air had constructed her chand)er, and reared her young, in a 
situation so lofty and perilous that no one had hitherto sue- 
- ceeded in cUmbing to her eyiy . An old tower, called the 
Peel of Glengamock, overlooked the bay: it was square, 
with a ditch and fence-wall, and considered impregnate, 
till a feud with the house of Maxwell brought two tTOUsaad 
warriors against it, who made it a habitation for ravens and 
owls. The turret stair was broken dose by the wall, the 
vaulted floors were gone, and nothing stood save a ragged 
skeleton, in the most tottering part of which a hunting-hawk 
had her nest, with lour young ones, fledged, and all but fit 
for flight. 

Morison had something like a dawning notion that he was 
connected with the owner of the mined tower, and the 
estate whereon it stood ; but his birth and relationship were 
matters shunned by his mother and avoided by Jeauie Rab- 
son ; so much so that he hardly knew that a stain was on 
his birth, (ht that the word bastard had so insulting meaning. 
The unwelcome feeling occasionally intruded itself that hia 
mother had not the same station in the world as other dainea 
who had children ; and once, in real simplicity of soul, he 
sent the colour from her cheek by inquiring what kind of 
chfld a natural child was. 

His schoolfellows, with most of whom he was a favour- 
ite, were unacquainted with the refined systemaof annoy- 
ance practised in more lordly seminaries: they were sons 
of shepherds or of ploughmen, with whom, the bar sinister 
was scarcely a blot. A lame foot, a hand with three fingers, 
or a squint, were objects ralher of kindness than of scorn : 
and Morison had yet to. learn that the laws of man, thou^ 
not of nature, interfered between him and a wide inhmW 


ance. The two adrenturers soon reached the ruin, ascend- 
ed with the lightness of winged creatures the jagged and 
ragged wall, and gained the foot of the central tower, 
« which, rising to the height of thirty feet above the para^ 

pets, overlooked the country for many miles. 

But at the foot of the central tower Davie's courage fail- 
ed ; he had never before been so high in the air, and as he 
looked on the rolling sea and on the daisied sod, some sixty 
feet beneath, he wished himself safely down, and declared 
that he had not a head that would carry him further. He 
therefore descended, and awaited below the return of Mori- 
son from the fedoon tower, as it was called, in allusion to its 
tenant. The dizzy summit was soon scaled, and, with a 
couple of young hunting-hawks secured in his cup,. he be- 
gan to descend on the other side from that on which he had 
ascended, for the purpose of examining the ruin. He now 
remembered that in country story the falcon tower was 
haunted ; lights had been seen there at night ; some had 
heard sounds, and one even swore to the waving of a hand, 
and the -^ance of a robe of scarlet. A narrow aperture, 
in which an oak door still kept its hinges, led into it ; Mori- 
son pushed it up and entered :*- 

He started back, and his first emotion was to fly, for there, 
on a 'Stone seat, like a watcher of old, and leamng on a ta- 
Me, sat a handsmne man, with booke open before £m, and a 
brace of pistols richly inlaid and shining in their polish. He 
ffazed on Morison, and said sharply, *^ How dare you climb 
here and rob m^ hawk-nests %" 

"I have harried the hawk^s nest,"^ answered Morison, 
*' because the old one-*I know her by her Uue wing»-* 
killed my mother's hen-birds ; and, maybe, I have another 
' reason.'* 

^' Let me hear reason the second," said the stranger, 
lookinff at the youth as if. he would have looked him 

^' Ou just," replied he, *' because the youn^ hiird of Knock« 
hoolie said I durst na doH ; but I'll put the burds into the nest 
again if ye like, for it would be a pity to rob them of their 
mother's bosom and warm wing, and their free course in 
the air." , 

Morison was about to reascend the turret, when the stran* 
ger stopped him and said, " Nay, my boy, that would peril 
thy bones twice ; I shall tame one of these hawks for tnee. 
Wiat ! you object to that ? Well, what is it you wish t" 

" If you tame one for me," said Morison, "you must let 
me give it to Davie Geilock, for I promised hun one if he 
« would accompany me to the tower.'* 

*' And where is this friend of thine!" inquired the stran* 

** He is at hand," said Monson i but, on looking for him, 


he W88 nowhere to he seen. He called his name once— 
twice^thrice, till the ruin rang again, hot Davie did not 
make his i^pearance. '' Oh, he will have fiOlen and killed 
himself I"" exclaimed the other : '* and what will hia father 
say, and what shall Isay to my mother V and he sprang to- 
wards the shattered staircase, and down he w^t with the 
iuickness of a cat. When he reached the ground* the 
(tranger was there before him. How he descended Mori- 
ton had no time to inquire ; for a scream, wild and fearfiil, 
VS8 uttered by Davie, who, starting from among the shat- 
ered arches, fled with the speed ot a hunted deer, and was 
ut of sight in a moment. 

'' He takes you, sir," said Morison, *' fof a ghost or a 
^ith, which they say haunts this old tower, and he will 
on home and tell that I em taken and torn to pieces." 

" And what do you take me for ?" said the stranger, with 
iowenUg look. '' You saw that I did not follow yoo, ani 
et I reached the ground before you." 

" You are no ghost, for all that," said Morison, <' though, 
ad I seen you at night, up in yon howlet-room, I shoul£ui 
ive known what to sqy. You are a man. I have read 
lat whoso ia more than man is a god; Imt ye are nae god 
your feet sound as you walk; you nearly fell over uiat 

'' You are a strange boy," said the querist ; ^ what ia your 

me, and who are your parents 1" 

'' My name is Morison Roldan, and my mother lives in 

9 Elfin-glen." 

The stranger turned his head away, and remained silent 

* a Httle while. '^ The Elfin-glen !" he muttered to himself; 

irell I know its romantic caverns and its flowerjr nooks, 

I often do I see it when the moon and stars light me. 

II me, boy,i' he said aloud, " do you know the Elfin-cave, ' 
th the little spring well in the comer, and garlands of 
ie3n3uckle hung at the entrance?" 

' Oh yes! I go there once a year with my mother ;— it is 
he autonm season : she grows sad and seems ill about 
lething ; but after she has sat a while looking at one place 
:he cavein, and praying in another, and muttering the* 
le of some one, she grows more composed, and returns 
le. She will tell me, she says, the story of the cavern 
le time. I am ^lad that she refuses to tell me now." 
Why so 1" incimred the stranger. 
Because," said Morison, " I am but a boy, and there 
' be some wrong to right. But I maun go^ home, for 
lie Rabson, of Howeboddom, will be there, and I maun 
lier, for she is like anither mither to me." 
he stranger whistled t¥dce: two lackeys made their 
^arance . '* Here, " said he ; '* rear and tram these hawks ; 
«re from the falcon tower ; one of them, is for thin 



youth." They took the hawks and vanished. " IJere, child;'* 
he continuied, " take this puwe ; and when anyone asks you 
where you got it, say the man of the haunted tower gave it 
to you : I shall see thee soon again.^' He turned round as 
he spoke ; and Morison, rejoicing at his release, imitated 
Davie, and bounded off, but more in gladness than in fear ; 
for' there was something in the look and voice of the stran- 
cer which filled his mind, and allowed him to think of noth- 
mg else till he reached the entrance of the- Blfin-glen. 

"Hilloa! Morison," shouted Davie Gellock; "what a 
wonderful dehverance ! They'll look wi' clear een that will 
catch me hunting for hawks about haunted towers again. 
What a mercy that it didna confine ye in Ihe turret, and 
keep ye there to feed the hawks wi' !" 

"And do ye think," inquired Morison, "that it viras na 
flesh and blood t" 

" Flesh and blood !" exclaimed Davie ; " when could flesh 
and blood flee down seventy feet perpendicular as he did, 
and rise without sair banes f He was a gruesome ghaist, 
wi' hair like a heather cowe, and tusks like the hnphpins o' 
a cart." 

Ere they arrived at the ElAn-cottage, the inquest on Moi^ 
ison's little library closed in these words. " Here's a book," 
said Jeanie Rabson, *' that we had nearly overlooked ; its 
The Seasons, by James Thomson ; and tells us that there are 
flowers in spring, sunshine in summer, com in harvest, and 
snow in winter ; nevertheless, there is a wonderful beauty 
of egression about it ; but he has tried to relate the Messed 
story of Ruth, and failed for lack of memory." 

" Weel, ye see," said Nanse, " the bairn is a wise bairn 
after all ; and saving Peden's Prophecies, which are non- 
sense, and Satan's Invisible World Discovered, which is 
lies, and Gulliver's Travels, which are baith, his books are a* 
gude books ; biit as for these three, si>are them not, say I.'* 

" And I am of the same opinion," said Jeanie ; " but I wad 
add Valentine and Orson, Sir Eger, Sir Graham, and Sir 
Gray Steel ; True Thomas, and the Queen of Elfland, and 
all the race of wild tales, to the number: if they are true, 
they are sae marvellous as to form nae example ; and if they 
are lies, th^ are sic unlikely anes that they should be burnt. 
But Mary, lass, the sun is going down, and I maun hame 
to the kye." On this she left the cottage, accompanied 
. by Nanse Halberson. 

Morison found his mother replacing the books in his little 
chamber. "Bless thee! my son,""said Mary, "what ails 
thee? Come in and sit down, and tell me all what has 
happened — ye look as if ye had conversed with a ghaist." 

"That's what Davie says," answered Morison ; " but when 
was a ghost visible in daylight ; and what ghost ever car- 
ried a brace of silver-mounted pistols ; and what gkoni ever 

ton ftOLSAV. 6T 

reads & bonk; and, more than that, did ye erer hear of 
ghost that had gold in his waistcoat-focket T Eren Nanae 
Halhenon, that kena a' the ghoat atoriea, haa na a tale like 

^' And wha," aaid Davie, ^ erer heaid of hnman fleah and 
)lood dwalUng in the topmoat pinnacle of Glengamock 
?ee\ ; o( human fleah and hlood that eonld flee down through 
he air, like a lobin-Tedbreaat, seventy feet, if it'a an inch, 
ind light on its ain feet ; and when did aught (A thia world 
flowre wi' twa aaoeer een, and laugh wi* teeth like tether 
takes !" 

^' Saucer een ani teeth like tether atakea !** exclaimed 
lorison ; *' I was face to face wi' him, and ought to ken he 
ras a veay handsome man, about the age of ray mother; 
nd though he came down ftom the falcon tower raster than 
came, 1 bethink me now that I heard the sound of descend- 
ig feet in the heart of the wall near me. He kena aE 
Tout our glen here, and asked me about the Elftn-cayem, 
here my moUier likea to sit for hours and hours together." 
" Wee^ weel, keep your ain opinion, and I'll keep mine,*' 
lid Davie, stoutly; "but 111 off hame before dark." And 
vay he started ; turning now and tiien to look back at the 
.unted tower, which rose gray and grim in the diatance. 
Mary Morison roae and l^^ed put on the vale ; ahe then 
)sed the door of the chamber, and with totterhig kneea, 
d a face cold and colourless as marble, said, ^ Haye ye 
d me all, Morison, my bairn V* 

"' No, mother,'' answered the youth; "but it's soon toM.* 
J then related his interview with the stranger, the words 
it paaaed between them, and described his appearance. 
* Be mair particular wi' the stranger's looks," said Maiy ; 
3r micdde depends on it." 

' He was of the middle size aiid mair ; his een were deep 
1 dark ; his brow high and clear ; his colour paler than 
nmon ; and, when he spoke, he lisped a little.'^ 
It's he J 'tis he himself," said Mary ; «« these are true to- 
s ; and then his complexion — ^it was one of the brightest ; 
foreign sons and foreign follies wiU stain the purest red 
white. What said he about the Elfin-cavern; d'ye re* 
aber his yery words ?" , 

He asked me if i knew it, and had observed its httle 
flg-, and the summer garlands at the entrance ; and he 
tered something about kenning it weel, and visiting it 
a naething sees him saye the moon and stars." 
le hid her face in her hands, but the tears, large and hot, 
:led fast throu^ between her fingers. " I winna let the 
if enter and charm my soul again," said she, recovering 
3lf; ** lie forsook me, and when ae word that is reps^ 
' baith aboon and below, and which earth demanded, 
d kave cleaied me with the worid and done juattce— 


justice to thee, my helpless boy--4i6 refused to speak thai 
word — ^that little word—" 

** When I am a man I will make him speak it, mother P* 
eaid Morison, ." though it should peril my neart's blood.** 

Mary rose from her seat, opened the chamber Window, 
allowing the summer air, mingled with the light of the de» 
scending sun, to stream freely and refreshingly in, and shed- 
ding back the thick shining hair from the forehead and tem* 
pies of her boy, over which' it wandered diseidered, she 
said, "Alas, my child, ye will but augment the misery 
which ye desire to lessen : I seek avengement at no one's 
hand, and least of all at thine ; and hav^I not my revenge 1 
Am I not happy and prosperous ? Is not my son not only 
the first in all things — ^looks as well as mind, but does he 
not promise to take rank among the wise, the }nous, and the 
eloquent ? l^ook at him who wronged us — ^is he not im- 
happy ? Does he not seek in far foreign lands for the peace 
domed him by his follies in this ; and does he not nony 
home again for the peace he is denied abroad? I am 
avenged, ay, more than I desired." 

" Mother, mother I" said Morison, " of whom speak you f 
he whom I saw in the old tower I never beheld before— he 
is a stranger ; of whom do vou speak 1" 

Mary took down her Bible, and turning to the title-leaf, 
pointed to the blank in the entry of her son's birth — ^^*My 
child," she said, " you once aaked me whose nane should 
fill that space— bring me pen and ink." She took the pei)| 
and after " Morison, son of Maiy Morison," wrote calmly, 
and in a beautiful hand—" Lord Roldan." 

" And, mother, is Lord Roldan my father V' inquired Mor« 

" He is," exclaimed Lord Roldan, opening the door of the 
chamber, " he is, and is come to say so — would that he had 
done so sooner." 

Mary, who had started at first, and made a step as if she 
would have fled, looked on him, and said, *' Have you yet 
more to say V 

" Yes, Mary, much :-^I have to ask forgiveness of thee 
for the manifold injuries I have done, and to bid thee be hap* 
py; come with me to another land — come where there are 
no bigoted mothers, and contemptible etiquette, to which, 
as to an idol, I must bow here. Come, and a life devoted to 
thee and thine shall show the world that Loxd Roldaa is not 
unworthy of his first and only love." 

" I have heard something like all this from you before, 
my lord," said Mary ; " but speak plainly ; the way which I 
must ffb now hes through the church, when the minister 
of God is there ! Lord Roldan knows whether that is the 
way he means or no." 

His lordship was sileat for a moment. '' Mary," he aaid, 

tOX9 ftOLDAir. W 

*w^wtnnftr to ondentand each other! Am I doomed to 
Mritheraway like a flower half cut by the mower and droop- 
ing to the mn t Am I doomed to print my footsteps round 
the house of her whom I love when all are asleep, and to 
neet with no requital ? Mary, if you were to see me titting 
or hosts at midnight in that lonesome caTem, living over 
gain hoars of departed love, and imagining in every wave 
f the honeysuckle garlands at the entraooe, and in every 
weet sound, that I hear your coming footsteps, and see 
our form—sylph-Iike, and even in its shadow beautiAil — 
ou would pi^ me, nor refuse the request of one who will 
)t believe that he is not yet dear to ^ou." 
" My lord," replied Mary, with a voice that had lost all its 
fitatton, ^you ure but wasting words, and hindering me 
om working. I have a task to perform — a task needful at 
St for the support of my son and myself, and now per- 
rmed as a duty, that I may fulfil the high purposes for 
^ich I am educating him. Be so good as retire, tnerefore; 
is sufficient that I have taken my resolution.'^ 
" And 1 have taken mine,*' replied Lord Roldan : " here I 
ide till you consent to go wit n me — ^my ship sails to-mor- 
w. Gome, come, Mary,'* he said, in a more indifferent 
le, " do not aueen it too much ; we were acquainted ia 
er days, you Juiow. Yon cavern has its love-legends as 
11 as itsgoUin tales : you did not always look so scornful 
me." And he sat down suddenly, and seemed disposed 

My lord," said Mary, " you desire roe not to queen it too 
ch. Queen it I I ought to fall on my knees, and ask as- 
ance from God against a demon ! You broke every vow, 
they were many ; you broke every oath, and you know 
/ were numerous ; you withheld or destroyed all testi- 
ly to my honour — nay, you refused even to own that 
iping boy, but left him to the mercy of a wintry world, 
the- support of a helpless mother! I thought you had 
med up the whole evil you intended to do me in those 
r deeds : but no— experience has increased your powers 
lischief, and lol you are here to insult me with your. 
Binptible lore^ and give the world cause to suspect the 
irity of my repentance. I bid you begone, my lord : 
•t me Act too far." 

i'here is very ruddy blood in thy veins, Mary ; still it is 
burl's blood, and these tragic airs do not become thee-^ 
rhst means the boy V 

he said this, Morison, who had* hitherto stood gazing, 
aoment on Lord Roldan, then on his mother, and won- 
g what adl this mystical languaji^ meant, dashed down 
urse of gold wluoh he had received at the feet of Lord 
in, 8a3riiig, *' Take it back ! no Rood can come from it. 
^Tf mother, dinna mind that insulting man ; I will never 


ask for a father again. No one shall he a father to me that 
gars you greet." 

" O, my ain, my dear-bought bairn !" aaid Mary, claspinc 
him to her bosom ; " I did a sinful deed in other days, and 
oh ! I have done one of folly to-day. No sooner did I write 
down ' Lord Roldan* in m^ blessed father's Bible, than, as 
if it had been a spell, it raised a demon — lo ! there he sits 
mocking and insulting me." 

"Beware!" said his lordship, in a low, hollow Toice; 
'* the demon of whom you speak can act as well as look." 

" Alas ! I know it^ my lord," replied Mary ; *^ but even 
against that I am not unprovided : the blood of Halbert Mor- 
ison is in mv veins." She pat her hand into her bosom. 
" I have at least one faithful friend in the woiid who win 
take my part and require small persuasion." Something 
glittered in her hand as she spoke. 

" Mother, mother," said Morison, " it is loaded with ball ! 
-—-I examined it last night." 

" And hast thou seen thy mother^s friend, my boy 1 For 
these fourteen melancholy years it has lain, I may say, in 
my bosom, and been my protector. See ! is it not a neat 
and handsome thing? — one touch of my finger, and he who 
is come to insult me would do so no more." 

Lord Roldan rose and said, " By the light of heaven ! 1 
would give half my land wert thou but of gentle blood. 
Now some dames would have screamed— some woold have 
fainted — and some would have done I dare not well say 
what, had they been in thy place, Mary: but Mary— my 
Mary of the Elfin-cave 1 — neither screamed nor fainted, but 
out she plucks what she calla^her bosom friend, even a 
loaded pistol, and informs me that she stands protected. It 
was done with so natural an air, too \ no earl's daughter 
could have done it Mrith so much majesty. Farewell for a 
while, Maryl it ia lucky, after all, that two such spirits caa« 
not be together;" 

^^ I will not always be a boy, sir," said Morison, touched 
by words half sarcastic. 

Lord Roldan went away, and the mother and son wero 
left alone to think of what had passed. Morison lay and 
sobbed in her bosom ; at last he exclaimed, ** It is better as 
it is : why should I want a father when I have such a moth« 
er ! I have read of wondrous things done by desolate chil- 
dren ; and I feel that God has more for me to do in the 
world than to sit and wring my hands, and lament that I 
have not a father. Mother, I ken now what WUl Lorbume 
meant when he called me bsistard : I didna laugh, nor yet did 
J cry, but all the boya looked at me, and I looked at them. 
I wonder if he will call me that again 1" And h^ clinched 
his hand9» and his eyes lighteued* 

U}R9 ROLDAN* 7} 


** As bteak-faeed HaUofwrnaas TOtunw. 
'Th»j get the joml noting kiraa; 
When rural hfe, in every station. 
Unite in common recreation ; 
Love Minks, wit slips, and social mirth 
Forgets there's care upon the earth.** 


A FBw days after, the events related in our last chapten 
>rd Roldan's barge, with aU its sails set, and the banner o? 
8 house fl^i^ sailed out of. the bay of Glengamock, and 
»re his lordship away to foreign parts; there to do--so 
mour said--much that was evQ and Uttle that was good. 
.But I wsdna hae onybody to be owre sure that Lord 
Mms gane," said that district authority Nickie Neevi- 
tt ; * he wiU come back the first high wind, or the first 
inder-shower, aa a' the name eome to the world ; and 
jaking o names, has na he a^ gude as owned Mary Mor- 
n s baini. My certie, kimmer will look owre her nose at 
a now ! she was high enough before wi' what Dominie 
Ugan, the demented bodie, calls Motiaon's giftfr~I wish 
y were but graces-^he country winna contain her." 
he prophecy of Nickie, like the prophecies of more re- 
med names in these our latter days of foreknowledge, 
rnot soon fulfilled : high winds and loud thunder-storms 
e m their time ; the seasons also revolved ; nay, years 
led by, and yet no one saw the much-looked-for barge 
ra to the bay ; nor did the pride of Mary Morison in- 

hese were times of happiness and peace to Mary and 
son; the former augmented her stock of honsehold 
; her webs of fine linen, bleached among the gowans 
e Elfin-burn bank, grew numerous ; so did her pieces of 
y- woolsey ; nay, she procured the finest wool, and, ex- 
? her skill, spun it fine and evenly, and had it woven in 
yameronian loom of James Macgee, and died a sea^ 
I colour in the vats of J>eacon Mitchelson, and all with 
lope of riva^dng the beauteous manufactures of the 

: her nftoney, too, actively won and prudently hoarded, 
ised fourfold ; and, through the agency of Jeanie Rab- 
it was laid safely out at interest, " so that, Mary, 
in," said her friend,* "ye may sometimes sit idle, for 
3wd is woriung while ye are sleeping." 

these matters did not grow and prosper more under 
ands than Morison increased in beauty and grew in 
.edge under the ministry of time and the tuition of 


Dominie Milligan. He was now in his serenteenth rear; 
was tall of his age, well shaped, and active ; and had a blow, 
a smile, a kind word, or a sharp gibe for all, according ta 
their deservings. TUe opprobnous wolrd bastard had in- 
volved him in three different contests with boys above his 
own age ; and hard knocks were given and received, in two 
of which he was .victor, and the third was interrupted by 
bavie Gellock, who, fearful for his friend, interposed by 
main force, and bestow^ed with his iron fists such a lesson 
on the enemy, that the word of shame was silenced in the 
school and in the field, and Morison reigned kinff in learning 
and in courage among the youth of Glengamock. 

**It's no," said one of the unsuccessftu champions, *'bttt 
ane might, in the long ran, by stratagem and wiJc^, conoaer 
Morison, for he*s a flafT of fire ; but then we have to bide 
the brulzie next wi* that dour deevil, Davie : his flesh is aft 
hard as a reested ham — blood canna be drawn onV-*«iid 
then his neeves— I think I feel them hammering mider my 
short rib yet. I wonder what the two boys see in ime 
another ?" 

But, as the stature of Morison grew, and his mind ext>a]id* 
ed, the feeling that he was basely bom waxed with his per* 
son, and augmented with his mind ; — ^he imagined he read it 
in every look, and heard it in every greeting. That Lord 
Roldan had wronged — ^grievously wronged^-his mother, he 
had learned from both their lips ; and reading books both 
divine and profane, historical and romantic, and conversing 
with the wise and the learned — ^for there is no vale in Scot- 
land without its scholar, and no peasant without education 
— he became acquainted with the reasons of birth and rank 
which his' father — ^he had never yet called him by that name 
-^assigned for not having made Mary his lady ; and though 
he made allowance for such prejudice, he could not but re- 
gard it as shallow, and not founded in nature, and consider- 
ed himself as a martyr to an etiquette which he regarded as 

With these uneasy feelings there mw up a resolution to 
make tip for the defect of his, birth, by exerting all his flM- 
vlties to render his name worthy of bemg remembered when 
distinguished men were named. How this was to come to 

Eiss he had, indeed, no distinct notion : his dreams of am- 
tion, like the fiffures in real dreams, had assumed no da- 
fined shape, and he was blindly groping his viray, like Sam- 
son, to the columns which sustained rank, wtUiout being 
conscious, that they would be shaken rudely, and that his 
own hand would be uix>n them. On looking around, he saw 
no outlet for his ambition : all the high places of the land 
were not only filled by men provided expressly by the grace 
of the throne and by act of parliament for them, but their 
successors weie already intimated by the same legal pio* 


cess : it is trae that the ccmstitution cried out, My doon 
are open to all, and no doubt it cried right ; but, then, it 
meant men with money in their pockets : the words were 
uttered in vain in the ears of the clonteiy sons of the hus- 
)andman and mechanic. The law, the church, the navVy 
nd the. army, were places tabood by the hand of wealtDi 
nd quite inaccessible to poverty; and though thousands 
rere employed by government ii\ its departments, both at 
ome and abroad, it was observed that, by some oUiquityof 
lind, iDen of genius were not thought fit to labour in the 
luse of the land which they adorned ; but that the dews 
'preferment fell upon those who could influence elections,^ 
id whose hands contributed to keep the wheels of state 
»rruption greased, so that they ran smoothly on the road 
public perdition. 

The situation, as well a^ condition of Morison, was un« 
i^ourable to his aspirations. His eye was confined by the 
Is which henuned in Glengamock ; and though, as Davie 
Rock hinted, there were very respectable folk, he was 
d, beyond them, yet how those people were employed, 
i of the midtitudinQus labourers of the city, he knew next ^ 
lottung. Poetry had, indeed, opened her charmed portal, * 
[ given him a ghmpse of paradise ; but of the miracles of 
pencil and the chisel he was ignorant ; of that eloquence 
ch shook the heart while it convinced the mind, he had 
read ; nor had he more than an undefined notion of the 
I; strides which science had taken in its combinations 
discoveries. His mother, as we have already intimated, 
a vision of a large congregation, animated and kindled 
^y the eloquence of her son from the pulpit : she did not 
w a higher elevation, else she would have striven to 
e his mind to it. The more that Morison read, and saw, 
reflected, the less did he relish the eminence to which 
y desired to raise him : he had too much fire and pas- ' 
, he already began to fear, to enable him to run a calm 
se ; but he intimated no wish to thwart her, and heard 
;r intention to send him to college in the ensuing sea* 
vith something akin to delight. 

minie Milligan, who had duly rendered an account of 
Jon's progress in learning to Jeanie Rabson, without 
ig any advances in the affections of the heiress of 
jboddom, concurred fully in Mary's views. " Morison," 
le, " is to me a living riddle : he is at once all mischief 
leditation ; he is at the head of all the merry mischief, 
lay call it, which a schoolmaster must shut his eyes on : 
ike wise at the top of every class wherever sense, and 
?, and talent are wanted. Ye will see him steering 
in the bay, too, with all the boldness of a sailor-^ye 
e liim mounted on some unbacked colt, scaling the hiUs 
chHd of the desert— ye will find him hand and glove 
I> 7 


with some wild slip of a lad, just as if they were laying then- 
heads together to rob orchards arid sod up chimneys, and 
then find him in grave converse with douce King Corrie, or 
John Mackeen, or Andrew Bell, or, some other of the natural 
lights of the parish. And besides, ye see, he has safter in- 
clmations, Jeanie: he is unco fond of laying his cheek 
close to that of bonnie Mattie Anderson, when he is show- 
ing her the meaning of some puzzling word, and the lassie 
sits quiet with her een downcast." 

" Dinna," said Jeanie Rabson, " lay yere cheek to mine, 
dominie— Hiaft bodie, I am no bonnie Mattie Anderson, nor 
are ye JVlorison Roldan." 

" Aweel/^ said the dominie, sitting more perpendicular, 
" I concur in the motion of sending tiie young man to col- 
legCy By the time the sickle is next among the com, he 
wUl be put as far as my humble knowledge can put him, and 
then he maun go to the city of Edinburgh, and drink at the 
classic wells of that noble place : look out for some earl's 
son, who desires to learn his lesson through other men's 
Rapacities ; and, if he is judicious, and disna fa' in love with 
ane of his noble scholar's sisters, he maybe ablins presented 
to a kirk, and the dreams of his mother resdized." 

" And how is he to be provided for at college, dominie V^ 
said Jeanie ; ** how mickle siller will it take, and, aboon a% 
will it no be a riski — ^He's young and he's handsome, with 
a wild ee, and*wit at will ; and then they say that the bon- * 
liiest lasses in the wide world are to be seen in Enbrugh. 
I doubt him, dominie, I doubt him." 

The dominie looked at Jeanie for a little space, but she 
saw that his mind was not where his eye was ; it had flown 
to Edinburgh, and there,an a back room, in one of Auld 
Reekie's uncleanly lanes, called Panton-street, had imagined 
a half-starved student, with his deal- table, his sanded floor, 
his twopenn^r pap, and his bottle of three-halfpenny ale ; and 
intrenched him among such readins as few read save those 
who thirst for knowledge, and drink at all springs. 

"Ay, Jeanie," said the dominie, "it will cost much 
money ; fifteen pounds sterling, doubtless, for the season ; 
but then the outlay may be lessened by sending by the car- 
rier baked bread, and dressed linen, and new butter, and ewe- 
milk cheese: then there will be letters, and boo^, and 
pen and ink ; for there's no limit to the outlay in learning ; 
and he mj^y get into a house, as I did, where there dwalt 
three fiddlers, that kept scrieving awa at * Clean pea strae,' 
* Nelly Weems,' * Bab at the Bowster,' and other graceless 
airs, whilk accorded ill with the character of my studies ; 
for I winna conceal frcMu you, that when I heard the fiddle 
skirling, and hght feet bounding o'er the floTxr, I felt mair 
than disposed— ane of the broken remnant as I am — to cast 
BoBton and Hanrey, yea, and even Jeremy Taylor himself. 


side, and loup, and shuffle, and cut ' Owre the bncUe*«nd 
le ^ Highland-fling' with the merriest of them.'* 

^Ye frighten me, John MiUigan," said Jeanie. " Wow! 
at Edinburgh maun be a gaye and queer place." 
'^Hou! that's naught, Jeanie woman, for though the 
reets are filled wi' beauty by day, there is anither class 
hilk I can beauties of the night, tbat, tike howlets and sic 
le birds oC prey, come out of their hames and houses, 
td frae ten oxlock till twelve, and sometimes to the short 
mr beyond it, ^ the streets wi' heads full of feathers, 
d trail their syde-tailed gowns after a wanton fashion — 
d •' only to look at their painted cheeks and curled locks, 
nr bare white arms and insnaring eyes, is an awful thing." 
^ Hegh be't! John Milligan," said Jeanie; " it will be as 
ich as youth can do to eschew those insnarers : bull have 
ie dread of our Morison, though I maun say that his read- 
I cheek by cheek wi' bonnie Mattie Anderson bodes nae 
bearance that way. But We will watch him at Dalgar- 
k kirn to-night, when the sound of sweet music, the 
irm of harmonious feet, tiie waving of love-looks, and the 
ncing of bright een, will be all around him, and he will 

be able to contain himself. No, dominie, that I am 
inst saft words atween young folk, or kind looks either; 
some folk have nae hokl of their hand, and make a mid* 
it tnrste o' the matter and a brash of wooing." 
'he farm of Dalgarrock lay on the seacoast. The last 
. of com had been secured under a coat of broom from 
rains and snews of winter ; and a festival was announ- 
in which supper was to be prepared for the old, music 
the young, and drink for all. It was, in brief, the hap- 

kirn, and long before Morison arrived the mirth and 
ise had commenced. He who broiigiit home the last 
[ of grain was accused of the crime of bringing in win- 
and pelted with eggs so long as eggs were to be found. 
im in epoonfols and milk in ladlefuls were liberally 
i^ered on all 'idio had been employed in the labours of 
arm; and, when this pastime ceased, the person who 
reaped the last handful of grain was brought forward 
iecked with ribands ; while a few ears of com, neatly 
iged^and braided, were carried as a nosegay under the 
5 of the kim. This symbol of plenty was home on the 
5nt occasioil by a young woman whose beauty rendered 
to unfit representative of Ceres, in whose honour anti- 
ans — ^who define all that no one else can comprehend 
3r that the festival of the kim was instituted, 
r some time before Morison — ^an invited guest — reach- 
algrarrock, he Was made sensible that mirth and glee 
aken vp their abode in the farmer's onstead for one 

at least. Li^ts streamed from window and firom 
I - from the bam the sound of minstrelsey and ih» 



bounding of imtumerable feet arose, while door and loophole 
threw far aloi^ the valley, and even upon the advancing tide, 
such gushes of light as startled alike the birds in the bush 
and the smugglers on the sea. Then the sound would sud- 
denly cease, while those who were nigh might hear the sa- 
lute of lips, as lads reseated their partners, and the com* 
mendations bestowed on those who acquitted themselves 
^st. All at once the music would rewaken, and the din of 
nhe dance recommence ; while coming guests, yet at a dis- 
tance, hastened their steps, anxious to partake of thei joy. 

" Take time, lad, and take us wi' you," said a sharp shrill 
voice to Morison, as, with a li^ht foot and a lighter heart, 
he was making his way to Dalgarrock. 

" Hout ! and is this you„ lad V said Nic&ie Neevison, as 
he halted and obeyed the summons. " I thought it was auld 
James Macrabin, the cooper, ye were gaun sae lamely : but 
just take yere time ; it's no ilka hour of the day that ye fore- 
gather wi' me. Now Morison, my lad, ye're bonnily drest, 
and yere looks are no amiss, and yere heart's li^ht, and ye 
have reason to believe that the night will gang merrily wi' 
you. But take care : there's some wild young slips of lads 
at this house the night, that winna endure to be banged baith 
in Latin and lasses, and there may be drape of blude on that 
white waistcoat — and it is a braw ane, flowered, I guess, by 
yere mither's ain hand— draps of blude, I say, before the 
hour o' midnight." 
'Morison laughed, and said, "But, Nickie, if any lad 
chooses to quarrel with me about you, I shall say that ye 
were giving me good counsel, and that—" ^ 

" Ye're a gowk !" exclaimed Nickie, " and ye ken ye are. 
But what will Will Lorburne of Knockleshang say, think 
ye, when he sees ye dancing wi' winsome Mattie Anderson T 
His blude's hot, and his hand's ready. But here's the places 
and there they are all on the floor ; dinna say that I didna 
warn ye ;" and she held up her forefinger as he entered the 

"Where have ye been till this hour?" inquired Davie 
Gellock; "for Jeanie Rabson of Howeboddom has been 
speering for you ; Dominie Milligan marvels what has de- 
tained the learned youth, even Morisoir; and here have I 
been raxing my neck glowering for ye alang the road to the^ 
Blfin-glen; and there's Mattie Anderson herself, she'll 
maybe no tell ye wha she has been langing for every tihue 
the door opened. There! ye see she's on ^e floor wi* 

roung Knockleshang. She sees ye now*— she sees ye now ! 
wadna gie Will Lorburne a single bodle for his chance of 
her. Morison, there's sundry here who like neither you 
nor me, and young Knockleshang is one of them. If ye'll 

iust step up and take Mattie Anderson ilrae lum» I'll tttaod 
y you agaui3t a dozeab" 

LXma ROLDAKv f7 

Moriflon smilecl, and walked to the upper end of the place, 
where se?eral of the graver gneats were seated, and entered 
into discourse with them. He talked so sensibly, and with 
so m&ch knowledge of crops, and c^tle, and seasons, that 
the goodman of the Foregirth said, ** Fll make room for ye 
here, Morison ; it's rare to hear any of the youUi of this age 
know the difference between winter and ware.** 

The goodwife of the Foregirth interposed with, ^ Ne^er 
fash your thumb, gudeman, bat steer about the tod^; it*s 
mair natural-like that tliejiad should be shaking his shanks 
unang yere ain daughters^on the fUiOt, than talking wi^ you 
ibout croraing and draining, and laying a great louth of 
leasts on jDuncow-craft." 

The circulation of the punch, impeded by this conversa- 
ion, was renewed ; and Morison, obeying the hint, led out 
>ne of the daughters of the house of Foregirth, and re« 
guested to know what tune she desired. 

The young woman, Nancie Irving by name, glanced on 
he querist an eye to which music and dancing gave an in* 
;rea8e of lustre, though that was needless, aikl said she 
;ould dance to any tune. The fiddler, a Uind old man, but 
Fhose sense of hearing w& sharpened by the loss, cried, 
I'll suit ye, lass ; I hear ye, Nancie Irving^-but to whom 
oes thai other voice belong 1 If it were na that they say 
iOrd Roldan is owre the sea, I wad call it his. It is the 
oice of a Roldan, if ever I heard it in my life." 

" Ye are nigh right there," exclaimed voung Knockle- 
hang ; '^ the country kens he's the son of that wild lord, 
hou^ we a' kejoi that he was na acknowledged. But play 
p : he's the son of somebody, and that's enough." 

" If he's his father's sob," muttered the blind musician, 
your bjrag will be but short— there now — I kenned it. 
Vhere's the case of my breadwinner, for here's a bruilzie !" 
nd be slipped his fiddle into the case, and began to descend 
'om the sadchead on which he sat, in order to escape from 
le expected strife of fists and flails.. 
His alarm was needless. It is true that Morison's eye 
rightened and his face darkened; that he measured the 
istic bttUy as if be sought for a place to inflict a blow — 
iy, stepped half a step forward as if about to give it; but, 
hatever was passing in his mind, he did no more. " Play 
3," he said ; ""will you keep us here all night without mu- 
c, old man?'* 

John Aiken, for that was the name of the musician, mut- 
red, as he withdrew his instrument from the cise and be- 
in to adjust the strings, " My ear has deceived me for 
ice ; he's no of the Roldan blude." The rest was lost in 
le sound which he drew from the strings, and which no 
ortal foot could resist, for the fiddle spoke as plain as with 
tongue. He heaid with joy the even beat of descending 



feet, and he exclaimed, " My fiddle's a grand peaeemaker ! 
if there were strife atween twa bosom banes, it would set* 
tie and sooth it. Better beating the floor to melody sic ad 
mine, than clsuaking ilk ither's cvowns. But there's ane out 
of time." ' 

" It's the sumph of Knockleshang;," cried Davie Gellock ; 
*' he maun be beat himsel before he can beat time.^' - 

"Are ye the lad that can do itV inquired the young 
portioner ; and, dunng the remainder of the reel^all was har- 

" The spirit's gane frae the land," said an old bandsman, 
shaking his white head as he sat down his empty gia^s; 
*' the spirit's gane frae the land. In my youthful days, 
words no hsXf sae warm as these would hare produced sic 
a braw fight ! and there's nae lack of weapons for willing 
hands here ; a dozen of flails make twa dozen of gnde fight* 
ing-sticks, a' the vale kens that, forbye pitchforks and rake- 
handles ; but of all things the strake of the bushel for me. 
But, Simcm Crlen, I'm saying the spirit I think's gane out of 
our drink too: this punch is cauld and fizzenless. But 
what's a' this, now— what's a' this 1 Preserve us ! here's a 
sight for sair een !" As he spoke the doors opened, and 
Lady Winifred Roldaiiy accompanied by a young lady, and 
followed by her two waiting maidens, entered the place and 
took her seat on a covered bench, prepared at the head of 
the bam for titled guests-— for titled guests sometimes con- 
descended to honour rustic merriment with theur august 

In those da3ns the aristocracy were reserved and haughty 
enough; but the link which connected them v^ith the hum- 
bler classes was not snapped in twain, as it has been in these 
latter times. There was a bridge, narrow indeed, and inse- 
cure, between the great common of rustic life and that para* 
disiacal table-land on which the titled and the wealthy sat or 
reposed ; a bridge of dread, like that described in the old ro- 
mance, over which none but the great-minded and the daring 
could pass. The belted earl and the wealthy baron admit- 
ted their rustic dependants to their halls on great festival- 
days ; and when kim-suppers, and other set times of social - 
merriment occurred in the farmer's hall, state was laid aside, 
and they looked on and smiled ; their ladies gazed over their 
fans or through their veils, and perhaps their daughters con- 
descended to walk down a country-dance with some hand- 
some or intrepid ploughman, who had the audacity to ask 
that honour. It was m conformity to this ancient custom 
that Lady Winifred made her appearance to-night, at the 
harvest lum of one of the dependants of her house ; and, as 
soon as the rustling of her silks had ceased, and her attend- 
ants had taken seats, the mirth of the evening recommenced, 
as hvely, but more decorous than before. 

The young lady who accompanied Lady Roldaa was of 
reat beauty, and a stranger: her dress was rimple, bul 
ch : a white satin fillet, studded with diamonds, restrained 
er hair ; but nothing could restrain the speaking brightness 
f her looks as the tune struck up, and the fiddler lent his 
)irit to his art, and caused his strings to utter both words 
id music. Morison could not look on this vision without 
(notion ; but he did not allow her looks to fetter his feet or 
ike away the graceful ease of all his steps ; and so well did 
e acquit himseJf, that Lady Winifred could not help observ-* 
ig that the young peasant danced with all the grace and 
eatness of one of gentle blood. It is probable that he 
verheard her words ; or, What is more likely, he read in 
16 eyes of the fair stranger that she would not refuse her 
and if modestly asked: he accordingly stepped up, and, 
owing, begged that honour ; she lookea at him for a mo* 
[lent, and rising, with a smile, took her place ; and as she 
3ok it, the musician, slanting his cheek to the instrument, 
layed an air which he declared was fit only for feet inspired 
vith poetry and music. 

The feet that beat time to the tune were quite worthy of 
he divinity which the musician claimed for it : his face 
lushed up with delight ; his sightless eyes seemed to see ; 
ind he exclaimed, ^* Well done, feet ! by God, ye surpass 
iddle-stnngs !" He changed the tune again and again ; he 
Irew a bolder and a stronger bow ; but stUl, to all his mira* 
;lesof music, as he called his favourite reel-tunes, did Mori- 
son and the young lady keep time, till, fairly worn out and 
.vearied with rapture, the fiddler paused, wiped the moisture 
Vom his brow, and said, '' Aweel, this cowes a' ! deil hae 
ne, fiddle and a' thegither, if ever I heard the yauehie on*t. 
But Where's the bairns that did it, and what's their names ! 
[ wish they would come within reach of my hand, that I 
night touch and tell them what's in them." The young 
iady glanced at Morison : he interpreted her meaning, and 
ed her up to the seat of the blind old man. '^ Ay, ay ! I 
lear ye^" he said, ''but dinna speak till I speak." He then 
aid Ms pale thin hand on the young lady's head, and passed 
t over her brow and temples, nose and chin, with the slow 
(notion of an instrument tracing a profile. " That will do," 
fie said ; " no^ for the other." He passed his hand over 
Morison's face, pausing on every lineament ; nor did he leave 
their dresses untouched. " I canna make ye out," he said. 
" I'm puzzled, thst never was puzzled before ; ye are both 
Roldans, ^t I wot weel ; but now come the diamonds and 
satins of the lass, and the hamespun sea-green suit o' the lad ? 
Oh ! this is a sad world, when those that hung, maybe, at 
the same breast, are so different in their fortunes ! Awa' wi' 
ye now, like dainty anes, and dance, and laugh, and rejoice ; 
for what ssys the wise rhymer— 


* The present moment is oor ain ; 
The next we never aew.* " 

As Morisonand hi9 partner stood awaiting the music for a 
second reel, the former said, '* The skill of that old man in 
thairms is greater than in faces, I fear : the harmony of a 
pair of handsome feet has confused his mind, and he finds 
resemblances that never existed." 

" You seem alarmed lest his guess should prove true," 
repUed the young lady, with a voice low and sweet ; " I wish 
you would ask the prophet and fiddler to interpret to me the 
looks of Lady "Winifred — she cannot take her eyes off you 
— she claims you for a Roldan." 

' '* I can interpret them," said Morison, in a whisper : " The 
lady of Roldan sees in your unworthy partner a creature 
whose birth is a byword, and whose name is not to be 
sounded in the ears of the stainless and the far descended." 
The young lady gazed on him as he spoke, and seemed 
about to answer him ; he however proceeded — " Yes," sai^ 
he, and his eye kindled with his words, *' I am ai]j outcast 
and a vagabond : he to whom I owe the looks which even 
the hand of the blind discovered, refused to know me as a 
son— but all the better : I shall be something yet, lady, or I 
shall soon be nothing. Your very looks appear to reprove 
my presumption for dancing with you : but I only bowed ; 
I presumed not to touch your hand." 

Her hand was in his in a moment — " There," she said, 
" feel now that there is at least one in the world whose soul 
is superior to those prejudices to which you allude. Hear 
me, Morison !" 

Lady Winifred was on her feet in a moment; the quick 
rusthng of her sUks showed the agitation of her mind; 
and just as the musician gave the preluding flourish to the 
commencement of the reel, she seized Morison's partner by 
the hand, saying, " Come, Rose Roldan, we are here too 
long ; I ought to have known to what we would be e^qposed 
by mingling with such company." As she hurried her off she 
was heard to say, probably m reply to some remark made by 
Lady Rose—*' Can a rotten branch of a stately tree put forth 
leaves, and blossom, and bear fruit ? Should a weed, planted 
in a garden for a flower, not be pulled up and <;a8t away ? 
Am I to look at a will-o'-wisp with the reverence due to a 
fixed star V* 

Morison stood, when thus robbed of his partner, as if un- 
certain what to do ; his looks denoted so well what he felt, 
thiEt honest Davie was heard to mutter, " O that Knockles 
wad but say a word to him now !" What he hoped, happen- 
ed : the young laird had seen with no pleasant feelings the 
impression which Morison made on all by his courtesy of 
manners and his graceful carriage in the dance ; he heardi 

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oo, the whifspers go round how like the Lady Rose was to 
!tf orison ; he had detected Mattie Anderson in the very act of 
;hieving a look at him, and imagined that be read a prefer- 
3nce to his riyal in her eyes. This so incensed hint that 
le resolved to insult the other in the face of the company. 
It chanced that a wandering woman was staying for the 
light at Dalgarrock : her hed was in the bam ; and she 
;aiTie to seek her place among the sacks and the straw. 
Lorbume seized her as she crossed the floor, and, before any 
:>ne could imagine his meaning, thrust her before Morison, ^ 
isying, '^ There is a partner more suitable than the last.*^ 

The poor woman gave a look up in Morison's face, and 
wished to be gone ; but he stayed her, saying, ** He's right. ** 
The music struck up, and weU^ and to the surprise of all, 
did she acqiut herself in the dance ; though encumbered— 
why should we. conceal iti — ^'^with rags, and bags, and 
clouted shoon," she danced with both ease and grace : when 
conducted to a seat, she said, " I have danced on figured 
floors ; but there are ups and downs in this world, and a full 
share has fallen to me*-but bless thee, young man — bless 
thee, whoever thou art ! for not despising a gift which, I 
need not tell thee, was bestowed in scorn." 

Morison then walked up to the }roung laird, and said, '* You 
have uttered words about me to-night, and given me a part- 
ner, neither of which were required at your haihis ; step to 
the door, and show me how you can justify it." 

To the door, nothine at all loath, stepped the laird : Davy 
in a moment bolted it behind them, and setting his back to 
the bar, exclaimed, " A minute will do ; dirnia spare him, 
Morison ; gie him his kale through the reek — that's right- 
thrash him weel, thrash him weel ! for bonnie Mattie An« 
derson's looking." 

It was not without some force, and a blow or two, that 
Davie was removed, and the door thrown open ; the upshot 
justified his confidence in his friend ; young Knockles, as 
Davy called him, was lying on the ground, and Morison 
waiting his rising-^ut this rising was to be no act of' his 
own : two or three blows on the face, which had drawn 
Mood, and one or two blows elsewhere, which had deprived 
him of breath, were hints not to rise in a hurry ; and when, 
by the interposition of Mends, he was placed on his feet, he 
rubbed his Dloody^ face, looked ruefully at his hands, and 
seemed about as ready to run away as to renew the battle. 
" This cock winna fight, he can only craw," said Davie ; 
*' and now I think the very midden hens may beat him at 

Morison, who exhibited no maiks of the other's prowess^ 
returned to the dancing-floor, and his joyous- looks, pleasant 
words, and active feet, showed that the memory of pasi 
events had probably passed away. 



The mirth which these matters had partially interrupted 
grew louder and more sustained ; the reek rose thicker and 
richer from the punch-bowl; stories of old loves and old 
battles, and anecdotes, witty or humorous, ^were alL at least - 
begun, if neither fairly listened to nor brought to an end. 
The laird of the Netherton spoke on the natiu^ rotation of 
the crops ; the goodman of Barscroy told the history of a 
ewe of an over-sea breed, by which he hoped to im^ve 
the mutton and refine the wool of the district y the' laird o(^ 
Moorfen produced a blade of a new-discovered grass, which 
would grow on a pouring sand as well as on a loam two ells 
deep— and better on a quaking bog than in> trenched gar- 
den; he required but seven years and his own free-will, 
and Scotland would be converted into ojtie great grazing- 
park, of which the English would eat the flesh and the 
Scotch pouch the siller. A fourth had invented a machine 
by which " I shall," said he, " enable man to fulfil the in- 
tentiohs of Providence. There's Glengamock bum ; God, 
sir, let me but put my machine into it, and I'll turn it into a 
navigable river fit for sloops and seventy-fours." 

But Willie Wilson, of Gusedubs, talked loudest and long- 
est. He claimed the merit of being the inventor and maker 
of a singular boat. ^* I was sitting," he said, " ae night by 
the chimley luff, and I thought on the sea as I heard it roar- 
ing, and how wat bom nelerdoweel Paul Jones maist slo- 
kened a' the fires of London by stopping Newcastle coals. 
So, ye see, I said to myself, TU invent something — ^what 
shall I invent ! Weel, ^e see, I said invent ! — I shall just 
invent a boat that will dive down in the deep sea, and come 
up in Boloffne harbour under the keels of the French navy, 
and blaw them to the moon ; and I invented it. .Weel, ye 
see, 1 hoyed awa to Jjondon ; and, sir, wad ye believe't 1 — 
the Admiraality took half a year to consider onH — ae secre- 
tary set it on ae end, the other secretary set it on the toth- 
er ; but they could make nothing oH. At length, sir, in came 
ane of the admirals, and he declared that a' my wheels, and 
pulleys, and masts, and rapes, were put in hab nab at ran- 
dom — ^he was nae far wrang there — sae, to make a lang tale 
short, I poached twa guineas a week o' their filler, passed 
as a gemus for a full ludf year— -longer than Uie usiud lot of 
man — and here am J, wi' my bit boat, waiting for a change . 
of ministry, when I shall be a genius again, and pouch the 
go wd ance mair." 

During this conversation the floor was filled and emptied 
several times with country-dances and reels. Monson^ 
with Mattie Anderson for his partner, extracted melody, aa 
the musician averred, from we ver^ dumb deals of the 
thrashing-floor ; nor did he trast to his attractive feet and 
graceful form alone to render himself acceptable ; he talked 
of earlier days, when, seated beside her in the school, he felt 

I.0B1> ROLDAK. 6$ 

infected by her breath on his cheek — how he loved to linger 
with her oa his wa^ home — ^pluck flowers for her among the 
cliffs, and paidle with her in the null-bum, forming new car- 
rents among the silver sand with their feet. Nor did he 
fail to allude to the high trees which he had climbed to pluck 
wild cherries for her : nay, how he had braved spring-guns,- 
and man-traps, and living watchers, to bring heri^ums and 
apples which she loved. To his surprise these words — and 
they were warmly uttered — fell on cold ears ; she turned 
suddenly round on him and said, " It's a' very gnde to talk 
of lessons at school, and of the flowers and cherries ye pull- 
ed for me, but ye maun be sensible that ye are aiming to 
match wi^ ane tnat's mair nor yere marrow. I saw wi' my 
ain een how Lady Winifred looked on ye this very night, 
sae there is nae hope there; and will your mither^s wee 
pickle siller plenish a house fit for me, think ye 1 Na, na : 
then there's the lack of parentage— I have had my een 
opened this night." 

The eyes of Morison were opened somewhat also : he 
was stung, and that sharply ; not that he had ever felt so 
deeply in the matter as Miss Anderson had done. " Ye 
speak plainly, Mattie,** he said : " yet humility suits us all 
best. But had I kenned ance what I ken now, ye should 
have had reason to remember the bower-tree bank of Bam- 
hourie Hill." 

A loud blast of the harvest-hom summoned the dancers 
to supper, and as they walked from the bam to the house, 
Davie said, ^' An I were you, Morison, I wadna mind Mat- 
4ie Anderson's scorn mair than a drap of rain when the 
wind's i' the wast : ye may catch her when ye like for a' 
her tossinss o' the head to-night ; but then be cautious, lad, 
what ye catch. Did I no see her skaling dung on the 
craft wi' her best spencer on, and three feathers, ane white, 
ane blue, and ane red in her riggin. Fm doubtfu', Morison, 
I'm dbubtfu', that she has mair sail than ballast : like Wil- 
lie Wastle's sloop, no sae sicker when the breeze is high as 
she should be — ^gaye and like to whamle — ^ye understand 

1134 I>ORD ROU)AN. 


** Critiques I read on other men, 
And hypers upon them agen ; 
From whose remarks I give opinion 
On twenty books, but ne'er look in one.*' 


MoRiBON returned to the Elfiiir^len, and lay down, but it 
was neither to dream of the scorn of Mattie Anderson, the 
insolence of the young laird, nor of the strains of the musi- 
cian. A vision of Rose Roldan was presented to his fancy 
in sleep. Her look was tranquil and lovely — she placed 
her hand in his with the frankness of a sister — ^and they 
walked and talked in the Elfin-glen :•— on all things they 
looked with the same eyes ; they felt with the same hearts ; 
they heard vrith the same ears, and one soul seemed to in- 
. form them both : nay, when they paced along th,e side of 
the brook, he imagiaed a voice said, *' Bless them both, they 
are as like one another as twin cherries." 

When he awoke the vision and the reality were in full 
possession of his fancy ; he thought all the events of the 
night over again ; considered her words — ^recalled her looks, 
and felt anew the frank surrender of her hand ; — a white 
one, and bright with jewels. An affection of a pure and 
lofty nature iiUed his mind. Who she was he had inquired 
in vain ; even Nickie Neevison acknowledged that the lady- 
like lassie was an utter stranger to her — quite a new face ; 
but the family stamp was on her, and nae doubt she was a 
bit private manufacture of Lord Roldan's — ^he was just a 
ringing deeyil aman^r the lasses — ^vet she wad do him the 
justice to say he had never fashed her, though mony a civil 
thing he had said. 

But, with all this sweet, bitter was mingled. Morison re- 
flected on his humble and half-forlorn condition; on the 
prejudice which his birth occasioned, respecting which he 
was doomed to receive more lessons than suited his pride or 
his temper ; he also surveyed the steep up which his mother 
wished he should ascend to distinction, and was neither 
much pleased with the way, nor edified with the prospect. 
To become emnient as a divine great learning was required, 
for he rightly deemed it presumptuous to attempt to preach 
the gospel without an intimate ac(}uaintance virith the an- 
cient languages,- and also with the history, the manners, and 
^ customs of the old nations, through which the scriptures re- 
quired to be read- When all this was accomplished, a pat- 
ron was to be sought ; and where was such to be found for one 


deprived o( a father's protection, and with the prejudice of 
ciety strong against liis hopes t It is true that Jeanie Rah* 
son cried ever, '* Morison, dxnna despair ; but trust in God, 
and ye will be a light sic as Scotland has na had since the 
days of fhe godly Kutherford." . 

Now Morison trusted greatly in God ; indeed, he had no 
other trust, save in his own quickness of parts and firmness 
of nature ; but as he did not well know how fortune might 
chop and change, he resolved to embeUishhis mind with all 
such knowledge as might be useful ; and as he found no dif- 
ficulty in mastering wfisttever he tonied his thoughts to, our 
readers must not be surprised to hear that he not only filled 
his mind with such wisdom as books and conversation sup- 
plyv but became expert in many manly exercises. In these, 
ms activity and fine combination of form, his quick eye and 
vigorous arm, soon enabled him to excel ; he acquired greal 
skill in ibe use of the sword, narrow as well as broad ; 
he could bring the curlew from the cloud with his rifle ; hit 
a bird at twenty paces with a pistol-ball, and the wildest 
horse in the district he could back and rule at full gallop 
without either bridle or saddle. On the morning which 
followed the kim at Palgarrock, he went with Davie 
Gellock to the sea^liffs to practise with ball, and look on 
the tide coming into the bay — at aU times a beautiful sight. 
Before he returned the sun was wellnigh the setting, and 
visiters, of whom we must render some account, had been 
at ihe Elfin-glen. 

On and about this period man had found out many inven- 
tions. In one part of the world the sway oi monarchical 
government was so severely felt, that the people broke the 
sceptre, and restored men with white skins to their ori- 
ginal freedom, but retained those with dark skins in bond- 
age, merely to show the world, by contrast, the full valuo 
of liberty. In another p^ of the earth religion was de- 
claredto be i»iestcraft ; law a chain forged for man by the 
aristocracy; marriage a ridiculous obligation, insulting to 
true love and the €rod of heaven himself, a being of whose 
existence philosophical minds doubted, but which might be 
settled by ballot; while, in the little isle where the scene 
of this domestic story is laid, a series of inventions in law, 
mechanics, and literature, had received the sanction of all 
with classic lore in their heads, gold in their pockete, and 
good coats on their backs. 

Of these latter we mean to speak. The new theory in 
law laid it down as a maxim that the wild birds of the air, 
the wild beasts of the field, aad the untamed fish of the sea 
and river, together with Uie waste fields and commons of 
the land, did not belong to all men, as had hitherto been be- 
lieved, but were, whatever scripture might say to the con- 
frary, expressly created for the use and pleasure of the UUe<l 


and. the rich ; and that, whoever used the same contraiy to 
act of pailiament, should be imprisoned or banished. 

The new power in mechanics was of. a singular natufe. 
The lever, the wedge, and the screw were the invention of 
the poor, who desired to toil, and who-nloomed to earn 
their bread by the sweat of their brow — made no tools pu% 

such as were in unison^with 


** That Md tentenoe of an ancient date." ^' 

But in all this the ric^ were too much at thei mercy of the 
poor ; so those refractory machines, composed of muscle^ 
and bone, and blood, were cast aside, and supplanted by in* 
struments of iron, and brass, and wood, which—for the boon 
of a little oil, and, at first, a little outlay — ^refused to work 
for the poor and the needy, and toiled only for those who 
^ate the nsh of the stream, the fowls of the air, and the wild 
beasts of the field, accoiding to law.. This benevolent in- 
vention was superior to that of gunpowder ; for while the 
discovery 'of the monk helpi^d to clear the earth of half a 
minion annually of those grumbling scoundrels who kifested 
its surface, the invention of the mechanic turned an equal 
number out of employment, and gave them full liberty to 
range the public street and the king's highway, and enjoy all 
the freedom which man in his natural state was capable of — 
except the privilege of eating and drinking, and enjoying the 
eartlfc and the fulness thereof. 

The third invention was of a more subtle nature, and 
merits a fuller description. In the former, the quick spirit 
of England had a share ; but this latter was the legitimate 
babe of old Scotland alone ; — ^the fruit of mickle care and 
study, and, like a moth, was be?ot between sheets of sheep- 
skin and pasteboard by old father antic tiie law; the gos- 
pel, indeed, had some share in the conception ; but, lest the 
imputation should impeach Calvinistic gravity, it was im- 
puted to a laxer Lutheran, who owned the impeachment^ 
since it did him no dishonour in a ehurch where God wa)s 
worshipped by means of machinery! 'Learning — ^which 
means ignorance of all that is living, and knowledge of all 
that is dead — was beginning to lose its influence on mankind. 
To restore a dethroned comma, drowse over all such read- 
ing as was never read, and spell dead languages, were the 
wise acquirements that had long usurped the seat of genius : 
they weriB now falling to leeward. This was perceived and 
felt by Braunks and Blynders, two of the professors of the 
new mysteries — ^men who undertook to set the world right, 
and said that all under the sun was wrong ; commerce was 
vrrong; agriculture was wrong; art Was wrong; science was 
wrong; history was wrong ; poetry was wrong; nature was 


** Behold," said BlynderB, *' the coming of a new era ; lei 
VLB go forth and read a lesson to the people of the land ; lei 
^B preach up that all is'daiiuiess, and that we are the light ; 
that man is but groping his way in tilling the growid, shear- 
ing sheep, planting trees, manafactaring linen, and in all 
rural improvements and domestic comforts.** 

** And let us," said Braunks, " raise a new judgment-seat, 
and become the self-elected judges over the wide realms 
of literature ; let us always praise the dea<^^he illustrious 
dead — and see nothin|[ but the defects of the living ; let us 
feel more disgust with one error, than delight with ten 
thousand beauties ; and if this be done boldly, numkind will 
believe in us, and we shall become great in the earth, and 
our judgments shall puf nature down, and elevate learning 
— ^for what says Pangloss, the great apostle of the art we 
profess t * Legs were made for stockings ; therefore we 
wear stockings.' " * 

Something of the dread which a- brood of chickens feel 
when the shadow of the kite's wings suddenly comes upon 
)hem, seized the people of Glengarnock when they heard 
that those two m^rsterious and terrible personages had made 
an inroad on their valley. It flew like moorfnirfi- over the 
land, and all eyes looked to those northern lights as men 
look to the sky when a comet brightens the firmament. 

^ They are fearful men," said Nickie Neevison, who had 
either seen them or imagined -it. *' They are sae wise that 
naught pleases tiieuL They find fault wi* the house^ be- 
cause nt stands on a knowe ; wi' the orchard, because it 
grows in a valley ; the lake they say is abominable, because 
there are pike in it and no salmon ; and the river is worse, 
because it has salmon and no pike. They find fault with 
the thrush, for it only sings ; with the blackbird, because it 
wfaistle»-4n short, they hold that, as fiature is wrong, it is 
the business of men to set it right." 

'^ Preserve us all !" said Jeanie Rabson, to whom these 
words were spoken — ^" they maun be wise men, indeed : 
and I'm thinking here they come. The tane is lan^, black 
aviced, a tinker-like slough of a fallow ; and the tither. is 
wee- ferret-eed and fiery — a gowk and titlin sort of pair. 
yniA would think that the best gifts of Grod were hidden in 
sic unseemly sanctuaries 1 — ^But gowd keeps weel in a calf- 
skin purse.", 

^ Here/' said the gowk, halting and looking on Howebod- 
dom, *^ we have traced sloth and ignorance to their den. 
The house is calculated to dispose its inmates to rest, not to 
stimulate them to exertion ; the very smoke comes lazily 
iJEom the lum-head. Here resides one of those sons of sloth 
who refuses to commit his barley to the soil till the ground 
communicates heat to him when he sits down upon it." 

'^And here," said the titlin, *'all is on a small and 



tracted scale : no extensive 83r8tem is lajd down, no scien- 
tific principles of cultivation understood. Men slumber on , 
and women sleep, rub their eyes without wakening, and call 
themselves happy." 

*' Ye astonish me," said the laird of Drumdrousie, who ac- 
companied them. " if a happy household is in the land, it 
is that of the portioner of Howeboddom and his sister : but 
here is Jeanie herself. Ye are all wrong here, Jeanie ; ye 
have been saving money, and sawing com, and shearing 
sheep, contrary to all true principles ; your gain is not true 
gain. I am sorry to say so ; but Mr. Braunks and Mr. Blyn- 
ders here are of my opinion." 

^* Then Mr. Braunks is but a gowk, and Mr. Blynders is . 
nae better," said Nickie Neevisou. *' It^s easier to tell them 
than to send them word." . - 

« Wisare happy," said Jeanie, " and have nae wish to be 
better. We have won siller, and we strive to keep it. We 
open our doors to the popr and the needy, and they eat and 
drink, and go on their way ; and we sow our com and reap 
it, and rear our sheep and shear them; and we often praise^ 
God that he winna permit the earth to be forced into fruit 
save in the season, else man would be enslaved like an ox 
in a mill, and have nae time to wipe his brow and sing his 

" Such is the language we are ever doomed to hear," said 

" It is the cry of man, woman, and child," said Bidders, 
"BnZ science will force its way; and the scales will fall 
from the eyes of even the bemghted people of Howebod-, 
dom." Having uttered this testimony, they walked on. 

*' And what feudal baibuian dwells here I" inquired 
Braunks, pointing to Roldan Castle. 

"He seems a savage of Scotland's daiker day," said 
Bl3mders. " What is the name of his den V 

" He is one," said the laird, " whom I never speak loud " 
about. That is the castle of Lord Roldan— the hawk's not 
at home." 

" At home or abroad," said Braunks, " I would tell him, 
if I met him, that he who ought to set an example to the 
country is a drawback on its prosperity." 

'* Ye would have to snap a pistol with him, it is like, then," 
said the laird : " he's as proud as Satan and as hot as heU. 
I did but contradict him once at a county meeting, he chal- 
lenged me in a moment. I threw off my coat, and offered 
to fight him where he stood, without the trouble of measur- 
ing ground and burning powder. He burst into a fit of 
laughter, and said to the Knight of Closebura, ' Kirkpatrick, 
this Nithsdale kite of thine is but a goose !' " 

" He is but a hot-headed fool, then," said Bl3mdera ; ** and 
we shall say nothing to make hiim uneasy^ or cause him to 


^wiDk and.hold oat his iron. But liow can we shot our eyas 
to what is visible all around } Fields pastured which shoold 
be tilled, fields tilled which should be pastmed ; trees grow- 
ing where no trees should be allowed to grow-— all is haggard 
and unpruned. Where is the rolled walk of pure grarel ; 
the hedge-row elms, sll stately, stratffht, and planted by 
line and measure; where is the irregularity made regular? 
What beautiful absurdity of nature has he clapped on the . 
back, and brought within the limit of art ! AU is rand(mi- 
work ; there is no classic taste : he understands not the 
capability of the ground.** * 

*' Wonderfhl !" excfaumed the laird; "I aye thought so. 
Capability ! — ^a fine word." 

*^ Here again !" exclaimed Brannks, pausing at the en- 
trance of the Elfui-glen ; •* here we have a stoking example 
of the folly and i^orance of man. Why has the Great First 
Cause poured this brook down this vale ! — ^Who shall solve 
me that 1 — No one— but yet it is plain and palpable. Was 
it to water the fox-gloves, and bowers of honeysuckle, and 
holly on its banks ? No. Was it to moisten the valley and ' 
promote the growth of com t No. Was it that maidens 
mi^bt bleach their hnen, and bards find in its sound a mel- 
ody worthy of their longest ballads ! No. But Uie Great 
First Cause sent it here to drive the madiinery of a hundred 
miUs, by which the holder of the soil should be emiched, 
and money added to the coun^*s revenue, to enable it to 
carry On the march of mind." 

. ** Wonderful !" exclaimed the laird. ^^ Drive a hundred 
mills ! — I never thought of so many as that ; but I proposed 
h[ty, nevertheless." 

'' It is plain," said Blyaders, " that all about this land is in 
a state of black nature : hero is a stream, with many judi- 
cious falls and a handsome volume of water, which is, nev- 
ertheless, allowed by the lordly Hottentots of the soil to 
run to was(te, forming five hOtadred nooks and crooks amid 
arable land. -Why is its channel not straightened I . Why 
is it not baiiked ki with stone ? That would enrich the land- 
scape, and add to the stream the beauty of ffrain on the 
banxs," aiid he held out his staff to indicate the uiie in which 
he wished the brook to run. 

" An' I were you," said Nickie Neevison, who was on 
her way to the Elfin-cottage, " An' I were you, I would 
admit the bum into your counsels ; it*s not only an elf of a 
stream, but it's & perfect deevil whiles, and wiU not scruple 
to assert its natural dignity. Confine it between banks ! 
Are ye dalt T ye might as well try to confine a clap of thun- 
der : bide a wee till a bairn is bom to the house of Roldan, 
and 111 tell ye where ysere grand embankments will he !" 

liere Braunks muttered something, dived into his pocket, 
then into l»i» pocket-book, fished out a memorandum, p©- 



rused it carefully far a litUe sp^e, and said : *' A stream 
ruled in its overflow by the birth of man or woman is some* 
thinff new : had ye said that the star of the house of Roldan 
shot from its place, or that the spirit which has the family 
in its keeping appeared, I might have believed it." 

<* Ye can swallow a gjiye deal for a' that," said Nickie. 
"As for sic a thing as a house star, I never heard of it; 
there is, indeed, a rumour and whisper that a ladye-spirit of 
matchless beauty watches owre the house of Roldan— not 
having seen it I canna say ; but with regard to the overitow 
of the Elfin-bum, that I have witnessed myself: I mind na 
when Lord Roldan was born, but as the lad Morison cam:e to 
the warld there was a spate !— and mair nor that, ask the 
woman that dwalls in the cottage up bye there— she has 
cause to remember it. But what are ye doing wi' yere 
kylevine and bit paper ?— if ye are clinking down ilka word 
I say, I'll steek my gab for ever— Nickie Neevison's owre 
auld a cat to draw that strae afore. There was Jane Dibbin 
o' the lang vemxel, an outspoken person like mvself, some* 
body penned down what she said about Peg DaJzell and the 
laird of Girharrow, and it cost her baith gowd and white 
monie, as the sang says. Yet what need I carel write 
*away — I speak nae scandal." 

*' It is because ye are speaking the truth," said Braunks, 
" that I am paying this attention to it : so the Elfln-burn, as 
you call it, has overflowed its banks once in your remem- 
brance — has it not happened twice, thiiUt ye 1" 

" Hottt, gae awa now, ye are no the quiet simple person 
ye wad have me believe : sae ye tliink there has been twa 
bora instead of ane ? d'ye ken I have jaloused sae myself I" 

" Have you, indeed I" replied the other. 

"Ay, indeed have I," said Nickie; "and, if you like to 
listen, I shall show you the grounds of my belief. |t was 
just a year, ye see, aft^r the birth of the boy Morison, that 
Lord Thomas came hame ; naebody kenned weel how, yet 
a' fowk said he came by sea, and that he had a lady wi' him 
— a lady that was or should have been his wife. Now she 
was wondrous bonnie, folk said, but then she was of an heret- 
ical house, and that the old lady couldna stomach. The first 
day sh^ did naught but rejoice owre her son, and the second 
she did naught but mourn owre her daughter, and on the 
third, because she wadna bow the knee to Baal and worship 
their saints, whilk we ca' idols, there was a graqd gae to :. 
and whether it was the proud Lady Winifred that put her 
out of the house, or whether it was the equally proud Lady 
Lilias — ^for so they ca'd her — ^that wadna oide in% I canna 
weel say, but out she went ; and a wild night it was, wi' fire 
i' the air and whirlwinds, and she took to the sea ; and 
atween this and the French shore they say that a lass-bairn 
cufie to the world. Now, ye see, there's naught %q hinder 

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nfi thk to be true ; and there^i naught to prerem it from 
being a bleeztng faiaehood, aave tlmt when fifteen yean 
were eome and gane, here comes frae the other aide of the 
sea this qnesn-^and a bonnie ane she ia — ^Roae Roldan. 
Some say she is the bairn I spoke of ; some say ahe is the 
daughter of Lord Roldan by a foreign lady of liis own way 
both in religion and morals ; and others say she is an or- 
phan ^-weel I wot she's a Roldan, ony how ; — ^for, first and 
foremost, she has their stamp o' countenance ; and second- 
ly, I heard her wi* my ain lugs as gude as own Morison 
Roldan for a brither, notwithstanding the stamp wi* the foot 
and the black looks of the old lady/' 

All this, and more, was carefuUy noted down, for these 
menadded the profits of that mysterious art of coufoimding 
right and wrong, called law, to the income of criticism. 
One whispered to the other, "Tliis supplies the very link 
which our chain of evidence required for establishing the 
conjugal claims of Lady Lilias." 

They had now reached the hedge of holly which screen- 
ed the abode of Mary Morison, when the voice of one sing- 
ing was heard— the voice came from the cottage. " Whisht, 
hinnies, whisht!" said Nickie, "that's her voice, and she's 
singing the sang made about her«own misfortunes — Lord, 
how lueky i She never sang it to anybody but ance, and that 
was to Jeanie Rabeon, aid Jean's cheeks were wat for a 
week ; — O whisht — will ye no whiriit ! The names, ye maun 
ken, are disguised, but the tale is a true ane." 

"lliis is lucky," said Braunks to Blynders; <'we shall 
have the words of the vulgar muse from her own lips : we 
shall drink at the fount of rustic inspiration, and see the 
sentiment of the thing raw and rough, before learning perish- 
es it into elegance, and bestows true beauty." The voice 
of Mary Morison now rose clear and distinct, nor was she 
conscious of singing so loud, or before such an audience. 


" Up ydn green glen, in yon wee bower, 
_ Dwelt &ir and lovely Annie ; 
Ere she saw seventeen simmers* suns 

She waxed wondrous bonnie. 
Yoonc Lord Dalzell at her bower door 

Had privily been calling, 
When she grew faint and sick of heart, 
And moanings fiU'd her dwalling." 

"Upon my honour," said Blynders, during the panse 
which ensued at the end of the verse, "this rustic damsel 
seems to have a pretty notion of her own perfections : how 
naively she records her charms, and how dexterously works 
ia the Tisits of her lover<" 


■'It's a' as true as that the sun's shining,'^ said Nickie; 
" I ken her i^eel : she was not only the bonniest lass o* the 
country-side then, but she^s the. bonniest yet; there's no 
the' like of Mary in seventeen parishes ; and weel I wot her 
lover made his visits privily : not a soul jaloused it till his 
auld mither fand it out— as she finds out a' things, through 
the pope and the deevil. There was a bonnie hurly-burly ! 
for, ye see, Lord Roldan had vowed marriage — some said, 
had written it — ^and would keep his word ; and his mother 
vowed she wad hae him released frae sic obligations — she 
belongs to a handy kirk for that— but she's singing again.'* 
The song was renewed, but in a lower voice. 


** I found her like the lilye-floMrer 

When rain has drench'd its blossom ; 
Wet were her cheeks, and a sweet babe 

Hung smiling at her bosom. 
Such shudderings shook her frame as seem'd 

Both heart and soul to sev^- ; 
In no one's face she look'd— her bloom 

Was fading, and for ever.*' 

/'Aha!" said Blyiiders; "so that is^the upshot, is itt 
Her grief has fallen intoiier arms : there is a natural incli- 
nation to wickedness in all untut(H^d minds ; here's this 
pretty peasant giving her sins an airing in song. It will 
ease her heart, though, the rhyme is of the rudest." 

•* Ye word it weel," said Nickie Neevison ; " but d'ye 
think that sin is the ofSsoring of ijgnorance — will ye say 
Miiat was the offspring of Knowledge— did ye ever read the 
Bible, and see what Eve gat by her wisdom 1 I have ye 
there, ye serpent ! She's singing again." 

" Thou'hsst thy father*s smile, my babe, 
Maids' eyes to dim wi' grieving ; 
His willing glance, which woman's heart 

Could ml with fond believing. 
A voice which made his falsest vows 

Seem breathings all of heaven ; 
And get from hearts which he had broke 
His peijuries forgiven." 

" I am beginning," said Braunks, " to weary of this dolo- 
rous ditty ; the rustic jnuse sends her flour to market with 
the bran unbolted : Scotland is inundated with easy rhymes ; 
the voice of the frogs of Egypt was typical of them, they 
are so harsh, rugged, and unmelodious." 

** We must sentence them, from the critical judgment- 
seat, to silence and oblivion," said Blynders ; ** such untu- 
tored strains have prevailed too long m the land." 

"Ye maun begin, then, wi' the thrush on the budding 
bough, and the lark in the simmer cloudi" said Nickie ; 


^tbey are untutored songsters, nor sre Uietr sonify mair* 
natural than those which come from the lips of shepherds 
watchjog their lambs, mothers watching owre their slum- 
beijng bairns, ay! or that of the ploughman lad wi' red 
moolB on his shoon. I sometimes take to singing, just to 
please mysel — ^it's wonderfu\ as the laird here says, it's 
really wonderfti' what consolation ane finds in a sang — a 
natural ane, I mean ; but Mary's at it again— whisht !" 


" Ky false lore came to me yestreen, 

With words all steep*d in boney ; 
He kin'd his babe, ana said, Sweet wean. 

Be as thy mother boonie. 
Then ont be puird a purse o' gold, 

Wi' rings and rubies mony ; 
I look*d at him, but couldna speak, 

Ye*ve brake the heart of Annie. 


" Tis not thy gold and jewels bright, 
Nor woras like dropping honey, 
Thy silken scarfes, and mantles fine^ 

And caps aU laeed and bamiie, 
Can bring me back the peace I've tint, 

Or heal the heart of Annie — 
Go speak to thy God of broken vows, 
For thoa hast broken mony." 

" So," said Blvnders, '' this is one of the strains which 
have made Scotland famous for lyric talent. It is simple 
indeed, and the poverty of its sentiment is only equalled by 
its barrenness in rhyme. As it is a vulgar record of rustic 
teeliaga, it. may please coarse minds. When the croak of 
the crow is mistaken for the amorous trill of the lark, then 
will this song take its place among the bright strains of 
minds puri:fied by learning." 

" Now ye see," said Nickie, " 1 just admire it for what 
ye dislike it fdor : it's no like a polished song, and its a' the 
better. The thisilc is na like the rose, yet it's a martial 
flower, and lovely in its kind when laden wi' bees, suid the 
bonnie blooming bonnets are crowning it with beauty. If 
ye canna talk mair sensible anent san^ to ithers than ye 
have done to me, ye ynH ^ soon move millstones wi' 
whistling jig-tunes, as harm the natural songs of Scotland 
wi' your criticisms. If ye will speak, speak to England, 
where they have no music, and consequently no true sangs, 
and will swallow ony incredible fiction of sound." 

The door of the cottage was open, and they all walked in. 
Mary viras sitting flowering a mantle ; the flowers were those 
of her native glen, and wrought in with a delicacy and ele- 
gance which made Nickie Neevison declare it would make 
a coveriog fit for the shoulders of Summer herself. 

" It is curious," satd Blynders — *^ only curious from being 


wrought by untutored hands, and imitated from weeds com- 
mon to the~ soil. It is of a piece with the song we have 
just heard, simple, and such as may be found without much 
expense of travel." 

Mary looked in the 8peaker*s face, and said, '* Who are 
you, sir, that you presume to press in upon the privacy of 
an unprotected person, and insult her by playing the listener 
to her words when she thought herself alone V* 

" Upon my soul !" said Blynders to his companion, " that 
abruptness was fine. It would have made an impression 
even on the fifteen — men not easily moved — I must try it on 
my return : — *" Who are you, that you thus presume to press 
on the privacy — V I can bring it in with effect, I have no 
doubt of it." 

The light in Mary^s eyes intimated the bumiiiig of her 
heart. Blynders was quite accustomed to such emotions. 
"Be composed, madam," he. said. "We^that is, Mr. 
Braunks and myself — ^are what may be called sole nion- 
archs over the wide realms of science and taste. When 
we say bad, all the wise and learned men of the land cry 
bad ; and when we cry good, all the wise and learned men 
of the isle shout good likewise. As we are, therefore, ab- 
solute in all such matters, you must not be peevish with us 
because we listened to and recorded your song." 

'* Recorded it !" said Mary. " Am I to understand that 
you have not only intruded upon me, but written down the 
sorrowful words of a bleeding heart, that they may be 
chanted in the pubtic streets, hawked about the country-side, 
and sung up Nith and down Dee ?" 

" I have written t"hem dpwn," said Blynders, with a sneer, 
^ not that they may be sung along the pastoral streams of 
Scotland, but for the purpose of printing them with the pol- 
ished strains of classic learning, to show to the world the 
difference between the compact and elegant l3rrics of old, 
and the loose, flimsy ditties of the rustics of our latter days. 
They will be of use as a matter of contrast." 

" Wonderful !" exclaimed . the laird of Dtiimdrousie. 
" Who ever heard before of aught useful coming from rustic 
verse \ You ought to be thankful, woman, that men of such 
learning and taste condescend to quote your sang, though 
only by way of contrast." 

" I am thankful for nothing of the sort, sir," said Mary; 
*' nor is it becoming in gentlemen to trample on the feelings 
of one so poor and so crushed as I am. I have erred and 
1 have suffered ; but my errors were harmful chiefly tO my* 
self and to my poor boy, who has a heart not formed, alas ! 
for the bosom of a slave, nor calculated to endure the con- 
tumelies which the stain of his birth will, I see, heap upon- 
him. O, sir ! dinna make use of that sang, and I wUi never 
sing it mair : indeed, I didna ken I was singing it even now j 


1 1 sing it whiles iiiicoii8cioiuly» for it eases my heart ^-^ 
].y your heart never be so heavy that a melancholy woag 
n hghten it !" 

'' Wonderful !^^ exclaimed the laird ; " lighten ane^s Imart 
th a melancholy song ! I shall try that, for I am some- 
les sad. I was sad this simmer, when dae nettles sprang 

in the Kimcannie moss instead of carrots ; and I was 
1, too, nrhen we dog for coals in the Flowanflosh, and got- 
ught but peats." 
Blynders and Braunks rose to be gone. " Yon ought to 

a happy woman,'' said the former; ''for you have fur- 
shed a sample of song which will presently be instanced 
)m our judgment-seat as a specimen of that simple and 
evenly style which, coming from a vulgar source, is not 
dy injiirinff the legitimate cause of classic verse, but is 
>soltttely choking tb» rising crop of rhymers.'' 
"Ay, you ought to rejoice, Marv— what is your other 
une — Morison V* said Braunks ; 'i for had we not come to 
is vale to lay down, our great philosophical principles in 
3onomic agriculture and in classic verse, the song which 
3u have csomposed would have gone forth over the land 
ie moorbum, misleading all the seventeen hundred poets 
hich thn age, prolific in rhyme, has poured forth. Behold, 
Oman ! in this little volume is written down not only your 
)ng, but some score of others, all of the same stamp-^ 
earing the rude impress of rustic feeling — ^here they are ; 
ne of the most stnking ia called ' Nickie Neevison,' and 
eVebrates a harum-scarum, scandal-loving, wrinkled old' 
laiden, with a humour which wants but a touch of classic 
race to render it resistless." 

'' Wonderful f" exclaimed the laird; ''who could have 
mtten it t for lo ! here stands Nickie, the harum-scarum 
nd the scandal-loving. I must learn this song, and sing it 
i^hen all other schemes of happiness fail." 

When the laird of Drumdrousie said, "Here stands 
Dickie," there she stood, a figure of wonder petrified ; her 
lands, as yellow as the claws of the kite, held up s^ hov- 
'nng in the air, and her eyes, cat gray' and sore round the 
^orders, as if £aced with red plush, opened vdde and ^ew 
luite circular, while a single speck of light in the middle 
winkled and twinkled, as if the moisture around threatened 
^ with instant extinction. Down at once came her claws 
)n the book ; ai»d down, too, came a torrent of words, of 
i^hich the waterspout on the birthof Morison was but as a 
symbol ; she emptied her wrath alternately, like a couple of 
buckets, on the two philosophers. 

" An ye'li come here, ye wee shilpit apology for man, wi' 
A\ae winnel^trae legs and winnelskewed een>to gather idle 
■Byrnes reacting on women of virtue and worth like me ! 
^ yen come too^ ye kmg slouching gipsy ne'erdoweel» wi' 


a face that wad make a coibie scunner, to aid and abet him 
there in gathering his paddock-stool verse ! DVe think I 
didna ken ye the first moment I saw ye ? Laird, this wee 
ane was' drappit out of the basket of Kate Candlish, the 
gipsy, and she wadna be fashed to stoop and take him up ; 
and this lang ane balanced spoons and kettles for three 
years to Black-at-the-bane of Lochmaben. I wad score 
their visages wi- my nails, but that wad jnake them maiir 

" Wondrous !" exclaimed th« laird. " But, though my 
two Yriends are lowly just now, they will get up soon — they 
will rise." 

'^ They wi^na rise till a^ ither folk are risen, laird,'^ said 
Nickie, her wrath subsiding after the seizure of the book, 
and the emptying she had given to her heart — *^ they will 
rise at the jresurrection — and not till then." 

A hasty step was heard on the floor, and Morison ad- 
vancing, said, " What is the matter, mother— what is the 
matter ?" 

" Nothing, my son," said Mary ; ** these gentlemen have 
been speaking of matters which affected me, but it is over 


" Over now !" said Nickie ; " it's easUy over wi' you— 
they have raised a storm that winna soon blow over wi' me. 
What d'ye think, Morison, lad ? I shall say naught about 
the song which was made on your birth, because the event 
was real ; but somebody has made a scoffing song even on 
me, Nickie Neevison, and these twa skellums got a baud 
o*t, along with the ane that yere mother whiles sings, waefu' 
bodie : and they were gaun to sing them on the stage ; but 
I trow I have settled the business — ^I hae drawn a thorn in 
that slap— but O, an I had a grip o' the loon that made the 
sang f" And she extended her two thin skinny hands, bent 
her fingers, till the nails, seldom pruned, with which they 
were armed, seemed claws, and biting her lip, and winking, 
intimated the greeting in reserve for the slanderer. 

*' \V^ondrous !" cried the laird. " But it's weel kenned I 
have nae talent that way." x 

" Naebody's accusing you," said Nickie, " o' ony thing that 
a man might be suspeckit of— hut I wachia wonder if this mis- 
leared callant, Morison, kens mair about the sang than he 
lets on. Ah ! you loon, I see by your look it was you ; the 
blood of the Roldans is up to a' manner o' deevil^." lj*here 
was forgiveness in her smile. 

On retiring from the Elfin-glen, the laird of Drumdrousie 
said to his companions, " Well, it is better that yon fool 
woman snatched the songs and biu-nt them ; no good 
could have come of printing them, but much evil. Tb€k 

r>or woman Mary, as they call her, was averse to it; am} 
am persuaded the ]ad Moiison would have beea no better 

lORD ROLDAlf. 97 

idetwed fhati his mother; nay, I am oomrineed that h« 
would hare wrought some mischief on all and sondry far it. 
The Roldans are downright devils or real angels — they're 
either all black or aU white." 

''I would have penned aomethinff about him thav would 
have burnt for ever, tike a fixed star," said Bramiks; 
"those who meddle with me receive a brand which lasts to 

" And mickle gude that wad do ye !" said Nickie Neevi- 
son; *^the Roldans are the lads /that build booses for these 
they hate, whilk last through eternity. The boy Morison 
oan bring the hawk from the lift wi' a single ballet ^and he 
could pit twenty holes in your waistcoat with the point of a 
•word, and yet no harm the skin." 

''Awful !" said the laird ; '< a bom deevil ! It's weel that 
he's a bastard, and can come to nae rule in the land." 


'* A cozie ingle and a clean health ■tane.'' 


Thk comfortable fire and the cleau-swept floor required 
by the poet in his idea of rural happiness, were both present 
in the famihotise of Howeboddom; but the smile of the 
thrifty wife, and the prattle of numerous children, with 
which the picture in verse is completed, were absent. Nor 
will we venture to say that their place was supplied by ei- 
ther the kindly nature, of a sister, or the active uid cheerful 
diligence of servants ; yet it may be affirmed that moderate 
joy and modest happiness were of the household ; and thsX 
sunniness of the breast which is the inheritance of those 
who are active in well-doing, was there as a constant and 
cheering light. The farm, or rather lairdship, of Howebod-. 
dom, -was extensive ; the occupants were not only rich ac- 
cording to rumour, but were wealthy in reality ; and as they 
botk seemed inclined to l€ad a single life, the imagination 
of their neighbours was now and then employed in the char« 
itable task of finding them heirs through which their wealth 
might realize the image of the poet, and run like fountains. 

We have not forgotten to intimate that Jeanie Rabson 
was not only good-looking, but had a kind and a tender heart, 
on which Dominie Mttiigan was now and then making un* 
couth experiments,- which scared the spinster rather than 
pleased her ; but we have, we fear, said less than enough 
about her only brother, James-^^ier elder by two years: a 
£ 9 


quiet, worthy man; well fbnned, too, with looks rather 
pleasing than intelligent; and who seemed always as if lost 
m a dream, save when great occasions roused him. He 
was, indeed, generally in a dream — a dream of early and 
. unrequited love. He had, when a boy at school, become 
attached to Mary Morison ; and as he grew up this was 
strengthened, till it grew into love — not le>ve warm, blush- 
ing, and strong — all energy and passion — but love meek and 
gentle, indicated in looks and acts of attention and kind- 
ness ; and which, we grieve to say it, has less success with 
beauty than it deserves. When the country was busy with 
her name and fame, all tongues were loud in the censure of 
the- bonnie lass of £liin*bum, save those of Jeanie Rabson 
and her brother; the latter said little indeed, but he fek 
much and rightly ; he was never provoked to mirth after- 
ward ; he forsook all society save that of his sister, whons 
he tenderly loved ; and though he had always been charita- 
ble, he now opened his doors wider than ever to those wan- 
dering mendicants who, sometimes unworthily, roam Uie 
country and collect alms by calm soUcitation or clamorous 

in such company the laird of Howeboddom seemed to 
take delight; but though he was liberal ta all, he was most 
indulgent to that unhappy class of vagrants who are touched 
in the intellect, 

" The moping idiot aud the madman gay }*' 

and that dubious specimen of insanity — ^hovering, as the 
Scots saying has it, between gOwk and gorhawk — ^the 
shrewd wittol — ^with humour, and even wit, and pranks par- 
taking of both, and an idiot still. Scenes indecorous, and 
sometimes alanning, occurred at Howeboddom; neverUie** 
less, the strange elements which the laird's hospitaUty gath-^ 
ered round his hall fire at night were, in his hands, due-* 
tile as cream ; when their wildness was at its height^ hi$ 
look and word awed them into repose. All this and other 
ifoibles induced the neighbours to shake their heads and 
whisper, "The laird of Howeboddom^s no the thing he 
should be/^ The shepherd said, in allusion to his own vo« 
cation, " The laird has got a straik o* tar too much f^ the 
ploughman averred that the laird's sock had " owre mickle 
grun, and turned up jingle^-stanes wi' the rich mools ;'' the 
shoemaker said, his '^ boots had been sewed in a hard frost, 
and took in water at the welting •,'' the weaver declared that 
" the web of his understanding was pimie ;'' the blacksmith 
said that "his intellect had been burnt in the waulding- 
heat ;*' and the mason muttered, " scrimp to the gage." ui 
short, all trades and callings agreed that the gudeman of 
Howeboddom was rankled in the brain, save his sister 


eai^e, who observed, *' Our James has nae sae ndcUe to 
ay for himself as some I could name ; but wha excels him 
ti doing wise and sensible things f Let them that think 
im a fool try to take him in ; and them that ca' him silly 
7 to gie him the breadth of his back.'* 
T!ie nis^ in which the house of Howeboddom appeared 
I we have hastily sketched it was Hidlow-eve, when, in 
IditioQ to the usual household, more than the usual number 
'wanderers nppeared, allured, no doubt, by the hospitality 

* the house of Rabson, as well as by the rustic charms and 
•ells of the evening. These personages were seated apart 
)m the fiEunily on a long settle beyond the fire, which ez- 
nded almost from side to side of the halL First, there was 
hn Tamson, who carried a blackthorn staff which he call- 

Fidnm, three wallets with not less than a hundred weight 
old iron, old crystal, and broken china ; he was a preach- 
l idiot ; his pulpit was a midden-stead, his text hell-fire, 
d one could hear him a mile down the wind, so loud was 
I voice. Secondly, there was Manting Will, so called from 
i stutter — ^he always carried a large stone in his hand, to 
ig, he said, at James Rabson's mickle duck — namely, the 
ider, which he said bit him, and hissed him, and put him 
fear of his Ufe ; he was wise enough to refuse to gather 
al, for it was heavy, and Will was lazy ; nor did he love 
fpence, for wealth had its inconveniences — all that he 
ired was a warm meal and a soft bed. He had no better 
thing than rags, but always excellent shoes, which he 
ained by a certain sleight of hand he practised on a wider 
Je in early life. 

^he third p«»onage was Kipp Cairns, a thin, earnest* 
King old man, with a white head and genteel air ; winter 
summer he wore Uiread stockings, buckles in his shoes, 
powder in his hair ;r— ha was an idiotic dandy, and had 
; a fair estate. The laird in his youth thought himself 
sistible among ladies, and his charms such that he had 
r to offer and be accepted. A wily neighbour watered 
)wn estate against the laird's, that Miss Jenny Todd, of 
rrie-hole, would refuse him. Away started the laird, 
found the lady on the way to the kirk to be married, 
ireaded guns and pistols as much as Will did the How^ 
lorn eander; and, moreover, he indulged in sallies of 
which even the witty dreaded to encounter, 
lie fourth and last of the band was RoMn Wigfatman, 
had more of oddity than of madness in his brain. He 
ected all mankind ; and not without reason, for a cun- 
lawyer, whom he trusted, became lord of Robin's land, 
turned him into the world with an ass and a load of 
u-e and pewter, to win his bread by. This ass was the 
creature he cared for, and he pleaded hard to have it 
rht %Q ibe fireside at Howeboddom; ^'for^ bating ijoA 

• £3 


100 . • LOEX> ROLDAN. 

bray,^ be said, ** it could demean itself better than some 

There Avas an equal number of deranged women. The 
first, and the noisiest, was Nannie Simm ; she was alwajrs 
scolding save when iBating, and then she held a staff in her 
hand with which she beat time to the motion of her lips ; 
Peggie Casey was the second ; though old, she was still ^ood 
looking, and active both in mind and body. We say mmd— > 
for, if drink could be kept from Peegie, or Peggie from drink 
•—she was at once wise, witty, and sagacious ; but, the mo- 
ment liquor entered her mouth, she seemed inspired by the 
demon of contradiction, and mischief ;. she leaped, she dan- 
ced, she talked, and she simg, while all that she said, as well 
as all that she sung, was satirically aimed at those around; 
for she knew everybody, and could draw their characters 
with equal discernment and drollery. The third was Nel- 
ly Cairo ; she never was seen to smile, and she never spoke 
without complaining of hunger ; she ate and drank till she 
alarmed her entertamers, and then declared she was starv- 
ing, and kept together by a belt ; yet the belt was always 
loose. The fourth was a lady-looking person, of middle 
life ; — ^who sighed at every step, went bareheaded winter 
and summer, and was for many years accompanied by a 
couple of sheep, which she called her lambs — ^they lived as 
she lived, and often lay all night with her in the nelds ; no 
one knew her name, but all called her " the L&dy-'' 

Such was the company in Howeboddom. There were 
others, however, who, if not mad, were oddities in their way. 
First, there was Dominie Milligan, who placed hinuself beside 
Jeanie Rabson, and, to entertain her^ entered into the hisr 
lory of the Carthaginians, to which the heiress listened with 
some attention, believing them to be a wild sept of people 
who lived in the Roons of Galloway, and brought the honey 
of that Hybla of Caledonia to perfection. Secondly, there 
was Nickie Neevison, who entered with a laugh, crying, 
"Where's Morison Roldan! — ^he'll never rhyme mair: I can 
beat him a' to sticks at riving the words to gaur them clink. 
What do you think 1 have done, Jeanie Rabson t I went to 
Drumdrousie house, and speered for the ^owk and the titlin; 
our twa learned, philosophical, and critical friends^ as the 
laird calls them — ^ye need na glower that way, dominie, I 
have used the right words ; — weel, ye see, out they came, 
and I becked and put on a hypocritical mouth, and tauld 
them that I had got a capital auld ballant for them, worth 
ten of the stuff I so rashly burnt: aild what d*ye think I did? 
I raved out a lang screed o' rhyme of my am making — as 
sure as ye're there, Jeanie — they swallowed it like sweet 
milk ; Braunks repeated it as I repeated it ; Blynders wrote 
it down as if it had been a judgment o' the fifteen, and the 
laird cried, * Wondrous I' Am na I clever !— Oi sly, invent- 
(u\ revengeful Nickie Neevison !" 

LOJtB XOU>lK. 101 

''Woiiian!^ saidthedominia, ''yehayedoneanindmcrBCfC 
thing ; first, ye hare told an outnith to two leaincd, philo- 
aopmcalj and critical gentlemen; and secondly, ye have 
passed off vour own ravings upon them for the genuine inh 
spiration of the muse ; thereby spreading a false report, and 
bringing discredit upon the genius of the district. Woman ! 
how know ye that you have not prevented me from lavinc 
before then, even at Dmmdrousie house, the first book of 
my own epic poem, on thtt woes which are proi^iesi^ to 
fall on Scotland when certain natund events hippen 1 — there 
is to be a battle, to which that of Armageddan will b» but 
as a cockfight. What saith True Thomas 1 

^ ' When Solway Flow shall take to the tea. 
The batUe oTUie Sonmyke Moor fhall be.'** 

*'And a braw poem you have written, dominie,** said 
Nickie, who heard of it now for the first time. ^ A bimw. 
poem, and a soothing ; I was gaun by yere house ae night 
when ye were receeting it ;--0 ! yon's the poetry, Jeanie 
Rabson ; when ye court sleep, and canna find it, se^ for the 
dominie : if the first sax lines dinna bring down yere eelids, 
then his verse winna do for you what it did for me.** 

" Woman, woman !*' exclauoed the exasperated dominie, 
'* you are made of nothing but untruths." 

*' Then I am the better poet, dominie ; thank ye for the 
compliment; now, man, if ye. could just compliment Jeanie 
Rabson there as cleverly, ye kenna what might happen at 
Howeboddom; heiress, he looks unco kirr, take tent of 
your heart.'* 

" Who ttUks of tining hearts !** exclaimed Kipp Cairns. 
" J tint a fair estate ; the man who got it planted it all with 
nettles and thorns, and I canna get to the door of my aia 
house without tearing my silk stockings.'* 

" Flint, fire, hell, and Hades !** shouted John Tamson. 
** What's the sting of a liettle and the jag of a thorn to the 
scorching of eternal firet I see it!— I see it! — ^there it 
bums and raf^es ! Ill hand Manting Will owre't till the 
buckles melt m his shoon !" 

'' Ye see into hell !" said Robin Wigfatman ; *< tell me» 
dinna ye see the saul of Writer Jock roasting in't 1 If ye 
dinna see that, ye are locking into thewrang place." 

*• D'ye see pny roast meat V said Nelly Caiid ; " I havena 
tasted food this fid^tnight : I'm falling asunder ; I think I 
could eat it, even if auld Clootie himself had turned the 

'^ Will ye tell me, John," said Kipp Cairns, in a mild, in- 
quiring voice, *' if ye see purgatory 1 It should be near l^ell, 

" I see nothing," exclaimed the madman, starting up, and 
Jookinf feaifoUy down ; '* I see nothing but one boundles* 


blazing ^it; I hear nothing but the groans of the tortured. 
Hark ! aid ye no hear a y6ice crying, Come, John Tamson, 
there's blude on your hand ; come and wash it in boiling 
brimstone r* 

" If ye see only a boundless blazing pit," said Kipp Cairns, 
" then the stake-and-ryse dike between hell and purp^atory 
is burnt down^, and what will become of Lady Winifred 
Roldan when it's a' ae pit ?" 

"} never saw so many dait.fowk together before," said 
Peggy Casey, in a tone of offended wisdom ; " Howebod- 
dom, if ye winna rebuke them into silence, I maun do it." 
She rose as she spoke, and e^Etending her hands, called with 
a loud voice, ** From this hour till that of supper, let all those 
that are wise close their mouths, and let all those that are 
daft open them : we have had of wisdom sufficient for ae 
night." She sat down, and all approved. 

AH this time the laird of Howeboddom sat motionless in 
a large arm-chair, fashioned for his great-grandfath^ out of 
a soSd oak-tree, found fifteen feet deepNin Howeboddom 
tnorass: the hands which made it were equally familiar 
with scriptiure as with edge-tools, for there were sand- 
glasses, and swords, and brief texts, scattered wjierevdr 
^pace was afforded ; nay, in the panel behind, a Bible lay 
open at the fifty-third chapter of Isaiah; so that, wherever 
^e occupier turned himself, he either saw or felt something 
holy. The laird seemed unconscious of all these things ; 
nor did he for once glance his eye above him, where whole 
sides of bacon, hams spiced and dried, and more savoury 
morsels still, such as tongues and tender mutton ham3, 
were neatly papered ; and e\l long staves of thorn, 'ash, and 
oak, for souples to flails, hung orderly, row above row; 
while among the whole, the smoke from a fire of mingled 
peat and wood streamed freely, on its way to the open 
air. He sat ; nor heeded the company assembling around 
him further than, when a new guest was admitted, he would 
say, " Come away, Bankhead ;" *^ Tm glad to see you. Ma- 
ryfield ;" " This is a fine Hallowmass, Boatrigg ; how's the 
lasses ? Ay, there they are, God bless them !" From lue 
frequent glances towards the door, it was plain that he 
looked for some one who had not yet come ; the door open-> 
ed, but his soUcitude was not rewarded. " Come away, 
John Anderson ; and come here, Pennie Hudlestane ; and 
come near me, Mattie Anderson— nae marvel that they ca' 
ye bonnie." The guests sat down, but still the laird looked 
towards the doorl At length he could keep quiet no longer : 
"What's become of the bairn 1" he said ; " Jeanie Rabson, 
are ye sure that ye invited the boy ?" 

" Hell be here belyve, laird," said Jeanie ; " he'U be here 
beljTve. Ye maun ken, sirs, that it is Morison Roldan that 
my brither ca's the baim ; he*6 nae bairn now, weel I wot, 


a handsome lad, wi' a winiung tongae, and a glance thai 
s mac hearts than ane gae ataiting. la na that true. Mat* 
Anderson V 

*he young woman thus unexpectedly appealed to Baye 
head a toss east and her head a toss west, and with a 
sr on' her rosy face, said, '* Ye maon ask at them that 
mair in him than I dp.^^ She seemed prepaied to say 
:e, but her mother, the aforesaid Pennie, took the word 
of her month. ** Ye say weel, Mattie, my lass : I dinna 
ik them that first likened my daughter, wha, wi' a* her 
s, came honestly into the world — that likened my daugh- 
I say, wha has money o' her ain and expectances frae 
uncle, besides sureties frae us — wi' a penniless lad, bom 
he wrang side o* the blanket.'* She had risen a httle u]f 
^ive impulse to her words ; and on concluding them, she 
down with a soss that made the chair creu^. Jeanio 
son looked at the laird, the laird looked at Jeanie^— both 
e ready to speak, but the laird spoke first. 
6 sat upright in his chair, to giTe force to his words. 
hat need for a' this scorn t Mv bairn Morison's shadow 
picture ; the like o' him for looks and ability is no in 
country-side. Na doubt the Fourmerkland is a pretty 
e, but I trow the Howeboddom is a bonnier ; and the 
o' the latter, and that shall be Morison, may h^ud up 
head wi' the heiress o' the former ony day between 
ane and Beltane : what need is there for a' this scorn 1" 
as he concluded the door opened, and Morison entered, 
dng the snow from his hat. '^ Ye come the last, and 
r winter wi' ye, my bairn," said the laird ; ** come up to 
•ight hand here— there, now ! how hale ye look ; study 
le bewilder yere brain as it did mine. Dominie, yera 
lar's a credit to you, I'm tauld — but a truce wi' further 
eh. ' Jcanie — Jeonie Rabson,. wherefore dinna ye hrinf 
ard the dishes, wi' clean water and foul ; the napps wi' 
;s, to have a dive ; the nuts, that lads and lasses may be 
lered, and speH their fate ! 1 myself have the pock of 
)seed for adventurous hands to saw; and I give ilka 
iberty to pouk my stacks, pou my kalestocks, and win« 
weghts o' naething." As the laird sboke, the materials 
which superstitious or humorous belief wrouffht or 
nded to work miracles on Hallow-eve Were produced; 
Dminie alone lifted up his voice against them. " Not," 
le, •* that I object to noAest hilarity, or even to the but- 
sowens at supper ; but oh ! an ye he Christians, where- 
will ye tempt Providence by indulging in daiksome 

the rites, dark or bright, the more yonthftd part of the 
.any proceeded, evidently regarding Dominie Milligaa's 
nstrance as a thing of course, to keep matters straight 

his conscience. " I shall begin with what is ndar 

104 Z^RD ROLBAl^. 

my Keart," said Pennie Hudlegtane ; *' here's twa nuts.ikif 
and comely : the tane represents Morison .there, and the 
other Mattie Anderson ; that they may bum sweetly and 
kindly, is the wish of my godeman as well as me." 

Morison, who remembered the scorn showered upon him 
both by mother ajad daughter, marvelled how this change 
had taken place ; he looked at Mattie^ and Mattie returned 
his glance with interest : and the goodman of the Four- 
merkland looked at both» and seemed to regard them as.his 

"Ye may save yeresels the trouble of all this,7 s^d Nanse 
Halberson. " No that I object to the burning of twa nuts 
any more than to the eating of twa kemels^but Morison Rol- 
dan has anither destiny before him> ; — and no meaning dis- 
respect to Mattie Anderson, who is baith rich and weel fau- 
red, and, is aware of the same — ^the deer mauna lie down in 
the dog's hole ; his is to be a brighter lot." 

The goodman of Fourmerkland waxed wrolh on this. 
'* It's weel kenned, Nanse, that ye are uncannie, and naught 

fangs weel wi' either milkness or bestial, unless ye wish it. 
tali that forspeaking my bairn, and if ony iU happens to 
Mattie, ye had best look to it." 

" She has already commenced wi' her cantrai'ps on the 
nuts,", said Pemiie. " There I what a start and a flu£f 1 she 
lies as quiet as a lamb, and he is up the chimley." 

" Wha talks of cantraips 1" said John Tamson, starting 
madly up; " and who seeks fortune in fire 1 that ye had sic 
a heat at your heart as I have ! a' the water of Tynron bum 
winna sloken't. Some gang to hell a thousand years after 
death ; some step frae me deathbed into the burning brim- 
stone, and some are there while they are .in the body ; and 
if onybody ask ye wha they are, ye may say John Tarn- 
son's ane o' them. D'ye see yon lang-bs^ked black deevil, 
wi' een like lamps, and claws like muck dregs, looking 
down the lum? mony a time he has' me on his back^ and 
gaes laumping through the hottest dubs of perdition. Yet 
tor a' that the red blude's on this hand." And he sat down» 
extending his hand over the embers till the skin cracked be- 
fore he. was stopped, saying, with a tone as if a millstone^ 
had been lifted from his bosom, '^ Ah ! it's whiter now— it's 
whiter now, and the buxom bride canna refuse me for't.** 
While all were shocked with the words of the madman* 
and dl eyes were on him, the outer door was swung sud- 
denly against the wall ; — a heavy step was heard on the 
floor, and before the form that approached was visible to all» 
a rough, loud, strange voice exclaimed, " I se^k eight of 
my people ; men say they are mad, but I say wicked — 
wicked ; they are all of them sinners, and the weight that 
lies on their hearts, and makes them frantic, is sin. Listen 
till I call them, and note ye their ways, and Bee if my words 


3 not those of 'wisdom*^ A strange tremon^ seemed to 
ike m the eight mendicants at once ; nor was it allayed 
lea the stranger stalked into the middle of the floor : he 
s bare-headed ; his hair was matted and long, and so was 
beard ; he held a lantem in. his hand, made out of a 
oped turnip, and ever, as he moved it, the light which 
3uldered in it glimmered Uke that of his eyes, which 
re large and sunken. AU saw he was mad ; but his face 
s unknown, even to the laird of Howeboddom. 
Where are my people," he exclaimed, ** on a night when 
igs which should be in hell are abroad 1 ay, there ye 
at a douce man's board, as if ye werena marked l^ the 
id of Satan, and doomed for the pit. John Tamson, how 
) ye to sit there wi' the pedler's blood red on yore right 
d, and three score of his -silver crowns in your wallets ! 
see ye understand. And ye, too, sit cosh beside him, 
garet Macdonald, whom the children call Casey. Where 
3 ye the garters, of a blue and white stripe, with which ye 
igled yere babe t — I see ye understand. William Rori- 
whom we call Manting Will, look up : the bleat of 
'^eboddom's sheep is still in your lug. — I see ye under- 
i. And you, Helen Caird, whom boys call Nelly 
ms, to the dishonour of an auld tune. Ve have often 
1 tlie hedge and the henroosts, when folk blamed the 
rs, and the tinkers were far away. — ^Ay, I see ye un- 
and, too. Your turn's next— ye are the lady, that nev- 
Bars a mutch, and wanders wi^ the silly sheep as if ye 
'. innocent as when ye wandered amang the lilies of 
orth gsurdens. Til say nae mair — ^I see ye understand, 
you, Robert Wightman, whom bairns call Yauping 
1, and douce fowk condole wi' for the loss of the bon- 
lary-holm, I will neither nickname ye, nor condole wi* 
'when ye were rich ye were hard-hearted and close* 
ed wi* the poor t^nd the needy ; and if God deprived 
' your grounds, and gave them to a knave, because ye 
d the widow and her three babes from your door on 
ter niffht, and bade her find a bed amang the wreaths 
avv, wheie she was a stiff corse in the morning, wha 
ay that your afflictions are undeserved %^ 
I a soul spoke or stirred : the mad people cowered and 
k as hounds when whipped or rated ; even Nickie 
[son was awed. She could only mutter, " Tis Hal* 
ass, and this maun be auld Cloots himsel, since he 
3i' things. Is he no done yet t I wonder whether he 
iers me daft or no. I have doubts on't mysel now 


looked anxiously at the beach, and fixing his eyes on 
Cairns, stepped suddenly forward, seized him bv the 
tnd hurrying him to a comer of the room, placed hftn 
hair, took a seat beside him, and with a loud laugh 

E 3 


eaid, "Man, ye pozed ml On Hallowmass-eve the power 
is given to rae to see the evil deeds which the seed of man 
commit written on their brows ; there's naught of the kind 
written on thine. Ye are neither more nor less than a fool, 
and y ere seat should be with the righteous. James Rabsou 
of Howeboddom, wherefore d'ye no come and greet your 
guest 1—1 am the spirit that appeared to Brutus, and prom- 
ised to meet him at PhiKppi : I am he who aj^eared to 
James Stuart in Stirling, and warned him of Flodden ; and, 
lastly, I Jim the dark and evil shape that follows in the 
steps of the Roldans, rejoicing when they err, and await- 
ing release from csuth in the downfall of their house and 

name.'' , . _ .. 

'' Spirit or man— or God or devil," said Morison Roldan, 
springing up and confronting the stranger, " I shall know 
who you are before we part. Ye say ye rejoice in the er« 
Tors of my name, and await the downfall of my house that 
ye may be released from earth— explain your words : they 

are a mystery." 

** I am a mystery as well as my words^" answered the 
stranger. " Know ye not, young man, thai two spirits, one 
of evil and one of good, have charge of the house of Rol- 
dan ? The barons of that name have sQmetimes dared to 
evoke and question them. The bright spirit can only be 
seen in the liSdy e Chapel, on the first night of the full moon 
of July ; but the bad spirit can be sewi always. Would you 
know more ?** 

" You have told me nothing that I have not heard before,'* 

said Morison ; " but God pity you * so far from being aught 

superhuman, I see you are less than man ; a poor mad 

-^creature, escaped from restraint to scare others tul they go 

as mad as yourself.'^ 

<* I am a spirit," said the stranger, " and c« this eve I am 
permitted to come abroad. I have walked the quicksands 
of Solway-^my feet are wet. I have glided over the sha- 
king-bogs of Locher — see, I caught mis jaek-»<laateni : 
and I lighted on the schoolhouse-^top^ and called on the name 
of John Milligan ; but there was a dumb s{lence> and the 
voice of learning was mute in the landJ^ 

£k>minie Milligan seemed recalled by these worda firom a 
sort of trance ; he muttered, ^ It's him,- and it's no him, and 
yet it's him too." And, rising and coming forward, said, 
^ If ye are a spirit, sit still and say naught ; but if ye are 
Willie of Starryheugh, speak to me, for 1 am John MiUi* 

A cloud seemed to be lifted from the stranger at once ; 
the wild excitement of his looks departed ; he passed his 
hands over his brow, and smiting his knees with his palms, 
and stooping his head upon them, appeared to shiidaer ;-«- 
^9 looked up, and said» " William was my name once^ aipd 

< * 

. tDRD &OI.DAN. 107 

^trylieDgh was my habitation ; but my name now is Plot* 
ck, and my home is in a 'damp cavern, and, instead of 
3ve8 on my hands and silk stockings on my legs, I wear 
nds of iron ; and for the sound of Greek or Latin song, I 
ar cursing and swearing; and, though a spirit myself, I 
I beaten by one stronger, and whipp^ till tne flesh seems 
rting from my bones." 

-' Alas !*^ said the dominie« moumfidly, to Morison, " b^ 
Id the brightest of aU Scotland's scholars ; in the race of 
ne he was foiled by one not half so swift as himself, but 
10 had the eod Mammon for his partner ; the upshot is a 
dhoQse^-^hains and stripes. Bat come home, even now, 
th me, my poor unhappy friend ; thou art as harmless as 
> breese of May ; — thou shalt live with me, and during 
i weary nights we shall sing a Greek song together— my 
ildren will not harm one from whom we may all derive 

The dominie took him by the hand, and as he led him un« 
isting away) the laird of Howeboddom said, " I shall 
ible the dues I owe the sohool for this ; but I trow, for a 
«) I bought he was na in the body, but was a. spirit, ay, 
! a black ane." 

I aye thought I kenned him," said Niekie Neevison ; 
It daft here or daft there, he kens mair than he ought to 
; what line characters he drew of our feal friends ayoni 
fire there ! By my troths Howeboddom, ye keep queer 
ipany. But how wiselike he talked about the twa spir-^ 
o( the house of Roldan ! Nanse Halberson, ye ken all 
igs— what say ye to the guardian spirits Y This is just 
night to talk about them/' * 

I hae my ain doubts," said Nanse, gravely, '* anent the 
I ane ; but conceriling the bright ane th^e's na doubt« 

appears, for it's a ladye'4Spirit, to all whose veins are 
med with the blnde of Roldan, and shows them their fu- 
fate-^whilk means that she points out the path to glory 

honour, and to ruin and perdition, then lets them 

rhaCs awsome t but, Nanse, does the spirit come in the 
less of a woman 1" inquired Jeanie Rabson* 
itweei, does she,*' answered the otheir, ** and a bonnie 
lan too ; Mattie Anderson there's well faured, but she's 
*unki6 to a star compared wi' the ladye-spirit of the 
e of Roldan/' 

iway wi' yere comparisons, ye uncannie lirnmer," said 
lie Hudlestane, sharply ; " d'ye think that a shape of 
ishine, or a creature formed o' ragwort, is equal to a 
[e lass of warm H^sh and blood V' 
Ay words arc true, nevertheless, gudewife,"^8aid Nanse ; 
I Morieon there, where he sits sae cozie, whisnennff 
rour daughter^ will prove it before his teens aare done. 

108 I'ORD ROtDAir. 

" Ay," said the goodivife, " young flesh and blood wBBI 
**en draw together ; we were ance young ourselves, Nanse, 
iasB, and loved to run round the corn-ricks, and scream, thai 
ane we liked might catch us." 

" I mind o' nae sic pranks," said the goodman of Foiir- 
merkland ; '^ ye nlaun hae screamed, Pennie, to other grips 
than mine." 

" The laird's in his tantrums now, Nanse ; but naebody 
minds him mair nor me," whispered Pennie ; " I ke^ the 
keys, lass ; sae come yere ways up ony forenoon ye Hke to 
Fourmerkland, and ye shall carry hame as mickle butter 
and cheese as yere back can bear. Pm saying, let thae 
young things tilaw in ilk other's lugs there, and should there 
be ony thing rising to cross their love, will ye stop it, or 
tell me o't — we a' ken, Nanse, that yere wiser than other 

" wW is to be maun come to pass," said. Nanse ; *^ I 
shall cast na cantraips atweel to spill the love o' twa kindly 
young things; but whaVs to be the fate of Morison the 
spirit of his fathers will tell him, and that soon." 

The youthful pair were now left to themselves, and, seat- 
ed side by side, conversed without interruption. It cannot 
be denied that Morison had a sort of hankering regard for 
the heiress of Fourmerkland, nor had the maiden, till of late, 
shown any disinclination for his company. The change in 
his favour had been wrought to-night by the declaration of 
the laird of Howeboddom ; the hopes of such a fair inher- 
itance could not be resisted, and Morison, though bom, as 
Pennie said, oh the wron^ side of the blanket, was at once 
invested with all the ^abties which a farm worth five hun- 
dred a year, and bills and bonds, and money laid out at in- 
terest, could l^stow. For a while he wondered at the af- 
fectionate looks and soft and yielding words of his mistress; 
but he saw they were not dissemMied, and he repaid them 
with looks and language such as seldom fail to succeed 
when they come from the handsome and the wealthy. 

*' Mattie," he said, ^' I am poor ; but I am youngs and my 
hand is ready, and my head is none of the duUest, and what 
I want in wealth I shall make up in love." 

" Morison," aniswered the maiden, " ye are rich ^ough 
for me ; when I sat aside ye in the school, and ye were 
helping me with my lesson — ^though I was na sae dull of the 
uptake as Tibbie Wilson and Kate Macturk— I thought then 
how w.eel you would look should it sae happen that ye were 
to become maister of the Fourmerkland. Even- now I can 
beat my mother in weighing the butter sharp and the wool 
scrimp in the scale, and she says I am sneller than herself 
in managing the siller." 

" But, Mattie," said Morison, " ye must not let this desire 
of gain outrun what is Just ; ye ehould give down weight, 



) the wife of Anchan-gibbaid, wfaa pttt oae leg of a pair 
tfiro-poaod tongs in the scale and let the other hang out 
sn sh6 weighed a poond of butter/^ 
ThskVs aye your way» Monson,". said the maiden ; ** yh 
er will speak aeriouBly about ony thing ; but I'm seiioua 
. What may be the worth of How^odd<Mn annually, 
k ye I and how muckle money has the laird and Jeame 
out at interest \ It's no that 1 care, but I am interested 
our friends, ye ken." 

These are matters which I have never inquired into,'* 
ed he ; ** all that I know is, that Jeanie Rabson has one 
le kindest hearts, and the laird ane of the freest hands^ 
I Glenganiock. Much, much, Mattie, have they done 
le since I remember ; and what must they have done for 
efore I remember^ when I was a helpless bairn in my 
ler's lap, and she had no friend save Grod and Jeanie 

marvel ye dinna think of marrying Jean Rabson yeic> 
jnce ye think sa mickle on her," said the heiress of 
nerkland, with, a toss of her head, 
couldna love her mair," said Morison,** were we to be 
sd the mom ; but she never intends to marnrj she sajTS^ 
er brother never intends to many, which is a pity : 
le of them are scarce in the land.'' 
'ha talks of marrying ?" said Ki^p Cairns ; '* didna I 
le broad mains of Kappenock, just because I was. an 
»wre lang in asking the bonnie lass of Lowrie^hole ! 1 
hae married wha I like sinsyne, but there's nae love 
first love^ sae I gang single ; but I can teU ye I have 
h to do : there's the lady of Scrimpington—she look- 
ne yesterday ; ye never saw sic looks !" 
1 gie an advice, baini," said Peggie Casey ; '* love's a 
ed fire, and ye mar bum yere hands when ye but 
>' heating thftih : wherefore do I not marry ? I hae 
f offers, but when the name^ are asked in the kirk, a 
sh voice cries aye, ' Nevdr wed wi' ane that wears blu^ 
lite garters' — ^I ken wliat that means ;" and she hid 
e in her hands. 

hen ye want siller," said John Tamson, *' to set tip 
pvi', dinna gang to a pedler forH ; for if ye gie him a 
3 owre miekle in the getting it, hell haunt ye a' yere 
Lhere, I see him now ! there's as mickle blude ruming 
lis bosom as wad torn a raiU. Flint, fire, hell, and 
men are all sinners by naturcj and sinners by prac- 
nd the jaws of that fiery leviathan, the pit, are gaping 
low us up !" 

ash the buttered sowens were ready," said Ndly 
'' I havena tasted God's living these three weeks ; I 
I asunder were it no for this band I" 
wish of the ravenous mendicant was gratified: ^ 



110 LbftB ROLI>AN. 

tneal, tlie smoke of which was enough, Nickie Neevifton 
declared, to supper the rattons in the thatch, soon appeared 
on the board ; a grace, suddenly pronounced by one of the 
madmen — " Ram horns apiece, and elbow-room," was the 
indecorous signal to fall on, and not a word was said, though 
a score of mouths were open, for a quarter of an hour at 
least. As the company rose to depart, *^ Take care^" said 
the laird of Howeboddom, " as ye gang through the Fonl- 
sykes ; something has aye been seeh thereon Hallowraasfr- 
eve since Joe Dingwall was murdered by Rab Johnston the 
tinker ; and take heed as ye skirt Largnane wood; the tree's 
still there on which Chrisfy Sautpowks pat down himsel — 
the branch, ye will see't, owrehangs the road — ^and folk 
threep, as the night comes round, they see his form hanging 
atween them and the blue sky.** 

*' Ye hae forgotten, laird," said Niok^e Neerison, " to 
warn them sjtainst crossing the Pennystane burn ;*^n the 
very hdwe of the glen, where the hoodie craw biggs, didna 
douce Walter Irving find a green table covered with fine 
meats, and fragrant wi' wine, wi' four-and-twenty fairies ca- 
rousing — and was he ever the same man again after he 
drank of the Elfland winel" 

" And I warn ye a' — ^mair especially ye Fourmerkland 
iDlk," said Nanse Halberson, "to walk warily over the 
Pennystane-craft ; if there's a witch in a' the south, she is 
sure to be there, and may gie some of ye a ride as far as 
flie moon." 

" 0,^Jean," said the laird to his sister when alone, ''what 
a twofold lesson have we had this blessed night ! I oaana 
tell whether maist to pity these bereaved creatures now^ 
stretched on their sacks and strae, or the laird of Fovrmeik- 
land. How he lap, like a cock at a ffrozel — ^him, and wife, 
and daughter, when we hinted that Morison wad be laird of 
Howeboddom : they are a selfish race and a warldly." 


** But warily tent when ye come to court me. 
And come na unless the back yett be ajee ; 
Then up the back stile, and let naebody see. 
And come as ye werena coming to me. 


Whin Morison and the young heiress of Fourmerkland 
arrived at the place where the roads sundered towahls 
their different homes, their conversation had grown of a 
confidential nature. 

ibORD R0LOAN-. Ill 

** If jB 9aen& afimid/' said the naidea, *'of the cloud of 
xught, and the lonesome road, ye mi^t find way to 
Founnerkland on Monday night--^)ut« now that I think on% 
we had better say Tuesday. There's aye a Ught at my 
window till late — ^the wee window that looks up the hum. 
I have the accounts of the day to sort, and the results of 
bargains to set down. But ve are na heeding what I say. 
Mind now that my mother^s but-iight-sleepit, sae walk soft- 
ly, and dinna come brainging at the front gate, but slide 
cannily in by the kale-yard slap. Will ye mind a* this, 
now ?" 

It was no needless question that the heiress asked. Mor- 
ison heard her as if he heard her not ; he was in truth con- 
ndering whether Jie had not better, with one who promised 
to be so close and selfish, to come to a clearance in court- 
ship at once; but the night and hour of tryste being named, 
he could not, without affronting her whom he dreaded he 
qould not love, decline the interview ; he accepted it, bade 
good night, and hastened home to the Elfin^glen. 

We are afraid that not a few of our readers — ^for we trust 
this true history will find many — ^will be inclined to think 
slightingly both of Morison's head and fieart' when they are 
informed that, when Monday night came, he be^n to prepare 
for the tryste with Mattie Anderson. Thev will one and all 
exclaim,. ^' Tuesday night — ^the heiress said Tuesday night,** 
and so no doubt she did ; but the wooer, from reasons we 
have assigned, only heard Monday night named, and so 
faintly that it seemed to him 83 a dream: he had a vague 
notion, too, that Tuesday was also mentioned ; but he said 
to himself, ''The road is -short to nimble feet Uke mine, and 
the Ught at her window — ^I am right, I am right, I know, in 
that — will settle all." On Monday Morison b^an to prepare 
for his visit All who have felt the ardour of young enthu- 
siastic love need not be informed that he did not wait till 
night for such preparation ; long'before the sun sunk down 
to the hiU, he nad looked down' from the ^len-head at the 
line of road — ^tried on,, shifted, and tried again, various parts 
of dress, and thought 4iis neckcloth more reluctant than he 
ever found it before to take a handsome tie. His hair he 
shook back and combed forward, and though nature had so 
disposed it that no mistaken labour could altogether hurt its 
waving beauty, he g^^ve up the arrangement in despair, and 
not without a smile at his own vanity. 

The sun sunk slowly^— ^loF^r, indeed, than Morison ever 
remembered it ; the moon had arisen — her horns were half 
filkd, and there wa^ a storm intimated in her looks, for it 
did not escape him that she lay almost on her back, and 
shone glooniy and watery* His mother, who had no ideia 
of his tryste, added tp his anxiety by a flow of conversation 
conpeming the ^mcient warriors of the house of Morison ; 

112 tOMf ROLDAir. 

and though she observed that he did not listen with his nsnal 
attenljion to deeds of arms, reaching from days when ** gude 
King Robert rang," to the "fatal Forty-five," she; talked 
away, never suspecting that she had not a faithful listener. 

She made a full pause at the end of the family history, 
and said, "Morison, I am proud of your looks, though I 
shouldna be sae, seeing they are an accident of nature ; but . 
I am prouder of your mind, which is every day growing 
more and more manly. The feelings of your time of hfe — 
for ye will be seventeen at Beltane— are, I can perceive, 
coming on you, for you are more careful of your dress, and 
morer anxious about your* person, than formerly ;' though, 
blessed be the Maker, you were never amiss : now, my dear 
bairn, let one admonish ye who has (fearly earned the right, 
to be careful of the company ye keep. I dinna mean the 
lads ; ye are undo weel that way in a' respects, save that 
boy Davie Gellock, whom I suspect will turn out a ne'erdo* 
weel ;— but I mean the maidens, Morison, mv love ; O, din- 
na throw yere young heart away to some giglet wi' blue een, 
and sunny hair, and an aere of peatmoss ; the first love is 
seldom weel and wisely placed ; look twice afore ye loup : 
dinna make a promise tiiat wUl niin ye in the keepmg ; Imt 
lay out yere love on a young creature with a kind heart ;— • 
she ougnt to be bonnie, too — and if she has siller, she wimui 
be the waur. Gude night, my bairn, and mind what a moth* 
er has said." 

Morison retired— for it was nigh the hour of test^— «» his 
little chamber; he heard his mother bolt the door, and also 

Eray that he might be delivered from the tempter now, when 
is hour of tiiSi was nigh ; he also heard her pray that it 
might not be God's will that he should fall in love with one 
above his degree — as one — ^and sorely was she punished lor 
it — ^had done. What she desired was a young, weel-faured, 
virtuous, thrifty quean, who would keep the house in order, 
and hand gear together. 

Morison smiled, and thought that Mattie Anderson was 
made to suit ; he opened the window with a careful hand, 
riinped into the open atr, and making his way to the hill- 
BMie, Io<^ed by the hght of the moon far and wide oret 

As he passed h scathed oak, where the road branched 
away to tne ca^e of Roldan, a voice cried, " Ah, Morison, 
lad ! whither away so last !---but I can guess— ye have a 
tryste wi' the muse, and ye are gaun to seek her at the 

'^Nanse Halberson," said Morison, with a Uueh and a 
smile, *' if Pennie Hudleetane had heard ye say that, she 
would have called ye a witch of a guesser. But I am come 
out to indulge in my own thoughts ; I aye think they rise 
higher when all sounds save those of the wind or the stream 


LOftD ROLDJUr. ' 113 

«re adeep. Te axe gaon liame and have a lnivde]i-»4et me 
CMTT it." 

The barden was tnnsferred to Morison. " But ye maa-. 
na take sneh kmg stepe," said Nanee^ '*gif ye want me to 
bsLod up wi' yoii—ye are own yaold for me. Ye'll want- 
now to ken what a witch's buiden is made of-^isten, and 
1 aaU teU thee> Fint, there's a cheese, a piece of cauld 
crud I doubt, which was gien me by the ffudeman of Gru- 
pemg^eg, to be-considerate wi' his beetiaT; there's a eude 
pint of honey-*-ntoe of Dominie Miliisfan's shilpit southern 
pints, whilk he teaches ye in the 8dK>ol, but a gracious 
Scotch pint-xgien me, too, by the kind opek hand of Jeanie 
Babson : then there's meal warm free the miU-ee ; barley 
as gude as ever was wat wi' water ; and a full half-stane of 
bee^ all frae the liberal hand of the gudewife of Netherholm. 
This is ane of my days of Ufting kane. The honey was a 
come-be-chance, and is owre aad aboon baigain." 

"Really, Nanse," said Morison, laughing,^' ye are quite a 
princess, and the people of Glengamock are your si^jects 
—what more could a queen have ?" 

<> Indeed, and that's true," she said. " But O, consider, 
lad ! it comes mair from fear than affection— but here's the 
sindiins of the roads ; gie me back my buiden, amd Uien for 
a parting word. Now, Morison, my bairn — ^I aye ca' ye my 
bairn — and if it was na for my evil repute, I wish ye were. 
In the first place, d'ye see yon moon 1 she has a tempest in 
her aooBs, wad will thraw it forth, and thai wi' vengeance : 
now look yonder, where th^e's three fair stars— aye ken 
what they are looking down on V 

"• They are right aiK>ire the Ladye Chapel,'^ aaid Morison ; 
<< and see, one of them has fallen— Jiow beautifully it shot, 
making all the hills and woods gleam !" 

'* Ye are right, it is owre the Ladye Chapel — ^now, Mori- 
eon, Lord of Roldan — ay, and higher than that, if ye guide 
yere natural genius right — think of the weird of your name 
— ^the spirit you wot of has yet to cross your path : ye will 
see her before your teens are out, else ye are na your fa- 
ther's son." She went on her way as she spoke, and Mori- 
son, glad to be released from her restraint, but marvelling 
at her words, hastened towards Fourmerkland. 

But, though Morison was swift of foot, the storm fairly 
ontraa him. The stars seemed suddenly blotted put ; the 
wind icame with an anery and then an angrier gust ; rain 
b^an to patter among the shrunken leaves, but, not satisfied 
with such a sprinkling, it rushed down from the clouds at 
onee, making the fields smoke and sparkle in the vehe- 
mence of its descent. 

Morison muttered, " I think it is written that ev,ery ob- 
etacle this land can oppose is to stand in the way of my 
tryste to-night. First, the lave of my mother; seconc^y, 
'' 10* 

114 LOBD SOLBAir. 

ike meeting with cannie Nanse, as they caB her; dud now 
this storm ; — but a wetting is no more to me than dew is to 
a flower." Of this dew he was lively to have abundance^ 
for the whole- hesnren was now as black as ink ; the finm^ 
ment of clouds resting on the line of hiUs beUied down into 
the Yidley, and seenied to swallow it up« The sea, how- 
ever^ was silent— or, rather, coidd not be heavd, f<Mr the rising 
foar of the moorhHid stream?. . 

To Morison the storm, thoufffa he acenied it pf an intent 
to impede his jommey, was wdcome rather than otherwise. 
A drenclnng was not to be resanled l^ one exposed as he 
had been to the free descent of the elements from his child' 
hood. A shepherd or ^a -hind after a soaking seems dry and 
comfortable compared to a citizen so exposed; the latter 
shrinks at the visitation, and looks like a drenched hen un- 
der a water-cart, while the other comes out of the shower 
unscathed, Hhe a duck from the stream. There were other 
reasons for his not taking the storm greatly to heart. 
** Well, blow your best and rain your worst," he said, *Mt 
will show Mattie Anderson that I am true to my word, and 
ready to brsre any tMnF for her sake. I like Mattie — she 
smiled on me when others frowned ; and though there is 
something like selfishness about her, her love for me can- 
not be so : she is an heiress, and what, alas t am II a poor 
landless, birthless being. She has noble feelings, skice her 
loTe can triumph oyer silch impediments." 

As he uttered these last words he started back, and gazed 
with horror in his looks, and well he might He had set 
his foot on the end of the Routan-bridge, so caHed from 
the continual din and roar of the water some seventy feet 
below, and was about to step forward, when the massive 
arch vanished from before him, and, plunging into the boil- 
ing chasm, threw up the flood and foam as high as the sur- 
rounding hills, and uttered a roar which was heard through 
a dozen glens. The sudden flooding of the brook— it was 
little better— 4iad shaken the masonry, ^for the bridge was 
new ; and of all the beautiful structure which seemed sus- 
pended by magic over the stream, nothing remained but 
a single ring of arch stones, surmounted by the parapet. 
Morison eyed it for a moment : then, springinff on the wall, 
ran nimbly along the line of stone, and reaching the end* 
sprang fuU fifteen feet forward, and alighting among the 
grass, turned round with s(Hnething of a shudder at the 
danger he had dared. His danger had been groater than he 
imagined ; the parapet, which trembled under his feet as he 
rushed across it, was now loosening and losing its bfld»ice : 
and Morison in after life was heard to declare, that he neyer 
felt real terror but at that bridge of dread, when he saw the 
very way over which he had ventured vanish like a wreath 
Of mist, and plunge into the foaming caldron below. 

tOftB mOL^AM* 115 

He pamed hot for a monent, and makiog his ww to 
FoiumeiUaad, entered the guden by the eopointed inte * 
groped his wav with diffiei]% to the houae, led by a faini 
line of light which iaraed from Mattie'a window. He took 
off his plaid, whieh, coiled round hia body ahepheid ftahioik 
had kept him dry to the knees, and arnuiging hia dnea 
with as much care as might be, where he had utter da^neaa 
for his glaaa, and a kaleyard for hia chambav, ha laid hia 
hand on the latch of the back door, and waa item to go in 
wh^ he saw a figure enter by the way which he had eone! 
to whose feet the path seemed iieuniliar. The dore knowa 
the hawk when but newly eacaped from the shell, with ita 
gorlin dawn upon it, and attadu it at once ; the hen knows 
the fox when Uind and but a week old, and rakea her 
wings and attacks with neb and spur. Morison could not at 
the moment name the person who now almost reached him, 
but he felt he was a foe — that uidefined fe^^ing— ^hat re- 
pukire sensation— which intimates an enemy, came upon 
him ; he turned round, and advanced upon the intruder at 

This unlooked-for adventurer, profaaUy imagining Monson 
to be one of the hinds of the house, retreated at first with 
the fieetness of a greyhound ; through kale-rowa and goose> 
berry-bushes he da^ed without hentation, and abutting the 
wicket behind him, escaped to the lawn, or rather field, and 
seemed disposed to retreat no farther. Morison, whose 
blood waa iq) — ^for he now perceived that his opponent waa 
young, and probaldy a rivals-leaped over the garden fence, 
and made at once to his adversary ; the latter fled again, 
and made for the wood, which, descending from the hills, 
skirted the valley, and, by its thick undergrowth of holly, af- 
forded protection to whatever creature courted it. Morison, 
whose celerity of foot was remariLable, came almost within 
touch of the other, when, turning a thick roan of bushes, 
there stood a horse, with a rough burly hind holding the 
bridle. As the fugitive mounted, Morison seized him by the 
foot, and heaved him headlong into the bushes of bramble 
and stubbed thorn on the other side ; he then bestowed a 
blow on the horse, which caused it to bolt forward, pros- 
trating the hind who held it, and who had hitherto stood 
gaping wide, but sajing nothing. 

Having accomphshed this feat, Morison hastened back, 
jentered the kaleyard, opened the back door, winch he found 
0Q. the latdbi, and witfi a foot which eveii the jealous ear of 
a mother could not detect, ascended to the room where 
Mattie awaited him. She had been listening for his com- 
ing^—she opened her chamber door, then stepped back, 
and even made a motion as if to shut it. He either did 
not perceive this, or took no notice of it, but, folding her in 
bis annsy imprinted one kiss at least on her lips, and whis- 



' p«rod, '* Heaven and earth seemed united to prerent me 

keeping tryste. Mattie, you look as if you did not expect 

- that I could have braved three miles of wild road on a wild 

. night— with witches to stay me, and broken biiggs to mar 

■ ine^-*4>ut here I am, and here is more than reward;" and he 
kissed her again. 

Mattie, if she had lost her composure by this sudden, and, 
as it appealed, unexpected apparition of her lover, regained 
it in a moment, and said, '* This is not Tuesday at e^en, 
Morison ; but no matter, ye aye Uked to be head of the class 
and foremost in the race ; there, ye see, I have not been 
forgetful ; the way is lang and the weather rough; sit down 
and warm ye at the fire, and cheer yersel with creature 
comforts." She pointed to a chair beside the small but 
glowing fire, and to a little table on which some hou8eh<^d 
delicacies were placed. 

Morison smiled and said, *' Some lovers miglit be tempted 
by the sweet things of your table, but I care only for your- 
self; so set these dainties aside; I did not come here to 
taste and S{)eak of your wine or of your honey — ^he that 
loves deeply and passionately has food enough." 

Mattie opened the window and looked out on the night ; 
" The wind and the rain have passed away," she said, " but 
there is thunder and fire coming — Morison, tliis is a fearful 

■ night to come trystin|r in ;V she closed the casement as she 
spoke, but Ustened as if she dreaded the coming of some one. 

*' No one can enter, love, for I know the use oi a bolt — 
and should your mother come — " 

'' O, I'll manage my mother," said Mattie, respiring as if 
a hundred weight had been lifted from her heart. 

They -sat looking on each other for a little space ; Mori- 
son spoke first. " Mattie," he said, with hesitation, " I know 
it is a custom with the young women of this and other val- 
lejTS to hold tryste with various lovers; sonle, that they 
mav have the pleasure of reckoning a dozen in their train ; 
and others, that they may weigh the worth of each, aad 
make a choice among them." 

** O, yes," repUed Mattie, with a smile, " there^s Bessie 
Howatson, she counts nae less than a score, and had them 
all round her supper-table at once. There's Tibbie Freysel 
has nineteen lads, and ane they ca' the chaser, who follows 
her wherever she goes. As for me, I matm maJce two or 
three dor~it*s no every ane that the heiress of Fourmerkland 
will draw up wi' !" and she gave her head a prideful toas, 
and looked on Morison as if not quite sure of the propriety 
of making him one of the elect. 

" So, then," said Morison, with a smile, *' I am afraid I 
have deprived you of one whom you wished to see-— thrust 
myself unwittingly upon an honour nat designed for m»-« 
two came to the door, but only one got in." 




LOSB ftOLDAK. 117 

Mattie liardly knew bow to take tbis, bot soon made vp 
her mind. ^ Weel, now, ye are mair than the deevil they 
call ye ; ye not only come on the night that ye shonldnay 
bat ye fley awa some poor admirer who came to make a 
survey of the house by moonlight, number the wii|dowat 
draw a circle round the place t£tt holds his treasure, and 
dream of what he conldna obtain. I find I maun make ye 
dree penance. Hout \ that^s nae penance, unless my lips 
were as hard as auld Nanse Halberson^s.*' 

^ I am afraid," said Morison, " that I have done a worse 
turn than scare away a penniless lorer; his saddle-horse 
and silver mountings, Mattie. such aa glitter in laiwes' een, 
betokened a wealthy wooer." 

*' Na, na," said Mattie, *' the lad ye allude to is na sae ea- 
sily scared ; and, bold as ye are, and accustomed to dom* 
iueer, and willing with baith tongue and hand, ye wadna be 
so rash as to venture a tousle wi^ bim ;" and she tossed her 
head, snuffed the air, and shifted on her seat, looseninff 
Morison's arm, which by this time encircled her waist, ana 
pushing him from her, looked on him at arm's length. 

^ Women only judge of matters as they wish them," said 
Morison, ^ and it's natural enough for you to thir k a lover a 
hero ; but let that pass — he that has got a fine horse and a 
servant, though he has two or three miles to ride, may bear 
a small disappoiirtment ; it would have been a more painM 
thing for me, Mattie, had I walked tiuree rough miles in 
vain. But I am on the right side of the door, and the lad 
of the blood-horse and silver bridle is on the wrong; so 
let me be thankful, and make the most of my tune, before 
Mattie Anderson recovers from her surprise of giving audi*, 
ence to the wrong ambassador of the little demon whom 
Dominie Milligan calls Dan Cupid." 

'* And what wad Roger say, an' he could speak V question* 
ed the damsel, in the words of Ramsay s *^ if ye feel as ve 
say, why be thankful; I did wrong in carrying away the 
warm supper, which I had so painfully prepared ; are ye the 
lover in the old songi 

*' * And nerer a biythe stymie wad he blink, 
Until his wame was foa.' " - 

" Why, then, Mattie, I would say that one real lover is 
worth hsdf a dozen coming and going ones, w li Tibbie 
Freysel's chaser to boot : — and more, that such indulgenceSt 
though innocmit enough, give a character of lishtness and 
laek of feeling to those who permit them ; and iurther still, 
that those only who love one can hope to be warmly loved 
in return." 

<' Weel spoken. Dominie Roldan," said Mattie; *' and it's 
just for that ae real true love that I am seeking ; I will pass 
the lads of the district, such as I think likely and weel conr 


havicet cow it came from—tat I can guess—the gfotmd is 
worth a bomiie yearly pennie. Let me see : — ^there's the 
forty-acre field, called the Fleucharpark ; the thirty-acre ditto, 
called Mitchelcrook ; the five-and-forty ditto, named Culber- 
tharris ; the Reedhowm, twenty acre gude — all arable land 
—bearing capital wheat, and lymg kindly to the sun. Then 
there's of pasturage as much as enables the laird to send 
two thousand lambs to Lockerby fair, and sell of butter, and 
cheese, and wool, and black cattle, more than my arithmetic 
can reach. If it's worth a bawbee, Howeboddom is worth 
sax hundred pound per annum after the harrows have 
cleared the teeth— no a penny less. Its a bonnie down- 

Morison, who regarded the praise of those he esteemed 
as a polite way of paying attention to himself, cordially 
concurred .in afi that Mattie said, but added that he had 
never heard one word about the annual worth of the laird* 
ship ; ns^, he did not even know the various ploiigh* worthy 
fields, with the names and measurements of which his com* 
panion seemed so well acquainted. " Morison," said Matiie« 
*< ye are owre meikle in the clouds — ^ye mauna aye be ballad* 
making ; it winna do— and if it does at all, it will be because 
ye may have the good fortune to get a wife who will render 
thought on your part less necessary. Will sangs as lanff as 
Robm Hood, think ye, stock the howes and knowes whiUc 
will come into your possession ! It wasna by repealing 
Chevy ChaoC, and blaas of Willie Wallace, or scenes out of 
that nefu'like book, the Gentle Shepherd, that my father 
stocked Founnerkland, and made his daughter an heiress.'^ 
. '^ Mattie,'' said Morison, " the thistle bears no roses, and 
ye cannot gather ^eans from the bramble ; I have grown up 
with no better adviser than my own beloved mother, whose 
sense of wrongs has imbittered her life, and thrown a shade 
over mine. I am therefore . stifi* and self-willed; bobks, 
both in prose and verse, have been for many a year almost 
my sole cc ipanions, and I have not yet found better-*-^t 
least, not till within this hour." 

*' There, now, ye are at yere compliments again l" ex* 
claimed l^-^ttie, with some impatience of manner ; "have i 
not told ye ..hat ye canna draw the black clout o'er my ee 
With yere fine sayings 1 I wadna gie half a dos^en read facts 
for a speech that wad gae round Glengamock. It seems 
nnaccountal -^e to me that ye ken nae mair about Howebod-. 
dom than ye do about the moon ; and less, I do believe — foi* 
I have seen ye glower at her for a full hour, as if she were 
fit for pasturage, and ye were portioning her into grass* 

" It seems strange to me, now^ Mattie, that you should 
demand this knowledge of Howeboddom at my hand ; but I 
can guess — ye have included the laird in your calculs^tionst 

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IBid wkh to weigh taim in the balance : he ii a lieh iiiaiv 
and litUe the worse of the wear.'' 

'' 'Deed, no, Morison," replied ahe ; ^'nol thai 1 diima 
think J&fflea Rabeon a worthy man, and companion meet 
for any man's daughter in the disthct ; but hia heait has na 
been at hame for these aughte^i years and mair. Thon- 
Bands have seen him as well as me ; he chmba tiie Whinnie- 
hill ilka Sunday afkemoon, be't anmmer or winter, and aits 
among the gowans ae time, and atands in the snaw anither, 
looking towarda the Elfin-glen. > 1 ance had the curiosity to 
steal to the hiU^top to see what I coidd see. 1 saw you 
first, Morison; there ye were, on the pinnacle of the rock 
whilk overlooks the Elfin-cavern, for ye aye liked to be on 
the ti^ o' a' things; and there was yere mother amang the 
honeysiM^es of the entrance, motioning you down from the 
diazy height. I soon found what James Rabson^waa look- 
ing for." A truth, never present to Morison'a mind before, 
was stamped <m it now ; m a moment'a apace he had col- 
lected a score of circumstances, and connected them an 
with the affection fow his mother which the words of fifattis 
Anderson had intimated. 

*' I feel and see," said Mattie, ^' that ye are of the same 
opinion with the whole country-side ; and that accounts for 
his uncommon wariL about you, MorisoUi and his resolnUon 
to make yon laird of Howeboddom." 

^'Make me laird of Howeboddom!" exclaimed Morison, 
with great and nndissembled astonishment; '^ Mattie — ^Mat- 
tie, I entreat you not to make my feelings your sport in this 
manner— you are a strange gnrl ; but, if ye love me, let me 
* hear no more of this." 

'' Hear no more of this an I lore you ! And wherefore 

^* Because," said Morison, ^ such a thing has never eren 
been dreamed of: ye waned me against dreaming, Mattie; 
take the counsel to yourself." 

'*I can read the ^am in a moment," said the maiden* 
^ If I am dreaming, I am no deaf : did not James Rabson, 
afore a score of folk, last Ha^owmaas-eve, declare you heir 
of Howeboddom % I hare reason gude for remembering it, 
for something was said by my mither or myself in your 
dispraise, when James crested up, and tauld us plainly that 
the latid of Howeboddom— and ye ahould be that-^was a 
match and mair for the heiress of FourmerUand ony year, 
from Beltane to Beltane ; and so it is— «nd because it is—" 
"And because it is," he exclaimed, " the bastard boy of 
Mary Morison, who was so lately scorned and mocked, is 
admitted to woo the young heiress of Fourm«rkland! is that 
your meaning, Mattie 1" 

" Indeed, lad," said the maiden, with great composure, 
" ye maun consider that Morison Roldan, basebom thougb 
F 11 


he be, has the bitierneM of his descent boimily sweetenedt 
and made fit for ony lips to swallow, when he comes as the 
youn'^ laird of Howeboddom. What wad the warld hae 
said o' me, think ye, if I had allowed myself to fa' in loye 
with ane that had naught but twa goose feathers and a 
whittle, as the daft sang says t they wad have tossed their 
noses, and said, the heiress of Fourmerkland had made a 
bonnie hand of herself: wha wad have thouffht it \^ 

^* I see it (dl, now," said Morison ; '' you have accounted 
well for the sudden sunshine of your o^ looks, and for the 
encouraging nods and winks of your father and your moth- 
er. Mattie, you have known me long, will you believe what 
I say V 

" I have known rou," said Mattie, " sipce you were ten 
years old ; all the lass-weans at the school kenned ye as 
-weel as me; mony a time I have heard them cry, *It's as 
true as if Morison Roldan himself said it.'" 

"• Well, then," said Morison, ^ as sure as that flash which 
now passed the window belongs to heaven, so sure wiU I 
not be laird of Howeboddom, even were it pressed upon me. 
I have not another word to say on the subject ;*-aiid now, 
I suppose, I may go home V* • 

The heiress seemed to shrink in Morison's arms — ^itwas a 
minute or two before she spoke. ** Ifs no," said she, '^ that 
I object to your independent feeling : independence is a 
bonnie word ; but what I dislike is the folly of castins yere 
fortune away ; that is the queerest, oddest, daftest thing f 
ever heard of ye ; and ye ken yere ways are not those of 
wisdom. If a casket of minted gowd were to drap at ^rere 
foot frae the moon, Mr. Independence would give it a kick, 
and cry on Consideration to come and pick it up !" She 
withdrew half an armful of her hair from his shoulders, and 
began to twine and twist it around her fingers, coiling it up, 
and then letting it loose again ; she wist not well what to 
say or do. 

Morison came to her aid. '* That the laird of Howebodr 
dom," he said, *' and his sister Jeaoie should be so unkkid 
to their own kindred as to give their possessions to a stran- 
ger, I can believe, for their hearts run befose their heads^ 
and they have long loved me with a rising affection; bat 
because they are weak, am I to be wicked 1 There are JGam- 
ilies in the vale who inherit their blood ; to such should their 
lands be left, and not to one who will as surely refuse tfaea 
as he now withdraws his arm from the waist of Matde 

What answer Mattie would have made to this maty be 
guessed. The door burst open, and her mother entered the 
room, exclaiming, *' Have 1 held out my hand to a dreameor 
and a fool ! If ye winna allow yersel to be the heir of 
Howeboddom, what has brought ye to the honest, sponsible 

LORD RdLBAir. 128 

' house of FMifflieitland t-~Swith awa vrV !--take the load^ 
the rain will cool ye ; a lad whoae head^a aae het aa to acorn 
his fortune, stands in need of the interposition of hearen is 
the shape of rain ; make yersel scarce, I say — Mary Mori* 
son's bastard boy shall nerer be allowed to ^rken our 
doors again.'* 

'^O, mither!" said Mattie, ** who could have thought that 
so bright a beginning wonld have had sae black a hinder- 
end ! I aye said there was something wrang about him, but 
irha wad hae jaloused he would hae gane sae far wrang as 
this ? and this is no the warst onH ; I douot I have offended 
young laird Skimming of the Bogrie ; he was to have come 
and seen me on his new blood-horse, with silver bits in the 
bridle, nae less, and, instead of him, wha should slip in but 
Morison there !" 

- '•Ay, that's warst of a», Mattie ; but ye did for the best, 
ye did for the best," said Pennie. 

Morison looked on Mattie, then on her mother : he conldf 
scarce for^ar laughing outright at the ludicrous distress vis- 
ible in both their faces. ^ And what's more," he said, fol- 
lowing up the train of lamentation, '*! doubt that the young 
laiid has suffered what he will like worse than a wetting or 
a disappointment in love : he will for a while curse my 
bands and the scroggie thorns of the Fourmerkland ; only 
teU him not to say any thing uncivil of me, lest, when we 
forgather next, we shouldna part sae easy." 
** Away wi' ye ! I say," exclaimed the mother, 
•^l^e door stands open," said the daughter. 
' ** And I tell ye, young man," said the father, roused, and 
Joining them, '• sic a shame has na been offered to mv house 
since the tapmost stane was laid. I have heard it a'— >ye're 
a born fool ! a born fool ! — ^To come on the wrang side of 
the blanket's naught ; but to kick away fortune like a blin- 
man's ba*, and, having done sae, to presume to talk of love 
to my wean, my dutifu' wean — ^my example of a wean. 
Bat the door stands open — ^that was weel said, Mattie An- 
derson — ye ken the way hame— make yersel scarce." 

•' ITliere ye stand, three of ye, whom the world cannot 
match for selfishness," said Morison: "there ye stand. 
Pounds, Shilling, and Pence ; personifications of Uie rule of 
three and barter. Ye cannot conceive how low and how 
mean I. think you ; with what pity I look down upon you ;-^ 
but farewell — Morison, the bastard boy, will live to show you 
that he was honouring you by this visit." He took a step or 
two towaurds the door, then looking back, said with a smile 
— *-'*! have not refused to be laiM of Howeboddom yet, 
Mattie— James Rabson has a prevailing way with him ; — 
and Jeanie, my ain Jeanie, is also persuasive ; I have nae 
wish to break their hearts, and say nay to six hundred a 



]}84 LOU ftOLBAV. 

He.yftnished as he said this, and Pennie Hudleatane ex^ 
claimed, '^That's a qneer lad, and I doiibt he's a deep 
we have been owre nasty, it^s like !*' 


** Here wealth stiir swells the golden tide, 
As lia^y Tnde his labour plies." 


Thc storm had ceased, the lightnings were withdra\vn, and 
the streams, suddenly aroused and as suddenly, appeased, 
had subsided and offered no obstruction to Morison as he hast- 
ened from the Fourmerkland to the Elfin-glen. As he re- 
called the -events of the night, he could not help remarkiiig 
the obstacles which chance had thrown in the way of his 
late journey, nor do we mean to say that he was free from 
a superstitious feeling as he mused on them. But what 
touched him most was the scorn heaped on him ^y father, 
mother, and daughter. The baseness of his birth was a ser- 
pent by wMcb, he began now to perceive more strongly, he 
should in future be stuoff ; nor did he see any escape from 
a reproach which, though eiqpressed only bv the vulgar, in* 
fluenced the learned and the high-minded. A thousand 
times, as he revolved all reasonable schemes of ambition, did 
he wish he had belonged to those stirring times when brave 
deeds wiped out all stain of birth, and when it was thought 
no dishonour to be called bastard. He was now growmg 
strong and active ; he was without fear ; hia presence of 
mind was fit for eveiy emerjg^ency ; and he felt that inde-> 
scribable swelling[ of soul which is only known to minds cre- 
ated for great achieyements of mind or body. He lav down, 
scarcely fatiffued for all he had undergone, and fell asleep 
and dreamed of battle-fields, victory spreading her wings 
over him, and of honours earned by oravery and by genius. 

He lay far into the morning, and when he awoke he fou^d 
the sunlight on his face and his mother's voice in his ear. 
** Morison, for shame ! the blessed suii himself reproaches 
ye-H9lug^ardI will ye lie all day? Have ye forgotten 
that a voice has gone through the vale, signifying that a 
ffreat preacher — ^a holv one— has come into the land, and 
that to-day, at noon, he will speak to the people on the 
wrath to come ! I put small faith in freets ; but who wUI 
teU me that the thunder, and the fire, and the rain were yes- 
treen for naught! and hasna that douce, but something 
cracked man, Sandie Peden, as gude as prophesied that the 

' LOftH ROLDAfr; • 129 

Vrencli, wi' their swords and spean, wffl sUud afore lan^ 
as thick in Galloway as stiibUe in a new-shoin field V»-Upi 
therefore, my man, and see that ye bring away something 
mair nor the text." 

Morison now remembered that a sennon upon ^^ The com- 
ing Wo*^ — such were the words — had been promised, and 
rose, wondering what sort of sermon it might be. 

On his way to the entrance of the Elfin-^n, he perceived 
at a distance, close by an old fortalice that commanded the 
path, a crowd of people collected and more gathering. The 
first person that greeted him was Nickie Neevison. ^^ Ye*re 
a fine lad ! I have a crow to pouk wi' yon ; you a scholar 
and a student to be, and fit to hae yere mouth opened^ to 
allow a wandering parson to come to yere door-stane and 
take the word of God out of your mootb, and the bread frae 
at ween yere teeth." 

The greeting of John MiUisan wasof another sort. " Ye 
are well come, Morison Roldan ; this day ye wUl see the 
corn-fan applied to the chaff; this day wii] ye hear the 
thunder, and see the live lightnings of the Word. Ye have 
sometimes thought that ^my Saturdav*s prayers on the ska- 
httg of the school had unction in them — ^he with the true 
unction is here at last. O Morison, terrible times, terrible 
times are coming, of which my friend sees the shadow ! fiut 
here he comes — ^ye will hear more anon.*^ 

The person thus announced was the preacher, to hear 
whose sennon on " The coming Wo" the people were as- 
' sembled. He was a tall man, with a fine — ^nay , a noble, but 
wild character of face ; his hair 'was long and matted ; he 
wore a long dark.cloak, carried his hat and his Bible in his 
Iwnd, and bowed right and left, saying, " Bless ye, bless ye," 
as he took his station on a fragment of the tower round 
which his hearers were crowding. While Morison was en-* 
deavouring to recollect his face, the preacher held out his 
hands east and west, and north and south, and exclaimed : 
*'AU ye that are worldly, and selfish, and griping — with 
souls fit for a gimlet-bore — ^who are hard of heart, seared of 
conscience, and who love not Scotland as the fragrant 
breast of your mother — begone! depart! — ye are of the 
nether millstone breed, and I may as well stick my staff in 
the ground and water it, with the hope of its producing gar- 
lands, as preach of * The coming Wo' to you." 

"Preserve me!" said Niokie Neevison, "what a Saint 
John in the wOdemess sort of look! — ^his sermon will be a 
thistly ane." 

When'the audience became composed, the preacher inti- 
mated his text in the words of Ezekiel. " Now, as I beheld 
the living creatures, behold, one wheel upon the earth by 
the living creatures, with his four faces. The appearance 
Of the^nieels and thw work was like uoto the colour of a 


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beryl: and ihey four had one likeness: and their araeanuiee 
and their work was as it were a wheel in the middle of a 
wheel. As for their rings, they were so high that they were 
dreadful ; and their rings' were full of eyes round ahout them 
four. And when the living creatures went, the wheels went 
by them ; for the spirit of the living creatures was in the 
wheels." He read tl*Bse woBds twice with an audible voice, 
and then exclaimed, *' Who can explain this dread vision ? 
Who can expound the terrible mystery of the wheel within 
a wheel, endowed with eyes and with living life ? Can you, 
shepherds of the hills, who tend flocks and eat food with ^ 
tarr^ finger 1 Can you, husbandmen of the vale, who sow 
and reap, and are given to slumbering in the kirk \ Can 
you, children of the sea, who dwell on troubled waters, and 
are neither in .heaven nor in earth, but in a continual state 
of fear and tribulation ? You are all dumb : and why are 
you dumb 1 — yea, because you are blind. And why are you 
bund ? because ye love the delights of life, and would not 
quit the^fleshpots of Egypt for a day, to be indulged with a 
view of paradise, with angels laying their white bosoms over 
their harps.*' 

"I wish he would come to the * Wo of the Wheels,' " 
said Adam Wilson the miller; "I jalouse he \yants a cog^ 
and that his gudgeons are wranff." 

** Now," continued the preacher, '' I see you stretch out 
the neck, and look east and west, and north and south, to 
see from whence *the coming wo' can come. But the 
coming wo is unlike other woes. The spear has come* 
against you, and so has the ball ; you have nad the fires of 
the Romish church kindled around you ; yea, the Lutheran 
church put your thumbs in screws of steel, and wrenched 
your jomts asunder ; the winds of heaven wafted the fleets 
of your enemies against ;)rott ; sore famine came upon you, 
and civil war was here with all its horrors. Yet all these 
were but passing evils — ^the coming wo is a permanent 
one, and vnll waste you more than the famine, destroy you 
more than the sword, pinch you worse than the steel boot 
and thumb-screw, and be more terrible than the fires of the 
Romish church." 

^ It maun be the moor-ill amang our ewes," muttered a 
shepherd ; " I have aye dreaded something would happen 
since they crossed the Cheviot with the Spanish." 

"I have nae doubt," whispered a gaidener, "that *the 
coming wo' is a new kind of locust of the caterpillar breed 
— ^there wmna be a green leaf left in the land." 

" 111 go to sea in an old wife's shoe," said a sailor, " if he 
don't mean the white worm and the dry rot in timber,-?- 
farewell to the wet sheet, the full sea, and the piping wind.** 

" Since we cannot see ' the coming wo,' " continued the 
preacher, " through tto d»U dim eyw^ of the people of this 

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temd, lA tB look tti it by the pure li^t of tcriptore. Tho 
Tision which appeared unto the prophet was of a wheel 
within a wheel, and every one had four faces ; Uie first face 
was the face of a cherub, aod the second face was the fiice 
of a man, and the third the face of a lion, and the fourth the 
feoe of an eagle. Now what followed this dread Tision t 
There followed wo, wo to Israel — ^the sword was upon 
them, and the chariot and the hand of the armed man, and 
nothing but a remnant of the people was spared. All this is 
typical — it is a scriptural shadowing forth of things to happen 
In these our latter days. The wheel within a wheel, mv 
peof^e, is that wondrous inrention called machinery ; woodL 
and iron, and brass, are performing ihe work of flesh ana 
blood ; and we behold linen woven, broadcloth loade, and 
cotton manufactured, with a rapidity which men call ma- 
gical, but I call demoniacal. Look upo]> that marvellous 
engine, my people : is there not wheel within wheel ? does 
it not seem moved as with a living spirit ? yea, doth not that 
hot and ctevilish power, called steam, keep it in perpetual 
motion, and enable it to perform its prodigies'? I say, then, 
my friends, that the vision of the wheel within a wheel, seen 
by the river of Chebar, was plainly typical of machinery 
moved -by steam.*' 

^' Na, but the like of that now," said a peasant ; '* this is 

the man for wringing a clear meaning out of a dubious text.^ 

^ There's the true root of the matter in him," said Johnnie 

Spolepin, the weaver ; " 1 have na had half the work frae 

Paisley since * the coming wo' of machinery came." 

*' I^ dubioas that he is na rightly grounded in scripture," 
muttered a man from a neighbouring borough; "cotton's 
dirt cheap, and linen may be had for an auld sang since spin- 
ning-jennies were invented and machinery came in." 

" Now, my people, the four faces are typical of the char- 
acter of ^ the coming wo' to man. The first face was the 
face of a cherub. Mark that ! Invention has come with 
smiles and sweetness, and with an aspect of heaven, to per- 
suade UB to adopt it — to put the helve to the hatch -Jt that is 
to cnt down the whole forest. The second face was the 
face of a man. Mark that also. This was to persuade us 
that the wheel within a wheel—* the coming wo,' was for 
the use and advantage of man : that it would lighten his 
toil ; enable him to wipe his brow, and rest him ; and that 
it was a most humane thing, and would make man as a god 
on earth. The third face — and now comes the wo ! — the 
third face was the face of a lion. What— the gentle cherub, 
and man, the noUe and the good, are becoming a raveninji^ 
lion, whose teeth and claws rend and devour ! This inti- 
mates that to all but him to whom the machine belongs, it 
will he as a ravening lion ; devourins their substance, and 
annking thek blood. And the fourth was the face of an 

21^8 LORB roldak; 

eagle. 0, my brethren, this comes home ! This is so ] 
that a child may miderstand it. It is typical of two things : 
first, that machmery will, as with an eagle's wftig, fly to the 
uttermost ends of the earth ; and secondly, that, as with an 
eaglets b^ak and claw, it will seize and rend all. lower 
things : and thus will machinery — * the coming wo'-*be 
king of the earth." 

'* His presence be. about us !" ssdd a farmer. ** If ma* 
chinery will plough and sow, and send spring and summer — 
O for a new nineteen years' lease of Knockhoolie I" 

" Now, my people," said the preacher, " first we instancey 
then apply. Mine are no Tain or visionary fears. In tiie 
first place, the prophet hath told us, that what followed were 
lamentations^ and weeping, and mourning ; and, in the seco 
ond place, I will interpret and explain the * coming wo,' and 
show you the evils wmch will lesult from an invention more 
destructive to man than that of gunpowder. Certain men 
have seized on the whole earth as their inheritance, and 
certain men h^ve posses^d themselves of all the gold and 
silver thereof. To the former belongs agriculture ; to the' 
latter, machinery. Now, the former are compelled to em- 
ploy men to plough, and sow, and reap ; nor can they have 
more than one drop in the yes^r, for such is the- will of God. 
'The latter have got machines made with such skill and cun- 
ning, that they can card, and spin, and weave, and -Ueacb, 
with little help from man; they put on the steam, and set 
the wheel within a wheel agoing, and coin gold and silver as 
in a mint. Behold, therefore, my people, the wo and the 
desolation about to come upon you. All ye who live Ir^ 
skill, and are cunning in the arts of spinning and weaving; 
and in the manufacture of tools of brass and iron, put on 
sackcloth and strew ashes on your heads. The time wiH 
come when a fourth of the people of this land will want 
bread because of * the coming wo' — ^for machinery woiks 
but for the rich. Therefore I say that he who invemed 
spinning and weaving machines should be stcmed ; and he 
who invented steam-engines should be hanged by the neck 
till he be dead, nor should the Lord show mercy to his 
soul !" 

" May the devil bum yours, you canting rascal !" exclaim- 
ed a man, indiffnantly, making his way through the crowd 
up to the preacher ; "may the devil bum yours, you canting 
rascal ! Will you attempt to preach down innocent usefm 
machinery, when there are so many sins and enormities in 
the land to turn your sermons against ? You have takjsn 
up the vulgar hue and ery against a humane and benoroleat 
invention ; your narrow sotu will not permit you to compre- 
hend the breadth and splendour of what you exclaim 
jigainst ; you shut your eyes to the millionfr— yea, millions 
which the inyention will thrust into the pockets of the goar- 

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emmeBt, tnd tlierebjr eaable them u> wage wan and con- 
quer countries, and so extend the reign of knowledge, sci- 
ence, and philosophy over the habitable ^obe.^ 

"Thou art but a rude person," said the preacher, "to 
thmst thyself into this matter ; thou and I can never agree. 
Thou art one who estimates human happiness by4he money 
which goes into the government's pocket: I estimate it 
by ihe condition, the social condition of the people ; by the 
numbers of well-fed, well-clad, and well-instructed men, 
and women, and children. I tell thee this machinery, which 
thoncallest humane, is an aristocrat and a tyrant ; it throws, 
and will throw, thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds 
of thoBsands, out of employment; Init because there are 
move yards of calico made,, and more money put into the 
pocket, thou wilt not inquire what hands made them, nor 
mto how many pockets the money went. I tell thee that, if 
the men o( this generation saw with my eyes, and felt the 
wheel within a wheel, as I do, they would arise in one in- 
digjaant mass, and crush jour macbineiy with stones, and 
consome your mills with fire. I have said my say : — ^in an- 
other district shall I explain to man * the coming wo,* and 
hit op my vmce, as I have done here, for the benefit of be« 
nighted mankind* Farewell." 

''Not so ilBst, not quite so fast, my friend," said the per« 
sum -wlio had interrupted him — a stout, bandy, bow-legged 
man, with a face strewn with small pearls on a purple 
gsomid, and an eye whose fire still prevailed against the 
amrounding fax in which it was set, like a small wick burning 
ia a cupfid of grease. ^* Not so fast, my friend," said Hugh 
HisddleSy Esquire, a stranger who had purchased a small 
farm, througn which the Elfin-bum ran after freeing itself 
finom Mary Morisen's glen, and on the side of which the old 
tower rose, among the ruins of which the preacher had de^ 
Ihrered the sermon on .the coming wo. " Not so fast ; jrou 
kasB uttered punishable words, and I accuse you of stirrinff 
vp the people to crush my machineiy, and bum my miu 
imh fire ;" so saying, he stretched out his hand to seize 

''Lo! man," said he, "where is thy machinery, and 
wrfaere n thy mill 1 they are but in thy imagination ; there 
m not a mm in all this land save that of Adam Wilson, 
widch grindeth oats and bailey-^ preached against 'the 
coming wo.' " 

A. loud lau^ trqm all the people aronnd disconcerted 
Hngh Heddles, Esquire, and one of the hearers — it was 
James Rabson of Howeboddom, said, " The man against 
whom your hand is hfted is one distraught — a scholar, 
whom too much learning hath made mad— therefore harm 
him not — ^I will answer u>r his jippearance in any court in 

.130 LOUD HOLDAK. . 

" He may be mad," s^id Hugh Heddles, *^ but he speaks 
damned conerently.and sarcastically; but, as I haye not 
built my miU, it cannot be in danger of fire— -so let him go.** 

" Let him so !" exclaimed Nickie Neeyison, with great 
contempt; *' aye think ye could ha'e hadden him? My cer- 
tie, man, he woidd haye been as the lion, and I as the eagle 
in the yision, upon ye ; he wad haye taen his teeth and I 
my claws ; we neyer allow preachers of God's word to be 
haurled away like malefactors. But Fm sa3ring yere no 
gaun to make a kiik and a mill on this bonnie bumside, to 
set up yere wheel within a wheel in? My conscience ! the 
bonme stream itself would na consent to sic profanation.'' 

*' I shall make the experiment, howeyer, and that soon,** 
said the new proprietor, and away he walked. The meetm|r, 
late so stormy, oecame quiet, and the people sought their 
homes, discussing, as they went, the merits of the sermon 
on " The coming Wo." 

When Morison returned to the Elfin-cottage he was ac- 
companied by Jeanie Rabson — ^the laird had looked wistfUl*^ 
ly up the glen, but shook his head and went home. *' Weel, 
my bairn," said Mary, '* ye see what a servant of the Most 
High can do ; he moyed some of the stocks and stones of 
this valley that never moved before. O, m^ man, his min- 
istiy is the highest of aU ministry. But sit down, Jeaaie 
Rabson, and teu me what the sermon was about, and when 
the text lay." 

When this was enlained, she held up her hands and 
said, '^ Ah, a grand subject ! a wheel within a wheel! i re« 
member ance douce Mr. Macknight, whom scoflfefs ca^ 
Sleepy Samuel, tried his hand on it in Glengamook kiric, 
and we lost him amang the machinery." 

*' O but," said Morison, with a smile, ^'onr preacher to* 
day neither lost himself among the wheels nor encouraged 
sleep. Except that the text had no connexion whatever 
with the present inventions in machinery, he was singularly 
clear, vigorous, and pointed. Yet the man was nrad." ^ 

^O, Morison, my bairn," said Mair, "ye are but a babe 
yet in the matter of gospel symbols; tne less visible Uw 
connexion, the more beautifttl and to be admired is the ap- 
plication. O, my bairn, read that glorious work, M'Ewen 
on ' The Types,' and see how that precious youth draws the 
sweet milk of Christian consolation from the yell and barreii 
thinffs of antiquity." 

"I havey repUed Morison, *<and I consider him as much 
too ingemous; but yet the preacher to-day, mad or wise^ 
has opened my eyes on a wide field of speculation— the bet* 
ter text would have been, ' Man hath fotmd out many inven* 

The voice of one singing, or rather chanting, was no# 
heard. Jeanie Rabson exclaimed, " Here's Nickie Neeviaoa 


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MiAag in ane Q^ her grand t if l ivieo aa d wha*8 ihia wi* her t 
WBBowme Milligaii; let me take a peep in the glass, for 
my head's a fright — and wha's this wi' him again? On, it's 
tbe new laird— Mm they ca' esquire — pest on his name, IH 
feiget my ain soonr— on, Hugh HediUes, him that bought 
La^ane stream and tower at the grand roup at EdinbUigh, 
and called it Heddle HalL" 

' In came the three, Nickie Neevlson foremost, "irith many 
a beck and binge. '^ Now^ Mary, woman,*^ she said, *'and 
yoo, Jeanie Rabson, ye kenna wha I have brought to see 
jou ? this is John Miuiffan, after whom the bairns cry dom- 
mie, aad whase look whan he gangs to bed and rises in the 
noming is directed to that pleasant place called Howebod- 
dom. And this is Hughie Heddle8| the second son of auld 
Heddlesi the sacken-<weayer of Duncow, whom folk called 
Thmms; and he calls himself malefacturer — a braw name. ^ 
But he haa been baptized this morning in the Elfin-bum bjr 
ibe name of ^The cominff Wo,' and so The coming Wo 
shall be his name now ana for evermore.'' 

The dominie sundry times held up his hand, sa^nng, 
'^ Peace, woman, peace !" but the stream of Nickie's con- 
vene was as obstinate as a moorland bum in a thunder* 
phnnp; aU last he took advantage of a pause in her harangue 
and said, ^Mary, whose name is Morison, this genUeman, 
whose baptismal name is Hugh, his surname H^les — ^not 
malefacturer, as Nickie erringly, and, I suspect, sneenngly 
8ay8r-4s come to make a proposal wMch wiU, peradventure, 
be for your worldly advantage : he will explain his meaning 

'< Yes, madam," said Hugh Heddles, Esq., of Heddle Hall; 
^ I am come, as this good man justly says, to propose some- 
thing which will be much for your worldly advantage. I 
am Meddles, d the great firm of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, 
Waft, and Company, now proprietor of that portion of the 
soil called Laignane, through which runs a stream of great 
value and ca|nbili^." 

** I can answer for its value," said Nickie ; ^ it's just half 
alive wi' bonnie bora trouts ; and as for its c^ability, did ye 
ever see it when the windows of heaven were opened t Cfa- 
pable ! my eertie ! it's capable of ony thing ; if ve dinna build 
Heddle Hall as steeve as a tower, the bum will make a kiric 
aad amillon't!" 

'* Madam," continued Heddles, "I shall make this country 
into a perfect mint; spade guineas will be as plentiful as 
gowans in May; the weans will, instead of rowanberry 
beads, wear oriental pearls ; your gowns shall be of silk ; 
and for carts, ye shall all have chariots ; for porridge, plum- 
podding ; and oeef shall abound more than potatoes. Worn 
an, now a domestic slave, instead of spinmnff, and knitting, 
and planting potatoes, and drudging even and mom, will sit 



132 LOEB rolban; 

on her c^ipets, and have spiced meats, and perfttmed iii]% 
and musical instruments to play of their own accord. And 
yet all this cannot foe achieved without I have the pen^is*' 
sion whicli I come to request," 

** God guide us ! Mary, woman, grant it," said Jeanie Rab- 
son ; *^ it will make this little vale a paradise, and we wha 
dwell in it will be Uttle lower than the angels.^' 

"0 grant it, Mary," said Nickie Neevison; "it will do us 
a* gude ; I wad like to sit among artificial lilies, and hae the 
floor laid with crown-pieces on edge — ^but help us, too, an' 
we are all ladies, where will we get servants frae ?" 

" Your servants will be machinery," said Morison ; " i, 
woman of timber and iron will spin your seventeen hun* 
dred Unen ; a machine will help you on with your mantle ; 
a dish, of its own accord, will offer broth ; ye will be fed by 
a steam-engine ; and, instead of yoking horses to ride to 
market, turn but a cock, and yoii aistance the eagle." 

** This youth," said HeddleiS, " has a very 'pretty notion 
of the thing. Know, then, that on the western bank of V^ 
stream the firm of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Com- 
pany, will erect spinning and weaving mills, moved by that 
useful servant, water ; and, where water fails, by that power- 
ful auxiliary, fire. Man and woman will be required to do 
naught but sit, look, and admire the fertile genius which 
created a power fit to work more than Mieha^ Scott and att 
his devils, and dhidge and sweat to more purpose than ten 
thousand brownies." 

" There's the wheel within a wheel which poor dersa]iged 
Willie of Starryheugh expounded," said. Nickie Neevison* 
" Ke saw naught but evil in the invention ; hd had not the 
sense to observe that this son of Anak, called a maobine, 
would work for us poor bodies. He thought. Heaven re*- 
store him! that it would toil only for the rich; but what 
could ye expect of a man avowedly daft 1 But gang on, sir : 
this story* is delightful and wonderful." 
. " It will work for all in a philosophical sense," said Hed- 
dles. " Now, madam, you must aid in this good work — ^you 
must really become a benefactress to your country. I shall 
explain myself." 

" Mary,'^ whispered Nickie, " he wants ye to be lady <wf 
Heddle Hall — ^but, bless me ! wherefore so white 1 I meant 
* nae offence ; besides, many a ane would loup at him, will' 
difu' bodie though he be." 

Heddles coughed and continued : " This flen seems mad^ 
on purpose : the stream is never dry, and the sides and botr 
tom are of rock ; so it is quite a natural trough or reservoir* 
Now, my good madam, we wish for your permission to put 
a dam across the mouth of the glen, just a stone throw 
above the house, so that we may have a conunand of the 
descent ; we have had it surveyed and valued, and I am an- 

i I 


thonzed to ofTer jou seven pounds twelve shillings and 
ninepeisce halfpenny per annum— quite a little fortune to 
one in your condition ; and, as I knew you would not refuse 
it, I had the lease drawn out, and here it is, ready for you 
to sign.'' 

" Take it, Mary," said Nickie Neevison ; " what sairs sic 
a wilderness of a place t Take it, woman ; the dam will 
drown the howlets, and drive out the hawks, and hinder the 
hawthorns frae sprouting ; and, aboon a', choke up^the Elfin- 
cavern, whilk was but a rendezvous for gangrel bodies and 
wicked elves ; ye maun let me get a plant of the lang soop- 
^ ipg honeysuckle with the golden horn^, that hings its gar- 
^ lands at the entrance ; there's na sic a flower in a' Glengar- 

^' Take it, Mary," said Jeanie Kabson ; *' the siller will do 
ye mair good than a' the howlets that ever flew, the honey- 
• suckles that ever grew — than a' the flowers that ever sprang, 

or a' the birds that ever sang." 
'* And take it," said the dominie, '* were it but to shut 
I out the elfs and imps of darkness from a howf in the land; 

^ for of a surety the Elfln-cavem — " 

^ . " 111 see aU the mills that ever were built on fire, and all 

the machinery that was ever made burnt, before the Elfin- 
glen shall be made into a mill-dam !" exclaimed Morison. 
** Many an hour have I pulled wild flowers in the Unn, and 
many an hour have I sat on my mother*s knee, while she 
was weeping in the Elfin-cave — ^I'U — " 

" dinna use anither rash word, my son," said his moth- 
er, with a brightening face ; "the old glen is endeared to us 
baith by mbny recollections. It mayna be."^ 

" Ye kenna what ye are refusing, Mary," said Nickie 
Neevison. " Did ye no hear that Hugh Heddles's braw 
I machines will work for our gude — that they are to toil to 

put money into our pockets T" 

** In a philosophic sense, and according to the principles 
of national economy," said Hugh. " The money will not, 
indeed, come into your pockets at the first ; but. In obedience 
to the true principles of commerce, it will come to you, even 
as the com has to be committed to the ground before it can 
spring up in the ear and come to the sack." 

" Hout, tout," said Nickie Neevison, " that will never do. 
Wad it no be wiser, think ye, to let it come into the pouch- 
es of the poor first? It could then, in a philosophic sense, 
and in obedience to the true principles of commerce, take 
its own time in finding but the pockets of the rich. Un- 

real fill-belly and cleed-back advantage of the land, the thing 

184 LORD TLOU>XiXi , . 

shall only happen wlien the maiden can loop owre thd 

" There^s nae use for a* this claver," said Jeanie Rabson j 
"w© winna part wi' the glen, and that's enough. And, now 
that I think onH, my brother James wad rather gie twicii 
the money than see the bonnie trout loups and the Fairy- 
cave fiUea up wi' water to move wabster's shuttles." 

" Weel, weel," said Nickie, " I have said my say — ^I's^ 
only add that, in the first place, ye may as weel bridle a 
whirlwind as dam in the Elfin-bum ; it will call pn all itd 
moorland-streams, and seek 'aid from the clouds, and down 
it will come on your braw embankment like a spate on it 
snaw-wreath ; and, secondly, it's said in the auld prophecy 
that naught that's made of stane and lime shall stand on the 
bank of the ESlfin-^bum except for the glory of God and the 
honour of the house of Roldan. Ye may build a kirk, Hugh 
Heddles, and ^he Roldans may build a castle ; but nae meaa- 
fer thing can stand — I mind the words weel." 

Hugh Heddles rose in something like wrath. " I am head 
of the firm," said he, " Of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, 
and Company, and I am neither to be preached nor prophe- 
sied out of my resolution : the mills shall be built, the ma- 
chinery revolve, and the land be enriched, in apite of mad- 
men's sermons and madwomen's says." 

Loiid laiighed Nicki^e as Heddles withdrew. " It win 
ffang hard wi' me an I havena some fun wi' this widdifu* 
knurle of d bddie, before he rears his mills and hings hia( 
machinery. If I could but persuade the burn to get up sic 
a spate as it did when Morison there was bom,I could man- 
age the rest." 

The snows of winter fell and then melted, and the wiud^ 
of spring blew, and, with the sun, brought the bud to the 
tree, and the gowan to the brae, yet nothing was heard of 
Hugh Heddles and his undertaking. But on th6 first morn- 
ing of May, fifty men, with spades and pickaxes, arrived on 
the banks of tljie £lfin-bum; one portion began to make the 
channel straigfht, the other to pull down the old tower, fot 
the purpose of raising mills in its place,- while over the 
whole presided Hugh Heddles, with a junior member of the 
firm, who carried s^ roll of plans, which he loved to unfold 
whenever a doubt required solving. At first the peasantry 
looked with curiosijty t>n the plans and On the dhange about 
to oe effected on the stream^ which was a fkvourite, Imd on 
an old tower around Which was hung the garland of many A 
tradition. One or two rather spoke Wordd of encouragement. 
"It's weel may wared! the bum's a downright deevil of 
a bum; it drowned Wattie Kennedy, of the Hietea, the only 
honest tinkler I ever kenned, and it swooped away twa ricks 
of as ^de com frae my cousin as ever were wat wi' water ) 
bank It in and keep it in, say I," 

'* Aweel,** said another, ^ that's a gude torn to the coun- 
try to poll down that auld dungeon of a tower, a howf for 
bats and vennin ; but, lads, When ye 'come to the yaults, 
take care, ye^l start a spirit ; the story runs that a man was 
murdered by ane of the rough auld Roldans. I canna say I 
ever saw aught myself, but mickle has been heard.'* 

" We shaU keep a watch to-night,*' said Heddles to his 
partner ; *' those who know not the value of our underta- 
king in a philosophic point of view, may come and destroy 
the tools, and puQ up the marks which we have made." 

The men renewed their labours in the morning ; nothmg 

had been molested diiring the night, nor on the second even- 

iog did aught appear to alarm them. The watch was placed 

again on the third evening, and midnight was all but come, 

without any other sound than the gurgling of the stream, 

nor any other sight save a couple of owls, that sailed round 

\ the vacant space where their tower of refuge lately stood, 

with many a melancholy hoo-hoo. Hugh Heddles nimself 

had come from a distance to see that his two watchers did 

I their duty ; the moon was dipping now and then into the 

[ clouds, and throwing darksome shadows over the stream 

I and the ruins ; the waterfall in the Elfin-linn was heard 

through all the air ; and now and then a rushing wind shook 

the trees and raised up the dust of the cast-down tower. 

^ See that no one molests these marks or obliterates these 
lines," said Hug6. ^' The peasants are a malicious race, 
and I heard something like threats held out that elves, and 
sucb imaginary personages, would assert their right to their 
immemorial hAunts, and do us an ill turn. I have lived in 
the world these fifty and odd years, and in all that time 
nothing has appeared to me worse than mjrself." 
** Flint, fire; hell, and Hades !" exclaimed a voice, hollow 
I and fierce ; " who has destroyed my bedchamber 1" 

All the three turned round to see what this might be, 
when they beheld a grim figure, half naked, with matted 
locks, Vin Hlin g eyes, and a huge pikestaff in its hand, seat- 
ed on a portion of the tower, and not at all shunning obser- 
vation, but courtine notice ; for, before they could exchange 
look or word wi& each other, he exclaimed again, in a 
fiercer mood than before, " Flint, fire, hell, and Hades ! who 
has destroyed my bedchamber ?" 

" It's the smrit of the murdered man l" said one of the 
watchers. "This comes of meddhM with haunted tow- 
ers !" and off he bolted through the Elfin-bum, making the 
stream rise like a rainbow as. he dashed across -and made 
for the nearest house. 

" It's the deevil himself!" muttered the other watcher. 
** I ken him by his burning eyes and the charking of his 
teeth. " And he followed his comrade with equal speed, but 
Xkol with the like hick, for he, ran towards a light oif the other 


side of a deep moraasy plunged out of one peal-hole into 
.another, and at every plunge uttered a yell, for no doubt he 
believed-that the evil spirit was following, 

Hugh Heddles was left alone ; and it shall be said of him 
that for a time he faced the enemy resolutely ; but his cour- 
age was beffinning to give way, whenHhe figure, uttering 
for the third time the cry of " Flint, fire, hell, and Hades i 
who has destroyed my bedchamber ?" sprang forward, and 
bestowed upon the unfortunate manufacturer such a blow 
with his pikestaff as laid him senseless on the ground. 

Hugh lay for some time before he recovered ; and when 
he did gather back his senses, he beheld the apparitioa 
standing grimly over him, with his pikestaff in the air ; he 
therefore lay motionless, and it is hkely he would have con- 
tinued in that painful posture till the morning, had not a sin- 
gle horseman, with pistols at his belt and a sword ^Uttering 
at his side, ridden up. The stranger reined in his horse, 
and exclaimed, ^'Hetl and devil ! who has dared to throw 
down the tower of my fathers V* 

" I am gone now," thought Hugh to himself ; " these 
spirits are both in a tale." 

" Flint, fire, hell, and Hades !" cried he of the pikestaff, 
" who has destroyed my bedchamber ?" * . 

**Hold! — madman, fool !" cried Lord Roldan — for it* was 
he himself, on his way home from Italy — " hold ! else, by 
Heaven, I'll run you through." He sprang from his horse 
as he spoke, and holding his sword between the prostrate 
manufacturer and his foe, said " hold" to the one, and " rise'* 
to the other. 

Hugh, who imagined himself fairly in the hands of two 
evil spirits, who might quarrel about his carcass if he con- 
tinued silent, but if he spoke would divide him, held his 
tongue ; while the madman exclaimed, " Why do you guard 
him, my lord? Let me slay him in my wrath!" These 
were words of comfort. Hugh arose with not a few groans, 
but would not rise wholly. 

" Who are you, sir 1" said Lord Roldan, mildly ; " and has 
this madman hurt you much ?" 

" Not much," ireplied Hugh; but, before he said more, ho 
looked at Lord Roldan's feet, and more anxiously at John's, 
and did not at all seem satisfied ; he however said, in bro- 
ken sentences, " I am Hugh Heddles, Esq., of the great firm 
of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company, and this 
is my ground ; and I have cast down the old bucklement of 
a tower, that I may build a mill for spinning and weaving, so 
that the people, in a philosophical sense, may be enriched." 

" God particularly confound the whole firm of Heddles, 
Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company, and cast them and all 
their cursed reels and wheels into the lake of darkness !*' 
exclaimed Lord Roldan, and then rode on. 

lOU ROLDAir. 197 

Next morning the legend of the three watchers ilew over 
the land with a dozen variations, and the whole country-side 
was convulsed with laughter. ** There has nae heen sic an 
event in the land,'' said Nickie Neevison, ^ since the day 
that Boston laid the Spedlans ghost. Od ! I wad hae hked 
to have seen daft John Tamson, who sometimes slept in the 
add tower, put daft about his bedchamber ; and Lonl Red* 
dan, dafter still about demolishing the blgging— ^hat rare 


"'Her yellow hair, beyond compsre, 

Comes trinkhng down her swu white neck. 
And her two eyea» like etan in akiet, 
Woa*d Mve a nnking ship fne wrcck.** 


. On the morrow the men of the firm of Heddles resumed 
their labours, but they resumed them with fears and tremours 
felt more than expressed : sundry of tHem, indeed, were ^- 
tives of the south, and bowed their heads to other supersti- 
tidns ; but most of them were Scottish hinds, and all, to a 
man, nourished some spiritual or undefined dread of the 
other world, and had no desire to face any of its aiiy shapes 
before that grinning antic, Death, should regularly enrol them 
in his skeleton regiment. They wrought in groups ; they 
talked of what had appeared last night, and of what hftd been 
seen and heard before. One shook Ms head and said, 
*' Gude winna come on't. There was Rab Steel, of Steels- 
ton — ^he wad dig up the fairy ring on the braes of Paijarg — 
what is he now?^-^a poor demented creature, wi' a powk 
and a staff]" 

'* Ye needna gang sae far, neighbour, as Baijarg,** said a 
second — " ye a' mind Tam Gunnion, the smuggler — right or 
wrangj he wad take down the silver bell that hangs on the 
.tapmost tower of Sweetheart Abbey. I was at the finding ^ 
of his body ; some say he missed a foot, and some say ane 
of the saunts clodded him down frae the summit, when his 
hand made the bell play ting — ^I winna say how that was — 
but this I ken, there was nae as much unbroken bane about 
. him as would have made a baubee whistle." 

''I mind freets and fears as little as onybody," SBid a 
third, lifting a shovel, and shouldering a pickaxe, ''but I 
have got sic a pain in my back wi' stooping, that I'll e'en 
filip awa hame and nurse myself by the fireside for a day pr 
twa. '* And h^ marched away accordingly. Others followed 


the example ; and when Hugh Heddles, with a pUuster ap« 
plied where the pikestaff fell, came forth, he found that duk 
may had dispersed most of his, people. 

Hugh remonstrated. "The great firm," said he, "of 
Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company, are not to 
be daunted by the ravings of a daft man, or the cursings of 
a wild lord. A lord ! we will make a new race of lords ;— • 
so go on, straighten the stream, root out the old tower.^' 

One demurred for reasons not strictly spiritual. " So 
this is ane of the towers of the auld house of Roldan ; if I had 
thought that before, deil be in my fingers if I had moved a 
staue oH — auld blude^s scarcer in this land than it was, and 
I dinna like a race of lords begot by machinery.'' 

" New blude's as gude as auld blude ony time, as the 
craw said to the black pudding," exclaimed his companion ; 
"but hear ye me: the Lord Roldan, wha we a' thought 
dieted on by worms, is come hame ; and no that I care for 
him twa clinks of my pick, but when he sees the tower of 
his fathers rooted out, he'll shoot half a dozen of us, and 
tHen owre sea to the pope, get absolution, come back, and 
stick half a dozen more." In spite, however, of these grum- 
blings, the work went on ; the stream was walled in with 
stone on each side ; the old tower was rooted out, and an 
its site the mills for spinning and weaving, of Heddles, Tred- 
^s, Warp, Waft, and Company, began to appear above the 
ground, nay, to lift their heads over the thickets of holly and 
birch, with which the land was both adorned and encmn- 
bered. • ' * 

Morison beheld all these changes with something of the 
carelessness of a young, ardent mind, to which fe^^ tradi- 
tionary recollections cling, and which regards alterations 
that shake the heart of age as matters of no moment. He 
looked into the vista of futurity, and heeded less the scenes 
nigh at hand. The view was indeed darksome; like the 
pilgrim in the valley of dread, he saw fearful shapes, and 
was stunned with dread forebodings ; yet he continued to 
gaze till the landscape brightened, and the shanes grew like 
that of the loathly lady, shapes of beauty, and the forebo- 
dings gave way to nope. He had already turned his thoughts 
to a foreign land : his mother's views respecting him he re-» 
ffarded as visionary ; as little did he like the idea of sitting 
down, as he saw Ames Rabson desired to place him — laird 
of Howeboddom ; and if a thought connected with his na- 
tive vale crossed his mind, it was one so wild and so hope- 
less that he never gave it utterance, but concealed it in nis 
own bosom. It was this — he resolved, before he left the 
land, to seek an interview with Lord Roldan, and either in- 
duce him to do justice to his mother and wed her, or to re^ 
nounce him as his son for ever. The idea was a wild one, for 
his father was as wilful as he was fierce, and many prejii- 




LOB]> KOUAK. 139 

<3Sec^ and scmie of themBtrong ones, reqiuired to be combated 

and overcome. Morison had, however, set his heart upon 
the attempt, and he nursed it in his bosom, and thought of 
it by day, and dreamed of it by night 

It most not be disguised that something which he regard- 
ed as supernatural urged him on to this. The intimation 
be had received, that, as one of the house of Roldan, his 
fate would be indicated by superhuman means, dwelt in his 
mind more strongly than he cared to acknowledge; and 
though he laughed at aU. tales either of witchcraft or gobUn- 
ry, and was skilful in ridiculiug them, his pride, his vanity, 
and his hope, together with a touch of the belief of the dis- 
trict, all united in inducing him to hold the ta 'e true ; and 
that a legend, worthy of mockery in others, wc 'jld come to 
pass and be explained for him. These feelings and beliefs 
gaire a seriousness to his brow when alone : he became fond 
of lonely and savage places ; the secluded nooks of the 
woods, the tunret of the falcon tower, the Klfin-cave, but 
mcMre particularly the wild and cavemed seashore, were to 
him as musing-places ; and though he carried books with 
him, he looked at them less than he cast his eye on tlie 
boundless sea before him, and delighted to imagine his sail 
spread in some hitherto undiscovered shore, or, with peonon 
di^ayed and cannon flashing, treading the enemy's decks, 
sword in hand, and striking all down between stem and 

During his wanderings and his musings he had of late hap- 
pened to meet casually with one who had the air of a stran- 
ge and of the sea. This was a middle-aged man, of a vig- 
orous and active figure ; dressed more like one of the land 
than of the wave ; of pleasant address, and of very varied 
infonuatioD. Morison had first met with him on the banks 
of the Elfin-bum, where he was looking at the rising strac- 
tures a£ the firm of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and 
Company, and was conversing with Heddles himself on the 
imports and exports of other lands, with an case and a 
knowledge that showed he was intimate with such transac- 
tions On meeting now with Morison among the cavemed 
eliffs of Glengamock, he addressed him with the ease of a 
person familiar with his name and history, nor did he seem 
disposed to conceal his own; he was, he said, »jck Co«. 
baneTcaptain of the Wildfire, a vessel which he pointed out 
te^e bay. " There she lies." he said. " at the back of t^ 
bhMikguaid sandbank, Robin-rij« ; as pretty a piece of woA- 
manship as ever was hoUowed out of oak; trades to aU 
S>^7 can fight, too, on occasion ; and carries forty as boW 
K^ as ever breasted the salt waves." He f ee»»^ *^ 
Sto had said enough, and took a silver caU from his 
^etTand whistled; a little boat shot out of ^^^^^^J^^ 
^coveT wid 8»yi«« " ^Jood morning," ^e stepped down the 

cliff, and waved adieu as his boat went dancing orer tbe 

As Morison sauntered home he was accosted by Nanse 
Halberson. " This is maist the first day I have v«itiurcd 
out," she said, « for a sair iUness feU on me aU wmter, and 
but for thy mother and thyself, Mori8on,and Jeame Rabson, 
the auld witch-wife wad hae been put to sad shifts, and wi 
a' her spells and charms might abuns have died for wMit. 
But it was better ordered, thanks to God and my other 
three friends; I amweel now; and s^e, lad, what wot^ 
Dick Corsbane has gien me for a fair wmd to the Wddfire 
,-4ea, and rum, and spicery— my gude word gan^s for. 
.something wi' the world yet." * *^i 

**But, Nanse," said Morison, "do you mean to X&l me 
ihat such a well-informed man as Captain Corsbane be- 
lieves that ye can sell him such a conunodi^ as^ a fair 

s^ind V 

" In troth do I, Morison ;— ye may set it down as scripture 
that all sailors, frae the admiral to the cabin-boy, are super- 
lititious ; and maybe, though the captain disna just bebeye 
sae meikle as others of nis mariners, he believes quite 
/enough for mip when he pays me in sic coin as this for my 
good-will. But gude morning— when we next meet, and that 
>riJl be soan-»-" here she whispered in his ear, " I riiall tell 
ye something about Richard Corsbane that he wadna teH 
ye himself;" ;and away she went homewards, leaving Mor- 
ison musing on her isrords. ^ , , . • 

There was something in the looks of Corsbane which 
Morison could as little lovfe as define ; but he resolved, when 
next he foregathered with him, to discourse more tviXky on 
all matters ; and» as this sea-worthy seemed to seek his 
company, he felt that his wish would soon be gratified* It 
happened in the afternoon of the same day that Morison di- 
rected his steps as usual to the seaside, and asoending a 
cliff, on whicn formerly a small watch-tower stood, he 
observed th^ vessels in the bay were hung with stream- 
ers ; on looking inland, he saw a flag displayed from 
the top of the cattle of Roldan, and on the hiUs in the dis- 
tance stood groups of people, all looking seaward. What 
this might mean he was not long left in conjecture, for his 
acquaintance, Corsbane, who seemed to haunt the rocks, 
was soon at his side, and informed him that it was in hon- 
our of Thomas Lord Roldan's return from foreign parts, for 
the vessel which bore him was expected in the bay during 
the coming tide, 

*< Lord Roldan himself returned some time since," contin- 
ued the captain ; " but though his- mother loves him, he 
might make a crownpiece dinner of all his other friends in 
the district ; he has his good points notwithstanding ; what- 
ever he promises, be it for good or evfl, be never lor^eyBk^ 


** Then I see, sir," said Morison, '* that yoQ are Imt partly 
acquainted with Lord Roldan ; that he remembers his word 
I have too good cause to Question ; whether he will denj his 
word remains to be seen. But no more of him now — how has 
It happened that Lord Thomas has grown into favour? he was 
wed to a heretic ?" — ** Why, blessed moti^er church separated 
him from his heretical spouse,*' replied Captain Corsbane. 
^ His wife looked east when he looked west, and has sailed, 
so rumour says, for Ethiopia, or the Holy Land, on a pilgrim- 
age. She has a little tcK) much moonlight in the upper sto- 
ly— too light in the rigging—you understand me ; and pro- 
poses to revive the days of simplicity at the foot of Mouni 
Ararat* A pretty .notion, but rather late for society Jual 
now; she wul meet with kittle customers on Bfount Carmel 
— but tliaVs her look-out — she is devilish handsome, and 
knows what she is doing, and what other folk are doing too : 
she is acquainted with all the errors of Lord Roldan, ay, 
and is the keeper of some of his secrets, damme ! I have 
seen him almost on his knees to her about soipe dirty bit 
of -pSLper on which the word 'wife' was written. But what 
has Dick Corsbane to do with that % She kept it, and that 
was enough : shell plague him with it, sink me if she don't ! 
for she hates her hu^and's house, as a dutiful lady should.^ 
" I have heard of this before— but enough ef the name,** 
said Morison. ^ I would rather hear you say something of 
your <fwn achievements in the world. In that pretty craft, 
with good fellows on board, you will now and then, I pre- 
sume, meet with an adventure worthy of being related on 

Corsbane darted a keen look on the querist, and then re- 
plied — ** Ay, we now and then meet with other matters than 
a snoring breeze and a good maricet; and I can tell you, 
younker, a pretty fellow, who takes in right good-will to the 
hollow dak, and remembers that nMmey's a firm friend, how- 
ever it is come by, soon becomes an eari — a sea-king, faith ! 
and holds his court, damme ! in the east or the west, with 
ladies of honour from all the winds of heaven, and of sill the 
colours of the rainbow-** 

T^e captain paced to and fro while speaking, and seemed 
to imagine himself on the quarter-deck, with a foe in view; 
for his steps were short and quick, and his looks kindled. 

^ I have sometimes imagined," said Morison, ^' that a life 
of sea-ad ventnre would suit me better than a life on land.'^ 
** Have you, younker? Then, damme, I honour you for it, 
and kiss your shoe-tie ! You're a rarity in these latitudes ! 
Here, lade of spunk, with fire in their eye, and quick of 
hand and head, sit still and vegetate, by the powers ! and 
think they do enough by marrying some mooriand laird's 
daughter with threescore of acres for a portion : and in- 
^tead of doing noble deeds at sea, beget, sons and daughters, 

142 1«0RS ROLDAN. 

which any dunderhead can do. I have no patience with 
such sweet-milk cheese-parings — ^I havenH, on my soul V^ 

" Now I suppose," inquired Monson, ** that a knowledgfe of 
navigation, some skill in steering, and a head and hand that 
can go anjrwhere and handle any thin^, besides a certain in- 
trepidity of soul, will be required of him who quits the back 
of a horse to become whajt the poets call ' a dark ruler of 
the wave V '* 

The captain answered, *' All that, and mayhap somewhat 
more. These fingers of thine are long and round, and will 
^0 for a cutlass-hut, if Uie fearless heart is there. But this 
is the ch^ that I love, damme ! with a auick eye, an unper- 
turbed spirit, and a ready finder ; it makes a man's fortune 
in the free tiade." And he displayed a very handsome pis- 
tol, which had seen service, for there was a cut of a sabre 
across thebarrel. ^ Hast any knowledge of a trinket such 
^8 that, younker V 

^ Do you see yon sea^hawk on the cli^?" said Morison. 
^ It seems some twenty paces off." He snatched, as he 
spoke, a pistol from his own pocket, and firing, the hawk, 
dropped dead into the water below. 

Corsbane started, for the pistol flashed across his face ; 
he sprang to his feet, seized Morison's hand, wrung it hard, 
and said, *' Your fortune's made ; you are just such a lad as 
we want. A man with a head as well as a hand is now and 
then required when I am absent from Miss Wfl^re ; you 
i^hall be shipped tiie first fair wind — it's a bargain, damme I" 

Morison calmly reloaded the pistol, showing at the same 
time that it had a companion, and said, " We shall talk about 
that when we next meet : but here comes a fresh sail." 
^ " You have an eye that's a match for that of the hawk 
which you shot, younker, if you see a ship between this and 
the coast of Ireland : but tlus will teU me." On Implying 
his glass, Corsbane exclaimed, " Ay, 3rou're right, and it's 
the right ship too ; she comes with the tide, and what a press 
Of sail she carries I A pudden squall now would capsize her . 
' as it would a paper kite." No sooner was the vessel of Lord 
Thomas descried) than it seemed as if hUl and dale, anid cliff 
^nd castle, had found the power of speech ; shout after shout 
arose, shot after shot was fired, and so impatient grew manv 
of the people, that they left the uplands and lined the lan<£> 
. ing-place in the bay, where they knew the vessel must, if 
Tightly navigated, come to an anchorage. Though the 
breeze blew mto the bay, and the tide wa9 rapidly comings 
the vessel had not a little space to clear, as well as difficul- 
ties of navigation to deal with, before she rekched a safe 
haven. She had to turn the formidable sand-bar called 
Robin-rigfg, which, stretching half across the bay, offered 
jBuch resistance to the advancing swell, that the dash and 
))reak of the sea was heard by the spectators on the hiljta» 

LORi) ROtDAN. 143 

wMe at the same time they observed the threatening line' 
of foaming and Ijroken water where so many uilps had irone 
to pieces. * 

The vessel that bore the people's hopes seemed to come 
Ittfl upon this dangerous bar; but, just when they least look- 
ed for it she turned the extreme point of Robin-rigg, and 
with her sails filled and a strong inland current, sailed fair up 
the middle of the bay ; her decks were crowded with marf- 
heirs, and there was waving of hats on board and of hand- 
kerchiefs on the hills. Lady Winifred caused her chair-^ 
her black chair of state — ^to be carried to the top of the 
castle, and there, with her two attendant maidens — the one 
more starched, and the other more rotund than when we 
last parted with them— sat looking on the bay, the banner 
of her house waving all the while above her. Lord Roldan 
istood behind her; not a word was uttered; but when the 
sand-bar on which so many ships sufiered was passed, she 
drew her breath mbre freely. Horses ready saddled and 
bridled stood below; the servants filled the windows; nay, 
even the men who were at work for the firm of Heddles, 
Treddles*, Warp, Waft, and Company, fairly set at naught 
all remonstrance, and quitting shovel and pickaxe, hammer 
and trowel, flew to the neighbouring hills, notwithstanding 
the profeesionad temark of their employer— »* Go, and a 
miirrain to-you, since you wiH go ; but your hands will soon 
iitake other powers for me over which curiosity can never 
come ; powers that care for no sights, and, unlike mere mor- 
tals, wfll work night as well as day, nor desire meat and 
drink, nor covet sleep, nor dream of a holyday.** 

Bat there was one among the assembled people who 
seemed untouched with the general joy; this was Nanse 
Halberson ; she looked north and she looked south, and sh^ 
looked east and she looked itest, itnd'uvas heard to mutter 
to hers0if, ** I dinna lflc6 the looks of the sky ata— there's 
sonie terrible thing, in the air; it's no rain, weel I wot, for 
tiiere's no a cloud to yield it — I wish there were ; tt's no 
fire, I think, for there's naught of that written oh yon copper- 
coloured sky; come here and speak to me,* my bairn." 
This firtie addressed to Davie Oettock, who waa mounted on 
a dead tree, and was gazing and shouting with the foremoelf. 
Davie descended at once — for though he disobeyed Dominie' 
MfhgaAi and tvas thrawart with 'every one save Morison, 
#hom !ve loted and admired, he dared not to dispute the 
order of Nainse, who could turn him, he said, into a broww 
coi^f and ride hito post to doomsday, wi' as rnickle ease ab 
she could make a soleless shoe mto a co|^r-bottomed 

** David/* said she, with a stem brbw, ^dost thou know 
why I hare choisen thee to be my messenger V 

" No,*' said Dfavie,- not without an effort, and some trem- 
Uing of iiie knees/ ^ ^ 

144 lO&D ROLDAir* 

" The^ ni tell thee. If I bid ony of the pluckless sumph^ 
atound me rnn to the castle and tell Lord Roldan, an he 
loves his brot ler to hasten to the bay with men and horses, 
and coils of rope, for he is in danger of perishing, they will 
stare at me, and mutter ' witch,* and promise to go, and yet 
abide^and so precious lives will be lost. But you are a lad 
of sense and spirit — and hark, in thine ear — ^neglect my bid** 
ding,*' and she held up her finger — ^''I shall make a world's 
wonder of thee next halloween.** 

Away started Davie, over knoll and through hollow, direct 
for the castle, but as he put ground between Nanse and him- 
self, his fears began to subside. *' She's baith a slee and an 
uncannie kimmer,** said Davie, *^and maun be obeyed; but 
as she canna see through Airnespie hill I needna burst my- 
self." And as he said this he slackened his pace. "Be- 
sides," he continued, " I am no sure that I'm right in rinr 
ning— rinninff ! I'm no rinning, I'm ganging ; weel then I'm 
no sure that I'm right doing a witch's errand, whether rin- 
tiing or gangingt sae Tse stand still and consider it. Ye see, 
the case is this : — a witch says ganff^ and bring horses and 
men and tows to help folk out of the sea, that are in nae 
danger o' drowning— weel then', I run her errand, and she 
raises a storm in consequence, and down comes help and 
plucks them out of the waves, and kimmer gets a' the glory 
on't — ^thea it's clear that I raise the storm. Weel then, deil 
hae me if I gang the length of my foot ; but stop, now — 
setting the case that she raises the storm depending on my 
sense and spirit^-I quote her words, as Dominie MiUigan 
ssiys — and folk are drowned, then am I clearly to blame, and 
the loss of life will be laid at poor Davie's door. Sae I'll off 
like the wind — I'm owre lang here — but let me as I rin make 
*an useful resolve — av, when I say I'll do a thing, to do't — ^it 
will save me a world of trouble, and what is mair, fought — 
in which, for a' witch Nanse's opinion, I'm but inomerently 

While Davie went on his errand the breeze died utterly 
away, the sun set on the distant hills, the crows seemed 
heaped on the pine tree tope, the cattle ran together in- star- 
tled groups, and the sea birds sat and screamed ; not one 
would go to its customary roosting-place. ** I'm right," said 
Nanse Halberson; **God pity these poor wretcnes, how 
they wave their hands! Harkt I hear their shouts. Bird 
and beast ken somethiii{[ dreadful impends— -niaa alono 
laughs ; he will yell soon, if signs in heaven and on earth are 
Ho be believed." 

The vessel came nearer the land, and approaching within 
gunshot of thepionioiitory on which Monson andCorsbane 
stood, tacked gently, and veered away towards the landing- 
place, distant a short half mile. The sea lay calm as a sleep- 
ing babe, the little air that breathed pushed the vessel on lier 

' tORD ROLDAK. 146 

way; the narinen, bat moi« paiticnlariy the followen of 
Lord Thomas, cheered repeatedly ; they crowdM the deck, 
and seemed impatient of the brief* time which separated them 
from their friends. Lord Thomas himself stood on the prow ; 
a young lady of exquisite beauty was beside him ; he looked 
round once or twice to the sky, and said something to an old 
mariner, and waved his hand impatiently. '*How beauti- 
fully she swims along T* saidMorison; *'and how many no- 
ble creatures that frail thing has the keeping of!** 

'^Ay,** said Corsbane; ''see, too, 'how many corded and 
iron-banded trunks she has sported on deck ; I have seen 
the day when as bold a prize as that, ay, and as rich, has 
been snatched at the very entrance of her haTdn, like a doTe 
struck by the hawk at the door of the doTe*cote. I say, 
ydunker, when we sail eastward hoe ! I'll show yon a thing 
or two." 

He would' hare said more, but a whtdwind stooped down 
all at'OBce on the yale ; it was limited in its career to a space 
not a hundred yards wide, and tovching a tongue of land 
that shot far into the frith, and formed the bay, prostrated a 
grore of ancient pines like as much stubble, and descending 
on the sea, farrowed up the brine, and whirling it round, 
threw it half a mile high into the air. The rusning sound 
and the unexpected si|^t did not rob the mariners of their 
presence of mind ; they were furling their saUs and reering 
the ship when the devourer came up ; it seized on the» ves* 
sel, and whirling her round, dashed her into the agitated 
waves head foremost. One shon-thriUing cry of terror and 
agony was heard ; then all was hushed save the vehement 
tossing of the ocean, and nothing was seen save the frag* 
ments of the ship, scattered like foam -on the wave, with 
here and there a drowning creature clinging to a spar or 
wreck— Kir more fatal still — to each other. The whole peo* 
pis stood for a moment as if struck into stone ; they then 
rushed down to the bay ; some with proper presence of mind 
mounted horses, others without an aim ran wildly along* 
shouting continually. Morison rushed into the waves in a 
moment, regardless of shout and call— he first encountered 
a long line of agitated water, and breasted through it like a 
' sea fowl t he met and braved a second with like success ; and 
in the third found the object for whom he had thus risked his 
life — ^a young lady ; the same he had seen by the side of 
Lord Thomas. She was floating as fair and as senseless as 
a water lily ; no sooner did Morison raise her from the 
wave, and sl^d the long dripping tresses from her brow, than 
he touched it with his lips, and bore her towards the shore ; 
wave after wave following and overtaking him, as if en- 
raged to be deprived of a prey so lovely. 

With the whirlwind an almost total darkness came ; and 
thovgh the cloud was now and then lifted likeaourtain from 
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140 ' XORD ROLBAK«- 

the bay, it did more to distract than to aid t*hose, and they 
were many, who^ were plunging on horseback, on foot, and 
in boats, to help Ihe suner&rs. A rush of horses was now 
heardf and the voice of Lord Roldan calling, *^ Is he saved^ 
is Lord Thomas saved — where is my brother V and spurring 
his horse as he spoke, he dashed fearlessly into the waves 
which churned to foam, and heaped in multitudes on each 
other, leaped east and west, casting a salt spray far up the 
cliffs. He came too late: the five minutes which Davie 
wasted in self-controversy had sufficed to woi^ all the wa 
we have been so long in describing, and rendered Lord RoU 
dan an idle sorrower. All was now over: the tide came in 
^rith a triumphant swell ; but it was only to wash the dead 
ashore, and show how weak are all the efforts as well as 
hopes of man, when opposed to that dread destroyer the 

In the midst of this scene of distress some one plucked 
Lord Roldan by the sleeve; it was Captain Corsbane* 
'* Here," said he, " is something which the sea has unwil- 
lingly spared— she breathes and revives." 

Lord Roklan took the young and fainting creature out of 
the rough guardianship of Corsbane, committed her to the 
care of his own servants, aided by Nanse Halberson, and de- 
sired that she might be instantly conveyed to the 'castle. 
Morison, from whose arms the captain receive^ her, had 
rushed back to the help of others; the sea, however, had 
spared none of all that gay company, and when he^ returned 
to the shore and sought for her whom he hs^d, even in ex- 
treme peril, perceived to be the Lady Rose of (he harvest 
dance, ne found but Captain Corsbane. That worthy ac- 
costed him with, *' She's off damme ! — flown awav in her 
wet feathers — she was worth the plucking too, for she sport* 
ed her mother's best jewels." He thrust one hand into his 
bosom, and with the other shaking Morison by the fingers 
hastened away, nor awaited further speech. 

A thought akin to suspicion rushed upon the mind of Mor- 
ison concerning the captain; he had observed something 
twinkle in the opening of that worthy's vest, as he turned to 
begone. He darted aAer him like lightning, and the speed 
he exerted was necessary, for the captain was already de- - 
Bcendittg the rugged pathway down the cliff to his boat, when 
Morison overtook him. '* Captain Corsbane," said Morison, 
"one word — ^the young lady — Rose Roldan, she whom £ 
saved, has lost — dropped I should have said — some of the 
valuable trinkets to which you alluded." 

*• Well, and what then?" said the worthy of the sea, with 
perfect composure. 

•• Well," continued Morison, " bid me tell her that you 
have preserved them, and will deliver them to her when she 
ncovenh-J saw them gUttficing in your bosom." 


€onbanet when he first beheld Morison approach, felt for 

bis pistols ; but if his first eaiotion was hostile, he had now 

changed it — he smiled as he answered, '* Why, ay, damme ! 

I had forgot that. 1 did pick np two articles of female 

^earin the hurry — thank ye, lad, tor reminding me. There 

4hey are.'' He put a pair of diamond brackets into the 

other's hand, and added, ** Don't be in such a hurry with « 

your interrogatories next time, my young friend ; and more, 

don't eonie to me with so muchl)lood in your brow' and fire 

in your eyes. I carry a brace of trinkets here that hare 

sobered the looks of some fine impetuaus fellows in their 


'^ And I," said Morison, in the same tone, ^ carry a couple 
of ready friends here," pointing to his pistols ; " and the 
powder is not wetted/' So saying, he Waved good-night 
lo the captain, and vanished behind a cliff before that wor- 
thy could determine whether to continue to play the' friend 
or pat on the bully. 

We leA Lady Winifred seated on the top of the castle of 
Roldan ; though now waxing old, her eyes were bright, and 
she could see clearly to a great distance. Her heart danced 
as she saw ihe ship which carried her long absent and 
best beloved son rising, with swelling canvass and pennants « 
spread, out of the sea, nor did she remove her eyes from the 
bay, but sat in silence ; and when any of her attendants 
uttered a won), she waved her hand impatiently, to intimate 
that she wished no vulgar joy to intrude on her silent de- 
light. But as the vessel neared the port, Lady Winifred 
seemed troubled, and the trouble evidently came from the 
sky. She looked on all sides: the air was quiet and in re- 
pose, and betokened nothing of the whirlwind which was so 
nigh: ** Who is this 1" she cried when she beheld Davie 
running towards the qastle. ^ If he has aught to say about 
Lord Thomaa, bring him here and that ijuickty.'* 

The messenger was conducted half breathless into the 
presence of Lady Winifred, and with some ado — for haste 
and awe impeded his utterance — ^he delivered his message. 
''And who presumed to send you on such an errand 1" ex- 
claimed Lord Roldan. 

♦* A witch," replied Davie, briefly. 
•' A witch r' said Lord Roldan with a laugh. ** Go back 
and tell her if there, are no stakes and tar barrels for impos- 
tors now, there are jouggs and scourges for leasing-ma- 


Davie shrugged his shoulders and said danntlessly, ^ Some 
one else maun deliver these hard words to Nanse Halber- 
8on. I hae nae wish to be turned into a^ tinkler's messan« 
and made to turn a spit in Purgatory." 

** I^anse Halberson?" said the lady, alarmed; *• this is no 
iesii she sees what I have for this half hour felt. Haste, 
^ G2 


JiOrd Roldan, haste ! else may a mother's curse clingr P 
you — baste to the bay and give thy brother help— for, oh Ood 
and bis saints ! he is about to need it." 

Lord Roldan, hurried to his horse and. flew to the shore; 
.the wind which had wrought its will in the bay nigh 
seized him on the road ; it passed so close that it all but un- 
seated him ; it crushed in a moment the rising mills of 
the firm of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company, 
scattering the machinery like chaff; smashed the trysting 
tree of Glengarnock — ^to the sorrow of many a fair face — ' 
and exhausted its fury on the falcon tower of Roldan, which 
it lifted, from the summit of the ancient fortalice, and threw 
into a neighbouring linn, without so much as scattering a 
fragment on its way. .Slowly, slowly Lord Roldan returned 
from the bay ; ho was met by a messenger, who requested 
him to hasten ; he had scarcely put spurs to his horse» er# 
another met him, and said, ^' R^de, my lord, ride. Lady Wini- 
fred seems in the dead thraw !" The horse, urged by spur, 
by whip, and by word, cleared the ground, and I^rd Roldan, 
scaling the stairs with the quickness of a bird, was in a mo* 
ment at his mother's side. She was still sitting in her 
chair, her hands were clasped over her breast as if in pray ^ ; 
her eyes were fixed on the bay — she was dead ! The attend- 
ants told that when she heaid the ship was gone to pieces 
and all on board had perished, she clasped her hands on her 
bosom and her lips moved ; nor did she alter her posture^ 
till Rose Roldan, with her ringlets wet, and her &ce as pale 
as death, was half carried to her-^she laid h«r hand on her 
head and said, '' Bless thee ! — bless thee ! An aneiemname 
goes out in the land— goes out in darkness, and not in light 
as it came in.** 

There was grief both in eottage and hall for the sudden 
eclipse which the house of Roldan had suffered. The wrath 
of Heaven was visible in it, but various were the causes to 
which that wrath was imputed ; John Cargiil, the Camero- 
nian, beheld in it a judgment for the blood of the saints shed 
on the banks of the Elfin-burn, by the persecuting lord, 
where their gravestones are stiU to be seen. William John- 
ston, the seceder, said it was for adherence to the searlei 
church of erroneous Rome, after that godly man Simon Ing- 
lis had preached against its abominations. Others w«re 
willing to find it in the evil courses to which the tw5 broth* 
ers had delivered themselves up; Jeanie Rabson of Howe* 
boddom, and Dominie Milligan. averred, that it had happened 
because Lord Roldan was a perjured person, and hinted that 
bis own time was at hand. While not a few, and Naoae 
Halberson was of the number, averred that it was an aeci* 
dent in the course of nature, and that the Lord meant no 
particular harm to the Roldans more than to any other name, 
seeing that many a. mother had lost her aoui and many a 

Lt>R]> SOXDAK* 14D 

iiife her husband, in the same ship, thovgh no one made 
moan for them save their own relations. For this Nanee 
Halberson was called thrice over a. witch and a doubter in 
a special providence, at which the said Nanse laughed, and 
observed that all who thought God showed any spite in the 
matter were special fools. 

On the morning which succeeded these disasters, Morison 
sought out Nanse, and putting the diamond bracelets into her 
hand, told her how he obtained them, and desired her to 
give them to .the Lady Rose as soon as she well could ; for 
he felt uneasy lest she should imagine he had taken them 
from her person under pretence of saving her life.' 

''The ckptain*s a kittle neighbour,*" said Nanse; ''and I 
can tell ye yere a bauld lad that dared to beard faJm as ye 
did: but dinna be uneasy; Rose has a sort o/ consciousness 
that she was in rougher hands than yours when she was de- 
prived of this gear. Oh, Morison, she's a fine lass, zaA spoke 
sic things about ye ! Oh, but it happened ill, the auld lady's 
decease : I had ave till now a sort of hope that she — that's 
to say, when she kenned Morison Roldan as well as I do- 
would gar justice be done to his mother, which was the same 
as doing justice to yersel ye ken. But that star's dropped 
^ frae the firmantent of hope." 

The brow of the young man darkened down as Nanse con- 
cluded her speecli. *'Some hope of the kind,** he said, 
^ now and then brightened within me; but it arose more 
from a belief in the sense of honour and justice in the heart 
and soul of Lord Roldan himself, than from any trust in the 
influence of his mother or my own slender merits.'* 

" Weel, weel," said Nanse, '**dinna despair ; ye ken I aye 

prophesied fortune fair and lordly to you; not because I am 

a witch and sell favourable winds to such honourable persons 

as your friend Dick Corsbane; but because I am an Hlfh 

server of minds and hearts, and oh ! Morison, roan, ye will 

use nature iHand neglect noble opportunities if ye dinna fuU 

iSJ all that I have spaed. Sae, cheer up yere heart, since the 

power that's -to lift ye up comes in defiance of rank and birth) 

and springs from the man alone. Cheer up, I say ; I never 

heard of onybody sticking up in the world but ane, and that 

was Lot's wife." Morison smiled, and returned warmly her 

grasp of the hand. '* Ae word mair," she said ; ** dinna just 

foe ony dftener amang the cliffs and caverns on the shore 

than what is necessary : the captain takes queer notions in 

his head, carries pistols in his pocket, owns four faces, and 

a' fause anes, and has some rough comrades to help him. 

But I'm saying, what a scatterment the wind has made of the 

wheel within a wheel of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Wait, and 

Company. My trouth! but crazy Willie, of the Starry- 

beugh, was right about ' the coming wo,' though erroneous 

about the agent." 




And weat thou this, she soleiiin aaid : 
And bound the hoUy round my head ; 
The polished leaves and berries red 

Did rustling play : 
And, IDw a passing tbooght, she fled 

In Ught away. 


But though the wheels and machinery of Heddles, Tred- 
dles, Warp, Waft, and Comi>any, were scattered b^ the winda 
of heayen, and though the Elfin-burn, asserting its natanJ 
rights, and sweeping away all the new embankokents, had 
returned once more to the crooked courses from which il 
was reclaimed, yet such was the fortitude of industry, that 
the embankments we^e recommenced on a more SLbidiu 
principle, and the mills resumed on a more stable plan, and 
the whole promised by the middle of aiitunm to establish thai 
golden age of which the foundations were laid by science, 
and the whole matured bv talent. It was otherwise witbi 
the house of Roldan : the hope of the name was lost whea 
Lord Thomas died, and Lord Roldan alone, whom none 
loved, was left to maintain it. About the birth of Lady 
Rose a mystery hung, which it was believed none living 
could or was willing to clear ; the peasantry, who loved her 
for her hard fortune chiefly, for they seldom saw her, always 
epoke of her as the poor lassie of Roldan, or the sweet maiden 
Aise ; but few ventured to call her lady since Nickie Neevison 
wan rebuked by Lady Winifred, and told that titles put foolish 
notions in the heads of young creatures. Some ventured 
even to say, that " since nae better might be, it would be a 
good thing if Morison and Rose could make a buckle on\ for 
where was the harm t Naebody kenned whether they were 
sib or no, and it was clear they were the last of the race, for 
not a drop of the blude was kenned to run in other veins.** 
It seemed clear to the peasantry that the house of Roldan was 
to be extinguished, and its doom was in every one^s mouth* 

The head of the firm of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, 
and Company, alone sought to cheer and comfort the public 
mind. " Wherefore all this lamentation V said Hugh ; ** a 
new era has arisen^ and old dynasties are dying out. Flesh 
and blood are frail things ; the old house of Douglas is to ba 
found but in an old song ; the house' of Maxwell has lost the 
looftree ; the house of Kirkpatrick, like Willie Watson's 
Ihombush, if it has gone litUe back, it has gone as little in* 

LOBD ftOUIAH. 161 

waid: and here's the hoiwe of Roldaot a puff of wind and a 
wave of the sea bav*e tarned it tapselteerie. But look at our 
house— the house, I mean, of Heddles, Treddksy Warp, Wait, 
and Company — ^it has been preached against ; madmen have 
arisen against it at midnight ; nay, the wind which demolished 
the hoose of Roldan has done small harm to me, for look and 
behold we are founded in science and philosophy, and are 
rising more vigorous from our overthrow. We wiU soon be 
as lords in the land, so dry your tears and compose your 
looks; and, moreover, we win be lords by sea as weU as bjr 
land; we have a vessel preparing to swim against the wiU 
of the wind and tide, ana run up the rivers as well as down 
them. Rejoice, therefore : all that is old will be renoved 
or recast in a new spirit, and the whole earth will be united 
in one vast bond of science and philosophy.** 

^ IVs really grand," said Nickie Neevison, " to hear your 
saolless body preach about the golden age of wheels, and 
reels, and machines, and steam barges ; tmt his idol is Mam- 
mon, and he cares nae mair for G<d's image than be earea 
for the trinnel of a wheelbarrow.** 

Morison had much to think on, and little to do ; all the 
hooks in Glengamock be had half learned by heart ; had 
Biastered all be bad attempted, and it was believed be could 
carry matters no further till deeper scholars than Dominie Mil* 
ligan took him up at college. He was not, however, idle : he 
eould not for bis soul be idle ; yet the verses which he com- 
posed but to bum, and the prose characters of men which he . 
drew but to tear in pieces, did anything but satisfy an am- 
bition that raged like an imprisoned demon for a vent to get 
outat^ The scorn heaped upon him by Mattie Anderson 
had checked his spirit for love adventure ; his pride rose and ' 
protected him agamst further humiliation ; and thongh he had 
met her several times at dances and festivals, he spoke 
to her just as be had always done save on one memorable 
aigbu His own condition bad in truth begun to occupy his 
whole attention, and he walked but to think, and slept but to 
dream of his future lot. Sometimes be half regretted that bis 
stenmees with Corsbane hindered him from fiying a voyage 
or two with that worthy; for he had but a faint sospicioii, 
and no more, of his real character, and never regardedbim as 
a pirate, a kidnapper, and a murderer--atid Captain Corsbane 
was thena all. 

His mother thought Morison dementedr-*'* No ; but be is 
kind—oh ! aboon a* measure kind to me," she said in con^ 
fideoee to Jeanie Rabson; **bttt be wanders* d'ye ken, lass^ 
at night by himself; the mair bogly the bits the better for 
biBi ; and whiles he aeks me anent the spirit which appears 
in the first night of the full moon of July, to all who are of the 
bouse of Roldaii^ and wheUier they mann bide aH ni|;ht-r43k)d . 
baye a care on us in the Ladye Chapel, and await its ' 


But waur nor a', I doubt he has taken to the writing^ of 

oh, Jeanie, womaD» the true bitteraess of my lot was never felt 

till now ; to think that my bairn is turned a ballad-maker, and 

a blackguard is mair than my heart can hand. He ay bums 

his rhymes, sae he's no wholly hardened yet, and there's 


**' Hope ! baubles !" said Jesbiie Rabson ; ** what the waur is 
he, but something the better of being able to write poetry ; 
d*ye no ken that sweet story the Gentle Shepherd^; and d'ye 
no ken Ross's Hellenore t I read them whiles sae late on 
R Saturday e'en, that i dauma look the clock for fear it should 
turn out Sunday." 

'\Oh Jeanie, and is that poetry ! — ^then atweel I have nae 
objection to Morison's writing poetry, for I'm unco pleased 
with these books myself." 

*' ru talk to him about this and other things," said the 

The night on which this conversation happened was one 
of the loveliest of the closing month of summer, and when 
Morison came home he found Jeanie Rabson standing with 
his mother at the gorge of the glen, in the act of parting. 
*^ Ye're weel come, lad," said the heiress of Howeboddom, 
*' for I was just thinking of asking the head of the firm of 
Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company, to' «et me 
hame in a philosophic and scientific way." So saying, she 
took his arm, and turned her fa<:e homeward, with a slow 
step. When she got from among the roans of bushes which 
fringed the glen, and saw nothing around but the plain bra6 
side, the heiress began to speak. " Morisdn," she said, " ye 
are maist a man now, and as ye can save a lass frae drown- 
ing — scorn ane wha scorns you, and chase a saucy- fellow 
and lend him a lounder-^aye ye needna look that queer gate» 
for it's a* true, it came to me frae .a sure hand, and I like ye 
the better for't — but I was gaun to say that ye are maist a 
man now, and nae doubt anxious about yere way-gate in the 
world. I ance, d'ye ken, entered into Mary's views about 
the ministry — ^but dinna jump away now — ^there's owre 
mickle of the Roldan blude about ye for that — ^ye wad be 
looking mair at the rosie part of the parishioners, than at the 
bearings o' the text. Now w.e have thought, ye see, as 
there's nae nearer heirs to the Rabson's of Howeboddom 
than that feckless winnelstrae sauUess body of Cowplat, and 
as neither his — James's I mean — marriage nor mine will in- 
terfere, it wad be a rest and repose to our minds to hae the 
thing settled — we have resolved, therefore, to make our own 
bairn, Morison, laird of Howeboddom — ^but Vol saying, lad, 
we winna let it spunk out just yet, else a' the weel-faured 
giglet gawpies from Loehmaben to the Mull will be setting 
their caps at the young laird—that is to be, of Howebo£ 

LOBD BOLDAir* l58 

*Moriaon wist not well what to say ; at last he •tammerad 
out— for ills heart was at his lipa, and the tears in his eyes 
— *'It i» like yon, Jeanie, and it is like your brother; but I 
cannot accept such a gift ; my heart is set on far lands and 
more stirhog scenes than this — ^where I shall either nuake 
a name, or return no more.** 

" Weel^ weel !" said Jeanie Rabson, ^ I am nae aTorse to 
yonr sojourning for a time in foreign lands ; though mony*B 
the fair face that gangs out and nerer returns ; Howebod- 
doa winna rin awa, and in our hands it will be aye growing 
bettoE. I kenned weel enough you would be for poshing 
your fortune ; I hae lang obsenred ye looking beyond Glen- 
gamoek hills. But when do ye think of ganging, Morison ; 
and whare d*ye think of ganging, and what in the wide 
world do you intend to do ?** 

Morison answered, ** I care not whither I ^o, east or west* 
or north or south ; and as for what V\\ do, if naught better 
ehanees, I shall e'en offer myself to some poor people whom 
the kings and noUes of the earth oppress — there are such in 
the world— imd die or live with them. Who cares for such 
a creature as Morison Roldan, the poor bastaid boy 1^ 

*^ 1 care for ye, Morison, and James Rabson cares for ye, 
and yonr mother cares for ye— and aboon a* God cares for 
ye, and ye will forget him when ye cast your yqung life awa 
in the daft gate ye talk of. Na, na ! that mauna be." 

^ It must be, Jeanie," exclaimed Morison ; " I cannot dwell 
in the land where my birth is a continual reproach. When 
I perilled my own life to redeem yon lovely creature from 
^e sea, what a clapping of hands there would have been 
had it been performed by any one else — ^nay, I think' as her 
sense returned, she looked on me as if she was even sorry 
to hare her life saved by such bands. Even Mattie of Four^ 
nerkland, whose whole soul is in a aows-lug purse, made 
tny birth a matter of scorn." 

The heiress smiled, and said, *' It sets Mattie Anderson 

. weel to gie hetsel airs : her father herded the hirsel of 

HowebocMom, and made his plack a bawbee, and no sae 

fairly neither— >and her a black smout of a thing ; walks ia- 

taed and has a beard*-I wonder what ye see atont her !" 

To this Morison answered, ^' I think, however, that to look 
about me in another land for a jrear or two would be bene* 
fieial. But, Jeanie, there's ae thing I have made up n;^y 
mind about, and that is, not even to step in between that 
aackless, soulless sumph of Cowplat and Howeboddom. I 
have been robbed of my own proper inheritance of unstained 
birthright, and I shall never, if I can help it, wrong others 
out of theirs.'' ' > 

^Heighho!" said Jeanie, '< there's nae robbing in the 
flsatter-^Howeboddom shaU gang to the poor^it shall en- 
dow a house and a hame for the helpless mad, and the sacl^* 


154 • hOKD ROLDAN. 

less insane, before it gangs to Cowplat. Besides, the thing's 
a* settled; fairly down in black and white; signed and 
sealed as the saying is. Jean Rabson"-^and she withdrew 
her -arm from Morison^s, and stood an inch taller-—** Jean 
Rabson never says ae thing and does another ; when she 
says hae she means hae. But, my bairn,*' and she placed 
-her hand on his, and looked" kindly in his face, ''Just whis- 
per to me when ye are minded to gang abroad, and I hae 
some siller which even our James disnae ken nf, which will 
be better in your pouch than in a hole of the wa', and may 
be useful even in foreign parts. But, oh Morison ! do nae- 
thing rashly." On this they parted; Jeanie returned to 
Hbweboddom, and Morison turned his face to the Elfin-glen. 

He turned his face homeward— his thoughts dwelt on his 
own condition, and on his probable lot in life. He fell into 
a fit of musing ; he crossed in fancy stormy seas ; he braved 
perils on land and water; he saw strange countries and 
splendid cities rising before him — but all his visions ended 
in strife and bloodshed. Wheresoever he went, his fancy 
supplied the very wind with a tongue to hollo bastard in his 
ear; and wherever he looked, he saw fierce looks and op- 
posing hands. He was awoke— for we may safely call such 
reveries dreaming-rby the startled cry of an owl, and paus^ 
ing and looking, he found himself a full mile out of his way 
home, and almost within the shadow of the Ladye Chapel. 
*^ It is strange," he said, " on going a road of my own <^oos- 
ing, and to keep tryst with Mattie Anderson — black smout 
she may be, 'but Jeanie was dreaming about the beard- 
heaven and earth, land and water, seemed up in arms to op- 
pose Aie; nay, a rival's envy was pushed into my path. 
And now, in this road, which I never dreamed of, not only 
do all the stars smile, and the winds consent, and the air 
allure with its balminess, but I am kept in a sort of mental , 
delirium, and know not where I am wandering till the 
haunted chapel rises before me. There seems to be a mean- 
ing—- a providence in this. I shall at least disabuse my 
fancy of an impression which it has received. This, too, is 
the fated time : the first night of the full moon of July. * I 
shall call on the spirit, which legends say abides within 
these holy walls, and as a Roldan, though a bastard one, ask 
it what my fate is to be : if it be silent and refuse to show 
itself, I shall proclaim the legend a lie, and the Ladye Spirit 
a figure of the imagination, and put faith in naught but rea- 
son and resolution.*' Having half thought and half uttered 
these sentiments he entered the ruin. 

It might be ten o'clock: the place was lonesome; the 
woods which enclosed it were gloomy ; some of the treea 
hoary, and dropping to pieces from extreme age ; while here 
and there thick, and at the dame time lofty groves, or rather 
bovrers of hoUy, with polished leaves and ruddy berries, gliU 

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iered to the stars, and seemed to hem it in with a natural 
wall The. chapel itself rose high above the trees, and was 
still an elegant ruin : the marks of the besiegers in two hur- 
ried border raids were yisible on the south side, wh^e a 
mount had been thrown up against it, and artillery placed ; 
but the firebrand of reformation had fallen on its roof, and 
consuming all that could be consumed, left it to the tender 
mercies of a zealous and illiterate mob, who mistaking Jesus 
Christ for Judas Iscariot, and St. Andrew and St. Allan, the 
patron saints of the house of Roldan, for the two thieves, 
smash^ them to pieces. Nor did a Virgin Mary, whom 
they mistook for tne lady of Babylon, fare any better; in 
short, the hammer of the congregation was laid upon all that 
bore the aspect of man, or appeared in the shape cf beast ; 
and nothing escaped save the massive walls, whose solid 
construction set at naught the hasty impulse of zeal under 
which tenderer matters were crushed like the flower beneath 
the furrow. 

All around and between the chapel and the greenwood a 
continuous swards nibbled close by sheep, and soft as velvet, 
' extended, save on the eastern side, which was occupied by a 
stream, in other places shallow,, and of small volume, but 
here deep and broad, and calm and clear as a looking-glass ; 
the chapel, the woods, and all stable things, including a few 
stars, were brightly imaged out. The extreme beauty and 
extreme loneliness of the place — for it stood within the poli- 
cies of the castle — were felt strongly by Morison, who, hav- 
ing made a circuit or two jpsund the walls, entered the chapel 
— ^not without additional reverence in his step, and an in- 
crease of awe at heart. The rubbish bad been removed ; the 
greensward had crept ia from the outside and extended it- 
self like a carpet over the whole floor, while several flower- 
ing shrubs rooting themselves in the jointed stones, threw 
down their tassels and tendrils till they approached the 
ground ; gravestones, and the full-length figures of recum- 
bent warriors — ^but broken and defaced — ^were placed against 
the wall, but so as not to obstruct the entrances to two or 
three little cells or chambers which were partly wrought out 
of the solid wall, and partly projected into the interior, 
masked and surmounted by carved screens of the richest 
Gothic workmanship. 

Morison seated himself on a broken fount : he looked at the 
starlight, for the moon was unrisen, glimmering through the 
fractured shafts of the windows ; at some dozen or so of 
stars swimming in tranquil beauty, apparently rather in the 
clear air than in the blue sky above the shattered roof; and 
be listened to each sound, whether of the greenwood or of 
the stream, which gave a momentary voice to the tranquil- 
lity of the night. He could not help saying to himself that 
otbex si^ts ^d^been witnessed by the stars on the spot 


where he sat than ruins worthy only of the bat and the owl ; 
and that other sounds than the murmur of the brook had 
been heard by those of his name when they knelt at the altar, 
and hung their banners up after battle or tournament. As he 
continued to sit and muse, the gentle sounds of the night, and 
the quiet glory of the air and sky became more audible and 
visible ; the cry of the owl from the ivy bower ; the voice of 
the fox on the shaggy hill ; the strea^^let of his native glen, 
dropping from rock to rock, and from linn to linn ; and the 
motion of the mouse over the velvet sward, with its cry 
scarcely more distinct than the rustle of its feet, were all in 
his ear by turns ; nay, he imagined the ticking of his watch 
was louder than usual, and that he heard his pulse beat. Ho 
shut his eyes for a minute or so, and when he opened them 
he thought the splendour of the night increased ; he stopped 
his ears, and when he removed his fingers he imagined that 
the voice of the stream was louder ; but when a star shot 
brightly along the sky and seemed to drop on the Ladye 
Chapel, he thought he heard its sough in the air ; it came 
sdso across his mind, that if earth held aught unearthly, now 
was the time for its appearance. These preparations on the 
part of nature, however, ushered in nothing, and Morison' 
watched till his sight grew not only weary but dim : he 
leaned against the wall, and closing his eyes, indulged him- 
self with a mental vision, since it seemed he was not to be' 
honoured with a real one. With the stars above his head 
and the night dews under his feet, Morison mused on the 
spirit which tradition gave to. the Ladye Chapel, and on 
Lady Rose with the long locks and the bright eyes, whom 
he rescued from the wreck. He hesitated to believe that 
amid the tranquil beauty of such a scene the epirit would 
appear, but wished in his heart that some hand, he cared not 
whether of this world or the next, would lift the dark cloud • 
Irom the future ; he dared the spirit of the place to show it- 

When afterward relating his dream or vision, Morison at 
this place made a pause, and intimated that tjhe conclusion 
of the scene seemed to partake of both worlds. That it wae 
wholly real he could not believe ; that it was altogether vis- 
ionary he felt it impossibleio persuade himself, since he had 
substantial tokens to the contrary. In truth, he considered 
it part real and part imaginary, and that actual events were 
mingled wondrously with a sleeper^s dream. 

He heard, as he dared the spirit to show itself, a soUnd 
resembling the rustling of silks and the rushing of wings, 
mingled with whispering tongues, in which he imagined his 
own name was named. The air grew c^lm in a moment, 
and breathed of dew and balm; an approaching light, like the 
radiance of a star, sparkled along the floor, and glimmered 
upon the walls around. While he sat wondering, a female 

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fonn, with a wreath of floweri in her left hand and a awoid 
in her right, entered the rain, and at once walked up to him. 
She was of great beauty : her feet, though bare, were jew^ 
elJed, for they ^winkled as she walked, and her locks, though 
long and unbound, seeihed fixed to her neck and shoulders 
by some invisible means — ^while the wind waved them they 
shone and sparkled as if sown with diamonds. Her dress 
was wholly white, and reached from her neck below her 
knees. She looked full in Morison's face* exhibiting the 
wreath and sword, and appeared desirous to be spoken to; 
but awe and something else kept him silent, lor his visitant 
seemed now of this world and now of the other, and some- 
times of both. At one moment he was about to address her 
as the Lady Rose, for a smile g:lanced over her features 
which reminded him of the dance in which she was his part- 
ner—in another moment he felt disposed to ily from her 
presence, so much did she seem a spirit. 

At last she spc^e : the voice was gentle but commanding. 

" Morison Roldan," she said, " why are you here — ^why do 

you abide in a land where the words of the meanest churi 

pain yon-^whose sons call you base bora, and whose daugh* 

ters think it a reproach to be seen with you in the dance, or 

under the trysting tree ? Your destiny calls you elsewhere 

-^o ! be seen in this land no more tiU your name and fame 

are such that your native place shall welcome you back 

even as June welcomes her roses. Abide, and wo awaits 

you; wo, which will come upon you as a blast of evil wind 

when it bUghts the flower in the field — ^as the breath of the 

elf that blights the babe on the mother's knee." She had 

spoken thus far, when heavy steps and the rastling of the 

holly boughs intimated the approach of more than one pet" 

son. She held up her finger, dropped the sword at his feet, 

and vanished. 

Morison started up, and was about to follow, when two 
figures suddenly entered the rain, whom he at once per- 
ceived to be Lord Roldan and Captain Corsbane. He stepped 
back, withdrew silently into the crypt, from, which a stair 
ascended to the summit of the rain, and with one foot on 
the first step listened to their conversation, adjusting at the 
same time his pistols, which he carried with him on sdl ez« 
cnrsions, and holding the sword, the gift of the spirit, in his 
hand. . It was as well he listened, ibr the conversation con* 
ceraed him nearly. 

'* You surprise me !-' said Lord Roldan. " Where can the 
boy have acquired all this knowledge— and .above all, who 
has taught him, and for what purpose has he learned such 
eJDBrcises 1" 

*' How am I to know V' said the captain. " I live, yoa 
know, on sea, and Morison dwells on land t But that he has 
acquired them is certain. Gad! I did but say something 4o 



hira about the necessity of a knowledgfe of his weapon if hd 
desired to prosper on salt water, when out he whips a pistol* 
and damme ! at five-and-twenty paces, knocked the head off 
a sea hawk with a single ball, else niay I never more snap 
flint over powder." 

" Well," replied Lord Roldan, " he takes after his race. 
But you know how much I have been harassed about this 
boy : the rude clouterly sons of the sheepfold and the furrow 
cannot pass without insulting me either about his mother or 
himself. * You are a base -person,' cries one; *for Mary 
Morison was better and bonnier than the worthiest of your 
kin.* * And you are but a cruel lord and a cursed fool,* 
cries a second ; * for there's no such a lad for beauty and 
talent in the south country as poor Morison Roldan.' And 
it was but this morning that a foul old woman — folk more 
foolish than herself believe her to be a witch — told me 
boldly to my.face that I should live to weep tears of blood 
and utter sighs that would scald me, for not at once owning, 
as she called it, my marriage with his mother, and making 
him the heirpf my land and name." 

Captain Corsbane hitched up his cutlass belt, took a stride 
or two across the floor, and then said, ** So Nanse is in the 
song, too 1 Then damme if I know what to say about it ! 
She mayn't be such a witch as Mother Carey, who sold her 
carrion sea fowl for barn-door chickens ; nor yet so far ben 
with old Lucifer as Dame Heckles of Lapland, from whom 
we could not only buy a blasted good wind, but success in 
battle too ! No : Nanse mayn't be altogether a witch, but 
damme if I feel any inclination to cross her ! DidnH she 
fbresee the storm that laid Lord Thomas in the hollow of 
Glengarnock Bay 1 And didn't she prophesy — ^d a cursed 
long yarn she made of it— didnH she prophesy that I should 
get more cuffs than crusadoes if I ventured into the Spanish 
Main ? If Nanise be ih the song, I know not what to say." 

'' But I know," said Lord Roldan, " what to do as well as 
what to say. I will ensure you for a groat against all the 
storms that Nanse can raise : so you must even perform 
this little bit of work for me. I tell you that it will aid me 
much, and make your own fortune. You have only to carry 
him west for a ^ear or so. 

"Ay, ay," said the captain; "it is easy to. carry, but 
we must catch him first catch ! I tell you what ; it must 
be done warily, else some of us will be floored. 1 wish you 
had but seen the audacious whelp when he followed me, 
and demanded the trinkets which he said I had forgotten — 
ay ! * forgotten' was his'word — to restore to the young lady, 
your Rose Roldan, you know. Gad ! when I bent my brow 
and touched my belt, he smiled, and pointing with his finger, 
said, ^ My pistols are at hand, too, and the powder is not 
wetted.' Some of us will be dished $ get our broth, damme 1*^ 


' The speech was interrapted by Lord Roldan, who fmt a 
parse of gold iuto the corsair^s hand so far exceeding his 
nopesi that his tone was instantly changed. ^ After all," 
he said, ** the boy is a fine bpy, and has some maritime taste 
—five hundred, ray lord, is not too much though for the job* 
I love him, too, because of the spice of the devil, or the house 
of Roldan— no offence— in his nature ; you must make it 
seven hundred if I dispose of him judiciously. Gad ! it's a 

Pleasure to have such a commodity of air and fire on hand ; 
e will be a credit to me in the Aiarket ; but I tell you again 
there's risk in it.'' 

During this speech, Lord Roldan listened and looked 
anxiously around, and signing to Corsbane, pointed to the 
crypt in which iMorison was concealed. The captain turned 
towards the door, continuing still to speak, unsheathing at 
the same time his hanger ; and just when he said, ** there's 
risk in it," words which he uttered loudly, he reached the 
recess at a bound, exclaiming, ** Yo ho, friend, have I found 
vou !" Bu^ a mind so prompt and foot so active were not to 
be surprised. Morisou was a dozen steps in advance even 
before Corsbane reached the foot of the stair ; he ascended 
with the swiftness of a bird, and reaching a window some 
twenty feet from the lawn, leaped at once upon the green- 
sward, and dashing into one of the winding glades, msule for 
the Elfin-glen with something of the careless speed of the 
swallow, which, though hunted by a hawk, seems more to 
amuse itself in the air than put forth the full force of its 

On reaching the brook which ran southward from the 
ruin, Morison paused, and, looking back, saw Lord Roldan 
on the top of the wall motioning with his hand to some one 
on the ground below. *^ Let him come," Morison muttered, 
and examined his pistols; " my aim is as sure by the moon 
—thanks to thee, fair planet, for rising — as it is by the sun. 
But not amid these treacherous hollies shall 1 jeopard my« 
self; let him meet me on the. bare plain if he dares !" As 
he said thi» he started away ; for the muttered curse, as well 
as the crashing, bough, told that Corsbane was at hand. 

A deep and thickly-wooded glen now interposed, and into 
this Morison precipitated himself with the alacrity of one to 
whom each tree, and cavern, and nook was familiar. Often 
had he sought hind berries, and nuts, and birds' nests in its 
banks and thickets; and ^oped trouts for his mother's din- 
ner, as well as his own, m the little basins and pools. All 
this and more flashed on^im as he*threadcd at full speed 
its thickets; he thought on his mother's wrongs and on 
his own ; he reflected on the insults to which he was ex- 
posed from the base and vulgar minded ; and he had heard 
to-nig^ht, with horror, that his own desired to be rid of 
bioif nor hesitated about the means. He slackened hi^ 




p^ce ; he was working his heart into a hardness suitable to 
the- shedding of blood ; and as he emerged from the glen and 
stood on the plain upland, he said, '* Not another foot shall I 
fly for all the sons of men — nay, for all the fiends in hell;" 
^s he said this he took out his pistols, turned their locks to 
the moon, examined the priming, and stamping on the ground* 
exclaimed, " Two may meet— one only shall go away !" 

As he spoke, tie looked to the ground, and saw with deep emo- 
tion that he was standing on the gravestone of one of the mar- 
t3nrs slain, nay, murdered, in other days for conscience* sake ; 
nor did it lessen the throbbing of his heart when he reflected 
that the humble peasant who slept in dust belpw was shot 
down by tjie hand of his own ancestor in^he act of |5rayer, and 
tiiat the inscription echoed but the voice of the country, in 
calling for vengeance on the house of his destroyer. Mori- 
son stepped reverently from the stone, and gazing around him 
said, '* Who has authorized me to come here and shed blood I 
The martyr fell in the cause of Christ^in the vindication 
6f the truth — in defence of religious freedom ; if 1 fall, it is 
in revenge of worldly wrongs — not here, not here, must sueh 
a thing be ;*' and he retired a hundred paces or so, and again 
stood still. He awaited his adversary in vain; Captain 
Corsbane had no desire to overtake, let alone to face his 
young foe, and he but followed him down the glen to show 
that he was zealous, and moreover to ascertain for himself 
who was the hearkener of their plot. This he made out 
withoi)t personal risk : on reaching the gorge of the glen he 
/ slipped into a thicket, and thence by the li^ht of the moon, 
now risen clear and brilliant, he saw Morison stand on the 
martyr^s stone, and was so near, that he heard some of his 
exclamations ; but all this he resolved to keep to himself. 

*' You might as well follow three ell of wind," said Cors- 
bane, half breathless, when he returned to the Ladye Chapel« 
" and hope to overtake it, as pursue such a will o' wisp.. 
New face — donHknow him : gad ! he moved like a shadow— 
- damme! — like a spirit — are there such things about this 
place, my lord !** without waiting for an answer, he grumbled 
mto his cravat— "But never mind! your damned clever 
chaos are always the easiest done ; a fellow with a head as 
thicK as a bombshell — ^a mere ass, who cannot keep the 
worms fropd the kale, will outwit and baffle one, while your 
clever fellow believes in his own wisdom, and swallows like 
a shark the rancid bacon, damme ! rusty hook and all." 

<' Well, well," said Lord Roldan, «' let it pass ; but to re 
sume the matter ! Mind, do the boy no wrong — harm not a 
hair of his head — ^land him in Hispaniola— set him free; give 
him this purse, and let fortune work her will with him : fail 
in this, and face pie if you dare ! You had better leave 
upper air at once, than seek to deceive me^I have said 

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" I loiow you well, my lord,** said Conbane, grnfflv, ** and 
that it's not safe to cross your will— as this poor lad, damme ! 
can testify ; but 111 bide by bargain ; no man, nor lord nei- 
ther, could ever say that Dick Corsbane broke his W9rd. 
It's not the first time I have ventured on a losing bargain 
though : and let me tell you ! but for the saucy boldness of 
this ba8tar4 braggart — ^nay, I meant no harm— damme ! if I ' 
had undertaken this neat bit of business after 4ill.** Here 
they parted, smd Corsbane returned to Glengaraoek Bay, re- 
volving in his own mind how he should entrap Morison, of 
whose courage and promptitude of soul he had some dread. 
'^ It could easily be done, damme,** he growled, " but the 
eavesdropping bastard no doubt heard much that passed be- 
tween his worthy father and me, and will be as wild to lure 
as a bird in summer. I wish, after all, that I could but win 
him over to myself; a raw haspan of a callan, and so curs- 
iedly clever, so up to everything— what will he be when 
he*s a man ? But damme, that won*t do ! Dick Corsbane, 
that cock won't fight. He*ll win the men's hearts from me, 
and take my bonnie Wildfire to himself. Ay, ay, I must 
stick by the original plan.** « 

The reflections of Lord Roldan were in another mood. 
He thought on earlier days ; on the merits of Mary Mori- 
son ; nor did he hesitate to dp justice to the worth, as well 
as looks^ of the boy whom he had neglected and wronged. 
But he had wooed and won a lady in another land, and de- 
sired to be freed from the reproach of the presence of Mori- 
son. As Lady Winifred v^as gone, and Lord Thomas had 
perished, he was now sole representative of the name ; in 
the prime of lii^, and his bride young, he despaired not of 
heirs ; and already saw, in fancy, a long line of descendants 
and the glory of his name revived in the land. These were 
matters concealed within his own breast; he shared such 
secrets with no one, and full of hope, he appeared with a 
smiling face, and had a kind word to all, ana the people of 
the vade were heard to say, *^The deil's no sae ill as he's 
ea'd — ^there's hope for Satan yet, since adversity has mended 
the nature of Lord Roldan." 




A pUgae upon both yoar houses. 


When Moiison entered his little chamber, he removed part 
of his dress to tool himself, and withdrawing the sword from 
its sheath, several pieces of gold dropped on the floor* 
" This blade," he said, " is no vision : it seems good-tem- 
pered steel, and here are dints upon it, indicating that it has 
seen service. Nor are these coins of elfin workmanship, or 
of visionary gold." He examined the pieces, they were of 

Seat value, and of great rarity : coins memorable in Scot- 
[id by the name of Bonnet Pieces, and composed of native 
metal from the mines of Crawford Moor. He looked at the 
sword, and at tlw gold again and again: thought over' the 
looks and words of the Ladye Spirit who had come as it 
were at his bidding, and he lay down but to dream of the 
adventure, and to see in distant and dim prospect the way to 
which her words seemed to marshal him. 

When he awoke in the morning, other events of the eve- 
ning pressed on his mind : he thought of Lord Roldan, and the 
escape whTch he owed to his own activity and presence of 
mind. He felt that he was to be made the victim of the 
baron's pride, and resolved to be on his guard, and not to be 
surprised into a situation out of which he could only escape 
by captivity or death ; but above all, he determined to go at 
once to the castle, demand an interview, and require justice 
at Lord Roldan's hand for his mother and for himself. This 
resolution was confirmed by another glance at the sword, 
and by recalling th« words of the fair vision that presented 
it — perhaps he hoped to have an opportunity of comparing 
the looks of Lady Rose as well as her voice with those of 
the spirit ; nor shall we try to conceal the poetic fancy that 
flashed on his mind, of persuading the baron to bestow his 
hand where many believed he had bestowed his heart. 

When he had Jormed this resolution, and dressed himself 
in his neatest and best attire, his mother entered the cham- 
ber. ** Morison, my bairn," she said, '* what ail^ you^l 
your sleep is not sound, for I hear you call out in your 
dreams as if you were fording some deep river, or perilling 
your life in some heady battle. Oh my bairn, these dreams 
QQ not become a preacher of the word : ye should pray, 

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MoriflOD; ye sliould do mair than your datv duly mom and 
night. But it a* comas of these wearyfu^ pistolsy which, 
though weapons of your ain kin, my bainiy are weapons of 
wrath and sorrow. And then ye aye bear them about with 
ye. What, what will become of ns ! ye wiU do some rash 
act, but I*m glad ye have them not with ye now. Oh let mo 
keep them for ye.*' 

Morison looked in hia mother's face, and said, *' I take 
thera not with mc now, dearest— -dearest mother, lest I 
should be tempted in a moment of passion and agony to use 
them, where they should not be used. Oh mother ! mother ! 
ever since I saw the light of day, this world has been a scene 
of suffering to me, because I saw that yoiT suffered ; and 
since I began to think and reflect, it has been a scene of suf- 
fering to myself, because the wroog which Lord Roldan did 
to you has been a constant upcast to me by the mean-souled 
and the brutal-hearted. But 1 shall know to-day what is to 
be our fate in the land, or I shall know wherefore." 

Mary was alarmed by the words, and more by the looks 
of her son : she saw that tranquil resolution and inflexibility 
of purpose written on his brow, which was the basis of her 
own character, and was alarmed accordingly. ** What words 
are these, my bairn,'' she said, ^ and about whom are they 
spoken V* And she grew pale, and laid both bands on the 
back of a chair, and supported herself till he, should answer. 
'* They are spoken of Lord Roldan," said Morison, calmly ; 
" I go this morning to the castle to learn from his own 
lips — ^" Here the youth paused, and seemed desirous to 
say no more. 

"And learn what, Morison t" said his mother ; '* have we 
not all learned enough from that quarter to make us denu 
rous of asking no more : bide at hame, my bairn, and learn 
to be humble-minded. Oh, aboon a', pray to God to be deliv- 
ered from folly such as you seem about to commit." 

" Mother," said Morison, *' you lost your station among 
the matrons of this land because you had no one to take 
your part — no father to deniand justice for a beloved, a beau- 
tiful' daughter ; no brother to draw his sword in his sister's 
quarrel, and screen her from a shame which she did not 
merit ; but, mother, you, have a son who now can and who 
will demand that which is due both to you and to himself. 
Oh, if you knew all,'you would say. Go, my son, go, and a 
mother's, an injured woman's blessing go with you." 

*' You talk mysteriously, Morison," she replied ; '* what 
have you beard, what have you seen, and what do you know, 
that has made you so resolute, so self-willed ?" 

*' I have heard, and I have seen enough. My presence is 
such a reproach to Lord Roldan that he seeks to banish me. 
I saw the price paid, and I heard the words spoken-— bat 
they have yet to take me !" 


" My son," said Mary, composedly, and raising her hands, 
"you but dream; Lord Roldan has greatly, has deeply 
wronged me ; I leave that to God to settle, for vengeance is 
not mine-; but I cannot beheve that he means as you say, he 
has yet enough of nobleness of soul to keep him from that ; 
no, Mbrison, you have seen wrong, you have heard amiss — 
and yet, oh my bairn, this is an awful world, and warily must 
we walk on our way in it." 

. " I must walk my way warily," said Mofison, " for the 
ship rokes in the bay that has to carry me into slavery. 
The money of my blood is paid — but 1 am not yet taken." 
He passed hi^mother swiftly as he spoke, and ere 'she was 
aware, rushed out of the house, and took his way to Roldan 

The castle and all around presented a new scene to Mori- 
son. As he entered the avenue he gazed on the ancient 
trees, oak, ash, and elm, which stood rather than grew on 
each side ; some of them were wholly dead^ and the thick 
bark had fallen from them in flakes ; some were gone in the, 
heart, but green on the outside, and in one or two of them he 
heard the murmur and the swarming of bees, and imagined ' 
the smell of honey scented the air around ; not a few had 
lost immense branches in resisting the sudden winds of the 
district, and Morison remarked that one only towered up in 
summer beauty; not a bough was broken, while beneath it a 
group of deer reposed, and on its summit a thrush, was 
perched, pouring down its melody through the branches. 
The gate stood open, and , seemed indeed to be seldom 
closed. Morison walked into the place without hesitation, 
and stood at once in front of the old baronial pile, which, 
moated round and guarded with flanking towers, and wear- 
ing in its looks the scars of a twofold warfare with time and 
enemies, rose lofty and strong, and seemed Ukely to endure 
for centuries. It was time-worn and neglected, and allowed' 
to trust to the strength of its masonry for preservation ; the 
arms of the family were nearly obliterated, the fountains 
which had for centuries thrown up their rainbows of water 
as high as the battlements were choked up, and a formidable 
figure of a hunter, called by the rustics Jock and the Horn, 
whose province had been to blow water over the lawn, lay 
smashed in two. Tradition, which will allow little to be 
done in a common way, said the statue was struck down by 
a thunderbolt. 

Morison looked but for a moment on this unwonted sight ; 
he had that on his heart which permitted him but to glance 
his eye over the scene, and to see that it was fair. He 
went to the entrance in the front ; the door stood open, and 
an old man who sat dozing in a large chair looked on him 
Btranffely, and said, **What would you, young sirt whsU 
would you!" 


Morison turned full upon biniy and replied, "I eome to 

speak to Lord Roldan.** 

The yoice and look seemed to bewilder the porter. ** Wha 
can he be, that has got the tloldan tongue, and the Roldaa 
glance, that I dinna ken !^' he mattered ; '' and wha shall I 
say desires to speak to Lord Roldan 1 What name am I to 
give r' 

" I have no name,'* said Morison, colouring ; *' but before 
I leave this castle I shall have one — so show me the way to 
the hall of audience, else I must seek it for myaelf." 

''A right Roldan, by the blessed MaryT' exclaimed the 
old man ; '^ sae HI e'en show him ben to my lord, as sure 
as my name's John Camiders." With steps which'on the 
even lloors o( the castle wer« infirm and tottering, did John 
Carruders conduct the youth till he came to the large door« 
which, unclosing at the middle, admitted visiters to what 
the peasantry called the judgment hall. Re touched a 
spring, the doors expanded, and ushering Morison in, he said, 
"A young gentleman to speak with Lord Roldan," retired, 
and leil him. to make the rest of his way himself. 

Lord Roldan was seated in the carved chair in which his 
mother died ; a hat and i^ume, with buff gloves, such as 
those worn by cavaliers of the civil wars, lay carelessly be- 
side him ; while a sword, sheathed, supported his right hand, 
and his eyes, cast upward, seemed to intimate that he was 
sitting in judgment. The youth bowed slightly, and walking 
up firmly and composedly, said, '^ I am the son of Mary 
Morison, and I come to speak to Lord Roldan.** 

Lord Roldan looked on him with some surprise^ and not 
without some emotion of heart, and then said, *' Wait a few 
moments, young man.'* He continued silent for a little 
while and then said aloud, *'Raeburn, leave me for five 
minutes, and when my seneschal comes to you, return. I 
like what you have done greatly ; there is nature without 
any aifectation, and breadth and vigour without minute 
detail. You have massed the whole boldly.'* The painter 
bowed to the compliment, and retired ; nor deeply as Morison 
felt his own situation, did he fail to observe that the eminent 
artist had produced a noble likeness, nor missed the melan- 
choly air peculiar to the Lords of Roldan. 

He was about to rise from his chair, when Morison said, 
'*Sit still — I come to Lord Roldan for justice, and 1 think it 
a good omen to find him in the judgment seat.*' 

The fiather looked on the son — remarked his noble looks 
and bold expression, to which the throb of his heart lent 
dignity ; nor did he fail to observe his handsome form and 
graceful air. " What is it you want, young man — what do 
you desire of me,t Take time and reflect ; I shall not wil- 
iiogly say you nay." 
' *' It requires neither time nor reflection,'^ said the youths 


** what I desire may be expressed in few words. They are 
these : Father, marry my mother/^ He folded his arms over 
his bosom, looking sadly, but not without hope, in his father's 

** Sir," replied Lord Roldan, with a calm voice, " you de- 
sire what may not be. This is indeed the first time that 
any one has dared to speak to me on this matter; but it is 
not the first timo it has been present to my own mind. Your 
mother was lovely — nay, is lovely stiJl — for I see her when 
she knows not I am nigh ; and she is better than beautiful — 
she is good and noble minded. But were she the loveliest 
and best of all the daughters of Adam, there is a gulf which 
separates us that cannot be passed : with one of the menials 
of this house Lord Roldan would think it infamy to wed. 
Now do you understand me 1" 

" I hear you, my lord," said Morison, " and I understand 
you ; but your ideas are not mine, nor are they of nature or 
of God. The rank at the foot of which, like a bloody idol 
of old, you sacrifice the beauty and the worth which you de- 
luded, IS but a poor distinction invented by man, and be- 
stowed often, not on God Almighty's noblemen, but on the 
base and the servile. It is at the best a stamp which is 
doomed to wear out, and as it pleases God to give genius 
of the highest order to men bom in the lowest condition, it 
would be well if high lords and mighty earls received it as 
a rebuke of their presumption, and admitted, with humility, 
that God after all knew best." 

'* These sentiments," replied Lord Roldan, and not with- 
out something like an offended tone, " are not new } tney 
are the words with which the vulgar sooth themselves when 
they see the noble and the far-descended go past ; they are 
the offspring of vulgar envy, and entertained by those bom 
and educated in a lowly station. I have heard that you 
are fond of poetry ; did you ever observe the sky in a cloud* 
less night t there is the moon, there are the planets, and 
there are the common stars — ^this is the order of God ; yet 
there are greater and lesser lights. You see even the rules 
of nature sustain the dignities who govern the earth." He 
rose from his chair as he spoke ; paced slowly along the 
floor; sometimes glancing at his son, sometimes at the pic- 
tures of his ancestors, with which the walls were crowded : 
he paused when Morison spoke. 

** And is this the answer a son is to receive who comes to 
demand redress of deep wrongs and rankling injuries 1" ex- 
claimed the youth, placing his hat on his brow, and confront- 
ing Lord Roldan with a look which might have passed for 
the reflection of his own, since pride and burning anger were 
painted on both. *' You should have remembered your far- 
deScended lineage when you made vows to my mother 
which you have broken like dicers* oaths ; you should have 


thought on the infamy, proud lord, which you were hhnging 
upon the guileless and the innocent by your false oaths ; and 
more, you should have dreaded that your guilty, your infa- 
mous love might create something so truly your own image 
id body and mind, that it would, in the fulness of time, de- 
mand justice as I do now, and think of vengeance on its re- 
jection. '* He laid his hand on Lord Roldan^s sword as he 
spoke, balanced it for a moment, tiien tossed it from him to 
his father's feet, and added, '* Let me die by the hand of him 
who gave me being, since he refuses to make that being en- 

It would have seemed to a witness of this strange scene, 
that Lord Roldan was neither affected nor incensed by the 
bold language of his son : he had made op his mind on the 
matter, and resolved on all that he was to sajT^or do* 
*' Young man," he said, as he kicked the sword aside, ** such 
words and such actions are unbecoming ; but I overlook and 
forgive them." 

*'' If they are unbecoming, my lord," said Morison, bow- 
ing, ** it but shows that he to whom I owe my being has not 
been solicitous about my education." 

^* I must, I see," replied the baron, '* be brief. You have 
come to desire that I should wed your mother. Sooner, 
shall Glengarnock flow run into the Sol way — sooner — " 

Here he was interrupted by a servant, who, in breathless 

haste, and neglectful of all ceremony, burst into the hail, 

.exclaiming, '' It's fulfilled — ^it's fulfilled! the prophecy is 

gude and true ! Ye may see it from the castle, my lord. 

What will happen next !" 

*' And what has happened now, sirrah ?" said Lord Roldan ; 
" has Crifiel sunk in Solway 1" 

" Oh waur nor that !" cried the messenger ; ** Glengar'^ 
nock flow has ta'en to the sea: I 'saw it running down the 
brae a mile wide, and ten feet deep, as black as ink : the 
hares fled first, and had ye but seen the linnets and lave- 
rocks, poor harmless things !" 

Lord Roldan could not for his heart avoid looking at Mori-* 
son : he motioned the messenger away, and then said, 
" This is a strange coincidence : I shall deal no more in 

He paused, and Morison sharply said, ^ Had vows never 
been made, or better kept, I should not have stood a hope* 
less suppliant here in my father's hall to-day." 

** Sirrah, sirrah !" exclaimed the baron ; *\rein that mala- 
pert tongue of thine, and listen. With thy mother I may 
not wed. Thou art, indeed, my son, and — ^" 

" My lord," replied Morison^ his heart swelling, his brow 
burning, and his eyes flashing, "sooner shall I call the 
meanest wretch who infests the earth father ! I have no 


father*-thi8 is the first time I have pronounced the name- 
it shall be the last V 

** I could find a way to restrain all this,'* was the answer 
of the baron ; " but it is needless ; a spirit so insolent and 
intractable will be admonished ere it breathes long in the 
world. Since you will accept none of my help and follow 
none of my counsel, I must desire you to begone — leave this 
house instantly, and take such fate as awaits you." 

" The fate which awaits me, sir," said Morison, " is not, 
perhaps, such as you desire — not such as you have p^annod 
— not such as you have paid for. A brighter lot will, I know, 
be mine. The bastard boy of Mary Morison ^oes out in 
darkness to come back in light ; the day is not distant when 
you will be glad to be forgotten. Farewell ! but not for 
ever.'* He fa^ed to Lord Roldan, walked calmly forth, be- 
stowed a crown piece on the aged porter, and passing 
through the gate, entered the avenue of aged trees which 
led from the castle. 

His way home lay nigh the Ladye Chapel, and thither did 
he direct* his steps, not to gaze at the ruins, but rather to 
commune with his own >mind, and form some resolution 
amid his hopes and his despair respecting his future life. 
He sat down on the same stone which he had occupied on 
the evening before : the sun was shining through the shat- 
tered roof instead of the stars ; for the cry of the ow] he 
had the song of the thrush, and the amorous wail of the 
wood dove mingled with the murmur of the running stream 
— the sight and the sound soothed him. Ae smiled, and 
folding his arms over his bosom, made hid thoughts audible. 
*' What," he murmured, "is there in this lot of mine that 
should make me despair? I am young ; I am strong; I am 
active. I can do anything which I set my mind for." 

" Then," said a sharp charking voice beside him^ " I wish 
ye would be a clerk to the great firm of Heddles, Treddles, 
warp. Waft, and Company, for our assistant died yesterday. 
He complained of fourteen hours' of quilldriving daily, and 
as Treddles avers actually kicked the bucket for the purpose 
of nonplussing us in the commencement of our great under- 
taking." The speaker stepped into the chapel : it was Hugh 
Heddles himself, and the offer was made in all sincerity, for 
he had observed the character of MorisotI, and prophesied 
that the lad would either make a spo«n or spoil a horn, as 
the tinker's proverb words it. 

Morison, who remembered his own lofty language in the 
castle, felt that to sit down as a clerk in the firm of this new 
company, however much it suited his desolate condition, 
was quite out of keeping with his hopes as well as his 
wishes ; he therefore civilly declined the proposal and rose 
to begone. 

LORD KOLBAlf. 169 

* ** Nay, nay,^ said the manufactturer, " don*t be distnrbed 
/br me; I come not, I warrant you, to look on the open 
stitch, herringbone sort of woriL of this old ridile, and rave 
about its beauty when the moon is at the full ; yet I dare say 
the • grassplot about it would do capitally to bleach linen on, 
though not equal to our new scientific process ; but I come 
to examine the capabilities of the place, to see to whrt use 
I could turn this bum here : water is a beautiful arm in sci* 
ence ; wherever there is a fall of water there is a diamond 
mine. Ye donH understand that now !** 

*' I only know," said Morison, ** that running water turns 
wheels, that wheels move machinery, and that by means of 
machinery many of the wants of man are supplied at a 
cheaper rate than heretofore.*^ 

'* Then ye are in a fair way of comprehending,*^ said Hed- 
dies, ** the' great philosophical principles on which the whole 
science of domestic and national economy is founded, and 
that makes mc regret the more that ye refuse to fill the 

Slace of Robert Telfer,a hard-working creature, but far from 
right-— killed himself as Treddles avers to nonplus us.*' 

'* I have heard,** said Morison, " that maehinery is effect- 
ing great changes in the world." 

** Changes !" exclaimed Heddles, '* I believe you. It will 
turn the world upside down, man: and high time it were. 
We have been snooled for half^ score of centuries by fel* 
lows with half a dozen names apiece, sharp spurs, long 
swords, and feathers in their bonnets. Machinery will kick 
them off the earth to try their luck at sea, and follow them 
there and drown them. Oh, it*s a grand thing to behold those 
fellows of six-and-thirty clear descenta fairly nonplussed ; 
turned topsyturvy by wood and iron only : it*8 like knocking 
one of the seven champions of Christendom down with a 
bamman*s flail." 

Morison smiled. *' Well," he said, " afler all, it*8 wood 
against wood ; machine against machine. There's as nmch 
humanity in a check reel or a spinning jenny, as 'in some 
men of high degree." 

'* As much !" exclaimed Heddles ; " there's mickle mair, 
roan : ye wrang machinery in the comparison. First and 
foremost, machines gang on improving ; men of high descent 
grow worse and worse. Secondly; machines work, and that 
long and patiently, cheered by a drop of oil ; the machine 
cadled a lord never works, and one of them swallows more 
wine at a downsiiting than would provide oil for half the 
machines of the island. Thirdly, a machine keeps its word, 
begets no children, nor leaves the world to provide for them, 
and never browbeats ye with big words and the threatened 
blow ; whereas, these king-created machines break their 
oaths and boast on't ; scatter their children over the world 
as the Ytona scatters unfledged crow-gorbs round the pines 

Vol.. I.— H, ^ 15 



of Dalswinton, and gallop over them when they have done* 
Young man, you have wronged machinery by your eom<* 

" But then/' replied Morison, '* you will create another 
race of those sons of Anak, who may be disposed to make 
their supper^on what the others spared from dinger. " 

^ You must,^' said the other, ** come down to Heddle hal]« 
and have the film removed from your eyes : you are in the 
dark yet respecting the great philosophical and philanthrop* 
ical principles about to be established. Is it not a wonder* 
ful mvention which bids man sit down and repose himj 
while, like one of the fabled brownies, it performs the work 
of a hundred hands. Is it not a Wonderful invention which 
removes, as it were, the original ciitse of a sweaty brow from 
m'aU) and spins, and weaves, and sows, and sails^ and reaps, and 
travels, and all for his sake, and in his service ? Is it not a 
grand invention which levels all ranks, and clothes the na* 
ked,attd feeds the hungry, and will not permit one man to be 
the slave of another T Young man, you must enter into 4he 
service of the firm, and in the process of time^ when ,we 
have proved your merits, you may be found worthy of be- 
coming one of the house of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft» 
and Company." 

Morison was about to answer, when the manufacturer ex> 
claimed, " Time is money ! time is money ! these ten min- 
utes consumed in conversation would have enabled me to 
ascertain the level of this little idle stream here, and its ca* 
pabilities in aid of our great philosophical principles* The 
great fiirst cause had a meaning in everything, and I inake 
no doubt the day wj)l come when the sang of the bird wiU 
be found useful as well as musical; nay, when the bur* 
docken will yield nourishment to man. But time is money—' 
time is money." And away went the head of the firm of 
Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company, examining 
the stream like one seeking for grains of gold. 

**This man," said Morison, '* whose whole soul has en* 
tered into his machinery, must be my preceptor— 'from him I 
must learn that concentration of thought, tnat union of pur- 
pose, without which our efforts are made at random, and all 
man^s toil is vain. Here, by incessant attention and indus- 
try, he will achieve a fortune, and finally, I am persuaded, 
prevail in Uie race of eminence against the titled and the far« 
descended. I must be up, therefore, and be doing; the 
sword and the gold of my vision indicate the way. My 
heart beats more to the sound of the trumpet than to the din 
of the mill wheel ; and whether the intimation comes from 
the other world, or from this, I obey its meaning. I seem 
possessed b}^ a higher and a nobler feeling ; the spurit's words 
■till sound in my ears as a music to move me to darinr 
deeds, and in the moment of donbt and peril, she shall stiU. 

LOBB ROLDAir. 171 

^ in my sights waving mt on to fortone and gloiy*** He 
mse as ne spcke ; and lo ! the spirit to whom be alluded 
Vf9$ either painted on the air, or stood in reality before 

Whatever the shape of last night might have been, the form 
which now presented itself was that- of the Ladv Rose. It 
was evident that she re|;arded Morison as her brother, for 
she at once went up to him, took the hand which he wonld 
fain have offered, and said, *' Dearest Monson ! I heard 
yoar parting words at the casile, and lest you should utterly 
despair, 1 have followed you thither, to tell you that- one at 
least with Roldan blood in her veins cares for you, and de» 
sires yon to be comforted.'' 

**Lady — Rose — sister,^ since your looks desire. it," said 
Morison, wetting her hand with tears, which till then be 
had not shed — ** that I have not despaired utterly, I roust 
thank yon — ^your words of gentleness on that niffht of music 
and joy — your words of admonition when you chose to per- 
eonate the Ladye Spirit in this ruin last night, all are treaa- 
nred— " 

*' Nay, now,** said Rose, *' yon snrpri^ me ; the night of 
masic and joy 1 have not — shall not forget. But the Spirit 
of the Chapel, last night — ^has she appeared to you, and- 
were her words of hope and of glory V^ 

Mornon looked earnestly at her: her dress was of the 
Ticbest satin, and black, as suited the sad events which had 
befaUen her house. A single fillet of the same material re- 
strained her locks from faJling in heaps on her shoidders, 
while on her bosom she wore a small cross richly set and of 
the rarest workmanship: the guileless simplicity of her 
looks"-4he calm innocence of her tone of voice, all united to 
baffle his scrutiny 

*' Yes,'* said Morison, ^ a shape — ^and a fair one too— ap> 
peared to me in this phK;e last ni^ht ; and, lady, it borrowed 
your looks and voice, nor were its words much otherwise 
than your own. They were of hope and fame." 

** Then," said she, ** my heart is at ease : the words of 
the spirit are the words of fate. What she says will as 
surely come to pass as that the sun will rise to*morrow, 
and the moon to-night." 

^ There were tokens, too," said Morison, his original sus- 
pieion continuing. "When she vanished, she gave me a 
sword. I can interpret that at least-— I am to seek fame and 
name iii battle." 

" Your interpretation looks like truth," said Rose ; *' but 
since you will connect me with this spirit, let me do what 
she seems to have left undone, enable you to equip yourself 
like one of our house." So saying, she put her purse, in 
which there were fifty pieces of gold, into nis hand. V That 
is a sister's gif^ dearest Morison, for fortune has been as yel. 



kiQder to me than to you." And she stepped to the doot 
threshold, as if disposed to run away, should he offer to re« 
turn it. 

** You do injustice to the spirit, dearest Rose," said Mori- 
son ; ** her gift was accompanied with gold, and that not a 
little. I learn from your lips the interpretation of its. use: 
but I have no need of your bounty/' 

"Keep it, notwithstanding," said the young lady: *• to 
you it will be useful, and I have no occasion for it. Fare- 
well, your destiny calls you: be its voice obeyed: in the 
danger which ^ems to threaten you there is little to dread ; 
a hand will be about you when you most need it : it is no 

spirit that says this. And now, dearest Morison, farewell-— 

» • 

* Hooe and high foTtane till we meet, 
Ana then, what pleases Heaven !' " 

Her would have spoken, bttt the Lady Rose was already 
gone : he ran up the tui^ret st^ir, and from the summit be- 
held her hastening home, and often looking back, till she en- 
tered the woodland pathway to the castle and was lost to 
his sight. 

When Morison reached home he found his mother busied 
in her household duties : she looked on her son ; fell on his 
neck ; kissed his cheek and brow, and turned him round as 
if to satisfy her eyes that he had sustained no harm. " Bless* 
ed be his name again," she said, ^ that kept his ri^lit arm 
around my fatherless boy, and brought him through trials and 
perils ! Oh, Morison, you must not leave me in such a mood 
again ; i have but wept and prayed, and prayed and wept* 
since you went away ; but Scripture soothed me, my child. 
Did not the Most High give his only Son to the shedders of 
blood, and shall I be afraid of mine 1" 

" Mother," said Morisonj " your words are everVight ?I am 
your fatherless boy. He — I name not his name — ^he refused 
to do you justice — refused to keep his vows, and I — I dis- 
owned him ! I threw the name from me of son which he 
fixed upon me, and said I was Mary Morison^s bastard boy! 
and oh ! mother, forgive the boast — that I would make that 
name as famous yet as the proud one he bore !" 

Mary looked with streaming eyes op her son, and ex- 
claimed, '*God deliver thee, my child, from these wild 
imaginings ! Alas ! what hand will help thee up t honour is 
not won now as we see in the tale books, by. a venturous 
blow and a bold bearing. How many fair faces have left the 
streets of bonnie Durhfries and the banks of Dee, and 
what do we behold 1 mothers with long mourning gowns— 
for their darlings have never returned !" 

" Oh, but, mother," exclaimed Morison, folding her in his 
arms, ^* I shall return ; 1 feel— I know I shalL 1 have seen 

LOR]) ROLDAK. 178 

theUcMan spirit ; and ever since I feel as if walking on the 
m : words once loatii to come, flow on me now, and fit ones. 
1 am without fear." 

"Morison,'' said his mother, interropting him, ** what words 
are these — ^you have seen the Ladye Spirit of Roldan 1" 

*' Yes," said the yooth, ^ if such thinfls can be seen by 
mortal eyes, the Ladye, Spirit, as it is cJled, appeared unto 
me last night; and ever since I seem lifted from the ground; 
I. feel capable of actions of a bold and high character,' 
and assured^I know not how-^that all 1 wish I riiall ac- 

'' Then my child, my darling child is lost !" said the 
mother. '* Oh I Morispn, these are delusions of the deyil ; 
there are good angels, it is true, but alas ! there are evil ones 
also ; one of these, I fear, has assumed the port and hue of 
the spirits of heaven to fill you with presumption. Oh ! my 
son, pride goeth before destruction ; we have scripture war- 
rant for that." 

Morison showed the sword and the gold. '* These,^ said 

he, "were given me by the ladye — ^I may not call her 

spirit, for she looked of this world more than of the other." 

Mary's countenance brightened up; she took the swoid 

and looked it over and over; her hands trembled so that she 

could not replace it in the sheath. *'This weapon," she 

said, *' is not from a spiritual armory : I know it by its short, 

broad blade and gold hilt, and by the scallop shell and palm 

leaf, and blessed cross traced upon it, to be the sword given 

by the great Prince Godfrey to Eustace Roldan for slaying a 

Saracen champion, who defied the Christians at the foot of 

Mount CarmeL If it was given thee by a spirit, Morison, 

then was it given for some great purpose ; for a consecrated, 

a sacred weapon like that could not have been handled by 

an evil being. My son, your words have cheered me, and 

, who knows but Heaven demands some mighty deed at thy 

hand 1" 

Morison kissed the crossed hilt of the sword, returned it 
reverently to its sheath, sayin^^ '^ Sacred weapon ! we shall 
not be separated till death divide us." 

'* My son," said Mary, " saw ye not when ye were at the 
castle the young Lady Rose 1 1 am told she is of wondrous 
beauty, and that she is skilled on all instruments of music, 
and in many languages. Alas ! poor sweet thing, she has 
lost her good angel in the death of Lord Thomas— that 
tiloody Solway has mickle to answer for — and her better an- 

fel in the death of Lady Winifred. There is a mystery about 
er birth whilk they say will never now be cleared up, since 
all are dead, save one, who knows about it ; and oh ! his 
selfishness will, I fear, stifle the tiruth : if a' tales be true 
MoTiaoBt she is sib to thee by the father's side," 
^*I father," exclaimed the youth, "l have no 


father, I scorn the name ; he who names the word to me 
henceforward is my enemy. I must make my deeds my 
father ; he who would not be husband to my mother-rand 
such a mother — ay, and such a woman, too, shall be no 
father to me. Were I to see him about to perish in the 
flames, I might pluck him out, but not as a son ; did I see 
him sinking befor^ his foes, and the sword in the air that 
was to smite him dead, I might save him, but not as a son.'* 
** My bairn, my bairn, make no rash promises, but com- 
pose yourself,*' said Mary, '* and look as if naught iiad hapi- 
pened, for here comes one who can see nothing without 
describing it, hear nothing without relating it, and do neither 
without making the very truth liesome-like. Be silent, now, 
and if ye were to take up a book it wad nae be amiss ; but 
aboon all, say naught about Lor4 Roldan.'* 


The BouiboD liliei wax wan as I sail. 
And I strike the stars of America pale. 
The glories of sea and the grandeur of land, 
All can be mine for a wave of my hand. 

^ PiraWt Seng, 

Tub person alluded to in the conclusion of the last chapter 
BOW approached the door; she announced her coming ia 
these words : ^ My faith, ye sit bien and snug here^ amid att 
the miseries that befall us ; ye would sleep with the thunder 
at your elbow ! yere warm, and ye think all other folk are 
sae ; yet for all that, there has na been sic a day in Gleoji 
garnock since Mirk Monday, when folk had to gang to flie 
kirk wi' lantern light." 

*'And what's the matter now, Nickie Neevison!" said 
Mary, " what's the matter now T there's aye something wrasf 
when ye have the telling of the tale ; ye make mountains o^ 
of moudie tammoks." 

** Me make mountains out of mole hills !" said Nickie. 
^ My certie, ye mole hill weel ! I'm weel kenned far an near 
for truth telling ; but at any rate I have got sic a story to 
tell ye-^may the dell pou out the tongue that can make if 
waur than it is." 

''Weel ^an out wi't— let's haeH by all means," said 

*' On let's haeH, and out wi't by all means !" said Nickie, 
''just as if it were an ordinary event. John Cameroa says 
it's the first part of the prophecy fulfilled, and Willie AdMUr 


sran that the Uood spilt — some day next week*- in 
Qlenpmiock will float Commisaibner Primrose^s cutter*** 
** Bnt what in the name of fortone has happened, Nickie 1** 
" Can ye no guess now, Mary Morison, wi' a* yere wisdom ; 
— «nd you, Morison, wi' a' yere lear, can ye no find out 
what has occurred ! What's the use of education then I 
Oh, fflither wit's the best of aU wit I** 

"* I can tell yoti," replied Morison ; " for whatever happens 
in the worid is written down in this book : ay, here it is.'* 
He opened his Greek Homer and pretended to read: 
** Saturday a day of wonders, Glengamock flow shall burst 
from its place, and flooding the com fields, frighten the fowls 
of heareo, the four-footed beasts of the earth, and the women 
thereof; and sweeping folds and flocks before it, darken the 
▼ery waters of the ocean." 

'' God have a care on us, but this learning is a fearfu* 
thing !" exclaimed Nickie. *' Glengarnock flow has ta'en to 
the sea as is there set down ; and the partridges flew, and 
the hares fled, and the Solway, instead of being white with 
foam, is as black as ink. I saw it wi' my ain een, else I 
wadna believe it." 

'* His hand be about us a* !** said Mary. ** And is it really 
sae then !" 

" Sae then !" exclaimed Nickie ; ** it's a thing that I both 
heard and saw. The moss — it's twa mile long, and ae mile 
braid — swalled up like a barm scone, and first gae a hyke 
this way, syne a hyke that way, then a rift and a rair, and 
away it came ten miles to the hour, sax feet deep abreast, 
and a mile braid : some are riding, some are rinning — I never 
saw sic a sight ! It's the fulfilling of an auld prophecy too." 
^Aii auld prophecy, woman!" said Mary; ''those that 
look to freets, freets follow. Oh the bonny gowany holms 
it will hae laid desolate, and the fair com fields it will luive 
rendered barren ; and then the haunts of the twin hares and 
the apeckled laverocks." . 

^ Ou ay," said Nickie, chiming in ; ^ and the clocken 
hens wi' their birda» and the fonr-footed bestial and the twa- 
Ibotod. I saw Dick Bell, of the Wylie-hole, carried away 
wi' his feet foremost; he made a handsome corse " ' 

** Help us too* woman, and how happened iti he was a 
comely lad and a Strang." 

** Atweel was he,^' said Nickie; ''but he tint his life in an 
honourable cause-^he was attempting to save the life of his 

^This is a fearfu' day indeed!" cried Mary; "and was 
aidd Wylie-hole saved then t" 

}* 'Deed no, he was e'en drowtied^^that's to say smoored 
in the peat broo ; bu^ he was aye a re^^less man, and owre 
ventureaome : he might hae loot yonger folk try to save his 

176 L08D ROLDAN* 

^ife—«fr skaith has happened in a May shower Una 
the loss of Leezie Jairdine." 

** What a sad dispensation !*' exclaimed Maiy ; " and where- 
fore did the gode wife stay bdiind to be put in peril— 1 never 
heard sic a tale.*' 

^ Ou just frae a foolish sailneas of heart.^ Jeanie Rabson 
of Howeboddom was there about her woo' ^d her butter 
it's like, and when some ane tauld her o' a sad thing that 
had happened, or wad happen Morisoh there, what did she 
do, think ye ? pappit clean owre in a faint, and the gude 
wife wadna forsake a guest in sic a. strait. But guide uff, 
Where's the laddie rinnin ? he's aff hke a bleeze o' tow : stop^ 
Morison — ay,sae I may^ Aweel the rin will do him ne 
harm ; but bad be bidden, I could have tauld him how a' I 
have named were saved." ' 

Mary, who had put on her bonnet when she heard Jeanie 
Rabson named, now laid it aside. ^ Ye hae nut a stound te 
my poor boy's heart, wi' yere lies and your Killy," she said; 
** but we might ha» kenned you." 

^* Honte, woman," said Nickie, '^ I tauld ye nae ledeefaoodx 
only Morison wadna wait till he heard out the tale. It wae 
grand to behold him take the bent ; but gude right had he to 
rin : it's weel his part : he's to be laird of Howeboddom nae 
less ! But Jeanie will make a capital wife ; only she's in- 
clined to be dumpy, and's a year or sae owre aold." 

**' Ye wad provoke a saunt, Nickie," said Mary : " my bairn 
will neither be laird of Howeboddom, nor husband of Jeanie 

**' Aweel," replied the other, ** wilfu' fowk maun hae their 
way ; but deil ma care ! Jamie Rabson can find heirs enow 
for his bit bonnie lairdship ; and as for Jeanie, she's neither 
sae uffly nor sae auld that she need be scorned — ^a Rabson's 
as gude as a Morison ony day in a' the year!" 
« *' Ay, or as a Neevison either," said Mary ; '* but there^ 
nae scorn meant. Jeanie Rabson and I understand ane an^ 
tber quite weel, and sae let the matter drap." 

'* Ye maybe understand the laird too," ssud Nickie. ^'-I 
wonder wherefore he makes sae mony Jaunts to the top of 
Hunkerdodie hill, and sits flowering for hours towards the 
Elfin-glen : he'll impair his sight, Mary, woman, and that will 
be seen." 

When Morison reached the gorge of the glen, the sun was 
setting, and his all but level beams were touching tree top 
and tower, and dancing on the dimpling tide, for there was 
little or no wind. The whole glen, from the seashore to 
the morass, was moving with people, separated into two di»> 
tinct portions of horse and foot, resembling armies, between 
whom rolled a black and impassable flood, on the top of. 
which trees, bushes, hay, shealings, and sheep were borne' 
riong. From the bosom of the morassgushed th^sdark and 

LORD ROIJ>A.N. • 177 

^eslTOying stream; nor did the sable fountains Which sup- 
plied it seem at all exhausted : they bubbled up and boiled, 
and it looked as if the waters, barrelled up in the centre of 
the earth, were suddenly loosened, and about to establish a 
river of a new colour and character. 

Morison soon ascertained that Jeanie Rabson was safe, 
and at Howeboddoai,.a place to which the news of this dis- 
aster had not perhaps penetrated; that Dick Bell of the 
'Wylie-hole, had escapea from the deluge by speed of foot ; 
and that, in short, though many were frightened few were 
* injured, though a space of a (juarter of a mile in breadth, and 
three miles in length, reaching from the morass to the sea, 
was inundated in some places six feet deep by this unlooked- 
for irruption. The most unmoved of the numerous specta« 
tors was Hugh Heddles, Esq. : he gazed at the flood ; he 
took some of it up in his haiids; he smelt it and tasted it, 
and walked up and down, exclaiming '* Wonderful! won* 
derful ! a new power ! a new power ! wonderful ! wonder- 
ful !'' Fixing his eyes on Morison, he cried, '* Are you wil- 
ling to work in the firm of Heddles, Treddles, Warp^ Waft, 
and Company ? make up yout mind : the vacancy mus^ be 
filled up. The piaee shall be opened tO/Competition. Six 
applications have already been made : we cannot wait, young 
man.'^ Then he changed his tone, and shouted, ** A hew 
power! a new power! Fire, water, and wind were, till 
now, king, lords, and commons of science and philosophy^. 
A new power has appeared : if you put it into a pot it wiU 
boil ; into a fire it will bum ; and if you lay it on the land it 
«viU deepen the soil. A new power! a new power!" • 

Though the sun had set, the light of the stars was sufil- 
cnent to show the anxious faces which thronged the margin 
of this sable stream ; men tied torches to the trees, some 
kindled fires on the shore, and where the lights failed to in- 
dicate the limit of the inundation, the eager tongues of the 
multitude announced it. As the night advanced the interest 
of the scene was augmented, for the moon rose broad and 
bright ; the tide came with the moon, and heaved up the 
moving mass; the bay was become part land as well as 
water ; heather was blooming above quicksands, and tedded 
hay where pellocks wallowed. 

" Hilloah !" roared Davie Gellock, as he saw this strange 
sight; " Glengamock moss is possessed wi' thedeil, and has 
la'en to the sea like the svrinp in Scripture.'* 

" rn tell you what, my handy lad," said a fellow in a tarry 
Jacket, with trousers as wide as petticoats about the ankles, 
** I have given a landlubber a slash for softer words than 
these; reef in, reef in.'* 

" And I," said Davie, " have given a cleverer fellow than 
^ver stood on your shanks the breadth of his back for looks 
'no half sae sulky as yours. Ye'll be ane of Dick Corsbano'e 



scape rape's ; but now I think on% the Wildfire left the bay 
this morning." 

*' The Wildfire's a witch,** said the seaman, '* and is in the 
bay when she seems to be out of it ; and if Vm a scape 
rape, Vm flogged if you escape a n>pe*s end if yon come 
athwart me on salt water, my lad.'* 

** We'll maybe meet soon, then,** said IXavie, not at all 
daunted by the menacing words of the maritime desperada; 
** for Morison Roldan, and mysel, and ane or twa mae, mean 
to take a boat and look at the contention of the powers oC 
light and darkness ; the black peat moss With the wjute sea' 

The manner, who seemed to have heard something of int* 
portance, hastened from the crowd, and was soon lost among 
tjie rocks which fenced the headland of the bay. 

Davie made his boat ready, two comrades oi the sheep* 
fold and the bam joined him, but as the latter were about to 

gush off, the former cried out, " Avast! I wadna gie a single 
odle for the finest sight the sun or moon affords, unless I 
had Morison wi* me, to tell me a* about it, and say what is 
gude and what is bad ; what il^ bonnie, an4 what is suMime ; 
these are his ain words, lads-^but here be eomes, and ia 
gude time. Now, Moriso», come and behold the worry 
atween the tide and the flow moss ; I hear the sough of the 
encounter at the back of Robin-rigg ! That's right, jump iQ^ 
I tauld them that I couldna enjoy it without you.*^ 

As Morison stepped in, the boat was thrust from the shore, 
and away slie went with a start, moved \w the oar and sail; 
and aided by the stream of the uniting brooks, which ind»> 
cated by a line of foam the course jKey took ia the tide, 
which was now receding. 

*^ I see men eyinff ue from the headland,'* said Morison^ 
as they shot past tne caverns where he once or twice had 
parleyed with Captain Corsbane, ** and one has flashed his 
pistol as a signal : let us keep from the shore." 

They pushed awav seaward, and were soon nigh the scene 
where the contest had lately been waged' between the la^ 
moss and the tide 9 but the waters were now retiring, and, 
about to scatter their burden over the shores of England, 
Ireland, and Scotland. While Morison and Davie quieUy 
drifted away, their talk was of this irruption and the conster- 
nation which it had caused. '* It first spouted," said Davie^ 
^ as high as the kirk steeple into the air, and fell down ia 
black rainbows ; then it gullered bell3rflaught out i first it raa 
owre Dick Bell's hayricks ; then it galloped down twa of his 
horses ; next it walked in at the easing of his boose* and 
finallv it took to the sea ; but it has met with its master 

'* And so have you, my handy lad," exclaimed a rough 
voice from a boat wiiicli» till now anobsewedt ahot sudden^' 


aUiwan them. " Room, there, Fm flogged if we giro way 
to such lubbers !^ 

Ere Mortson or Davie — Ant their comradea were neither 
sfcillifl nor cottrageoaa— could Teer, the boats encountered, 
and all four were shocked suddenly into the water. Mori« 
son was an expert swimmer, and calling to his companions, 
turned his face to land* which lay at a short distance ; but 
their assailants had no wish that two of them at least should 
reach Scottish ground so soon t they followed, and stunning 
Morispn with a stroke of an oar, took him into the boat ; oa 
which Darie turned round, and seising the leg of one of the 
seamen and the boat at the same moment, scrambled in, but 
not till he had received a blow from the other which threw 
him across the knees of MorisOa. 

** I say, Dempster, that was hard and shabby too,** growled 
one of the seamen, of whom there were six* 

" I meant it to be both,*^ said Dempster: ** it is part pay* 
mentfor the slack jaw I stood from the lubber to-night.*^ 

** ril allow no such payments to be made without consult* 
tng ree,*' retorted the other. '' Strike a poor fellow after at* 
tempting to drown him! what nextf If you are fom 
Dempster, Fra Jack Martin, my boy !'* 

** Pi|H away,** cried another seaman, *' the other fellows 
have reaciied the shore : see they shake the sea water from 
their rags and run : we shall have the land sharks down on 
us, and be hung like strings of onions for kidnappers and 
]^rates— pull away!" 

His companions seemed to think there was sense in 
this, and pulled with such good will that they soon reached 
the Wildfire, which, with sails set, was cruising about, and 
earned — not without remonstrance^^Morison and Davie on 


*^yo ho! what have we got here, Dempster 1" growled 
Captain- Gorsbane ; ** didn't I tell you to bring no more land* 
kiboers on board tiie Wildfire ? my complement's full, haven^t 
room to stow away a marlinspike; must toss them over* 
board, that's the way I serve all useless stores.*' 

Dempster went and whispered in Corsbane's ear. 

** Ah, ah ! you have done it then, caught him fairly ; hooked 
the shark : ay, ay, I remember now ; but if ye had pitched 
him into Davy's locker 'twould been just as well ; bring him 
to me, I must have some talk with him." 

When Morison was nuirched Up he found this maritime 
worthy seated on the carriage -of a canonade, a couple of 
empty wine bottles rolled about at his feet; a third, half 
emptied, sat in a small basket beside him; the good wine 
had done its duty, nind Captain Gorsbane, although his voyage 
could scarcely be called begun, seemed full half seas over. 
** WelL my Trojan," said the captain, ♦* so you have fallen in 
love with the sea since I last. The ocean's a sweet 


mistress, by God ! has a bonny bosom of her own, ay, and 
--but'come, sit you down, sit you down : a cup here, Demp- 
ster ; the boy must pledge me to^'old Daddy Neptune. There, 
open your mouth, put the wine to it, raise your little finger 
— ^bravo, damme ! Dempster, this fellow has spunk and smed- 
dum in him, as you say." 

••Yes," growled Dempster, "but there's no need to tell 
the lubber of it ; he should have had his belly full of sea-wa- 
ter for me had it not been for Jack Martin, who saved him 
and another fellow that I owe a blow of a stretcher to yet.** 

Captain Corsbane said gravely, '* Jack Martin was right ; 
Jack wiQ be singing among the cherubs when you are 
damned, Dempster, and the devils are dighting their doups 
wi* you. Mercy, I say, Dempster, mercy is a beauty ; my 
creed is, point the guns, strike wi* the cutlass, thrust wi* the 
]»ke, board, plunder, spare nothing, and seize all ; but, oh, be 
merciful. No^, Morison, where's your coryrade, has-he had 
a dip in Tom Dempster's waters of mercy ? bring him up. 
Ha! an old acquaiirtance, and dripping like a mermaid, too ; 
come, crush this cup of wine ; you are a rough cub, and the 
good claret will not be wasted on you ; it will put something' 
classical into you ; there !— -sape, raise the cup, lift, your lit- 
tle finger : down it goes ! Damme ! I have taught hundreds 
in my day to drink, and hope to teach hundreds more. But 
stay, one word : what the devil has brought you both here 9 
I didnH send for you, did 1 1" 

Morison spoke first ; he felt it prudent to conpeal all that 
he knew respecting the agreement between the baron and 
the captain, and though he had become, when he least looked 
for it, a victim, he resolved to bow to chrcumstances, speak 
the corsair fair, and never hint suspicion, but seem igno« 
ranee itself. He was not without a belief, too, that the swag- 
gering and reeling behaviour and talk of that worthy arose 
less from drink than design, and was put on for the purpose 
of sounding him, and mastering his real sentiments : perhaps 
to screen himself from the consequences of the adventure ; 
for there were sloops of war on the coast, who already sus- 
pected him of being both pirate and kidnapper. 

"I came here with no good will of my own," said Mori- 
son, in answer to the captain's question ; " we were out with 
a boat in the bay, and were run down by your men froni 
design, or accident, 1 swam towards land, but Dempster 
stunned me with a stroke of his oar — ^you know the rest.** 

•' The same story will do for me with this difference," said 
Davie, •* I seized Dempster with ae hand and the boat with 
the other, and got in. But, what d'ye think 1 the dour spite- 
fu' sumph^ed me a blow that knocked the senses for some 
time out o' me. But oh, my lad, when I catch you where 
cocks and hens gang, if I dinna make ye wish ye were in the 
deals of tinkler Marshal*^ ass, whexe ye were nmrtured» may 

-LOU &eu>AK« lAt 

I be nide bait Ibr tliaik hoolur* Davie and Demptieirex- 

eh&nged angry glances — the majority of the crew, who 
might amouDt to five-and-thirty, seemed pleased at the no» 
tioo of a squabble, and that the latter had foniid one to match 
him with tongue aa well as hand. 

** I see how it is, my lads,^ said Corsbane, ''you ran fool 
of my boat, and my crew, whi9 were, I believet a uttle hearty* 
amused Chemselves with yon in the water ; there was na 
harm meant, not a bit of it ; they were alarmed lest yon 
ahottld drown, and saved you, and brought you on board ; so 
that's all right ; but my saucy Wildfire is under way-— cam 
not shorten sail and send a boat ashore : no, damme ! not 
for the pnneess royal herself; but we shall put you on board 
the first vessel we meet standing for your bay — ^you can*t 
call that uncivil.*' 

While Corsbane was speaking, a sudden breeze sprung up^ 
which filling the sails of the Wildfire, wafted her on her 
voyage, with a rapidity which Morison had no conception of 

^'Wildfire,'* said Davie, "a gaye gudename,butWildsow 
would be bett«>— hear how she gaes snorking through the 
watfer.*' . 

**Wildsow!^ said Dempster, '^and we sailors are the 
deevils with which she is possessed — mean you so 1 I mind 
your speech in the bay, my fine lad, and will dust yotir Jacket 
for it soon; there's a br&w time coming.'* 

" Ye had better not try it just now,** said Davie, **for it 
wad puzzle ye to knock the dust out of my jacket, seeing it 
is wet— but if ye like ye may try — I want something to 
warm me — ^mony a time I have warmed mysel at your grand- 
father's fire, when he made horn spoons." 

^ May I eat a roast jackass stuffed with armed marines,'' 
exclaimed Jack Martin, *' but I like this fellow— ay, and he 
shall have fair play too ! — we have had too much of the dish 
called Dempster, of late.*' 

This growing quarrel was not unobserved by the captain; 
but such was the license in which he lived, that he found it 
necessary to yield now and then to his men's humours in 
Bm9il things, so that he might better manage them in the 
larger; nor was it unobserved of Morison, who took an op- 
portunity of whispering to Davie to let the matter drop and 

be quiet* , . . , , % 

" Drap,*' said Davie, aloud» buttoning hie jacket, and draw- 
ing an old hat deeper on his brows. " D'ye think that I am 
afraid o' Tam Dempster 1 — mony a mouthfu' his mother's 
ass has poud o' my mother's c<Mm, and mony a gude hen he 
has stown frae our hen bawks." 

Demoster could endure this no longer, but running up 
struckwit right and left at hia adversary, saying, •* Take 

that— and ihair 


2g2 LORD ROLDXlf* 


Davie warded these, ^nd twenty more wfth the inwj *► 
tient dexterity, and though he was unable to «1«<1«.«\«5 
had thrown noie of his wind away when his antagonist had 

'P'^ThTot'f al^^^^ and the other's aU ice - exclaimedane 

^^* K t'hTfeliow conld but stfike as well as he can stend,- 
said Jack Martin, "he'd take the wind out of the tinker's 
bellows in the turning of a horn spoon. ,,«„«;-„ 

These words were not lost on the cautious and ciinnmg 
Davie : he became at once all life and energy ; he preswd 
on his adversary, and poured in his blows thick and heavy. 
DempsfeVaffi two or three falls rose at tot wiOi 

difficulty, and wiping the blood from mom«i jmd nose, SMd. 
" We shall try this over again with cold steel," and so the 

contest ceased. , . , - ^^ -^ 

" You're a fine lad," said Martin, "so don't be afiyid of 

Dempster and his cold steel-he winks when he holds out 

« Me !" said Davie, " I care neither for ain»j>![,»^,f -^" ^ 
hands. 1 was something feared for him at first, till 1 tana 
out wha be was : there's ne'er a son of Bob the tinker ran- 
die shall frighten me. But hae ye ony rapes to pou at, or a 
wee turn o' wark to do that I can put to noy hand and ke^ 
myself warm ? The bit brulzie has done me gude, Iw d'ye 
ken, I am no accustomed to saut water." : " 

" This is a cock of the right sort," said Martin. Come 
below, my lad, and bring Morison with you. I shall give 
you a sook of the monkey, and allow you to dry yourseivss 
at the fire— you can't call that ill usage !" - 

When the two companions in captivity were alone, '* Wftst 
tempted ye, Davie," said Morison, in a whisper, "to com-^ 
raence brawlrne at *[uch a time as this, and with such unhal- 
lowed vagabonds to V , .^ . ^ 

Davie looked all round, and listened, without seeming to 
listen, and answered in a tone scarce audible oven to his 
friend. " 'Deed ye see, Morison, I had sundry reasons : 
first, there's a sort of a family grudge atween the Gelftm^s 
and the Dempsters : secondly, 1 wanted to win gude wM to 
us by seeming a deil-ma-care sort of chap ; and thirdly, I 
wanted to make them believe that its a' awe to Davie whare 
the wind blaws him. And wherefore no 1" he said, in a more 
audible tone ; " what in the deiKs name, that I should say 
sae, could hae happened luckier 1 We wanted to push our 
fortunes in the warld, and kenned na how to begin, when in 
comes this rum customer Dick Corsbane, wha can be fou or 
sober whenever it suits him, and whirls us off to do ourselves 
a gude turn whether we will or no. Naught better could hae 
happened ; God, they canna gang wrang wi' me ; I'm like a 
grain of thistle seed ; the duds that's about me's the ballooA 


•f down to waA the body over the warid ; ^iid hale freeh 
I Mond seed, ye ken, will take root in ony placed 
f ** Davie,'' said Morisom '* lihought 1 understood yoa once, 

but ROW yoa are a raystery ; the chart of your understanding, 

instead of a clear defined matter, is become a blot.*" 
" Achan," said Davie, " TU show ye the chart that I want 

to sail by/' He took up a bit of charred wood, and proceed- 
i . iag to draw lines on the cabin floor, said, " Look now, canna 

ye look! Here's Jamaica; then this is Guadaloupe; and 
I that is Tobago; I have scarce room for Hispaniola." While 

runnoig on this rate, he wrote, '* We are watched by ear and 

Sre ; ware hawk !" " Weel now," he said, when he saw that 
orison took the warning, '' I say, Hispaniola for my siller ; 
od! there wiU be prime fun in the cruise 4 but I see yei« 
sulkv, and dinna like it 4" 

'" You are right," said Morison ; " no change which comes 
can be m«ch worse /or two, who are already the sport of 
^ fortune; and, as you. say, this adventure may be the best 
thine that could have happened us.** 

'^ Ye make me blythe to hear ye," said Davie ; ** but losh ! 
what a hullabaJoH your mother and my mother will make 
about us. The tane will do the bass and the tither the tenour 
^ in this new ballad of wo, and there winna be the like o* 
Davie, nor the like o' Morison, in all the wide annals o' mis- 
fortone. Oh, what fine lads we were ! we never robbed 
orchards, sodded up lums, or made hoof marks of the homed 
detl in the garden plots of Dominie MiUigan, which made him 
ery out3athanas ! not we indeed— nor was it us — ^but what's 
the matter wi* 1" 

Morison observed that they were watched, and felt his 
aa^er swelling^ an anger which he knew would be madness 
to mdulge in, but which he strove in vain to conceal. Davie, 
he pecceived, was quite at his ease, and he could not help 
wondering at the natural-like carelessness which he assumed, 
and tlie restraint put on a disposition open and talkative. 
Tbia rustic shrewdness he saw would avail them somethiiff, 
but ibr himself he thought the wisest way, since he had not 
w«iii an air of satisfaction at first, would be to become a 
convert by degrees. ** I wish," said Morison, *' I were like 
y4ni, Davte, and could meet whatever fortune came with 
gayety of heart, and with a belief that it was, as Na'nse Hal- 
foerson says, decreed for us before the first sark was put over 
our h€Mids." 

** Whisht, oh, whisht *" said Davie, '* dtnna mention her 
name while we are sailing on saut water ; this is her ain 
element, man ; I wadna wonder if she were swinmiing in ona 
of her invisible boats alon^ide : she just delights in mischief. 
I saw her ae moonlight night take auld Fluke Faulder's fish* 
eieel of a boat, and spin it round at the back of the Robin- 
i^3,.JJke a tetotmiiy and thea whew! away she pushed it 

184 LOBD ^tOLBAK. 

owre to Allanbay; I wish ye had bat heard her unearftiy 
yelloch, and seen how a' folk stared." 

This conversation puzzled the listeners, who could see and 
hear all that passed. Davie's qaarrel with Dempster was (ha 
first thing that induced a belief that he was as careless as the 
wind ; his charcoal chart on the cabin floor- caused a shaking 
of the head, it seemed mystical ; but that was redeemed again 
by his allusion to the alarm of his mother, and the naive, ad» 
mission of the boyish achievements of Morison and himself. 
But when the name of Nanse Halberson was introduced* 
eadi of the spies listened and looked on Davie with an 
intenseness equal almost to looking through him. It was 
here that Davie triumphed ; on other matters, a something in 
his look and tonejseemed put on, but when he spoke of the 
witch, his words and looks were natural and real ; the twa 
listeners — and one of them was Corsbane himself— gave up 
their scrutiny, and retired satisfied, saying, '* All's righ^ 

Davie on this said to Morison, ^ Give me yoor pistols, and 

five me what gold you have about jou ; for I think I hae 
affled them sae that they winna ^ink of searching me^ 
But you ! your stiffness of nature — ^the Roldan blade, belikef 
— winna let ye stoop to dissimulation sufficient to save ye». 
and its likely they will rype ye fore and aft, as they say r 
but I'll stick by ye, deil a doubt oH. Ay, now» that's right 
amd trusting of vq. There, the good weapons and thegowd 
are disposeid of, I am glad of the first, for I ken yere na- 
ture: ye would be for trying the strong hand, thinking, 
because mastery maws the meadow, mastery will do here ; 
but cunning's the thing, lad, and wit excels gowd. If nae 
better may be, I'se "e'en m^e myself known to Johnnie 
Martin — ^he's my second cousin by the ancle's side — ^and put 
our cause in his hands. He's a better sailor, without half 
the slack jaw of Corsbane ; and there's a do^en hands Here, 
that will abide by him like burrs ; and mair nor that* though 
n^the thing he should be, he winna see me wranged^ or 
damme I then, as J^e captain says.^ 

On the third or fourth morning after this adventuie, Cap- 
tain Corsbane, who had been busy above deck and below, 
4nade his appearance. His manner was unembarrassed and 
frank. *' Aha !" he said, *^ my young firiejfids ; mayhap you^ 
thought I had forgot you, but I hadn't, though : we have hailed 
two homewards ; one sailed shy, damme ! and t'other seemed 
disposed to try the weight of her nine-pounders on us. My 
pretfy little Wildfire frightens these gulls as a sparrowhawk 
scares chickens?' 

" D'ye ken. Captain Corsbane,'* said Davie, «*that I have 
nae wish but to sail to the far end wi' ye. I have lang de- 
sired to see a glimpse of the world, and it will be just as 
much to my satisfaction, now, if nae ^p chances to caat i^ 



r«i the lad, too« that can handle a rape, and do other wee 
etcaeteras, besides settling the hash o* the sumph Dempster ; 
I wonder what's beconne o' his cauld steel V' ^ 

" rU tell you what, my friend," said Captain Corsbane^ 
••I like your spirit; but damme! don't cany it too far; 
Dempster is no sumph v; and he cares for neither fire nor 

'" And I care for neither fire nor steel, nor wind nor water, 
nor Tam Dempster neither," said Davie; "and if ye want 
me to be one of yoiir handy lads, ye maun let us settle the 
bit tiff atween us, and then we'll work like brithers." 

The captain took stride after stride up and down the cabiui ^ 
and seemed to be revolving something in his mind. " Why, 
my lads," said he, " I'll not deny that our accidental meeting 
in the bay was to me a {^easing chance. It's seldom, now- 
aday's, that I caiti find spirits of the proper stamp ; we shall 
have fine goings on soon on the deep ; and then felloWis who 
hare blood in their veins, and not moss water, will thrive 
and grow, damme 2 into little kings." 

** 1 am glad to hear of that same," said Davie ; '' I have^aye 
thought if I did ony gude, it wad be on.the deep sea. I didna 
prosper oa land." 

" Why, that's right, my lad— you please me. Gad ! a suc- 
cessful voyage or so will enable you to tar down the main- 
sail with six pound weight of gold about your neck, and a 
couple of satm waistcoats on; and then, when we reach 
port, why pleasure will cpme as strong as a nor'wester. 
There was Jack Planchernafl, of the Wildfire, he paraded up 
the streets of Kingston with half a dozen fiddlers before him, 
and six score dancing damsels — white, brown, and black, 
damme ! Jack didn't stand on colours — and then, whenever 
he came to a turn of the street, away flew a shower of dol- 
lars !" 

*• Weel, the like o' that !" cried Davie ; « dod ! but Jack 
was a soul of a boy ! I should like to ^et acquainted wi' 
him — have a shake of his paw, as the saymg is." 

The captain smiled, and muttered, ** Why, that mayn't v^ 
be just now. Jack — ^he always called himself unlucky Jack 
— ^got into a scrape somehow with the government ; the gov- 
ernment handed him over to the law ; the law put its rough 
ribaad round his neck ; and there was an end of one of the 
heartiest ddgs that ever breasted brine. But what's this 
young fellow glowring at, damme ? I have some' doubts of 
you, brother;" and he turned his looks on Morison. 

** He disna heed or hear a word ye say," said the intrepid 
Davie ; " for this hdf hour past he has been looking at the 
louping of the dolphins; at the diving of Mother Carey's 
chickens, and at the walloring o' the Waters : he'll make a 
ffrand ballad about it." 

^Dhi an he be a ballad maker," said the captain, ** I shall* 


186 Z^RD ROU)Alf'* 

make him useful; we want sometimes in a oaIiii,and HO* 
thing doing, to have our spirits stirred a bit.'' 

" An he's just the lad that can do it, then ; did you neTcr 
hear his pirate's sang ? It's a tickler— 

•< < Oh maiden, come off to the Indies with me. 
Ye shall reign and rule on the sunnv sea ; 
My ship is a palace, my deck is a throne, 
And all shall be thine that the sun shmes on/ " 

••Damme!" said the captain, "the fellow can put some 
powder m his rerse ;, that's none of your sweetmilk dittys ; 

is there more on't 1" ^ . , ^ . . « « 

" Mickle mair, and far better, too," said Davie ; •* I'se re- 
peat it all ; for I see he's in one of his grand moods, and heeds 
us nae mair than if we were twa capstanes. 

^ * Thy shining locks would buy Java's isle ; 
All India's wealth is not worth thy smile ; 
Let kings rule earth by a riffht divine, 
Thou shalt be queen of the mthomless brine. 

A gallant ship and a boundless 

A piping wind, and the foe on our lee ; 

My pennant streaming so gay from the mast. 

My cannon flashing all bright and &8t. 

The Boorbon lilies wax wan as I sail ; 
And I strike the stars of America pale ; 
The glories of sea, and the grandeur of land. 
All shall be thine fora wave of thy hand/**^ 


**AnA did Morison," exclaimed Corsbane, ••write thsti 
He's the lad that can double-shot his verse. • My cannon 
flashing all. bright and fast' is prime ; • the stars of America' 
is a hit ; but the • Bourbon lihes' won't pass ; cause why*-* 
there are no Bourbon lilies now, my lads; the lily is no 
longer a royal flower. Oh, damme ! you hear that, do you ? 
I^ought you were asleep. But the tricolour is hoisted kt 
it$ stead: a sign and witter from the people that they'll be 
humbugged no longer with coronets and crowns. We atu^ 
have rare doings on the sea soon, my lads— -we shalL" 

MAD moLOAir. 187 


Oh whero's he gone whom I lore beat. 
And has left me here to ngfa and moamf 

lt*e I will range the wild wond oyer, 
Till ODce I aee if he letnni. 


licAtfWHiLB the cry arose in Glengarnock that Moiiaoa 
Boldan was lost and gone ; the two rustics that escaped re> 
lated their encoanter with the pirated boat, and how they 
had to swim for their lives ; hut one averred that he saw 
Morison sunk in the tide hjr the biow of an oar, wUle the 
other declared that he saw him taken into the boat. Both, 
however, agreed that the Wildfire was cmising at hand, and 
aU who heard their tale concurred in charging Captain Cots* 
bane with the outrage. Nor did they stop there. ** I ken 
my ain ken,** said a fisherman belonging to the bay. ** It 
was na for naught that the captain and the baron np by yon- 
der held meetings privily-^they thought I didna see them — 
oh and alas ! — this is a sad warld when we are crael to our 
ain flesh and blnde.** 

** Alas !'* cried a damsel, on whose heart the looks of Mori* 
son had, it appears, made some impression — ^'alas* poor 
lad ! he has been made a sacrifice, because his fair face and 
otever head were a reproach to Lord Roldan ; he didna like 
that one so superior to himself should abide in the land— and. 
Mattie Anderson, too, to slight him ! Dtshcloat of a crea- 
ture, it set her weel to turn up her short nose at sic a lad as 
Iforison !'* 

An old dame now added her voice to the song of lament- 
ation. ** And wherefore, tunnies, have we been deprived of 
Our bonniest and our best^-^for I was nane of tnem that 
thoiiffht the lad the waur for being bom on the wrang side of 
the manket — ^and wherefore, I say, are we robbed of our bon- 
niest and our best ! For naught but to pleasure the een of 
a grand lady who is coming frae the south to be wed to Lord 
Roldan. She mauna see the poor bastard bairn in his coat 
of hamespun. My certie, shell never produce angkt that 
will make us forget him." 

** Deil be in him, that I should say sae,** exclaimed a sec* 
ODd dame, " to sliffht sic a quean as Mary Morison. When 
will the bonniest vane in tne south, for tlufs her name* 
equal the looks of the bonnie lass of the Elfin-bum t** 

" And deil be in ye a*,^* cried Nickie Neevison, ** what a 
woik's this about a boy that camo amangos oontrair to the 


consent of the kirk, and no a sigh nor a sd) a^ the while for 
poor winsome Davie Oellock; but it's aye the way, the 
maist wark's aye made about the warst — Davie was a pat- 
tern of a bairn/' 

The house of Mary Morison stood, as we have elsewhere 
intimated, at a distance from the bky ; she waited on the 
night that her son disappeared till very late ; she listened to 
every sound, and heard his voice or his coming steps in every 
dash of the brook and every breath of wind that shook her 
door or swept over the trees. At length sleep overpowered 
her. In her sleep the image of her son was presented to 
her,' and something like actual events * passed before her 
face ; she saw him sailing in the bay, with the moonlight 
above and the waters glimmering below — next she Saw him 
borne away by rovers, and imagined she filled the air witb 
her shriekings. A hand now rudely shook her by the 
shoulder, while the harsh voice of Nickie Neevison ex- 
claimed, "Waken! — wad ye lie sleeping now, when a' is 
lost that's worth losing ? has na the braw moss of Glepgar- 
nock ta'en to the sea, and what we will do for peats is past 
my comprehension ; and mair — ^has nae poor Morison and 
Davie Oellock been swallowed up in the flood 1 Oh that 
wearifu' tide ! Mony^s the fair form it feasts on." 

Mary sprang up, exclaiming, " My bairn — my bonnie bairn 
— what about him ?" 

'* 'Deed, that's mair nor I can tell," answered the com- 
forter. ^* I say drowned, drowned ; but Jenny Jamieson's 
Jock and Will Thorborn aver that he is seized by that smug- 
gler and pirate Dick Corsbane, and borne awa to the West 
Indies. But here are others who maybe can tell ye mair 
anent it." 

The sound of feet, at something between a walk and a 
run, was now heard ; and in a moment Jaines Rabson of 
Howeboddom, and his sister Jeanie, were in the house. 
** Oh, Mary,' my poor Mary!" exclaimed the former,, "this 
is an afflicting matter I . Alas, alas ! 1 thought your sorrows 
were nigh an end, and that a' byganes would be forgotten 
in the growing talents of our poor Morison. Qh, but I had 
mony misgivings ! But we shall arm a ship, aikl we shall 
sail awa in quest of him. Oh ! an i had but that cursed 
captain by the craig, I should ken wherefore he meddled wi* 
the bairn." 

Mary» who had lain down without utadressing, rose ; but 
she rose only to fall on her knees. Janes Rabson and 
Jeanie, and even the intractable Nickie, retired a few steps, 
and were silent while she addressed herself to the throne 
of grace. On rising, she looked around her composed ; but 
her hands were tremulous, her voice quivered, and her face 
was as colourless as marble. 
'* Maiy— Mary Morison," said Jeanie Rabson, ^ my first 



and last word is, trust in God; his ways are vronderfiil! 
We^tliat is, James there, and myself— hare been busied 
the hale night, and spearing at another, and 
the result is — Mary, trust in God. There's nae doubt that 
Morispn is living, and in the body ; *he was capsized in his 
boat, aud captured by that smuggler and pirate, Ca|ytain 
Corsbane. l^never bought ony of his silks or his hice 8inc# 
the day I saw drops of blude on one of his bales.*' 

'* Oh, Jeanie," said Mary, '* and what will they do wi' my 
baim-rbut why need 1 ask that 1 they will kill him ; for his 
spirit was great, and he will resist. Oh, Morison — Morison! 
aiud have all my hopes and my dreams come to this I** 

" Ance mair, Mary, i say,^ interposed Jeanie, ** tmst in 
God. Morison will be ta'en to the West Indies, and it's 
likely he will be sold to some planter or anither; but« then« 
he's no like an ordinary or mere mortal ; he will find favour 
in the eyes of his taskmasters, even as Joseph did, and will 
become great, Mary, and return to this lapd ; and then see 
what will be the confusion of them that kidnapped and sold 
him to bondage !" 

"Them that kidnapped himf exclaimed the laird of 
Howeboddom ; " and wherefore no demand justice or seek 
vengeance now ! Captain Corsbane is out of our reach for 
the present ; but Roldan Castle is sUll standing ; its lord is 
still living ; and here's the man that will exact an account 
from him of the poor bairn whom he has doomed to destruc- 

*^ James," said his sister, " compose yourself: we but 
jalouse that Lord Roldan was art and part in this." 

" Art and part !" sobbed Mary Monson ;. ** and has the 
arrow came to my side from that quarter 1 Oh God ! Jeanie 
— ^Jeanie Rabson, I canna do as you bid me — I canna trust — ^ 
Jeanie placed her hand on .her mouth. '' Let not such a 
word escape your lips, woman ! to have but thought it is a 
heinous sin. Oh, what are we but worms! And shall we 
dare to doubt of God's goodness, and refuse to trust in himi 
When we cease to trust in God, we have half turned us 
round to. the devil. No on your knees yet ?— oh woman !" 

Mary ran into Monson's little chamber, knelt for a few 
minutes' space, and returned strengthened and comforted. 

Presently the sound and buzz of many tongues and many 
feet were heard in the glen. A crowd of men* and women 
approached the cottage, and two of their number, Willie 
Cowan and Tom Gdmonstone, came and said that the Rising 
Sun. had just arrived in the bay with the intelligence that 
Captain Corsbane in the Wildfire was on his way to the 
West Indies. They had met him on the coast, and knowing 
him to be smuggler and pirate, desired to have a brush with 
bim ; but the excellence of his seamanship, and the swift- 
ness of his sailing, carried him out of their reach. Corsbaney 


they added, was as much dreaded, as he was well known, in 
the West Indies ; he had a noble estate in Hispaniola, for 
he had French blood as well as Scotch in his veins, and 
kept a splendid house, and even a harem, with numerous 
slaves. They believed that his course was wellnigh run ; 
he was marked out by the British ships of war, and but for 
the civil dissensions in France, which extended to Hispaniola, 
he would have been seized and cbndemned long ago ; for 
several of his comrades hung blackening in the sun among 
the West India isles. 

Mary drew something like comfort from this int^ligence ; 
and turning to Jeanie Rabson, said, ** Oh Jeanie— my ain 
Jeanie, you are ever right ; 1 trust in God." « 

Nickie Neevison now stepped forward and said, '* Where* 
fore all this moan about ane, when it^s weel kenned there 
are twa ; and wherefore come ye here with guns and staves f 
D^ye think that this array of war will bring back bonnie 
Morison Roldan to his mither's bosom V 

'* Fool woman !" said Edmonstone, ** will ye never learn 
the art of handing yere tongue ! If you hadna tauld poor 
Morison that the Wildfire had left the bay, he wad ha^ been 
on his guard/' 

** There now,** said the laird of Howeboddom, " the thing 
is growing plainer and ^plainer ; and I ken o* ane wha saw 
the captain and the baron talking late the night before ; so 
lay that and that together, and couple a' with the circum- 
stance that my lord is about to be married to the grand 
southron Lady Vane, and yeUl see why our poor bIKirn has 
been kidnapped.'* 

These latter words went like a knife to the heart of Mary; 
it is true that she had long ceased to nourish any hdpiea 
connected with the hand of Lord Roldan, while his late eon'- 
versation with her son put it beyond all doubt that he had 
no desire to do her justice ; yet while he was unmarried 
there was the chance which repentance might bring aboiit. 
8he grew exceedingly pale, and said to herself, '* Oh God ! 
what next! — what nextl" 

It would have been well for her, perhaps, had she fainted ; 
the vigour of her mind, and this heaping up of misfortunes, 
had a contest. Not a tear came ; her eyes wandered wildly 
around; her hands clutched repeatedly at the empty air; 
she gasped as if the wotds to which she wished to give uU 
' terance were choking her, and then said, in a low, hurried, 
smothering tone, ** Is Lord Roldan there t — is Lord Roldaa 
there ! Stand out between me and the light, and let me see 
him.'* She held out her hands, saying, *' Give me my son-^ 
give me my son. Turn me out of house and home ; make 
the grass my bed, and the sky mv covering, and the blind- 
worm and ffrasshoppers my bedfellows, but, oh ! give me my 
•on. You nave him not, say you 1 Oh yes, you hare bim 

ionn AotDxn^ ' 191 

•^1 wiQ worship joa," she said, foiling on her knees, ^ I will 
worship ]^ou — ^1 will place you between God and me, if you 
will but give me my son. We will go from you as far as the 
sun has land to shine on — as far as the wind has space to 
breathe in — as far as water flows, birds sing, and flowers 
yield sarour, if you will give me my son.** 

" Oh, Jeanie — Jeanie Rabson,^ said the laird, " canna ye 
bring her back to reason — HI give the half of Howeboddom 
to whoever can restore her — ^if she disna come again, I ken 
what 111 do,** and he clenched his teeth, and muttered some- 
thing about *' heart's, blude.** 

** We are a' gaun mad together,** said Jeanie, in a low 
tone, loosing Mary's stays ; on opening her bosom a platted* 
ti^ess of long shining hair, tied with blue riband, dropped out : 
Jeanie thrust it out of sight. 

Mary felt about her neck for the tress of hair with both her 
hands. " Ay, take it back, ray lord— take it back — you are 
right : what have \ ^o do with such tokens ! Now will y% 
give me my son ? Oh the time has been when ye were the suer 
and I was the sued. The moon on Glengamock hill, do yoa 
mind how brightly she shone ! the stars, too, looked through 
the garlands of our tnrsting bower, and I thought they saw 
us. You vowed and I listened ; you swore, and what could 
I do but believe ? I had not then learned that falsehood was 
on earth ; but, oh, too soon you taught me that lies were com- 
mon, and false oaths too. ' Oh give me back my son, since you 
cannot give me my fair name.** She seemed to expect an 
answer, but receiving none, rose suddenly up, dropped her 
hands, and murmuring out, *' Alas, where am I, and where 
am I wandering 1" sank into the arms of Jeanie Rabson, 
and fainted away. ** God be praised !" said Jeanie, " 1 ken 
how to deal with her now : open door — open window. 
James, strike on her palms, and, oh ! do it saftiy : the cauld- 
est water, Nickie, woman, that's owre warm-rthat will do: 
fan her now, fan her ; stand out of the door there ; she's com- herself. Now a* leave the room save Nickie and me; 
begone with you : did ye never see a woman in a fainting-fit 

before !** 

The laird of Howeboddom went out and addressed the 
crowd who had assembled to hear the news of Morison. 
" Men," said James, " I have but little to say : Mary, God 
h^lp her, is just falling out of ae fainting-fit into anither : 
Morison, poor lad, is carrfed off— kidnapped, I should hae 
gaid — and it*s believed that his ain father kens owre meikle 
about it : sae if yell a* slip hame till I gang up to the castle 
and speak to my lord. Til meet ye at Howeboddom at e'en, 
and tell ye what speirings I get.**. 

The peasants looked one at another, *^ Conscience, man,** 
exclaimed Willie Cowan, " the half of a* that ye learn there 
winnabe meikle: what am 1 hfvei for, think ye; and d'ye 

^ 102 LORD &OWAN. 

r think my Queen Anne has naught but a snuff o* powder-in 

I her r* He branuished hi& guaas he spoke, and added, ** IH 

Biak' twa; mak* the third wha likes.*' 

*' WeUl a' gang up,** exclaimed a hundred voices ; " and if 
we canna.get a clear account of the dear lad, God 1 we'll pu' 
the castle down about Lord Roldan's lugs.** 

** Come on, then,** said James ftabson ; ** but remember; 
let us do nothing rashly— the law has ta*en a strong grip in 
this glen even within my memory.** 

*' I hae a cousin that clerks to the proeuter fliskie,*^ (Pkocq« 

rator fiscal,) cried one, " and I think I should ken gaye weel 

how to manage a matter of this kind ; we*ll just gang up 

^ and quietly terrogate him, and if he says no twice — twice, 

^ V mind ye, when he should say ay ance, then he*s a male* 

factor, and we may take a shot at him.'* * 

*' That's fair, at any rate,** said Edmonstone, " whether it*s 
law orno-— sae since we have baith right and law on our 
side, fy ! let us off-— we are pwre lang here.** 
' James Rabson and his companions were soon on the road 
for Roldan Castle ; the turrets were already visible among 
the trees, and the Ladye Chapel was at hand, when the dia 
of coach wheels and the clatter of horses'' feet were heard 
coming up rapidly behind. On looking round they jsaw a 
cavalcade very different from what they themselves present* 
ed, approaching. First came two servants in green liveries, 
who seemed to peep into every bush and tree, as if they 
came to spy. out the land, and dreaded an ambush ; they 
. were followed by two gentlemen in green hunting-frocks and 

scarlet vests, at whose side ran a couple of staghounds ; be- 
hind these came a coach, so covered with carvings, so 
smeared with gold, and so massive in every part, that it 
looked more like a summerhouse come out to take the air 
on wheels, with all its inmates, or some Eastern caravaa 
with all its pn0Sts i^ol — than a carriage made for 
the ordinary accommodation of mortals. '* God have a care 
^ on us !" cried one or more of the crowd, " but this maun be 
•the pope of Rome* with his scarlet ladve, come to pay the 
land a visit ; it is awfu* to thole sic a thing to be done in a 
Christian land.** 

'* Oh ye bom gomerals,** cried Nickie Neevison, who, leavt 
in^ Mary Morison^to the ministry of Jeanie Rabson, now 
Jomed the crowd ; '* ye bom gomerals, it*s the grand Lady 
Vane ; the bravest beauty in all the south countree ; make 
room for her, or she'll ride owre us.*' The crowd openedt 
leaving room for the strangers, who were now close at h^d, 
to pass. 

The carriage came up ; it was drawn by four black horses, 

* whose long tails swept the ground, and contained four in- 

Bfates. One was an elderly gentleman of a noble look<-^ 

Md, and somewhat corpulent; apziest in a gown of blaok 

WTM» iritii a rope or eh^in round bis iiiidd]e» a sqaare eq» of 
dan cloth on hia head* while from his neck depended a ro- 
sary of various coloured beads ; an elderly dame, starched, 
tfaia, stately, and of a sour and disdainful look, sat behind ; 
while at her side was a lady of such external elegance, thai 
in the eyes of the wondenng rustics she seemed at least a 
dudiess. She was tall, her eyes were large and of vivid 
bhie ; her nose slightly aquiline, and a close observer might 
have seen that she took some pains with her complexion, for 
on her lip and chin a black hair or two escs^ing the inquisi- 
tion of her own hands and her maid's eyes, intimated that 
the soil was fertile, and required weeding. Her blue riding 
habit and hat and feather, and above all her silk pantaloons 
peeping oot ai the extremity of her kirtle, gave her a swash- 
ing and a martial oiitside. *' My conscience, lad !'^ said Cowan, 
as if addressing Lord Roldan, '' ye'U be wived now — she^s a 
trimmer, FU warrant her ; 1 wad like to hear her speak ; TU 
be bound her tongue rings like a bell ; it wad clip clouts.*^. 

*' Keep a civil tongue in your head, fellow,*' said one of 
the riders, menacing honest Willie with his whip ; '* keep a 
eivil tongue, sirrah." 

"And keep down yere silver-handled switch," replied the 
other, nothing daunted, *' there's twa ounce of lead in Queen 

" It's the grand Lady Vane," cried Nickie Neevison ; " ye 
may talk of the looks of Mary Morison after this ! a sow's 
log to velvet ; a bur-docken to a piony rose ; we'll have a 
real lady to reign amang us, now. God bless your well; 
faured face, my lady; I make ye welcome to Glen|amock; 
a sigfaft of you's gude forsair een, as the blin'man said to the 
May-morn sun;" and Nickie, in the excess of her seal, all 
but prostrated herself before this new idoL 

" What rude creature is this 1" exclaimed Lady Vane, with 
a sharp, commanding voice — *^ what rude creature is this I 
Take her away, and desire these rustics to clear the road." 

'' Rude creature !" cried Nickie Neevison, in a tone thrice 
as jarring and shrill as her ladyship's ; " ye rude creature, 
weel ! I'm as weel gotten, and better educated than yersel, 
madam : d'ye think the Vanescanie na like other fowk into the 
warld,tbatye maun take precedence of a' Eve's daughters!" 

Nickie stepped back, and the cavalcade swept on; she 
would not, however, allow them to goon such easy terms, 
and continued to pour after them a tempest of abuse, which 
rattled around them, but harmed not, for one of the rear- 
most of a numerous train of domestics said, *^ Lord, how 
shrilly that woman sings !" . 

*^8he howls," observed a second, '' like a beaten cur, and 
her language is about as intelligible." 

When I^y Vane and her companions reached the ruin* 
one chapel, a voices-it was that of the priesV-commanded 

Vol.!.— I ^'^ 


kem to halt *^ Here,^^ he said, '* miracles Were wrouphtof 

Id, and though the land has fallen into heresy^ still is the 

lace holy, for insensate things are not like sensate,; once 

oly and ever holy. Alight, therefore, my daughter, and 

nmble yourself, even on your knees before the broken al- 

ir/' He alighted while yet speaking, and putting oflf latch- '4 

tted shoes of perfumed leather, and remormg his cornered^ 

ad embroidered cap from his head, stood upon the green* 

ward, and awaited, with some impatience, her coming. 

Lady Vane seemed not only in no haste, but to have no 
slish for such an act of humility ; she was heard to mutter 
> her attendant, ** What ! kneel in this Scottish dog-kennel, 
I my best hunting kirtle V She moved out of her carriage 
ith an air of ruffled dignity ; walked into the chapel, and * i 

nelt at the altar with the air of one who came to confer ^ 

onour. Though her lips moved, no one could catoh a word 
f her supplication. 

** My daughter,*^ said the priest, " this frame of mind is omin* - J 

us ; know that before this altar, all the brides, and many of 1 

lem were far descended, of the house of Roldan, knelt and io- | 

oked the blessing of the saints and of the Virgin, and entreat-* 
3 the spirit which, for seven centuries, has influenced the - ^ 

estinies of the name, to be propitious. Be serious ; there . \ 
I no playing at fast and loose with divine beings/^ 

She rose at once from her knees, and said, '* I have knelt, 
ir priest, because I reverence what has been holy — ^press 
le no further; a new light has arisen amonff the nations ; 
nd its halo is over France, and those who ruled us in soul, ay, 
ad in body too, are shrinking from its insufferable brightness.** 

She^ walked out of the chapel, tossing her plumes, and 
yok her seat with stich a soss, as if she would have knocked 
le bottom out of the carriage. 

" She's a teazer," said Willie Cowan : " what a mincing 
tep she has, and how she sets herself out before and pro- 
ects herself behind, and makes her pennants rustle like a 
irkey cock with his tail up among barn-door hens !*' 

On the castle lawn the lady was met by Lord Roldan, who, 
ressed m the extremity of fashion, seemed to emulate her 
I extravagance. He bore on his person many yards of vel- 
et, many yards of gold lace, a good deal of embroidery, a 
rofusion of French cambric, lialf a quart of diamonds, and 
alf a pint of perfume. Lady Vane eyed him through her 

astle is not as well put on as himself.*' 
«• My gold, girl," whispered the lady, " will make these 
ark turrets glitter. We are come, my lord," she said aloud, 
to invade you, and storm and take your towers ; we have 
rought, too, a priest to bless them " 





** Lady Vane,*' said Lord Roldan, waving his hat in hta 
handy and allowing th6 perfume of his powdered locks to es- 
cape at will, ** yoQ have but to look, and such is the inflo* 
ence of your eyes, that the towers of my ancestors will 
throw their gates open, and I shall cease to oe their master.** 

*''Tis well worded, my lord,** replied the lady; *'but 
wherefore have I not your hand---ma8t I take that of Father 
Vaughan ? You noblemen of the north are as cold as your 

He offered his arm, Lady Vane laid her hand on it, sprang 
down, and said, ** The days of loitering damsels and senti- 
mental ladies are gone ; a new charter is bestowed oa our 
sex, and we are to meet men on equal terms — mind to miodt 
my lord — such are the rules of France — France, that dicta- 
ted ruffles and lace, and gold-headed canes, has settled 
clothes and taken to the mind : the mind has its iashiona at 
Well as the body-** 

She put her arm on Lord Roldan's, led him a little aside, 
and said, ^ I have brought my uncle, and I have brought my 
priest i moreover, 1 have brought two gentlemen of my blood 
and name, but I have done so for fashion's sake. I shall 
take it upon me to arrange all that is necessary for the hon- 
our of the house of Vane.** 

** You do me but too much honour, Lady Vane,** said Lord 
Roldan ; '*too much honour, by this kind confidence ; all that 
I have to offer you is this worm-eaten tower, these barren 
hills, and their poor owner ; here they are, in what words 
shall I surrender them V* 

'* You are too ceremonious and complimentary, my lord ; 
but you have not mentioned all of which I require tne sur- 
render : Lord Roldan has named his towers, his lands, and 
his person ; there is a heart, a free and unconstrained sur- 
render of that is necessary before you can have a single acre 
on the banks of the Tees or in the glens of the Coouet.** 

Lady Vane, in saying this, dismissed the mock heroic air 
with which she had hitherto acted and spoken, and tnmed 
her large blue eyes on him as if she would have looked him 

^ I would not offer my hand,** was the answer, ** unless I 
could offer my heart also'; but I imagined that all this and 
more was understood—or wherefore has your ladyship,** he 
added with a smile, '* deiffned to make me this visit !** 

** Well, now,** she said, ** that is a fair question. When I 
quitted the banks of the Tees, I thought as I did when last 
we had you as a guest, and an honoured one, in our towers; 
but ere I approached the banks of the' Dee, I chanced to.heax 
something wHich makes these questions quite proper." 

«• What has my Lady Vane heard !*' ^ 

'* Why, but a little ; it is said there is one— ft woman— a 
retainer, and, let me do her Justico, a fair one, residing on 

f 106 . LORD ROLDAK. 

^ your estate, who has some claim, not only on your hand-^ 

' written TOWS, nay, written contracts are talked of-*-but haff 

given you a living proof of her affection. Why hearQ I not 
of this before, and why have I to learn it on the mom of my 
bridal day f 

Lord Roldan answered in a calm quiet tone, ** What would 
the people of the vale of Tees have said, had I caused it to 
be proclaimed on ray approach : All ye who are beautiful be-* 
ware — Lord Roldan, who is coming among you, has been 
foolish with a young woman of a fair complexion in his na- 
^ tive vale-; take heed, therefore, and drive a harder bargain 
with him. Was this a secret t No, it was known to all the 

The lady blushed a little as she said, " Nay, nay, it prob- 
ably did not become you to proclaim your own folly : I 
ought to have sent some one to spy out the land and make an 
inventory of your lordship^s character, t only say I hear of 
this for the first time. Now answer me one question : where 
is the boy, whereas this Morison Roldan ? such is the name 
of the youth." 

Ere Lord Roldan could make answer, Nickie Neevison 
burst out from among the bushes which perfumed while they 
fringed the lawn, and exclaimed, '^How can he tell ye, 
madam ; dVe think that he has the reckoning of the ship 
that carried the bairn away in his keeping, or that he hands 
the winds in his hands 1" 

** Begone V^ said Lord Roldan, sternly. " Begone ! . This 
is a poor mad creature, my lady, and neither knows whut 
she says nor to whom she speaks." 

** I can answer for her lunacy," said Lady Vane ; '* her ftoi* 
tastic dress Is not more so, than the strange words which 
she used to me on my way.'^ 

** Fantastic dress !" exclaimed Nickie. " I wish my lady 
saw herself-^-she's just a real hizzie-fallow — half man and 
half woman, wi* pantaloons where she 'should have petti* 
4Soat8, and a beard where nae beard should be." 

Lord Rcddan was too much enraged to smile. " Here, Loiw 
ance and Loudon — here, Bell and Irving, remove this foolish 
person— but at your peril harm her." 

His servants came at his bidding, but not before Nickie 
had made him a courtesy and cried, '* Thank ye, my lord, 
ye were aye civil to a* that didna wear pantaloons : but I 
have nae need of your care : I have friends and servitors at 
hand. Here, Rabson ^and Rogerson — here, Cowan and 
Crombie— here, Harestanes and Halherson, tell this lord 
what we are come (of.** 

To the surprise both of Lord Roldan tmd Lady Vane, and 
something to the alarm of others, the laird of Howeboddom 
and his companions, not less than a hundred in number, and 
•nned with such wea^ns as anger and haste presentedf ap- 


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peved at opce on the lawn; some fifty seized the eoort- 
yard gate, while James Rabaon and a dozen of the most eager 
advaocad. Jagies spoke first. '' I am come to know, my 
lord, why you have caused our dear lad Moriaon to be kid- 
napped and carried away, and sold for a slave— ay ! or mur- 
dered, if snch be the pleasure of Captain Corsbane. Answer 
me, my lord, for an answer I shall have before I quit this 

^ Foolish rustic,^ replied Lord Roldan, ** come yon to my 
own lawn, and in this presence, to put rude questions 1 what 
I ha?e done I am ready to answer at any bar^ but not to a 
nob of menials." 

'* We are men," said James; " is your lordship more ? Yon 
' speak as if you were a god, and could dispose of us at pleas* 
nre — ^we are men." 

.** Not all of us," said Nickie Neevison« ** for Fm nae better 
than a if oman : her ladyship, however, is mair, if I may 
judge, by her dress and her whiskers." 

'( I have seen and heard enough7-ay, and more than 
enough," said Lady Vane ; *' your lordship is. accused, and you 
dei^ not the accusation — ^nay, you bring me here, that I may 
be insulted by the very scum of creation — that I may hear 
my station and my person ridiculed and traduced even on your 
own lawn. Were I mistress of these towers, I would—" 
and she shook her riding whip at the rustics, who were now 
gathering around her. 

Lord Roldan drew himself up, and said, '* These towers 
have been held a thousand years, and a woman^s hand never 
un/urled the banner. Lady Vane says she has seen and heard 
enough, and more than enough. Will her ladyship deign to 
honour my old moth-eaten stronghold, or shall we bring the 
chapel altar here and be wed on this fair green and in this 
courtly presence!" 

^* No !" exclaimed the lady, the top of her cheek bones 
growing ted as fire, and her very feathers partaking of her 
emotioA. *^ No, my lord, I have seen with my own eyes, I 
have heard with mv own ears, I desire no other witnesses— 
we met at first coldly, and coldly we roust part. But, what 
— lo ! here is another distressed lady : one come, perchance, 
to give testimony to your constancy. Shall we bring out 
the chapel altar, my lord, and have the ceremony performed 
on this fair fieid^and before these courtly witnesses t Come 
hither, holy father, and make this good lord and this dis- 
tressed dame one." 

*' There needs no scorn, lady/' said Mary Moriaon, ad- 
vancing from the pathway which skirted the lawn ; *' I come 
' not to upbraid, but to release ; 1 come not to beg, but to be- 
stow ; 1 come, lady, to enable Lord Roldan to uafil his en- 
gagements to you with honour." 
Juady Vane looked with surprise ; she was touched by the 



19d tOKD ROLDAI^. 

beaaty of Mary Vi person as well as by the dtgnity and dt* 
gfance with which she spoke. The brightness of her eyeB; 
the roses impaired by sorrow, but now refreshed by early 
remeoibrances ; her graceful form and her melodious voice, 
all united to exalt her in Lady Vane's opinion ; who softened 
her haughty tone, and even advanced a step or two, as she 
thus addressed her : ^ 

" No scorn was intended, madam ; the little that was, most 
go to this good lord, who, neglecting suc^ looks and such 
.merit as yours, and seeking other alliances, shows such laek 
of taste as 1 could not till now have given him credit for«" 

**Lady,*' said Mary, ''I complain not of his neglect; I 
have but myself to blame : I was young and foolish, and be- 
lieved what was told me, and having read in story of Ibe 
high mating with the humble, I imagined the like might ha|^ 
pen in life. I was deceived : that is to say, I deceived my- 

'* Fy, fy, my lord !" said Lady Vane ; '* and was inequality 
of birth and station your only reason for your conduct % A 
new light is breaking upon the world ; the proud and tlie 
titled will probably soon think it an honour to find husbands 
as well as wives among the lowborn ; we are all equal 1^ 

**It is enough, lady," said Mary, *^ that I come neither to 
make a claim nor to utter upbraidtngs ; we cannot force our 
feelings. Lord Roldan has said and done that to ma and 
mine, which were he to offer me his hand and his land, wonkl 
make me reject all ; not in scorn, lady, but in the calm res- 
olution of an unchangeable heart. Farewell! I came to 
loose ; if I have not done it sufficiently, I shall do it again. 
I bless you, lady, for bearing with me so mildly ; when^you 
are mistress of these towers you will find many warm hearts 
around you ; be gentle and be kind, and you will live in 
every bosom." 

During this conversation, which passed allin a few roinntest 
Lord Roldan wist not well what to say or do ; of Lady Vane 
be had seen much to convince him that she was as imperi- 
ous as she was wealthy. While he was in the act of wei^. 
tng her in the balance of his own mind, the random saying 
of a peasant made the scale in which she was placed kick 
the beam. ** What fierce blue eyes she has got," said one, 
** and what a proud southland nose !" 

** The eyes and the nose are weel enough," said Willie 
Cowan ;'* but d*ye no see, man, that the towers of Roldan 
will never win an heir from her ladyship 1" 

'* Gudesake, no," said the other. 

*• Then PU show ye," responded Willie. " D'ye mark her 
chin — ^look at it, atween and the sunshine, and tell me what 
ye see." 

The peasant looked as desired. *^ I see b ut g08h» no— 

eh, h cfaima be — ^aod yet deil hae meif diere biniift— I see 
kaiiB, Willie Cowan, where they ehouldna be. What may 
that Ibrbode, now ?*' 

" It bodes,*^ said Willie, " barren wedlock ; shell neTer 
doudle a baimie on her knee, nor ken how sweet the word 
mither is to a woman's ear.*' These words helped, with the 
imperious tone which the lady assumed, to render Lord 
^ ttoldan cold. It was not altogether her great wealth which 
he coveted. Lady Vane was of a noble catholic stock, and 
he desired an heir to the towers of Roldan ; for of the hiwful 
male line, he was now the sole snrriver. At last he found 

^Lady Vane,** he said, ''does injustice to herself as w^ 
as to her humble suitor, in discussing his character with 
fauids and menials. There stands the tower of Roldan mid 
bere is its lord, ready to usher Lady Vane in. The men of 
my house** — he said this with a smile — ** command on their 
own lands and sometimes on their neighbours*." 

^Tfae^k^rds of Roldan maycommuid whom they cant" 
exclaimed Lady Vane, '* but none of them shall ever com- 
mmd me : th^e towers I shall never enter. He that is false 
lo such a creature as this, so beautiful, so mild, and so^ig- 
nified, can never be true to me. I have heard modi and 
seen much, and in these words I bid you fiajewelL** 

She turned suddenly from him, sprang into heir carriafe* 
held up her glove, and whip and spur carried her down Uie 
avemie and into the public road, with a rapidity at which Uie 
-peasants who followed the laird of Howeboddom stood 

**Vm thinking. Lord Roldan,** said an old white-headed 
domestic who opened the gate to admit him, ** I'm thinkingy 
that if it had been our fate to get Elfrida Vane for a mistresSy 
that we would have had to cool her sometimes in the auld 
vault where one of the Musgraves, Margaret by name« was 
confined for malefactions of temper* in your great-grandaire'a 

Lord Roldan smiled. He retired to his chamber, and his 
thoughts ran much on Mary Morisoo, who had shown such 
unlooked-for elevation of soul ; the parting words of Willie 
Cowan, too, rang still in his ears. *' Conscience, but Mary 
is the natural bom lady, after a'.; she has the true stamp on 
her, and this madam with the whiskers is but a counterfeit. 
Ood is aye right and man is aften wrang.** 



Will ye gp to the Indies, my Mary, 

And leave auld Scotia's shore ? 
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, 

Across th' Atlantic's roar ? 
Oh sweet grows the lime aiid the orange, 

An' the apple on the pine. 


To BOt^a few of the peasants this peaceful termination of 
their expedition seemed unwelcome. ** They eoaldna see 
what was to have hindered them,'^ they said, " from having 
a touch at the auld tower ; though, nae doubt, it wad have 
been a sad thing to lose a bride and a castle baith in ae day y 
and then Lord Roldan heeded naebody's feelings but his un, 
and why should ony respect be shown to his. . But thea 
here lay the matter: the witch, Nanse Halberson, had 
soothed Mary about her son-^they did nae weel ken how \ 
and when^she was pleased Jeanie Rabson was pleased ; smd 
when Jeanie was pleased, the laird of Howebodoom^ helpless 
body, was pleased. likewise. It was true, they said, that 
they wad hae had a brash for^t, because the baron had some 
stanch hands about him, and was a ringing deevii himsel 
when his blude was up ; nor could they hide from them* 
selves that they saw sundry gun-^muzzles presented from 
loopholes and windows ; but then they were on a just errand^ 
wi^ law and mercy on their side ; yet after a', it was maybe 
Just as well as it was ; wha wad have calked up the holes 
made in shooting at one anither's bare faces? and wha 
kenned but that Morispn was forced awa wi^his ain consent ! 
he was afye a deep deevii and naebody could fadom him. 
And see," they concluded, ^ yonder's Mary, and Jean, and 
Jame^» like three nuts on a stalk — they may e'en take their 
ain whitter, and we'll away hame, greater fules than whea 
we came here." 

The three walked together in silence for some time^ ai 
last^ Jeanie Rabson, when they came to the separation of 
the roads, said, '^ Mary, womai^, ye will be lonesome now in 
the Elfin-glen; wad it no be better in 3^e to come up to 
Howeboddom, and draw in a chair and sit down wi' us ; it 
wad be a great pleasure to the laird and me — no but that I'm 
willing to cpme aften and see ye — and the place is weel 
worth, gaun to see suppose there was naebody there— -hut 
Vm na sae yauld as I was, lass, when we ran about the braes 
-and poa'd the gowans fine, as the saog says, that poor Morit 

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^ • 

Bon nsed to croon, for lie coiddaa singt though his voice 
like music itsel^* 

** I cannot quit the Elfin cottage and the honny glen,** said 
Mary; " eveiy bend of the bum ia like a faithful uriend, and 
every tree is like a truthfu* acquaintance ; the verv hawthome 
when they put on their summer dress seem to ask me to look 
at them, and the bits of trouts jouk joyous firae bank to bank, 
and the birds come a branch lower, down and sin^ sweeter, I 
think, as I wander along. It would be like sundering the right 
hand frae the left, Jeanie Rabson, to sepanue us.*^ 

The laird, who had not before opened his lips, said, *' Weel, 
weel, ye mauna urge it further ; we dinna Uke ye the less, 
Mary Morison, for yere love of the auld gien. I like to look 
at it maistdailv myself from the top of our broomy knowea : 
gude-day ; ye^fl no be coming hame just yet, Jeanie.^ And 
homeward plodded the laird, looking neither to the ri^ht nor 
to the left. Some one, as he trudged along, heard him say, 
** Weel, ru never say north and south mair, but juiM say 
Mary Morison and Elfrida Vane, for wha ever saw sic a twa* 
some ! the tane a lily, and the tither a nettle : God is aye 
light and man is aften wran^, as Willie Cowan aaya.'* 

Jeanie and Mary walked into the elen together. ^ I am 
mfraid,** said the former, *' that there^ mair at yeie heart, 
Mary, than the mere liking to the glen — and the ^len*s bonnie 
enough — whilk gars ye cling to it like the limpet to the 
rock,, or the honeysuckle to the birch. When I bade ye come 
and 'draw in yere chair, and sit down in Howeboddom, I 
meant mair than the mere, act implies ; but let us gang in 
and sit down, for Fm gaun to speak seriously now, lass.'* 

They seated themselves and remained some time silent ; 
Jeanie looked ' up and down, and out at the door, and out 
of the window. ^* It's a' for your sake, Mary, that I am 
eeeing there are nae listeners or comers — for what I*m 
about to say I carena as far as regards the laird and mysel, 
that a* the wide world heard it^^^nd I think events of 
late seem to countenance my proposal: here's our poor 
lad, Morison, borne away to Hispin — what d'ye callt-^ 
oi^y'-^here is Lord Roldan seeking a wife, and here is our 
James willing to have ane ; d'ye understand me now ? Will 
ye come and rule Howeboddom wi' me, rigg and riffg about, 
and iirake4he road that takes ye tilt through the kirk 1 Love 
wi' our James is as strong as death ; and I aye think since 
he saw that Morison was sic a noble lad that he has hked the 
mither the better ; but, Mary, that couldna be." 

Mary looked up ; more than ordinary brightness was in her 
eyes, and more than common colour in hercheek. ^ Jeanie,'* 
she said, ** I have thought, God forgive me ! sometimes of 
dying; for oh, dark, dark thoughts come into my head now 
and then; but what ye have said reconciles me to life, and 
teUa me that the sun of heaven has light for the moat 


wretched^ and will shine oti me yet. Oh, Jeanie Rabson! 
whiles I thought that even your love was from compassion^ 
but this offer on the part of your noble brother tells me that 
I have redeemed my name and am once more worthy of 
being numbered among the matrons' of this land ^ Grod bless 
him,' and God reward him for it." 

•* Ye maun reward him for it yersel, Mary ; the time and 
the manner are baith left to you, and dinna think, lass, the 
less of our James for no coming and pireferring his ain suit ; 
James Rabson can speaJclike ony minister when he's rightly 
moved — ay, and act like ony hero, when he's righteously 
angered — ^I wish ye but knew, Mary, what I had to say to 
keep him from striking Lord Roldan dead on hi§ ain lawn, 
this morning ; he has two men's wisdom, as weel as two 
men's strength at times." 

** Jeanie Rabson," said the other, " I will never marry ; I 
cooldna stand the clash of the land. Oh ! the tongues that 
my bridal morning would let loose, and the unlicensed words 
they would use! The very circumstance of a pure and 
honourable man wedding me would be one of their chief re- 
proaches ; my error, which they are now inclined to forget, 
would be remembered anew; and wha kens, Jeanie, but their 
words, which would poison the air, miffht poison the ear of 

Jour brother, and he might rue him of his unhappy bargain, 
eanie, I shall never marry." 

" Ye mauna say that, Mary, ye mauna say that ; ye dinna ken 
what is predestined. But though I hae spoken with a sisterly 
tongue as was well my part for our James, ye mauna think 
that I either undertook to plead for him willingly, or thought 
I should succeed. No ! I kenned ye owre weel for that, and 
had I no kenned ye, the sight I saw in your distracted mo- 
ments to-day wad hae been confirmation enough. The blue 
riband and the shining link of lang hair which ye carry in 
your bosom hinder yere heart frae warming at another 
name; Lord Roldan wears powder now; but I mind his 
glancing locks eighteen years syne. Ah, Mary Morison !" 

" And why should I not wear it ?" replied Mary ; *' it is in- 
sensate, and cannot harm me as he on whose temples it once 
flittered has done. Oh, Jeanie, you said a wise thing, nor is 
it the less wise that you found it in a song ; true love is strone 
as death. 1 passionately, ay, madly loved-him, and lavished 
on him all the treasures of my young heart : how sad my 
requital has been I need not tell you ; how he has continued 
to annoy my loneliness and make my solitude sadder, you 
have more than a guess ; nay, that to smooth the way to his 
marriatre, he put a tongue and hand out of the way that 
were likely 10 remonstrate, I have had now proof sufficient; 
yet, Jeanie, I cannot hate him ; I cannot forget him ; I see 
Eim wheresoever I look by day, and in my dreams by nif ht 


is be present. Judge ye, then, if I am In a condition to 
become another man^s wife.'* 

^ Ye ha^e just said what I expected ye would say,** said 
Jeanie Rabson, with a sigh; **but** — here she rose, and 
seemed inclined to begone without finishing her sentence. 

** But what ? Jeanie, my own dear Jeanie, but what ? Yon 
were about to say something more ; speak ouf 

*' I was about to obsenre,'' said Jeanie, **that with these 
feelings it would be better, safer, to come frae this lonely 
place and dwall wi' us; we are sisters in heart if we arenae 
to be connected by marriage.'' 

*' No," said Mary, mildly but firmly, *' here I maun abide ; 
my heart can hold no other k>Te, and my sight, I think, abide 
no other scenes but those around : had I all the wealth of ^ 
the world, here would I build my bower, and here would f 
Jive, and if company could not find me, I would not find out 
company. I have ta'en my resolution. That I have not re- 
fused James Rabson from other hopes he may yet live to see 
proofs ; for, Jeanie, a something here tells me that my trials 
are not all over ; but sooner will yon tide wash down Colvend 
rock, than I shall swerve from my resolves." 

On her way to Ho weboddom, Jeanie could not help saying to 
herself, * * S he's a wondro us creature, no w, this Mary Morison ! 
but what the new trial can be to which she alludes surpasses 
my descriving. Its no likely that Lord R(Hdan will offer 
himself; and its no likely she'll refuse him an he did, sae 
there's nae trial can be there ; weel after a' women are 
queer creatures ; but here comes a queerer creature than any 
of us." 

The person to whom Jeanie alluded was Dominie Milligan ; 
he was advancing with strides both long and quick; he had 
a staff in his hand which he grasped with more than usual 
firmness, and his eye intimated that the body was obeying 
the workings of the brain, for it seemed turned on some dis- 
tant object so effectually, that all near was invisible. He no 
more saw Jean Rabson, than the ground over which he was 
striding saw him — she spoke as he approached, but he an- 
swered not. He swerved a little, which denoted a sense of 
hearing* and that he was aware of some coming object. *' John 
Milligan !" said Jeanie, extending her arm, and seizing hin 
by the breast of the coaU He stared, lified up one foot, and 
gaped ; much to the amusement of the heiress, who looked 
at him from head to fooU and then burst into a fit of laughter. 
The dominie, who was somewhat nervous on the score of 
ridicule, awakened at once. *' Miss Jeanie Rabson, and is 
this you ? Oh, I heard, woman, this blessed morning, that 
you and the laird were sorely bested by thc^ atheistical lord, 
and the popish lady, and 1 but staid to glance into the 
pages of one or two of our most fructifying controversialfets, 
that I might refresh myself for the contest, and tarried but 


804 lK)RO ROLl^AK* 

Use itking of tliis staff, lest carnal weapons miglit be ta- 
quired,«nd here am I hastening to the strife." 

** Dominie," said Jeaniet ** what time of the day d^e 
think it is V 

*' Why, abont the hour of eleven of the clock. Do you 
think I know not what I am about 1" 

•* Scarcely, John," replied the maiden. •* Eyes west— 
what is yon sitting on the top of the hills of I>ee-*is*t the 
moon, think ye V* 

** The moon !" said the dominie, ** who ever saw the sil- 
ver planet shining at this hour of the day 1 — ^Jeaniet you are 

** Vm thinking it maun be the setting sun," said Jeanie, 
" mair by token the birds are seeking the bushes, and the 
kye are coming hame; and, hearken, that was the bum- 
clock. Oh, dominie, ye lost yourself among the controver- 
sial fathers. Why, man, if I were to forget myseU and get 
called wi* you in the kirk, ye wadna be forthcoming at the 
bridal !" 


Try me, oh Jeanie, try me," said the dominie. *< But 
you are a pleasant maiden-^-and now, on looking closer, I*m 
dubious that you are right about the time of the day ; though. 
Miss Jean, ye would find me more accurate in matrimonial . 
engagements. But though ye are ane of the wisest and 
most serious maidens in thede parts, I never can find you in a 
sober mood — ^ye will never talk seriously about aught but 
poor Morison and his mother." 

«'^Deed, dominie,V replied Jeanie, <* that's a subject tp 
make the lightest noddle in the parish serious — the lad^slost, 
but no 1 trust for ever : we have something like an assur- 
ance, hot only of his safety, but of the airt he is spirited 
away to. They ca' the place Hispa'niola: some of the folk 
are black, and some of them are white, and some of them 
are atween the twa — ^the will6w-wands bear ready-made 
sugar, and the hazels have gowden pippins ; the briar-bushest 
instead of dew bear drappit honey, and for red potatoes, 
they have pineapples, and, moreover, under your feet you 
find pomegranates." 

At the word pomegranate, the dominie fidged and coughed ; 
he remembered his trial sermon, and glancing his eye on 
Jeanie, perceived, or imagined he perceived, a roguish twin- 
kle of eye which intimatM that she had a twofold meaning: 
perhaps he might have been angry for a minute or so ; but 
on looking forward, he saw the smoke ascending from the 
supper fire of Howeboddom-house, and the lights beginning 
to twinkle backward and forward from chamber to ha% 
and he smothered his wrath, increased his pace, and was 
soon comfortably seated beside the laird on the lang settlei 
with all the hinds, male and female, aroaiHl him. 
^ To ike western w<Mrld of sugar cane and pineap^es the 


wltid "was noir fett waftinff the hero, siieh as lie is, of oor 
tale. The breeze was so rail and so fair, that had the Wild^ 
fire been carrying a king to be crowned instead of a name* 
less jouth into slavery, it could not have Mown more be* 
nignantiy. This was obserred by the captain and his cap- 
tives, and both drew different anguries from the eirciiiii* 

^ Morison,** said Davie Gellock, ** why should we despond, 
when the very wind takes onr part? it wadna blaw^in that 
Bweet and musical way if it meant us mischief." 

** Yes, but," said Morison, " it blows the same for the evfl 
as for the good ; if it would blow Corsbane east and us west» 
I eonld undersund iu" 

" Boat, now,** replied his sole counsellor, ''this isnoUke 
yon at a* ; ye dinna ken what may be the meaninr of Provi- 
dence in a' this ; may na the same wind blaw for Corsbane's 
harm and for our benefit t But gudesake speak lowne ; he 
has lang lugs ; and though I dinna mind him a bodle on dry 
land where cocks craw, 1 dread him where Mother Carey^ 
chickens cheep. I canna say that I ever feel sicker on those 
kittle planks ; sftid saut water takes a' the fiazen out o* me.** 

" Hurrah ! my lads," exclaimed the captain, as he iiepl 
pacing, with short quick steps, about the deck ; ** see how 
our bonnie Wildfire goes flashing through the waves— snor- 
ing like a whole congregation of Presfcrytenans at a four- 
hoars* sermon^— we are making capital way. Witch Nanse 
has kept her word : a fair wind, ahe said, for fair deeds, 
a foul wind for foul deeds ; now, damme ! that's what 1 call 
the common sense of the thing. Old Mother Weir used to 
wrap up her blessings in such odd tough words, that they 
might be made to mean anything— they were as dark as a 
diplomatic despatch: but Nanse speaks out— she has no mist 
in her meaning." 

Martin, who bore something like second command in the 
▼esse], turned the tobacco in his .cheek once or twice, 
coughed dryly, and glancing at the captain said, " Mayhap 
you are noC.squeezing the right meaning out of the witch's 
words. I have a rough guess that she meant the wind would 
only be fair while we behaved fair to these two land-loupers ; 
d'ye mind the cloud that descended and the wind that Mew 
bat t'other day, when, for something they said or did, ye 
spoke of making them walk the frfank ?" 

The captain turned guick on him, but there appeared such 
a carelessness, that Corsbane's fear was quieted, and he 
said, ** Well, it makes little matter whether they go to the 
devil with a wet skin^or a dry one ; the witch, damn her, has 
more to do with the wind than we are willing to believe. I 
suppose Nanse can have no objection, since she fair 
winds, that we should be merchantti, too, and tidce our goods 
to market, f say, Jack* aince you are willing to be a good 



fellow,^ sliall make you a present of that sly demure ckap 
whom they call Davie ; he will bring a capital price for ye, 
my lad, in the Spanish settlements ; as for Morison, I shall 
keep him on taiy own hands : there^s something in him which 
may turn out well, if he will but listen to counsel — ^but, bra- 
vo ! here^s land.**- 

The eager and lively cry of " Land ! land !" made all 
hurry to the deck. Morison was one of the foremost ; he 
stood on the forecastle and beheld the sunny mountains and 
the expanding vales of the isles of spice and balm, and 
stretched out his hand as if to grasp them ; his colour rose 
and his eye flashed, and he measured the space of amber 
waters which separated him from them with something of 
impatience. But Corsbane, instead of standing into the no- 
ble bay, which seemed to invite him, and making for the 
city whose w^Us touched the water, veered away from the 
crowded harbour and the inhabited place, and skirting the 
isle, sought out a more secluded spot in which to drop an- 
chor. This he found in the bosom of a lagoon some six or 
eight leagues distant from the city : the vessel threaded her 
way among a cluster of low flat isles, oh %ome of which 
deer were seen, and on others, birds beautiful in all, save 
song, and anchored under the shade of a group of gigantic 
palms, whose stems ascending perpendicularly a huxidred 
feet into the air, threw out their broad majestic branches 
on all sides, and formed a verdant firmament, beneath which 
birds flitted with their gaudy wings ; through which the sun, 
now setting, could scarce force a solitary cay, and be- 
neath 'which the mariners wiped their sweaty brows, aiKl 
looked on one another, and congratulated Corsbane on his 
happy voyage. 

Morison walked about the deck ; though one or two mar* 
iners kept their eyes upon him and seemed ready to prevent 
any attempt he might make to escape. By the slant light of 
the setting sun he perceived here and there a mansion look- 
ing down the long natural avenues of the fi^ tree and the 
padm : and though his ears were greeted with no natural 
music from the birds, he was cheered another way, for the 
twilight breeze now breathing freely about him brought 
odours of many kinds on its wings, teUing him how ipueh 
nature had done for this land of sunshine and slaves com- 
pared to the rough heathery hills of his native isle. 

When the sun departed, night did not come — at least no 
night of the kind he had been accustomed to: the golden 
day was withdrawn, like a veil from the sky, only to ex- 
hibit the deep splendour of the evening. The clear blue 
glory of the firmament— the sparkling lustre of the stars 
large and fiery, and now and then a halo of remote ligh^ 
ning, flashing over all like his own Aurora, formed such, a 
■peetacle as he had never dreamed of, and which it was 


worth riskmg bondage to behold. Morison looked earnesUy 
and silently ; his own fate was forgotten for a moment, and 
he Gonld not avoid saying aloud with the patalmist, 

« ' When I look up unto the heavens. 
Which thine own fingers framea, 
Unto the mcxMi and to the stars. 
Which were by thee ordained, 
Then say I— "» 

'^ Yo ho ! yonnker," cried a mariner who had never yet 
addressed him, ** yon make bat a bad spliee of yonr words : 
we could not fetch up the anchor to such unmelodions strains 
as these — framed and ordained won't do — ^they Jingle like a 
cracked cymbal in the hands of a Senegal Indian : splice it, 
man ! making words clink is no such marvel.'^ 

"^ Whisht ! whislit ! for God's sake, whisht !" said Martin, 
^^ these can scarc^y be called the words of man; they are 
the inspired scriptures — ^part of the eighth psalm, Stephen : 
whisht! whisht! ye frighten me to hear ye. Stephen was 
silent at once, and busied himself about the removal of bales 
from the ship to a sort of summerhouse, or rather ware- 
house, which stood among the trees : while Martin, with a 
clasped book and a pencil, kept note of all that was trans- 
ferred from the ship to the shore. While busied in this 
work, for which the sky afforded him ample light, Davie Gel- 
loek slipped to his side: Jack continued his insertions. 

** Number thirteen— stay— contains twelve pieces of sea- 
coloured silk, ^ot out of the — hum — ^hum — hum. Number 
fourteen — stop — contains six-and-twenty pieces of printed 
cotton, Glasgow build — got — hum — ^hum — hum. Number 
fifteen — ^bide a wee ; a. fellow would require three heads like 
the clerk's dog of the bottomless pit, who could moor — that's 
not the word neither — ^pen all the things down in ship-shape 
style, you move them so fast, my handy lads. Number nf- 
teen, what's the mark of number fifteen V 

** A bloody palm pressed on itr—seems a lady's^here's the 
mark of the ring." 

^ I wont enter that, by Heaven!" said Martin, ** it was a 
cruel business, and I wash my hands of it. I ken ane that 
will find number fifteen entered against him in a damned 
black book'when hcjorosses the line that separates this world 
from the neit." 

" What's all this palaver about," growled Corsbane ; " let 
the goods remain where they are till we have drank to an- 
other ex^dition such as our last. But here comes my jolly 
bo«it on wheels to carry me up to Saint Salvador's nunnery 
— rU: be back in an hour." 

A carriage drawn by four fine horses, with servants all as 
black as polished ebony, and their clothes as white as snow, 
came to the beach.; the captain was carried and placed oa 

ctnhions by foqr of these sooty domestics, who vied witb 
esch other by low Bslaams and other indications, in show^ 
ing how much they were slaves. Nor did the captain ap- 
pear at alt deBJroua of piacing them on a higher Tooting; ha 
caned them right and left as they bore him to the carriage, 
exclaiming, " You vagabonds ! you have got vile and plump 
since I sailed ; you black frights ! you have grown sleek anil 
saucy since I last saw you ; you have been living on the fat- 
test and carousing with the fairest ; but 111 bring yon down, 
or damme ! And how are all at the nunnery t Has Madante 
Nigrini got cured of her love of rambling in the woods ! 
Has Mother Morning ta'en any of her long walks by moon- 
light to the lagoon, when the sailors were ranting in the bay t 
And has Miss Midnight sound sleep, or does she cool herself 
En her kirtle among the sugar houses when the presses are 
busy and my coloured overseer is there f Oh! you won't 
speak ; never mind, III know all by and by. Well, then, 
have you any complaints to makel" 

"Onlv one, Massa Cursbone, only one." 

" And what is it 1 Speak out ; 1 wish no one acreenad i 
I'm a lover of Justice, and a hater of oppression. What 

" Oh de steward, dam him, massa, and dam his new flah 
too; ah! he too cunning for de poor neger." 

" Well, damn him, iheo, with all my heart !" exclaimed 
Corsbane. " Now what has he done— and what kind of Osh 

Tou — a sty piece of work ; but they'll not find that 1 have « 
blind side. It was so soft of you, however, my ebony 
friends, that I must give yon a touch of the caue, merely 
to teach yOQ aharimeas, and not from any ill-will I have st 
you — none." 

He applied his cane with remorseleaa severity, and the 
slaves went groaning and writhing along, and cursing and 
threatening internally their wanton oppressor. 

The crew of the Wildfire, under the united control of 
Martin and Dempster, had gathered into groups, some above 
and some below ; the former was seated on a carronade, 
which, hitherto masked, he now brought out openly, utd was 

Bep.-iriog it for action with another of the aams cidibre, with 
Hviu to aid him. 

" I canna tell how it ta," said Martin, " but 1 hae a sort of 
grue upon my mind — a foreboding of evil as it were — I fand 
aiyaeAf putting these twa Heil's bastard hainis in fettle, be- 
fore I wa> aware." 


** Aweel,** said Davie, '*aiid if sio a thing happens, this is 
a braw bit to have a tulzie in/* 

" A braw bit !" said the mariner, ** it's like fighting wi' 
pistols in the circumference of a beef barrel. -There's naa 
room, bairn, there^s nae room— even Pat Phelan conldna 
jnmp owre Newry canal, till he had seven mile of a ram- 
race. D*ye take me V* 

^I hae something like a glimmer on't,** said Davie; '^bot 
Johnnie, speak to me this wa^ : if the vrarst shonld come, 
will ve hinder a lad to stand sidie for sidie wi' ye while 
breath's atween his lips, and blude's in his veins V* 

**Ye mean yersel belike, lad," said Martin, '*biit I mana 
first feel the grip o' yere hand, before I can say ay or no; 
do yere warst veith that, now." And he held out a band as 
black as a coal, and as hard as iron, and eyed Davie with a 
smile, a gnm one. Davie seized the offered hand with right 
good will, and gave it an earnest squeeze. 

" Ye'U do," said Martin, ^* an ye had a year or twa owre 
yere head." *> 

**1 maun do now, Johnnie," said he, ''and a' for the sake 
of Jemiy Skipmire, yere ain mither's fu* cousin." 

** Eh ! what did ye say, lad ? whaever's dear to Jenny's 
oe dear to me." 

*^ Then," said Davie, ** I may safely say I have beei| dear • 
to Jenny ; she dreed the birthttme pang for me, and even * 
now she's sitting wi' moist een at home, wondering what's 
become of her boy Davie." 

The rough seaman passed the cuff of his jacket twice over 
his eyes, and then said, ^ Why the devil, cousin, didn't ye 
tell me of this sooner ; ah ! Jenn% Skipmire was like a ny- 
ther to me ; mony a time she heated my cauld hungry month 
when I was a mitherless bairn — God bless her — suid is she 
well, cousin ? but why the hell didn't ye tell me before ? I 
would have cut the long yarn of yere' voyage short." 

^ That was just what I dreaded ye wad do. Cousin John. 
Ye see I have an unco liking, and it's weel my part, for 
Morison here, and I maun, if possible, see him safely out of 
this sair strait ; sae I just thought it best to come whigging 
alang wi' him ; but a' will gang right, when we have you 
for a friend." 

Martin busied himself about the carronades, and as Davie 
stooped to help him, he said in a low tone, ** What can he ' 
do fogr himself, this young fellow now, that you and ono or 
two more mavbe have such a liking for 1 I suppose if one 
were to help him out of the bilboes^ he would stand as I saw 
him to-night, and count how many horns the moon has." 

** I'll tefi ye what he can do, cousin," said Davie ; '* he can 
take the head off a flying swallow with a pistol bullet ; and 
111 wad my best leg 'gamst a beggar's crutch, that wi' a 



■word be*D pink everr Jadtet on board the Wildfire, no rot- 
getting Captain Crossbain's, and no take a prick in relnrn." 

" If he can do the half of what je sar, he will do ; so no 
more at present : only make no outbreak for a day or two, 
and look as if ye knew nothing, and cared for notbtog. 1 
wish tiie fellow's head was gnlled for a snpper to Satan, 
that mounted this cursed carronade. I say, DaTie — what 
the devil's your namel lend a hand here, till 1 lodge it, it 
goes jumping about and won't bide by its moorings.'' 

The sonnd of horses' feet were now heard in the distant 
grove, and in a minute or so the captain, accompanied by 
his black chaplains, as he called his chief negroei^ came to 
the beach and shouted, " Ohoy, Johnnie Martin 1 ohay, Tom 
DecApsterl be busy, mji merry lads, and take me onboard." 

The captain soon stood on his own deck. " Bring hither 
Uie black book," he said, "and let nie reckon with my jolly 
lads for the last voyage ; another may come so soon that 
we mayn't have leisure to see how rich we are." He 
opened the ledger, and in a few words informed his audience 
that HB he was both merchant and commander, he would take 
the whole venture into his own hands, and settle theirBhares 
in hard cash. " I have arranged all," he said, " with the 
help of Martin, who was quite sober, and Dempster, wbo 
, waa wholly dnink ; snd as 1 was half-seaa over myself, 
• nothing conid be fairer, damme ! What say you, my lads 1" 

" As for DeiopsLer," said a Galwegian pirate, "he's come 
of a kind that never had ony skill in honest division; and 
it's week kenned chat your honour skellies fearfully at times, 
when yere ain interest's iii Ihe-balance : but as for Johnnie 
Martin, he's as honest as the' blind old beldame Fortune her- 
•Sl, and I hae nae doubt but the division's a just ane." 

" Damme! that's just what I say." exclaimed the captain; 
" so here's your cash, my hearties ! Each of yoa get four 
waistcoats and half a dozen wives, and meet me at this little 
cove again within eight days — so good-night !" 

" A word with your honour," said one of the seBmen,1iii- 
gering, after he had received as much gold 'and silver aa be 
coutd find pockets for. 

"Let us have it," said Corsbane; "but make the yun 
short." . 

" The shorter the better," said the pirate. " The twa 
younkers are seemly and marketable — trie twa, I mean, that 
we grabbed in Glengarnock bay : they will m^st brinatheir 
weight in gold. How much am I to have out of their price 1" 

"Just that !" exclaimed Corsbane, making a blow at him 
with his cutlass ; "just that, you whelp \ You are the last 
to seize a prey, and evef" the foremost at the division of it. 
One of these younkers I have bestowed on Johnnie Martin, 
there, the other I keep to myself.' 1 will improve his voice, 
a» the Italian hath it, and then place him at the head of the 

tOftB BOUIAir. 3U 

utiiDeiy, to keep my iJgminiTite Yennaes in ttder.** Tlie 
^te, as well as the words of the captain, were received with 
wee cheers; the mariners dispersed to nd themselres of 
toe encumbrance of their^sh, each in his own way. 

■"Bide with me/' whispg^- Martin to 1f$wie and to Mori- 
son; " ru undertake to carry ye baith fip to the nunnery, 
as he calls it, in.the morning.'' This arrangement was the 
readier mads, inasmuch as Corsbane was awace that Mori- 
son couM not well run away. ** Where can he run to," be 
muttered ; «' t& be nuts into the mountains, the blacks, who 
have Ca'en to the bush and live like wild beasts, will flay him 
alive, aiKf bid him carry his skin to the market." 
: In«the morning, instead of being awakened by the song 
of the bird and the brook as he was in the Elfin-glen, Morison 
was aroused by the sun, which rose above the sea like a 
burning fire, scattering iu flaming brands on bay and head- 
laod, and filling all the space between land and sky with a 
moving flame. Martin, whom he found up and busy, said, 
"Bowls rowe right, bairus— bowls rowe right. Davie here 
has fallen to my share, and he*ll find that blude's warmer nor 
water. As for you, Morison, we maun contrive something; 
but majrbe ye wad like to be at the head of the nunnery — 
it's a post, I can tell ye, that I dinna advise, though doubt- 
less in skilful hands it might be profitable." 

** We are now on land," said Morison; '* I am a freebom 
man, and mean to assert my claim to that right : what is to 
hinder me even now to quit you at oncQ, and go whither I 
please !" 

'' Fm sore naebody wad hinder yc, unless my cousin David 
here, or me did it. It wad just be what your warst wisher 
wants : ye wad be in captivity past remeid, or in a bloody 
grave, before a couple of hours flew by. Our men are on a 
fShore^mtse, and there's no sic a set of unhanged blackguards 
between Britain and the bottomless pit. I have had my 
hands about ye ever since ye got the douk in the bay ; sae 
come wi' me, if ye wish to live." 

The nunnery was a building in the Spanish fashion, and 
had been founded by that soldier — a Roldan too, and sprung 
from the Scottish house-^who rebelled against Columbus. 
The situation was one of great beauty ; a deep clear stream 
came down from the hiUs, and separating when approaching 
a fine mound or knoll of some eight acies or n)ore, ran on 
each side and uniting towards the sun, fell into thgsea, form- 
ing the lagoon in which the Wildfire nowjay. On that mound 
the mansion was built ; several eras and several tastes were 
visible in its construction. The columns, originally of palm 
or mahogany, had been replaced with marble ; the pediment 
was still of wood; and for the crucifix w^ich during two 
centuries had occupied the summit, a monstrous mermaid of 
mooi, carved and painted green andred by the ship-caipen- 

SX2 i*oRi) ROtSAjr. 

ter, after drawings by Captain Corsbane, sprawled in llio 
8un to the particular delight of the negroes, who wefo 
charmed by the width of her mouth, the length Of her teeth, 
and her enormous tail. The ^ors, at first pared with red 
brick, were now laid with ced» or mahogany, nay, the cap- 
tain's own room was paved — ^by report at least— with dollars ; 
the house was of great extent and had formerly been fortified, 
and might be said t^ be so still, for the stream was deep 
though not very broad, which enclosed it, and the bridge by 
which it was approached had a gate with a warder. 

Yet the house was but as a wart on the cheek of beairty ; 
a toad in a bed of lilies. The mound on which itj*ood was 
covered with flowers of all hues, and scented with fruits of all 
odours. But differing from the flowers of our cold moist island, 
these, instead of dwelling on the ground, towered into the 
air; what is with us an herb, rose there like a tree, and 
the bloom with which the eye was dazzled came out in all 
the brightness of the sun, stmted neither in breadth nor ia 


The fruits were on the same scale, and presented a dessert 
worthy of Paradise ; their size, their beauty, and their frag- 
rance, cost man nopains, but in the plucking. The anana, 
the tamarind, the'papaw, the guava, the custard apple, and a 
score of other rich fruits, were here showered as . thickly ia 
their season as snow is on a British landscape : nor was the 
beauty depending on fruits and flowers alone, for through tbe 
whole, dancing like starlight, flitted ten thousand humming 
birds, of the brightness^of whose plumes neither pen nor pea- 
oil can convey any idea. From the size of a common beetle 
to the bigness of a wren, these plumed insects filled the air 
•and the grove : the green of the emerald, the purple of the 
amethyst, the vivid lustre of the ruby, now uniting, now- 
sundering, glanced and glittered on all sides. These wer* 
objects of elegance, there were others of grandeur ; namely, 
a belt of trees which enclosed the mound, not quite regular, 
but waving in their course to show they were planted by the 
hand of nature ; these were chiefly palm and mountain cab- 
bage ; tall, and straight, and tapering, and without branch or 
leaf, they climbed into the air, as perpendicularly as the 
columns of some antique temple, to the height of eighty, 
nay, a hundred feet ; and then no longer able to contain 
themselves, they threw out with wondrous order and regu- 
larity suck a multitude of boughs as formed a roof, through 
which the scented wind could make its way, but no sun could 

LORI>^ SOLDAK. fil9 



Ok, littto did my roitber think. 

The day the cradled me. 
What lanoa I was to wander in, 

Or what death I shouhi die. 


** Wht now, my lads,^ exdained Haiiin to Moriaon and 
his cousin, ''this beats all yovr proud castles and grand 
scenes of old Scotland to sticks ! AU got, too, by the pipe 
and the cutlass ; there^s no heritaUe Jurisdietion here save 
that of steel and ballet« Now, Vm not sure titst, i» smart 
Iftds like yoiffseWes, the life of a rover wouldn^t be an accept* 
able thing ; if so, be as you wish it ; a word to Jack Martin's 
enough : he has some handy lads to stand by him for good 
or evil. Only mind me ; no nailiogs down of hatohes, or 
scnttlings in the dead of the night; no bales of silk maiked 
with tjie bloody palm ; ye read me. I No, honest Jack Martin 
is a friend to all the world, save the lousy Portuguese, the 
sulky Spaniard, and the bragging French." 

** Cousin John,** replied Davie, ** I dare say mony a ane 
makes their breiid, and if tlris be Captain Corsbane's house, 
very good bread too, in the way yon mention. I think, too, it 
wonld suit me gaye and weel, for ye see I*m no auld enough 
to have ony fixed notions of thine and mine ; and I like, too, 
yere antipathies, seeing that the three nations ye name are* 
wealthy, and can afford to pay a tax on the high seas. But 
then, ye see, it wadna suit Morison here; he has queer 
notions of his ain ; and having heard that the French have 
not only tired o^ their king and chappit his head off, but hae 
prenched a crusade against a' fowk wi' crowns and coronets, 
ne e*en thinks o' trying his fortune wi' them; and ye see I 
winna leave him ; thafs a thing predestined ; sae Tm think- 
ing we maun put off this rover matter till we have settled the 
other concern.*' 

•• Ye'll find that a tough concern,'* said Martin ; *• but every 
man to his mind's my motto. Jack Martin has got enough 
to bny a bit o' ground and build a house in Carsefairn, or he 
can np with the jolly badge, just as he chooses. But shut 
mouth and open eyes ; we are no^ on the bridge over which 
some go that never return." 

On entering the nunnery, they found three or four maimed 
mariners halting and hirplihg about the corridor ; each of 
them had a cntlass at his side, a carbine in iiis hand, and a 
measure of grog within reach. These men, hurt in the 

214 I-ORB ROLSAN. ^ 

wars, were maintained at the public cost, in every sense of 
the word ; for, at the division which succeeded each cruisot 
a certain part was set aside " to keep," so it was registered, 
" their seams calked and their timbers good." 

" Ha, Johnny Martin !" said one, holding out his hand, 
" all safe and sound yet— no American marlinspike's fired 
upon you by the bushel, as was the case when I lost my 
precious limb— all the better for you, my lad.*' 

" I say, Jack," exclaimed another,*^" any hard muzzle to 
muzzle work now, my boy ? — yardarm to yardarm, as when 
we demolished the Santissima Trinidad ? No blood in the 
scuppers now: the spunk's gone out of the sea this one 
time, and it bears nothing but sucking babies." 

" Why, Jack, my lad," growled a third, " the gold seems 
to have flown from the Indies of late : no rich prizesr— no 
barges laden to the hawseholes with silver, eh !" 

*' What are you seadevirs bantlhigs bothering about now V* 
exclaimed the stern voice of the captain from within. 
*' Damme ! a fellow might as well sleep when Neptune's 
making his billows dance to the tune of a noi^'wester." 

Martin found Corsbane seated in all his glory, in a very 
splendid apartment, which had once served as a hall of and^ 
enoe to the governors of that portion of the isle. He was re? 
dining on a couch of figured silk, stuffed with the odorous 
rind of some elastic plant, which answered to all his mo- 
tions, like whalebone, and was soil without being warm.^ He 
was attired in loose trousers of damasked satin;' his waisl« 
coat, of the same material, was unbuttoned, to display cam« 
brie of the finest texture, wrought on the bosom with lace, 
and inlaid with diamonds and pearls: the button which fast- 
•ened it at the throat was of one stone, and of great value. 
Over the whole was worn a morning gown of white silk, cu- 
riously wrought with flowers, and not without skill, though 
rather large and gaudy. His head was bare, and nothing of 
the rough, bold, blunt mariner appeared, save his cutlass and 
a brace of pistols in his belt, and which he allowed no one's 
hand, save his own, to come near. 

The casements were open for the free admission of air— ^ 
if air could have been had on such terms, where not a breath 
was stirring ; but what could not be got from nature was 
supplied by art ; for while two handsome young negresses 
sprinkled odorous waters about the apartment, two others, 
still more handsome, stood fanning- him with large fans of 
wild birds' feathers, as vivid as rainbows. These sooty suU 
tanas wore slight bodices of blue silk, buttoned down the 
bosom with agates, but not so closely as to conceal the 8kin» 
which was smooth and glossy as polished marble ; while 
kirtles, of a lighter colour, reached scrimpl^ to the knee, ai 
lowing their le^« which were worth looking at to their 


neataess, to be visible to the ankles. They chanted a low 
sweet air, to which their fans kept time. 

" Deil hae me,*' said Davie Gell^ck, " bnt this cowes a* ! 
This maun be a sort o* supplemental paradise, into which 
they admit black angels.'* , 

^' That's not amiss, damme !" said Corsbane. " Why, Mar- 
tin, this fellow has some marrow in him. I'm glad you*re 
come : I have been obliged to use the ratan a little more than 
is pleasant for this right arm of mine— my plantation is run 
wild, by God ! I left four overseers, and now I can find but 
two ; yet no one has heard of them, or seen them : they are 
hidden in the earth, that's certain." Here the four negro 
handmaiden*s looked to each other, and laughed. '* Why, 
damme ^ you dark Dalilahs, do you know what is become of 
them % Speak out—you, Miss Midnight, with all your stars, 
answer me! Silent, are you; this will make you speak!" 
He snatched a pistol from his belt as he spoke, cocked it, 
and said in a slow peremptory tone, ** Where's Will Gun- 

* The girl to whom this was spoken was now kneeling on 
one knee ; and though she heard the lock of the pistol click 
as it was cocked, and saw the muzzle within six inches of 
her bosom, she neither trembled nor shrunk, but answered 
with great serenity, ^ Sailed for London." 

*' Sailed for London ! in what shipl Come — ^ 

*^ In the Sally in oar Alley, massa." 

*^ The Sally t Why, not one word has Craven and Com- 
pany spoken to me about his voyage." 

^' 'Cause, massa," said her companion negress, *' they 
mayn't have found him yet." 

*' Ha ! Madame Lignumvitie, so you know of this matter, 
too ! Found him yet ! why, you fool, he was not packed in one 
«of the hogsheads — the fellow has absconded, rll have him, 
if he keeps above ground." 

^ Oh !" said Miss Midnight, with a smile, ** Massa Gunnion 
would lie in Massa Corsbane's bed ; so Massa Gunnion was 
packed in Massa Craven's hogshead, and sent to learn man- 
ners ih London^ Him no tarve— -iiim have sugar, and sugar 
is sweet.''' 

•' Damme !" said Corsbane, with a hoarse laugh, " that's 
doing the matter neatly. Well, 1 don't greatly blame you. 
fittt harkee, my black brimstones, don't be in such a hurry to 
barrel u^ a Christian again, lest I send you to sea with a 
hundred weight of lead at each foot to help you to swim 
back to your own dusty country. Now where's Tom Jef- 
fery ? you must know, Martin, that Tom's missing too, and 
that not a soul can tell me a word about him : he went out 
one fine morning, and didn't return at night. Come, my dark 
])alUahs, tell me what is become of Tom r' ^ 

His four negresses remained silent ; they looked at each 


Other, and they looked at daptain Corebane, hnt opened noi 
their lips. " Come, show your pearls, my dears," said the 
captain, •* silence won*t do ; you haven't packed up Tom too 
in a barrel, and marked him for transportation, eh I" 

" No, massa," said Miss Midnight, " him beat one, two, 
three, four negroes, and they drown him in a mashtub, and 
burn him to dust and scatter him on the winds, and bid him 
tell hira's God to put him more wisely together again." 

" Damnation !" exclaimed Corsbane, unsheathing his cut- 
lass like lightning, and seizing the negress by a handsome 
handful of hair, which, according to the practice of her tribe, 
she had gathered together, and braided and ornamented with 
a string of pearls, the gift of the hand which now clutched 
it. It is probable that he intended only to shear off this 
lock, with his cutlass ; but she resisted, and he became en- 
raged, and ere any one could interfere, he severed, not only 
the lock, but a portion of the scalp, and throwing it bloody 
on the floor, said, **'There! that's iny way of punishing un- 
willing witnesses — ^I shall know who the four were who 
murdered poor Tom Jeffrey before to-morrow's sun is 


" You may not live t% see it," exclaimed a voice, soft as 
the sweetest music ; '* I learned it from one of your island 
poets, to question all mortal depeodance on the future : 

' Where is to-morrow ? In another world.' 

Do what thou desirest to do to-day, lest thou live not to look 
upon to-morrow." 

*' It is Cunahama, the sorceress !" said one of the ne- 
gresaes, with a shudder, '* and massa will know all." Cuna- 
hama advanced halfway up the hall, and then paused : she 
was in the bloom of youtn, and very beautiful. Though 
come of the all but extinct line of princes of South America, 
such was the fine proportion of her limbs, such the elegance 
of her form, and such the wild lustre of her eyes, that she 
might have stood with two of the loveliest dames of Europe 
in the presence of a painter or sculptor, and contributed 
more graces to art than both. Her dress was of cotton fan- 
tastically emblazoned with flowers, and birds, and beasts, 
and fishes, and which, with the exception of her short kirtle 
and loose mantle, sat close to her body^ disphiying rather 
than hiding her person. We have only to add thaNier hair, 
long and black, was platted and wound about her bead, with 
permission for two locks to hang gracefoily down behind, 
and that she held in one hand a young plantain pulled up 
by the roots, and all that is necessary » said about her 

** What bedlamite is thist" inquired Captain Corsbane of 
a couple of negro tfervaats, ** and what does ^ want 1" 


" Nothing,*' was her answer. " The sweet flowers are 
my bed ; the swefet winds of heaven lull me asleep ; the^tara 
watch oyer me ; I wake, and drink of the delicious cocoa* 
nut ; 1 eat of the lascious fruits ; the spirits of my race and 
the gods of my land are nigh me ; and I have nothing to ask 
of man — but I may have something to tell him.'' 

** And what have you to tell me 1 But come nearer — I did 
not think that the old race had such a jewel among them-* 
come nearer." 

" I can come close,'' said Ounahama, '' for I am charmed 
beyond thy power^ and dread thee not; but I must be brief. 
What return should 1 make to the Christian for seizing all 
the mighty kingdoms which pertained to my ancestors, and 
fot having slaughtered or enslaved their people ? Come> an- 
sw^ me." 

*' Why, damme T' said the captain, " I suppose I must allow 
you to hate us pretty cordially. Come, my pretty 4naiden9 
will that do V* 

** 1 cannot hate the image of God, though it be impressed 
on worthless clay," she replied. *' No, I come to return 
good for evil ; I come to tell you what will be your fate— a 
fate only to be avoided by more wisdom than the white men, 
of this great isle possess. Sh^ I say on ? I have spoken' 
elsewhere in vain." 

^ Oh, say on, by all means," said Corsbane — ^** only don't 
make the yarn of prophecy long — I have a couple of mur« 
ders to inquire into, and one or more slaves to put in the way 
to be hanged-*-^Mungo— Caesar— devil ! don't leave the hall, 
t must have some talk with you anon." The negroes glanced 
at each other, muttered somethings and obeyed. 

^^ The crimes of the Christians^" said Cunahama, '' have 
grown 80 terrible in the eyes of the gods, that they will take 
away their power and bestow it on those whom they have 
enslaved, insult^, and beaten^^whose flesh they have torn 
with pincers, and whose locks they have plucked, nay — God 
of heaven !— flayed from their heads." She lifted the hand' 
ful of platted hair with all its diamonds and pearls, io which 
was attached the gory scalp, and said, ** As sure as that will 
no longer grow on the head of the unhappy on^ to whom it 
belonged, so as surely shall the sway of this mighty isle be 
taken fiercely znd bloodily from you, and black faces shall 
rule where white faces have, ruled too long." . She waved 
her hands when she h^d done speaking, wd turned to bo 

**Stop!" exclaimed Captain Corsbane — **I must have 
some more talk with you^— 1 must spin a little yam of my 
own, damme l" 

♦* You accept my; warning, then,'* exclaimed the prophetess 
— *<^ much Uood will be spared--but no, you are hardened, 
and may ^lot**-*! already hear the shrieks of the woiyif n { the 

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cries of the muTdering babes. See !. the walls orihmjb^ 
ber are dappled with gore; blood is flooding the floor^ 
banner is display ed-a white babe wnthmgon a P^^^^f}^ 
the ffrim faces of ten thousand demons are sinilinff below it. 

"Ivho told you to say all this 1" inouired Corsbane. 

"One whom you know not, and will never see-^tbe God 
who protects my race. Did 1 not forte] to the white fac^ 
what has ^ince befallen France, and did they not all mock 
me ? How many laughed loud when I told Rose de Pagene 
that she would become the empress of the earth, and will »fie 
not t Nay, 1 could read thee thy own fate, were thy name 
not too despicable to mingle with the names of the good ana 

^^^«^It is true," said an English servant, " that Cunahattia 
foretold the French revolution ; and also said to bonnie Rose 
Pagerie, that she would be an. empress ; but then she said 
that I would die in the air. I cannot believe her, not I. 

•* Why now 1 begin to credit her," said Corsbane; "twt 
what in the fiend's name is she after noi^ 1-^why she looks 
so close as if the young man's character wcnre written on hw 


Morison Roldan, hitherto unseen by the prophetesa, had 
slipped inch by inch forward, attracted by her denunciations ; 
as she turned round, her eyes fell upon him. She perused 
his face with much attention ; then seizing his a ve- 
hement effort placed him on tlie seat of role, pullrag Core- 
bane away, and pushing him back among the domestics, 
" This youth was born for rule— thou art born but to obey ; 
bright 4y8 will be his— dark days wiU be thine. 1 havoemd 
it, and so will it happen." Before Corsbane could recover 
his seat, or get the better of his astonishment, Cunahama 
had left the hall, and crossing the stream, was seen hasten- 
ing on her way to another plantation, there to «tter, and ut- 
ter in vain, what «he called her warning voice. 

" I understand all this, perfectly well," said the captain*. 
" I shall hold a court of examination here to-morrow ; and I 
doubt not to haye the happiness of helping half a dozen of 
those handy fellows, who pack white men in sugar-caske 
and drown them in mash-vats, to a high gibbet and a sure 


"A word with you, captain," said Jack Martin, "a woid 
in your ear. I have no wish to curry favour, or to be 
thought to be busy ; but wouldn't it be a very pretty precaa- 
lion against any outbreak of these black devils, to bring tip a 
couple of carronades and plant them in the mount 1— they 
carry very handy pomegranates, and take a fellow's part in 
earnest, when he kens how to use them." 

Corsbane rubbed hia chin, and with a feather fan k«pt 
cooling one of his handmaidens instead of himself. ^ Tis 
no bad though^" he said ; " yet what have we to dreadi ll 


ii(b«]l nev^ be ssud that Diek Corsbane shook at the ravings 
of Que of those cursed copperskins. No, Jack, keep the car* 
ronades where they are, my lad ; but it can do no harm to be 
ready should you be wanted : I will hang out the old flag, or 
throw up three blue lights an I want you — so begone for the 
' present. Bat, I say, come back to-morrow, at ten o'clock, 
there will be some work for the whip ; we shall see what 
colour the blood of some of these sooty scoundrels is/' 

Away went Martin, taking Davie with him, but not before 
the latter iiad whispered to Morison, '* My cousin says he has 
something in steep for us, sae let him work out his ain way ; 
the adder gajfigs mair crooked to the mark than the hawk. ' 
The captain motioned his dark Dalilahs, as he called them» 
out of the room, and also his negro footmen, and desiring 
Moiison to approach, he thus accosted him: ** Well, what 
do you think on% my handy lad — swallowed it all like sweet 
milk, damme I — don't know those saucepan-faced furies so 
weU as I do— they cannot come the queer over me — ^no« 
Dick Corsbane's too old a cat to draw that straw before.'* 

"^ If you allude," answered Morison, *' to the words of that 
poor savage, it is ne^less to ask me what faith I have in 
the ravings of one whom oppression, perhaps, has driven 
mad. She seems to dread some outbreak among the black 
population of the isle ; and I should not wonder at it, no one 
would willingly reinain a slave." 

"Ay, danmie! 1 believe you there," said the captain; 
^ but then what' can we do \ Slaves are permitted, 1 had 
i^e^ly said conunanded, by Scripture; I am sure at least 
tliat they are couinianded by nature ; how the devil could 
.we go on writh our plantations if it' were not for those two- 
footed oxen, that toil and sweat for their masters ? The 
men work for us, and the women, when they are handsome, 
cheer us; and what more would they have V 

Morison smiled and said, "The taste of the Christian set- 
tlors seems strange ; why,, with all the luxuries of the earth 
ajod sea at command, do you not lay out your affections, or 
yeur money, on the bright eyes and alabaster skins of the 
dames of Europe." 

.** You talk like a child,'* said the other; " th^ blue-eyed, 
bright^locked, lily-skinned lass of old Scotland, will frisk it 
up to the ankles in snow, and salute you with burning lips 
on an iceberg. But bring her away from her mountains — 
heir ^esh falls from her — her roses fade — the fire of her eye 
is extinguished, and she is fit for nothing but to watch, and 
scold, and be peevish about her poor husband, when he comes 
I efresbed from sea» and smiles to behold these black buxom 
beauties, savory as their own tropical fruits." 

Morison answered, " This isle is swarming with men in 
whose looks we may read of two races; they have the 
^rocity of the savage, and the skill of the European, v I have 

K % 


Been some dozen of them on my way hither ; I eoidd read 
hatred in their looks : the time will come when such men 
will be resistless." 

"Oh, damme! you are observant too, I see," exclaimed 
Corsbane ; " we must look to it. Go for the present; walk 
over all the nunnery grounds, but war-hawk ! if you venture 
farther, no good will come of it : here no one can steal away 
from his ^master without being caught, we are all linked in 
one chain." 

Morison went into the open air; the burning heat of i the 
day was gone ; a gentle wind moved the orange groves "and 
the lime trees ; while the suif from the summit of the inte'> 
rior mounttiins, shot a long and level beam which seemed to 
set the hill-tops in a flame, burn off the beads of tfie tower^ 
ing palms, and even to communicate fire to the restleaa 
waves of the boundless ocean. He looked at the strange 
structure out of which he had just come, and conld not *h^ 
perceiving in its various parts, the characters or its differeirt 
occupiers; the Spaniard desirous of splendour; the English* 
man anxious for comfort ; and both solicitous about security* 
On going to the stream which enclosed it, he observed that 
the bank was armed with a line of sharpened stakes, which 
presented their pike heads against all who should attempt td 
pass the water ; and he also found here and there pieces of 
artillery planted, where the passage seemed easy. Bttt 
what struck him most, was the apparition of an aged molatto, 
who stepped as he stepped ; looked where he looked ; alop- 

Eed when he stopped ; and when on one occasion he laid 
old of the chevaux-de-frise and gave it a shake, his sable 
attendant brought down a brass carabine which he carried - 
to the level, and appeared disposed to draw the trigger. 

Morison, on reaching a secluded place, turned rcnind sud- 
denly on this unwelcome comrade, and demanded why he 
followed him. "Ask Massa Corsbane," was the reply ; and 
such was the answer, too, to all questions asked, till he in- 
quired who Cunahama was. " Would have been a queens 
but for those snow-skinned devils; but her time's commg.** 

" She is a very handsome woman*" said Morison, " and 
speaks the Ktnguage of other lands with no little elegance ; 
her words are clear and pointed, yet she is inad, is she not !" 

" Not so mad as you are, young man," said the mulatto, 
changing his manner and his language in a moment*— " not 
so mad as you are for allowing yourself to be brought here 
and abiding when you are broujght." * 

"Well, friend," said Morison; "let me put your words to 
the test : suppose now that 1 lay my hand on these pike* 
heads and overleap them, you are placed whelre you are to 
shoot me, are you not 1" 

The mulatto laughed, ** Ay, shoot at you r* said he, '* hat 
not bit you unless I like ; yet there are many ways that a 


iirlllia^ mind may find of escape, withoat patting me to the 
trouble of firing awry, a feat which I cannot al waya do when 
I wish ; for a fair mark and a handy weapon are tempting 

^ And do yon believe now in the predictions of this island 
queen of yours T' 

The mulatto looked all round and then replied, *'Not 
always ! for sometimes it is. the pleasure of Cunahama to 
mislead, and that she accomplishes by prophecy with a tv^o- 
fold meaning; but at other times the spirit so presses on her 
that she is obliged to speak, and then she telU truth as 
surely as the sun diffuses waimth.** 

** We have prophetesses and seers in my land,*' said Mori- 
aon, **to whom future events are revealed in a shadowy 

** I have heaid of them,^ said the mulatto, with almost 
breathless interest — *' I have heard of them. Old Captain 
Maeraken who lived in the nunnery knew them and believed 
in them ; they lived on the hiUs, and in the misty isles, and 
what happened in far lauds was revealed to their sight in 
visions. Can you tell me more of them \^ And he set tho- 
butt end of his carbine 'on the ground, and looked into tho 
face of Morison with an eye of pressing entreaty. 

'* I can*" said Morison promptly i *0 have the blood of 
seers in my veins. Look through that tartan silk, and tell 
me what you see." 

As he said this, he unbound his silk handherchlef, and 
held H between him and the distant hills: long and anx- 
ioosly the mulatto looked; at last he said, '' I see nothing but 
what I daily see.** 

'^ Then lei me look ;'' Morison turned east, west, north, 
and south, and said, ** I see, old man, the banks of the stream 
which encircles this mound thronged by dark and angry 
faces; there are spears brandished, torches shaken, and 
carbines levelled : I see flames ascending from town and 
plantation~-«white faces flying pale, and swarthy ones hurry- 
ing in blood after." 

The mulatto bowed his head, and muttering, ** He knows 
it, he knows it !'' retired to his usual distance ;' while Mori- 
son, having hazarded the prophecy from what he had heard- 
and seen, sat down under a wild fig tree, and fell asleep ; a 
welcome sleep, brought by the sultriness of the day and his 
own waste o( spirits and thought. 

After a two-hours' slumber he started up, hastened into 
the hall, and in an inner room found Captain Corsband in 
fuller glory than he had hitherto seen him. Champagne 
bottles were strewn empty about the floor, and on his right 
and left, and before and behind, sat or flitted about his dark 
Dalilahs, as he loved to call his female attendants, while the 
remoter comers were occupied by four mulatto musici^gis^ 



who now and then threw in a touch or two of an island air, 
to the increase of discord, as Corsbane said, when he silenced 
them, in the middle of the Marselloia hymn of Hiapan- 

iola. All present seeraed to have attended more to wine 
than to sweet sounds : the captain was in what he called his 
third heaven; his sable sultanas unateady to reeling: their 
head-dresses were awry, and their scanty clothing disar- 
ranged ; but had they been dressed ever so decorously, Ihey 
were not likely to continue so within reach of hands that 
were for ever pulling or pushing Ihem. 

"Ha! my fellow voyager," exclaimed the captain, when 
he saw Morison J " so you have been fookinic at iny defences, 
damme ! 'Twould not do, youngster ! 'twill be wise in ye to 
keep quiet, and abide withm doors too : a bullet may make 
a^nistake and stay you else. Better remain with me, and 
take what goods the gods provide ; some wine, eh t Come, 
clean cap out, as you say in Galloway, where the' grapes 
are sour as sloes; that'll do. Oh! I'd forgot; you have 
high blood in your veins, and wine is congenial : so- take 
another cup. Here's Lord Roldan's health ; you know 
whom I mean ; of all men he's the rummest ; never could, 
for the soul of me, make him out. ll I were kind to you he 
might be angry — and his anger reaches round the eiirth — and 
were I to be unkind, he might be angrier still : damme, that's 

Morison tasted, but did not drink : he held the cup in hh 
hand, and drawing near the captain, waited an opportqjily to 

" Play up, yon sooty musicians, and dance, you died iri 
grain devils, and let this son of a lord see your shapes : he 
shall marry the handsomest of you, damme', it's all one to 
Dick Corsbane." 

Up started the four handmaids, and loud played the four 

" Now *ay what you have to say, lad," said Corsbane, 
" and speak low ; 1 see something in your eye." 

Morison whispered, "An attack, from what quarter! know 
not, an attack will be made on this house: the palisades 
:irr all but aawn through in one or two places ; and more, I 
tail both see and bear that your mulattues and negroes are 
in the secret." 

" A likely thing, my young master, a likely thing thM 
what has escaped the eyes and ears of Dick Corsbane, as they 
ualt me to windward, should be found out by a milksop '. No, 
confound me, that's too much! you want to draw the black 
ulout over my eyes ; but it won't do. Here, you grim Dali- 
lali ; this soft sugar cane here, this nut not come into milk 
yet, aays you dance to the one aide ; show him, I a^, that 
vour flu feet can move more truly to the music thw hii 


A aooty hand and^arm were stretched out, and Moriton, 
obeying the ioifnilse of the music, danced with such ease and 
grace as obtained the applause of the audience, male as well 
as female. 

At one of the pauses of the music, while Corsbane was 
emptying another bottle of Champagne, and Morison was 
praising his dark partner for the soul and heart which she lent 
to all her movements, she whispered, *^ Small birds hide 
when the hawk is in the air ; little mouse runs away from 
the hall about to take fire ; but the rat,*' and she looked at 
Corsbaife, *' bides still and is burnt. You hear, you under- ' 
stand % Have yon no mother that loves you, that you stay 
to be stabbed ?"* 

He looked in her face, and her large dark eyes seemed 
swimming in fire ; he was about to answer, when the cra<^ 
of carbines broke the stillness of the night ; they were in a 
moment rephed to by a dozen or more of muskets, aod by a 
yell so wtid and startling^ that the birds flew from their roosts, 
for a mile around. 

Two out of the four old sentinels — and they were bleeding 
-^oanie halting jn, a^AMp cried, *' All the devils in bell are 
eorae to .pay ui'a^si^^nd we shal> be butchered first and 
then burnt to cinders. . Hast no brandy, captain, to put a bit 
of spirit in an old stick 1 Champagne, curse Champagne ! I 
must die without drink. I did not think so once neither*** 
And reloading his carbine, he limped to the window, SBd, 
taking aim, fired : some one groaned and fell. 

Corsbane was silent, but not idle. At the fiirst report of 
the mnsketry he started up ^md flew to a recess which comi> 
mnnicated with the top of his dwelHng, and firing a pistol, in 
a moment three deep blue lights, flashing far up into the 
heavens with a hissing noise, brisfhtened hill and tree, and 
threw over the lagoon where the Wildfire lay a flash so vivid 
that every eye* winked below it. 

'* Coming,'' cried Jack Martin ; and harnessing a carronade, 
departed for the scene of action, accompanied by his Cousiit 
l>avief and five or six armed comrades. ** He's but a Idtde 
coltythe captain," said Martin, ^*to ride the water on; but 
he*© in a strait, and it's my duty to help him. •* 

" If it werna for Morison," said his cousin, •* I wadna ^ng 
my foot length. Dod ! they might cut the captain into slices, 
and eat him in sandwiches for me ; an' that's likely to be his 
fate and mony a dry cheek. But an* I lose Morison, its ten 
to ane but Pll gang mad, and shoot all and sundry that had 
a hand in tearing him away." 

'* Be^ quiet, cousin, be quiet," said Martm: *Met pistol and 
carbine speak to-night. Now we are nigh the nunnery, let 
US force the gate at once, and brush in." 

The moment Corsbane had made the signal for assistance^ 
lie hastened out to see the number of his foesi and thek nods 

tS4 &OftD ROLBAN. 

of attack. Upward of two hundred armed negroes and 
mulattoes were attempting to cross the stream, while fifty 
and more covered their advance with a shower of. balls, 
which, though fired at random, had already wounded two or 
three of the garrison, if seven white men may be called 
such, for the mulattoes and the negroes inside were all 
enemies to a man ; nor were the women otherwise, though 
at first none of them dared to act openly, from a dread of 
Cprsbane^s pistols, which they knew, he could use <iuiek and 
unerringly. To direct a awiyel loaded with balls on the mob 
of assailants was but a moment^s work : they had removed 
the palisades — treacherously sawn to aid the attack — ^and 
were half seen above the bank when the match was applied, 
and balls^ scattering as thick as hail, killed a dozen of the 
foremost, and wounded twice as many. 

This, so far from daunting the leaders, rather kindled them 
into rage and desire of revenge : they had expected to find 
Corsbaue in his revels, and to hav^ an easy conquest. They 
shouted out *' Blood ! blood !^^ and pushed into the stream a 
second tinie, while the cry which they raised was re-echoed 
from a plantation half a mile duiMA^and immediately a 
eolumn of flame, accompanied by^Mfis^f^^nniMias black 
as tar, rose with a rushing sound into the still paYe night, 
proclaiming to all who witnessed it that the insurgents had 
succeeded m destroying a neighbour mansion, and might be 
expected in a few minutes to strengthen the attack on (he 

' " No Wj saints — if there be saints, have mercy on our souls 
—if we have souls,** exclaimed the captain, *' for these bom 
devils will l\ave none ; it^s no sin at legist to shoot theni, 
daoime !** and taking aim, along with other defenders, as he 
.spoke, shot three of the leading mulattoes dead, and wouad« 
ed two more. 

At this moment the clatter of horses* feet was heard, and 
the rattling of wheels. Martin forced his way in at the 
bridge, and took a position to rake the advancing column. 
** Damoie, Jack,** exclaimed Corsbane, '* but this is friend* 
ly r* As he uttered these words, the negress, whom^ he 
called Miss Midnight, glided nigh : a dagger gleamed-^tbe 
1103^ moment she withdrew it reddened in his blood, " It 
won*t do though, or curt»e me !** exclaimed Corsbane, pros- 
trating her with a blow of his cutlass : " and yet I felt the 
cold steel nigh my liver, too.*' 

The carronade and the musketry swept away masses of 
enemies, but more came pouring to the attack on all sides, 
and the resistance was fierce, though it promised to be in 

** Jack,** said Corsbane, wringing his hand, ^ it looks black; 
but Vl\ live to thank you for what you have done'^ay4 and 
thank Dempatery too| for what he has not done; I have a 


triekof my own, which none of these black devils are aware 
of; but don^t follow me, for that will ruin us all; cut your 
way back to the Wildfire, and if rm not visible on the day 
after to-morrow, then think Dick Corsbane has forgot him- 
self—but not that he's dead, damme ! Farewell.*^ 

** Davie, cousin Davie," said Martin, ** turn the horses' heads 
shipward again, and let us make our way back ; this ^lace is 
growing too hot for us, all the black deevils of Hispaniola 
are here." Morison kept in the rear, with one or two of the 
finnfest of the mariners : he had hitherto taken no part in 
the fray, though he was armed, and ready to resist should he. 
be attacked ; no one,^ however, seeoied disposed to injure him. 
Tk» old mulatto sentinel had possessed all with the beliel^ 
that it would not only be impossible to harm him, bat would 
ruin their cause ; nor had the words of dmahama been ut« 
tered for hCm in vain. It was known, too, or at least snr- 
tt^edt that he was a prisoner, and likely, to be sold a$ % 
slave : in revenging their own wrongs, therefore, they natn* 
rally spared him ; though the spear was often levelled to run 
him through and the carbine cocked to shoot, him. As all 
eyes were turned on the nunnery, and all thoughts <m Cup* 
tain Corsbane, Martin repassed the bridge wiUiout oppoa»« 
tion, and gained the open way to the. lagoon, dislant some 
h^ii^^l^ He halted to see the upshot. 

*^ I canna for the eoul of me stirmeese," said be, " what 
Difskaneant by biddiog m^ make my way back to the Wildfire, 
for he had a trick of his own, unknown to all mankind. Od ! if 
lie escapes now. Til be inclined to worship him, he's no a man« 
he's a divinity." The Hash of musket and pistol continued 
to brighten the trees and the windows ; the eaptain and two 
G];kOsen comrades had retired to the house; the negroes and 
mulattoes poured into the entrance lil(e a flood, their yeUs 
filling all the air, and making, as Davie Crellock said^ '*hi«i 
ban^s and blude to creep and grue." Suddenly the smell and 
hiss of a sulphurous fuse was felt and heard ; the building, 
from dome to foundation-stone, was lifted into the air ; and 
as it dropped, a roar louder than even tropical thunder, 
shook it to atoms, while smoke'and flame burst out on every 
side, and strewed the mound with shattered bodies. ^ 

'* If Captain Cbrsbane survives that, he'll outlive the last 
dayr" exclaimed Martin: **rm glad^hedidna invite me to 
this concluding entertainment of his ; but come, we maun 
get into the Wildfire, and warp Her out of the lagoon ; the 
Uood of these fiends is up, and theyUi stick at naething." 
So saying they regained the ship, lifted her anehor, and fa- 
voured by a gentle wind, shot out to the open sea, which 
was reddened for many miles by the conflagration. 

K 3 

926 LORD ROtDAir. 


>The rank is but the goinea*stampy 
The man's the j^wd for a* that. 


Thv scene which we have so briefly described was the 
outburst of that great and terrible revolatfoti, which, after a 
vast waste of life, concluded by transferring the splendid Isle 
of Htspanioia from the rule of the whites to the sway of tte 
blacks. For some time the storm, which ended in a shower 
of .blood, had been gathering : the love of freedom, Qatnrai tQ 
man, had never been wholly extinguished in the bosoms of 
those unhappy persons who, for the unlimited and unie* 
strained range and enjoyment of the African wilds, had beea 
compelled to accept the condition of slaves, under rigorous 
masters in a distant land, while the mulatto race, brmgiw 
the knowledge of the European to the craft and ferocity « 
the African, diffused in eveiy direction a spirit of resistanee 
to slavery, and a desire of enjoying the blessings of a free 
condition. Among such a body the decree of lib<Hrty and 
equality promulgated by France and addressed to the coik»- 
ny, fell like fire upon a powder magazine : they claimed their 
.new rights; the colonists hesitated: the incensed negroas 
and mulattoes flew to arms, and with loud cries assailed llie 
homes of their masters : fire filled all the air ; blood died all 
the earth : the fainting Europeans were oppressed by wmq- 
bers ; ahd the whole isle, save here and there a fortress, was 

** With sable faces thronged and fiery arms." 

*' I have long looked for this,'' said Martin, " and now, 
since the brute has ^ot the bridle out of its mouth, it will 
play sad pranks wi' its heels. It's just as weel that we ue 
in this bit crooked timmer, and sailing on the bosom of the 
sea — ^the land will be owre hot soon for a white face, I ja* 
louse." As he said this, flames burst suddenly out from a 
mansion which stood close to the side of the bay, and the 
terrified inmates, as they rushed into the open air,. were cut 
down by a band of negroes and mulattoes, who, bearing a 
white infant on the point of a lance, urged the extermination 
of the whole racis of taskmasters. The light of the moon 
and stars, and the grosser light of the conflagration, enabled 
Morison and his companions to see all that passed without- 
being within reach of shot themselves. '* I would idie to 


lielp some of these poor whitee-rFrenchiiieii thoiii|li they 
be,^ said Martin; "Irat landing is out of the qaestion; thejr 
would cut us up like peelings of ingans.'' 

Morison looked earnestly on the scene as the ship glided 
silently along. ** See T' he said, *^ these fierce wretches are 
on their way to that plantation : cannot you sail nearery and 
give the house the protection of your gnnsl" 

** Ye speak like an older man,'' replied Martin ; ** I wonder 
how I overlooked that; but I am sae accustomed to be di- 
rected, that I think I'll soon forget how to direct myself." 

The mansion to which this referred stood on a neck of 
laEBd th^t extended into the sea : gardens and orohaffds lay 
arodnd it, and lines of splendid palms and cabbage trees, and 
wild figs and oranges, with others for shade or Ibr iroit, en- 
dosed it as with a garland. The proprietor seemed to hare 
taken the alarm, for the windows towards the land were bar- 
beaded, and marksmen, though few in number, might be ob- 
served in ambush among the groves, for the purpose of firing 
upon the advance of the insurgents. The Wildfire, soon£ 
ing as she proceeded, was at last able to approach the 
neck oAhe prom ontory, but her guns had been brought but 
pintially to bear, when the mulattoes made a rush, and ex- 
changing a few shots with the defenders, fiowed round the 
house like an inundation, and assailed it--<loor and window. 
But the four-pounders of the Wildfire, loaded with musket* 
balls, and the rifies of the whites, appeared to promise a 
Tieionous defence, when treachery within accomplished 
more than the fire without : a sudden B^fht flashed up on all 
sides ? yell after yell arose from the assailants ; and in a mo- 
ment the house was in a bright flame. 

Morison, who had gone for a feW minutes below, now ap* 
peared on the deck, with a brace of pistols in his belt, a cut- 
lass in his hand, and a light — fierce and steady — in his eyes. 
** Cannot we move her nearer V* he said to Martin ; •• or stay, 
David, make ready the boat-^those who own that house are 
about to need all the aid we can give them.** 

** We will a' be right now," said Davie to his cousin— 
"we*^!! a' be right now — since Morison has put his hand 
till*t : his head's aye clear when other folk's heads are pua- 

This was partly said while the boat was lowering. Mori- 
son sprang into it, followed by Martin and four others, and 
pulled towards a landing-place, partly screened by flowering 
shrubs, which fronted the house. *• Now follow me," he 
said, and, leaping ashore, had taken one or two steps when 
a young man, accompanied by a lady somewhat stricken il^ 
years, came running along the lawn; Morison hurried for- 
ward to aid them. 

The insurgents fell for a moment back, and the hidy and 
her son were nigh the boat when they rallied and returned^ 

280 t.oBi» ftoUMUr. 

feomthedecisortlieWiUfiTOtluanedtlietiBlQBof Ui^iiia* 
httoes, and cheeked their jHinait. 

When thej reached the ship, the Frenchman extraded his 
right hand, in which he held papers, and laying his left on 
to bosom, clutching still the pistol of which he had made 
good use, said, ** Gentlemen of England, Camille RegnauU 
thanks you in the name of the Trench repaUic, one and in- 
divisible, for saving the life of one of her refMeeentatiYea.** 

** Yon be damned !** said Martin; ** who the heU covets the 
thanks of a spider-shanked Johnnie Crapand ; I wad t^e no 
thanks for saving a thousand sic venmn, any mote than I 
wad for no drowning a baglu* o^ weasels.** 

** You are facetious, sir," said Camille, bowing. ** Your 
nation delights in giving hard words, and in dmng kind ac- 
tions ; but the thanks which you refuse will be accepted by 
this young man; on his front nature has writioi genUe* 

' ** On atweel,** said Martin ; ^ he*s owre Tonng to discover 
the value of your grimaces and bowing, and pardonna moyea* 
I ken them wed : I will believe a Ftenchman nae faimr 
than I can flin? him, and that canna be far joust now, for I 
shouldna wonder but I have a shot-hole that wants ca&oig 
about me. I thought my shoon were fon o* water, but I see 
it*s blood— look how I gae plaunshing. Here, Andiew 
Roome, and you, Sandie Bryce, wyse ttie WikMce a wee 
thocht off the shore, and then ane o* ye come to me. IVn 
radr I'm waur hurt than I at first trowed.** 

When the two mariners flew to fulffl these orders, the 
Frenchman approached Martin, where 'he sat on a oainHMde« 
and said, ** The genUemen — the citizens, I diould say — of 
the French repubHc, one and indivisible, are not ignorant ia 
what is valuaue more than ia what is honourable ; and if yo« 
will permit me to look at your hurts, I may do sometUng 
for them ; for I have studied — ^'* 

Here Camille paused in his speech, and, with Martia*S a|K- 
probation, exammed his thigh. He turned grave aa he 
looked, for there was a deep wound in the fleshy part, froBt 
which the black blood descended in clotting drops, lie look 
out a small case of instruments, and, with gentte hands,, ear- 
amined the wound with a silver probe. His face bright- 
ened : ** Aha !** he said, ^ this a steel wound, not a base Ind 
one — and here is the ointment that will cure it." 

^ Avast! Frenchman,** said Martin; **my thigh seems 
seething in fire already. I>od! if your cerate is no of « 
cooling kind, keep it awa frae me.*' 

Camille smiled, as he said, ^ Cool! Ah, it would cool the 
everlasting fire itself. There 1 Now, ease, and sleep, and 
-abstinence from liquor, and you are a man again." 

** Frenchman !** cried the other, grasping his handy iJ 

^ — : — 1^ im ^^ silver probe fell from between hia finger 

iMUd Aimbv *'yoa are « gode fellow; aad shoald lli« ehaM» 
o' war ever bni^ ye near my cutlass. 111 tvm iu edge g« 
other twa, afore 111 tium't on yon." 

The morning now broke ; tke son got up at onee, and 
ocean and isle lay Imght avoqnd. Tlie mooataios of Hi»- 
paniola, the vales, the winding outline of its beautiful coast; 
the air that breathed above, and the ilo were that bloomed be- 
low, seined aH the same as yesterday, and unconscioos that 
the worms which crawled on its surface had undergone a 
change of condition. The banner of France had been j^ucked 
from tower and battery, and a thick and smouldering smoke 
arose in its stead. Houses had changed masters: the 
new occupier, smeared with htood, and half drunk* sat or 
walked with unsteady stepe over the marble pavements or 
cedar floors ; eyed his grim visage and woolly locks in the 
hogo mirrors around, while the late occupier, stabbed, 
strangled, or shot, lay with his wife, and perhaps his children, 
on the thre8hold--object8 of brutal jest or barbarous song 
to the wretches who reigned in ttieir plaoe. Every bav was 
moving with boftts, into which fugitives were crowded or 
crowding, and as far as the eve could reach the negro and 
the mulatto reigned and voM* 

CamiUe lodged eameatly on the sinuous coast, and on the 
tittagea and plantations, and exclaimed, ** Ah ! liberty, thou 
art a lovely thing in Franoe-^4)eloved France— but here thy 
aspect is grim and hideous.'' 

''Ye may say that," said ftfortin, *'fules sboudna have 
chappin sticks; but what shall we do nextt He whom I 
«(etved has fonpd a grave amid the blazing rafters of his own 
habitation ; but I sl^l wait a day and a night for him. I bit 
my thumb on that, and as be was ave tru^ to me, so shall I 
be true to him— ^amme, that's but uir." 

*' When ye take up Corsbane's command," said Davie, 
** if ye could drap his practice of swearing it would be a' the 
t>etter: ye are already arming yourself wi' his superfluous 
dammes-*-it's no bonnie." 

Morison, having washed the stains of the fight from his 
Hands and face, came upon deck. He was warmly welcomed 
by Oamille, and assured of his own and his country^s grati- 
tude. ** I came here," he said, " with my two colleagues, 
~ to say to the people of Hispaniola^-the black, the brown, 
and the white>--be free ; but no sooner did I disenthral their 
bodies than I unloosed their passions and armed their hands; 
and lo ! bloodshed and fire have ascended from hell when 
liberty descended from heaven. There, in these papers, 
now spotted with blood, are contained the outlinesof a great 
republic, which 1 wished to estabtish in this magnificent 
isle* I had sat up much of the night framing it : the lights 
and the sounds which glimmered and echoed around nie 
could not command me away from the great work; and 1 


w» inariftB^ibto of tbe horrific tcmiey when « stream of li^M 
Are bant into my study, and a face as gprim as iha( of the 
fiend himself, said, ' Your mother and brother ans Jbolb elain 
'—how do yott like itf 1 snatched up a pistolt and I 
anatched up my draoght of the new repabltc, and here I am, 
without a wound." 

Monson felt an interest in Camille, and listened to all his 
bbserraiions about the state of society and the condition of. 
mankind. Well acquainted with history, ancient as well as 
modem, Morison loved to follow the steps and xead the 
achievements of the great oonquetors of the older and latter 
times, yet his heart Gtang with a deeper throb to those heroic 
souls who had resisted oppression, and Jtnumphed or fallen 
in defence of their country's independence. He had dreamed 
too with Plato— he had enjoyed the Utopian raptures of 
Harrington ; and had heard, with a delight which he sought 
not to conceal, of the establishment of a vast republic in the 
magnificent continent of North America : but he. was not 

? Elite prepared to bear of the change which had come on 
rance-^how she had, with one stem and fierce effort, 
thrown the atlas ioad of monarchy from her shoulders — ^had 
levelled all ranks and degrees of men,. and offered to fitrht 
the battle of freedom for all the oppressed nations of the 
earth. He had heard rumours, indeed, of such things ; but 
now Camilla, who had been an actor in those terrible scenes, 
drew up the curtain, and displayed the whole brightly be- 
fore, him, exciting at once liis .wonder, his admiration, and 

'*But how," said Morison, '* could you fling off the bur- 
dens of old vassalage — ^the love which belongs to long lines 
of heroic names-p-the reverence due to a crowned head 1" 

'* With me," said Camille, with a somewhat stem look, 
** the matter was made easy. My father was of noble birth ; 
my mother was of the peasantry*— in a word, I am what the 
law that I "helped to abolish called basely bom. By a lady 
of noble descent, whom he wedded, my father had another 
son, and as he was dying he desired to share his inheritance 
between us; my brother, who loved me exceedingly, and 
my stepmother, who loved me much, wished for this also, 
but the law and the etiquette of birth said nay, and 1 was 
made a beggar as well as a bastard. The storm came soon 
after which shook the monarchy and the aristocracy, and 
swept away the law which had been my enemy — and this 
is the right hand that helped to put them down." 

Morison seized his hand, and shaking it with vefaemencCy 
exclaimed, *' Thrice honoured be the hand that wrought 
auch a deed !" and passing it to his lips, added, " Oh that I 
had been by your side — neither shot nor steel— nor kindled 
mines, nor the face of man should have tnmed me back-* 
though every step had been on a crown or a coronet." 


. The Frenchman fiat and looked at Moriaon as if he would 
have looked him through* " Sir,^ said he, ^ I am well ac* 
unarated with the character of the English, and 1 never be- 
fore saw anything like heroic enthosiasm in their cold con- 
stant natures. They are a noble people, but not noble after 
the way of other men. Had your sword — need witii such 
skill as I have seldom witnessed — not done deeds for me 
which showed you in t^amest, 1 should have deemed this nn- 
Englishlike rapture affected, nay, put on for the purpose of 
deception or of mockery*** 

*'i am no Englishman, sir,** said Moriaon, haughtily, 
** though the English are a people who may be safely named 
both for valour and virtue with any nation under the sun : I 
am one of an ancient people, to whom the French were long 
friends and the EngHsh merciless enemies — I am a Scot, 
sad one of the humblest — for 1 too am basely bom, and the 
Jaw which allows me no share in a noble father's fortunes 
is yet unrepealed*** 

The Frenchman sfnrang to his feet — took Morison in his 
arms^-^ssed him on both cheeks, and exclaimed, ** Be my 
brother—be my brother! — we shall, side by side, fight the 
battle of freedom against oppression— of natural right against 
usurped power—of those who hold the patent of their hon- 
ours from Almighty God against those whom corruption has 
created— the earth must hare a dynasty of intellectuals ; ^e 
has too long endured the sway of the' dunces/* 

Having uttered this, Caniille strode up and down the deck, 
and muttered, **Ah\ little do the tyrants of the earth know 
of the resolved hearts and resolute hands which their cruelties 
and oppressions have stirred up against them ! It is time 
that we ceased to bow to wooden gods or worship idols, 
senseless and brainless, which occupy the high places.** 

His revery was interrupted by Davie, who, laying his 
hand on the Frenchman^ shoolder, said, ** Ye have wonder- 
fid skill. Johnnie Martin is maist as weel as ever he was, 
and I wha got a clink or twa wi* a whinger, had a bit aim 
m the inside of my hat which kept it frae biting deep; but 
thouffh I hae nae need o* yere hand, there's one below that 
wad oe the better of a slight keelhauling-^Morison saved 
him frae the deatbstraik^-bat Vm rad, he*s waur hurt than 
fleyed — ^at filrst 1 thought he was waur fieyed than hurt. 

Not a word— or more than aword-*^the Frenchman knew, 
but Davie seconded his speech by. pulling with one hand and 
pointing with the other to the cabin ; to which GamiUe good- 
naturedly descended, and was shown his youthful country- 
man laid on cushions on the floor and a lady holding his 
head, from whence the blood oozed through a thick bandage 
and stained her fingers. No sooner did be see them than 
he clasped them in his arms, excUimiogi *' My mother— my 

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2!34 LOlll) ROtDAN. 

brother !— His name be blessed !— how were yoii saved f 1 
was told you were murdered." 

** Camiile, my son,'* said the Lady Regnault, i* we are 
not yet saved," and she turned her eyes, from which tears 
dropped fast, to the bandaged head of the youth in her arms^ 

" Mother," said Camille, "you know my skill— trust me ;" 
he removed the bandage, and the blood gushed as he did so 
over his fingers. With gentle hands he washed and ex- 
amined the wound. "It is very severe — but not dangerous 
— my brother is faint through loss of blood." While speak* 
ing he stanclied the bleeding ; dropped a few drops of balaam 
into the wound, which soothed the burning heat ; bound it 
neatly up : gave his brother a draught of cold water, into 
which he infused a juice from an herb which seemed but 
newly gathered; and the youth, greatly refreshed, look^ 
up and smiled on his mother and Camille, put his hands ia 
theirs, and composed himself as if desirous of sleeps Cush- 
ions were brought, he was laid at full length on them, and 
Camille, motioning to Lady Re^^nault, led her up to the deck, 
saying, " A few hours^ sleep will be like a second physician 
to my brother. Now tell me how you escaped :*' and he 
placed her on a seat, and sitting down at her feet, looked 
round as if desirous to have others to share his joy. 

Lad^ Regnault laid her hand tenderly on Camille*8 head* 
and said, " Nature meant thee for my son, and as such have 
I ever found thee ; and oh ! when borne out of yon slaughter- 
house I thought the hand was thine which icleared the way 
to safety with the sword ; but if not a Camille, he is worthy 
of Camille^s friendship ; for his nobleness of nature is of the 
highest, purest kind. Behold him — there he is : come hither, 
sir, that I may touch the hand with my lips that has done 
such deeds in the cause of humanity.'' The noble lady arose 
as she spoke, and with a graceful warmth and matronly stiri- 
plicity, laid her arms around Morisoh's neck : kissed him cm 
the ricrht cheek and on the left, and placing him beside 
Camijle, said, " Be brothers." 

Martin and his comrades looked upon this scene, and 
screwed their seamed and weather-beaten countenances to 
something which they considered too hard and whipeordtah 
ibr tears ; but all would not do. ** Confound the woman !" 
said Johnnie, " who the deevil wbuld hae suspeket that she 
could hae come owre ane^s heart and een in this queer gate) 
and Morison, too, a perfect born deevil, wi' an' ee that wad 
kindle a strae, and a speerit that swooms uppermost of ^ 
things: htm that no an hour syne — it's mair than that though 
— wi' a bent pistol in one hand and a twa-edged sword in the 
tither, raged through and through yon sooty ranks, damme ! 
as Captain Corsbane says-~said, it ought to have been, poor 
fellow, for hell never cry damme mair. But what was I 
gaon to 8fl|y ? I hae made a bnrUe in my yam, 1 donbt*" ^ 

**' /lt#eel bae ye, cojusin^ or dAmme then ! is CaptaiB Otri- 
bane says,'* exclaimed Davie ; *' then' stwa things I wad 
eonnsel ye to desist frae — first drap a* the dammes ; I wadna 
that yere pnir mither heard ye : she aye thought ye had a 
devout tarn : and secondly, never attempt to account for 
either the words or actions of Morison Roldan-*-*they are a' 
clean aboon the common ; I sometimes eanna understand 
them myser." 

A day and a ni«^ht had been consumed in tacking to and 
fro, when Martin summoned his crew and passengers on 
deck, and said, that he had now no desire to abide on the 
coast of Hispaniola longer, and indeed he was surprised that 
the mulaUoes bad' not before this armed their caravalst and 
attacked him. ** Nothing," added he, '* could have saved 
me bat that bit coloured cloth flying in the breeae, blazoned 
with the marks of Old England ; and now, if I sail for France, 
thia Old rag will be my ruin — I shall lose ship and all it con* 
tains, for by this time she has declared war against £ng* 
land-" . 

• •*Bravo^ France! bold France, beloved France-*Franee 
one and indivisible !" exclaimed Camille. ^ Let ihe day he 
remembered in the history of freedom on which she raised 
her banner and pointed her spear against that M tyrant of 
the ocean." 

^ Moderate your warmth, young sir,'* said Martin ; *^ you 
•iion't know the French at sea, and 1 know what the British 
are on tlieir. natural element; ay, and mair! the first time 
.thev meet on old Neptuno's green pastures, the French, one 
ana indivisible, will be blown out of the water like peelings 
o' ingarv»y or damme then ! as the captain, poor fellow, said." 
And Martin halted from side to side of the deck ; hitched up 
his trousers ; handled his cutlass as if about to unsheath it, 
and muttered, *^ Should like to have a cut at the blasted frog- 
eaters — should' like to come in among them at the breaking 
of the line>— stfspect we should take the starch out of tl^ 

While this was passing, half a dozen large boats, full of 
armed men, came quietly aloAg shore, screened from obser- 
vation by a headland covered with palms and shrubs* which 
extended far into the sea on the left. No sooner did they 
burst round the extreme! point than they all raised a loud 
ehcmt, and made directly for the Wildfire, pointing their guns 
as they «ame, and yelling out, ** Down with the white 
devils !" 

Lad3r Regaanlt grew pale when she beheld this. . " Alas I" 
she cried, as they approached, surveying them through a 
glass, '* these are men whom I fed and pampered, and treated 
aa brethren ; the mulatto in the foremost boat I made in- 
tendant of my e6tate-4ie was the first who armed himself 
agaiaatyme : what witt baconie itf ua ?" 


Martin smiled and aaid, «' We aliaH see, my lady, we shaft 
see. The Wildfire, as Dick Oorstmne wonld have said, is 
not to be quenched by such thimblefuls of water as these 
black buckets bring ; my Carrbn eagle will take a flee among 
these ravens presently ; in the mean time, be so good as 
go below, and pray for us if you will-4t's now the hour that 
my poor auld mither is on her knees, and it^s just as well to 
hae some ane putting in a good word. Bide awee, Moiison, 
my bairn, dinna point that carbine, it winna carry and do 
execution at this distance. Oh, I'U do up the grim rascals 
in fine style; only to think what sapscuDs — to hae nae mair 
sense than row straight into the teeth of this great dragon of 
tlie deeps. Them make an empire ! They havena brain fit 
to comprehend the mystery of a mousetrap, but Til receive 
their fire first; they'll be sure to fire like all other savages, 
before they have a certainty of killing ; besides, they may 
just be coming on a civil errand, and the Wildfire has blood 
enough to answer for already.'' 

This speech was interrupted by a volley from the fore* 
most boat; the balls rattled in the rigging and on the deck« 
and one of them hit Martin on the crown of his hat, while 
he was pointing a carronade. 

** I kenned how it wad be ; that bit lead was well aimed, 
and had the musket whilk it came from been fiity yards 
nearer there might have been an inlake o' our crew ! There 
now*-*gans and tell them they are only fit to be slaves." 
He applied th^ match to the gun, and a long stream of smoke 
and fiame rushed towards the coming boats, accompanied by 
a roar and a yell that made the shores, on which the sun had 
now fully arisen, re-echo through every la^^oon am^caveni. 
In a moment the second carronade was pomted, but Martin 
withheld the match : the first shot had done its duty ; three 
of the leading boats taken in a line were dashed to chips, the 
balls had scattered death among th? others so efiectually 
that they turned towards the land, while the sails of tlie 
Wildfire, catching the morning breeze, carried her away rap- 
idly into the ocean: the hills of Hispaniola diminished and 
grew dim, and long before midday they appeared but as a 
mist, and, mingling with the sky, faded at last wholly from 
the view. 

** Now for France, for lovely France T' exclaimed Camille, 
** and farewell for ever to the palm groves and wild fkg treee 
and orange bowers of Hispaniola. It is necessary for die— - 
eases both bodily and political to let blood, and France, mag- 
nifioent France ! has done that even beyond my desire— but 
the white faces think before they act, while the black faces 
act, but never think.'* 

" Blessed are thev who expect little, for they are never 
disappointed !** said Martin. '' I wad answer for nae nation 
under the sun, and for the Freaeh least of ony ! they can but 

eftli liiididMk* and danoe« in a ■erioiis way: aH llniMa Man 
^y. 4o^aa matters «f aiDusements ru warrant they^B hara 
nuieteen repabHca,wi' as many variationa as the aonf of 
Johxuae.Copfi, before the first year flies o'er their heads.^ 

The young French nobleman recovered from his woundai 
and, a^nonished by hia brother, took the noobjectionable 
name of Citizen BegnauU, white his oMther* in eo'nformity 
with the modified system of society in France^ humbled her* 
self into plain madame. /* Yon are now on your way to o«r 
fatherland, madame,^ said Camllle ; " and it becomea us to 
appear like true and useful citizens; I shall accompany yon 
to your fair estates on the beautiful Hhine, aad then go to 
Pari^. with an account for the people of my mission to the^ 
noble. i^ of Hispaniola. Ah! soon, sodn will the gnat 
republic have the kings of the earth in league against it; 
the nroud Austrian) the martial Prusaito^ and the barbarona 
hordes of the north, will all pour in nnoB oa by land $ while 
haughty England and bal^g^ning Homnd will assail us by 
sea. .. Ah ! my friend Roldan, then wiU be the hour for a 
spirit such as yonr's toriee! Here birth gives' plaee to 
ment, and the heroic sodL ascends above meaner apirita aa 
mercury ascends in sunshine.'' 

Much did GamiUe say, and eagerly did Morison listen; 
his converse, while the voyage continned, was about ra«- 
publics, and the opening which a popular government of- 
fered to an intrepid mind. ** I owe you my life,*' said Ca- 
miUe; ** my motherland my brother owe you for theirs-« 
tliey can pay you on the banks of the Rhine, I must pay you 
in Paris : there I am listened to ; and those whom I dehght 
to honour are welcomed with shouts and songs. War will, 
I know, be your choice» I can promise you a command in 
one of our frontier armies; your own genius will do the 
rest ; but you must become a son of France." 

** I can become the son of any land," said Morison, '^ for 
any claim that Scotland has ^ upon me : yet against Britain 
arms I shall never bear, were I to become seven times over 
a son of France." 

•* I love you for that very sentiment, my brother !" replied 
Camille; **but I can place you where you will have no 
chance of encountering the lions of your native land. Al- 
ready, on the extensive frontier of the republic, the armies 
of the northern kings are gathering — but we will hear more 
of this when we arrive on the Rhine — the rapid Rhine." 

When the coast of France was reached the moon was up ; 
lights gleamed far and wide from her towers and towns, and 
running in and anchoring in a little bay, the Wildfire disem- 
barked her passengers, and also certain packages of spice, 
which, during his brief and adventurous voyage, Martin had 
contrived to obtain by purchase and by barter. " Here, 
friend," said Camille, "here is an order on the treasury of 

298 LORD ROliBAN. 

ihe Framck republic for a sum equal to the profits of two 
iMDOurable voyages. You have made me your friend by the 
bold and kindly way in which you have conducted yourself; 
but a word in your ear :" and he led Martin asidei and whis- 
pered with him for five minutes' space and more. 

What he said to that worthy evidently discomposed him, 
for Jack broke off the conference in these rough words :•— 
" I winna denjr but I may hae done as ye sav, and grabbed 
gowd frae Spain and silver frae France, and suks, and satins, 
and lace frae anld mither Holland. I hae done things I 
doubtna, for whilk my craig deserves a raxinff — but may mj 
soul become a kedge-anchor to Satan when he sails in lus 
lake of brimstone, if lUl play the fetch and carry frae the isle 
that gae me birth ; and mair nor that, the man who next 
proposes sic a course to John Martin had need to have his 
waistcoat stuffed wi' steel, lesi my whinger and his moni- 
plies get owre intimate." 

" Davie,** said Martin to his cousin, *' when ye tire of fight- 
ing other Ibwk's fighU, whilk yield Utile profit, ye*U likely 
find me in ane of the pleasant crooks of the Dee — ^wi a cone 
house and a cow*s mss — ^and if yere no made welcome, 
• damme then ! as Dick Corsbane SM.*' With these words 
the cousins parted, and Camille and his companions began 
their journey to the banks of the Rhine. 

KHD or VOIm 1* 




Loosed to tho world** wido range, eojolo*d no aim, 

Prawhbed do doty, and aaeif Q*d no name, 

Natiire*a unbounded wm, tao atandi alone, 

His lieart anbiaa'd and bis mind bia own. 

Strong Bi neeeaaity, be atarta away, 

Climba againat wrooga, and brigbtena into day. 




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The trompets sound, the bannen fly. 
The glittering spears are ranked rndy, 

The shoots of war are heard afar, 
The btfttie cloees thick and bloody. 


Oir the third morning after making the coast of France, 
Camiile arrived on the banks of the Rhine. It was the 
middle of harvest : on all sides-^on vale and hiIl-<-^Mori8on 
beheld the dark luscious clusters of the grape hanginff as thick 
as he had ever seen sloes in his native vales, while kbouring 
in pairs, like reapers, hinds and maidens were separating 
them from their trellises, and conveying them home to the 
-wine presses, which were every where busy. A rich odour 
was diffused over the land, and there seemed gladness in 
every face: songs of tippling and true love were heard 
ascending from haugfa and hall. 

The mansion of the Regnaults—to Morison it looked a 
palace— occupied a bend of ttie river. As the noble ladv and 
ner sons entered their broad domains* she was instantly re- 
cognised by tenants and retainers, and such a cry of welcome 
rose as brought teass to her cheeks. When she found her 
foot on' the marble floor, where for several years it had been 
a stranger, she knelt and kissed it ; but on seeing the walls 
hare, her colour changed, and she cried, '* Camiue de Reg- 
nault, where are the portraits of thy ancestors ; where are 
their shields and swoids T' 

'* Madame,'' said Oamille, in a low voice, '* compose yonr- 
selL A great change has come over mankind : France has 
now nothing that is old— all is new. She has honours for 
those who merit them, and for those who complain she has 
the— guillotine. Compose yourself— it is hard for you to 
endure, but I must warn you while I tell you, that the family 
pictures and archives of the noble house of Regnault were 
seized and bumed-^t was well that 1 was able to preserve 
the estateaand oalace of the fftmily.^' 



At that moment a flourish of trumpets announced the 
arrival of othef visiters ; the aged domestics grew pale as 
they beheld the hairy cfrests and the tri-colpured pennants of a 
party of horse coming rapidly up the avenue. ** Who owns 
this mansion ?^ exclaimed a rou^h loud voice ; and springing 
down from his saddle, the speaker entered the hall, followed 
by a dozen inferior officers, who made their spurs jingle, and 
the steel scabbards of ^etr swords beat time to their steps 
along the marble floor. " Who owns this mansion ! — speak," 
said the leader ; and he looked around to seek for some one 
on whom he could with some propriety affix that designation. 

'* I do," said Camille Regnault, coming forwaM ; ^ what ai^ 
your commands V 

'* My commands are," said the officer^ *' that all to whom 
this place pertains do now make room for the soldiers of the 
repuolic ; that all the horses' belonging to this estate be em- 
ployed in the public cause; that ail the wine in the cellars 
and provisions in the hall be taken for the public service ; 

''Stop, sir," said Camille, ^you have used more words 
already than necessary. All that this mansion holds is at 
the service of the republic — go and sav to Gent^ral Beauhar- 
nois, and add that his friend Camille Regnault said it. 
Where is the general ?" 

The officer touched his helmet, but abated no jot of hrs 
rough dignity : *' Great changes, citizen Regnault," said he, 
**have happened since you sailed to the west— changes 
which warrant fierce language ; but do und^rstand me," and 
he took Camille aside : ** such language on my part is even 
iiecessary for the protection of the lady of Regnault. No 
one must be suspected — ^we must command roughly, she 
must submit pleasantly, else there is a general referee, flailed 
the guillotine, who settles all public disputes. But hark ! 
that trumpet utters no French sound." He hurried out of 
the hall, and was mounted in an instant. Camille, from the 
summit of the castle, saw sufficient reasons for the officer's 
alarm. Large bodies of cavalry and masses of foot were 
advancing, while in the centre the mingled banners of Prus- 
sia and Austria announced the presence of highborn com* 
manders — ^princes of the land. 

Morison's colour rose as he looked on this dread array ; 
he advanced to the verge of the parapet, and without seem- 
ing conscious that the stones were tottering under his feet, 
at that a sheer descent of a hundred feet yawned for him, 
looked eagerly for two minutes' space; then turning to Ca- 
mille, said, ** Where is the fiery cavalry of your country !-^- 
ready they might have disputed the passage of yonder stream.** 

*' They will not shun the combat," said Camille ; ^ but our 
soldiers are but soldiers of yesterday, and yonder battalions 
are the veterans of the iUustrious Frederick. Bat see, they 

meye oflf by iheir l«ft. Ciwteau ^e fiegnaolt will be spared 
to-day ; so come, my friend^ let us refresh ourselves, and 
choose horses and weapons, and then join the army of the 
republic. A great battle is about to be foi^ht, and it will not 
he seemly for us to be absent.** 

^ Ah, my children," said the Lady de Regnault, ** strife and 
bloodshed is not confined to cruel His|>aniola; twit here, at 
least, yoa wil) fight a fair fight ; you Will not slay men and wo- 
men when yon prevail, nor will you be hewn to pieces and 
consumed in your burning houses if you are Tan(|ini^d. Bat 
what horses are these, Camille 1" 

** These are horses on which we must pay onr respects to 
Beauhamois; have you your pistols in good order, Rcrfdant 
I must find a belt for that blade of yours — ^I could not find a 
better hand to wield it in all France.'' A mouthful of wine 
was hastily swallowed, and the two friends vaulted into their 
saddles, and accompanied by David Gellock and some dosen 
of armed retainers, r^de forth. Lady Regnault stretched 
out her hands from her bower window, and exclaimed, 
^ Bless you both, my children ! — sure iiandsomer forms, or 
looks more knightly,- never rode to the^ivering of spearsw*' 

Morison turned to Davie and saidj ** We will soon be en- 
gaged in battle ; remember, keep in rank : be neifter before 
nor behind : stab with your sword, never cut, and keep one 
of your, pistols for a strait-^if you forget that, look at me 
and do as I do.** Davie bowed acquiescence, and turning to 
his companion, said, regardless of their utter ignorance of his 
language, *' This is brave ^M>rt ; it's a graad thing to fight in 
France! if ye conquer, here's wine as abnndamt as dyke 
water, and black-eyed lasses to bring it; if weVe killed, 
here's a good grass turf to lie beneath till the last trumpet 
sounds — od ! a different fortune might hae befaun us had we 
lived in Hispaniola. - But wha are thae nowl they are 
neither soldiers nor ploughmen^ but something atween the 
twa.*' This was said of a battalion of French who wore in 
part the dress of mechanics and hinds, and to an unpractised 
•ye, seemed to want all the requisites of soldiers, save the 
national cockade and the arms. But though their bodies were 
undisciplined, their hearts were in trim : they were strong 
as giants in their newly obtained freedom, and dreaded 
neither the face nor the arms of those whom they regarded 
as slaves, and commanded to kiss the ground in their pres- 
ence. Tlie veteran masses of Austria and Prussia, confiding 
in their practised leaders, and in their own skill, were eager 
for the encounter with men who had never before faced an 
enemy, and chiefs who had not studied in the school of the 
great Frederick. 

Their wishes seemed about to be gratified ; covered by a 
wood, the Prussians had pushed forward both horse and 
foot, on purpose to turn the left flank of the French, and 


force them from the rugged bank df the river, compeUing; 
them either to risk a general battle, or retreat at a venture 
— ^they had advanced unperceived. General Beauharnois, 
with his staff, was moving forward to gain some high grounds 
on which he had precipitated the march of the French ; when 
the enemy, freeing themselves from the woodydefile, darted 
upon him at once. In striving to unite with theirown ranks, 
the chiefs of the Frenclf were exposed to a sharp fire from 
the carbines of the Prussian horse, which wounded several ; 
and then to a charge, sabre in hand — for dropping their fire-, 
arms and unsheathing their long swords, they spurred their 
horses to the gadlop, followed by their foot iii small squares, 
who seemed as they marehed to rejoice in an already 
achieved victory. 

In a little valley, edged with vineyards, Beauharnois was 
charged by the Prussian horse ; the place was narrow ; few 
could get into line and make the onset ; but the contest was 
keen, and saddles on both sides were emptied. A part of 
the French foot, attracted by the charging clang of the 
trumpet, hastened towards the spot through hedge and en- 
closure, in single files, as they best could, and while in the 
act of forming on the edge of the valley, Morison found 
himself at their head, and instantly called on them to ad- 
vance and attack. They levelled, as one man, their pieces 
on a squadron of horse hurrying to the aid of their comrades 
engageid with the general, md fired with an aim so true that 
a way was cut in the advancing line in which a waggon and 
horses might have turned. The Prussians recoil^ ; but 
their lead^ having stricken down two or three of the fore- 
mpst files of the French, spurred up to Morison, and eyhig 
as if measuring him for the blow, assailed him at once. The 
Prussian, from the almost beardless look of his opponent, 
imagined him an easy prey ; but after a cut and a thrust par- 
ried with admirable skill, Morison became the assailant in 
his turn. His blood was now up ; his eyes emitted a fierce 
light ; his thrusts were given with the rapidity of lightning, 
and seemed as difilcult to elude. His antagonist dropped life- 
less from his horse ; he rushed on others with equal vehe- 
mence and success. The Prussians, after losing some of 
their best officers and veteran soldiers, withdrew from the 
charge, and repassed the river, leaving Beauharnois master 
of the field ; Morison mingled with the soldiery, and seemed 
to think he had done nothing memorable. 

Those were not days in which brave deeds were unnoticed 
or unrewarded. Beauharnois rode up to Morison, and, hold- 
ing out his hand, said, ** My friend Camille tells me he owes 
you his life and more; we have all seen how you have 
wrought for the republic to-day. Beauharnois never dresses 
himself in the deeds of others, nor desires to keep the light 
from them; come, therefore, to my bridle rein, and be ny 

LORD ROLDlir. 7 

comrade till I have aalhority ffom the republic to bestow 
permanent rank.'' 

** Citisbn general," said Moriaon, ** your courteinr caasee 
you to apeak too highly of the little I have done. AU around 
me seemed to do mueh more—as a stranger I must ask 
your forgiveness for presuming, in the whirlwind of the con- 
test, to put myself so forward. 1 am, therefore, as one beg- 
ging a favour, rather than meriting it.** 

" That is a speech worthy of one of the Grand Nation !** 
exclaimed a mustacbed grenadier. 

*' Let me bestow on you the fraternal embrace,** said a 
major, who three days before rode in the nmks. 

'^ You will be a chief of battalion in a single campaign," 
cried a rustic, who but a few hours before had aided in pres- 
sing the grape — the dark juice of the clusters died all the 
haiMl which he presented to Morison. 

^ Weel !'* said Davie, ^ we hae began the business bravely 
— dod ye ken I aye teUed ye how easy it was. D*ye no re* 
member how heioea grew up like mushrooms in the ballad- 
books % this is just the soil for them. Now what wad ye 
say if I were to take a start out, jump on a wa* and pu* down 
a banner, kill a Prussian or twa, get the fraternal embrace, 
and have greatness thrust upon me ? I wonder how I would 
bear wi't." 

** Oh," .0aid Morison, amused with his friend's dream of 
glory, *'you would bear with it well; almost all the chiefs 
who now lead or .rule in this army are of humble origin. 
Genius and worth are the exclusive produce of no rank or 
condition. Has not the peasant Burns hung an everlasting 
wreath round the ploughshare 1" 

^£h, now, Maister Morison^-ye maun allow me to call 
yesae — ^yc hae loot in some light on my darkness. But 
what ails ^em nowl is this anither buscade broken on usi 
If sae, it's my time to show that I can pull a trigger, and gar 
a sword whistle." 

The stir which Davie.observed was caused by the troops 
concentrating on purpose to pass ^the Rhine, over whose 
blue and hurrying waters a bridge of boats was thrown, and 
batteries raised to protect the movement. -The advance 
was unmolested ; and the foot, the horse, and finally the ar- 
tillery, of a large army were poured over the long and quiv- 
ering communication. with an ease and regularity which 
amaased Morison. 

*' We shall have a battle presently, my youngf friend," said 
Beauharnois, *' and had the enemy been wary, they would 
have forced ere this the combat upon me ; but my men have 
now had a few days* drill— the passion of liberty animates 
them, and I fear not that we shall foil those who think to ac- 
comfdish all by parade observances. There is not a Prussian 
queue tint is not cut to pattens; there is not a button which 

8 I.Oft]> itOLBAJr* 

is not as « looking-'glass ; their caps are fixed on Wmr heads 
with paste, for they are too lofty above and small below to 
be steady without ; their belts are beaotifally white ; and 
their ^runs, did ye not see how they shone in the sim f My 
fellows, are of a different stamp— they feel they are men, 
and know that the eyes of their comitry are on them ; they 
know, too, that a brown mnsket shoots as well as a polished 
one — that a sword which is sharp is a good weapon in an 
earnest hand ; they practise few manoeuvres, for they need 
few r their chief desire is to msh on the enemy, aa4— dine 
on tlw field of battle." 

The invaders contmued to retreat, and the French poured 
a torrent of horse and foot after them. To Itforison the lat- 
ter seemed a mass too confused for any one to manage, and 
he was about to make this remark te the general, When a 
trumpet sounded ; the reeling and disordered column rushed 
into order; array came out of disarray, and a front was 
formed as straight as a line, and as solid as a wall. 

*' The enemy have taken their groond,'* said Beauhamoia, 
calmly, ** and will accept battle, where they are. In that 
desire, had I daylight, they should be indulged now ; Mit 
with to-morrow> dawn I make my dispositions, and then let 
fortune favour the bravest.** 

Morison rose before dawn, and traversed the French camp : 
aU was still and silent ; each chief slept under his Irnnner, 
and his men lay aronnd in such order as the unequal grofind 
admitted ; all about, and in advance, were placed sentinels : 
Morison passed these, and ascending a small hiU whose sum- 
mit was partly scneened with vines in full cluster,, looked 
down on the enemy's army in slumber below.' Their reg- 
ularity amazed him ; it seemed as if some skilful mathema* 
tician had traced out the lines and placed the men ; the light 
which announces the coming sun, enabled him to survey 
the position fnlly» and with a slip of paper, and a pencil, he 
was noting the landscape — a rising knoll here, a smaH 
stream there— a marsh wtiich separates the horse from the 
foot, with the whole aspect of the scency when a hand laid 
on his shoulder made him start. 

He looked up ; it was the general and two officers of his 
staff. ** Soult," whispered the former, ** the work is done 
to our hand." He took Morison*s sketch, and compared it 
with the actual scene from which it had been copied. " See,** 
siadd he, ** how accurate, and how elegant it is ! Why, Rol- 
dan, 3roc are a painter and an engineer, as well as a soldier. 
Come ! give us a touch of the latter quality : yon see the 
position! How would you attack it?" 

^ In whatever way you may choose to command, gen- 
eral," said the youth, bowing. 

" No, no, out with it — I see you have a plan in your head — 
give iQjB tlie iw of it^ ^iM^trnvuit ^unl^ for myaotf.*' 


Morison looked for a minnte's space : '* I am no soldier, ba| 
were this country mine, and I were called upon to do battle 
for its salvationr--but you will laugh at me !** 

*' On my honour we wonV- especially as I suspect your 
plan will be a good one ; I see it in your eyes.** 

" Then, general,'' said Morison, '* I should hurry up my 
men even now, and detaching a column to alarm their left, 
pour my whole strength on the foot who occupy the right 
side of the morass, and crush them before the horse and ar- 
tillery could come to their rejBCue.'' 

The general looked on Morison, and on his two companions, 
and said, ''You have spoken like a general of ten years* 
standing — it shall be done.'* 

So saying:, he hurried from the hill, {wt the army into nuK 
tion, and t& attack was almost immediately commenced; 

The French rushed on with their usual impetuosity, car- 
ried a slight intrenchment Which the Prussians had hastily 
constructed, and forced their way almost to the stamdard 
where the chiefs of the army were stationed ; but the disci- 
pline of the enemy was only shaken; they bent for the space 
of ten minutes under the torrent of passionate flesh and 
blood, urged upon them by sound of trumpet and drum, and 
then, staging «rect, fought as one man, and died where they 
fell. The want of discipline on the part of the French was 
more than compensated by the i^irit, nay, rapture, with 
which they fought ; and this energy was well supported by 
the commander, who poured mass after mass upon the posi- 
tion, till the inflexible discipline of their antagonist began to 
give way. The Prussians retired sullen, and retiring fought, 
till the artillery, cominff up on the spur, showered a fitorm 
of iron, upon their flames. They were then pushed off the 
field, but raUied within a league of the scene of contest, 
where they were then joined by the horse, who, in attempt-^ 
ing to cover the retreat which they could not come in time 
to prevent, were roughly handled by the French cavalry and 
sharpshooters, and lost many of their best officers in fierce 
attempts to retrieve the fortune of the day« 

Morison, hurried on by his impetuosity, hung on the rear 
of the retreating enemy, and even called on his comrades to 
renew the fight, when the Prussians made a stand. He was 
met by the general on his return, who embraced him in the 
presence of the army, pronounced him equally able and 
brave, and saluted him colonel, amid the applause of his 
whole staff. This unlooked-for honour brought tears to Morw 
isbn'seyes; he returned the embrace of the general, bowed 
to his brethren in arms, and sought to escape from the con- 
gratulations which fell upon him on all sides. But the enthu- 
siasm of the French soldiers rendered this impossible ; they 
crowded round him ; some shook his l\^and, others praised his 



Sandsome form and elegant mien, and not a few of them 
esired to be allowed to fight un^er his Command. 

When Davie Gellock saw this, he threw his cap into the 
air, and cried, " What wad they- say if they heard of this ia 
Glengarnock now ? Here's the poor boy whom his lonlly 
father disowned, and then sold into slavery, grown a greater 
man than ony of all his kindred ! And here am I, that was 
aye called a gowk, and a dunce, and a dnibert — ^here am I, 
nsen I know not how far; for weel I ken, that the tide which 
carries up Morison will not leave Davie on the shallows/' ' 

Milch of this pleased the soldiers : they knew enough of 
history to know that the Scotch and French were for many 
centuries close allies ; and thev were republicans enou^ to 
rejoice that the merit to which a British lord was blipd had 
been discovered in France. 

As soon as the general was in hisient he sent for Morison, 
and inquired about his kindred and fortunes. The youth 
related all with much brevity and modesty, and added that 
he had no desire to return to his native land, where the doors 
of the high places were shut against the poor and unpit>tected» 
M France, throuffh your kindness,, general,^ he said, '* has 
adopted me, and I am only anxious for an opportunity U> 
show you that I remember such a favour. I have a mother 
—ay, a noble-minded, proud-hearted mothei^^who is living* 
very humbly in my native vale ; I wish her to know and par- 
take of my good fortune." 

" Have you no father, young man,'* said the general, witb 
a darkening brow, ^ on whom some of your good fortune 
might fall? I had a father, but my country demanded his 
head, and I — ^ He hid his face in his hand. 

Morison was doubly moved. " I am less fortunate,'' said 
he; the burning tears dropped thickly ap he spoke : " Lord 
Roldan refused to call me his son when I was on my mother's 
knee, and I have sworn not to call him father, even shoidd 
my name be heard of where noble deeds are doing." ^ . 

'* Give me your hand ; let us kneel and swear eternal 
friendship— but no ! — ^alas ! I am not old, yet I have lived to 
see oaths snapped like reeds, and friendships severed, and 
brdthers estranged. We will, love each other without 
swearing it." 

After a short silence the general resumed the conversation. 
*^ I am now," he said, " about to repose much confidence in 
you: I see you have wisdom and spirit beyond your years, and 
as you are young, you are the more suitable for the service 
1 wish you to perform. I have ordered horses and aU ne- 
cessary equipments for a journey to Paris. It is proper to 
lay before the convention some account of my proceedings ; 
and as I have extended the boundaries of the republic, and 
won her some victories, my account will not be unaccepta- 
ble. Yon are spoken of in terms not quite equal to your 


merit ; but you will find what I haTe said will do more than 
confirm the command I have bestowed on yoiu Now attend : 
the French republic, oao and infivisible, is already split into 
factions. There are the fierce Jacobins, the moderate Re* 
publicans, or Girondists, and a third party no one dare name, 
but which nevertheless exists^ who love the old line of 
princes. I am of none of these ; I am only a lover of my 
country. Keep your eyes about you; note all, but seem to 
note little ; and if you freauent the theatres, it wiU not be 
much amfss, for no one wilt think you are an observer if you 
hum A fashionable tune and use a glass. I only wish to know • 
how factions go on ; for you will see, before you rise to the 
rank of geneM, that there is more than one chief in the 
anrty, ready, when occasion comes, to play the part of Ciesar ' 
or Cromwdl. Above all things, continue to love me ; and, 
as something to remember me by, accept this sword. With 
it I have won three great battles for France. 1 now intro- 
duce you to my treasure ; give that letter to Madame Beau* 
hamois, and follow her counsel and example in all things' 
save one, and that is in the expense of your mode of living. 
Be frugal, but not mean* You will find CamiUe before you. 
Adieii !" 

Morison went to his tent, where Davie was in full bustle 
of preparation. He found a packet from the gener&l to the 
rulers at Paris ; and more, a sidendid uniform, and a purse, 
none of the lightest, to defray his expenses. 

This last item pleased honest Davie much. **No,*^ he 
said to Morison, ^' that we want siller, for I have the fifty 
guineas, never to speak of the bonnie bonnet-pieces, un- 
touched; but, then, I am keeping them for a sair foot, or sic 
like — ^and it's best aye to make Uka job pay for itself." 

'^ David, my friend^** said . Morison, *^ as soon as we reach 
Paris we must send some of this money home to. your mo- 
ther' and mine ; neither of them, I beHeve, will want when 
we are away ; but then, to receive siller, Davie, from their 
sons wiir cheer their hearts; they will accept it as a token 
of our welfare, our wealth, and our afiection." 

^* Weel, Morison— Lord, what a lucky lad am I ! Now, 
that's just like you, it bears the Morison mark : ye're a real 
gude soul, if there's ane aboon the earth : token of our welfare, 
our wealth, and our affection ! a cleverer saying never fand 
its way into a sermon." 

Three other officers arrived on the same day with Morison 
at Paris, all on the like errand— to announee to the conven* 
Xion victories achieved for the repubhc on the frontiers of 
Spain^ Belgium, and Italy. They were welcomed in suc- 
cession : Morison was the last. The despatch which he 
presented announced, in moderate language, an important 
victory— -nor were' his own merits forgotten. 

Thus wrpte Beauhamois ; ** To Colonel Roldan I not only 


owe my rescne from a Prassian ambnscadej but the plan of 
the battle that followed — aad which my gallant young friend 
helped largely to fulfil." 

There was a murmur of applause when the despatch con- 
cluded : several questions were put to Monson, all of which^ 
as they regarded military matters,, he answered with graceful 
modesty. They confirmed his commission of colonel, told 
him they hoped soon to hail him chief of division, and dis- 
missed nim with the assurance of their regard. 
, As soon as Morison left the council, his thoughts flew to 
his native land. To bis mother, whom he deeply loved and 
honoured, he wrote a brief account of his adventures, say- 
ing that which had caused her much sorrow had helped him 
to fortune ; that he hoped soon to raise her to a station with 
the proudest of the land ; and desired her to remember that 
he was still her poor boy, and had no other parent. He sent 
^old, silks, satins, lace, not forgetting some valuable jewels, 
a present from Lady de Rcgnaiilt, desiring one of them, a 
diamond ring, to be given to Jeanie Rabson. Nor was the 
mo^er of Davie forgotten : that worthy, full of joy, wrote 
an epistle for himself; it was in these words :— 

'* Dear mither, ye a^e said of your son Davie, when fowk 
said this and fowk said that o* him, never fash yere beard 
about nly Davie, he's no gleg at the psalms, and he's no quick 
at the ciphering, but he has a harle o' rough sense about him, 
as broken a ship has come to land. Mither, ye're maist a 
witch : our ship wasna broken, but she came to land. And 
oh! sic a land! The fowk were feckly black, I dafe say a* 
black by this time, for they were killing a' the white *fowk 
when we were there : and oh, but I was swear to leave the 
place — the kitchen fires were made of spice, sugar grew on 
ilka bush, honey drappit frae every bough, ye crushed pine- 
apples at every step ; and whan ye gapit^ orang^es fell into 
your mouth. But no to be sure o' ane^s life a minute was a 
sair drawback; and then Dick Oorsbane, a sleekit, sly deevil; 
if he should come back to Glengamock, which is no likely, 
as I saw him stabbed, and his house burnt about his lugs; 
but if he should come back, for he*s a souple custO|ner and 
has mony twists in his tail, e^en inform the fltskie on him, 
and summon Morison and me for evidence. 

** Weel, ye see, as they were killing fowk in Hispaniola for 
being white, I began to doubt myself, for though Vm no quite 
of a snawy complexion or a perfect lily, I thought they might 
take it into their heads — and they are as thick as bombshells-. 
— that I was really white : so off we came ; but no without 
trying lead and steel on some half-dozen of them, that wanted 
to compliment us wi' a house heating; whilk,ye maun un- 
derstand, they accomplish by burning the bigging down, and 
you in it. Weel, we gave ourselves up to the wind ; and 
luckily, the wind was wiser than ouiselves, for while I cried 


Scotland) it walUd us to France. Now, will ye believe it t 
MoridOD, hitn that was to wag his pow in a pulpit, wr Jeanie 
Rabson for a hearer ; Morison the meek ; Morison that could 
^ learn seven psalms to m v ane; Morison that was to be a preach- 
er, and finish Dominie Million's sticket sermon on the pome- 
Sanate — I wadna gie ae pineapple for ten pomegranate^-* 
orison, him that butter wadna melt in his mouth, he maun 
be asodger, of all trades in the world: and has began tillHin 
^ gude earnest, and risen to colonel of something : and poor 
Davie, what remained for him but sodgering too 1 oh, mitner ! 
it's an awfu* trade, yet it's a gainfu\ for ffand a true gowd 
watch in ae man's pouch, and some hundred gowd pieces in 
another ; and Maister Morison wears as muckie beaten gowd 
on his drees as wad buy the Netherholm, and mair in ilka pouch 
than wad stock Howeboddom. Will ye just propound to our 
minister a matter of conscience : I have for my ain hand 
slain seven men, that Fm sure of^in fair battle, besides shoot- 
ing at others : they wOre hair on their upper lip, spoke sic 
language as a horse wonld scorn to neigher, and came frae 
a country called Prussia. If they are nae Christians of the 
kirk of Scotland, then my conscience is at ease. So no 
more at present from your loving son, David Gellock.'' 

To Morison, Davie submitted this epistle, who read it with 
a smile, saying, " It is a singular letter." 

'* Singular l"^ exclaimed Davie ; " I believe ye ! But it*s 
mair nor singular : JsnH it diplomatic, as the fowk say here % 
Hasn't it the air of the warld about it 1 Hasn*t it a travelled 
look 1 Could I haye penned sic an epistle sitting at the back 
o' Drumroofe ? I'm no quite clear about the diction, but I'm 
gaye and sure about the truths.'* 

" Truths indeed," replied Morison ; •' but, Davie, you are 
now in an official situation, and you must be cautious how 
you write ; it is bad policy to communicate to one nation 
what is passing in another." 

♦* Ay, now," ansWered Davie, "that's said in your aia dry 
way. I ken aye weel what ye mean when ye gie that slee 
gledging look. But catch me communicating facts that will 
bring my thrapple under that damned national hayknife, the 
guillotine ! I saw her busy betimes tliis morning, letting blude 
lOr the gude of the republic, as they tauld me when I speered : 
and what d'ye think? there was a saft EngUsher wha had said 
something or done something that the Jacobin club twisted its 
mouth at, and off they hoyed hhn, reason or nane, to this 
cursed engine. But, 1 trow, he tauld them what they were, 
and what they wad come to ; and died saying something 
about beloved Magna Carta : I maist grat to hear him, for 
nae doubt he named his mither, or his lass, maybe ; eh, 
gosh ! her hands wad feel safter to his neck than— but I'll 
say nae mair about it ; it gaurs my blude grue. Confound 
a* official situations whilk conduct ane to the gaUows !" 




The conversation was interrupted by Camille RegnatOt, 
who, running up to Morison, took bim in his arms, welcomed 
him to Paris, and congratulated him on his deeds and his hon- 
ours. " Ah, David !" said he, ** and you are here too ! 1 am 
glad of it, for Lady Regnault has sent you a smaU mail, of 
which this is the key ; the little which it contains is for your- 
self-— -you will see that she remembers the sad scenes in 

He then took Morison into a recess of one of the windows, 
and thus addressed him: '* You must walk warily here, my 
dear friend ; your feet are on the hot embers of the confla- 
gration whi<^ consumed the monarchy, and thiese must not 
be stirred, for they will bum you. You belong to a nation 
which has shown a wonderful steadfastness and love of its 
ancient line of princes, and all you say and all you do wiU 
be listened to and watched* Be of no party for a time, and 
I say this more as your friend than my own. I belong to the 
Jacobin club, and must rise or fall with it ; and let me whis- 
per it, its acts are too fierce and Idoody even for the national 
taste, and its day of dominion will soon be over.** He 
paused and then continued : 

'* The Girondists are dreamers and poets, and will get ere 
long a bloody wakening ; but the army, my friend, under 
wise and bold leaders, will save France, not from her ene* 
mies, but from herself. Camille may fall, but Roldan will 
rise— and many will rejoice in his rising. But come, I must 
take you to the Jacobin club. You stare ! but such a step is 
necessary for your safety." . . 

They walked along, arm in arni, and came to an open 
space, which seemed to want a structure to complete the 
unity of the surrounding buildings. When Morison men- 
tioned this, Camille said, " You have an eye for everythoig. 
On this spot stood the Bastile, and the arm that is now in 
yours helped in a bloody assault to cast it to the ground, and 
pass the ploughshajre and the harrow over its foundations — 
on this spot will a temple sacred to liberty arise. But ho ! 
whom have we here V* 

In the centre of the space stood a man of middle age ; one 
foot was placed on a fragment of stone ; he held a large 
piece of white pasteboard m his left hand — in his right was a 
pencil ; his eye was turned upward, his lips were moving, 
and by fits and starts he -was delineating lines on the paper. 
He heeded no one. Camille whispered, ** It is David, the! 
painter ; he is designing a nationsd building, or a national 

Sicture ; all this rapture is put on to deceive, for the man has 
ttle imagination ; his heart is as cold as the stone at his 
foot, and his chief pleasure is in spilling blood. I call him — 
to myself you understand— the tiger of the Jacobin club. 
Let us move on— he will come ancTproduce the fruits of hia 
inspiration presently." 

Z.OH]> EOLDAK. 1ft 


Had I a itatae been o* stane, 

HJ8 daring look bad daunted me. 
And on bis bonnet graved was plaliif 
^ Theaaciedpoay— **Libe]tia^ . 

. Many eyesyand some of them suftpicious ones, were torned 
on Monson and Camillie, but they sat serene and eompoeed. 
David now entered, and going up to the president, presented 
his sketch, and^aid, ** Citizen Robespierre, here is, a coq- 
4;eption which struck 4ne as Ipassed over tibe ground once 
occupied by that stronghold of tyranny, theBastile. I have 
imagined a temple of liberty — ^it is only a ro^h dk:etch— to 
this club of honest citizens I offer these first fruits 0/ my 
fancy. Is the conception worthy of ^e cause ?" 

LonjT and gravely did Robespierre look at the sketch of the 
artist : he held it up, he held it down, and he held it strairiit- 
forward«^not a muscle did he move. ^ Citizen David,*^ he 
said, ^ the conception does honour to your genius, and hon- 
our even to the subUme cause of liberty : it is, in truth, as it 
should be, too sublime for vulgar comprehension, for Uie sub- 
ject is the loftiest under heaven. I shall place it among the 
records of the club." 

Danton snatched the sketch from the president's hand, and 
tumiuff it upside down, observed, " It is like that most per- 
fect of all human inventions, a circle. Whichever way yon 
turn it, the light side is up." 

^ Then it is not like Citizen Danton's plan of a republic,** 
said the incensed painter, '^ which was wrong every way." 

''I object to the steps in fnmt," said Couthon ; *' they are 
of the wrong materi^. The steps to liberty should be on 
tyrants? heads." 

" A happy thought !" exclaimed the painter : " I adopt it. 
Citizen Couthon." 

^ ^^ Right, Citizen David !" said Robespierre ; << give us even 
now a tasting of .your art in that part of the design. Yoq 
are a portrait painter, remember that when you Umn in the 
faces ; let me see, with whom should we begin ?" and he 
looked round with an inquiring, glance. 

** Marat could tell us at onqe, were he here : he is a saga- 
cious citizen," said CoUot d'Herbois. 

'* I would not advise you to wait his coming," said a fe- 
male voice, from the door ; /' the hand of Heaven has to-day 


been heavy on him.** The speaker was looked for, but shiQ 
was gone. 

** Nay, but,'* said Danton, whose great stature, fierce as- 
pect, and voice fit for the reign of terror^ made him conspic- 
uous even in that terrible assembly, '* let us sanction this 
design of Citizen David; let the heads in the first step be 
those of emperors and kings ; let the heads in the second be 
those of traitorous princes and nobles ; the heads of the third 
may, with perfect propriety, be those of generals who have 
betrayed the republic — Dumourier — Custin'e! . Upon my life, 
friend David, but you have been beforehand with me : this 
profile is very like that Of Beauharnois, who leads one of our 
armies on the Rhine.** 

*' I did not mean it,** said the astonished artist ; ** but let 
it stand, the thought is good, and seems inspired." 

^ Come hither, young man,** said Danton, with one of his 
sternest looks, to Morison ; " come hither, and tell me if 
that is not the likeness of the traitor Beauhamois ? See you 
palter not with me.** < 

With perfect calmness, and with a modest confidence 
which astonished Camille, Morison walked up to the judg* 
ment seat, took the sketch, and looking at it, said, ** It is 
like General Beauharnois, and like him too as I lately be- 
held him, when, with his sword held out thus, his bright 
eyes flashing, and his manly countenance kindled and rap- 
turous, he cried, ' On, Frenchmen, on ! The repubUo ex- 
pects you to do your duty !' *• 

^ Well said, young man !** exclaimed Robespierre ; ** yon 
are worthy of being a member this august club. Danton, 
you must find some other head for the threshold of the tem- 
ple of liberty.** 

'* France can spare Danton*s for that purpose,** said the 
same voice which alluded to the fate of Marat. 

** But we cannot spare it," said Westermann : f^ besides, it 
would scare all the votaries^for Danton is not an ApoUo.** 
There was a laugh at this sally. 

" Our friend, Camille Regnault,** said Thomas Paine, •* has 
introduced a Scotchman ; let me introduce an Englishman. 
Friends ! welcome Citizen Grubb, of the scientific town of 
Birmingham : he has got rid of all nationality, as fully as one 
of the engines which he loves to talk about is free from vital 
instinct. It is his boast that he can make wood and iron do 
the work which man has hitherto thought himself capable 
of performing. Look on my friend ; the power which he 
patronises, but did not invent, has been compared to the el- 
ephant : let us divide the comparison ; the body of the ani- 
mal will then represent my friend, and the lithe proboscis 
the active and wonderful power of steam.** 

There was a smile visiUe in the faces of several of the 

tomo UOhBAEt* IT 

nenben, who were miable to determiiie whether he wis in 
Jest or earnest. 

" Let him be enrolled in the cdnb,*' said Robespierre ; 
•> and permit me'to propose that Citizen Daiid be requested 
ta take onr new associate's portrait.'* 

** He cannot paint English bee^*' said Daaton, with a grin 

'* His head Is a mathematical one,*' cried another wit of 
the club, " and that accounts for his eminence in science. 
It is a trae triangle ; the brow forme the apex.'* 

** He comes from Birmingfaam»" said a third wit, " cele- 
brated over all the world for its brass bnttons.** 

** We make more than that, sir," said the En^ishman, his 
patience giving way ; ** we make capital pisUds— ay ! and can 
use them too ! Would yon like to try 1" 

*' Well and gallantly said, sir ! ** exclaimed Danton ; 
•* there's my hand." 

It was now Citizen Gnibb's torn to speak ; his words were 
few, but they startled many. ** You depend too much on the 
hand of man, and too little on his head. Yon have wonder- 
ful inventions at your command, and will not condescend to 
i]se them. Do you desire to traverse the seas in spite of 
wind and tide— -do yon wish to travel alonf the surface 
of the earth, and carry a hondred tons' weight m your train, 
without horses or molest Do you. desire to work in the 
bowels of the earth, where the fountains of the eternal deep 
have hitherto retarded you; or do yoa desire to work ma- 
chinery without wind and without water, without horses 
and without oxen ? Then employ me, for all these things 
can I do ; and, in doing them, I create an empire liable to 
no natmal accident, established not on weak mortals, but (mi 
the immortal principles of science." 

^ It would be well, Robespierre," said Danton, " to emplojr 
this new power in moving your system of finance ; for if . 
will stand still, unless something miraculous interposes." 

From this strange sceiie and terrible actors Morlson 
turned away : he was revolving in his own mind the kind 
of distant intimation of evil which he had received about his 
friend. General Beauhamois, when he saw a female standing 
on a pedestal lately occupied by the statue of a kinff in one 
of the squares. She was young — she was beauiiful— and 
her form slight and uncommonly elegant. Her long locks 
were bound with wreaths of laurel ; a silken bodice, which 
fitted her shoulders and waist as tightly as her skin, and a 
kirtle, so short that it reached but a little below her knees, 
composed her whole dress. She held a spear in her hand. 
In fact, she had undertaken to personate the goddess of lib- 
erty ; and to perform with proper audacity, had reinforced 
her natural courage with Burgundy, of which those close to 
Jier were tb^ less likely to be aw^re smce thej hs4 been 



qqaffing at the same fountain. Sh^ was, io^ other words, s 
missionary of evil, employed by the fierce factions of those 
times for insinuating charges, and preparing the public mind 
for banishment or slaughter. 

When M orison came up, the goddess was haranguing the 
populace concerning the characters of the generals of the 
the republican armies: ''Who are they,'* she exclaimed, 
*' in whom France puts her trust ? Some of them are royal- 
ists, with the tri-colour in their hats, and some of them are 
republicans in their words, and aristocrats in their hearts. 
Never wUl this great republic be safe till all such are weeded 
out from among you. Who warned you of the designs ef 
Dumourier ? Who whispered of the treachery of Custine f 
Who advised you to remove the head from the body of Prince 
Egalit^ ? She who now tells you that Danton has wedded 
a handsome wife with aristocratic blood in her veins — and 
who now informs you that Beauharnois, who ia victorious on 
the Rhine, was, is, and will be an aristocrat." 

'' We will cause them to take a peep out at the little win- 
dow of the republic," cried one. 

** We must intioduce them to Madame Guillotine T' ex- 
claimed another. 

" Ay, ay," said the, goddess, in a lower tone ; *' but, if we 
dare touch Danton, which it is whispered we may safely do, 
as Robespierre no longer loves him, who dare meddle with 
the general — he is at the head of a victorious army !" Mor- 
ison was unable to hear the reply to this question, but it 
seemed satisfactory, for the mob shouted, and then, helping 
Liberty down from her pedestal, dispersed. 

This was not, however, the only divinity Moris6n was 
doomed to see on this eventful day : in another public place 
he found the goddess of reason : one of the stone saints of 
a church had l^en cast out of its niche, and she was installed 
in its place. This was a middle-aged woman, inclining to be 
stout, with a shrill voice and a great flow of words : she 
came to supplant religion, but as there was no religion left 
to overturn, she soon quitted priestcraft and imaginary mir- 
acles, and entered upon the real object of her heart. ** Rea- 
son," she said, ^ not only settles questions of faith^but ques- 
tions of a civil nature. We are ruled by reason, and through 
i^eason we rule. But there are some who put themselves 
beyond the pale of reason. These are the kings of the 
earth, who claim by right divine to rule us, but reason said 
nay to this a thousand years ago, and reason says nay still. 
There are some who oppose all reason, and among those I 
number such as work by s]5ell or charm to achieve something 
contrary to reason. Now, will you believe it, that one of the 
prime men among you — ^yea, one of the leaders of your victo- 
rious annies-^has be^ndabbling and trafficking in this accursed 


thinf ^ It has been related in her own honeefaold by Rom 
Beauhamois, ifaet a soroeress in Hiepaniola told her she 
would he empress over a great people. Now, thouf(h the 
sorceress inignt be a deceiver, yet I say the woman who nour- 
iahes the notion of being empress in the land of Fruice, is 
one capable of attempting to attain that dignity. Her hus- 
band commands on the Rhine : he ought to be introduced 
to the only saint whom the involution has made—I mean 
Saint Guillotine.^ A loud shout announced how welcome 
this motion was to the mob of listeners. 

A walk of ten minutes took Morison to the house of 
Madame Beauhamois; he was admitted; his letter was 
taken to the lady, who was still in her chamber. He sooii 
heard a light foot on the stair and a voice raying, ^* Where is 
he t^* The door opened — ^the wife of his general entered. 

** Ha ! Roldan, my young friend," she exclaimed, '* so you 
have been at Hispanioia too, and had your fortune told 
by the far-famed Cunahama. Well, and was it bright — did 
the stars smile or did they look suUen ! I can well believe 
the former ; but you have saved Beauhamois's life, and helped 
him to^gfcun a battle — so you may consider your fortune made, 
in spite of the stars. You must know the same great au- 
thority prophesied that I am to be an empress — so there's 
my hand — I shall not forget 3WU. 

Morison conducted her to a seat; and as he looked on 
her, he inwardly confessed that she Imd a regal air: her face 
was lighted up with such lustrous eyes as he had only read 
of in romance ; they flooded her whole countenance with 
whatever sentiment possessed them ; they smiled, nay, they 
spoke. Her voice, too, was sweet and musical ; her form he 
never thought of, or left it for future observation. She was 
lichly, and very gracefully dressed; and who can dress 
gracefully that is not gracefully made? 

At her request, he related all the adventures he had under* 
gone, and more particularly those which had occurred on 
tiie Rhine. 

She was struck with the clear and modest way in which 
he described all : *• Well, Colonel Roldan, you must be my 
guest to' dinner to-day ; and as I hear vou know much of the 
literature of your native land, you will find one or two here 
acquainted with the literature of France who will wiUingly 
learn something from your mountains. Your poets are fa- 
mous in all lands : so farewell for the present— my dinner 

hour is fiyeJ'^ , _ , . , . , 

Morison rose to be gone. *^ Madam,'^ he said, m a low 
voice, " General Beauhamois was so good asio desire me to 
consult you in any emergency— something has chanced 
this morning which obliges me to have recourse to you at 

** Certainly, Colonel Roldan, you may command me ; but 

so LORD SOL0A1^ . 

what can hare chamced to you alreaoy? yon earae fmc to^ 
Paris late last night ? Oh God \ something has hap|)ene(l— I 
read it in your eyes ! Speak out I that is^ conceal nothing, 
but speak low : the stones of- the streets of Paris have ears.'? 

Morison locked calmly in her foee, and said, '*! went to« 
day to the Jacobin cliA— '' 

She half-started fr6ni the couch on which she had placed 
herself: **The Jacobin clubl— (*, unhappy young man, 
surely the devir'— she smiled at her own vehenience — 
« must have dragged you thither !" 

*' It was God that took me," said Morison, the tears start* 
ing at the same time into his eyes, '* and he took me, that I 
might sertre my best of friends, Greneral Beauhamois." 

** Say how — say how ?'' she eagerly said. 

He then related what has been already written. She grew 
pale'as death as he proceeded ; but when she heard his reply, 
and the words of Robespierre, her eyes streamed with hght p 
ahe kissed his hand-*nay, she clasped him in her arms, and 
cried, " Come here, Eugene ! come here f— a fine boy, some 
seven years old, came at her call — *' Colonel Roldan has 
saved your father's life twice— kneel to him, and thank him, 

The child knelt, and said, ** Colonel RoMan, I wiU love 
whom you love, and hate whom you hate." . 

*^ I have mOre to say,*^ observed Morifton, ** and I may sar 
it before Eugene— for he has the feelings of a man, though 

a child.'' 

He then related what he had heard those public function- 
aries, the goddesses of Hberty and reason, dilate upon, and 
thought that General Beauhamois should be made acquainted 
with sentiments so pubhcljr agitated. The lady laughed out- 
right ; *' No one," she said, ** regarded such things : the 
words uttered in the Jacobin club were serious matters — 
not so those spoken by the tipsy divinities of reason and lib- 
erty. ** Ah, you don't understand the French, Colonel Rol- 
dan : you wifl see more of them soon ; but come to dinner, 
and WiC shall remove all aooh dark, such hideous impressions 
from your mind ; wit and beauty are always conquerors.*' 

** I have seen and heard somethmff too much already," 
thought Morison, as he returned to his lodging ; *' but let 
me not be too hasty in my conclusions." 

He called Davie to him, in whose rough untutored sense 
he found refuge now and then ) his confidant was not at all 
disposed to look liffhtiy on the matter, like Madame JBeau- 
harnois. *' They deal in rash, unco rash expressions at the 
Jacobin club," said Davie, '* in the heat ana ecstasy o' the 
moment, whilk may mean something or mean naething, like 
the cl^ance ravines o' a tipsy man ; but od ! Morison, lad, its 
far difierent wi' these pests of hizzies wha gang about giving 
a screed here and a scread there o' revodutionary doctrimif 

. LORD BOU>AN« 31 

They are Just like the sea-maws and water-hawks of the 
Solway-^ye aye hear their scream and see the flaff o* their 
wings before- a storm : and then the storms o' Paris ard 
storms o' blood. This freedom's a gaye queer thing ; deil 
hae me now if I comprehend it fully.*' 

Morison took pen and ink, and wrote in a brief, clear man- 
ner, all that had occurred to him since his arrival at Paris ; 
sealed it, and putting it into Daviess hands with some gold, 
said, '' Hasten with this to the Rhine, and put it into no other 
hands save those of General Beauharnois.** 

Davie looked at Morison, looked at the letter and at the 
seal, chocked the parse two or three times into the air, and 
at last said, ''Promise that yell neither do nor say any- 
thing for five minutes' space.** The promise was no sooner 
given, than Davie, to the astonishment of the other, opened 
9ie letter, read it, making his lips move all the time as if 
forcing the words upon his memory, and then thrust it into 
the fire, where it was consumed in a moment* *' Now I am 
ready to go — am I to gie a look in on Lady Regnault, in the 
bye gaon ?" 

** Ready to go, fool !*' exclaimed Morison ; ** why yoa have 
destroyed the very document of which you were to' be the 

"Na, na, Morison," 'said Davie; "I hae only ta'en a 
pvente,d copy of it : I hae stowed the words away in a place 
where even Mother Guillotine couldna coax nor wheedle, 
tkem out o'." 

" Yon dcm't mean to say that you have my letter by heart % 
Why, ymi gomeral,you never could learn a verse of a psalm 
in less than a day and a night." 

^ Aha ! but there's a mighty differ in the learning o' the 
twasome. What concern hae I in the sangs of Israel? But 
my heart was concerned here : listen now." And he re- 
peated every word of the letter, adding, " If ye have a post- 
script, let me have it, and I shall gie't after * Yours, ever 
and ever, Morison Roldan.' Dod ! lad, ye should take care 
how ye write here ; baith the general's head and yere ain 
were in yon letter." 

Morison said, as this new light broke on him, " You are 
right, bavid : thank you for it. But you must carry some- 
thing; no messenger ever went empty-handed.^ 

" Ye're right, there, Morison ; I was about to forget that 
—wisdom is aye presumptuous.* While he was musing 
upon it, a gust of wind blew in at the window a feather from ^ 
a fowl's neck, which a wandering poulterer held up for sale. 

^Thairic ye for the hint, Madame Boreas," exclaimed 
Davie, taking a sheet of paper from the table, and folding the 
feather— a red hackle — carefully in it. " Now ^n ye wad 
JHst take yere. pen and draw on the back o't after the words 
» Ijotd Joh%' a real burly bull's head ; it will bear roe through 


Tarely, and maybe get me a glass o' wine for the wito tlie 
thing/' Morison drew the animal. ^ IVs no fierce enougb 
and bo bo enough for my taste,'* said Davie ; ** but it wiU 
mss. Now ye maun ken that I am riding post as far as 
France has land, to put this into the hands of my Lord John 
Bull, regarding a main o' game cocks that's to come off at 
Paris; and that if I dinna find his lordship out at— «1'11 find 
out the name of the town as I gang — I'm commissioned to 
ride as far as the French army, as my lord has a taste for 
three things, horse racing, cock fighting, and bloody battles.** 

Having despatched this trusty and crafty messenger, 
Morison dressed himself out in uniform, and, as he paiMted 
down the street, could not help regarding his shadow with 
some complacency. He was received with equal warmth 
and potiteness by Lady Beauharnois, and introduced to two 
officers and several ladies, guests at the dmner table. Little 
Eugene, of his own accox^, came and sat beside him, and 
put his hand into his with a look of cordial confidence. His 
name and fame had fiown before him, and he found himself 
exalted into sudden importance. Deeds of arms were talked 
of, works of genius were discussed, and Scotland and her 
innumerable songs became at last the fixed subject of con* 
versation. On all of these subjects he was expected to 
speak, and he did so with such simple warmth, such natural 
good sense and true feeling, that Madame Beauharnois was 

" How happy am I," she said, ** that such a high-nakided 
man as my husband owes his freedom* and some of his fame, 
to no vulgar and soulless clod of the valley, with a thick 
skull and a herculean arm, but to one with the looks and the 
feeUngs of a gentleman. Cheer upf therefore^ General Rol- 
dan— ior snch shall you be when I come to my kingdom — 
the kingdom proi^ested to me by the sorceress of the sunny 
isles, even Cunahama.'^ 

One demure dame evidently received this notification with-, 
some displeasure : she said nothing, but her lips moved^ and 
she gave an involuntary shrug of the shoulder. *' Now don't 
go, Madame Mensil, and teU Danton of these idle words of 
mine," said Madame Beauharnois. ** I only meant to nuke 
Colonel Roldan cheerful ; it is the nature of these islandero 
to be gloomy, and it is our duty to make them smile." 

'*Aht Roldan, Roldan!" said Madame Desinouhns, **I 
know something of that name ; it is ancient and noble ; here 
it is a fault to be either ; in your island it is a virtue. But 
"irhomas Lord Roldan — the kind, the brave, the beautiful, 
the unfortunate — who has forgotten him that ever saw him 
or heard him 1 his looks beamed— 4f I couM find a stronger 
word I would use it— beamed with such imagination and 
heroism, as would even make Danton handm>me and Robes? 
pierre an Apollo. He perished^ I am told» at aea» A heau^ 


tifiA cluldy a girl, accompanied him ; some called her his 
daughter, some his niece ; there was a mystery about her 
birth. And his wife— '• ,, 

''He was married then!" said Madame Mensil. ''I sus^ 
pected so, when you praised him so highly. What cannot 
be got at is ever beautiful." 

''Oh, hang themL they are as sour as crabs,** replied 
Madame Desmoulins : " runs not the fable so I therefore your 
position is no fixture, madame. But this lady was almost 
as lovely as himself, and she was an enthusiast too — ^hot one 
of our Parisian enthusiasts, who tear the jewelled dresses 
from their bodies, Madame Mensil, and putting on the garb 
of handmaids, and fruit and fish girls, walk out, hoping a 
salute in the dark, which they cannot obtain in Bunshme. 
No, her enthusiasm I call the romance of virtue. She wan- 
dered away no one knows where, and rumour says reigns a 
chieflainess over a tribe of savages— but whether in Sil^ria, 
or Scotland, or Arabia Felix, I cannot say — and I wish I 
could. Colonel Roldan, were it but in compliment to the at- 
trition you pay to my words." 

*' Do you remember the child's name, madame r* inquired 

" No," said the lady ; " for her mother always called her 
a lily, or a gowan, or a rose. * She was too poetic to call a 
weed a weed, or a flower a flower ; she dwelt among the 
stars too much for me. Nay, she had the child's nativity 
cast. I know not that she was to be quite a queen, Madame 
fieauhamois ; but it was something great, I lmow» 

The colour, during this conversation, changed so on 
Morison's cheeki that Madame Desmoulins said, " Ah E 
Colonel Roldan, you know more of that child than you 
would wish to show. She will be nigh your age too. I see 
Vm right. Alas for the berry-brown dames of France, as 
your scoMng song says.*' 

"I am indeed of that family," said Morison,with a sight 
which he strove to suppress. 

'< Ha ! and is my noble husband^s friend of the blood of the 
noble too V exclaimed Madame Beauhamois, 

" I am of that blood," said Mof ison, calmly, "but not noble 
—the bar sinister is on my coat armorial." 

"Ah! fine, brave, noble young man " said Madame Des- 
irldulins, enclosing him gayly hi her amis, without touching 
him, and kissing the empty air within an inch of his fore* 
head, " you are come to us in a happy hoiur ; here the bar 
smister will be to you a recommendation. Why should it be 
a drawback? There is a lyric of your native land now 
chanting on both banks of the Seine ; its o'erword i$ 

* A man*B a man for a' that/ 

and in the poet's doctrine 1 heartily concur*'* 




While Morison talked of Bonff and birthright» Davie Geil- 
lock was on his way to the Rnine with the oral letter to 
General Beauhamois. He rode all the first day, and a part 
of the second without molestation, and had reached a farm- 
house on the way side, and was looking at a red cock and a 
gray one fighting, when his eye caught the unwelcome appa- 
rition of two armed men hurrying sdon^ the road over wnich 
he had just ridden. Davie saw 9iat flight would not avail, 
for he doubfed not they were in^ pursuit of him; he lighted 
down, stooped and separated the cocks, which had entangled 
their spurs in each other^s plumage, and pitting them fairly 
again by the aid of one of the farm hinds, stood cheeringr 
them on with tongue and hand, crying, '* Well done, red, bet- 
ter done, gray — dod, ye're one of the Scots grays I'll wager 
a herring." x 

** It is our man,** said one of the strangrers to the other ; 
'* let us secure him cautioiisly — ^he is a devil both with sword 
and pistol." 

Davie, who saw thenvas if he saw them not, allowed hun- 
self to be roughly seized while in the act of clapping his 
hands, and looking^ first at one and then at the other, in af- 
fected surprise, cried, "Hilloah, my lads, hands off!** and 
freeing himself by a violent effort, started back a step, ex- 
claiming, '* Now I am free and in a land of liberty-^what 
want ye 1" 

" We want your papers, young man— a sealed letter. Pro- 
duce it." 

**'0h, an' that's a' t" inquired Davie, not at all alarmed. 

The peasant recoiled from his side as if he had become a 
serpent ; the cocks, however, fought on. Davie resumed the 
clapping of his hands, and his exclamations of '* Well struck 
the red, and better still the gray !" Nay, he pulled a piece 
of money out of his pocket and invited a wager. He would 
bet gold, he said, on the gray, were it but for the sake of 
auld Scotland. The gray was at Ust victorious. " A right 
bit of game !" exclaimed Davie, picking up one Of its neck 
feathers, and stroking it over the back of his hand ; ** the 
right airn gray colour, as I'm a sinner, wi' a cross o' the 
hoodie craw in its nature. Ill gie a gowd guinea for the 
cock," and he held out the money to the peasant, and pointed 
to. the bird. 

" Your papers ! Your letters !" exclaimed both the mes- 
sengers of the Jacobin club. 

" Oh, ay," said Davie, «* I had forgotten that." The letter 
was instantly produced and opened. Out dropped the fea- 
ther. " Preserve us !" said Davie, picking it up, " diima lose 
the speciment." 

*• You must explain this— it is a riddle," said one of the 

" Oh, it's just a challenge to produce a cock of a feather to 

fight Robin Hood. Dod, he ought to hare been called scar'- 
let rather. Can ye no read the (wcking of the lettei^-To 
my Lord John Bull— but ye maybe dinna ken the difference 
between a bull and a bantam." 

The two Frenchmen set their lianda to their sides, and 
laughed loud and long ; theh elevated their eyebrows, till 
their eyes seemed starting from their sockets, and exclaim- 
ing, ^ What a droll fellow my Lord John Bull is! to be fight- 
ing cocks when the game of kingdoms is playing. Here, 
my lad, drink to the republic, one and indiTisible— we have 
been misinformed respecting you." < 

When Davie got rid df his troublesome friends, he halted 
hot till he reached the French camp^ and communicated 
Morison's epistlej^word ibr word. \ 

"It'is what I have long expected," said General Beatthar- 
nbis : but I shall not fly. To win a battle is to gain the en- 
mity of the envious— to lose one is to be slothful or traitor- 
ous i and the end of both is death.*' 

He hadhardly uttered these words when two commission- 
ers from the convention arrested him and hurried him off to 
Paris, befoi^ the soldiers, among whom he had many fiiends* 
were fully aware df the circumstance. 

A few days had flown past^ when Davie Gellock, pale ana 
haggard; and for a time speechless, entered, or rather reeled 
into Morison's apartment, and, leaning his head dn his hand 
against the chimneypiece, did nothing but sigh and mutter^ 
'^Oh what a country — ^what a damned counti7 ! Dod, His- 
paniola, after a', is a paradise to it" . 

♦•Why, what is the matter V inquired Morisonj "and 
what has happened : you have sped ill I fear m your 

" 'Deed no," said DaVie ; •• ye may hae me crowned, king , 
df messengers when ye like ; I bambooded them \ I hood- 
winked them J I drew the black clout owre their een, as if I 
had been taking lessdns in devUry by BelzebUb lumself, or 
the Jacobin club; but what was he the better of a' that? 
Oh ! the descent of that republican hay-knife on his neck I 
dhaU, 1 think, see till my dying day." ^ . •. i' 

Gamiile at this i6oment burst mtd the room, and said aj 
oiice, ** General Beailhamois is taken, tried, condemned, and 

The loud cry of—** A ttaitoi^s head— a traitor's h^ad !" was 
echoed and re-echoed in the street, and the ghaWly visage, 
borne on the hea^of a pike, with the yet warm blood drop- 
Dine from it, was carried past the window. 

"Alas! for the high-mmded, the brave, aid tti«^^good,* 
saidMorison: " these are terrible people, Camille ; whoshaU 
tell this tragic tale to Madtoe BeauhariiOis I 

"'tis already told," said the other; "on her way to 
prison she was compeUed to kiss the gory hps, which she did 

Vox-. 1I-— B 3 


with a xaptufe that incensed the populace : her life miSk have 
a brief date, I fear." 

MorifiOQ took a, few itrides about the room: ^ CamiUe,*' 
he said, ^ do for me what I did for yoa : enable me to get 
away from this land. I love freedom — ^I love equality— be- 
eau-je they are man's birthright ; but I hate bloodshed. The 
negroes and mnlattoes have a thirst for Uood, which blood 
will quench, but the French have a taste for it" 

Davie, to whom these sounds seemed particularly welcomct 
began to pack up his own and Morison's stock of moveables, 
muttering, '* Od, but the proverb disna aye baud gude that a 
rowing stone gathers nae fogi We left Scotland naked 
enough, and now, by my ain and Morison's wisdom* we hae 
got some roughness — ^gude dresses on our backs, and some 
plenishing in our pouches ; but the chief difficulty is to keep 
our heads on our bodies.** 

^ Be in no hurry, my friend, to leave this land ; its sun of 
bloodshed will soon set, and that of its glory will arise !'* 
exclaimed CamiUe, with a sort of wild rapture. " Those 
who rule even now will ere long be with those who ruled be- 
fore. After the tempest, calmness will come, though I shall 
not live to see it. Marat— Danton — ^both have passed awa^ S 
one with the poniard, the other with the guillotine— a third 
victim is preparing, and yet he knows not of it. Abide with 
us, my friend ; I can protect thee, though I cannot protect 

The. concluding words of Camille were inspired by hisap. 
proaching destiny, and Morison laid them to heart. Bat» 
when they were uttered, Robespierre was in his pride of 

Slaoe ; his word was law, and when he held up his hand hnn-> 
reds were hurried to the guillotine. Danton, Uke the lion^ 
made his bound on his victim, rent it in pieces, and reposed 
gorged for a time ; but Robespierre resembled the tiger de- 
scribed by the eloquent Buffon, whose desire of blood even 
blood itself coidd not app^nse ; the rending of one victim 
made him long to rend two more* Human nature at last as- 
serted its insulted dignity, and Robespierre, with many who 
deserved to die, and some who did not, mtss swept from the 
earth; amon^ the latter was Camille— he found the fate 
which his chief sought to And, and died by his own hand* 
Paris, on the morning of that bloody day, was in raourm'ng^ 
through all her streets; her best, her bravest — ^nay, her love- 
liest— had been thrown into the den where the republicaa 
hydra lay, and more were binding up their hair for the like 
sacrifice. But Paris, in the evening, seemed one universal 
halo of Ught— had but one voice, and that was of rejoicing- 
had but one look, and that was an upturned one of thankful- 
ness and prayer. The Moloch to whom so many bloody 
sacrifices were offered and offering, had been smitten on the 
gromidsil of his own temple : his power perished wiUi him— 

fathers rejoieed-HBOthers rejoiced— and eons and dao^tera 
unbound their locks* and danced* 

These ftmrriUe events were crowded into brief space; 
others scarcely less important followed, in all of which Mor* 
ison was tossed about Idte a vessel in a stormy sea, surviving 
enisling winds and whelming waves* With the new gov* 
erooMnt which followed the reign of Terror, the Parisian 
populace found their will was anything but a law ; and reel- 
ing between royalty and republicanism, tbey armed them- 
sefares, and marched against the convention, drivhig oppo« 
^g generals and hesitating troops before them. 

Morison beheld with acorn the efforts of the timid Menou ; 
and once or twice was on the point of drawing his sword, 
and leading the troops — which, though repulsed, were not 
dismayed--%aek to the charge. , 

His feelings were shared by a young officer who witnessed 
the scene. Turning to Morison, he said, ** With five thou- 
sand such men as are on the Italian frontier, I would drive 
that undascipUned scum before me as the winds drive the down 
of the thistle. This is a country of volcanoes \ revolutions 
are served daily up to breakfast/' 

'* It would be well," said Morison, " to abide hy those 
great points of freedom', which are the natural birthright of 
man* l^t liberty and equality be the foundation on which 
the national structure is reared; but now, biute force is the 
ruling deity. Oh for one — a commanding one — to restore or- 
der and concqrd, and break the iron jaws of that ravening 
monster, who is devduring whatever is great and good in the 

'' T*liese sentiments are mine,^' said, the stranger ; " and, 
if I mistake not, are uttered by him who so nobly saved the 
life of Camille Regnault, and who planned with such happy 
talent the order of battle which Beauhamois fought and 
gained on the Rhine. We must be better acquainted.'' He 
was about to say. more, but the tide of tumult rolled forward, 
and ^separated them. They met again under a brighter star 
than that of despondency. 

It was wearing late, and Morison stood among those anx- 
ious hundreds who crowded nigh the hall of convention, wil- 
ling to be employed in its defence against the arming thou- 
sands who waited but for day to commence the attack. A 
hand was suddenly laid on his arm — it was that of the young 
stranger with whom he had lately conversed. 

" Your destiny calls you elsewhere, Colonel Roldan : I am^^ 
he who took Toulon ; to me is intrusted the defence of the ' 
convention — come and share in the glory of Napoleon." 

** And in the success too," said Morison, following him at 
once — '' who would not follow where such a spirit leads 1" 

'' We shsdl scatter them as the wind scatters the'mist from 
the hilL'' observed the future emperor ; '* Roldan, I love 



Oaledonia, fori quote, yon hear, her noblest poet. Ah! 
Ossian is the bard of heroes : his strains elevate man, and 
pour a soul into him such as that of Fingal. But here are 
my dispositions.** 

That the dispositions were made 1^ the hand of a master, 
and that they were brilliantly f ulfillec^ is a matter of history* 
The result was, that Pahs was cured by the sword of her 
annual love of revolution ; order was restored ; the doors of 
the prisons were opened ; nor would those of the churches 
have remained shut, had not the philosophical ravingrs of L&- 
paux still bewildered the public mind. The young victor 
was rewarded with high command : he did not forget those 
who hsud helped him to achieve his greatness. ** Colonel 
Roldan,^* said he, " you are named chief of division : your 
merits deserve more — ^but my other comrades mnst have 
something too — ^Murat, Lannes, Junot^-these are not ordi- 
nary men." 

*^ Citizen general'*-— such was the lannage of those days— > 
' ^ i have got more than I looked for. I have, however, one 
boon to^«isk — ^a boon which will give your heart joy in grant- 

** It is granted ere it is asked, General Roldan--^ow, what 

" It must be told by other lips than mine," said Morison, 
going into a closet, and leading forth a v^ry handsome youth, 
and presenting him to Napoleon* *^ Now, Eugene Beanhar- 
nois, son of a good man^ a gallant officer, and a lover of 
France, tell the general what your wish is." 

The boy knelt on one knee, and clasping his hands, said,, 
while the tears glistened in his eyes, *' Give me my father's 
sword, and I shall ever draw it as he did, in the cause of 

' " Thou Shalt have *it, brave boy**'' said Napoleon, taking- 
him in his arms ; *' would that such a son were mine \ Geo* 
eral Roldan, I thank you for this ; and I love you because 
vou are the friend of the dead, the traduced, and the fathexw 

• *-*'■ '-* ' ■ 1 • 


XiORD rokdam; 89 


Rnmoar it » pipe 
Biowtt by sonnises, jeftkmHM, eonjecHirei ; 
>Aiid of aoaasj and lo plain a atop, 
That the blunt monater, with uncounted heada 
The still discordant wavering multitude, 
Can play upon it 


Thb sounds which shook France awakened the British 
echoes ; the loud indignant voice of the people demanding 
the rights of human natui^ from their princes and peers, wias 
grateful to a land where freedom was a sacred and a pur- 
chased thing ; purchased by martyrdom and by blood. At 
first numbers of Scotch and English Hew to France ; their 
tongues were heard in the debates for liberty, and their 
bands were felt when the contest came to blows. On their 
return they spread the glad tidii^ of regeneration for that 
land over their natiTe isle, and men looked for the rise of a 
superstructure like the British constitution, in which the 
three adverse spirits of monarchy, aristocracy, and demo« 
cracy are united, and pull all the same way, IQce three strands 
in a TO|)e. But this blessing was denied to a people who de- 
served it; the monarchy sunk under the pressure of demo- 
cratic princi[des and despotic hands, and a republic which 
|»omised more than Greece and Rome had ever accom- 
plished, rose in its place. Full liberty, true equality : these 
were the gracious things promised. The sounds were cap- 
tivating, and half the world expected to see the highest ge- 
nius in the highest places of rule, according to the purpose 
of the Creator. The poor by this expected to be enriched, 
depressed genius hoped to be exalted, and all, and they are 
many, who rejoice in the downfall of those above them, hailed 
the French republic, one and indivisible, with a joyous hail, 
and desired to see a similar regeneration elsewhere. 

While the events happened which changed Morison from 
.a banished lad, exposed to an obscure death, or perpetual 
slavery, to a leader in a conquering army, his little native 
vale of Glengamock was not without its convulsions and its 
struggles. Something like a dream of his adventures and 
fortunes seems (o have reached the vale before even the 
letter which Davie wrote to his mother; and though his rise 
was doubted by many, the least believing were convinced 
that more than common fortune had happened to him when 
they beheld a very beautiful cottage of hewn stone arise in 
the idace of the shoaling in the Elfin^den, and Mary Moiiaon 
^ 3* 

90 • ItORD ROUMN. 

herself, attired in rich silks, with maid-servants actten^ii^ 

. It was then that the value of democratic princqiles was 
ieli in full force. *' What's to hinder us,** they cried, one and 
all« ** to rise to high command as weel as Morison Roklan 1 
What Innders ns hut thefse stocks and stones, called lords 
and earis, who haud us down aAd winna' let us up. Are we 
npt all equal hy nature ; didna Providence — and ane wad 
think that he kenned what he was abont-^idna Providence, 
when he made man, give htm the earth and the fulness there* 
pf, and bid him beget scms and daughters, and replenish and 
enjoy it 1 We shaUhave our natural rights again* God gave 
the {and to tCs as wen as to the lordlings, and if they winna 
do what's right we maun show them wi' a reekinf whittle 
the way to justice.** 

A meeting to consider the best way of retrieving the tme 
rights of the people was immediately held in the httle village 
of Glengarnock. The first person diat addressed them was 
Dickie Neevison. $he was warmly opposed at the outset. 
<* We want nae lang-tongue in petticoats T' exclaimed a 
weavert * 

'* We want ?^ cried Nickie ; *' wha cares what ye want, ye 
thrum of a man } do ye think that I have na studied the dem» 
ocratic form o* government 1 Look at lx>nnie France — there 
the lasses — the lang-tongues in petticoats o(. poor spoolpin 
there — ^are admitted, nay, invited to rule, . J^y-name is nae 
langer Nickie ; it is Fema)e Citizen Nee¥isckn,*a64 (.rise to 
move that I take the chair.'' 

The chair to which she iaispired was taken by a little shoe* 
maker — a ladies' shoemaker. His hair stood all on end, like 
the bristles with which he armed his thread, and hk words 
were as sharp as a closings wL 'i W«<4te menr^ he hj^gan, 
*' and women cannot be permitted to "share i>ur power. 
France had her Joan of Arc, but what shersaviour has Scot- 
land had t I vote that Feipal? Citizen Neevison, as she calls 
herse(f, be ej^pelied the meeting.'' 

Nickie's indignation mounted high on this : ** And can ye 
call yersel' a man, ye bit lingle-rend of a bodie ! I could brain 
ye wi' a lady's slipper. I could extinguish ye atwera my 
finger and my thumb ; wrap ye in a pair of red morocco 
upperrleathers, and beat ye to death wi* a .bawbee bunch oC 
birses. What says the sang !— r ' * 

i I- 

f* * The louter gtm the sow a kiss, 

Gnmiph, quo she, that*s for my bine ; 
Oh whare gat ye sae sweet a moa* t' 
Quo the soat^r to ^ spv?.' 

^* Confound ye for a slanderous Hmmer!'* exclaimed the 
cbainoao. Tben bridling in hia wrath, he addedf^' It is beneath 


LOU) ROLBAir. 31 

fhe dignity of man to regard but as tfae idle wind the words 
oC woman. Her mouth, saith the wise roan, is the porch of 

When- this breeze blew o^er, a barley weaver came for- 
ward ; weavers are great sticklers for freedom ; they are sus- 
pended all day between the heaven and the earth ; the more* 
ment of the shuttle reminds them of passing events ; their 
continual motion throws thoughts up to the surface, as an 
agitated stream casts up bubbles. They are determined zea- 
lots, and when politics or religion waht any strange thing 
done, a weaver is ready to undertake it. ** This," said he, 
'4s the first day of the glory of Glengamock, nay, of the wide 
isle. The web 6f our fate has hitherto been jMrnie ; the warp 
was owre Strang for the waft. Ye have all heard how one 
who had not the advantage of coming lawfully into the world, 
as all here have done, even Morison Roldan', has risen to 
wealth and high command. He 1ms risen, not by the force 
of his talents, but by the glorious force of freedom, which, 
like ^ heat below a plant, has pushed him into upper air. My 
vote is for a republic where all shall be free, save those who 
use that villanous invention, the fly shuttle : it has been rob- 
bing me sad my weans these seven years.'* 

** Mv vote is for a republic also,*' said the blacksmith of 
the village ; " it will baud us a' together like a wanldingheat. 
But there maun be nae sic things as cast-iron mould breds 
used for ploughs, and there maun be nae tax laid on maut : 
we are woxkers in fire, and oanna quench the spaik just now, 
there's irac a duty on bottled ale." 

" I wad vote for a republic, or aught else," said the village 
carpenter, " th^t wad make foreign tiniber cheap, lower my 
men*s wages, and raise the price of ploughs, and carts, and 
harrows. Ye oanna say but that's liberal." 

'* I come," said one, who, in speaking, always named him- 
self — ^*' I come as one entitled to speak in a matter con- 
nected with the freedom and happiness of man. I am head of 
the firna of Huddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company ; 
and our object has been to ennincipate mankind from anything 
like personal slavery, by applying machinery to all the pur- 
poses of life. On this great principle I take my stand. All 
constitutions are wrong which are not based in the substitu- 
tion of labour by iron, and brass,- and wood, and fire, and 
water, for the toil of the body and the sweat of man." A 
general shoufe of approbation followed this speech. 

" It sounds remarkably weel," said a mason, coming for- 
ward : '^ and I maun say that I mightily approve of the prin- 
ciple of easing our hands and coohng our brows through the 
help of science. But words are one thing, and deeds are 
another : look at the spinning and weaving machines of Hed- 
dles, T^reddles, Warp, Waft, and Company: is there aught 
repubUc^ about theni— rare they not expressly moaarchical! 



For whom do they toil 1 For no one save tiie members of 
the firm : and if machinery goes on this way, thrusting hands 
of flesh and blood out of business^ and pushug in its own iron 
fists into their place, all ia the vale of Glengarnock will 
become beggars, save Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Wait, and 
Company. If we are to be slaves, had we not better remain 
under the rule of gentlemen than put ourselves under the 
merciless jrule of science, which hath neither eyes to see; 
ears to hear, nor a heart to feel for the miseries of man T' 

<* We are wandering from the subject,*' said the chairman ; 
*' let us at once claim our rights ; let us petition the legisla- 
ture, and if they refuse to do us justice, then let us resolve to 
be men.^ » 

" I agree to that,'' said Tarn Steek, the village tailor ; ** we 
have but a remnant of our liberties left, and that is slipping 
from us like a knotless thread. Here I boldly take my post, , 
and with my right hand do a deed which shall be heara of 
beyond these hills ; yea, likely as far as Hoddam." He took 
a young tree from the hands of t)ne of his apprentices, stuck 
it in the ground behind the chairman's seat, while the green 
top, surmounted by a cap of liberty, from which dangled three 
shreds of cloth — red, white, and blue — ^rose proudly in the 
air, and waved and glittered over the head of the astonished 
son of Crispin. '* Thus," continued Steek, *' I plant the tree 
of freedom : let us all swear to moisten and make it prosper 
with the blood of tyrants." 

"* Hear to the ninth part of a man !" exclaimed Nickie 
Neevison": *'the blood of tyrants! the blood of a louse ye 
mean, ye poor pitifu^ prick the flea ! An' ye'll hing up the 
measure of a pair of breeks, and call it the tri-coloun My 
certie ! if we are to have our liberty, we mauna look for t 
frae sic shilpet sinners as Pegginawl in the chair there, or 
Spoolpin, the town weaver, or Tam Steek, the taiior — ^nor 
even frae that creature, born of a weaving machine, and dry- 
nursed by a spinning jenny, the head of the house of Heddles, 
Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company. Na, na ! can ye suck 
sweet milk out of a sow thistle, or honey out of hemlock ! But 
here's one coming that will tell ye mair about it ; if Lord Rol- 
dan disna gaur his supple jack walk the circuit o' some of 
yere shouthers, take me for Nanse Halberson, and score my 
brow for a witch." 

All were startled at this announcement : and it cannot be 
denied that some of the loudest declaimers for liberty and 
equality wished themselves elsewhere. 

Lord Roldan came among them on the spur: "Ha '."he 
cried, '* so you have planted the tree of liberty : now show 
me who has done such a thing. Fools, dolts, knaves !" he 
cried, seizing \he tree, and belabouring with it shoemaker, 
carpenter, blacksmith, and tailor, not omitting the importadt 
representative of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, andCom 

LORD. R0IJ>AN» 33 

pany. He then threw'it on the ground, and rode over it, back* 
ward and forward with calm deliberation, and a look which 
seemed to say to all around, ** Who dare stay me %^ 

** If he had gi*en me sic a blad as ho gave to you," said the 
tailor to the shoemaker, *' deil ha* me an I hadna returned it 
wi* something as gude.'* 

" He's a bomdeevil, man,^ said the son of Crispin, rubbing 
his shoulder ; *' and, besides, carries bent pistolsin his pouch. 
Bat, m}r certie, ye gat a lounder, Tam ! yshae nae reason to 
spare him ; and ye were at his elbow too.^ 

^ I can tell ye what, my lord,** said the blacksmith, " ye ken 
nae mair what's due to the dignity o* man than ye ken how 
to lay a new feather on an aula sock : take ye that now.; 
answer that if ye can.** 

*' It sets ye weel !^ exclaimed Nickie Neerison, ** a parcel 
o' poor pluckless, soulless cpofs, to be gainsaying ane of the 
bom loras of the realm, whose forbears never scrupled — as 
reason gude — ^to hae their ain way wi* man, woman, and 
creeping thing : and you. Lord Roldan, it ill beseems ye to 
come riding and rampauging this ^te, striking east and 
striking west — ^riding down ane and nding owre anither — as 
if we were nae a' God's creatures as weel as yerseJ. But if 
ve kenned what I ken, ye wad maybe ride at leisure ; if ye 
kenned what I ken, ye wadna be so handy wi' yere stick ; if 
ye kenned what I ken, ye wad sooner hae ta*en the red-hot 
horn of Sandie Tewaim*s study in yere hand, than hae med- 
dled with the tree of liberty, the cap of freedom, and its three 

" Well, Nickie," said Lord Roldan, with a smile, ** and what 

freat secret is this ye have got : out with it ; ye can no more 
cap it than the cloud can keep the shower." 

All eyes were turned upon Nickie : even the representative 
of the firm of'Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company 
forgot the blow which all but prostrated him, in anxiety after 
this secret ; and the shoemaker, tailor, and others came near, 
that they might have the benefit of her news. Nickie 
screwed her month, shook her head : " Some winna like to 
hear it. Lord Roldan," she exclaimed, ^ for gentle lugs canna 
bear strong tidings, nor a weak stomach buttered brose. But 
I maun first and foremost upbraid ye for sending awa' yere 
^in flesh and blude wi' sic a born reprobate as Dick Corstiane, 
who has sauld mony a fair face into slavery to my certain 

*' Hold your peace, ignorant woman !" said his lordship, 
sternly ; " you talk, but you know nothing." 

" Dinna be so sure, my lord," said Nickie ; **I maybe ken, 
and maybe I dinna ken ; but I ken this, that 3f orison — my 
ain Morison 1 aye ca'd him— sold for a slave or nnsanld, is 
now a hero — a hero ! he's far better nor that ; he*s a furious 
Jacobin ; naught will serve him but knocking off the bonnets 




of princes and peers : he*s coming here too ; and my laittiy 
hell burn Bowness if ye dinna be a gade lad, and marry hit 
mither. But Vm no sure that he wad let ye do*t ; he's a 
roickle man now/they say, riding In gold and grandeur at the 
head of three armies ; and d*ye ken he has changed his name, 
they say, to Napoleon : its no unlike Roldan ; there's I's in 

Lord Roldan smiled, and giving his horse to a senrant, took 
the representative of the firm of Heddles, Treddles, Warp, 
Waft, and 'Company, a little aside : *' I am surprised to see a 
gentleman of your influence and respectability,** he said, 
** employed in propagating opinions which must scatter 
wealth and divide property. Allow me to say it, my friend, 
your excellent good sense, your knowledge of the world, and 
your extensive connection with foreign lands, prepared me 
Tor higher ^things, unless, indeed, you are come to control 
and soften the opinions of this rude rabble, and lead Uiem into 
the true path, by pretending to prefer their road. " 
* Hugh Huddles fidgeted, shifted place, adjusted his coat, 
which was a little deranged by the unceremonious way in 
which Lord Roldan had laid about him with the tree of lib- 
erty, but he could not resist the compUmental speech, and 
said that he came not to help the water to flood the machin- 
ery and drown the miller, but to direct men's eyes to the true 
philosophy and science of the matter. 

*' I thought so,^' said Lord Roldan; " for yon cannot bat 
know, that if I am lord of Is^nd, you are lord of machinery ; 
if I can hunt and shoot on my grounds, and draw in rent 
from my farmers, you can trim your fire and boil your water, 
move your wheels, and create and sell as much cotton in a 
week as would buy the half of Glengamock. I am but a 
lord of soil, you are a lord of science* You must come and 
dine with me." 

Low bowed Hugh the lord of machinery to the lord of the 
soil, and retired. The peasantry perceived and resented Uiis 
bit of backsliding. 

" He^s but half a man,'' said Tam Steek the tailor, " to 
allow himself to be talked owre in that way.'* 

** He's like ill-made steel, spongy in the heart," exclaimed 
the blacksmith. 

'* And nae mair to be trusted than Kendalben sewed in a 
hard frost," chimed in the shoemaker. 

** I would na trust him farther than I fling my shuttle, and 
that is frae hand to hand," grumbled the weaver. 
% Lord Roldan returned to them with smiles and bows ; he 
was received rather gruffly ; but as they began to suspect 
that they had carried their love of liberty too far, they were 
only sullen ahd said nothing. <^I was obliged, my friends,* 
said he, " to seem rough and angry in the presence of one 
who is a stranger, and whose, interest not being our inter- 


est, may be considered as a spy. The lotdn of Roidan 
have ever fought for you, opened their gates to you— ^hen 
you were oppressed rescued you ; nor have they left the soil 
to waste the substance which you won for them in far lands. 
From what poor man have we taken bread t What hands 
have we thrown out of work? Whas weaver's loom has 
been silenced by us t Whom have we robbed that we mi^t 
grow rich? But behold that steam-engine lord! He sits, 
like a bloated spider, in the centre of his machinery, and the 
maiden whose white hand spins the thready tlie weaver 
whose skill turns it into cloth, and the worthy dame who 
bleaches it on the go wans, are deprived of the fruits of their 
industry. The reformation which the country wants is the 
destruction of all these accursed scientific instruments, which 
are beggaring the whole human race.'* 

^'I ajre taxM ye this !'* exclaimed Nickie Neevison. ** What 
did I no say, now t Have they no invented an engine for 
making of shoon ? three bundled in the minute, three-and- 
saxpence the pair—- regular channel pumps. What will be-> 
come of poor Rob Birse ?" 

'* There's nae doubt that it will be an awfu' thing, after 
having stood the bensel sae long, if we are enslaved by ma* 
chinenr," said the shoemaker. **To be overcome by the 
pith of sense and vigour of bone and muscle is bad enough, 
bat to be banged by damned timber and iron is no to be 

'* My lord is no sae far wrang as we jaloused,** said the 
mason. ** He lives on his laiul, he drinks on his land, and 
though he does na thrive on his land, that's because we 
allow ioreigners to come, like this bodie Heddles, and plun- 
der us a' by means of machinery. I think machinery will 
soon do a' things. In England, whare I aince travelled, I 
found them verily worshipping God by means of a machine 
called an. organ ; and in France, where I never travelled, Fm 
tauid that headsmen were found too slaw to keep pace wi* 
public thirst o* blude, and that they invented a machine for 
shearing off heads, ten to the minute. But what waur is 
that than Heddles and his inventions whilk take the claes off 
out back and keep the bread out o' our bellies P 

The sun had gone down, the harvest moon had tisen dull 
and watery above the hills, and the dew began to glisten on 
herb and flower. The tide was setting strongly into the bay, 
and vessels from various lands showed their masts and rig- 
ging in the distance. As one by one they came into view, 
conjecture was busy about name and cargo. " Yon's the 
Maggie Lauder, frae the Baltic, wi* foreign fir,** said the 
carpenter ; '* a scarce article and p> valuable, for our Scotch 
pine has neiti^er Ute pile nor the pith of these Norwegian 

^ And yon^s the Cuttie-mun, frae Barfoadoes," said anothert 



X laden wi' that valuable weed, tobacco. I declare the 
smell o* the article comes in the wind." 

'* And yon*s Archie Tamson^s Racer Jess,^ exclaimed a 
third* " wi- sugar frae Jamaica ; we canna live without it 
now ; but I hae seen the day that nae laird wad let a rig o* 
land to a farmer, if his wife drank tea. It's a changeable 

" Ye*re a' blind thegither !'' said Nickie Neevison, with a 
loud hurrah ; '* for yon's the van of the French fleet, com- 
manded by my ain Morison* My conscience ! he'll make 
clean work o't. There will be whu^in' o' cripples when he 
comes ! He'll remember wha eat him, and wha forgal him. 
Oh, rin ! will nane o' ye rin, and tell Mary Morison to come 
out of her grand new house and welcome her son t lt*8 a 
mercy I was aye kind to him, sae I hae naught to fear. I 
tauld ye sae, now — hear till that — ^I think they'll set the bay 
of Glengarnock on fire !" 

It seemed as if Nickie's random prophecy was to be pi 
part fulfilled ; a vessel shot suddenly over from ah English 
bay, hung out a signal, which one of the ships now standing 
into the firth either could not or would not answer ; a baU 
fired ahead came skipping from wave to wave ; a second ball 
struck the ship, and then shots sharp and fast followed, tip- 
ping the long foaming lines of the tide with momentary fire, 
and making the caverns re-echo. The whole land was in 
commotion ; men hurried down to the shore on foot and on 
horseback, all anxious and all armed ; no one doubted but 
that the French armada was at hand ; lights were kindled 
on ^the hills, and bees after a summer rain, when the sun 
shines out, were never busier than was the whole population, 
in doing no one could tell what, save tiring their limbs, and 
exhausting conjecture about this strange and warlike visita- 
tion. It seemed as if the^firing, which for some space con- 
tinued hot, had called down the night, for the smoke below 
rolled no thicker than did the clouds above, so that neither 
shore nor sea could be seen, save when the flash of the can- 
non revealed them. Even this momentary light failed ; the 
combat suddenly ceased ; the vessels were seen no more, 
and all was silentf save the rough gArgle of the tide on the 
rock, and the hurried question and answer of peasant, to 
peasant by the side of the sea. 

Among those whom the combat in the bay called to the 
shore were three gaugers, whose business was to watch 
against the introduction of contraband commodities from the 
Isle of Man. These functionaries were very cordially disliked 
by the people, who naturally desired to obtain their tea, their 
brandy, and their silks, nay, their salt, duty fj^ee: instead** 
therefore, of affording them assistance against a resoluto 
smuggler, it was the chief pleasure of the hinds and the far- 
mers to baffle or mislead them* 



What is all this about V* inquired (he foremost ganger. 
Where's yere een 1" cried Nickie Neevison ; " can ye no 
see ? under yon cloud lies a' the French navy at anchor, only 
waiting for the sun, to invade us. My eertie, lad, ye'll get it 
when they come ! When the deil angles for souls in the 
dub o^ darkness, he baits his heuk wi' a gauger." 

" Ah V Nickie, are ye there 1" said the second gauger ; " I 
like to hear that sarcastic tongue of thine — ^there's aye mirth 
in the land when it w;igs/' 

** Ay, Robert Buries, man, is this you ?" said Nickie, low- 
ering her voice, and speaking in a ton6 almost approaching 
to sympathy ; ** we heard that ye were na weel--that the 
voice of the muse was hoarse and roupet, and that cold, and 
fever, and stricken-down hopes had formed a combination 
against you." 

coming to gy 

that and a kiss too, before now." 

** Ay^ but ye make a sang about a' ye say or Df e do," said 
Nickie ; •' and though 

' A kiss is but a touch. 
And a toucli can do nae ill,' 

if s as weel to bide awa frae ye, Robin, sweet though it be ta 

hve in sang." ^ ^ ' 

Here this idle talk was interrupted by the third ganger* 
who exclaimed, " Have dbne with this nonsense ! here is . 
the king's peace broken, our rest destroyed, our revenue m- 
iared, and yet we consume our precious hours m senseless 
palaver. Here, woman— Nickie— what's your name— tell 
me what you have heard and seen, and there's sixpence fos 

ve " ~ 

Nickie, with a look of simple archness, stepped close to this 
third authority, and looking earnestly into his face, exclaimed, 
•* Eh, God guide us ! but Vm waur nor blm'— if this bmna 
the supervisor himself: I thought it was Dick Grahame : oh, 
but I'm iriad that some one has come clothed wi' proper au- 
thority. A man of such mark we may obey ^jthout lower- 
in^ niir«*plves For ye are humble wi' the haughty, and 
My^? *e CJe, and wi* Ae backward ye are for- 
wsn^as fire— a perfect gentleman ! 

iSe supervisoVs companions smiled at this sarcasUc com- 
mendatiob " W no one will tell me what all this means, 
s^d he! "Why then I will ride along shore jmd see mto it 
mvaelf" and *e spurred his horse forward. 
"T'Take car^, si?, of the gaugers' hole!" cned one rustic, 
«it lies right afore' ye, and's as fit for drowning a 8„perv«or 
as it was for swaUowing poor Jamie Macrabm. 


96 I'01t]> ROLX>i.K. 

** Afid ft6e tliftt ye dinna get into thQ Mermaid sand,*' cried 
a second adviser } ** the bonnie sea raaideOr can sit on*t and 
warble her charmed airs to mariners and the moon, but it 
DTinna bear the weight of a supenrisor.'* 

^ There will be an inlake of the establishment if the de- 
mented bodie rides into the bight of the bay," said Nickie, 
*• which I shall heartily rejoice at— for it will giv^ Coila*9 
inspired son a lift, I wonder what tempted the government 
to waste the sweetness of such a bard on the desert air of the 
excise f 

** We must not allow our friend to enjoy the honour of 
martj^rdom alone, in rummaging out a pound of smuggled 
tea," said Burns, and foUowjed his superior. 

The tide had but half filled the bay: the night wiiid set ia 
from the Irish shore, and the waves came leaping and rush- 
ing, easting foam . into the air, and sending a sound before 
whieh was liteard inland for many miles. ** Are you well 
acquainted with this line of shore, sir 1" said the poet to his 
superior; '*it abounds with quicksandsT,' which are better 
missed than found, and bend& and bights where a thousand 
men on horseback, riding in the service of the kirk, might 
be drowned in three minutes: weVe gangers, and senr^ 
atrange gods." 

^ We serve his sacred majesty, sir!" exclaimed the super- 

<*True» true,'* said Bums, <*he is head of the chureh. In 
good time, here comes the tide — ^had ye not better speak 
to it. Htlloa there! we are on the service of his most 
excellent majesty. Damn these democratic waves j they 
mind us no more than they have done all other people, and 
some of them supervisors." 

The supervisor halted. " You astonish me, sir," he said 
to the poet; ''you make a jest of everything. You would 
talk treason against St. Peter if you were going in "^at the 
gates of heaven." 

"Very likely," quoth the bard; "but gangers are like- 
camels, they are too large for the entrance. Don't let your. 
certainty of heaven carry you into the tide^and here it ia.^* 
The impetuous tide roiled against hone and manr-and 
fiearly threw the supervisor £)wn— he turned his bridle 
shoreward, and gallofhsd. The words with which he was 
welcomed as he came dripping to the beach, were not of % 
more ,oheering nature. «• There maun be something gl^e 
about the cursed bodie," exclaimed one rustic, " which we 
didna ken of, for be has escaped." 

" 'Deed," exclaimed a second, *• he's sae utterly bad that 
the sea that wad drown a mad dog wadna meddle wi' him— 
it has fairly bouked him out; sic stuff wadna bide on its 

loRH KOU^Ajr. 99 

*'Hout, sirsf said Nfckl# NeeTisoii» '^remember he^t a 


^ *' Christian !*' exclaimed a smup^ler ; ** he's as soon the 

man in the moon — ^he^s nae Christian--*he's an exciseman.*' 

The supervisor took shelter in a puMtc house nigh the 
shore, and there, with bis pistols laid on the table,* and some- 
thing comfortable preparing in the kitchen, the representa- 
tive of majesty proposed to abide till he shonld hear of the 
smuggling cutter Which had so suddenly called him into ac- 

" Be sure,** said the keeper of the hostel to hia wife, *" be 
sure and rin whenever the supervisor rings, and let us, abooQ 
a^ things, labour ,to please him ; for he^s as proud as a tur- 
key cock, and thinks a' fowk fools but himself." 

No sooner had he taken a seat, than he begsm to show 
that the Boniface of Glengarnock had measured his charac- 
ter more accurately than perhaps he ever measured a whiskey 
gilL ** Be seated, be seated/' he said to his companions ; 
a and here, take a glass of this warm punch ; it is good for 
the nig^t air, and may be beneficial after the narrow escape 
which I made in my zeal for his majesty's service. And 
now, gentlemen, more particularly you, Kobert Bums, let 
me admonish you to be more circumspect in speech than 
has hitherto been your pleasure. Your allusions to estab- 
liabed things are both free and dangerous. It countenances^ 
too, the insolence of the peasantry. Did ye not hear how 
rudely they wagged their tongues against me when X was so 
providentially rescued from the waves !" 

•* Truly, sir,** said Bums, " the (Ugnity of our profession is 
so well supported by your looks and by your actions, that 
inferior o^ers are rendered careless : even 1 myself— a mir- 
ror of propriety formerly — am become little better than one 
of the wicked. Whenevei* you are nigh me I feel wild 
thoughts xising in my heartland wild words mustering atween 
my Hps ; I feel, in short, that it is no longer necessanr to be 
prudent or circumspect, as our supervisor attract^ all eyes, 
and sustains t^e honourable profession 

* Of guaging anld wiwee^ ban«|B.' ^' 

The supervisor, deceived by the quiet grave face of the 
poet, imagined his words were all to the increase of his hon- 
our, and clothed himself in more consequence. He looked 
more loftily, distributed the punch with something of a regal 
air, and then said, " Has the muse not visited you of late, 
Robert 1 have you had no twilight interviews with her where 
the Clouden meets the Nith % Why, the scene we have just 
witnessed— 'a scene where your superior officer, in the dis- 
charge of his duty, endangered his hfe— might inspire you.'* 

." i have been crooning over to myself a stanza or so on 



the subject," liaid the poet, **here*s a tasting; tell me how 
ydu like it. 

<*.The deil came fiddling through the town, 
And danced awa wi' the exciseman ; 
And ilk auld wife cried, * Auld Mahoaii, ■ 
]'" We wish you luck o* the prize, mau : 

We'll make our niaut, we'll brew our drink, 
We'll dance, we'll sing, fend rejoice, sir— 
Deil, dinna be nice, take my advice. 
Come back for the supervisor.' " 

" Sir," said the offended officer, "you are a person of in- 
corrigible levity ; and whether it be verse or prose, you can- 
not abstain from a fling at the higher powers. But beware ! 
remember you were admonished that your business was to 
act and not to think : the government may not always be in 
so milky a mood, nor your superior officer so gentle. Your 
levity reminds me of my duty : see that your pistols be load- 
ed, and that your sword will leave its sheath ; then go and 
watch for two hours between the Sea-gull cliff and the Fal- 
con tower ; observe what is doing in the bay, and should 
Smugglers appear, arrest them in niyname, and in that of his 

The poet, in no pleasant mood, placed himself on the 
watch ; but the air was fine and the scene pleasant. He 
soon forgot that his business was to observe, and not to 
muse ; and giving way to his imagination, travelled back in 
Scottish story ; filled the bay with English shallops ; lined 
the shore with Scottish spearmen ; he^rd the horns sound 
and the bugles blow, and saw the white line of shells on the 
shore died with the blood of encountering ranks. He was 
standing on a rock nigh the Falcon tower ; his drawn sword 
was stretched towards the dancing waves, and he was look- 
ing at the moon, as it tinged the eastern hills, and stained aU 
the grass slopes with silver. A boat unperceived came 
close to his feet, and a stranger, tali, handsome, and partly 
muffled m a sea cloak, sprang upon the rock, and exclaimed, 

" ' The trumpets sound, the banners fly, 
The glittering spenrs are ranked ready. 
The shouts of war are heard afar, -' 

The battle closes thick and bloody.' 

stampVBurnI!"''' ''"°*^ ^ " '^"'^ land-lhey bear th» 



Is there no patron toproleet the Mnee, 

And fence for her Pamaasus' barren aoil t 
To everv labour its reward accraes, 

And tney aie sure of bread, whoawink and moil; 
Bot>a fen tribe the Aoman liiva deapoi!. 

Am rastlMB wa^M «ft sob the paiwol bee. 


Tub poety at ^s une^roected address, stejiped back, and 
said, *' What ! has Lord Roidaa beea tempting the waters . 
iomight l" 

The stronger turned quickly round, and hy the moonlight 
showed a youthful face, dark and tanned with the sun of a 
hotter cUme than that of Scotland ; a £ace which the poet 
knew, yet could not name. *' I am no lord, sir,^ said the 
stranger, with emphasis : " I am but a man— for I hold, with 
ibie bard of Caledonia—* 

* The rank is but the^^inea-etamp,* 
The man's die gowdfor a* that.' 

And I have been where that is ^e text, from which the . 
great moral and philosophic sermon of hannm nature is 
TJreached.'* • 

"I shall not ask where that land lies,»^ replied Bums; 
'< neither shall I ask your name; butl can guess both— 

* Yonr native land was right 91-ivillie,^ 

and I shall quarrel with no other for being kind to you. You 
are welcome, whatever wind has wafted you." 

•** I thank you,'* said Morison. " My native land has indeed 
been unkind : I was cast ftrom it, as an unfledged bird is 
cast from its nest in a stormy day ; that I have notpeiishedi 
thanks to good fortune, and to that Power whieh tempein 
the wind to the shorn lamb." ., ,. ^ . , t. 

** You see," said the poet, with a hitter smile, ** that I haTt 
got something from my country, which renders it very dear 
to me ; for an idle song and a ludicrous verse or two, I have 
been elevated into the excise ; behold, I am a gawger, whose 
business it is to hinder an <dd wife to smoke her tobacco free 
of duty ; or a hind who has the toothache to relieve it by un- 
taxed bratidy . Should you have French lace on your shirt, 
or an Indian handkerchief in yowr pocket, I ^lould foel it my 
duty ifi seize and retain them.][ 


<<0h ! bttt,*' replied the other, in the same tone, *'I come 
from a land that has taught me the art of resisting such ag- 
gressions. I carry about me little articles of curious manu- 
facture, which, when rightly used, repei in a moment all such 
Attempts as you allude to, and moreover level all distinc- 

"You excite my curiosity much," said the poet; "the 
sound of liberty and equality has reached our shores, but wo 
to those who are charmed with it" 

Morison and the poet walked side by side for a Httle space ; 
they eyed each other — ^they were willing to be confidential ; 
the former from the love and admiration which he enter<- 
iained for genius, and the latter from an open frankness of 
nature, and the pleasure Mfhich he had in unburdening his 
soul to one of a kindred spirit. 

" You say," said Morison,. " that the sound of liberty and 
equality has reached these shores, but wo to those who are 
charmed with it. • What wo can cont^ upon those who en- 
tertain opinions manifestly in unison wi^ the creation \ God 
made man in his own image, but did God make the dukbs 
and princes, born in the purple, who now oppress him ?" 

"How much of that is my own opinion," replied the 
poet, "time will show." 

•* Nay," answered Morison, " it is all your own ; the free^. 
dom which is now brightening over Scotland is a halo from 
the verse of Burn^ : who, like him, has sung of man with 
his feelings, his impulses, and his aspirations ? Can I forget 
the many noble verses in which he has ihculcated indepen^ 
donee 1-«-who can answer this 1^ 

** If Pm to be your lordling's slave, 
f : By nature'il law designed, 

t Why was an independent wish 

£'er planted in my mind V ^* 

The calm rapture with which Morison repeated these lines 
touched the poet both as a man and a genius ; he turned full 
round on him, held out both his hands, and said, " If you were 
Belial— pay, if you were Robespierre's spirit, you are wel- 
come, and you are safe : but hush I who comes here } Well, 
it may be. so, but no man will ever persuade me that the moon 
has not power on the flux and reflux of the tides. Why, sir, 
the planet holds rule over all inconstant things ; it influences 
women, it influences the councihs of princes, it rules our . 
waters, it ripens our corn, nay, it whitens our linen." 

** Stuff, stuff!" said Hugh Heddles, head of the firm of 
Heddles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company, advancing, 
^' What's all the moonshine in the firmament compared to my 
incomparable scientific solution for purifying linen and ren-^ 
dering it white? Stuff, stuff V it will bleach a seventeen- 
hundred linen web, forty ells^long, better in tea minutes tb«ta 


'Sdl the moons ttiat ever shone, aided hy a hundred white- 
iegged lasses snch a» ye take pleasure in singing about, witik 
ladies in their hands, will do in a snmmer season. But what 
ufe ye doing here, stride, striding amang the shells and peb- 
bles ? the fighting ships are atice gane and aye gane, and no- 
body thinks of smuggling an ell of lace or a pound of green 
tea now. No, no ! go away with ye to ycre cities and yere 
towns ; there's more tricks practised on the revenue there in 
one hour than there's in the country side in a year*" While 
saying this Hugh touched Morisou's foot slightly with his ; 
kept peering into his face and winking at the same time with 
the left eye, as if he had something very particular to com- 
municate. ' The poet perceived this, and humming the air of 
Lewie <6ordon, and fitting a word here and there to the tune, 
strode quiety along the shore. 

When the gauger was fairly out of ear-shot Hugh opened 
his commission. " It's no," said he, "that I'm much afraid 
of Burns: he's other than a sharp oiie I can tell ye, and's 
owre muekleta'en up wi' his daft sangs and rhymer falderals, 
to heed what's either coming or ganging. More nqr that, his 
muse is other than a moral ane — ^he has composed a dozen 
sang9/ some say fourteen, on a graceless quean here, called 
Jean Lotimer ; so ye see there's little cause of dread frae him ; 
yet ye're right — I commend ye : cast a bone in the deil's 
teeth, and giff gaff's a wise thing even wi' a gauger. But 
where, in all the worlds have ye the cargo hidden T Mind, I 
want half a dozen ankers of it, right pure and gude. I 
imd a ready market for it among my machinery lads : X pay 
them in kind, and have the tae half o' the titber out of all 
commodities. Sax ankers, mind that^~but ye maun take 
payment in cottons: siller's as scarce here as pineapples; 
and throw a basket o' spicery into the bargain, it's naught to 
you, but something to me." 

Morison allowed Hugh's tongue'torun on without inter- 
ruption. '*I am but a visiter here, sir," said he, ** a lover of 
the muse only." 

** A lover of the muse 1" exclaimed Hugh. " I might have 
expected as much. I took ye for a seafaring person— ^a cap- 
tain for yere ain hand: but if ye deal in the spider-web 
manufacture o' the muse, I have done wi* ye : hegh, be't . 
how a sea cloak and a bocdd step deceive ane : I'll take a 
clocking hen for a gier eagle next : gude-night." 

Burns rejoined Morison with a laugh :-^** There spoke the 
whole isle from Cornwall cliff to this Firth of Pentland— 
'Behold a nation in a man expressed.* Men are becoming 
mere machines ; nothing is beautiful with them, unless they 
can prove it to be useful ; the go wans will be weeded from 
the ground, and the northern Aurora, with her tresses of ce- 
lestial fire, pronounced an i41e meteor, not worth the glim* 
mer^&f a farthing candle." 



44 IX>|tD ftOLDAK* 


^ So will many eontinae to talk," replied Moriaon ; ^ the 
art, uateachable, untaught, will b<e deapised by all who have 
little aensibility ; by all whose hearts are i»ot open to the 
beautiful, or throb not at the impassioned^ But what grievea 
me more than all is, to see m^n whose works diffuse happi- 
ness through millions of bosoms, deprived of the stauoa 
which God had ordained them to fill, and jostled into the 
mire by some titled accident of a lord — some eoronetted 
{aece of impertinence; and such things calmly endured." 

**Not calmly endured, sir," replied the poet; ''but who 
would kick against the pricks t . Here hereditary rank has 
for half a century lorded it over hind and mechanic : it is 
true, that in this the purpose and aim of creation are vio* 
lated ; but all the power, all the wealth, all the land of the 
island, are in the hands of a few hundreds ; he who grum- 
bles is deprived of bread, he who does more is deprived of 
the Jittle liberty that is left him." 

, Morison sighed and said, *' The picture is a Just one; but a 
spirit has arisen which kings cannot charm down, that will 
amend all this* In France, as in Britain, eome men were 
bom rulers ; rank was everything, and the re6t of the nation 
nothing; the hind and the mechanic appealed born to be sad- 
dled and bridled and ridden by the spurred and booted nobility. 
This was long endured; but France served her apprentice- 
ship to free.dQm in America, and returning home set up for 
herself; at one gigantic effort she threw a ten oenturies' load 
of oppression from her back, and stood erect and free. This 
alarmed those who rule the earth— all Europe preached a 
erusade against her : now was the time to show that divine 
power pertained to divine right ; on rolled the tide of aris- 
tocracy^ and France seemed about to be swallowed up ; but 
men who have something to fight for will fight like men ; the 
invading hordes were repulsed with shame." 

** Yes, sir," said Burns, '' France fought nobly, God justi- 
fied the principles of creation, and gave victory to those who 
claimed freedom for their birthright." 

'* The great war," continued Moriaon. " is but begun : the 
great war of Hght against wrong ; the great war m which 
rank of ii^tellect will achieve dominion over the world. The 
right divine of the it^ Will be opposed to the natural right 
of the many, and France will have to fight, sihgle-haoded, the 
fight of the human species — ^and she will be victorious." 

*' I trust she will, sir," replied Burns ; ** and yet I dread the 
result ; whole nations of well-disciplined slaves will be 
forced against her ; the fiery and impetuous chivalry of many 
lands will be all on flame to justify, on democratic erestSt 
jtheir aristocratic pretensions." 

*' It cannot fail to be so," was the answer. ** And yet 
there can be no doubt of the upshot. All the military genius 
of France — all the talent which she produces, wiU be armed 


and in the Tan in her cause. She follows up the great prin« 
ciple of nature ; she knows what gemus is — ^that merit sups 
with a horn spoon^ as well as with one of silver. The brave, 
the daring, the skilful, and the inventive, rise stride after 
stride, from obscurity to distinction with her ; some of her 
best leaders were ploughmen and grooms ; the chief of her 
army .is, a poor youth, educated at one of her charitable 
schools ; had he lieen bom here, he might have risen to the 
rank of corporal, for his family was too poor to purchase 
military station, and as he is steady and methodical, who 
knows but he might have become paymaster sergeant! he is 
now about to lead the arms of France against the despotisms 
of Italy — the half of Europe will be at his feet in one cam- 

As they traversed the seashore, a solitary stroller might 
be here and there observed, or groups of peasants carousing; 
while the clatter of horses* hoofs approaching or departing, 
intimated that a smuggling craft was in the bay, and that 
foreign silks, lace, wine, and brandy were in the contraband 
market. Bums listened, and spoke, too, with freedom and 
earnestness, but kept a sharp lookout seawan) ; Morison de* 
sired to go inland ; a secret yearning of soul had brought 
him on a hurried pilgrimage to his native place, and to go and 
return without the knowledge of all, save his mother, was 
his dearest wish. He trusted much to the obscurity of night ; 
to the dress which he wore ; to his altered looks, for the lad 
had risen into the man; and above all, he had conftdenee in 
his own judgment, and resolved to remain with the poet, till 
all who came in quest of contraband commodities retired. 
** If i can but elude the eyes and ears of Nickie Noevison," 
he said to himself, ** I despair not of baffling others.*' 

As this was passing through his mind, up came the heiress 
oTFourmerkland : *' Ah ! Mattie Anderson,** said Bmrns, '* thift 
is kind of you: the night is raw, the place itself cozie, and 
here have you come to cheer me with your bright eyes and 
witty tongue." ^ 

'< 'Deed,** exclaimed the heiress^I come on nae sic daft 
errand ;, ye ken yerself that keeper company wi* you gies 
ane aheeze in sang, butdisna improve ane's reputation ; if ye 
misdoubt me, ask bonnie Jane Lotimer, the lassie wi' the 
lint-white locks." 

" i care not, and I inquire not, what has brought you,** re- 
plied the poet; '^but here you are — your looks would make 
the longest night seem short.". 

" I tell ye now and for ever mair,** said the heiress, *< that 
all yere line winnowed words are lost on me : I care for nane 
of your fule sangs; ye mauna think to carry me aif my feet 
wi' the charm of verse ; there was a lad — Morison Roldan 
by name — ^wha made sic sangs ab«ut me as wad hae wiled 



the lark fra^ the firmament*-! heeded them as I did Ite 
breeze that waved bat my iocks and flew by me.*' . 

The poet glaace(l his eye on Morison, who stood in the 
shadow of a cross, raised by one of his ancestors to com- 
memorate his safe return from a military pilgrimage to the 
Holy Land, and thos continued the conversation. 

** Weel, Mattie, Fil no dispute wi* ye In matters of taste ; 
I dare say ye are as. right in disregarding my sangs as ye 
were in seoming Morison's ; but I have heard his genius in 
verse praised; can ye repeat me one of his lyrical what did 
he say of the fair lass of Fourmerkland V* 

Loud laughed the heiress, and replied : *^ Mony a fin^ fule 
thing he said o' me, wed I wot, but they gaed in at ae lug 
and out at the tither ; d^ye think that my memorie's sic an 
ass as to burden itself with idle verse t but 1 am wasting 
time, and time's precious $ liow, Rob, ye mauna stand in the 
way ; I ken ye are a kindly man ; 1 hear there's a smuggling 
craft in the bay, and gin this be the captain, I wad speak a 
private word with him ; I am likely to be married soon, and 
want someplace cheap, and maybe a drap of brandy ; be civil, 
and ye shall eome to the bridal." 

Morison could have wished himself Somewhere else, yet 
the conversation was not uninteresting to him, and of this 
Bums seemed to be aware, for he cunningly prolonged the 
cottoquy, and kept turning it back on bygone things, when 
it seemed about to move onward. ** We will look to tiiaC 
belyve, Mattie," he said ; ^ I'll no stand in yere road, only ye 
maun countenance the matter w;i' a kiss, by way orerles.^ 

** Ye are a' alike," said. Mattie ; ^ a kiss is but a toocb> and 
a touch makes fules fain: ye shall have half a dizen gif ye 
let me get a ri^rmg bargain ; and now I think on't, if ye wilt 
let me pass for a friend of yours, the captain there will be 
the mair liberaL" 

- *' Aweel,'' said Burns, " it shall be as ve wish ; he's a for- 
eigner, and kens nae mair what we say than a laverock kens 
of the language of a linnet. Which of my muses would ye 
desire to personate 1 the lassie wi' the lint-white locks — or 
Ann^ with hair like melted go]d*-*or the gentle Mrs. Mac I 
But first let me measure 3rour waist, and then yere mouth /or 
a sang : by my soul its a sweet ane ! but ye come from the 
hills where the honey's rife." 

The heiress of Fourmerkland' wa^ not, perhaps, prepared 
for this unceremonious salute of the poet, which was be- 
stowed with hearty good will : she started from him, and 
wiping her lips witti the palms of her hands, exclaimed, 
•* Ye impudent ne'erdoweel, how dare ye to meddle wi* me t 
I'm nane o' yere limmers, light of character, and havings— 
I'm nane of your umquhile maidens, with locks either lint- 
white or gowdeu'— and Mrs. Mac! ye mak weel: are ye no 
ashamed of yersel', wi' a douce wife, ay, and a weel-faured 

tORJ> ROLDAK* 47^ 

ane, at hame, to fMckle in ither fowk's powk*>&ookt Y« 
maun be meddling with a douce lass, widely respecXet 
and weel coDnecket, wha comes wi* nae other protection 
but her ain innocence to the seashore, to buy a gaud or twa, 
to mense her at kirk or at market !" 

*' Come, come, Mattie, my bonnie ane,*' said the poet, ** be 
na sae proud and sae 8comfu\ Ye made mouths at poor 
Morisou Roldan, the cleverest, ay, and the handsomest 
youth that ever wet a foot in Nithor Dee: ye^ll maybe live 
to see the day on which ye wfll me this taste : have ye not 
heard that Morison has risen to high .distinction in another 
land 1 he is equal to lord or earl, and the lady whom he loves 
may wear more gowd on her. kirtle than wonld buy a baron's 
land." . 

The heiress cracked her thumbs -and cried, " I wadna gie 
the worth of a deaf nit for the truth o' the intelligence ; I ken 
Morison owre weel to think that he*U ever rise to what ye 
ca' distinction. Of a* the lads I ever saw he was the least 
purpose like : no but he could make a fraise about ane, and 
lay on the lip and do weel enough in the dark ; but oh, to see 
him in candlelight, he couldna do a band's turn ; he tried ae 
night to fasten a souple to the handstaff— ye might as well hae 
set the cat to cast a skipper's knot : he took up a stick and 
whate, and whate, and whate— be whate it a' to chips — he 
couldna make a pudding pin onH ! naebody but a poet like 
you wad believe't. No, he'U never do weel, take my word 
for't ; an he were an earl the mom he wad cast away the 
coronet afore night, as he threw away Howeboddom." 

*' Ah ! but my fair lass of Fourmerkland," said the bard, 
" men in France are not weighed in your balance. When 
Morison comes owre the sea with gold in his left hand and 
diamonds on his right, and with the fvoudest of the land at 
his bridle rein, what will bonnie Mattie say ? tear after tear 
will she drap, sigh after sigh will she heave; she'll think 
how she lias man-ed her ain fortune, apd become the wife of 
a born g^meral, when she might have been the lady of one 
whom princes must bow to, and. who will have kingdoms to. 
give away. Ah, Mattie ! ye have knotted yere soul up^in 
the pursa that holds your father's gold.** 

The heiress bf ganto tire of this unprofitable chat. '* Ye 
Mattie weel," she said, ^ naebody but my ain mither ventures 
to call me other than Miss Anderson ; but the words of a 
poet are to be heeded nae mair than the sough of the Sol- 
way. Will ye speak to the captain about yon, yea or nay ? 
But bide a wee : ye \!/ill speak' sae unlike a man of the earth 
that I shall even venture on him myself. Captain,** she con- 
tinued, raising her voice, " I want twelve yards of yere 
broadest lace^ and twa ankers of yere best brandy; and if 
yell send them quietly in the howe of the night to Fourraerk- 
land, the bearer shall get the siUer." As she made this pro- 


posal she went close up to Monson ; he was increased ia 
stature, and his face, touched by foreign suns, had lost its 
bloom, while the curled mustache, on his upper lip con- 
cealed the smile which played, about the corners of his 
mouth, as his old bargain-making sweetheart instructed him 
in matters of brandy and lace. It was the wish of Morison, 
as we have already said, to continue concealed : he bowed 
gpraciously to this offer ; held out his finger in the direction 
of Foiirmerkiand, and taking a small packet from his bosom 
placed it in her hand, then turning abruptly away walked 
down to the shore. 

The heiress undid the packet. It contained Brussels lace 
worthy of a duchess. She looked at this treasure by the 
light of the moon, then she glanced after the retiring figure 
of Morison, and stepping up to Burns, said, '* I^was right ;. I 
am seldom wrang m my estimate of man^s character: 
there's a present of broad lace weel worth a guines^ a yanl. 
It was nae smuggler gied me that : it could be,naebody else 
and was naebodv else save my auld jo, Morison. How he 
has come by it wha kens ; but light come hght gane : he wad 
ffie away a principality the day, though he should beg his 
bread throogh't the morn. What a luck it was that I didoa 
hearken to him !*' 

Here was a young and beautiful woman, with all the symp- 
toms of confirmed and concentrated selfishness upon her* 
The bard regarded her as a curiosity : ** Mattie, my bonnie 
bird/* said he, ^ ye ken what's what ; ye ken what side^ o* 
the bread the butter's on. Oh, don't be alarmed ; I only held 
out my hand by way of illustrating my words ; I winna touch 

'* Ay," said, the heiress, " and how am I to ken that 1 ye 
ca' me yere bonnie bird, and ye put forth yere hand, as if ye 
fain wad catch me ; but I'm no the bird to be caught wi* 

** I called ye bird, Mattie ; but I didna mean lark, nor 
linnet, nor goldfinch, nor any of the winged children of ^og ; 
no, you are but a magpie, and your food is garbage." 

" Oh, sirs !" cried the heiress^ " but we are scornful ! I 
have seen mony a maepie enjoying the free air of heavea 
when the Unnet and the goldfinch were mourning. in a cage. 
Take ye that, ye plackless ballad-maker." 

'* By my soul !" exclaimed the poet, when the heiress was 
gone, ** but she has spunk iu her, in spite of all her selfish- 
ness. Well, Morison, you hear that you are still considered 
so thoroughly a poet— so possessed with the infirmities of 
the bardic clan — that good fortune to you will be hut as a 
snare ; come, you had better 

' Quat the spurtle-blade and dog-skiii wallet, 


and take your station amonff the soqs of sooff— the children 
of light." 

''.Were this," said the other, ** uttered in seriousness, I 
should think of a serious answer. I reg^ard it in the lan- 
guage of the same national poet whom you have quoted, as 

' Ironic 'satire sidlens sklented 
On my pnir miisie.' 

But I must be gone ; time presses and time callsr" 

** Stay," said the poet, Is^ng his hand on the arm of Mori- 
son, ** stay, v/e part not thus : it is not every night that the 
wind wafts me a man after my own heart — a softer, a g^n- 
Uer, a more chivalrous, a — happier Bums." 

The face of the bard, as he said this, brightened h'ke a 
summer mom : his ploughman stoop was gone : he stood 
erect, while his eyes, swimming in liquid light, were 
fixed on Morison's -glowing face, and seemed to look 
tfardngh him, and read all tiiat was in his soul. ^' I speak," 
continued the poet, ** from knowledge, and not at random : 
I have known you long $ all your thoughts, all your acts, 
vrere from a boy of a poetic order ; you loved the lonely 
shores the ruined towers, the lonesome glens, and the 
fury waterfalls. I have seen yon on the hig^ stone of 
the tottering tower of your ancestors ; I have seen you on 
the slenderest branch of the tailest tree in the fflen, berrying 
the hooded craws* nest because no other boy oared to do it, 
auod because it had robbed a thrush of her young; I have 
seen you swimming in the midnight tide of the Solway, when 
the wind howled among Siddick rocks, and tte lightning was 
kindling with its flashes ttie agitated waters from Allanbay 
to Arbi^and ; and I have seen you confounding one much 
your superior in age and in strength, because he had tyran- 
nized over the Weak and the motherless. Your genius and 
enthusiasm soon took the shape of spng ; I do not mean that 
you wrote harmonious verse to melodious tunes, and that 
the wx)rds at the ends -of the lines corresponded in look and 
soimd. No; your songft were of another stamp; in them 
there was romantic feeling, natural language, and a loftiness of 
sentiment as high above the common run of rustic verse as 
Criffel is above Drumroof. It is from knowledge, therefore, 
I entreat you to abide with us, and lift the banner of poesie 
in your native Scotland." 

^ You have spoken plainly, and I see by your looks, sin- 
cerely," replied Morison ; *' I will not deny that I once 
indulged in poetic dreams, and thought how glorious it was 
to live remembered as Bums will bi, by the melodious lips 
of beauty. But intercourse with the world has changed my 
thoughts ; a career of another kind is opened to me— not 
second to that of song, but superior to it." 

'*Ay, indeed!" Answered Bums; **attd what may this 

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eareer be> if one may ask 1 Remember that the sons of eong 
are at the head of earthborn genius." 

** AU honopr to the children of inspiration V* answered 
Morison; ^*but I hold, that he who strives to pu]l dows 
crowned tyranny, and restore freedom to mankind, attempts 
a nobler and more glorious thing, than he who writes an epic 
oir a drama." 

«• Ay, but," replied the poet, " In the recovery of freedom, 
blood will be shed like water ; in the reclamation of birth* 
right, the life, as well as liberty of others, will be- en- 
dangered ; kings and earls hold preeumptuous rank, hot th^ 
rank has descended to them, and surely we are not ta strike 
a inan's head off, because a bit of gold has happened to drop 
on it r 

Morison disengaged his arm from that of the poet, stepped 
., a step back, and said: ** If princes apd peers refttse to eee 
wliat is best for mankind, their eyes must be opeiiedf and 
since they will not yield to a gentle shake, their wakening 
must be a rough one. You wish me to rank among poets, 
my wish is to rank among patriots ; you desire me to ]K>iir 
my Sjoul out in songs, ray desire is to pour out all my energy 
in the battle of fre^Mlom agsainst tyranny ; and in that strife I 
have already felt a raptnre, wbi<^ all the ecstasy of poetic 
inspiration cannot equal ; the hour is at hand, m which I 
shall return to it.^ 

**Ala8! alas! my young friend," said Burns, '^ these are 
the dreams of a poetic imagination ; the world which you 
seek to renovate is cold, selfish, and cruel ; you will and, 
when the tyrant, with a crown on his head, has disappeared, 
that ten will start up in his place; the cunning will outwit 
yon ; the selfish will abandon yon, and the ambitions will use 
your talent to achieve their own ends : the thre^fourths of 
mankind are grovelling wretches, fit only for the curb and 
the spur: the poetic empire for me !" And he looked rap* 
turously to the sky, and strode up and down the beach^ 
kicking the shells and pebUes like chaff. 

«• Oppression subdued poetry within me," said MorisoOy 
<* and made me what I am. Yes, the time is, perhaps, not 
distant, when the proud nobles of this isle w411 have cause to 
reflect on their deeds of injustice, their pride, which wonid 
not allow them to repair, by marriage, the wrongs they had 
wrought by love, or call the unhappy offspring of their cruel 
gallantry child; the sword is whetted and the cannon are 
cast : ay, and the master-mind is in action that can accom-» 

glish it all. And why should not Bums lend a hand 1 it was 
is verse which first poured this Solway-tide of freedom into 
my soul." 

*' Because," said the poet, *' I wish not to wet a Scottish 
gowan with Scottish blood ; we have many wrongs, but we 
shall repair them by the giant force of fair and stCMly remon- 


atrance, by honest wishes, frankly and boldly expressed ; I 
seek for no foreign help in this : I would rather continue a 
slave to a Briton, than take my freedom from a foreigner, 
and I will tell you why : against the former I should hope to 
prevail by force or persuasion, the Jatter could only come 
for his own ends, and his object would be to maintain his 
system of patronage, to use a soft word, for the increase of 
his own poweir. As fw going abroad to fight for other na- 
tions like a gladiator, such a step is too humiliating for 

*' Abide where you are, then,** exclaimed Monson, ** and 
take the fate which awaits you» You despise the patriotism 
*— the laigeness of so«l — which %bt8 the battle of human 
nature on a foreign soil, and desire me to raise the banner of 
Scottish poetry. Has not the great, the rapturovs poet 
who stands before me raised that banner, aad what is the 
upshot 1 

* OwigiDg auld wives* barrels, ah<m Ibe day !' 


The patriot dies on the fiekl of battle, and with the shout of 
victory in his ear; the poet, harassed by contemptiUe 
critics, insulted by the wealthy and titled, and scorned by the 
vulgar lew, as well as the vti^r lofty, dies on the bed of 
poverty, an^id the cries of his children for bread. Nay, 
should his cpuntry, in a fever-fit of mercy, resolve to patron- 
iae poetry,.such is the taste of those in the high plapes th«t 
the undeserving will receive the honours doe to the mertto- 
rioDS. Bums is a ganger, but Pye is poet laureate. . No ! 
poetry is not for me ; 1 could not endure the insolence of 
rank, nor the jHty of critics; ratheor let me hasten back 
whence I eisime, and seek» with my eomrades in arms, to re- 
store the order dt nature, fulfil the designs of Providence,- 
and make the world one vast republic, where the highest 
gpenius fl^ell have the highest honour.^ 

The face of the poet brightened as a dark eloud when the 
sun is behind it. ** May God," he ex^imed, *^ in his mercy 
to mankind send it 1 but he must send it soon, else Bums 
.will not live to see it. Fm«w^." And suddenly separating 
himself from his companion, he sauntered along the shore, 
and was presently heard humming a Scottish air, and meas«> 
nring" out words to it — ^words amid which that sacred word 
liberty was freouently repeated. 



^ I wad gie a' my lands and rents 
1 had that lady within my stents ; 
I wad gie a* my lands and towers 
I had that lady within my bowers. 

Scottish Ballad. 

Wbilb this occurred on the seashore, Lord Roldan was 
on his wa3r to the Elfin-glen, resolved on an interview with 
Mary Morison. This was no hasty resolution; for some 
time he had been meditating how to avert the ruin which' 
seemed, fbr lack of male' heirs, to impend over his house and 
name. He considered that he was advancing in years and 
approaching the period when all the life of love is gone : 
smce the failure of his netiK>tlation with the fantastic Lady 
Vane he had relinquished tne idea of providing his estate 
with an^heir by the usual method of matrimony. He began 
to think that he had behaved unwisely and cruelly to a 
woman every w^y but his equal, and barbarously to his son. 
His pride had hitherto hindered Lord Roldan from thinking 
of Mary as his wife, but to the want of an heir,^we may add 
unsubdued love ; the rude shaking which the French revolu- 
tion had given to the settled notions of the island, as well as 
the high deeds ascribed to his son.. These and other causes 
induced him to look often towards the Elfin^len and soften 
his feelings towards its still beloved inhabitant. 
* The shealing and glen of our earUer pages had now an 
altered look : a house resembling a little rustic temple which 
Morison saw on the banks of the Rhine had replaced the 
humble shed, but the plan had been so contrived as to enclose 
as a shrine the chamber in which the mother and son had 

gassed so many solitary days. In this small room nothing 
ad been disturbed ; the schoolbooks, nay, (he playthings of 
the boy were there ; the fishing-rods which he loved to make 
and use. the cages which he had fashioned with sdme skiU 
to hold^the thrushes which it was his delight to rear, even 
his attempts at verse, ail were preserved, and to a close ob- 
server some of them might be seen marked with the tears 
which the mother had shed for the loss of her boy. All, 
around, the natural beauty of the place had been augmented 
without injuring its picturesque splendour, the road to the 
Elfin cavern was planted with flowers, the little silver spring 
in the interior was enclosed in hewn stone, and a place was 
made for her attendant maidens to sit at the entrance with- 
out exposure to sun or shower ; while Mary herself indulged 

her feelings in the intenor, nnd feed or prayed at the fell 

Let not our readers start at the change we have imiimatcd. 
It was Morison's pride and delight to enable his mother to 
appear without reproach among the proud and well dressed 
dames of Caledonia. Of silks, jewels, and money he sent 
her not a little, and intimated too, as a secret which he de^ 
eired her to keep, that he would one day surprise her with 
B visit notwithstanding the war which now separated him 
from his native land. This change did not, however, take 
place without remark. When a silken gown superseded one 
of linseywo<risey, and rings of gold with diamonds in them, 
appeared in place of those of humbler metal, ** See !" cried 
one dame to another, ^ see how ihie madam of the glen's 
grown ! Biy certie, her tumble has turned out a fortunate 
ane ! it's no every maiden that rises the mair beauteous frae 
her misfortune. There she goes rustling in her silks nae 
lesB) and wi* her diamond rings ; 

* Time for ilk;^ finger, wad twa for ilka thnmb.' 

If I thon^t sic gude fortune wad follow, I'm no sure bnt I 
should be tempted to miss a foot myself.** 

The whole envy of the vale broke out like a volcano, 
when the little cot of the Elfin-glen was cast to the ground, 
and a new and elegant structure rose in its place. The first 
cry was, ** Mary Morison's gane daft wi' the less of her 
wean, and has dung down her house.'* The second cry 
was, ** What can a* thae pedest^s and pillars mean 1 It 
canna be a kirk, for Where's the stipend to. come frae ! and 
it canna be a palace, for where's the princess to put into it f* 
But when the copestone of the whole was laid, and Mary 
was seen walking about accompanied by her maidens, there 
was a general outburst of, *'-And this is the way she takes 
to make bs forget her faults and follies ; saw ye ever sic 
pride ! a pillared haddin and two hempie hand maidens. 
Had she made it like the repentance stool there wad hae 
been sense in it ; but she has recorded her shame in lime 
and stane, and made it monumental." 

As 'Lord Roldan apprOached lights streamed firom every 
window, and figures were seen to move from room to room. 
It was the anniversary of the' day on which Mary had first 
heard from her son after his disappearance : Jeanie Rabson 
and Nanse Halberson were there, and a sort of grand inquest 
was held on the presents which Morison had sent home. 
''^I never saw sic things wi' my een !'* said the heiress of 
Howeboddoin ; *' there*8 silks of all hues, satins of all aam- 
l^les, and jewels mair than Susan Pre wore." 

*< Oh Mary^ woman !'* exclaimed Nanse, *' this MorisOn 
of thine is aoS only an honour to thee, but will be ane to the 



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wide woild. I ayd took him for a boy by ordinar, bnt wbft 
could have dreamed of this 1 And oh ! to think that he has 
nae forgot the auld witch wifo : mony a time I wished myself 
a real witch for his sake* and thihe too Mary ; but witch- 
craft couldaa hae done what he has done for himself/* 

«* Nae doabt»** replied Mary ; ** but my heart rejoices, and 
that 1 feel the kindness of God in turning « misery into an 
honour ; a black sin into a shining^ light Yet oh ! it wrings 
my heart that my bonnie boy is no nghting in the tanks of 
his ain countrymen, but is become a leader and « chief amang 
the French, who cut off kings' heads as they would the 
heads of common fowk, and have pulled down baith throne 
and altar." 

** Hout,'' said Jeanie Rabsoh, " sae long as Morison^s no 
fighting against his ain kith and kin it's little matter wha 
he's fighting against ; and if he did sae, poor fellow, I havena 
the heart to blame him, for he was sadly used. But, Mary, 
that satin gown becomes ye ; do fry on this plumed turban 
—I wonder where Morison picked it up ! He has been war- 
ring wi' the Turk, and, therefore, is nae muckie to blame. 
Now, I insist on't, ye maun try on this real cashmere shawl, 
the like oH was never seen in Glengafnock ; and 111 e'en fbL 
on this Jewel, it has a light o' its ain like the moon. Nanse 
Halberson, dinna ye think our Mary was bom to be a lady 1" 

As Jeanie Rabson uttered this a hasty step was heard in 
the entrance, the door opened, and Lord Roldan stood before 
them. The heiress of Howeboddom shook, to use her own 
simile, like the leaf oV the linn; Nanse Halberson looked on 
him as if she would have looked throifgh htm ; while Mary 
Morison stepped forward and said, ** None save the worthy 
presume to enter here : begone !" 

Lord Roldan p^azed on her for a few minutes' space ; the 
colour rose in his cheeks ; it was evident that he was equally 
amazed and delighted: the first words he uttered were, 
'* Old woman, your words are just — Mary was born to be a 
lady !" 

'*I aye said it would come to this," murmured Jeanie 
Rabson ; '* she'll be the lady of the land yet, and weel will 
she set it an' it were a princedom." 

*' Lord Roldan," said Mary with^ calm dig[nity, ^ what is 
the purpose of your visit ! This is the anniversary of my 
bairn's delivery from thraldom ; you cannot be come to share 
in our joy 1 BegSne, I say ! Heaven is merciful, else the 
very pillars of this house would fall and crush ye where ye 

'^ Mary ! — Mary Morison," fie said, with a voice as soft as 
the gentlest music, ** I come neither to insult you nor to 
share in your jojr, though, believe me, I feel it I come to 
do an act of ju8tice-*»an act of justice did I say 1 I come to 

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4A9im a right, and I am glad that there are witaeaaes to my 
worda^ aa to my actiona/' 

** Oh !*! exclaimed Mary with aome bittenieaa, " let me 
8ummon,my maidena; let me call in the people or thia wide 
vale ; a atrange thing is about to happen — Lord Roldan ia 
going to do an act oif juatice 1 We all have heard of hia 
cruelty, and aome have felt it ; but hia juatice ! that ia aonve- 
thing new." So aaying ahe aat down, motioning her two 
companions to seata. ^'GirW aaid ahe, addroaaing her 
maidens, whom curiosity or alarm had brought into the room, 
*^ be aeated : something terrible is to happen — Lord Roldan 
ia about to be just !'* 

The brow of Lord Roldan waa for a moment darkened, 
but be had an aim in coming which he had no wiah to miss 
— ^he spoke calmly. ** My house and name are of old stand- 
ing, and they are both honoured in the land y^t : we have, 
indeed, erred — nay, sinned s but our errors were rather the 
offspring of our atation than of our heart ; the accident of 
our birtn than a aettled purpose of soul. If I for many yeara 
have forborne to express feelings dear to mv heart, and let 
my bosom indulge in its own natural throbs, have I not been 
more than punished by the consuming fire v^ithin me ?*' He 
paused and looked round. 

The heiress of floweboddom said with a smile, *' If your 
lordship had spoken aye in thatmysterious way it might hae 
been better for some of the lasses o* this land : but ye hae 
come, to do a deed of justice — ^go on.*^ 

^ The thing,'' continued his lordship, ^ which my heart 
often whispers me to do was as often forbidden by a mother*a 
pride and by the vanity of high descent. Mary, have you 
forgot the hours of love and joy, and mutual vows passed in 
this fairy cottage and in the Elfin-cavern t have you forgot 
how we took the moon with all her stars, the stream with 
all its beauty, and the flowers with all their fragrance to 
witness that we were united in heart and soul V* 

*' Forgot them V said Mary in a low voice, *' that is ini<» 
possible ! the memory of those moments is branded on my 
neart ; I wish I could forget* them. When I aucceed in 
banishing them from my thoughts by day they return to me 
at night in dreams ; nay, 4he music of the burn, the melody 
of the birds, the blossoming of the hawthorn, and the fra* 
grance of the honeysuckle,, all unite in reminding me of my 
errors, and in impressing on my heart a^alm loathing for 
him who wooed long and eloquently to win a heart that he 
might rend it and trample upon it. Say on : ye hear that 
I still remember the days of my youth, and the music of 
ten thousand vows made but to be broken." 

** Yes, Mary," his lordship continued, " but I wish you to 
do more — 1 wish you to think that I am not so base a 
being. as the world deems me — I wish you to think, that 

vbile I couM not mtiuiter my love, I was under the tynlt^ 
ny of a stem mother, and custom and pride more tyrannical 
still. Mary, what is yonr opinion: can we release our- 
selves from vows and oaths, uttered before that God whose 
presence fills the universe I have wo power to absolve oor^ 
selves of sacred obligations f No ! I say we have no such 
power, unless we are , mutually agreed, and that mutual 
agreement has never bieen — can never be — ^for who would 
act sa basely to their own honour and their own heart V 

"Lord Roldan," replied Mary, "before I hear any morOf 
I shall leave you for a few minutes; there is a monitor 
whom I must consult, one to whom I had recourse wheh 
yon forsook me, and but for three friends, left desolate-^-two 
of those iViends are before you, the thiitl is an invisible one* 
but he hath ears.'*' She retired as she spoke to her little 
chamber ; kissed, and clasped to her bosom the bonnet of 
her son, together with one or two of his favourite books, 
took her head-dress .off, and allowing her locks to flow free, 
she knelt with bared knees on the cold stone, and laying her 
forehead on her palms, addressed a prayer with touahing 
earnestness to God, desiring fats help and protection in a 
conflict which she perceived near, between her duty to 
her own character and the feelings of youth, which were 
still strong within her; she again and again prayed that her 
own treacherous heart might not be allowed to shake the 
settled purpose of her soul, and that neither rank nor wealth 
— nor lingerinl^ love might prevail against truth and honour. 
6he returned to the room with a tranquil look, and resumed 
her seat, saying, ** If there is more to be said let me hear it^ 
but be brief; this evening is dedicated to thoughts of the 
absent, and I desire it may not be much further intruded 

Lord Roldan was interrupted in his answer by the en- 
trance of Nickie Neevison, who approached at a dancing 
step, cracking her thumbs and crooning the old song of 
*' wha*s that at my bower door?^' No sooner did she see 
his lordship and cast her eye on the splendid dress of Mary 
Morison, than she exclaimed, *'My certie, my sang's in season, 
and Vm in time — here's a bridal towards! ay, ay, lang- 
looked for's come at last, they're far ahin that dauma follow, 
wha wad haeth ought o' this now ? Lord ! but if Lady Win- 
nifred gat an inkling of this, she wad make a stir in her 
cerements ; it wadna be the gilty eoflin, nor yet the twa ell 
deep o* mools, that wad keep her frae bestowing a blessin|f 
on her only son, for buckling himself to ane of her menials. 
But gang on wi* yere wooing — will yere lordship let me get 
a look at the bridal ringi Poor Presbyterian Mally, th^re* 
disna want it, but yere lordship's religion canna make sicker 
wark without it ; and I wad counsel ye, Mary, woman, to seo 
that all is right and tight: his lordship is a souple ane.** 


The rattlini; talk of Nickte was a relief to all present ; but 
to none more than to Lord Roldan himself: he felt that she 
-had touched on one or two points, . which be had hardly 
dared to haye done himself without some circumlocutiooy 
and was even thankful, though some of her random words 
save great pain. There ensued a pause* which none seemed 
disposed to interrupt — Nickie, however, was at no loss. *' I 
maun learn my paes and my ques now/* she continued, ^ ere 
I approach the Elfin palace, as I aye ca* this homestead ; I 
maun learn to tfinge and to beck, and say how^s a* wi' my 
lady, and will yere ladyship allow me to say that your lady- 
ship's head-gear is awry, and yere cockemonie dung a wee 
ajee. And wherefore no beghi now ? ye set yere new silks 
aiid yere 'coming honours weel, my lady ; some folks say ye 
are born to be ane ; but if ye are ane, iCs nae matter whether 
ye were born tiilH or no, and it's mair creditable that ye wan 
it by yere ain good looks. But what sif;nifies being a lady, 
I wadna wonder if Morison— our Morison I aye ca' him, 
made ye a princess." Nickie now imagined she Lad said 
enough to entitle her to a seat, which she assumed accord- 
ingly, regardless of the discouraging glances of the heiress 
of Howeboddom, and the forbidding looks of Nanse H^-^ 
berson. Mary Morison had, indeed, no desire that she 
should go away ; Nickie was never in any haste to begone 
from any fireside of the vale; this was not unknown to 
Nanse, who set about to obtain by stratagem what she could 
not accomphsh by persuasion. 

Now our readers must understand, that honest Nickie, 
thoQgh an outspoken person, with a tongue which s|)ared no 
one either in aflection or anger, lived nevertheless m a sort 
of acknowledged dread of Nanse, whose power over standing 
com, milch cows, and verse, as well as over man and woman» 
she never for . a moment dolibted ; on this the other relief, 
and spoke accordingly : ** On this night, the moon will be id 
her place of power, and I bae a darg to do, that bands canna 
perform for m». But the place in whilk it maun be wrought 
lies distant, and I maun find some fleteer medium than my 
ain feet for carrying me.*' 

^ Wherefore no," said Jeanie Rabson, ** take honest bau- 
dron's there, winking at the fireside, or gang and pou yeniel 
a bonnie ragwort, and cry up horsie and mount ! But will 
ye tell me, Nanse, does the auld tryste still baud gude 
atween his dark reverence and the witches on Locherbrigg 


**Oh, atweel, it hands gude," replied the other; ''I hae 
seen, on a Hallow/mass eve, the midnight air, as fou o' war- 
locks and witches as ever ye saw it fou o' wild geese. An' 
ye put a rowan tree owre yere brow, Tse let ye see me 
mounting nigh^the stams this very night, ay, and yese ken 
the fillv I ride' on." As she uttered these last words, she 
•^ C3 


I watered with my tears, the trees which she loved to sit 
beneath I coiAit^d as things holy, and her very shadow as 
she passed. to and fro within her cottage window sent a throb 
to my heart, such as highborn beauty never commanded. 
Nay, 1 have glided like a spectre to her door and blessed her 
when I heard her voice calmly lifted up in prayer ; she prayed 
for her son, she prayed to be strengthened, und oh ! had she 
but prayed for me, my pride, my vanity might have been 
subdued, and happiness had flown back to me on the wings 
of love." 

" My lord ! my lord !** exclaimed Mary, not a little moved 
at this touching appeal, ''you but waste your words and 
throw away your time. When you broke your vows, when 
you neglected even to own your son, when you left me to 
meet the scorn of the world, and harder still, its pity, how 
does your lordship think I fitted myself to endure such im- - 
measurable suflfering 1 I threw myself on my knees, I held 
up my hands, for I dared not hold my head to heaven, and I 
entered intoa covenant with the Most High, that my future 
life should be dedicated to purity and religion, that to man 
with all his eloquence I should no more fisten. It is vain, 
therefore, my lorn, that you come at the eleventh hour ; the 
time is past ; the rocks of the Elfin-glen will start from their 
places and clioke up that bum before I change my roind." 

Jeanie looked first at Lord Roldan and then at Mary, and 
wondered how all this was to end. 

** Mary," said he, '* your anger was just, but you are not 
just to me when you say you were utterly neglected.'* 

She rose suddenly, strode over the floor till within arm^s 
length of him, and exclaimed, '* False lord ! will you dare to 
tax me with injustice f Did you not basely retract your 
vows ! Did you not basely obtain your own written words re- 
cording us husband and wife 1 Where are they now, my lord % 
And did you not basely and inhumanly cause my beloved boy to 
be taken as a slave to a foreign land iest he should grow up 
and call you to account for your villany to his mother 1 How 
dare you tax me with injustice !'* 

Lord Roldan, to the astonishment of allpresent, maintained 
his equanimity of temper : he seemed to have made up his 
Qiind for every emergency. " Did I own myself guilty of alL 
you sav, what then?'* be answered. ** According to your 
own acknowledgment, they were the errors of a husband-t- 
of a husband who now comes to ask forgiveness of his wife. 
Surely, Mary, you cannot imagine that my follies have dis- 
solved, like ice in the sun, the willing chains in which we 
bound ourselves. We were husband and wife ; there was a 
written record of it signed with the names of Lord Roldan 
and Mary Morison. It can be found — enr, and thou^ the 
journey is far and dangerous, it shall be found. Mary, look 
on me; say ^at you are my wife, and come and rule and 

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reign a lady where there have been many more highly born, 
but none so lovely and so if orthy." 

Jeanie Rabson sprang up, and hastily Inying her hand on 
Mary's , mouth, proceeded with many a sob to remon- 
strate, ^ You shall not say no till ye are mair yeresel — ^till 
ye have had leisure for consideration. Oh, Mary !*' she whi»« 
pered, ** ask yere ain heart, and attend to its throbs ; it is a 
, dumb bdt a true counsellor. Here you will be made at ance 
an honest woman and a lady of rank ; and what is mair nor 
a', our ain blessed Morison will be hae langer the basebom 
brat that this canld remorseless warld ca^d him.** 

^ Jeanie,^' said Mary, in her usual tone of voice, *' ye have 
urged in three words all that can be urged. ' With regard to 
myself, I receive this oflfer as a proof that I have as a woman 
and a mother comported' myself in a way which Lord Rol- 
S3n thinks worthily of; it is a testimony in my favour; bat 
I refuse this ofier, though it promises to cleanse the stain 
from my name, and raise me to a place of honour, because I 
'was cast away and'rejected ; the reed on which I leaned was 
treaclierously snapped in twain ; the vows on which my sim- 
f^icity relied were broken ail at once ; and — ^ 

Lord Roldan here seized her hand, and tried to retain it, 
but iriie wrung it from him by a sudden effort, and seating 
herself, waved him to be gone. ** No,*' he said, '* I shall not 
go ; I depart not till I have regained what 1 have lost ; till that 
love for me revives within you, which once gave music to 
your speech and light to your eyes, and was to you as an in- 
spiration. I have offered yoii. rank — will you tell me that 
you love not such distinction, when I know that you desire 
to be placed among the proudest dames of the vale, and 
when I see you attired like a lady, as if it were in anticipa- 
tion of it ? I have offere4 you that honoured seat in the 
halls of Roldan which even princesses have been proud to 
obtain^; and will you tell me that you love not that which 
ta&es away the reproach from you, and makes you a com* 
panion jar the haughtiest in the peerage T* 

*^ Alas ! my Lord Roldan/' said 'Mary, ** you are seeking to 
set up a poor broken heart as an idol for wbrsliip ; you are 
seeking to deck a corse with bridal flowers. $hall I tell you 
ain When yon broke through all your vows, and deserted 
me, I sat stupified and nK>tionless, for I coidd not believe 
such evil of you ; but the moment the reality flashed upon 
me, my heart gave one leap, and then lay still ; but from 
that one leap it has never recovered. No, my lord, go home 
and kneel down, and seek the God of your fathers in prayer. 
Ay, pray, my lord; wrestle with your Maker: let the tears 
flow ; dry them not. On your brow the finger of death has 
already set the sign ; over mine, too, that finger has passed ; 
our bridal gannents are those of the grave ; our waiting 



maidens are skeletons — and the sheets 'neath which we win 
repose are grass-green, and embroidered with gowans." 

Lord Roldan passed, his hand over his eyes; the tears 
dropped fast through between his fingers. '* Mary," he said, 
** why should dreams of happiness be but a veil to the grave ? 
We are yet yt)ung, and if I desire to live, it is as much to have 
Uie doulHe benefit of true repentance and your sweet com* 
pany, as for the sake of life itself. Your imaginings arise • 
from your lonehness. Bethink you how much otherwise H, 
will be when you mingle with the other titled ones of the* 
isle ; how agreeable the sound will be of welcomings from 
loysd lips, and how joyful the sight when your son, already 
honoured in a foreign land, obtains increase of honour in his 
own. Oome, give me your hand, and there shall be such 
rejoicings in my halls and thine as have not been since Bruce 
feasted there after the day of Bannockburn.'^ 

** If she can resist this,'' whispered Jeanie to Nanse, ** she's 
either mair than woman or l^ss ; for woman, weel I wat, she 

^ All this," replied Mary, with much composure, ** conies 
too late. How Coifid I hold Up my head among the far- 
descended matrons of the land with my load of shame upon 
me % ' The purest and the loveliest of my condition in soci- 
ety would have to endure, in such an elevation, the sneers, 
the scorn, and the frozen looks of her sister worms. And oh ! 
twenty years ago I had prepared myself to endure them, but 
the tnai was not to bO'^-and assuredly Mary Morison shall 
not tempt it« No : Roldan, I forgive you ; I have long for- 
given you for the misery you have caused ; but, in forgiving 
you, I dismissed all thoughts of you other than as a man 
worthy of being utterly forgotten. So begone ! therefore 
tempt me no more. My resolution has been long taken." 

Lord Roldan paced from side to side of the chamber in 
great agitation ; he now looked at Mary, who sat as com- 
posed as a statue and as white as marble ; he then glanced 
at Jeanie, who was evidently embarrassed. To her the pro- 

S^sal was unlooked-for, and the refusal equally unexpected, 
e then looked out on the night, as if hoping to see some 
sign in the heavens above, or to hear some sound from the 
earth beneath, to encourage him, paused, and seemed making 
up his mind for a fidal effort. 

*' Mary," said Jeanie Rabson, <* will ye not allow htm the ben- 
efit of repentance 1 The man that wranged ye offers to right 
ye ; he has come, indeed, at the eleventh hour ; but an' he 
be sent by God, I see na how ye may resist his will without 
the sin of presumption. Indeed, I think ye are o'er, stiff and 
self-confident, Mary ; it will not lessen yere hopes in heaven 
to be made an honest woman on earth. And though it may 
bring but small increase of happiness to your bosom, why 
refuse to bring peace to the bosom of a fellow-creature, wha 

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sues for it as if he were pleading for final mercy, and wImi, 
erroneous as his conduct has been, always lored yon ?" 

<* And are you joined against me too, Jeanie Y^ she an- 
swered ; '' I expected not this, He has always loved roe, 
you say. No I he loves his own pride and his far-descended 
house far better, and is come to persuade me to commit an« 
other act of folly that hip name may rematii in the land.**" 

He snatched her band, and kept it by main force. ** I ask 
but justice, since I am not to have mercy. We are mar- 
ried. Oh, say but that word ! you eannot deny it ; you are 
silent. 'You are, then, lady of ny kaUa, and your son and 
mine is the master of Roldan." 

She ros3 from her seat, disengaged her hand from his-graap, 
and saidf ** When you gave away, with a laugh at my cre- 
dulity — or when you destroyed, with a smile at my doped 
vanity — the written record of our vows, theiit niy lord, you 
threw away all claim of. your own* Where is it 1 till I see 
it my name is Mary M orison. I am not your wife ; my son 
is not the master of Bol4an : he is what the cruelty of his 
father made himr-a — why should I hesitate to use a word my 
poor boy was doomed so long to endure ? — a bastard !" 

Shf seemed ready to sink as she uttered this ; but Morison 
suddenly came in, and clasping her in his arms, exclaimed, 
** My noble another, I am your bastard boy still 1" 


Some tre born great : some achieve greatness, and some have greatness 
thjusjt upon them.— 'Sbakspeabb. 

For a minute's space Mary seemed dead; her colour 
returned, her eyes opened, and throwing her arms round 
Morison's neck and flooding his bosom with tears, she sobbed, 
"My son, my son, my blessed son!" she then held him at 
arms* length and gazed him o*er and o'er. '* Oh I my baim, . 
God has ^en kind to yonl is it not wonderful that as ye are 
now, so did you come to me in dreams, taller, stronger, 
manher than when you were torn from me on that unhappy 

Joanie Rabson had now her arm TOtmd his neck, *' And 
have ye forgot me, Morison 1" she said with a brightening 
eye : ''^mony a time, lad, have I nursed ye on my knee and 
platted ye swords of rushes ; httle did I think ye wad take to 
a sword of steel ; but who can resist theit fatet" 

Mpriaon saluted the heiress of Howeboddom with much 
affection, and then said,. '* Ha ! my auld witch-wife, Nanse ! 


many a time in the heat of battle have I chanted your old 
baliads and fought the better for it." 

*f Oh Morison^ man !" exclaimed Nanse, ** bat I am glad to 
aee ye, and to hear that ye remembered the auld witch-wife 
and her fighting ballads. Speak to me this Way, now did ye 
ever chant the ballad about ane o' yere ain ancestors, a. 
lord of Roldan who carried away May Masgrove frae Allan- 
bay T 

*< No," said Morison with a darkening brow ; " what the 
lords of Boldan have, done I have striven to forget." As 
he aaid this he turned round and confronted Lord Roldan : 
both seemed anxious to speak, but neither seemed willing to 
begin. .. 

Another actor suddenly entered upon the scene ; this was 
Dominie Milligan. '* Ah, lad !" cried he, embracing Morison, 
*' I got a glance o* ye as I was pondering on my great work 
called * Man and Machinery,* and I tarried only to commit the 
idea with which I was then burdened to paper before I hur- 
ried after. Had ye been a son of my ain I couldna hae 
mourned yere departure mair, or rejoiced mair at yere re- 
turn. So, have ye come to set up yere staff and abide amang 
us ? I have acquired much since I saw you that I long to 
communicate; for, of a verity, of all the youth that studied 
under me, thou wert the quickest and Hptest." 

As the dominie was unloosing his hands, the arms of 
Nickie Neevison replaced them. " Love for thee, ladt" she 
cried, ** has mastered fear : what care I for the starkest witch 
in a' Glengarnock — ^and there she sits — when J see you. 
Haith ! but I was in an unco penushion, expecting, nae less 
than to be tr^sfornied into a brown filly and ridden post to 
the moon, and was e'en muttering a bit prayer, when I saw 
a shape gae by that saw nae me. I kenned the air of thee, 
Morison, amang a million, and I called out, but sae I might, ye 
ware nae to be stopped. But, bless the lad, how he's grown ! 
and what braw things are these that I see glance beneath yere 
cloak 1 they hurt my arms, and Til warrant them made* of 
beaten gpwd and precious stanes." 

Morison disengaged himself with much gentleness from 
the embrace of Nickie, and walking up to Lord Roldan, said, 
''What is your pleasure 1 Your presence distresses my 
mother, and I must request you to withdraw." 

" I came," said Lord' Roldan, " with the hope of giving 
pleasure instead of inflicting pain : alas ! I feel I have been 
the occasion of much sorrow, and I am anxious to heal, as far 
as they can be healed, the injuries which I have inflicted. 
The offence offered to yourself I can explain or extenuate : 
I conjure you to help me in overcoming the scruples of your 
mother, and enable me to welcome her as the lady of my 
halls, and you as my true heir." 

Morison replied, '* I must hear what my mother says to 

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this, and, peihape, you will not think us unreasonable if we 
desire fewer witnesses. I hare made up my own mind, 
indeed, bat I wish my beloved mother to weigh the offer 
mature^, and not either to refuse or accept a proposal 
without consideration, on wliich so much depends.** 

** Consideration, my child !'* exclaimed Mary, '* what con* 
sideration is ireqntred in a question so plain t No.honest, no 
pious mind can hesitate for a moment ; if I have any doubts, 
they are all on thy account ; for me, may no change but that 
which death brings happen through my weakness; it is 
enough to have been weak once." 

Lord Roldan turned to his son, and said, " I cannot but look 
on your coming as fortunate — ^nay, protidential — you will, I 
hope, be intercessor for me, and persuade one whom I have 
ever loved to do herself an act of Justice.'* 

** Speak yet more plainly," said Morison ; '* what mean yon 
by an act-of justice ? that is something unusual : I remember 
bat too well my visit to Roldan Castle, and the justice which 
1 met with," 

" What you came to seek I now come to offer,'* answered 
Lord Roldan ; ** nor ileed I tell you that my heart will then 
be at peace, my slumbers sound, and you will take your place, 
due by birthright, among the highest of the land.** 

" How Rinch I covet, or how mucfa I despise the rank to 
which you allude," was the reply, •• will soon be shown, when 
I know what my beloved mother thinks of this proposal ; 
how little it could be foreseen, it is needless to say.*' 

^* Oh, my son !" replied Mary, ** I live but for thee ; through 
thee I breathe ; through thee this life, blighted as it has been, 
became endurable, and if I thought that what Lord Roldan 
asks would be acceptable to thee, I know not what mj love 
for thee might tempt me to do : for my own part I desire no 
change: I have lived down the coldness and scorn of the 
world, and were I to become lady of Roldan to-morrow, the 
errors of my youth would be remembered anew.** 

"Mother, mother !'* interrupted her son, "you committed 
no error, save giving what you could not refuse — credence 
to a man's oath and honour ! But a crime was committed 
against you, when vows and oaths were left unredeemed ; 
a second crime was committed against you, when the prayers 
of your son were scorned- and disregarded, and he was com- 
pelled, in the bitterness of his heart, to call himself an or- 
phan boy, who knew no parent but one." 

"Na, but Morison,'* said Jeanie Rabson, "ye are gaun 
clean demented now; ye dinna ken what yere' doing — ye< 
are refusfaig, as fast as ye can, the lordship of Roldan, and 
encouraging rour mother to die with the stain on her name ' 
/and on your birth, instead of placing hersel* at the head of 
a' the ladies of Olengamock. 1 wonder what the lad wad be 




** My son r ezclaimed M^ry, proudly* " yon Irat do nie jus- 
tice ; I was content to brave the world with my bastard boy 
in my arms, and though many a stound went to. my heart 
about it, I rejoiced to see, when ye grew up in mind amd body 
to my hopes, that the public feeling was softening towards 
me. I have been denied the honours of wife till I cannot en- 
joy them, and all that I desire is to die Bfary, the mother 
of Morison Roldan ! *' 

She looked calmly and loftily as she uttered these words; 
Morison fell on his knees, and clasping (er's, exclaimed : — 
** My own, my glorious mother ! now I am happy ; now all 
cause of dread is gone ; for I must not conceal that I fore- 
saw rspentance or remorse would coqie to the heart which 
wronged yon, and I was afraid that your atfecti$m for me 
might induce you to forget the deep, the indelfible insult we 
have* both sustained from him— Ami, whom 1 hare rowed 
nerer to name, nor to look at with other eyes than those of 
frozen scorn. Oh ! my mother, there bare been statues raised 
to matrons less worthy than thou, and as I lire I swear, that 
one of thee shall be put in a proud place, sculptured with 
the sentiment which dignifies your looks eren now, and on 
the pedestal shall be engrared, * Mary, the mother of Mori- 
son Roldan!'" 

*' Did erer onybody hear the like o* that V said Jeanie 
Rabson, ** we are a* gaun mad the gither ; here's a country 
dame refuses to be a lady, and her son declares he will put 
up a statue to her honour. Morison, my bairn, this is wanr 
than aught I erer heard of ye — refusing to be heir of Howe- 
boddom was a joke till't !" 

*' Now, by the hearens above !'' exclaimed Morison, pa^ 
cing the apartment, '* I am prouder to be the bastard boy of 
poor Mary Morison — ^as 1 hare often heard myself called^- 
whom no father would own^ than if I had been heir to all Gal-- 
lo way. It shall nerer be said of me, that I might be thankful 
my father was bom before me ; what I owe to fortune and 
to God, I shall owe on my own account ; the time is come 
when the natural rights of man will triumph alike orer the 
blind dotage of priestcraft and tyrannic and exclusire priri- 
leges of those who call themseires the nobly-born and the 

^' Weel,** cried Jeanie Rabson, ^ ye surprise me — wha wad 
hae thought that this was in ye ! weafy fa' them that sent 
my bonnie bairn abroad ; he went awa}^ wise and he's come 
hame mad. He just talks as they talk m' France, and we a* 
ken where that leads to." 

Lord Roldan had once or twice, during this conrersation, 
taken a step towards the door, as if resolved to depart $ he 
saw that it was in rain, at present, to press his offer further, 
and while he made up his mind to watch his time and take 
advantage of circumstances, he wished to become acquainted 


more fully with his son's seniimtfits 'coDcerning^ the chang- 
ing condition of society, and what his notions were on the 
great question of human freedom, which was now affitatinir 

♦* young man," he said, "since I am not to call you son— 
before your temples are as white as mine, you will see suf- 
licient cause to lament your admiration of liberty and equal- 
ity ; the world is too corrupt, too profligate, and too selfish to 
permit for an hour a pure republic to be estabtished." 

Morison answiered scornfully, " This person has had his an- 
swer, and jFet will not begone; nay, the refusal of his offer 
has affected Jiim so little, that he proposes to read the law of 
princes and lordlings in the matter of republics. It is perhaps 
enough to say that in the kingly government his majestp|r 
and his nobles divide ther patronage of the land among them, 
and if a persoti humbly born, let his qualities be ever so god- 
like, jdesires that station to whieh his talents entitle him, 
he will be rudely repulsed and left to starve ; in a republican 
government, all the genius which the nation produces is 
brought into action ; humility of birth can be no obstacle 
where all are born equal. As for the profligate, there is 
the law to restraih them — there is the scorn of their fellow ' 
citizens to check them; and there i* tiie axe or the halter 
to remove them.** 

" What a capital minister he wad hae made,*' said Jeanie 
Rabson to Nanse ; ^* what words — what words— ^I wonder 
where he finds them ! wo be to the accident which turned his 
steps frae the pulpit. Dominie, he wad hae been great on - 
the pomegranate." 

" Oh Jeanie !*' groaned the dlnninie, •* I wonder ye can 
think of that even now — but whisht,^ my lord's ahout to 

"Yes, young man, the halter and the axe," replied Lord 
Roldan with something of a sneer, *^ have preached strongly 
in the cause of liberty and equality in France : there the no- 
blest blood has been spilt like water ; the law obeyed yester- 
day is ordered to be broken to-day, while what is honourable 
to-day will be dishonourable to-morrow. All is yeasty and 
unsettled, the most plausible talker will rule lor a time, till a 
man of courage and action comes in and settles the principles 
of government — with a sword." 

**And;would not even that be better than a system of sla- 
yfety r exclaimed Morison ; " I cannot see one man walking 
in livery behind anothejr man without a shudder for the image 
of my 1!^ aker ; wheresoever we go in this land are we not 
overawed by an aristocracy of wealth as well as rank 1 Are 
we not liable to be galloped over on the highway and ridden 
down in the streets by some, titled tyrant swollen with inso- 
lence and wine ? this has been too long endured, and must 
come to an end*" ' 

66 lOfttf ItOlDA^. 

^You will but have an flcchange of tyrants by the refoffflr 
-which you propose," replied LordRoldany " nor will yon find 
the change of such easy fulfilment as you seem to imagine^ 
The noblemen and^^entlemen of Britain have never been the 
oppressors of the people, but thei)' friendSf nay, their breth- 
ten, and when the day of trial comes, it w^l be found that we 
will not fiy like Startled deer into far lands — ^we will stand by 
our order and live or die independent T' He looked up proud- 
ly when he said this, and strode over the fiooras if it had 
been the field on which he had resolved to abide battle for 
the rights of his rank. 

" Would it not be better and nobler," said Morison, ** for 
the gentlemen and lords of the land to unite with their breth* 
ren hand in hand to restore man to his lost dignity ? I mar' 
vel that some earls and lords are not ashamed to bear hon- 
ours upon them which they neither won nor yet deserve ; 
what merit is there in having squandered money at a horse 
race, lost a farm at a main of cocks, staked a fair estate on a 
cast of the dice, got rid of a half-year's rent in a gift to some 
squalling Italian, whom he is tok! sings well, or, more crimi- 
nal still, sinking his sotd, and corrupting his body in vulgar 
debauchery, and breaking deep vows and deeper oaths to some 
innocent victim, whom he found it pleasant to beguile-^what 
merit is there in all this ? yet such is the merit of many of 
. our nobles : I speak because I know it !" He looked Lord 
Roldan stenily in the face as he uttered this, and seemed to 
say with his eyes— Can you deny it ? 

" Morison, Morison !" said Jeanie Rabson, •' be calm, and 
use raair measured language; give honour where honour is 
due, he is baith the Lord of Roldan and your father !'• 

" Weel said, Jeanie, woman!" muttered the dominie, "if 
we allow rank to be snooled, what will become of my sway, 
a baim sax year auld will clean o'ergang me." 

The dark eyes of Morison flashed a keener Hght than usual ; 
he replied almost fiercely, « I have never yet seen, though I 
have heard of a Lord of Roldan, to whom I could, without 
abasement, do honour, and as for a father, I have none: he 
departed in the dreams of my boyhood. I am without a fa- 
therj-such a mother as this is enough for mA. But what 
. need is there for all this talk ; here am I come from a far land, 
and not without difficulty and danger, to see my beloved mo- 
I«^' M *® • o»« clasp of her arms, one kind kiss of her lips, 
and a Uessinflr often given, and always coveted. I wish to^ 

S?* W^l.l,''/!***'' "ir '^'i'f * •"«' kenned ance what I Iwn 
S,^iti ^•»»«>ld iM'^e allowed ye to find the way throuirh th« 
world alone J ye needna look at me, Jeanie Ritaon^naVno? 
Mary Morwon neither ; did 1 no seek to mend tlwmiu^rt o' 



that ill-deedy get there ? Can he deny that I didna caff him 
and ca' him bastard for clodding stanes at the gude wif^ of 
Hoaghmagandie'8 hens? did I no ance hound all the collies 
of Drumachrene after him for setting up his crest to me 
about our gibcat T My eertie, he ought to remember me : 
rse bide here na^ langer since I'm no welcome; and trouth. 
Lord Roldan, I wad e'en advise ye — since ye canna get mini 
cing Mallie there — e'en to take me ; 1 am, maybe no so weel 
put on, but I am nearly as weel faured, and far better .tem- 
pered." Lord Roldan smiled» and seemed disposed to ac- 
company Nickie, who moved her feet to deputy yet was 
reluctant to go. 

While this was going on in the Elfin-glen, a drama of an- 
other kind was enacting in no distant quarter. 

Hugh Heddles, Esq., of the firm of Heddle8,Treddles,Warp, 
Waft, and Company, hastened, and that with an anxious heart* 
to the lonely public-house which bore the sign of the Crowned 
Hammer, intimating that it was kept by a son of Vulcan, who^ 
aware of the spark in his own throat, was desirous <$f quench- 
ing tkat in the throats of others. At the door he was en- 
countered by no less a personage than Davie Gellock himself, 
who, following Morison from France, was now on his way to 
him with a message which admitted of no delay. 

*' A fair evening to you, sir," said Hugh ; •* are yon the 
skipper of the Cormorant 1" 
*' And what an I were T' replied Davie. 
*' Oh ! in that case," said the other, *^ I should desire a lit- 
tle private talk with you on two points.'' 

"Weel," answered Davie, "there canna be a better bit 
than under this holiin tree — say awa." 

Hugh looked east, and Hugh looked west, and Hugh looked 
norths and Hugh looked south. *^ I'm no misdoubting you, 
sir, but it wadna be thought creditable o' me, that's a great 
master manufacturer, were I seen bargaining for Flanders 
lace and a keg Qf brandy — it wadna be reckoned genteel.'* 

^ Oh I pitch your fears to the devil, or into five fathom of 
water,*' said the redoubted Davie, ♦*all's one for that — all 
are dealers in the article here, from Lord Roldan himself 
down to Dan Deemster the bedral." 

" Now, skipper, will ye just satisfy my curiosity on on« 
point," said Hugh; ** ye are acquainted with what's transact- 
ing in foreign parts^ and have a gaye good guess of wha has 
and will hold the upper hand — will ye tell me, have ye heard 
of one Morison Roldan in any of the French ports ; word 
rins here that ^e's become a great man, and is hand and glove 
with the chief rulers 1" 

"Rumour," said Davie, " though a lady much given to ly- 
ing, is right in that : Morison is grown a great man, a leader 
and a chief in the army, nae less ; but is that to be wondered 
at 1 call ye that a marvel V 


•* No, not wholly a marrel," aaid Hugh, " for the lad was 
apt in ciphers, and though addicted to verse and other follies, 
and a lover of loose coaipany, he had some gumption in him, 
and then, when the pot boils, ye ken, the scum will float." 

'* Jl'sweel for ye," replied Davie, "that Moriaon Roldan 
is out of ear shot, else he might give ye a touch of cauld steel 
for that same simile of the scum* But how could he miss 
to rise 1 h^w could he avoid ascending 1 Can ye hinder the 
lily to shoot up when the sun shines in spring? Morison 
had ane at his right hand to help him on— to guide, to direct, 
to clap him on the hack anid say, Morison^ do this, and Mori- 
son, do that.'' 

" An wha might that be?" said the other; *' he coidd find 
no such monitor in this land, save the sackless bodie, Do- 
minie Miligan ; he never took up wi' ane here could help him 
to aught but into a mischief 

"And yet," said the intre^Md Davie, "his monitor, as ye 
ca't, is of this land, a kindly countryman of his own ; no be- 
got by a lord and nursed in an embroidered lap, but the son 
of poor and honest folk — even ane that showed genius in 
many things, though little ski iLin reading, writing, and arith* 
metic ; have ye ever heard of Mr. David Gellock ?" 

" What the deil*s Davie, as we ^ye caM him ]" exclaimed 
the manufacturer, "yere surely dreaming, friend I that boy 
was as fu' of mischief as an egg's fu' o' meat : a dour, mis- 
leared neer-do-weel, dull in the class* and gude {or naught 
but turnmg me^l into muck*" 

" It cannot be the same Mr. David Gellock,*^ said the true 
one, stoutly : " he who directs, through his friend Morison, the 
destinies of France, ia gleg o' the ee, sharp of the uptauk ; 
and they would need to rise before daylight, that isought to 
get ahint him." 

" The Davie that I kenned," exclainied Hugh, " was gleg 
of the ee, for he coveted mair nor his ain ; he,was sharp, too» 
of the uptauk, for he aye kenned when the aumrie-door wasna 
weel steeked ; and as for nae ane getting ahint him, well I 
wot he.ance gpt ahint me — a gay e gleg trick — and thrust 
cripple Crummie's crutch into my weaving machine, and 
spoiled mair gude yarn than the neck o' him was worth, i 
wish I had him by the neek now." 

" Aweel,** said Davie^ in no gladsome mood, " the French 
have discovered what ye hadna the sense to see ; the David 
whilk I spake of is no Other than the deil's Davie, and as 
I'm gaun owre the water, I'se e'en tell him how weel he^s 
remembered in his ain vale. Dod, the machinery of Red- 
dles, Treddles, Warp, Waft, and Company will smoke for it, 
IJalouse I" 

V •* Weel, weel," replied the manufacturer, « we'se bide the 
brunt ; he wad hae a small soul that would dread dirty Davie ; 
but, skipper—" 


•* rm nae skipper r exdaimed the indignant Davie, « and 
there's my hand on't." So sayinff, he bestowed a slap with 
the palm of his hand on the cheeK of the other, and walked 
off: the blow was given with such right good will, that Hugh 
spun thrice round, holdiag up both hsada to his face, and 
cowering almost to the ground through excess of pain. 
When he looked up the pretended skipper had disappeared ; 
Hugh soothed his pains under the Crowned Hanunei^ with 
an outward and inward application of brandy. 

The "next person encountered by David was a softer cus- 
tomer — the heiress of the Fourmerkland. She knew him at 
once, and thus accosted him : *♦ What, Davie ! and baa the 
sea refused ve after having swallowed up the swine possessed 
with Satan ? IVs grown dainty o' the stomach of late ; but 
there's nae doubt it was oidained ye were to die in the air 
and no in the water.** 

•* Ay, woman, and is this you!" said Davie ; « I thought 
ye wad hae been dead o' hunger, frae downright dread o' 
eating what ye could sell for a groat. I hae been abroad, 
woman, ~and hae learned ways o' saving such as never found 
the way into your noddle ! an' I had time I wad leara ye 
how to render the wool that grows as coarse as rushes as 
sait as ^ilk, and the ewe^nilk cheese, which aavouiB o' the 
bughtSy as fragrant as Parmesan.** 

« It's wed kenned, Davie," replied the heiress, ** that your 
tongue and truth were never sworn acquaintances; but 
never a word of Morison a' this time!** 

" Morison," inquired Davie, ^ Morison ! ye mann find a 
prouder name for him, lass, than Morison. He's chief of a di« 
vision, and will be a king afore its lang; there'll be a grand get* 
ting up in the warld soon. I'll grow into something myseL'* 

The heiress paused, and said in a softer and more agree* 
able tone, " Weel, David, I am leally glad to see you, and 
to hear that Morison has become a chief of a divison, as ye 
calls it. Is't a division of a country, or what is*t !** 

** A. comitry,** cried Davie, •* that's a gude thought, I'll tell 
Morison ! But yemay ca*t a division of a country if ye like, 
for it will lead to the division of kingdoms. A division is 

mey '11 ap'i ; we it inio iiaiy ana oerry uie pope : on i miibue, 
woman, there will be sic heavy silver saunts^ massive gold 
Madonnas, aiid sic bracelets of diamonds* I expect a wag* 
on load for my ain hand.*' 

** And rea}ly, David, now," said the heiress, '* is this a true 
matter, are ye no sklegging, think ye ?" 

** 'Deedf" said the other, *^ it's scarcely possible to tell a 
lie about it, the whole looks sae romantic, as they ca't. I 
have been in a country where there's nae other fowk but men 
and women ; nae kings nor earls ; this was just the land for 


U8 ; ve could as weel keep the sun frae shining as Morison 
frae distinguishing himself. I teU ye that even I am as great a 
man amaist as Lord Roldan himself; sae guess ye Morison s 
height frae mine." And Davie drew himself proudly up, gave 
his cloak a martial cast, and took three or four steps from 
the heiress and slowly returned. ,, j ^ 

" Weel, David, ye maun come up to the Fourmerkland and 
see us," said Mattie, " we're no chiefs of division, but we keep 
feal warm house and hae something baith m the pot and in 
the pan. I want to hear mair o' Morison's fortunes and 
yours ; ye ken there was ance a sough that he was to be 
laiid of the Fourmerkland." 

** Oh, ay," replied the veracious Davie, " there was sic a 
sough ance, but it will never be again, I jalouse." 
• *' Wheref<»e no, Davie, lad, wherefore no, tell me thatV 

** Because," said Davie, " ye pit owre little butter into yere 
herd's brose, and owre little meal into the supper water : 
Morison's just liberality itself, and winna wed wi' a pinch 

the pan." ,.,,,. 

♦* All that can be mended, lad," replied the heiress, " a 
wilfu' waste makes a wofu'^want ; twa littles make a raickle ; 
a pin i' the day's a groat in the year ; a wasting ban' makes 
an empty pan ; we shall mend thei^ matters, David, and find 
a cannie bield for you, too, lad," 

*« My certie, but yere asohemer!" exclaimed Davie; « but 
Morison's no the lad to be caught wi' chaiF. Laird of Four- 
merkland I Od, what* wad you think were he to be king of 
Italy ; we hae naught to do but conquer it. Kings' crowns 
will be as plenty as nuts in the Newlands linn. I canna tell 
ye what he will do, for his mind's nearer the moon than 
mine : but he may have a lass wi' a county for a dowry when 
he likes : the dames of France, though a wee thought brown, 
fa' in love only wi' men o' talent. I hae been all but married 
anoe or t^vice mysel." 

** Who could have thought of this !" murmured the heiress 
to herself^ ** 1 was rash in treating him sae roughly, and 
foolish in no receiving him to-night with kindness and re- 
spect. I think I baud a hank owre him yet though ; I maun 
lay mysel out for him ; I'm just the sort of wife that a man 
o' his frankness of hand requires, he wad gie awa the wealth 
of a parish. But, Davie, now," she said Soud, " is Morisoa 
as willing to be merry amang the lasses as he used to be ? 
does he tak them by the hand, and sit down beside them, and 
speak wi' sic a warm breath in their lug, that he spoils their 
haifet curls t Ah, he was a joyous lad as ever was true to a 
tryste ; ane could scarce keep their feet wi' him, he said sic 
dazzling thin^. J mind ae night — a simmer nisht — the 
moon was sitting on the hill-top, just wishing us gude e'en ; 
there was nae a breath of wind to be heard but our aia 
breathing ; the sound of the stream was music, but the music 


of tbe Imm was nmiglit to tlie nmsie o* llis wotds-^tad tfint 
his gfripa! That was anight ! i nerer gang by tbe spot, but 
I look at it and sigh— I hae nae sic daffin now ! but there's 
nae Morisons 'cept ane !** 

** Ye may weel say that," replied Davie ; " the man that ye 
wad forsake thrift for, and that I wad shed my best blood for, 
can be nae common roan ! He might hae been laird of 
Howeboddom for a nod ; he might hae been laird of Four- 
merkland for a soft word or t wa ; and he mig^t be the master 
of Roldan this blessed night, an* he liked; but he wad rather 
be a man, lass, and make his own name and fortttne.** 

** Preserve us a' !** exclaimed the heiress ; ** master of 
Roldan ! how could that be now 1 Mony stars maun drop 
frae the firmament ere that comes to pass." 

** Nosae mon)r as ye think, womanj'^said Darie ; '^all that 
he has to do, is to gang to Lord Roldan, and gaur him 
manry his mother, or rather own a marriage. Ay, and ifste 
lord wad be blithe to doH — he wad be glad to get sic a son 
a' at lanes : but that can never be^-4hat can never be, and its 
e*en the mair pity; for auld blood and gude blood's scarcer 
than it was in Scotland — Vm the last of my ain race." 

** I tauld ye,'' said the heiress, '^that it could never be ; what, 
a lord marry a vassal's daughter ? its daft to talk about it." 

** Ye talk daftly about it onyhow," answered Davie; ^Mt 
canna be because Morison is owre proud— owre hanj|hty— 
far owre great already to stoop sae low, and lift sae Itttie as 
the master-ship of Roldan — ^I tell ye, heUl have a quarter of 
the world to himself; and gosh ! what pkimed uid jewelled 
madams will be at his feet ; when he walks out, the train of 
beauty behind him will be as bright as that of the peacock, 
and just when he's in the height of his glory, I'll whisper in 
his hig, d*ye mind that simmer night aneath tbe tr^stinff 
thorn, wi' scrimk-the-cog of Fourraeridand 1" The pnde of 
the heiress got the better of her patience. 

*'Haud yere tongue, ye leasing loon!" she exclaimed 9 
* whn taught ye to tak sic liberty wi* yere betters !" 

*'My betters," said Davie, "d'ye oa* the shilpit daughter 
of auld PincMcyte of Fourmerkland my betters t Lord, wo- 
man, ye look iq> as if ye expeket Morison to kipple till ye ; 
bless yere Are wits, I wadna even demean mysel' to sic a 
match : 

* I think to ciimb a ftr hishertree, 

And henr a fax ncber nest ; 
Tak this advice, dainty maideii, fine ma, 
HumiUty aeta tfaee baet.' *' 

Having uttered this bit of verse, the only time, as Davie 
kfterwaxd acknowledged, that he had ever found verse use- 
fid, te strode away and led tlie heiioas to p«mte h^r n^ 

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i«fy vay to the Foarmexkjiancl, and reflect on what she had 
heard. ''It is nae easy matter," thus she mused, ** for a 
young woman to decide on the merits of lovers'; here's 
Morison, if I had guided him wisely and kindly, I might hae 
come in for the half of all this good luck ; but wha could 
hae divined that fortune would have taken all this trouble to 
burden him with honours 1 And Davie Gellock — misleard 
Davie, as we aye ca^d him, he has high hopes too: bless 
me, wha wad hae jaloused that the ragged lout, wha used to 
rejoice when I threw a cheese-paring to him, wad grow sic 
a height as to despise the heiress of, Fourmerkland. A 
thrifty and thinking body, I see, may make great mistakes ; 
if I had the warld to begin again — but its of nae use to re- 

As Davie hastened to the Elfin-glen, he could not help 
lauffhing at hifi conversation with the heiress. *'Her!'*'he 
exclaimed, -Mt set her weel to slight sic a lad as Morison ; a 
creature sae mean, that she grudged the very cheese with 
which she baited the mouse-traps. I trow I bamboozled her, 
I sorted the selfish cutty ; sheHl be fit to hang herseP now, 
only it would take twa baubee^s- worth o' cord to doH, and 
her souFs no large enough for sic an expenditure." He was 
joyously indulging in these speculations, when on turning 
suddenly into the private path which led to the Elfin cottage, 
he found himself. confronted by Nanse and Lord Roldan. 

Davie started as if a couple of spectres had risen in his 
path ; the one he believed to be the rankest witch that ever 
afflicted cattle with nameless ills, or capered o'er the Gallo- 
way mountains on a palfrey of rag^\vort ; of the other he 
had lived in dread from a boy, and though he had seen much 
that tended to loose the hold of old affections and old fears, he 
felt the ujuted force of all now, and intimated as much l^ 
bringing himself suddenly up in his course, and standing 
stock-still, with something like a desire to veer round and 
retreat. '* Stay, sir," said Lord Roldan, who knew him at 
once, " stay, and tell me, what wind has blown you back upon 
this coast 1" 

At this question Davie's spirit rose — ^his natural audacity re- 
lumed. "A kindlier wind, my lord, than the ane that blew 
me away, a wind whilk I have reason to believe was raised 
by yourself and Nanse there : let her deny it if she can. I 
heard Dick Corsbane as gude as admit it; but if the deevil 
raised the wind, it was God that guided it" — and he wagged 
his right arm stoutly, and pressed to go on. 

** Weel said, Davie !" exclaimed Nanse, " nor did ye speak 
unwisely about the wind, my lad, that carried ye away ; the 
captain bargaihed for a snoring breeze and a sea three feet 
deep in foam, but I gave him a wind as gentle as the breath: 
of a baby ; ay ! and took care that nae harm should befall 
you. It wasna likely that the captain wad work ye an ill 


UxtUf whan he kenoiMl that ane as black again wad be wrought 
to him for it.** 

^ Deil ma care V^ said Davie, '* but that didna hinder the 
captain frae finding a fiery. grave in his aia haddin in His- 
paniola^ I saw the fire spouting from door and window, o'er 
roof and rafter." 

*' Dinna be owre sure that the<;aptain'6 dead," said Naose; 
^ 1 saw something unco like him no an hour syne !" 

'* It wad be his epirit, it's like," said Davie, with a shudder. 
** I did him nae ill, sae he needna come after me !" 

" Weel, Davie," replied Nanse, *' it might be his spirit ; 
but the captain had queer ways o' his ain, and maybe gae his 
foes a sample of his skill, and before he blew the house to 
the lift, dived into the ground like a mole." 

** Na, but the like o' that, now !" said Davie. '* Oh, Nanae, 
woman, wad ye but come owre to France, ye wad make yere 
fortune wi' telling of foul weather before it comes, and the 
success of battles yet to be fought* But Vm owre lang 
here," and away he hurried. 

When Lord Roldan reached the castle, he was told that a 
stranger was waiting for him^ *^ A stranger !" said he, pee- 
vishly, *' a white man or a black ?" 

^* Ou, nouther, but atween the twa ; mair black than white, 
and mair grim than black : he bays naught but damme ! and 
seems of tiie sea, for he's as restless as ane of its waves." 

'' It is my man — ^it is Daring Dick, as he calls himself,** 
muttered his lordship. ^' Nanse was right. Ngw for the 
mairiage lihea — but dare I trust him so far 1 He must obtain 
them by stratagem and wile ; she saved them from the fire, 
and now they are ta save my name from becoming a blank 
in the land !" 


Thy spirit, Independence, let me share. 
Lord of the iioH'heart and esgle-eye : 
Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, 
> Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky. 


Obtc of our most impassioned poets asserts, that tlie di- 
vinest raptute Heaven spares to earth, is that which warms 
the bosoms of two youthful lovers, when they meet on a 
summer eve beneath the milk-white thorn. The love be. 
tween mother s^d son is not less rapturous and equally di- 
vine. "Oh, my son, my son!" exclaimed Mary, clasping 
Moristm in a closer embrace, " I would do aught, for thee»but 



Vaxdm iwsy ny own souL If I hare refined to be placed 
among the dames of the land, was it not because I remem* 
bered the shame put upon thee, and felt proud that tibou 
hadst wrought out a high fortune for thyself) And oh! shoidd 
I not be haf^y when the child that I sinned for, and toiled 
for, and forsyfA evening and morning for, is restored to my 
arms again, in brightness and in glory.'' 

*' Mother," said Morison, retumiDg her caress, ^ wherever 
I moved, »id whatever I did, you were present : a thousand 
and a thousand times have I recalled your tenderness, and a 
thousand times lived over again the blessed hours which we 
have spent solitary together, in this little chamber; and» ohl 
many a time have I recalled your affectionate predietioos of 
the eminence I should reaciH--but little did ye dream it was 
to be by the sword.** 

^ 'Deed that's true, my bairn," said Mary, *^ but the will oi 
Qod maun be obeyed. The violence which reft thee from thy 
native land, in a great measure shaped thy calling and turned 
thee to this course of blood — ^but ye will bide with me now« 
my bairn; there are many ways to fame in thy ain land, for 
oh, I like ill that ye are a blood-spiller, and warse, that ye 
are striving heart and hand wi' thae weaiyfou French." 

** Wi* the French, gude guide us !" exclaimed Jeanie Rab- 
eon, ** is that true, Morison, and whether are ye fighting for 
us ot against us.** 

Morison now sat down, and giving one hand to his mother 
and the other to Jeanie, smiled and said, " Surely I am not 
fighting against my deau*, my native land, in siding with 
France against the banded despots of Germany ? We draw 
the sword to restore the rights of whidi kings and nobles 
have deprived their brethren ; when that is accomplished we 
will sheathe it, and rest us amid a redeemed and regenerated 
worid. But, mother, my stay here must be short — neither ia 
it safe.*' He laid his cloak aside as he spoke, and three 
medals set in diamonds attached to his dress glimmered to 
the lamp. 

'* What's the meaning and witter of these now !" inqmred 
Jeanie Rabson. 

*" The first," answered Morison, ^' intimates that I saved a 
general's life ; the second, that I helped to gain a great battle ; 
and the third, that I aided in suppressing faction and restoring 
unity to France." 

"Saved a generaFs life— won a battle — ^and restored 
France ! Oh, my bairn, ye have been permitted to run a 
blessed course," said Mary ; '* but what is this now, Mor* 
ison ?" 

<* These are the new colours of liberty ; together they io- 
timate unity, and separately have a high meanmg: the white 
is the purity of our cause ; the blue, the unstainable honour 
of man ; and the red denotes that we will aplll our beal 


\Aood in ihe purchase of freedom. These blended colouis 
will shine over the earth ; they will gleam as a rainbow in 
all nations, and be hailed as a sign that freedom is not exr 
tingnished, but about to be awakened like the IjHaze of a 

** I wish that we had Dominie Millifan here," said Jeanie, 
" he wad profit by these words, for Uiey clean surpass my 

Mary held Morisonrat arms* length, and said, '* I rejoice 
that ye have come through extreme peril unbounded, for 
lead and steel have spared ye. Oh, mickle 1 prayed that ye 
might escape scathless through all dangers that environed 
thee; though, doubtless, had I kenned the nature of thy 
danger I wad have been mair particular ; and again, I rejoice 
to behold thee laden as it were with honours earned by noble 
deeds*' Oh ! the sight of thee is pleasant to my eyes— a 
solace I should have said, for I canna say that my sia^t is 
sae gudc as when I used to gather nuts for thee in the Elfin- 
linn, Morison; as ye sat on the flower-bank and held op your 
little daidlie to receive them." 

^ But, Morison, lad," said Jeanie Rabson, '* ye mauna think 
of gaun to the wars again, ye have done enough ; let all 
others do as mickle, and the thing, whatever it is, will be 
won. We canna want ye, and we winna want je, sae just 
make up yere mind to abide. Besides, ye see, if ye should 
alter yere mind, ye may be Lord of Roldan, and that wad be 
a blythe sight to me : for 1 canna just say that I comprehend 
what ye mean, when ye propose to earn higher honours in 
another land. Bless the lad's wits ! to be Lord of Roldan is 
to inherit the glory of a thousand years— thae three stripes 
of riband are butr the rags of yesterday, and nae better in my 
een than a cockade at the lug of some poor lad, that has lis- 
tened to the blarney of Pat Macanalley, the recruiting ser- 
geant o* the forty-sixth regiment." 

What the answer of Morison would have been Jeanie had 
not an opportunity of knowing, for the voice of Davie Gel- 
lock was heard all at once at the door in rough contention 
with two district authorities, who asserted that a French 
spy ha4 landed that night from a smuggling cutter, and was 
now in the house, out of which they were resolved to draw 
him, and examine, and imprison, and, if the law allowed, 
hang him. 

^ But I tell ye baith," said Davie in a determined tone of 
^oice, "that, in the first place, there is no Frenchman here 5 
in the second place, there is no spy here ; and in the third 
place, that ye maun e'en take my word for the same, because 
Mary's a lone woman and on no account will I allow her to 
be disturbed." 

*' And wha'^the deil are ye, sir,v said one of the strangers, 


** that we maim swallow a^ that ye say like sweet milk-^wliv 
are ye, I say t— answer that T' 

'* Wbaam I, say ye T* responded Davie ; '* I am a comniis- 
aioned officer — I am here on a private and peculiar duiy«^aad 
I admonish ye to take care of what ye, do.** 

"A commissioned officer V queried the other. '*Were 
the moon a little clearer I should like to look ait this com- 
mission of yours.** 

*'0h! it can be read by ordinary light,** said Davie, 
snatching a pistol from his pocket, and cocking it at the same 
moment. ** There is my commission, 'steel mounted, inlaid 
with gold, locked and loaded ; I have another at your ser- 
vice." As he said this he placed himself full in the middle 
of the way, and seemed resolved to use his weapon on all 
and sundry who ventured to gainsay him. 

*' It^s that meddling bodie Bailie Bodkin, he maun keek in 
the tail of a* things,** whispered Jeanie Rabson ; ** but he'U 
be a£f^ for he hasna a heart bigger than a billister. 1 won* 
der he thought o* coming here, when he jaloused there was 
a man in the house.** 

Back started the bailie in dismay, when Davie snatched 
out the pistol, and he took another step backward when he 
heard the click of the cocking, and saw the muzzle broi^t 
nigh the level. He, however, put a fair ikce on his fears. 
** Weel, wed, sir, enough done-^enough done-^I believe you 
to be a commissionate officer : and 1 t^lieve there is nobody 
in this house on whom, as a magistrate, I can lawfully 
seize; I hae been wrang informed I jalouse; but, young 

fentleman, let me give ye the advice which, as a magistrate, 
have a right to do ; dinna be sae dooms ready wi* yere 
weapons, no that I care a crack o* my thumb about it ; but 
they might gae off wi* wrang handling, and do muckle mis- 

" Why, sir,** said Davie, ** you ought to know that with a 
soldier these bits of hollow iron are familiar thin^ ; .a tailor 
to his goose, a sutor to his last, and a soldier to his weapon ; 
eh, bailie 1** 

**Ha! then you know me, sir 1** exclaimed the other with 
some surprise. 

''I do,** answered Davie, with undaunted assurance; '^I 
do, sir, and the king whom I serve, sir, knows how much the 
peace of this district owes to Bailie Bodkin. A word in 
^ your ear,** and he led the other a little aside : ** there is a 
man in this land known by the name of Hugh Heddles ; un» 
der pretence of manufacturing he deals in smuggled chintz 
and lace ! be as a watch upon him, bailie— you understaiid 

•« *Deed do I, sir,** said the bailie, '* and have long suspected 
this : I will circumvent him ; I wondered aye what made the 
regular trade in these commodities fall ofL And now let me 


say a word in return: there is a person in thisland* one 
Burns, sir, a rhymer ; some men call him poet ; he says such 
thingSt ai^ he 'sings such things about freedom, and lords, 
and kings, and governments, that it makes a body's hair 
stand on end to hear him : had 1 not better lay a claw upon 
him t" 

** By no means, sir,'* said Davie in a confidential tone ; '* he 
is poor, he has the affliction of rhvme upon him — a double 
malady. No« bailie, let. hiin sing his heart out, let him be 
frozen on the. bough from which he pours his melody like a 
bird in winter: would ye make the man comfortable by 
putting him in prison? would you give him a warm meal and 
a pleasant house*^ bailie, I thought 1 knew you better." 

*' I see, I see," said the other, " and so good-night," 

With a swelling look, and a gait akin to that of the turkey 
cock, when with his tail up, and his breast puffed out, he 
domineers over all the tenants of the barnyard, did Davie 
part from the bailie and enter the cottage; h^^ however took 
in a reef, when he beheld one whom all save himself called 
his master, and advanced with a meeker look, and soberer 

" David !" exclaimed Morison, '* what wind has blown yon 
here ? I left you to follow, and here you are as soon almost 
as myself." 

*^ Oh, man I" said Davie, " mickle fa's out in sma' compass : 
ae event, as they caH, just scratched the back of anither ; 
whiles it seemed for us, and whiles against us, but if ye had 
held the hank in yere ain hand, ye couldna hae guided the 
steeds of fortune's chariot better. . These are no ray words, 
but the words o' ane that has a warm side to ye, Morison." 

" Bless me, can this be.David Gellock V exclaimed Mary— 
^' eh, sirs ! how a year or twa in a foreign climate mends 
youthfu' looks ; ye wad say that the, air of France is favour- 
able to Scotch faces, since it has made our auld misleard 
friend Davie into a gentleman." 

** I can scarce trust my ain een," said Jeanie Rabson ; *^ it 
seems but yesterday that he was rinning barerheaded amang 
the hills, like an Isle af Mull cowie, when I used to dread he 
wad scare the lambs. Ah, my lad ! mony a good bason o' 
cream and lapfou of flour-scone ye hae got at Howeboddom— 
but yell have forgot a' that now V 

" Atweel have I no, Miss Jean," answered Davie ; «* I am 
come of a race that never forgot a gude turn, nor forgae an 
ill ane ; and I have e'en been thinking, if through my ain val- 
our, and that of Morison here, I should rise to be a chief of 
diviaioo,. as they ca't, I wad e'en, when the war was o'er, 
whig my way hameward, and if ye hadna relented and 
married the dominie, to e'en wed ye mysel and sit quietly 
down in Howeboddom for the rest of my life." 

'< The lad's demented," said Jeanie, with something of a 



smfle and frown. " I'm old enough to be your mitber, ye'gon* 


" That wad just answer me," said Davie, " for I stand in 
need sometimes of a mouthful of gude counsel ; I canna aye 
expect to hae Morison at my elbow. Ye dina say na, theni" 

During this conversation, Morison had been perusing a leU 
ter which Davie had dropped into his hand ; it was from Na- 
poleon, and intimated that the writer had now the command 
of the army of Italy — ^was about to commence the campaign, 
and wished to have him at his side, when he struck the blow 
by which he hoped to lay the ancient monarchies of Europe 
prostrate. " Come,*' thus the letter concluded, " and let us 
gaze together from the Alps on the loveliness of Italy, and 
then stoop down, and chasing the tyrants from the classic 
soil, establish a repubhc as warlike and as lasting as that of 
Rome. Son of Fingal, come to thy friend Napoleon !** 

IVf orison read the letter again and again. ** I cannot reach 
the full meaning !" he exclaimed. '* Napoleon hints at the 
union of old and new friends, and bids me regard it as a step 
taken by fate in my favour." 

" Ou," answered, Davie, " I wonder that ye havena heard 
how he has married our auld 'weel-faured friend, Madame 
Beauhamois ; what could have happened better for us baith 
I wonrfer ?" 

*• These are indeed great news," said Morison ; " well, I 
must take a view of beautiful Italy, and aid in raising this 
republican superstructure. It will be enough to awaken the 
dead, when the banner of freedom is once more unfurled on 
its own soil. Liberty and equality ! 'these are sounds dear- 
er to me than the shouts of Scotland ! Sco.tland ! when some 
Douglas displayed the thistle on the other side of the bor- 

*• Cease talk," said Mary, " and partake of some of His 
mercies. Oh, my bairn, ask but a blessing to your meal were 
it ever sae brief, and dinna fa' to like a hungered wolf. There, 
now — ^glad am I that ye* havena forgotten the lessons whilk 
that godly man, Dominie Mflligan, gave ye ; eat and dinna 
spare : and, David, when did ye want a second bidding 1" 

" Never before," answered Davie ; «' and 1 can tell ye, 
dame, that I hae dined when we had balls whistling through 
the air for music, and supped, when our grace was the groans 
of the wounded and the dying. Od, Morison, an we gang to 
Italy, we shall hae rare fun ! first, there will be as mickle 
fighting as wad hae pacified the stomach of Wallace wight; 
secondly, there will be pickings on the field of victory, and 
unco rivings during the 'sault o' towns and cities; third- 
ly — for it's a superstitious land— there will sic things be 
had, as holy mangers of silver, and cradles of beaten^goldt 
and saunts made o' baith, and petticoats for the Virgin that 
can Stan* their lane wi* diamonds. Od, heiress, 111 send you 

LOUD &oia>AK. 81 

•f thein h«ne to make a mantle o* ; it will lighten a' tba 
kiikj and on a winter night the lasses may spin on the wee 
wheel beside it^and need na candle." 
^Hout, hout," said the heiress, ''the lad's gaun daft." 
Mortson ate tittle; he seemed lost in thought. '' It will 
astonisfa the worid," he exclaimed : '' out of the rottenness 
and feculence of monarchy, a pnre republic will arise, in 
whieh all the genius which nature bestows on its sons wili 
come into action and find full employment. There will be 
no hereditary princes to oppress us with their folly — no he- 
reditary peers to monopolize all. the honours which the na- 
tion ean bestow— all will be equal — ^all alike — save in those 
qualities bom with us. It is a magnificent thought, and Na- 
polinoa is the men to carry it into execution." 

To this Davie replied, with a short dry cough which inti- 
mated doubt and dissent. ** When I eat an apple," said he^ 
** I aye find an indigestible core ; in the ripest plum there's 
a stane ; in the sweetest beef there's a bane ; and even in a 
kissy a sort of wershness o' mouth comes after it that's aught 
but pleasant. I jalouse, Morison, yell find something of the 
sort in this grand structure of yours. A sno w castle's a grand 
thuigf sae is the rainbow, but they winna stand tear and 
wear. I mind ance daft John Tamson came to Sandie Kirk- 
i^trick, tlie smith, and laying on his hearth chips of china, 
bits of crystal, brass buttons, the stroupe o' a teaptot, the 
blade of a razor, and a lassie's buckling-wam, * Sandie,' quo 
he, ' make me a hand-vice out of them.' Sandie was nae sae 
daft as try to make a sound loom out o' sic unsafe materials ; 
yet ye maun try to make a pure republic out of tbe tipplers, 
and gamblers, and spendthrifts, and cut-throats, and ifules, 
and knaves of the warld at large — it winna do." 

Morison could not help smiling at this description. *' Da- 
vie," he answered, ^ we are obliged to make this experiment 
in«elfHdefence; knowledge tells us of our right, and educa- 
tion shows us our fallen condition ; if We do no more but 
reduce rank to an equality with the humble, we will do a 
good deed for human nature; it will enable us all to start 
fair in the great race of fame." 

** Ay," said Davie, ** but there, ye see, we differ ; I hae 
nae wish to lose my breath in the great race of fame ; in fact, 
I carena a brass bodle for the thing they ca' fame, for which 
sae many toil and sweat, and sell themselves to Satan. I 
wadna gie a supper o' buttered sowens for a hale eternity of 
fame — ^miekle the man kens about it wha lies in the kirk* 

"Davie, lad," exclaimed Jeanie, '*ye speak weel; I hae 
aye thought the thing ca'd fame was unco unsubstantial. If 
a body could be sure o' hearing praise when they're dead and 
gane, it might be worth while to deserve it ; but ^de gracious 
me I oniy to think that a man hopes to hear his sangs sung, 
^^ D3 


or his actions talked of and commended when he has be^i 
decently clapped on the noddle wi' the bedraPs shoveL Na! 
nal a supper of sowens is weel worth, as ye say, the iajjie 
of a song- ony time." 

" Fair fa' ye, heiress, for that," answered Davie : " I shall 
bear ye in mind when I get Italy under my thumb; Til send 
a silver Saunt Andrew hame to auldNanse Haltierson; she'U 
no like it the worse for the metal — and Fll send all the twelve 
apostles in burning gowd to you, heiress— K>nly ye mauna con- 
sult the dominie on iheir merits — ^I'U be jealous. But what 
light is that coming this way ?" 

'* It is a light," answered Mary, " which has long been as 
a ' star in the east' to me : it is our own Rose Roldan — ^the 
Lady Rose, whom my bairn's courage saved from a watery 
grave. Never a day passes that she comes nae here, be it 
sunny or stormy, to talk about that sad night : and ye wad 
think she takes pleasure in remembering how the waves tum- 
bled, ^nd the wind blew, and the ship reeled, till all the world 
was shut from her eyes ; and how, when she wakened, she 
found herself in the arms of ane whose blood, at any Tate, 
made it his duty to save her." 

'* it's a pity," said Jeanie Rabson, in a whisper, as the feet 
of Rose were heard on the threshold, " it's a pity that there 
should b^ a doubt on her parentage. She is called the daugh- 
ter of Lord Rotdan, but I have my suspidons of that." 

Morison's blood rushed to his face, as the.3Foung lady, ac- 
companied by one of her waiting maidens^^entered the apart- 

We have already, intimated that a beauty of its own be- 
longed to the line' of Roldan, namely, beauty of form ; to 
this Rose added extreme loveltness, and that bright expres- 
sion of face which veils other charms — ^in truth, the soul 
which looked out of her eyes, and the heart which warmed 
her tongue, drew all attention from her long round white fin- 
gers.; from feet which moved as gracefully under her kirtle 
as twin birds under the wing of the mother hen^and a shape* 
from which, were the original marble lost, Uie statue of Ve- 
nus might be restored to the world. 

" Bless thee, my child !" said Mary, when the young lady 
entered, " what can have moved thee to leave the castle at 
this hour t But I can guess— ^ou have heard, doubtless, of 
his cpming." 

" Oh, mother !" said Rose — her eye had not yet fallen oa 
Morison, who stood in some degree concealed, '* he did not 
tell me, but I knew of his visit. But, oh ! the gladness of 
heart which I expected from it is turned to sorrow, for he is 
returned with looks « in which anger and despair are sternly 
written. Have yon refused ? Oh ! say Uiat you have not, 
and that I am to call you motl^er*" 


*'0b, my dear yoQiiflr lady," answered Mary, ''I thoaght 
not of him, but of a dearer one.** 

•' What ! what of Morison !" exclaimed Rose : " every 
wind which blows from France, comes with tidings on its 
wings of his fame and deeds.** 

"There he is, lady — ^ther« he is. Oh, that thou couldst 
but persuade him to abide with us, and return no more to that 
terrible France, that eats up the children of other nations as 
weH as her own.*' 

When Rose saw Morison her colour changed, her knees 
trembled ; she could scarcely stand, neither could she speak, 
but she murmured gladness. He received, rather than took 
her into his arms, saying, ** Lady ! — sister I dare not call you 
— one of the brightest moments of a life of sorrow was that 
in which I found you like a lily on the waters. When I wish 
to be more than usually cheerful, I recall the time when, in 
my arms, beautiful as thou art now, I bore thee out of the 

^ Call me not lady — call me sister ; call me anything that 
sounds kindly.** said the Lady Rose. " I, at least, am not 
under the influence of that ancestral pride which marks our 
house : I am your sister, Morison, and thus I welcome the 
return of my ^lant brother." With her white arms thrown 
around his neck, and her face glowing on his shoulder, she 
stood for a mQpient's space. ^ 

** Did you ever see onything sae beautiful in the wide 
world r* said Davie, in an under tone to Jeanie Rabson : ** I 
have seen thousands of people in Paris glowring, for hours 
together, at a lad and lass in marble ; but \yhiat was that to this 1 
She's a perfect beauty ! The dames of France thought Mor* 
ison and me handsome-^and we're well enough ; but — " 

*' Our bouse !" said Morison, leading the young lady to a 
ehair^ " I have no house. Alas ! madam, why will you per- 
sist in reminding me that I am without a father? But be it 
so. The thou^ts of what has been denied me shall nerve 
me and sustain me, and kindle me up to those deeds of daring 
which the times demand, aftd the traippled-on freedom of 
human nature requires.** 

** This is just the way, Lady Rose,** said Jeanie, " that he 
has spoken to his mother and myself since ever he reached 
hame. 1 canna for the heart o' me comprehend what he 
means. What foot is sae rude as to trample on man or 
woman, as if a nation lay like an armfu' o* sarks and petti- 
coats in a washing tub, and tyranny lap in to tramp them, 
boots, and spurs, and a' V* , / . 

Neither Rose nor Morison could help smilmg at this rustic 
image. " Indeed, Jetoie," said the former, " vou take a very 
sensible view of the matter; but it is not of deeds needful 
for other nations t^at 1 am come to speak ; it is of a nearer 
and d earer matter. I am come to call Morison brother, and 


his mother Lady Raldon. I know Lord Roldanfs heart is in 
this : and, oh ! let not pride, as strong and unnatural as his 
own has been, interfere." 

Nfeither Morison nor his mother ansntrered a word ; tlttir 
looks seemed troubled. Jeanie Rabson looked on the fair sup- 
pliant, and said, " Dear Lady Ro^e, know ye not that half the 
vaUey say that ye are not the daughter of Lord Roldan, bat 
of his brother ; and that as such, putting our bairn Morisoa 
Out of the question, the lordship is your own ? We -a' ken 
that ye were once called the child of Lord Thomas, and it 
may just be that his brother, Yor reasons kent to himseP, calls 
ye his own daughter ; if ye are his daughter, and he speed 
in his present wooing, what will become of yere tighta to 
the land, my bonnie lady V* 

*' I am the daughter of Lord Roldan/' said Rose, with some 
displeasure on her brow ; *' he has claimed me as his own^ 
and hinted that 1 was adopted by his brother out of compas- 
sion, as my mother had suffered much wrong. Alas ! I ew^ 
not 'now silence the public tongue by producing evidence of 
my birth; the lady whom I first called mother carried a 
breaking heart abroad, and wandered beyond the raach of 
compassion or the inquiry of friends." 

*' 'Deed, my bonnie lady," replied the heiress, *' ye maun 
forgie me if I express my disbelief in the legend which Leid 
Roldan tells, ye — ^but I haye na doubt that Providence, wba 
rights a* wrangs in the lans; run, will prove to ye that ye are 
Morison's cousin, and no his sister ; but if sae, oh, bairns ! 
why should ye not love one another just as much ?" 

The words of Madame DeSmoulins at the table of the 
Lady Beauharnois now flashed on Morison's mind. ** Lady," 
he said, *' I have no interest in this question of descent ; the 
house of Roldan is the same to me as all other houses ; but 
it chanced that my name and looks recalled your lineage to 
a French lady of rank, and she spoke of Thomas, Lord Rol- 
dan, and his lady and child, as of persons with whom she 
had been well acquainted : this shall be more -closely inquired 

These words went to the heart of Lady Rose ; she became 
of a sudden thoughtful; her memory ran rapidUy back over 
the lapse of a dozen years ; she recalled much of w:hat die 
had 6een and heard, and the result was, that her confidence 
in her descent was not a little shaken. She said nothiagt 
but looked on Morison and looked on his mother; hercotour 
\vent and came, and she seemed faint almost to falling. He 
would have supported her in his arms, but she motioned him 
olf, and making dn effort, said, *' I wiU cherish no .such 
thoughts, I am his daughter, why should I doubt his word!" 

" Rose ! Rose !" said Mary, " ye lean on a broken read ; 
I trusted his word, and the upshot was sin, and sorrowy and 


tmaety; but I Wish not to hurt the feefingsof a dAuehter 

*fTi!""° ?** wronged me-^6ngeance is not mine." 
•K £i*^® heard enough," said Rose, « to convince me that 
the hopes which I once cherished, of calling you Lady Rol- 
f^ ^ ^^^'f^ dreams; the pride of the high is not sterner 
than the pride oi the humble, and why should it be other- 
wi»e? are we not all God's creatures ? yet I wish in this 
Blatter U were not so." She paused, and seemed desirous 
of saymg more: whatever she wished to say was, however 
unsaid; «he turned to begone, but foUnd Morison at her 

The wind was laid; the stars were bright; there was a 
sweetness m the air; and the sound of the rivulet in the linn 
was like the melody of birds. As they strayed along, for 
the steps they took were so short and slow that they sann- 
tered rather than walked, Morison thus spoke. 

** Lady, with to-morrow's sun 1 must be again on the 
waters ; but wherever I go, and whatever may be my for- 
tune, I shall think of my sister Rose, as of a dream of para- 
dise-'-a vision of Heaven ; do you believe in visions I" 

Rose turned half round, looked in his face with somethinir 
of a smile, and repeated his words, " Do I believe in visions I 
Nol unless yOu look on me as one — but can a vision do 
this !" And escaping from his side, she bounded over a brook 
which lay along their path, the tfame on whose bank the La- 
dye Chapel stood. The ruins were at hand, and their way 
lay past — ^aay,^ through thenu 

"Oh, my lady," thus interposed her waiting woman, ' 
^dinna venture by such an unsonsie {dace at this untimous 
time o' night ; the chapel is haunted ye k6n-^a vision a* 
in white is a fearful thing, and moreover naebody lucks that 
looksont BesideSyLord Roldandisna like the visits wliich ye 
pay to the chapel ; the very shepherds .point out the Lady 
ilpse^s seat, and keep weeds frae growing about it, and idle 
bairns frae sitting on't— I aye myself wonder what makes ye 
iikd it ; for the bit's unco boggily and far frae bonnie. I 
wadna gie a half hour on the shellin hill when the miller's 
son's in the mill, for a year of the Ladye Chapel wi' a' its 
''garlands. of wall flowers." 

Morison glanced at Rose as her attendant spoke, and said, 
'^It must have been yomr shadow, then« which passed itself 
on me for a vision on that dread night before I was carried 
away from ScoUand — but viaon, or Sadow, or substance, the 
words spoken have been as propheey to direct and animate 

'* Now," replied Rose, " you are getting into the regions 
of romance; I, as my maiden truly says, have been here at 
all times and in all seasons — ^in winter, when snow is in the 
air and the storm sings mournMly among the ruins — and in 
summer* when the breath of flowers gives odour to tb6 dew« 


86 liORD roldan; 

and all is so sweet and serene and sUent, that ye miriit tear 
your heart beat— and yet no vision has ever appeared to me. 
what did you see, Morison V , ^ ^ j w 

•*I not only saw," replied Morison, "but I heard, and I 
did not hear alone, but 1 felt." Here he paused, and Jooked 
into the eyes of Rose with a sharpness which told that he 
believed she knew more about the vision which appeared to 
him in the Ladye Chapel, than, fiflie seemed disposed to ao* 

knowledge. ^ ^^ „ .* « u «.^ 

" Let us pursue this matter no further," said Rose j we 
must not talk of spirit^ in the places which they hannt; 
rather tell me now, since we have reached the scene where 
we must part, what are your views in the world : I know aU 
that has hitherto happened to you ; think you that Rose 
Roldan feels not for her bravo and unhappy brother 1 my 
arm was about him when he felt it not." 

'* Indeed !" answered Morison, " but why need I e^iteress 
surprise 1 I have known your worth long. You alone, lady, 
hindered me from resenting fiercely the offers of the lord of 
this land on which I now, but shall not long, tread; offers 
which, coming at the eleventh hour, are on his own fNurt 
selfish, and terns insulting." 

♦• Morison ♦ Morison ! a mind such as yours should be noble 
and forgiving; do you not feel for the ruin which seems to 
impend over the house of our fathers 1 Will you allow the 
banner to be plucked from its tuiTcts 1 the fire to be extin* 
guished on its hearth 1 the nettle and the long grass to grow 
up and choke the marble monuments of your race 1 For 
shame I one word from you to your mother might prevent 
. all this : a great crime would be atoned for in the eyes of the 
world, as I know it is privately by tears and repentance ; and 
let me say it, one would then inherit the lands of Roldau 
capable of reviving the fame of his ancestors. Say but that 
word," and she clasped her arms around his neck» and half 
hanging by them, gazed up in the face which she pulled to- 
wai3s her. But her looks, more eloquent and moving than 
her words, were all in vain. 

**- Lady," said Morison, raising her up as he spoke,^ '^ you 
ask what I cannot give ! my resolution has been told to the 
hills, to the streams, and to the deep sea ; it is recorded in 
heaven ; it is written in hell ! Nay, more, I have swore, and 
-1 have leaffued myself with those who have the power to do 
it, to pull down the titled of the earth, restore tne order of 
nature, and fulfil the intentions of Providence* A great 
change is about to come on man, and wo to those who 
stand in its way ! France has begun the work of regenera- 
tion» and her armies are about to go forth east, west, north, 
and south, with the sword in one hand for tyrants, and hold- 
ing out the other to welcome, in a brotherly gna^ all who 
have the souls to be free and equal." 



•♦And are these your dreams r exclaimed Rose; •'theii 
God in Ids mercy pity you, for they are not only vain, but 
sinful, and cannot be even attempted to be realized, without 
deluging the world with Uood. And so you are one of the 
apostles of that wild creed which France has proclaimed to 
the world, of hberty and equality 1 I expected something 
i)etter from your noble nature and your excellent sense : 
when I augnred your rise in the worid, it was in the spirit of 
your nature, not in the spirit of your love of vengeance. 
The wreogsyou have endured are blinding your judgment: 
but go on, a few years, perhaps months, will move the cloud 
from your eyes, and show you that the vale of flowers, amid 
the odours of which you imagine yourself walking, is a vale 
of bkiod ankle deep; while the goddess of liberty^whom 
you worship, is a female fiend, whose breath is destruction, 
and whose paths lead to the pit" She had withdrawn her 
aims fiom liis neek as she uttered this, and was standing on 
eneofsbe carved figures which inlaid the floor: she vanished 
from her place as she ceased speaking, and Morison, much 
moved, turned his face to the Elfin-glen, pondering on what 
she h&d said, but not at all shaken in his resolutions. 


I ten yoa be does sit in gold, his eye, 
Red as 'twrould bum' Rome, and ms injury 
The jailer to his pity. 


As MoirisoB stepped out of the Ladye Chapel, he was met by 
Davie Geiiock : the arms of that worthy were crossed over 
his bosom, his step was measured, and his looks seemed 
charged with sosoe intelligence, which he was resolved, 
however^ to eimimiuiieate in his own way. 

*^ David,^ said Morison, ** we must be gone ; our sliip is in 
4he Imj, and time presses as well as passes. I long to look 
down from the rugged Alps upon polished Italy." 

** I dare say it's a grand sight,*^ said Davie ; '* but I shall 
make a iodk frae Cnffe^ tap serve my turn, I'm thinking. No 
thali regard either fire or steel, for when my Mood's up, and 
it's no ill to raise, I carena whether- the enemy be horse or 

' Morison, experienced in the contradictory moods of his 
foHower, was silent. Davie followed the matter up, and 
spoke IB plainer language. " It's lang till day, and ve canna 
stir till it's ih^ pleasure o' the tide Tye have time, theraforSf 



%o listen to me, but ye*re wrapped up as if ye had seen a gliaai, 
instead of parleying yrV a piece of sonsie flesh and Uoodi 
like the Lady Rose— will ye listen to me, yea or nay ?" 

" And what wad Roger say, an' he could speak V was the 
reply of Morison. 

** That's aye yere way,*^ answered Davie* ^* but je manoa 
think to put me off wi' a screed of v^rse. Vm thjiiking of 
changing my condition— o' taking unto myself a wife— d'ye 
understand me now V* 

'^ Indeed do I, Davie ; and who is to be the happy danef 
Is she of Scottish blood V^ 

'^Ay, Scottish blood, and auM blood, and gude blood, 
too," said the other ; " what have you to say naw to bonnie 
Mattie Anderson ?" 

'^What, the heiress of Fourmerklandl Davie,' ye're a 
bauld chield ; she is a gleg one ; every finger she las i» hke 
a brier, and aa sharp as needles. and preend. I'm afraid afae'll 
scrimp ye o' yere cogie, and ye dinna like ta be scrimpit of 
that, ye ken*.'* 

"'Deed now, ye talk in thai vinegar way, becaiiae aha 
wadna btde a brush of wooii^ frae yon lang syne ; but I have 
no wish to marry her — I'm a lad of a sedater turn — IVe made 
my ntarket in anither airt ; can ye no guess now t try." 

Morison perceived that Davie had some project in his head ; 
he therefore resolved to allow him to make the disclosure in 
his own way ; and to teU the truth, he was unable to divine 
what he was driving at. ** Well, David, let me see,*^ aatd 
'Morison ; *^ye are indeed a lad of a sedate mind, and light 
looks and gay behaviour are not according to your nature^ 
There's Kate Davison, a discreet woman, not troubled now 
with the levities of youth ; has had her mind purified with 
three misfortunes; she will make a capital wife*'* 

*' That's taunt the first," answered Davie. 

** Kate 19 not the woman, then,'' said Morison ; **8arefy it 
cannot be Nanse Halberson 1 and yet, kt me. tell jron, a witek* 
wife who cari reap rtggs'she never |deughed, nulk cows that 
never owned her for mistress, and put wine in heraumry by 
the wind of her month, is not a spouse to be mocked at" 
' Davie burst into a fit of laughter, and exolaimed, ** Weel 
now, the like of you, for downright deevflnr o' speech, is no to 
be found atween Tinwald and TongelandL Muckle wiU foe 
the fun that I'll lose by leaving ye ; and yet leave ye I mamr: I 
thought something was gaun to happen, my nose bushed 
out an' bled, as I came within sight of the MuH o' Qallowa.'^ 

A few steps had only been taken when Davie resiuned 
the conversation : " I'm saying, Morison, how did love come 
on you at first ? Did it- come like a sweet smell, when the 
south wind sweeps owre a bed o' roees and through hmes o^ 
honeysuckle, or did ve Just gape and swallow it mie sweet 
milk I It's a fearfu'^ thing— but see I hare she cornea, h*r 


▼ety seT; she marvels what can be come owre me, and is 
come to seek me, nae doubt — bless her face ! it was ance*a 
bonoie ane, aad nearly as good as maist faces yet«'* 

^ Why this ia Jeaaie Rabson, ye gowk I vanity has blinded 
ye,'* said Morisen. 

^ I'm nane sae blind as ye wad thinks and if it be Jeanie 
Rabson, is it sic a manrel that ane wi' a clear head and as clear 
eea should see desert in me 1 I may bless the hour I was car- 
ried weet awa : had I bidden at hame, she waAl never have found 
out my ments. Gude-een to ye, again, heiress ; y e're come to 
seek then that's gaye willing to be found; tak my arm for 
faut o' a better — I thmk mv shadow looks na ill." 
- " Why, Davie, ye're daft," said the heiress, sharply ; 
** what d'ye see about me that ye should cast yere head so 
high, and cut such fantastic capers, and glower and giggle 
nae in ray face! I protest yere breath's like the reek o' a 
bouking of blanket»— fiegh I the fallow's filthy as well as 

** Hegh, woman I" exclaimed Davie, *' but we're grown des- 
perate saucy all at anes ; we Jock owre our nose as if we 
saw somethittff no warldlike. We're sair altered within this 
bour; we dealt in sweeter and safter words no very lang 
Sjme ; wha was't that looked sae kirr and. sae cantie when I 
vpske o' settling down in Howeboddom, the gude man o' the 
same, and ieanie Rabson the gude wife f Lord, woman l 
dinna begin wi', thae airs till ance we're married, and then in- 
dulge in them as ye like."> 

**■ Ance we're married !" exclaimed the heiress, in vast smr- 
prise; her lips parted with wonder and her eyes opened 
wider than when, as she afterward said, a hundred ewe 
lambs were worried in ae night by the fox before speaning 
time. ^ Ve strolling gomenS, what has put it into that tawty 
noddle, that Jean Rabson of Howeboddom wad draw up wi' 
ane that has a drap of gipsy blood in his body— ^ven yersel' 
to me 1 — ^it sets ye weel !" 

. ^ Qh, heiress," said Davie, wi& eomething of a beseeching 
tone, ^ we'i« a' God's creatures ; and I can tell ye, lass, that 
I am no accustomed to be taunted. My certie ! the ladies 
of France thought otherwise; I was called the handsome 
Scot Mae than ane o' them licked their lips at me, but I 
^ye said, na, na, my heart is in Scotland. 3ut, heiress, jre 
aie y«re liefa' lane, and 1 maun gae hame wi' yo«* I'^« war- 
jrantye'll^hear reason ayont the knowe." 

^ Ye're afole, and that's a faut," rejiied the heiress. ^Fare- 
veil, Morison— my ain Morison! i daurna trust my heai^ 
vi^en I speak to you, for oh, man I ye hae scorned a bonnie 
Ibrtone and a braw title ; and I fear broken a heart that ye 
iriKHild hae soothed and counselled. Alas ! pride^s come on 
your side of the hedge now. May God keep his hands about 
f e» MoxisoPf for y^e hae mickle need on'i 1** 


This unexpected sally affected Moriaon and exaspemtod 

^ Ay, ye may rin V* exclaimed the latter, lookinf after the 
beiress as she hastened homeward, ** ye may rin ; ye shall 
hing like a slae in winter, till frozen on this stalk, before 
t^vie puts out a hand to pou ye* Whaever heard sie pride I 
«-a hirsel-hirding hizzie, weel stricken in years : forty-twa 
«by %)ae register o' baptisms ; Incken-browed ; reel-eW, else 
]*m gleyed mysel $ as spreckled on the chafta as the wame^ 
of a laverock ; has a kind o' trail wi' the tae fit, if no a limp 
wi' the tither. Od, I*m weel rid o* her.; what an escape I 
Poor bird Davie was nearly grippit wi* chaff; she's scarcely 
cannte, for naught bu) a cantrip could hae pou'd m^ senses 
sae aside. I may tak myself by the hand and shake it in ooo- 
gratulation.** . 

These words were uttered for Morison to hear, bul lie 
heard them not ; he was musing deejay on the events of tlie 
night, and weighing his offered fortune in Sedtland wHh his 
1|opes in France. The words, the looks of his mother^ when 
she repelled Lord Roldan's offers, were uttered again, and 
present to his sight, and his own self-will and resolute pride 
would not allow him to imagine that she reAised what her 
soul approved — ^that she was offering up her hearths blood on 
the altar of pride. All had come on him so suddenly that 
calm and temperate consideration was out of the question. 
Surprise and passion had united against serenity of jiidgmeiit, 
and yet he could not but acknowledge, when in after life he 
pfiRsed all before him in tranquil review, that to have deter* 
mined otherwise would have been difficult. He saw that 
Jeanie Rabson, whom he loved, and Rose Roldan, whom he 
admired, wondered at his pride and resolution ; but he set 
down their views to the career which the marriage of his 
mother would have opened up to him.. He did not reflect 
that they might be speaking from their knowledge of his 
mother^s heart. 

Absorbed in these dark reflections, no wonder that the 
ejaculations of honest Davie passed unheeded ; but that ros- 
oldte follower was not easily daunted or silenced : he made 
on a sudden a prodigious hop-step^and-leap before Morison, 
exclaiming, '^ Are we gaun to tie our senses to Hizasie's a|»ron 
strings in Galloway, when the sweet*iipped lasses o* Italy 
are just hanging like ripe clusters o* grapes ready for the 
pressing ? I'm sick o' the sight o' that molehill called Oriffel, 
and winna be happy till i stretch my right hand frae the Alps 
and glaum at Italy.'* 

Morison could not but smile at thta changed mood of his 
companion. *• But, Davie," said he, " how will you escape 
from the matrimonial apron-string 1 Will the heiress^ think 
ye, permit such desperate adventures 1 Will—" 

''Ay, ay, rally awa»" exclaimed the other, **iiiuckle 


cares Darie for woman^s seom or for man's wit. Has nae« 
body ever mistaken a hizzie's wish before, or thought thenip> 
setves loved when they werna liked t But >wha the deil 
may this be now 1 Morison ! dod, this place has a kittle 
name— il hifis been aye said to be haunted wi* a headless 
woman-*-and though this seems a man — and a man it is* 
Od ! what a lade is lifted frae my heart." 

The person who approached was sauntering like a being 
without an aim; bis arms were folded behind his back; 
his face was now turned to the earth ; next moment it was 
contemplating the sky, ahd he was muttering to himself; 
some of the words were audible. 

** Heard ye ever the like 1** whispered Davie ; " it*s the 
ghaist o' some defunct bard — ^the words are awfu' 1" 

" It is a poet, and a bright one," said Morison. ** Yon 
muse late, sir; what 8ab|eet is present to the fancy of 
Bomsl' . 

The great poet paused, glanced hastily aroond, then 
grasfling the haiul of Morison, said, ** I have taken a poet's 
privilege, when I should have been watching defaulters of 
the revenue of our sovereign lord the king; but the subject 
of my meditations is neither the handsome Jean nor the 
lovely Phillts; step this way, I will tell you more in the 
shadow of the wood — there are other eyes than those 
above." They stepped into the wood which skirted the foot* 
^ath, and paused in a bower of holly. 

^ The.Toice of Coila will be heard here by me alone," said 
Morison ; ^ speaks it of joy or of sorrow V 

•* Of joy," replied Burns ; •*if you act with half the spirit 
which the world ascribes to you, and of sorrow if you linger 
long or pause ; in a word, an armed vessel has dropped into 
the Solway to-night ; armed men have been sent on shore ; 
and the emissary of France — for such they call you— is 
watched by sea^and sought for by land, i coold not know 
of this Without a desire to warn you— may my warning be 
useful; may you follow out your bright career for the re- 
demption of human nature ! He who wishes this will not 
hve to see it ; the ground over which he walks gapes for 
him, but to the honour and glory of liberty shaU the last song 
of Burns be dedicated. Farewell I" He wrung Morison's 
hand suddenly, descended into the little valley, and was 
seen no more. 

Morison, familiar with every tree, and stone, and precipi- 
tous crag Of the Elfin-glen, through which his way ran,aoon 
reached the abode of his mother; it was nigh midnight. 

^ Oh, my son !" she exelaimed, clasping her arms around 
his neck, ** 1 have entreated Him who can save to hold you 
in his keeping: for oh! I said, was lie not torn away from 
my bosom when the milk was scarcaly dry on his Iqta* and 


now, when thou hast permitted his return in honour and 
glory, wilt thou allow him to be torn away a second timet 
And oh! Morison, fear the Lord! he will succour thee— I 
feel assured he will. A light brighter than that of the stars 
kindled around me as I prayed, and a wondrous^conrage and 
comfort were poured into my heart, when I n^entioned the 
sufferings of mv son.*' 

He returned her embrace, and mingled his tears with hers ; 
her maidscstood sobbing, and even Davie Gellock, who said 
his cheeks had never kenned whether a tear was hot or cold 
before, afterward owned that he felt something the matter 
wi' his eon ; the lids* kept wink, winking, and yet, said he, 
** it couldna be real greeting, for he had been flogged twice 
a day at school and didna greet. '^ 

** Mother," replied Morison, *M did not mean my. visit to 
be a long one: it must yet be more brief than I intended. 
I am watched for by land and sea; and if I stay for the 
morning's light a prison will be my doom. But though you 
may not hear from me whither I am going, you shall hear 
of me, and that with a voice which will tell Scotland that 
the son whom she thrust rudely from her bosom has found 
the safety abroad which he was refused at home, and may 
one day remember that she hunted him like a wild beast 
amonff her hills and valleys. God bless you ! and may you 
not falter, but be true to your bastard boy. These twenty 
years; have I had no father— a mother has made me what I 
am : and her love is honour enough." He burst away from 
her and made his way into the interior with a rapidity 
which astonished his companion^ 

''-Had I been married," said Davie, '* to the hizzie of 
Howeboddom, and asked for wings to flee awa frae her, 1 
couldna hasten faster than I do now. They gallop fast 
wham deils and^ lasses drive. The latter may be said to 
drive me, and I sairly suspect that the former moves you, 
Morison. Where are ye gaun, ffin a body may speer ?" 

Not a word, however, did Morison utter : over hill and 
through hollow he went, till Glengamock was seven milea 
behind him ; then descending into the vale of Barlochie, he 
paused where it opens on the sea. 

" We have gajined a march upon them, we have turned 
their flank," said Davie in a whisper; "I understand ye 

'*Yes," answered Morison, ascending a knoll which 
commanded the land and sea to some extent. '* Yonder is 
the royal vessel which hopes to iake us far up the Solway* 
while the men whom she has sent to seize us are perhaps 
waiting the dawn of day to render the attempt surer. But 
here is our little pinnace ; let us on board, give her sail to 
ihe hreeze, and it wind and fortune befriend, we shall lead 

iiOBP roldan; M 

ibem a chase ; they may aa well pursue a beam of the 
as oar little ship." 

The place ia which the shaUop lay moored was of great 
nataral beauty ; Morison might have cast a stone from side 
to side of the little bay, had he been willing to distoifo the 
quiet loveliness of the spot, orimroost the sea fowl that die* 
played their white bosoms from the rising clMTs by which the 
haven was bounded and guarded. In summer-timey the 
erags were strewn with foxgloves and other vagrant flowers ; 
at present they were shorn of their beauty somewhat, 
though the hazel, and holly, and barberry, still retaining their 
leaf, took away the idea of total barrenness, while a faint 
streak of light from the east touched the summit of the 
cliffs, and announced to the gulls, sea mews, and sea coj^ 
Bioraats, that day was at hand. Nor did it announce day* 
light alone ; it enabled Morison and his companion to see 
that the tide was all but full, while a feather shed from the 
aeck of one of the sea birds, as it stretched its wings to weU 
come the morning, found a breeze which wafted it seaward, 
and showed as plain as with a tongue that the wind was propi<- 
tious. Nor did the seamen who had charge of this frail 
vessel require to be roused and told what to do ; the mo- 
ment that Morison stepped on board they rose up, spread their 
sails, and taking up the halser moved away from land: the 
water foamed and flashed aside and behind ; while the waves 
which she4eft flowed far upon the shore of the little bay, 
and the foam with which they were edged spread itself out 
along Uie spotless sand like rich broM lace, flowing over 
the white shoulders of some unconscious beauty. 

^ Deil hae me," said Davie, '' but it*s a bonnie bit ! Weel, 
for snug nooks, fairy spots, and banks on which mermaids 
love to lie and toy with their lang locks in the moonshine, 
there's nae isle in a' God^s ocean equal to ourain Scotland.*' 

Morison stood for a while looking forward on the course 
which his little shallop was steering; but his mind soon 
wandered from the scene before him, and he was lost in 
rumination on late ovents, when the master touched his 
arm, and said, '* Ware-hawk! down, flat as a pancake;. we 
are scented, and most have a run for it. Why, what need 
was there to stand up as a signal pole with a flag o' top, to 
tell we were in the bayl We must not, however, seerti to 
fly, else every bay will shoot out its armed craft against oa, 
for we lie like the Isle of Man, in the lap of England, Scot- 
land, and Ireland, and each of them will try to seize uet by 
the leg." 

Morison looked up the bay, and there, amid the long lines 
of sunlight which streamed f^om the summits of the eastern 
hills upon the Solway, he saw an armed sloop with all sails 
set, and wooing the breeze which had not then reitefaed her« 
iioUowiiig on the path of his own little barki and from the 

04 LORD ROLDiir. 

bustle aloft and below, he guessed that she smelled her 

^ Aweel/* said one of the seamen^ dropping as he spoke 
his line into the water amied with baited hooks, " gin Vm 
nae surer of catching a cod, than yon cnaps are of catching 
us, I have small hopes of aught fresh for breakfast— there, 
now ! by St. Bees, what a whopper ! twenty pun weight, 
and as fat as a parson !'' 

*Mt's a bonnie fish,*' said Davie Gellock, loading his 

gistols and sticking theih in his belt, ^ it*s a bonnie &h ; I 
ope the 'sea water winna damp my powder." 
^' Ye'U have nae need for powder, either wet or dry,*' an- 
swered the seaman. ** Lord ! an it come to that, man, how 
d'ye think our cockleshel of a shallop, no muckle bigger 
than the boat whilk auld Nanse Halberson makes out of a 
cast off slipper — ^how d'ye think-*-but Til dip the heuk again, 
I can but try — how think ye, this eggshell thing would 
stand a shower of airn balls, ilka ane aughteen pound weight t 
By my saul, here's a second ane — feUow to the former — 
this is what I ca'iuck. 1 can see that we are no to be ta^en 
this time ; d'ye think that Providence wad find us in pro- 
visions — wad victual us out like an alderman's barge, ii we 
are to be captured and canted into the empty air, wi' a tow 
round our necks, to hinder us from being hurt in the fall 1^ 
na, na." 

^ There's too much o' the slack, Robin, too much o' th« 
slack," said the master; '*it don't hinder your own hands, 
but it does the hands of others; don't you see they are 
coming down on us like a whirlwind — gaping for us, by 
goles 1 as if they would swallow us ; bringing out, liy the 
piper ! one of their hollow customers on the forecastle to 
advise us to call a halt. They won't be such bom jackasses 
sure, as to waste powder on us at this distance— and yet 
they are, by Heaven." 

As he spoke, a stream of smoke rushed suddenly from the 
prow of the approaching sloop, and before the sound reached 
them, a ball came dip Spping like a sea mew that touches 
the top of the waves with its wings, then shakes the moisture 
off again, and sunk some hundred yards astern. ** I told 
you so," said the master. **What dolts! thought no one 
out a Frenchman could have done such a thing— deserves to 
be rataned seven leagues on old shelly-coat Neptune's back 
for it — dash my old shoes, but here's more wastery ! nay, 
the captain must be an ass— I'll warrant him some lord's son 
or another — a good fellow mayhap on a bowling green. Why 
after all he takes good aim — had that iron messenger reached 
us, Robin, it would have knocked us to chips— made shavinn 
of us." ' 

The seaman to whom these latter words were addressed 
bad rebaited his ho<Ai committed it to the deep, and sow 


stood watching it with an earnestness of mind and eye, ^s 
if no dangler pressed or approached. *♦ Whisht, whisht," he 
said, in an under tone, ''he's nibblingf — ^he*s nibbling — ae 
fish is hope, twa fish is hope doubled ; three fish— and here 
he is as Vm a sinner— Lord ! what a whale '.—three fish— 
gosh, he*U whamble me, 'thirty pound weight if he's an 
unce---three fish is success, whether it be battle wi* man 
or VfV the elements ; nbw he is landed, and we're safe :" and 
he placed the three fish together, regarding them with a 
complaeency in which his comrades shared. 

'^Deil hae me,** exclaimed Davie, '^if I can see the 
humour onH ; what will three cod — and ane of them is no 
real cod, but a dinman— how will three of the best fish that 
ever swam in Solway help us in this strait t Here's this 
deiPs bockie of a sloop of war, ready to put her net owre us 
--and we'll find it a close herling-bosom, out of which there's 
nae chance of escape. But I'se hae a kick at them. Here's 
my lang rifle whilk I brought frae Hispaniola; many a ne^pro 
it has shot as well as sundry Spaniards, and surely it will do 
as much for yon damned pea-jacket that stands forward, 
looking at us through his glass ; but what's the matter now !*' 

*^ Sit down, and I'll tell you,'* said the mariner who <;om- * 
manded ; ** nay, lie down, for that will be better ; what are ' 
vou afraid of % d'ye think a goose can catch an eagle t we 
have been dallyin?, my lad, merely to lay suspicion asleep, 
but now we are tsJcing to our scrapers ; we are stretching 
out our wings ; see, how old ocean foams around us ; hear 
what a commotion the subsiding foani makes, like to a thou- 
sand frying pans." 

Morison sat in perfect composure t he had an internal con- 
sciousness that his race was not to close at the morning 
hour, and was busied in raising those bright 'structures of 
political grandeur, of which all youthful spirits have visions 
and revelations. On earth, one universal republic in which 
all would be brothers, mind tied to mind by the bonds of 
art, and science, and learning, and literature ; all rank save 
that of nature abolished, and simplicity and virtue restored : 
such were his visions, but they were not shared by any of 
his present companions. 

Davie had never been able to comprehend Morison's specu- 
lations 5 he, however, had faith in them at times. " Am I no 
to believe in the rule of three in vulgar fractions,*' he thus 
reasoned, '* because I canna work it on the slate, or put nae 

a mystery are aye a mystery, and this liberty and equality is 
likely to remain a mystery wi' me too. Fox supposing now 
we were a' as lang, and as handsome, and as Strang as ane 
anithery losh what a difference in understanding! some are 


jvist dungeons o^ wit, while others hate nae as mnckle sense 
as a hen could hand in her steeked neeve." Davie relin- 
quished his attempts at the solution of political mysteries, 
and thought again upon the slight he had endured from the 
saucy heiress of Howeboddom. 

**' 1 wonder,*' said he to himself, ** how I could be sae saft. 
I depended owre muckle on outward looks^'r-here he eyed 
himself from the feet upward — *^ and owre muckle on the 
fame acquired in helping Morison op the hill. Dod ! I thought 
an auld hen like her, for she's forty every hour — an auld 
chuckle, such as Jean, wad hae Juppen at me, like a cock at 

The sloop of war, which held them in chase hung out 
signals, and from each roadstead in sight armed boats or 
ships were put in motion ; but the wind from the Irish shore, 
the whole way down the channel, locked all in so strongly^ 
that no effectual attempt could be made to intercept them, 
while a mist which came creeping over the sea as the wind 
calmed, screened them at last from sight, and baffled pursuit. 
" Thank you,'* said the commander ; " thank you for your 
misty mantle. Had it not been for thee I think Robin's 
three fish could not have saved us. The whole coast of 
merry Old England is alive with armed ships.'' 

'• Hand your tongue, Herbert," said the Scot, " dinna 
doubt what is doomed. The mist Was part of the predesti- 
nation o' the thing. I never doubted after I got the nibble 
of the third that a' wad rowe right i I foretauld what has 
come to pass." 

*' Curse me, then, if ye foretauld that !" said Herbert, point- 
ing seaward. " Who the-devil would have thought it : see, 
she shows her hull through the mist like a cathedral, and her . 
masts look as if they would bore a hole in the sky ; but 
yarely, my lads, well do her yet." 

This new alarm arose from a line-of-battle ship which half 
burst through the mist, but disappeared in a moment, though 
not without intimating her notion of their character by a 
couple of shots, which flew over their heads, while part of 
the wadding dropped on a small cask of powder ; Davie tossed 
it into the sea, saying, " A spark and powder's hasty elding.*' 
" We are safe from everything but such accidents as 
this," said Herbert. '' By goles ! had yon lubber thrown a 
ton of his iron aboard of us, down we must have gone, in 
spite of Robin here and his Solway cod. Dash my old shoes ! 
I can't credit these queer come->owre-me's ; I have seen the 
wind rise when I whistled on't ; I have seen a fellow bore a 
hole in a Memel log and draw Brabant wine from it, and I 
haye bought a bladder full of right wind from an old lass in 
Lapland — bu( three Solway cod ! Blow me tight, but — ^that's 
a good un — ^it puts mv pipe out." 
To this strange colloquy Morison listened and smiled* for 


he came from a coast where many wild maritime beliefs 
hngered, nor was he wholly free from such influences. He 
had heard sounds at night on the Solway side, which he 
could not imagine to be of this world, and had seen lights 
in the haunted glens whicH he could not reconcile with mat- 
ters earthly. 

** Hou that's naught r said Davie ; •* there's Nanse Hal- 
berson for a blaw of tobacco wad send me a wind to waft m^v 
frae the Indies to the .Pole ; and as for drawing wine frae a 
tree, what mair marvel is it than drawing nutbrown ale frae 
the bearded barley \ But if ye want to hear o' real marvels 
ye should gang to.auld Fluke Faulder, of Allonbay ; he built 
a bark whilk wind could naeT upset, wave swallow, nor fire 
burn ; I have seen him in't when a' the winds of heaven 
were let loose on the Solway — when the sea mew couldna 
keep i' the air, and the very fish were blawn out o' the water; 
there he rode singing like a mavis. Dod ! he has had fish at 
Kirkcudbright cross, when neither a Maclellan nor a Macul- 
loch — twa o' the bauldest names in Galloway — dared man a 
boat or dip a haave." 

" Right, dash my wig, right P* exclaimed the master, " I 
knows old Faulder ; have had many a rouse with him oh 
the Kentish shore ; he's like me ; knows every coast, fears 
neither keelman nor kelpie, man nor mermaid ; has a heart 
as sound as a new nine-inch cable, and's generally as drunk 
as the Baltic : I knows old Faulder well." 

During these odd colloquies, and conversations of the like 
kind, the shallop held on her course without interruption ; 
the wind was fair, and though the first flight of the mist had 
yielded to breeze and sun, the air was hazy, and nothing 
could be seen beyond gunshot distance. On the second night 
of their voyage the air grew dark, the sea gurly, and the 
wind stooping down by fits lifted up foam and spray, and scat- 
tered them thickly through the air, and made exposure* un- 
pleasant. On the left, too, they heard the uproar of waves 
among the rocks, and now and then they could observe the 
iron-bound coast of England, over whose cliffs the white 
foam wafe flung far inland. " God have a care on us !" ex- 
claimed Davie Gellock, " whatha fearfu' flare's yon t there's 
a ball of fire hung in the heaven as big as a hundred moons ; 
yon cowes a' — it comes for nae good ; some nation or some 
individual is about to kick the bucket.?' 

" By goles, now !" exclaimed the hiaster, " but this is 
funny; your ignoranca is as deep as an unplumbed sea. 
Ay, mdeed, it is a wondrous light ! bless the head that con- 
ceived it and the hand that lighted it ; but for it, ten thou- 
sand thousand men had gone to the bottom, or been dashed 
on the rocks. Hark ! don't you hear the growling of raven- 
ing sea monsters 1 they are angry that we have not sailed 
down iheir gullets. Bless, say I, the light of Eddystone." 
Vol. II.— E 9 



Davie shnigged his shoulders. ** And what isH after a',** 
cried he, '* but a bourack o* stanes and a cruzie o* oil 6n the 
tap onH? Dod! there's little that I see wordy of blessing 
about it ; it's just a light, and sae's a bawbee candle.^ 

The land of France was a welcome sight; they anchored 
in a little bay on the south side of the harbour of Brest, about 
the dawn of the third morning of their adventurous voyage, 
and Morison and Davie, having bid farewell to their com- 
panions, set forward without delay to unite themselves with 
the army, which, under the eye of Napoleon, was about to 

Precipitate itself upon Italy. Morison observed that a change 
ad already commenced in the kingdom ; confidence, under 
the influence of the Child of Destiny, was beginning to return ; 
music and dancing were renewed ia the villages ; men were 
busied in the fields and in the manufactories ; and that dread 
engine, the guillotine, had ceased to exercise its edge on the 
necks of the sons and daughters of men. As they neared 
the frontier long lines of artillery filled the way ; squadrox» 
of horse followed, while regiments of foot might be obseived 
in the distance, marching along the ground, which, swelling 
from the plains, formed the base of those stupendous moun- 
tains which sunder France and Italy. 

Morison halted at the door of a cabaret; two or three 
horses bridled and saddled stood in the small court, and their 
owners, occupying a room in the interior, were enjoying a 
bottle of Burgundy. They were young men, officers evi- 
dently of rank ; ]m)rison seated himself at a small table on 
the opposite side of the room, called for refreshments ; nor 
did he remark, for some time, that they were conversing 
about a matter which interested him. 

'*Well, no matter," said one, *' widow or maid, she's a 
handsome one, and since our general loves her, I drink her 

** Yes," replied a second, ** but her first husband was an 
enemy to the republic; his wife had put it Into his head 
that she was to oe an empress, and the bom fool imagined, 
forsooth, that he would be emperor, and as a republic did 
not seem the right road to such honour, he turned traitor ; 
I saw his head nipped neatly off by old Mother Guillotine. 
What have you to say to the contrary, sir ?" addressing Mori- 
son; *' I see by your eye that you wish to contradict me." 

. All eyes were in a moment turned on Morison. ** I have 
but this to say, sir," replied he, " that I knew General Beau- 
hamois, and France will ere long own that she destroyed 
one of her bravest leaders without cause." 

*• Which means," answered the other, ." that I have told 
what is untrue ; your words must be justified with your 

*^ They shall not want such justification, should it be ne* 


cessary,*^ said Morison ; " but I have not accused you Of false- 
hood ; I have but said that France acted unjustly." 

** I might have forgiven a personal reproach,'' replied the 
other, fiercely, *' but he who insults my nation must keep a 
svrord ready to justify it: mine is out, sir! follow, else I 
shall strike you where you sit." 

^ You shall not need, sir," replied Morison, following the 
other. They were not well over the threshold till they 
crossed weapons, and foot to foot, and hand to hand, engaged 
with equal ardour, and with e^nal skilL The Frenchman at 
first made li^ht of his antagonist, and seemed anxious to dis- 
arm him, and so close the contest without blood : he soon 
found this to be no safe experiment ; an attempt or two, from 
which he did not escape without a wound, admonished him 
that he had met his match : but this pleased rather than en- 
raged him ; he rejoiced that he had found one worthy of his 
steel, and smiled on Morison, as with equal activity and skill 
he eluded or warded the rapid and scientific thrusts which he 
made. For a full quarter of an hour had the combat lasted, 
and though the Frenchman was taller and stronger, and 
eqimlly active, he had obtained no advantage over the Scot, 
to whose hand the sword seemed as natural as the claw is 
to the eagle ; nay, victory appeared to incline to the latter, 
when the trumpets which sounded clamorously to horse in- 
terrupted the combat* 

" There's my hand, sir, and we are friends if you like it," 
said the Frenchman sheathing his sword. *^ Has your country 
any more such 1 France has but one Lannes." 

"My isle,** said Morison, receiving his hand warmly, " has 
not one who would not defend the honour of the unhappy 

Lannes held out both hands— *' Shame," he said, " that a 
stranger should love better than I, what is noble and heroic ! 
We are friends from this moment, if you had slain my young;- 
er bmther*'* 

'* Nay, you must admit me, air islander, to your friendship 
also," sard one of the comrades of Lannes, tossing the snowy 
]>lttraes of his helmet as he spoke ; ^ Murat loves a fine 

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100, I^RD ROU>Ajr. 



Now thereFore, kings, be wise : be taught, 

1 e judges of the earth : 
Senre GoA in fear, and see that ts 

Join tremUing with joat BUito. 

TfiK snow had left the vales ; the trees were 'binrsiing ioto 
bud ; the lilies of the field were holding their heads aoulh* 
ward ; the birds were carolling from bush and bough, and 
the sun, waxing warmer and warmer, was awakening new 
beauty aQd fresh fragrance every hour. We dace not say 
that the French marched with uncooscioas feel and eyes 
over the loveliness of the fields, and under the pare blue can- 
opy of heaven, for there were thousands in their ranks who 
looked with a poet's eye and felt with a poet's heart, and 
who in their meditative moments would not have presumed 
to tread down a flower rudely — ^but an ardour unfelt before 
kindled their minds ; they were on a crusade on behalf of 
liberty ; each soldier believed that, compared to himself, the 
highest prince was a reptile ; and all their talk, and all their 
songs, were about conquering kingdoms, crushing thrones, 
and setting the feet of freemen on the necks of kings. la 
this hi^h-wrooght and ecstatic mood, they were not iikdy to 
regard much on what they trod ; yet, when the vales of Italy 
appeared like a dream of paradise at their feet, as they gaied 
from th"" uplands, they held out their hands, as if to grasp 
their new inheritance, and pronounced it a more exquisite 

This new and coveted inheritance, though inhabited by 
slaves, was not to be had without violence and blood ; all na* 
' tions did not bend the knee to the idol liberty ; nay, soma 
boldly avowed their love for the old patriarchal mode of gov- 
ernment, and preferred the splendour of a monarchy to the 
simple beauty of a republic. It seemed to be the opinion of 
common soldier, captain, and commandant, that those who 
presumed to differ from the creed of the French republic, in 
all matters, civil, domestic, political, and religious, were not 
only slaves and the sons of slaves, but had forfeited all right 
to breathe the free air of heaven, or inherit the earth. Now 
the people of the lovely land on which those new teachers 
of happiness at present looked, were an indolent race, who 
loved to crush the rich clusters of the grape, lie in the shade 
of their own fig trees, and enjoy the melody of the breeaea 
and the music of the birds. Though descended from the con- 

LOftD roldan; lot 

qneroyg of |he earth, a few centuries of quiet in their luxurious 
climate had tamed the fierce spirit for which the world once 
had not room ; nay, they had in their turn yielded to a people 
whom they stigmatized as barbarous; and the blue-eyed Ger- 
mans now held rule over the inheritance of the Scipios and 
Csesars, and were prepared to dispute the advance of Napo* 
kon and his fiery republicans, with arms to which they were 
inured, and with a discipline in which they fuUy confided. 

With the sea on the right, and the Alps on the left — his 
army partly extending along the narrow plain, and occupy inff 
the ascent of the mountains — the Chilcfof Destiny iadvanced. 
He was accompanied by many of his old companions in 
arms, some of whom his sagacity had picked out of the ranks, 
while others had before distinguished themselves in the front 
of battle, and stood second to him alone in the estimation of 
their country. The-sun was nigh, setting, when reaching the 
ruins of a castle which occupied a rough steep hill that partly 
commanded the line of march, Morison beheld, for the first 
time, the pron^ised land, where the sordid soldier hoped for 
gain, the higher minded for glory, while not a few regarded 
it as the true native soil of a republic, suice that of Rome 
had rooted there so deeply. 

When Morison entered the ruin, he found Napoleon sur- 
rounded by many of his best officers. 

^ Ha I Roldan," heexclaimed, '' thou art as welcome as a 
good sword is to a practised hand. There Italy, beauteous 
Italy, lies like a virgin on a bed of lilies; the boldest wooer 
is surest of success. We are all resolved to contend for her 
charms to-morpow." 

^ She is unlike other beauties,*' answered Morison, *' if she 
is averse to a nocturnal visit ; but the Austrian id nigh, and 
seems unwilling that others should apinroach her couch.'' 

* Is :he so gallant,*' said Napoleon, ** as that 1 But, RoldaUt 
my friend, you have been in soft society sioce 1 saw you — 
yon have learned the figurative language of love, and speak 
of iron matters as maidens do of laced mantuas.'' 

^ He won't fight the worse of that," said Lannes ; *' we 
tried onr swords — not on the air, general, like the young 
heroes of Ossian— ^and my report is, that better never bore 
a brand." 

" Ah ! if he fought with Lannes, and lives to tell it^ he is 
spfiiciently brave for an;^ deed of daring—but I must have a 
look at these same Austrians." So saying, Napoleon ascend* 
ed the shattered staircase of the castle, and seating himself 
with some dozen or so of his leaders on the summit, looked 
seaward and landward-~on his own armed battalions, drawn 
up in close and- compact order, within grasp as it seemed 
of his hand, and the equally compact but disunited masses 
of the Austrians, occupying the vale which opened wider and 
wider before him. 



^102 I-OftD ROLDAir. 

. The evening was serene ; the sun bad withdrawn ^rom the 
valley land, and his yellow light died the tree and tower 
tops, and descended halfway down the monntains. Cities, 
with spires, and palaces, and churches of polished marfoie, ap- 
peared in the distance ; magnificent ruins, whose floors had 
echoed to the steps of the Caesars, rose amid com fields. 
To him who thought but of the ancient of 4ay«, the land 
supplied ample matter for reflection; while for those to 
whom the present was everything, and the past nothing, 
there was enough of beauty to excuse even rapture. 

As Napoleon gazed earnestly upon the 8cene,.his attentioil 
was called to a power which hitherto he had overlooked : 
one of his divisions, hastening to take up its ground, ap- 

E reached the shore, when a vessel, which till now had lain 
ke a sleeping turtle on the waters, suddenly hoisted British 
colours, and at the same moment sent a shower of iron 
ashore among the masses of infantry. It was but the woiic 
of a minute for the general of the division to Withdraw his 
men from the range of th« ship's broadside, and at the same 
time to bring up a dozen pieces of artiUery, which returned 
the ahower, and compelled the ship of the line, for such it 
was, to move farther into the ocean. 

^ These countrymen of thine^ Roldan,'* said Napoleon, 
with a smile, '' are brave fellows on the waters ; when we 
have settled the business of the earth, we shall have tame to 
talk to them about the rights of man on the waves.** 

** Settle the business of the whole earth !" cried Murat ; 
** to do that we must all momit on horseback and fight at a 

When Murat of the white plume said this, he took oflT his 
helmet, allowed his long hair to fall over his shoulders, and 
drawing himself up to his whole height, seemed to challenge 
admiration, for he was not unconscious that his form was 
elegant, his hor^manship surpassing, and his skill with the 
sword all but unequalled. Beside him stood Lannes, whom^ 
those of a classic turn called the Ajax, and those of a roman- 
tic one, the Roland of the camp. He was tall and muscular, 
and formed for feats of agility and strength : he seemea 
careless about the niceties of dsess; yet he was neat, and it 
was evident that he delighted in weapons of the finest qual- 
ity and most exquisite workmanship ; for he carried not only 
a blade of the rarest temper, but also a brace of pistols, in- 
laid by the hand of an ar1;ist skilfijl in matters of beauty. 
Far different from these republican heroes both in person and 
equipments, was their already celebrated leader : his person 
indeed was finely shaped, but it was under the middle size ; 
' while his ciothes seemed made at a venture, and appeared 
rather tojbe heaped upon him than to dress him. He carried 
a sword of an ordinary fashion at his side, and in the bosom 
of his coat a sheet of paper, on ^hich were delineated the 


features of the country now held by the French and Anstrian 
armies^ MorUon looked less anxiously on the eneniiea* 
masses, thaa he looked on Napoleon and his comrades in 
ajrms; and he could not help fetUag that it was a daring ad- 
venture» to beard discipline troops, and officers gray in ex- 
perience, with soldiers raised yesterday, led by officers whose 
honours had been all won in a couple of campaigns. 

Napoleon appeared to read his looks. ** Well, and what 
think you o[ it, Citizen ^oldan ? Will exact, but nerveless 
tactics prevail against the fiery -ecstasy of such charges as 
oursi we shall dissipate them like a cobweb.*' 

^ They will resistjas the less,*' replied Morison, *' that they 
are dispersed in divers masses ; we may sweep away one, 
before the next can come to its.snpport*' . 

^ Why you have studied war, Roldan,'' said his general ; 
**1 must keep you at my right hand to-morrow, were it but 
to see Murat of the white j^ume charging with all his chiv- 
alry, and Lanne^ rushing like one of your own impetuous 
streams, with nothing on earth equal to the strength of stay- 
ing him. They would have been blesoned in eternal glory, 
h^ they lived and warred in the days of Homer or Ossian.'* 

**Who knows,^ said Lannes, ''but harving fought under 
the eye and command of Napoleon, may be of greater bla- 
8on1 fcMT myself, I care but to cononer, because it is his 
pleasure, and my highest wish is to ale in the achievement 
of some great victory where he is the leader.'' 

Napoleon was touched with this ; he seized the hand of 
Lannes, and said, '' I found thee a dwarf, and now thou art 
almost a giant ; bloody will be the field, when thy valour 
fails. If I outlive thee, I shall have such blazonment of thee, 
as inspired song, and inspired marble can make^ but we have 
the world to divide first." 

An officer who had hitherto been silent smiled, as he said, 
'*The demre of my brother Lannes is not in the strict spirit 
of citizenship ; a true Frenchman fights but to defend his 
country, or confer his birthright on others ; he has ^no per- 
sonal views. 1 love my generad much, but 1 love my country 
and liberty more. Fy on thee, Lannes ! thou art sinning 
the sin of idolatry." 

" *^Ho, ho! Citizen Bemadotte!" exclaimed Murat, "are 
these your notions still 1 a new light is awakening upon us, 
we have been long enough ruled by the inkhorn and pen, 
and tied up in red tap^. Gad ! it is time for the sword to 
rule a little. Are we to be checked in our march, and bid 
lace to the right or to the left, by a little club of attorneys 1 
No, no, the army is the convention, the general is ihe pres- 
ident, and the rattle of the artillery, and the rushing of the 
eavairy, not inaptly represent the noisy eloquence which 
used to stun me when 1 listened in the galleries." 

"•Rightr Joachim, light!" exclaimed Lannes, "^ I was bora 



in a biToaac, amid knapsacks and swords — ^my music is tli# 
fife— my law is the sword— my general is the deity whom 1 
worship, and were he to bid me charge the devil on his 
burning throne, I should even venture on the brimstone* f 
have heard of conventions and conncil3 of hve hundred : but 
here we have a council of fifty thousand. What rare advice, 
general, shall we give poor old dotard Italy to-morrow !^ 

'* My children," said Napoleon, " ye all speak well ; each 
according to nature ; but some of you have spoken rashly of 
the powers which preside over the destinies of France. Ber- 
nadotte, here, is a citizen after the mould and sentiment of 
Sparta ; Joachim, there, loves to wave his whito plumes in 
the van, and rush on the enemies of his country, without be- 
ing at all querulous in the matter of quarrel ; while Lannes, 
honest Lannes, has never been able to distinguish between 
an aristocrat and a republican; yet he is his country's gal- 
lant soldier for all that ; and I must excuse his freedom of 
speech, since I know his heart is steadfast and true.*' 

The brow of Bemadotte became clouded. *' Ignorance,** 
said he, ^ Citizen Lannes, agrees ill with freedom ; it is the 
business of each citizen to know the duty which he owes to 
his country,- and to practise it strictly. That man cannot 
truly enjoy the glory of independence who is unable to de- 
fine what it is. Come to my tent, and I shall have pleasure 
in instructing thee — thou art a gallant soldier." 

'*Av, go," said Napoleon, calmly, *^ Bemadotte will teach 
you aU the varieties of French liberty and equality; you will 
learn that the citizens of ninety thought differently from 
those of eighty*nine ; that those of ninety-one changed their 
creed from that of Uie year preceding; that hone&t ninety- 
two called ninety-one a knave ; while ninety-three reckoned 
his elder brother a rogue ; then came cut-throat ninety-four, 
followed by his son ninety-five, and their constitution was 
planned in proscription, and consolidated by the ^illotine. 
Oh'! he will read you such a lesson on constitutions, and 
sing you the long song of the revolution with all the varie^* 
ties. No, Bemadotte — take my friend Roldan to your tent, 
and illumine his ignorance with your lights ; but leave me 
my Lannes— I ^annot afford to lo^e him." 

With the morning dawn the army was in motion : it was 
the aim of Napoleon to precipitate his masses on a point 
where the Anstrian array was weak, and crush and dissipate 
them in detail. To accomplish this, great activity was lie* 
cessary. ^ I wish to spoil your shoes, rather than spill your 
blood, my lads,*' he said to the grenadiers, led by the intre- 
pid Lannes, as they, rushed, rather than marched, past him* 
**Murat," he exclaimed, *'I have another while plume for 
Tou, should you stain that one with smoke — sent by a fair 
hand too." Low bowed the delighted soldier to the mane 
pf his horee, and crimsoned to the eyes, for he knew that 

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Napoleon aUuded to his sister Elizabeth. ** Bernadotte, my 
fnend,'' he said, taking the hand of that great general* '^ we 
shall see to-day the result of those mathematical combina^ 
tioos of battle which we have studied together. I need not 
tell you, that expedition is the second great rale in our new 
tactios^-we should pray for the swiftness of eagles." The 
division quickened its pace.- *' It is not necessary," said Na- 
poleoa» *' to urge the impetuous Lannes ; his sword is ever 
flaming in his hand, and his soul ever burning in his body 
for action : I found him in the ranks, but what could keep 
down such a spirit, save, a monarchy ! I have seen him do 
as many wondrous deeds as would help an epic to enough 
of the marvellous; I have no other fear but that in some 
bloody and doubtful da}r— having done more than man can 
do— he will attempt the impossible and die. Your moment 
of action is comii^, Roldan; why I. vow you are as impatient 
as Murat or Lannes.'' 

The looks of Morison were fixed on the motions of the 
Austrian army; they were moving an three masses; the in- 
tervals between the divisions vrere Urge, and though the 
ODmmanders were manceuvring so as to close up the specea 
and unite the whole into one body, the movements were so 
slow, that ta a readjr and quick adversary they presented 
several vulnerable points, of which no advantage was yet ta*> 
ken. Morison opened his palm and then closed it, and draw- 
ing down his brows till his large bright eyes, more than half 
concealed, glimmered like kindling fires, exclaimed uncon- 
sciously—** Time was, time is, and time will soon be no 

^ Ha !**.said Napoleon, " I ask bat a minute more— and I 
have got it, by Heaven! Hark, hark! Is that thunder or 
the sound d artillery V* 

'^Thnnder, I think,*' replied Morison. 
' '* Yes, my young friend, it is thunder — but it is the thun- 
der which blood follows. See, see ! it is the child of victo- 
ry ! Oods how astonished the Austrians are at yon unlDoked- 
for apparition ; Massena* from thee let all Frenchmen come 
and learn the art of executing with the rapidity of a thunder 
bolt our new combinations of war." The march of Massena, 
screened for a league by woods, and knolls, and ravinea, was 
unperceived by tiie enemy till the moment they sought to 
elose their columns, and then he rushed upon them with 
horse and Ibot through the smoke and haU of a hundred 
pieces of artillery. 

Two divisions of the enemy wero thus held at arm's 
length, till the third was assailed and crushed ; Lannes fojrced 
his way through the very centre of their position: Mnrat 
with all his cavahry made repeated charges on their flanks : 
Beraadotte aeized eminence after eminence, to which tha 




reeling enemy looked for shelter; and the mighty mass 
forced into the vale, and vexed by sword, by bayonet, and 
by shot, weltered this way and that, like a whale ' in the 
ocean, into whose exhausted body harpoon after harpoon is 
thrust and" thrown. 

In the midst of thia singular stnfe, the half of one of the 
Austrian divisions, which Miassena sought to intercept, forced 
its way through a wood, hitherto deemed impenetrable, and 
ascending out of the ravine, which till now concealed them, 
formed on the open and level ground, and pouring in a volley 
upon Marat and his cavalry, levelled their bayonets and 
charged. The eminence — a craggy one— on which Napoleon 
stood, lay almost in the line of their fire, and the balls 
cam'e whistling through the air to the right and to the left, 
while others sank into the sward almost at his feet, and 
threw the earth and grass about him. The French for a 
few minutes were on this point sorely pressed, and Mural 
whose snowy plume hovered amid the dark smoke of bat- 
tle, like a white dove sailing amid the eddying reek of a burn- 
ing city, poured charge after charge without effect. 

*' But where now, Roldan ?'* exclaimed Napoleon, detain- 
ing him by one of the golden cords of his general's dress, 
" stay, my friend ; let Murat extricate himself as he best 

Morison pointed with one hand to the French reserve, and 
with the other to the Austrian division. 

*'' And where will my army be in an hour, if I risk my re- 
serve ? My combinations were perfect, but my officers lack 
foresight ; stay, my friend." Morison almost struggled to 
go, and while Napoleon detained him by the golden cord, a 
musket ball severed it in two. 

**Go," exclaimed the general, "destiny decides for you!" 
And he looked at the tassel which was left in his grasp, and 
then at MorisOn, who, hastening to the reserve, led them to 
the charge ; the woody ravine through which the Austrian 
column had so lately marched received back their bleeding 
and diminished ranks, and the victory was achieved. 

Thus the reluctant gate of the garden of Italy was opened, 
and in streamed the conquerors to pluck the fruit and revel 
among the flowers. The followers of Napoleon were all of 
the right martial stamp: Flrance, at that period, obtained for 
her battles young men of talent add character : she did not 
recruit among the jails, nor the houses of correction, for the 
purpose of making heroes out of the unhanged blackguards 
of her land. Neither did she seek for leaders among the 
rich and the inilaential alone : the brave and the sagacious 
rose from the ranks into command, and most of her great 
leaders were of humble birth. The first burst of her revolu- 
tion brought all the genius of the land into action : merit-^ 
merit alone, was regarded; and but for that, Bernadotte 


would faave died in the ranks ; Murat would hare continued 
a private trooper; and Napoleon himself, risen no hig^her 
than a captain of engineers. The mighty tree of the aris- 
tocracy blighted with its shade all that grew beneath, but 
when it was stricken down and consumed with fire, the sun 
again warmed the earth and nature resumed her free func-> 

** I watch my men in quarters, on march, and in battle/' 
said Napoleon, **and he who is the best and bravest, is marked 
,out for promotion — the dull and the inapt are not stamped 
for advancement." 

But though Napoleon had entered the garden, he was not 
allowed to pluck the fruit por enjoy the flowers without op- 
position. The Austrians were stunned, rather than van- 
quished; new troops, led by other generals, came pouring 
out of Germany; but the Child of Destiny triumphed over 
them by valour as well as by science ; and in two or three 
decisive battles, told the world that the new republic had 
prpduced a system of martial tactics, and a soldier, before 
whom the ancient monarchies of the world would be com- 
manded to bow. The thrones of Italy trembled ; nor was 
the spiritual Prince of St. Peter^s without his fears; he 
thought of the sack of Rome by the Protestant followers of 
the Catholic Bourbon, and shuddered amid his infallibility, 
lest his temples should be profaned, and his treasury ran- 
sacked, by men who doubted everything and believed nothing. 
Nor must we conceal, that he heard tpo with alarm, that the 
French leader had a taste for rare manuscripts^ and pictures, 
and statues, and had already, in the spirit of equal division, 
despatched paintings as well as prisoners — statues as well as 
flags, to France. How to stay this armed torrent his holi- 
ness was unable to divine : the saints had been so often ap- 
pealed to without profit, that he put no trust in their media- 
tion ; and be bethought him of appeasing this new Alaric 
through the medium of gold. He was, however, too wily to 
move in the matter himself : he heard with joy of the arrival 
of a British nobleman of the ancient faith, and to him he con- 
fided some of his fears, and the whole of his offers. The 
island envoy was too proud or too pious to accept the gold 
of the church for his mediation, but he obtained an ample 
remission for sins past of which he gave in a large list, and 
indidgence for the future, and then took his4eave for the 
purpose of seeking an interview with the French leader. 

The bridge of Lodi had been passed, and Napoleon was 
about to advance, when he was informed that a confidential 
friend of his holiness desired an interview with, him in a 
neighbouring palace. 

'*Har' exclaimed he; "but destiny will not allow; the 
Austrian menaces me, yonder fly his eagles ; I am on the 
edge of battle \ m'oreover I am infected with the philosophi- 


108 l-ORD ROLBAN. 

cal heresy, and may not be amenable to the admonitions of 
mother church. Go thou, my friend itoldan; thy heresy 
wears the venerable aspect of tiro centuries, and this holy 
man may be less severe with thee, than with a new schis- 
matic. What is the costume of the negotiator ? — wears he 
the cardinal's cap t^ 

Napoleon uttered all this carelessly, and while he was hvh 
sled examining a ipap of the country with a pair of com- 
passes — Murat whispered a word in his ear. 

** Ah ! then Roldan is the fit person; the idea came by in« 
spA^ition. But hold ! — ^here, you engineer, what is your name % 
Is this a lake or a valley 1 — ^you should draw more clearly.'' 

** Neither," briefly answered the draughtsman ; '^ it is a 
bit of marshy ground — passable for foot, difficult for horse.". 

^ So, so, tnat^s good; you are an observant officer; I shall 
know your face again when the honr of promotion comes — 
that is, if the groand answers to the description. ' Well, Rol- 
dan, and what says the ambassador ?'' 

** You have not given me my instructions yet, general ; 
give them, and I sjialf be expeditious ; for the hour of battle 

Napoleon applied again his compasses to the map and 
scale;. his looks cleared up as he mused; he looked with a 
smile — ^an omen of victory — around him, and, seeing Mori- 
son, said, ** Hear all — promise nothing : if we are threatened, 
threaten again : away with thee, Roldan. *Nay, stop, it is 
but fair to tell thee that this suppliant on behalf of his holi- 
ness is one of your own island nobles ; you will find him 
cold and tall as a rock of ice, as Ossian expresses it ; go to 
him. But stay, vou must not approach him as you are, lest 
he should say his countrymen are not honoured. Take 
your general's truncheon — let two eagles be borne before 
you ; Junot, you can write in a volcano, note down the pro- 
posals ; and Roldan, let fiery expedition be your guide — we 
are on the edge of battle and want you." 

, The way to the palace lay through a grove of statues ; 
there the austere composure and poetic loftiness of Grecian 
sculpture mingled with the more litei;^! transcripts from life 
by the Romans, while figured and groups of the later Italian 
school, which sought to unite the qualities of several styles, 
and rose at least to the picturesque, abounded. With these 
were mixed fig trees so old looking and so large, that their 
boughs may have sheltered the austere dames of the Caesars, 
or afTorded shade to the wild warriors of Alaric ; here and 
there, too, a broken column or a defaced capital gave intima- 
tion that..Iuxury was no new thing to this domain, while 
fountains invisible among the woods, threw up their streams 
of water into the sunny air, and diffused freshness over lawn, 

and garden, and grove. 
A fine place/' said 

Junoty **for.a battle; these stataea 


and trees to protect the flank ; that old temple in the wood, ^ 
for oar left to rest on ; and this mansion — palace, what d'ye 
call it ? — to form the key to our pbsition. I wonder that 
Napoleon, who is fond \)( such associations, overlooked a 
station so classical." * 

Morison smiled as he answered, •* Would you bait a bull 
in a bed of lilies t Is there not enough of waste land in Italy 
to fatten with blood, that you should desire to make this 
lovely spot into a slaughterhouse? Why some of these • 
statues have the stamp of an immortal sentiment upon them, 
and he who woold wantonly deface them, must have a body 
out of which the spirit of God has walked : but here we are 
on the threshold, and the doors of the audienceroom stand 
open. Let us enter." 

The halt into which Morison and Junot were ushered was 
a magnificent one. Architecture had called on her compan- 
ions, sculpture and painting, to aid in its splendour, and so 
beautifully had each striven for the mastery, that it was im- 
possible to decide which had triumphed. The columns and 
architraves — ^nay, the walls were of rich ana variegated 
marble, wrought with geometric accuracy and polished like 
mirrors : the statues of the elder chiefs of Italy stood, each 
serenely in his place, nor did the pictures, amid. all the vivid- 
ness or their expression, disturb the tranqujl elegance* in- 
tended by the master mind which planned it. All around, 
too, stood cabinets of rare books and rare manuscripts; 
and, as if the fragrance of the terraced garden, down the 
slopes of which the open windows looked, had not been suffi- 
cient, scents of the most delicate kinds had been showered 
about tiH the whole smeiled like the aborning air passing over 
a bed of flowers, out of which the sun is drinking the dew. 
In the centre of this dazzling hall stood Prince Parmiano, 
snining in velvet and gold, and fanning the carpet with his 
plumed hat ; other Italian dignitaries stood nigh, while the 
centre was occupied by a tall, pale, handsome man, richly 
but plainly dressed. Morison bowed^ the other bowed, and 
bowed too to Junot, who, advancing at the same time, stood 
beside Morison and seemed willing at least to share, if not 
usurp his mission. 

A deep flush passed over the youthful and handsome fea- 
tures of Morison, as he looked on his father, for it was Lord 
Roldan who stood before him, while his lordship, looking at 
Junot, said, *' I am cOmmaijded by the holy head of the church 
—in whose hands are the keys of hell and heaven — at whose 
breath kings reign or cease to reign — ^" 

" Hfo, ho !" exclaimed Junot, dashing to the floor a large 
china vase, which, full of ambrosial essences, scented the 
place. •* Go tell the hoary impostor, who holds in imagina- 
tion the keys of apartments above and below, that we are on 
oar march <o Rome, and will scatter his kingdom into as 




many fragments as there are chips of that gilded, potsherd 
on this palace floor. I marvel, General Roldan, that you 
could submit to such a description of a mf re mortal !** When 
Junot had done this, he sat down abruptly in a state chair 
in >irhich the princes of the land were anointed, making bis 
sword rattle against the inlaid cabinets, and pulling out a piece 
of cartridge paper, sullied with gunpowder, and mendmg a 
pencil, exclaimed, ^* To business. General Roldan ! to busi- 
ness! Napoleon waits, and a battle abides us!'* \ 

This rude episode was not unwelcome to Morison : he was 
for a moment oppressed by feelings which he could not mas- 
ter ; he regained, after a brief struggle, his accustomed com- 
posure, and turning to Lord Roldan, said in a cahn Toice, 
•* Address yourself to me — I am General Roldan.*^ 

Lord Roldan bent on Morison a look almost amounting to 
fierceness, and turning to the prince, said, ** Are the destinies 
of Italy, and the interests of nations, confided to this person V* 

** I am a man, my lord," said Morison ; " if you are more, 
say it, that I. may make obeisance — I respect the godsr— " 

*' Good, good !" muttered Junot; *' Gad, Nap will smile at 
this — there it is, written down." 

** I am of ancient blood and of unspotted birth, and so far 
am I superior to the person who stands before me." 

" My lord," answered Morison, " make the most of your 
advantages; their lease is nigh run; the time is at hand, 
when sense, and worth, and genius will resume their sway* 
and hereditary rank, whether of prince or of peer, will be 
thrown aside as a piece of rent apparel. You seem surprised 
that the destinies of nations should be confided to one so 
humble ; what is it but the natural, the inborn right of man 
asserting mental superiority. I am — thanks to the crimes of 
rank — now of a nation which, casting down all distinctions 
which fraud or folly raised, places its children, real or adopted, 
on a footing of equality, and bids them run the race of fame 
fairly. Had your lordship been one of the runners, I say not 
that you would have been' surpassed, but you would at least 
have won your honours yourself, instead of receiving them 
from your ancestors." 

"Good again," muttered. Junot, who thought on his own 
rise at the siege of Toulon. *' Why Roldan speaks like one 
inspired — but This fine Madame Equality, whom he worships, 
has her favourites, and that heUl find^have I written that 
down 1 — let it stand for the sake of its truth. 1 marvel what 
this will all end in ?" 

"And are these your visions 1" exclaimed Lord Roldan. 
" Why did the spiritual prince of the earth send mc to parley 
with a nation of madmen, who cannot perceive that God, in 
his wisdom or in his wrath, has made men uneoual in strength 
'and stature, mental and bodily. liberty! why should such 
a passionate and erring creature as man have a. boon which 


he has not the soul to enjoy ? ^ Equality ! why should men 
shed seas of blood to establish what cannot exist? The very 
violence by which they seek it is an assurance that it cannot 
be ; they ask for it in arms, yet cannot observe, that in their 
obedience to discipline and leaders, they are worshipping the 
very idol which they desire to pull down." 

'* Good !" said Junot : '* some now would call that sc^his- 
try; but it must be owned that an army under strict com- 
mand presents but a poor image of liberty. It^s fine talking 
of equality with a staff officer ; I have put that down too ; it 
will amuse the little corporal. ** 

"I come not here, my lord," said Morison, " to discuss 
whether the one half of mankind should have saddles on their 
backs and bridles in their lips, that the other half who are 
booted and spurred may rid^ them ; but I come to hear what 
his holiness has to say : be brief." 

" When I undertook the office of mediator," replied Lord 
Roldan, haughtily, *' I imagined that 1 should have an inter- 
view with men of birth and breeding, with whom I could con- 
verse without feeling degraded; but, lo! one of the dele- 
gates of this great republic, one and indivisible, is a vulgar 
trooper, raised from the ranks for a fit of random courage — 
the cheapest of all commodities; and the other — ** 

*' The other, my lord," replied Mcmson, " is one who never 
knew a father — was abandoned to a cold and unfeeling world 
— was thrust out of a land where he all but begged his bread, 
that he might die unknown in obscurity ; and is now in high 
command and unbounded trust, and hopes that the day is not 
distant when he shall help to make the men of his own, 
his native isle as free as the wind of their own mountains, 
and teach the proud aristocracy to value humble worth." 
He pulled his sword half out of his sheath as he said this, 
and thrust it back with a clang which made all present start, 
save the stem messenger of his holiness. 

Lord Koldan turned to the prince, and said, " The devil was 
the first -democrat, and all that man got by it was the loss of 
paradise : it was a light which led to hell, and not to heaven. 
So these, and such as these, are the men who. With the sword 
in their hands, and with benevolence on their lips, go forth 
to the nations, calling out with every blow, * Liberty and 
Equality !' Vain, vulgar desperadoes ! do they hope to extin- 
guish a light which Heaven kindled a thousand years ago t 
Adieu, Messteurs Republicans, I break off our parley." 

" Farewell !" said Morison ; *' but as we are about to ad- 
vance, and we move as though we were winged, this pass- • 
port will protect you and yours from all interruption." 

Lord Roldan folded his arms, bowed a reAisai, and retired. 
Morison and lunot hastened after Napoleon, whom they 
found on the advance against the grand army of Austria, 
now concentrating its columns to give or receive the attao)u 



**Ha, Roldan! you are welcome backT said Napoleon; 
"here I place you at ray bridle rein — ^you are always cool, 
and your courage is equal to your judgment ; you may be 
needed in one of those closing attacks, with which I wind up 
my battles. Come, Junot, read your notes to me — what said 
the ambassador, and what was the answer of General Rol- 
dan r 

Junot read his notes, omitting nothing ; Napoleon laughed) 
bit his lip, or looked stem. 

** Well, this island lord of thine is a bold man, I must needs 
say ; he cannot be one of your chiefs created for his wealth 
—for a successful speculation in the funds— or because he 
holds shares in a fruitful canal— or from being a partner in 
that splendid bubble, called the bank. No, no, this lord has 
some soul in him. Who is he, General Roldan V^ 

^* He is my father, sir,** answered the other, composedly. 

"Your father! Light of heaven! of what are you proud 
islanders composed! And he refused to acknowledge his 
son — and such. a son? I shall never, I fear, be able to work 
that strange people into my scheme of a general republic. 
Here, Junot, hurry after Lord Roldan ; say Napoleon, the 
leader of the French, sends him this ring from love of his 
son, and out of respect to his own dauntlessness.** Jiinot 
bowed» and departed on the spur. 


*Twa8 in a grove of spreading pines he strayed, 
* The winds within the quivering branches played, 
And dancing trees a mournful music made. 


With the whirlwind on which Napoleon rode, when he 
swept army after army of the Austrians from Italy, our nar- 
rative has little to do;. every battle confirmed that great 
leader's confidence in the infalhbility of his methematical 
system of tactics, and called forth the high (qualities of the 
subordinate chiefs. Morison became one of his distinguished 
leaders — he was equally cool and intrepid — his presence of 
mind never forsook him, and though he had headed some des- 
perate attacks, and fought in the very tempest of battle, he 
escaped unharmed ; his men loved him not more for his skill 
and courage, than for his determined republican principles, 
and the gayety of his nature. 

In establishing himself thus favourably, we must not con* 
ceal that he was aided largely by no less a personage than 


honest Dayie Gellock, who had, by some sort of natural free- 
masonry, rendered himself acceptable to all, from the chief 
who commanded to the humblest that obeyed. Since his re- 
pulse by the heiress of Howeboddom, he had given all h'lB 
matrimonial notions to the wind ; he fought, ?ind talked, and 
sang, and danced, like one possessed with the spirit of three 
Frenchmen; he was skilful in mimicry, too, and having a 
natural talent for caricature, exhibited such specimens of his 
skill, as made him the life of every bivouac ; for it is a truth, 
thatihe humble love to ridicule the high. 

It happened on the advance of Napoleon into the papal ter- 
ritories, that the division commanded by Morison led the 
van, and halted for the night, in a wood within a day's march 
of Loretto. The army had executed this movement with 
unlooked-for rapidity: the light troops extended along 
the whole line of forest, which separated the barren from 
the cultivated parts of the district, and occupied the road, 
which sweeping through the woodland connected Loretto 
with Invola, where the soldiers of the holy see had just suf- 
fered a sharp defeat. No sooner were the troops placed in 
bivouac, than the moon came forth clear and bright, accom- 
panied by many stars ; some of the soldiers pleased them- 
selves with pacing up and down with folded arms, discour- 
sing on the deeds they had done, and the adventures which 
they hoped yet to achieve; others threw themselves heavily 
sdown, and sunk into the slumber which fatigue easily finds ; 
while the greater portion prepared their supper, furbished 
their arms, or consumed the fore pan of the night in conver- 
sing about their enemies, and their own leaders. 

That the French were so far in advance, seemed to be un- 
known to the inhabitants, for the village maidens sung loudly 
as they drove their cows homeward, while the vine aressers 
echoed them back ; and mirth abounded in the land. 

Morison had established his tent under the portico of an 
old temple ; fruit trees grew in wild disorder around, while 
the vine threw its tendrils and hung its clusters over the 
highest columns, and formed those fine combinations which 
landscape painters love to display in their compositions. He 
folded his arms over bis bosom, and with his sword by his 
side, and a brace of pistols in his belt, paced to and fro, re- 
volving in his mind the vicissitudes of his past life, and won- 
dering what was for him in the future. His thoughts wan- 
dered to his native glen, and to his mother's bosom ; nor did 
they exclude the Lady Rose, whom he in fancy saw seated 
on the battlements of Roldan tower, enjoying the fragrance ' 
of the evening, and the splendour of the moon on hill and 
sea. He was not without suspicions that he had done un- 
wisely in scorning the advances, nay, offers, which Lord Rol- 
dan had made to his mother ; and he was the more inclined 



' to do this from a feeling which began to grow within him, 
that under the pretence of freedom, some of the French rulers 
and leaders were aiming at absolute power, and were likely to 
achieve it. The burning zesil of the soldiery for liberty and 
equality had, he observed, begun to cool ; the establishment 
of new republics was indeed talked of, and the fraternal em- 
Brace, and the tree of liberty, and the cap to match, were 
common figures of speech; but acts — acts were what he 
reasoned upon, and many of these he was unable to recon- 

^ cile with true republican principles. 

In his revery Morison strayed into the wood, and ap- 

groached so close to one of the bivouacs, that he could over- 
ear all that the soldiers said. Their talk was about the 
matters of the campaign, nor did they seem to care who 
heard them, for they spoke loud and bold. *' You talk like a 
shaven monk,** said the first soldier ; ^* a shaven monk, who 
worships beads, and crosses, and pastoral crooks. The phil- 
osophic mind disregards all that trumpery^ these are the stock 
in trade by which cunning men have contrived to cheat and 
bamboozle the world : when we reach Loretto we . shall 
clean out the whole kit, as sure as my name is Spontoun." 

** By Jove !" exclaimed a second soldier, '* what strange 
plunder we shall have. One will burden himself -with a 
whole holy manger — the greater ass he. Another will fill 
his knapsack with the holy Infantas pap-spoons ; a great baby, 
unless they are of gold ; while little Macmanus here — long- 
tailed M anus, as we call him, will seize the holy saucepan that 
boiled the first potato, and run away, the thief of the world, 
with a silver mother of Jesus." 

'* You are all fools and born idiots !*' exclaimed a third. 
** Know ye not that there are cups of gold set round with 
diamonds, for our ladye to drink out of ; bracelets of the 
like metal for her ladyship to wear ; ay, and slippers which 
will show you how to pick your steps in the darkest night, 
from the diamondd in which the]^ are set: some- of these 
shall find their way into little Martin of Tour's knapsack, or 
I am no true soldier." 

" But 1 hear, lads," said a fourth of those free companions, 
" that it will be no go after all : the holy people of Loretto 
have an image of the Virgin, which sighe and sheds tears for 
the sins of the people ; and it is said, she will smite us as 
the angel did the soldiars of the king of the Assyrians, and 
when we wake in the morning we shall be all dead corses.'' 

There was a slight pause, a filling of cups and glasses took 
place ; some of them were drained, and the conversation was 
renewed. "I confess," said one .who had not* hitherto 
spoken, '* that 1 like not the errand on which we are bound ; 
the sword is a sharp reformer, and be that is convinced 
through fear is a suspicious convert. Had we continued to 
dethrone kings and erect republics, all would have been weU ; 

%On,3 EOLDAV. 115 

bttt I hxfe not shaken off respect so fully for holy mother 
i^ureh, as to like this inroad upon her. Bourbon, you know, 
waa killed in the sack of Rome.'' 

'^Ay, and so might the little corporal too, lads,'' said a 
aecond sharpshooter, ** were he to run madly into the line 
of shot, as Bourbon did ; gad, he is more scientific than that! 
I have seen him, with a pair of compasses and a pencil, lay 
down a plan, by which a strong place was taken without spil- 
ling a drop of blood ; he excels all leaders, ancient and mod- 
em ; he's the man for my money, and should he set up for 
. jumself here's a rifle : 1 more." 

** You talk of his compasses and his pencil !" exclaimed a 
third -of the same band: *'see here, look at that, 'tis Napo- 
leon's invention; with that 1 heard him say he should be 
able to conquer the world — cause why ? in that little cake, 
the essence-'^e strength of a stone of beef is compressed; 
an ounce weight will make six gallons of soup, and with 
fioup we can face the deviL" 

** Conquer t^e world i" said a fourth, •* I think we have con- 
quered enough; we have done more in one campaign than 
any army in modem times, and I wish to return Jo my cot- 
tage ai^ garden inOhampagne; I was plucked out of my 
little paradise by that cursed conscription." 

To the BO amaU astonishment of Morison, the voice of 
Davie Gellock rose from the midst of the group, not in a 
low tone, soliciting notice, but commanding attention. 
^* We are nae better than a wheen born fools !" exclaimed 
Ihat worthy; '* we put the.tricolour in. our caps, take a sword 
in our hands, and peril our best blood — ^and what for ! I ask 
the question, what for ?" 

•* What for. Monsieur Gellock," swd a soldier of Picardy. 
♦* Why, for Dame Freedom, to be sure. Divel ! do you think 
we don't know what we are about V 

" Ye imagine ye ken what ye are driving at," answered 
Davie; " but deil gae down my crapin, cloven foot an' a', if it'a 
the intention of our leaders to let us build up a republican bou- 
lack among the saunts and sinners o' Italy, as we jaloused : 
na, na. Will ye tell me now, what makes our. little cor- 
poral collect a' the bonnie madonnsis, and saunts, and Christs 
that- are limned on canvass, cast in silver, or cut in stane, 
and send them aff to France 1 1 ask ye the plain question 
—now, deil a ane o' ye can telL Why then, it's just for the 
purpose of setting up a pope of Rome in Paris, wi' a*^ his 
images about him, and compelling us to fall down and wor- 
ship—aod what's waor, pay for absolution for sins, whilk 
Others compelled us to commit. 1 wad Uierefore council ye 
to make hay while the sun shines: to think that a ganging 
foot should aye be gathering* and no be carried into the clouds 
wf grand philosophic notions anent liberty and equality; 
bttt lemember that we have backs to be clothed and bellies 


to be filled, and that as naebody has been fed by ravens -ftince 
the time of Elijah, we have mair need to trust to ourseP. 
Let us, therefore, with ready hands and unscrupulous con- 
sciences, visit this little Sanctum of.Loretto, the images 
there, I am tauld, are just loaded wi* diamonds, like ane of 
thae trees wi' figs ; and should ony ane o' ye hae conscien- 
tious gripings, being Catholics, even tuirn owre the silver or 
the gowden commodity to me, 1 am a Presbyterian and not 
'scrupulous.^ The auditory barst into kMid laughter at 
Daviess speech. 

" He^s a droll dog ! but we never know whether he is merry 
or serious." 

Morison smiled, and passed onward to where he heard the 
soldiers of other bivouacs indulging themselves. The trees 
were lofty ; the sward was soft and velvety ; he now and 
then paused, and looked at the stars glimmering through the 
canopy of boughs overhead, or glanced at the fiower out 
of which his foot crushed a fragrance, new as well as 
grateful to him ; and not nnfrequently he contemplated the 
^ wild birds of the air that sat side by side on the sheltered 
branches, and looked down, disturbed at the sight of an ii>- 
truder on their solitude. All at once, the sound of horses 
urged to the gallop came on his ear : then there was a halt ; 
voices in fierce altercation were heard ; pistol shots fired ; 
and finally, the scream of a lady in distress and terror, mad« 
the wood re-echo. Morison hurried forward, and bursting 
lOercely through the tangling vines upon a bend of the road, 
the cause of S\i the outcry l^ame visible. A party of rifle- 
men and Giurassiers had established their bivouac right in the 
centre of the public way, and were rifling travellers whom 
ill-fortune and ignorance of the military occupation of the 
country had thrown into their hands. One of the servants 
who had resisted was killed ; a cuirassier lay dying beside 
him ; some dozen or so were rifling the luggage, whue three 
others wer^ eontending for a lady, who, with her hahr 
streaming over her shoulders, her eyes dilated* and gleaming 
with indignation and terror, and a pistol in her hand» stood 
against a tree, utterring shriek upon shriek. 

As a sharpshooter put forth his hand to seize her, a cui- 
rassier stniCK his arm down, exclaiming, *^ She is mine, by 
all the saints of Italy and France to boot ! didn^t I puU her 
from her horse V 

^* You be flogged !** exclaimed the other, seizing the cui- 
rassier by the belts, " I'll shake ye out of your boots in a 
moment, by all the. gods ancient and modern ! the girPa 
mine, I cut down the fellow who defended her." 

'* She shall belong to neither," said the third, " 3i[OU have 
wives in France and I am single ; besides, yon are illiterate 
asses, and won't understand her tongue— don't you hear thai 
ber very shriek has a. foreign sound f " 


** Then I swear she shall belong to us all,'* exclaimed the 
cuirassier. This seemed to satisfy the other two, and they 
were about to seize her, when Mori son burst upon them, 
saying sternly, "Back, villains," throwing the foremost 
off with such force that he reeled three paces and fell witli 
a violance that made rising painful. The second bowed 
and disappeared ; but the third, m the passion of the moment^ 
not recognising his chief, plucked a pistol from his belt-; it 
was struck down and the sword at his throat, when the af- 
frighted lady sprung into her deliverer's arms, and murmur- 
ing, " Morison, Monson !'* fainted in his bosom. 

The voice made his heart thrill : he gazed in her face, now 
as pale is death, and saying, ** Rose ! Lady Rose !** sta^- 

gered to the bank, and placing her among the flowers undid 
er head gear, exclaiming, '* Oh for a drop of water !*' Water 
was in a moment brought — in the helmet, too, of the cuiras- 
sier lately so fierce and rude ; the rough soldier, kneeling 
on one knee as he presented it, held down his head and said, 
'* Ah ! I beg your pardon, lady, and yours too, General Rol- 
dan.** The soldiers quitted their plunder to gaze on a scene 
of a softer kind, and, as life aad consciousness returned, 
such a flush of loveliness came with them as moved thd 

*' She is English, I swear,*^ cried one of the cuirassiers ; 
^* the island skins are as white as lilies washed in dew.'* 

"Whether white or brown," said a second, "she has 
)iandsome limbs any wa3r : and see how long and round her 
neck is ! Our general's in luck to-night when such a dove 
has flown into his bosom !** 

Rose gazed on Morison, next on the armed men around 
him, and then on her servants, one of whom lay dead and the 
other stood sorely wounded. She started up-^spoke to them 
•*— named them — laid her hands on them — ana looking on 
her fingers reddened with their blood, said, " This is the re- 
ward of faithfulness. Oh, Morison, are these fierce soldiers 
thine 1" 

Other witnesses were nigh : the bivouac, which was en- 
lightened by Davie's eloquence, heard the report of firearms 
and the noise of strife, and hastened to the spot; the foremost 
was the redoubted Davie. His eyes opened, as be after- 
ward declared, as wide as saucers, and hir mouth gaped like 
a mill door, when he beheld the Lady Rose in the arms of 
Morison, and dead men lying around. " Wha o' ye now," 
exclaimed Davie, looking fiercely on rifleman and cuirassier* 
" has had the audacity to meddle with this lamb t" 

" I did it," said a sharpshooter, " and what have you to 
say to it 1 I yielded to the general, but-*" and he stepped to** 
wards Davie with a menacing look. 

<* The devil ye did !" said Davie, and springing upon the 
soldier locked lus arms round him, and, heaving him off ths 

118 LORD ROLDAir. 

{[round, bestowed a squeeze upon him sacb as a bear bestows 
on those who bereave her of her whelps, and then fhnging him 
violently down, bade him gather himself up at his leisure. 
He lay without motion, while Davie triumphantly exclaimed, 
" We are forbid to use lead or steel in our quarrels, sae 
there's nae' martial law infringed, but an I had used baith he 
could nae had the starch ta'en better out of him/' 

The clatter of the hoofs 6f hurrying horse was heard, and 
in a moment Napoleon, with Murat and Lannes, appeared on 
the scene. '* Ha, Roldan ! what is this ? Ah, a lady ! I un^ 
derstand — and a fair one — an islander too ?*' 

Rose stepped forward, and looking composedly at Napo- 
leon said, ** Yes, I am an islander : a traveller too, and of a 
sex with whom the brave wage no war : but these men at- 
tacked me on this spot, slew one of my servants, and would 
have been rude to myself but for the coming of General Rol- 

Napoleon looked on the lady and on Morison, then turn- 
ing to Murat said, '* Joachim, they are as like each other as 
twin stars.** 

" I never beheld a face, save one, so beaQtifuI,*** replied 
Murat ; *' how Lannes gazes on her^ had he been one of the 
spoilers, Roldan would have had a task equal to storming a 
town to have regained her.'* 

Morison meanwhile had been forming his own resolution! 
•* Here, Davie," he said, ** and thou too, my friend," laying 
his hand on the shoulder of the cuirassier, from whose he£ 
met the water still dropped, *'take each of you six men in 
whom you can trust ; follow me to my tent, and there form 
a g^ard for this lady's protection, and answer with your 
hearts' blood for her safety. General, when that is done I 
attend on you." 

Napoleon bowed to Morison and lower to Lady Rose, as 
they walked towards the tent. '* I like this," said the chief; 
** my friend Roldau's quite a hero — a hero for the muse of 
Ossian. These tender incidents soften the iron aspect of 
war ; they impart, too, a chivalrous daring to a rtian of an 
imaginative temperament ; I shall bid Roldan thunder in the 
van, or rush on with the reserve, in the very next battle. 
But, Lannes, my friend! you heed me not?'* 

** Why, I am thinking," said Lannes, '* what a lucky fellow 
Roldan is; he began in romance, and something romantie 
still follows him; a sorceress in Hispaniola told him he 
would become great, and great he becomes accordingly. 1 
wish some one would consult the stars for me, and show me 
a career as bright." 

"I have done it," said Napoleon, his brow daikenini^ 
slightly as he spoke. 

*' You, general t" exclaimed the other— >** can you read the 
planets t*^ 


**Ican guess,'* answered Napoleon; **Ihave a star — all 
men of mark have stars — and, you, Lannes, have one — I see 
it now — ^yonder it is beside my own ! how brightly they blaze 
and move brilliantly together through the sk v. But what do 
I behold i one is suddenly extinguished^ while the other con- 
tinues its course undimmed.'* 

" Well, be it so,*' exclaimed Lannes : " let my course, like 
yon shooting star, be bright to the last ; but'* — and he looked* 
round ere he said, in a low earnest voice-^'* you will be lord 
of Europe first." 

Napoleon seized him by the ear, gave it a gentle pnch, 
and answered, " Wljat words are these. Citizen Lannes ?— you 
know hot the harm they might do you." 

'* The day is gone for that," replied the other, cheerfully ; 
'*it is not likely that one of Napoleon's followers will allow 
Damje Guillotine to take her will of his neck ; her grips are 
not so pleasant as w«re the grips of yon island girl. round the 
neck of Roldan — I never saw nim look confused before." 

'* And likely may never see him so again,'* said Napoleon; 
" I love Roldan — ^his courage is great, his presence of mind 
equal to my own, and the quickness of his conceptions is sur- 
passed by the rapidity of his execution — yet, he is a riddle: 
there is something mystical and undefined about him ; he 
already begins to look coldly on our career; his head is fiUed 
with the chimeras of liberty and equality, and he expects to 
see thrones pulled down, and republics reared after every 
victory. And yet mark the inconsistency of the man; I 
but hinted to him the other day of the probability of an army 
being despatched into his own little isle of p^dlers : he col- 
oured up ; a light came into his eye, such as I have witnessed 
when he was doing some desperate deed ; he looked on me 
and saidf 

* Oh never but foy British hands ,. 
Shall British wrongs be righted.* 

A noble sentiment, yet a strange one for him to utter, who is 
the child and the champion of universal liberty and equality." 

'* Does your maj — I beg your pardon," exclaimed Murat, 
" talking of thrones has confused my brain— do you march 
onLoretto and Rome to-morrow, general?" 

"Yes, Prince Murat," replied Napoleon, laughing. "Do 
you desire to be created a cardinal? I shall have some- 
thing in my power, and will willingly oblige thee, Joachim, 
for who can forget thy impetuous valour — thy whirlwind 


''My taste does not lean churchward," said the other, 
laughing ; " I am happiejr in the vortex of battle, when sword 
str&es fire on swora, aiid plume nods madly on plume, than 
on the maxble floor of a palace, or on tlie bloomy mead when 



120 LORD ROLDAll. 

maidens are merry, ahd niuslc of birds and instruments ffils 

all the air.^' 

Meanwhile Morison, aiding with his hand the hesitating 
steps of Lady Rose, conducted her to his tent, and seated 
her amid an armful of flowers, which his followers had gath- 
ered to perfume the place. Davie brought in the travelling 
gear — ^he stood first on the right foot, then on the left — fidget- 
* ed, rubbed his flinty palms till they almost produced fire, and 
at last burst into a loud chuckling l^ugh. *^ What ails ye, Da- 
vid V inquired Morison; "there's something wrong when 
ye laugh." 

" Wrang !" exclaimed his follower, *' there's nanght wrang ; 
all is right; but this is the queerest of all odd-come-short- 
lies. Catch a hizzie, and make her a handmaid : that co wes 
a|l — ^" David's exclamations were interrupted by a cuiras- 
sier and a rifleman entering the tent^ holding between them 
a handsome girl, some sixteen years old or so. Her large 
black eyes were wet with tears, her hair dishevelled, her 
dress, simple as it was, disordered, and she gazed as though 
she dreaded that in ev«ry one she beheld an executioner. 

The two soldiers Jooked to one another, glanced at Lady 
Rose and Morison, a*" Bach seemed desirous of saying some- 
thing. '^Ambrose, art thou struck dumb, manl" said the 
rifleman ; ^ where is the speech you promised to make to 
the lady 1 there she sits, like a white dove whose plumage 
some raven has ruffled : speak, man, Or shut your mouth for 

•* Lady," said the cuirassier, thus admonished, ^ all my 
fine words flew away when I came to the tent door, ^y 
comrade and I felt sq heartily ashamed for our rudeness, that 
Te resolved to atone for it somehow: so thinking that 
damsels such as your loveliness would like don't abound in 
the camp, we e'en set out on a foirage, and had the luck to 
catch this fittle black-eyed cottager; she was singing like 
any nightingale^ but he^ song sai3c into a scream when we 
went Tight bolt on her, and carried her ofL Here she is, 
lady, and should she not suit, we'U e'en catch another hand* 
maiden for you. Oh, that we should eter have presumed to 
touch the lady whom our general loves." So saying, they 
thrust the maiden forward* She was not at all unwilling to 
escape from such handling, but smiled as she went up to the 
seat of Lady Rose, folding her hands over her bosom, and 
bowing her head, as if approving of thestrarure transfer which 
had been made. 

No sooner were the two soldiers gone, than Rose assured 
the young Italian that no wrong should be done to her, and 
that General Roldan would see that slie was placed safe 
agam under the roof ctf her friends. This composed her at 
once; she trimmed her raffled dress, set her loosened rtnff« 
lets ia order^ and after two or three turns about the te^ 


begtn to kt her tongue slip into one of her conntry's delight- 
ful melodies, though a sob or two saddened the sound* 
*^ Weel, thae French are queer creatures,** said Davie as he 
went out, and returned again to the tent; *' there's courtesy 
in cutting o' throats as weel as in kissing; they hae a* sic a 
turn for uie polite, and how gleg as they are at it too ! they'll 
doH in half the time an Englishman's thinking on't. Wha 
wad hae thought of gripping a servant quean out o' compli- 
ment to ane their general likes t Here's mair o' the same 
sort o' courtesy." As he muttered this, he placed a basket 
full of fruit at the feet of the young lady, with wine and all 
such delicacies ^s the land afforded, and then said, '* Hard 
blows, were given and received in the market where the^e^ 
grapes were found ; pistol shots and sword clash were rife 
when that wine was got from the cellar. Ye would think the 
spirit of love had seized on our whole division ; for away 
they flew east and west to collect delicacies for 3rour supper. 
Od ! Lady Rose, if you asked for ane o' yon crimson-nned 
clouds for a couch, and twa o' yon brilliant stars for candles, 
they wad try and get them for y^" 

Davie stood sentinel at the tent door ; the soldiers had 
retired to their different watches, apdno one was present 
save the Italian girl, when Morison aiia^bse ate fruit, tasted 
wine, and entered into' conversation. 

^ This, Lady Rose, is but a rude way of showing respect,** 
said Morison ; '* but we are on our march from ope battle- 
field to another, and simplicity is, with us, the most attain- 
id}le of all the graces." 

She looked on Morison, and answered : ^ This rude respect 
shows the regard the soldiers have for their general ; their 
compliments are poetic, and as they come from the hearty 
they are welcome. I was prepared for this, from all 1 have' 
seen, and all I have heard." ^ 

^ But by what accident, lady, did you travel on a road, ren-* 
dered dangerous by the occupation of a conquering army ; 
and — but I should have asked that first, how ooiild ^ou think 
of coming into Italy in times so changeful and perilous as- 
these r* 

'* I accompanied Lord Roldan to Rome, where he had busi- 
ness of a private nature to transact with his holiness ; and 
then I came with him when he bore a message to your 
hauglUy commander, which was frustrated by the pnride and 
obstinacy of one whom they call Napoleon's right hand.'* 

^ No, lady," replied Morison, ^' the pride was not on my 
part; but had our guardian angel's intercourse with man 
depended on it, I h^ not acted otherwise." He folded his 
arms as he said this, and looked the sentiment he uttered. 

** Morison," said Rose, ** I shall not thank you for having 
saved me from dishonour, because I know you would have 
wrought the same deliverance for any other. But, oh! if you 

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would render that deliverance more pleasing^ relax, I pray 
yoUt somewhat of that stern creed, of which the sentiment 
just uttered is a dark one. Your blood seems of fire ; your 
wrongs have added a delirium to your thoughts ; Lord Roi- 
dan is not wilder and madder in his notions of blood and 
lineage, than you are in your scorn of all that the world has, 
till within this week I may say, re^erenced.*^ 

** I know it,*' answered he, '* I. acknowledge it ; it is my 
pride ; it is what I live for ; it is what I may die for : but I 
shall seek it unto death . It was wrongs — wrongs, lady, done 
to her whom I aH but idolize ; wrongs, too, offered to my- 
self—repeatedly offered-^which stung my heart, and opened 
my eyes, and caused me to see that the evil ^irit of nered* 
itary rank was the idol to whom mother and son were sacri- 
ficed% That idol shall be cast down, as sure Bk yon moon 
belongs to heaven — as sure as that wine was expressed from 
the grape, and as sure as my rigfit foot touches the earth !'' 
he stamped as he said this-^'* or Morison Roldan shall perish 
in the attempt.*' 

** Morison," said Rose, l^ing her hand on his, ** make no 
rash vows — swear not, 1 entreat you, in this mistempered 
mood ; the world is in a changeful temper — ^yoiu* new re- 
public may be cast down by the very hands which reared it. 
Vou are moving in the midst of armed men, and hear but 
their war cries, and are not aware that the chief who leads 
you is employing the spirit and the swords of the republicans 
to achieve an empire for himself/' 

Morison paced up and down his tent, his looks were trou- 
bled, and something seemed to press on his mind. ** I have 
dreaded this," he said to himself; "a change has indeed 
come over the spirit of this conquering army ; the soldiers 
attach themselves to individual commanders ; it is now no 
longer ' Live the Republic !' but * Live Napoleon !' Nay, 
in their very songs, the soldiers talk of pulling the attorneys 
out by the neck, and placing their leader, the Child of Des- 
tiny, as he calls himself, in their stead. All the generals 
save Bernadotte hold the same language — ^the republic de- 
pends on the breath of the army of Itady, an'd on the stamp 
of the boot heel of Napoleon." 

Rose saw what was passing in his mind: "I was one of 
those," she said, ** who rejoiced when you were torn by force 
from your countnr, because I had such an opinion of your 
mind and spirit, that I believed great gaod would come out 
of what you deemed insufferable evil — nay, look not so 
suspiciously on me ; your life was cared for, and men were 
with you, whom the callous ruffian, employed to kidnap you, 
would have contended with in vain. But, alas ! all was frus- 
trated by the dread doings which took place in Hispaniola ; 
you were thrown into the vortex of a revolution, which has 
swallowed up the worth and the virtue of France ; the tide 


is now fl6win£^ east, Vest, n^h, and south, like a lara imut- 
datit>n; to burn up other countries. That you use yoor 
power worthily, I am prepared to hear ; but is it meet, and is 
it not tyrarmous to force other nations, at the ed^e of the 
sword, to adopt maxims, the worth of which remains to be 
proven, and constitutions which, even in France, change like 
the fashion of men's clothes V^ 

Mbrison smiled at her energy,^ and answered, ** I had no 
choice, I was flung into this raging ocean of change, and had 
to swim if I desired to live. Behold me a leader; had I re- 
mained in my own land, what would the bastard boy have 
been ? the lobster-coated lackey to some upstart peer, or a 
barefooted watcher of sheep on the hills, with a peeled stick 
and a pfaid. No, no, lady, the good, notwithstanding the 
evil, has been' great, which the revolution has wrought; it 
has taught kings that thrones are not safe which are not 
supported by the people ; it has told a hundred millions of 
men, by how few they ha^e allowed themselves to be en- 
slaved ; and it has proved, that when princes become enemies, 
and nobles leave the land, enough of worth, and courage, and 
genius can be found in shieling and cottage, to save an em- 
pire and increase its glory.'' 

** All this I may allow to be true," answered Rose ; ** but, 
Morison, as we sailed thither, we heard of rumours of camps 
established, and navies equipping for the invasion of England. 
Are we to be honoured with the Jacobinic embrace in the 
* vale of Glengamock, and have Dominie Milligan's school 
kept by honest Ambrose, who has invented a new way to find 
handmaids l*^ 

** I am glad to see that the rude interruption experienced 
in your journey has not deprived. you of yonr inclination for 
raillery. Now, lady, I bestow this tent on you and. your 
little handmaid ; you will find couches on which repose is 
sometimes found — ^my duty calls me elsewhere, yet the tent 
will have its watchers. Good-night, and may your edumbers 
be sweet !*' 

It was now nigh midnight, all was still around, 4ind save 
the snort of a bridled steed, or the greeting of the sentinels, 
naught indicated that breathing thing was there, nmch less 
that ten thousand armed men lay ready at a signal to start . 
into energy and action. As Morison paced to and fro before 
and sometimes behind his tent, musing on her whom the 
tent contained, and on his own singular destiny, a low dull 
creeping sound came at times from a distance to his ear ; it 
was not the wind among^ remote trees ; neither was it the 
rushing of waters ; but it seemed the hum of a multitude of 
marching men. *' D^ye hear that V^ said Davie, in a. scarce 
audible voice, to Morison. ** It's the sough of men and horse : ■ 
and it comes out o' the airt, wherein no half an hour since 
three lights, one white, one blue, and one red, were, thrown 



up halfway to heaven, and these were followed by twenty 
pale ones — there^s some, devilry in the wind, V\\ warrant." 

** Ay," said Morison, '* it is the enemy — the three lights 
indicate the French colours, and the twenty, the thousands 
which they imagine compose o.ur advance — they think to 
surprise us>^they will find us prepared.'* 

As he said this, he ascended, or rather climbed to the top 
of the ancient temple where his tent was pitched, and stand- 
ing on the summit, gazed wistfully over the line of forest and 
the distant valley. The air was calm and clear ; naught was 
to be seen ; but on leaping from one of the broken columns 
to the ffround, he said, " David, they are close upon us ; the 
mist of the valley and the skirts of the forest cover, as with 
a mantle, their line of march — there are many horse, and I 
heard the slow grinding of the artillery wheels — ^they come, 
confiding in their numbers, into the very lap of our position; 
we will welcome them with fire and steel." He whispered 
a few words to his follower, who nodded intelligence, and 
disappearing among the trees aroused his men. There was 
saddhng and mounting in haste ; there were advancinss into 
line, while the artillerv, already in position, concealed by 
the growing wood, and by fences of cut boughs, lay ready 
to pour forth a tempest of iron. Morison seemed to be every- 
where present. ** Stand fast, my lads," he said, as he passed 
alonff the front, which lay like a crescent with its horn to- 
wards the enemy : '' stand fast, and they are all ours." 

His men dns^ered with smiles, and with a slight flourish 
of sword and musket, and one of the veterans said, " My com- 
rade and I have a request to make of General Roldan : keep 
out of the line of shot — ^you have told us what to do, and 
the lads of Lodi will do it." 

Nor wa3 Davie idle ; he aroused his companions; a circle 
of sand bags and sacks of corn were heaped high around the 
tent where Rose lay, in undisturbed slumber : ^ This will keep 
her from the accident of a stray ball," muttered Davie, '* and 
we are strong enough to beat off, a hasty attack." 

Something of approaching danger seems to have been 
presented to her in a dream ; for she moved, started half 
from her couch, and then murmuring.'* Morisoni" sunk again 
iti slumber. 



Tat slumber in which we left the Ladv Rose waa of Bhort 
dnration, though all tht: sounds and smells arouad her wooed 
to repose. The steps of the soldiers on the forest sward 
were scarce audible ; the murmnr of the breeze aniong the 
boughs, laden with fragrance and with fruit, was lulling and 
grateful; the small grasshopper-ltke chirrup of the field 
mouse, as it nibbled the new-fallen fruit, was pleasant to an 
ear fastidious in sounds ; and all nature seemed anxious to 
indulge beauty with tlie repose she so much required. 

The sudden burst of Mly pieces of artillery, the clang of 
many trumpets, the warning summons of innumerable drums, 
and that thrilling cry which two armies set up when the^ 
make the onset, awoke her at once, and awoke her loo in 
terror, which she sought in vain to conceal. "Where am 
I !" she cried ; " and where's Morison t" 

•"Deed, my lady," said the comforter Darie, "ye are Just 
as safe as if ye were In Roldan tower. Deil a baU was ever 
cast can come through these ramparts; and where is Mori- 
son, said ye t just where I should like to be ; looking down 
the leviathan thrapple of that great beast, war, aa'd ruling ten 
thousand men, who will move as he moves, and do as he 

Rose hastily adjusted her dress, and with her little hand- 
maiden, whom the rough hand of war had lately bestowed 
on her, stood ready to move, should it be necessary. ' 

** She's a glorious creature!" said one of the riflemen, 
looking at her over the rude rampart which fenced her in ; 
" and while there's a ball in my piecf, and blood in my 
Teins, she shall be safe." 

Danger for the present appeared to be distant. Morison 
had received the first rush of the enemy with equal resolu- 
tion and bravery ; and lapping their flanks with fire, and 
charging their front with toot and horse, repulsed them with 
great loss, and maintained his position, which was strong and 
seemed so ; for the forest prevented the assailants from per- 
ecivine either the exact posture or number of their enemies. 

" We are qt^t of them for this time, Roldan," Mid Hurat, 


&8 they returned to their position, restoring their blooNdy 
swords to their sheaths. 

"They will return presently," replied the other; "they 
see we refrain from pursuing them, and will calculate we ars 
weak; and here they come !" His eyes, as he spoke, spark- 
led with that intense light which the lion^'s eye emits as he 
leaps on the hunters. 

The leaders of the enemy concluded that at most two di- 
visions of the French impeded their way, and bringing for- 
ward more horse, >^ith all their cannon, and throwing out 
clouds of skirmishers on front and flank, advanced once nunre 
to the combat. • 

** What makes you hesitate t" exclaimed a priest. ** Your 
feet are on your native soil ; the bones of your fathers lie 
around you ; your wives, your mistresses, your mothers^ and 
your children, are praying for your success, and will ye 
dare, in such a cause, to dread the aspect of .death ? For* 
ward !'* and the intrepid monk ran barefooted before them, 
and, crucifix in hand, died in the act of breaking through the 
French line. 

" Why halt, my people ?" exclaimed a second monk, bear^ 
in^ a banner in his hand. " Do you doubt the aid of the 
saints % have ye not faith in the miraculous image of our 
Ladye 1 I tell ye lead shall fly harmless over you, and steel 
shall smite you in vain ; for your cause is that of the church, 
and ye war with that philosophic heresy, which is the sec- 
ond born of Satan, as sin was the first." Thus urged, the 
squadrons advanced to the charge, and a fierce contest en- 
sued, in which all the skill and presence of mind which 
marked the commander were required to make good the 
French position. 

Meanwhile, some of those who would rather conquer by 
stratagem than seek success where the peril of blood is 
great, penetrated along the French flanks, and endeavoured 
to gain the rear of their position.* Two hundred or so of 
those cautious warriors came towards the tent where Rose 
sat, and though several of them fell in the advance, the re- 
mainder reached the rampart which enclosed her, and con- 
jecturing that it contained the military chest, summoned 
more of their comrades, and attacked the guard, who 
amounted to about fifty men. The assailants were encour- 
aged in this by the sound of battle, which drew nearer and 
nearer; balls came crashing through the forest, strewing 
the ground with leaves and boughs. It seemed that the 
French were retreating, and that the old temple and tent 
would likely become the scene of the last struggle. Some 
such thought crossed the mind of Aavie'; he threw down 
part of the rampart, and said, " Lady — Lady Hose, we maun 
retire ; Morison wants us. Besides, I dread that thae papist 
deevils will get the better o' us if we bide ony longer." ^ 


Ab lie apoke, tiie attack which Davie dreaded commenced* 
Now the Lady Rose had all the courage which belonged to 
her name. In this moment of danger she neither wrung her 
bands, tore her hair, beat her bosom, nor yelled dolorously. 
She snatched up Morison's pistols, and bursting from assail- 
ants, joined the guard, and called on them to stand. Her 
youth, her beauty, the melody of her voice, and the bright- 
ness of her eyes, which seemed to emit liquid fire, struck 
some of the foremost with awe ; nor were they willing^ to 
level theilr rifles at her, lest they should offend a saint, for of 
this world they scarcely deemed her. "Stuff, nonsense, 
gamm<!rn !** cried one into whose ear his comrade whispered 
Ms fears. ** Our Ladye forgive you ! d*ye think Saint Bea- 
trice would forget herself, and take part with the aeretics f 
This will show you what stuff she is made of ;*^. but as he lev- 
elled his rifle a ball struck him on his forehead, and stretched 
him lifeless. *' I was right," muttered his comrade, and be- 
gan to iretire, exclaiming, *' We are warring against Heaven, 
ny countrymen !" 

But, notwithstanding the flight of the superstitious, and 
the bravery of the guard of the young lady, she was in peril, 
when the rush of horses' feet were heard, boughs crashed* a 
stem voice cried ** Advance !" and Napoleon himself, at the 
head of his guards, appeared upon the scene. He leaped 
from his horse, took Rose by the hand, and said, " Thou 
island heroine, thou art fit to be empress of the earth — ^fit to 
be companion to my Josephine, who has a soul lofty and 
ffteat as thine own.** All the courage which danger had cal- 
Ml up vanished now, and the woman with her feelings re- 
turned ; she dropped her pistols— both had been, and not idly, 
discharged ; she passed her hand over her disordered tresses, 
and stood — and scarcely stood, so much was she oppressed 
by the presence of that dread chief whom she had already 
learned to call the Child of Destiny. *' lady," he said, 
with a voice like music, and one of those irresistible smiles 
which could win the way to the rougl^est heart — *^ Lady, 
your introduction to Napoleon has been where ceremony 
could not be considered ; but you are safe ; nay, you owe it 
to yourself. Roldan is victor, and here he comes to say 

The tide of war, after a fierce overflow, had been rolled 
hack ; and Morison, his face died with gunpowder, and his 
dress soiled with the contest — ^for he had been where strife 
was hot — came on his reeking horse, and leaping at once to 
Uie ground, removed his helmet, and bowing to Rose, said, 
*' Thank Heaven, lady, you are safe!" She looked wist- 
fully on him : Napoleon whispered in her ear, *' He is as 
beautiful as a youthful Mars : I shall have a^tatue of him 
there as he stands, £rom the chisel of my friend Canova# 

128 LOftO solbav. 

And of thee too, lady ; thou art a scarcely more beantiM 
Roldan/* Rose blushed at the greatness of these eompH-^ 
meiits, and seemed anxious to retire. 

** Alas!" said Morison, who interpreted her looks, '^what 

would I give, dearest Rose, to see thee where no harm could 

reach. Napoleon, you can help me ; the road is open to 

^ Rome, and who would dare to disobey an order from your 

right hand ?" 

** Why few, I believe, in Italy," answered the chief. *• But 
stay ; day is already brightening* ; nay, the edge of the sun 
is above the ocean — the birds too are abroad in the air, as 
well as the bees, and we shall have sunshine to show us 
where our enemies lie, and light us in our deliberations." 
These wprds were not well uttered when the whole air rung 
with cheers and shouts, and still the acclamations increased. 
*• See what all this is about, Murat,** said Napoleon. ** Ha» 
the directory recalled us V he continued with a sneer* 
" They have been less forward with their orders smce we 
refused to divide the army With Kellerman. Ha! are the 
days of knight-errantry returned 1 tiere are gentle warriors. 
I should know that form <" It was a vision which called 
forth these latter words — a vision of beauty. Two youtig 
' and handsome maidens came jewelled from the bosom, to 
the knee; their locks beautifully tbraided into small fines 
and wound gracefully about the head. The lady who suc- 
ceeded these, accompanied by a score of handsome youths 
completely armed, was of a riper and more dignified beauty. 
Neither had she called in the aid of Jewels to adorn her, but 
trusting to the elegance of her form, to the sweet yet com- 
manding dignity of her Junolike looks, rode' on in conscious 
superiority towards the young chief of the French army, the 
Child of Destiny himself. 

Burnished helmet and plumed hat left their wearers* heads 
as she advanced. Napoleon coloured like a bridegroom on 
his way to the aUar; and stepping forward, exclaimed, 
** Welcome, my Josephine ! this is a fit place to receive you 
— ^it is the field of victory." 

" On what other field could you have received me, my 
lord 1" said the future empress. " On every hill, in every 
vale, and on the banks of every stream where Josephine has 
passed 9ince she entered Italy, she traced the victorious 
footsteps of her Napoleon. Ha! General Roldan — myyounff*, 
my fervent friend— I am glad to see you at my henrs 
right hand, and sharing with him the glory of victory." 

** If I had not heard of Roldaq's courage and genius through 

my Josephine," said Napoleon, bowing to both, " I shotdd 

have had the merit of remarking them myself; for, sinee 

we gained Monte-Notte, not a day has passed that he has 

not displayed the readiness of his invention and tiie en» 

iJOaO ROLDAN* 12d 

•Tgy of his mind. Bat I have adaty to do : I wish I were 
poet enough to do it ffracefuUy/^ 

As Napoleon said this he took the Lady Rose by the hand* 
and leading her forward, said, " My Josephine discovered a 
liero : I have discovered a heroine. I present her to you. 
"yfe sometimes see shapes in smoke and faces in clouds, do 
you see no one^s soul looking through these eyes T' 

Josephine took Rose in her arms, saluted her, and said, 
^ Yes, I see a more gentle, a more angelic Roldan." 

** Gentle !*' exclaimed Napoleon, '* I wish you had but seen 
ber an hour ago. A squadron of the enemy came rather 
close ; her guard, outnumbered, began to retreat : not so my 
heroine : with a pistol in her hand, these dove's eyes emitting 
lightning, and stamping Uke Mars himself, she cried * Come 
onr I heard, her — I saw her. Ah ! were it not that Roldan 
and Lannes would do nothing but gaze on you in battle, and 
forget that they are heroes, I would bestow a division ou 
you, Lady Roae.^' 

^ What, and art thou a Rose tbo, as well as Josephine ! But 
thou art a British rose, fair as a hly, and she is a darker flowert 
and shows on her cheek the salute of the sun of her own glow- 
ing clime. Thou art my sister. I mark thee for my own.*' 

Monson advanced. '* Lady,'' he said to Josephine, '* you 
have eased mv heart— and I shoutfMiave said so sooner, but 
these battle adventures of ours unfit us to appear in such a 
presence. Welcome to Italy. Ah ! oftentimes have I seen 
our great chief look back to sunny France and sigh — ^he wiU 
look forward now." 

At this moment the intrepid Lannes, who, carried away by 
bis impetuous valour, had urged the pursuit of the enemy, 
came *' stewed in haste" — ^his horse in a foam, and himself 
wearing from helmet to spur, the tokens of a heady strife. 
^ I bear in my left hand peace," he ^aid to Napoleon, *' and I 
bear in my right hand war; should you choose the former, 
the churcn will take you to her ample bosom, forgive you all 
your error, call a saint by your name, and grant absolution to 
your followers. Should you choose war, she bids me say 
that she will use her spiritual artillery as well as the carnsd 
sword, and bolt and bar the gates of heaven against you, 
and deliver you and your army — ^horse and foot — over to 
Satan. I think these were all the words ; the emperor and 
the pope have sent commissioners to know your pleasure. 
The eagle Napoleon sits with the dove Italy in his claw, and 
the raven and the crow come to croak him out of his meal.^' 

^ Bravo ! Lannes, you grow poetical," said Napoleon. 

^ You will find my words true, notwithstanding," said the 
rough soldier ; ** but if you follow my council — ^have I liber- 
ty to give it 1" 

^Out with it, man," answered Napoleon, *'otit with it, 
were it but to help us to a laugh." 


190 LORD ROLDAir* 

**Wfay tiien it is this: defy the emperor, laugh at th^ 
pope, JGillow us to crown you and Josephine king and queen 
of Italy» and depend on the army for keeping your throne 
against the world." 

'* You are facetious to-day, Lannes,^ said Napoleon^ with 
something between a rebuke and a smile on his countenance ; 
^go look to your division — ^you have acquired a right to^a 
step in command by your bravery, i a)mo»t wMi 1 wer^ a 
prince, that I might bestow half my kingdom on my gallant 

The armistice thus oddly intimated was proclaimed at 
midday: the army fell back, conducted by Murat and Lannes, 
accompanied by Josephine and her ladies ; Napoleon him* 
self, with Mori son and Massena : men whose heads were re* 
quired in political arrangement lingered behind, nod fol- 
lowed with the rear division. In pursuing theirway, through 
one of the many groves of that fine land, two of Josephine's 
pages came, and in the same of their mistress, lavitod the 
chief and his comrades to^ an'entertaimnent — a table in the 

^ What can this be t" said Napoleon to Morison i '^some 
poetic repast, I suppose — some elegant whim of my Joseph- 
we. I hope our fair islander will aid in rendering it agree- 
able.*^ They entered a#fty avenue of trees, ^ich eon- 
ducted them to one of those majestic temples reared by the 
Romans, whose dreams in all things were of eternity. Time, 
superstition, and barbarians rude and civilized bad warred 
upon its solid masonry in vain ; the sublime pojrtico towered 
above all the surrounding forest, while a statue, austere, 
majestic, and colossal, wearing an immortal sentiment 
amid ruin, still occupied its pedestal in the centre. All 
this was, at the moment we speak of, concealed ; but as 
Napoleon approached, a veil which screened it, as a mist . 
hides the mountain side, was withdrawn, and disphiyed a 
sight which took htm by sorprise. ■ 

The steps up to the temple were strewn with flowers ; gar- 
lands of roses hung halfway to the ground from the shattered 
pediment, while the columns were wreathed with laurel froiQ 
capital to base. On the summit waved flags taken from the 
Austrians and Sardinians ; and within the portico were placed 
two sf^endid seats with the eagle standtirds on each side» 
and that no one might mistake the meaning, on one was 
written Napoleon, on the other Josephine.. Tables covered 
with fruits, -and frajprant. with wine, extended from these 
places of hcNiour, with seats for some of the chieft of the 
army, with the addition of two veterans, marked out for 
promotion: one of whOm had saved the life of Napoleon^ 
and the other had planned the storming of a difllcult redoubt, 
and executed it with a bravery, whi^ called forth the ap- 
plause of friend and foe. Tho Lady Rose sat at the knee oft 

iosephmet and Mort8on»l4mne8, Munit, and Massena were 
nigh Napoleon. Multitudes of common soldiers gathered 
rounds and with arms in their hands appUiuded the scene, 
shouting' the names of their favourite leaders, among whom 
l^at of Roldan was remembered. 

While all wsfi joy and gayety, a soldier from the top of th« 
temple, unseen himself, lowered down a chaplet of laurel by 
an invi^Me thread, and so well was it managed, that ii 
touched the head of Napoleon before he perceived it. This 
was received with loud shouts: but when an imperii crpwn 
of laurel was lowered by the same hand, mkny stem voices 
were h^ard in disapprobation, and the chief with a smile on one of the eagles. 

^* Liberty and equality T' shouted a hundred voices, '^ Vive 

'fAy, ay," said Napoleon, " these, are fine words, and-~ 
once carried a meaning." 

*^ Silencer' exclaimed Lannes, with a voice, which might 
have been heard amid the discharge of a hundred pieces of 
artillery. *' Silence, soldiers! you cr)^ liberty and equality! 
bat I cry a ho^ war and rapid promotion. You shout, long 
live the repubjic ! I shout, pensh all who hinder the sword 
from holding rule in the earth'— live the army of Italy !^' He 
would have said more, but was interrupted by shouts, ac« 
companied by the waving of pennants, swords, and plumes ; 
and also by the coming of two ambassadors, one from the 
emperor, and the other from the pope, whose private orders 
were to obtain peace at any sacrifice. 

Napoleon smiled as they approached, and said to Massena, 
'*I was lat«ly told by an Atistnan officer — one of the minute* 
step school-«-that I gained my battles contrary to all rules. 
I shall receive, these men in the spirit in which I fight — ^let 
them advance. Now, sirs, what say you; explain your 
errand.'' . . 

The Austrian looked at the strange scene before him, then 
fixing his eyes on Napoleon, said, '* The emperor honours 
you as a great soldier; he would gladly be at peace with 
France, arkl-^" he continued in a low voice, ** as republics 
are notoriously unkind to those who merit most, he bids me 
say that the rank of prince of the empire i^'too Ipw for your 
merit, but he has nothing higher to ofler.'^ 

** Sir Austrian,'^ said Napoleon, sternly, ** my reply is, that 
I would rather be the humblest citizen of a free republic, than 
the head of a despotic empire ; you are answered* Now, Sir 
Priest, what may your mission be ?" 

^ If I. spoke for myself,'^ said the monk, ** I should say, the 
earth is the Lord's and the fulness thereof; that we are his 
servants, and thou and thy men our vassals, and that thy foul 
goddess of liberty should be worshipped in St. Peter's in- 
stead of the. Lord of Hosts, before that I became a suppliant 


133 MU> EOLBAK. 

to 8nch a man as Napoleon Bonaparte and his liberttne 

"• Ha ! Sir Monk/' said Lannes, ** another word and thoo 
art in purgatory. Dost think that these columns are clois- 
ters and the conquering Napoleon a country wench come to 
confess her folly V 

'^ Peace, Lannes,'* said Napoleon, ^ peace ! But what haTe 
you to say for him of Rome — ^the prince and priest t"* 

**• From my prince and priest, as thou art pleased to call his 
holiness, the infallible head of God's visible church, 1 have 
milder words ; for I serve a meek old man, who loves devo- 
tion, and shudders at strife, and would rather surrender some 
of the patrimony of the church, and some of its wealth, than 
bring sorrow upon his people, or cause the effusion of Mood." 

It seemed fated that Josephine should have other guests 
than those she had invited. Trumpets sounded at a distance : 
the soldiers ran on all sides to see who the newcomers mi^ht 
be ; and Bemadotte and Murat, at a signal from their chief, 
advanced at the head of a band of chosen soldiers to welcome, 
to. watch, or to seize the intruders. It was two deputies 
com'roissioned by the directory to bear its commands to the 
citizen general and his followers, and as tbby ynere not fully 
acquainted with the ascendancy which the genius of Napo- 
leon had acquired over the army, they comported themselves 
with a haughtiness which they wished to be felt. ** ^irit 
of equality ! what do I see 1'* said the first deputy. ^ I ap- 
proach not a Simple leader of Xhe citizens of the august repub- 
lic, but a king, throned among his vassals.^' 

^ Say on,** said Napoleon, '* and spare not.** 

^ And what do I see,*' said the second deputy, ** but a crown 

Srepared for the head of the citizen general Brother, let us 
o our duty. I grieve for this valiant soldier. How sad 
will the dames of Paris be when he bares his., neck to the 
guillotine 1" 

The impetuous Lannes burst out : *' Half the shoulders in 
France shall want heads, and the women of Paris wade ankle 
deep in the blood of men before Napoleon's neck be bared 
for the guillotine ! Nor do they deserve to wear theirs for 
a moment who talk of such thmgs. Ay, frown. Napoleon, 
and frown too, deputies of the directory, but I know the feel- 
ings of the army. *By the sun of heaven! were I to report 
your wOrds to these seventy thousand men, they would feed 
the ravens with you first — then march fir Paris — and — ^ 
Morison gave the vehement soldier a violent pinch which 
caused him to turn roughly about. 

Napoleon, in a voice like music, soft, gentle, and pleasing, 
thus addressed and smoothed down the deputies : 

*' Citizens, you win the public ear and gratify the natioa 
by your sense and your eloquence ; by your winning manner 
and your courtesy ; we win the public Uivour l>y the rapidity 


t>f our marches and the aharpness of oar blows ; we muat 
make allowance for one another; a soldier who, hke the 
valiant Lannes there, has made his name the terror of Italy ; 
whose sword hang like a burning comet over their camps 
and cities, portending destruction ; he has neglected to me 
his tongue and to pick his words : you will hwre the good- 
ness, therefore, to excuse his hasty expressions. As for the 
seats which Josephine * and her husband now occupy, they 
come from the lore of our soldiers to one who has never led 
them but to victory : nothing was meant injurious to the 
majesty of the peopld/' The deputies were soothed and 

While this was passing, Josephine whispered the lady 
Rose, ** How noble Roldan looks ! you must be proud of your 
frien<l ; he is in the if ay to fame and glory.'* 

'* Friend !'* said Rose, ** alas ! he refuses to be the friend 
of my house ; he wishes to stand alone ; and scorning the 
alliance of a noble name, desires to be known only as his 
own maker."' 

" Ah, Rose, my love, cannot two bright eyes^Ksannot a 
«weet tongne--cannot good sense and great loveliness, per- 
suade your cousin to relax in his rigid notions f* 

^ Cousin, lady V* answered Rose, colouring. ''A mystery^ 
which naught, I fear, can now explain, han^ over my birth : 
if I am allowed to call myself his sister, it is honour enough 
for me — ay, or for any one." 

** Ah, I see — I understand," said Josephine ; " but surely it 
was not revealed to me in a dream that you are the child of 
the younffer, and not of the elder brother." 

Twilight came, and Morison, stunned with the rumours and 
with the conferences of the day, walked out of the camp, and 
entered a smstU and very beautiful valley, to muse on his sit- 
uation, and retire into his own thoughts. It was a place 
famed in modem as well as in ancient story : statues of gods, 
and fauns, and satyrs, and nymphs, had given place to cy- 
presses, cells for anchorets, and figures of men whipped and 
tormented by fiends, male and female. Morison felt an awe 
steal over him ; he thought of the haunted glens of his na- 
tive Scotland ; of the forms with which fear peopled them, 
and was looking suspiciously into a darksome nook, and 
shaping the sounds which he heard into words, and the 
shadows into figures, when a hand was laid on his arm— he 
started and made a motion towards his sword. 

" It is your general," said Napoleon. Morison looked on 
him— in his face melancholy and sternness were mingled. 
•* Continue 3rour walk, Roldan," he said, taking his arm— 
*Uhis is enchanted mund: nay, smile not; superstitious 
belief is common to dl nations, nor have the classic regions 
of Italy escaped from it more than the wild rough glens of 



194 XORD BOLDAll; 

They walked a few pace8,.till they reached a broken col* 
umti :~" Here," continued Napoleon, "the temple of the 
sibyls stood ; and over this vale were scattered the leaves of 
the book of fate. But a God-jchild was born, and fate spoke 
no more in verse ; the tongue which it used — but, Roldan, you 
mark me not." 

•• I do, I do," said Morison, eagerly, **your legend would 
create a sense of hearing in a stone." 

*' Well, the fame which belonged to this place of old has 
not forsaken it : when I quitted the camp, and walked into 
this vale alone, I could see in the looks of my soldiers that 
they credit the general rumour, how I take my orders for 
battle from a supernatural source. .Have you not heard of 
Orthon, the brown spirit, who visits my couch at night, visi- 
ble to myself alone, and points with his.long lean fingers the 
way to success ^nd victory V 

*' I have heard of the fiction," answered Jtf orison ; ** some 
of the soldiers l>elieve it." ' 

** Ha ! then in this spiritual counsellor thou hast thyself 
no trust ? Are there no such gobbljns in Scottish belief 1" 

** They were believed in once, but knowledge has with* 
drawn the veil with which ignorance rendered ordinary things 
dark and terrible. Surely the wise, the philosophic Na* 
poleon, cannot believe that he has intercourse with a gob- 
Napoleon paused in his walk, and grasping Morison by the 
arm, said, '* Tell Murat and Lannes, ay, or Junot, that yon 
reckon the familiar spirit which visits Napoleon a dream, 
and be challenged for your pains. But since you believe 
not in 

* Airy shapes which syllable men's names,* 

what sayst thou to the language of the heavens 1 Dost thou 
observe yonder star? See how large, and round, and luminous 
it is ! it is alone, and seems to set the mountain summit on 
tre : it is the Napoleon star." 

" You mean," said Morison, ** that men caQ it after you : 
not that it has made its appearance because of your birth, to 
indicate yoer fortunes." 

*^ I see," said Napoleon, " that thoa art an unbeliever in 
aU things. Roldan, listen to me. In the hour in which I 
was bom, even while my mother lay in the birth-time pang, 
yonder bright star rose for the first time in the west, and 
with its radiance lightened and alarmed the whole isle. 
Even before I gave indications of the spirit which is in me, 
the old people of Corsica pointed it out to me, and said : 
* Behold thy star, Napoleon, it is laden with glery.* When 
fortune is propitious, its light is Almost insufferable, but 
when I am m sickness or in perO, it grows wan. Dost thou 
not remember when crossing at mi&ight the foaming Tag* 

X.ORD roldam; 1S5 

Utmeilo, tiie waters inasteied me, and but for thee I had 
been lost ; I saw my starr— how pale and how wanioff it 
looked.'' J i- « 

Morison could not for his soul forbear smiling. Napoleon, 
who perhaps did not look for any expression of his faith in 
the goblin counsellor, seemed to have expected full credence 
for his star, and was offended at the unoelieving look with 
which it was received. 

'\Hal my friend,^' he exclaimed, f beware how you scorn 
spiritual intelligences ; why, now, I could prove to you the 
ezistenoe of my demon counsellor at once— «hali 1 1 dare 
you desire such revelation T' 

** Proof is exactly what is desirable," replied Morison« 
** and belief cannot live in my bosom without it." 

*' Well then, Roldan, the first tells me that the l«ady Rose 
is your cousin, not your sister, as many say and some be- 
lieve — ^that you are in love without knowing it, and that her 
words and looks are rendering you cold and lukewarm in the 
great cause of liberty and equality." 

'* So much for the demon," answered Morison with a mo« 
mentary flush of face; **of what complexion is the intelll* 
gence of your star. Oh^ Napoleon! well did the -poet ex- 

* What an impoflltor gemns is T^ 

** Why, then, my star," said Napoleon, ** in the midst of its 
briUiant course, last night assumed the aspect of a comet ; 
shot out a train 4>f fire which- lightened towards Egypt and 
the far east, portending peace to Italy, and war to the land 
which its aspects menckced." 

** May I answer like a man," inquired Morison, *' or do you 
desire me to worship your goblin, pay court to your star, 
and interpret all according to your own wishi" 

'* As you please. General Roldan," said the other, some- 
what sharply. 

*' I wish," said Morison, *' that jrour demon were an admis* 
sible witness in a case of mysterious fiatemity ; should the 
Lady Rose resist my plea of r^ationship, where shall I find 
the spiritual xsounsellor of Napoleon to cite him on my be- 
half! But your demon says I am becoming cold in the 
cause of liberty and equality ; now my answer is, liberty 
and equality ure but mere sounds with Napoleon himself: he 
who has dreams of dictatorships and of xingly crowns will 
not be molested with visions of liberty and equality. Is not 
my surmise as accurate as that of your goblin f" • 

Napoleon pinch^ Morison^s ear, and said, ^ Go to — go to 
-^Romiin, you are quick-sighted, as well as quick-witted ; we 
are friends in spite of the conjectures of man or fiend." ' 

iji he said tms Napoleon took a stride or two, muttered 


some inaudible words, and then said, ^ Well, bot tile stsr 
— ^now for the star." 

"Oh! the star appeared for all who were bom on the 
same night that Napoleon was born. Peihaps'some dream- 
ing poet of that hour sets down the star to the aeconnt 
of his verse ; perhaps some miserable fisherman, on whose 
birth-hour the star vouchsafed to twinkle, blesses it as 
his own light while he hauls in his net with an additional 
fish in its meshes. No, no — ^yonder star is perhaps a new 
world more magnificent than our own, from which God 
has withdrawn the veil of ^yb thousand years. For what it 
foretold last night of peace in Italy and war for Egypt, I 
could spealc more accurately, had I read the despatches 
which the Child of Destiny has received^ not from the 
moon, but from the directory — ^not from the comet, but from 

" Bah f bah T' said Napoleon ; " you will have faith m my 
star some day ; it will kindle on my way east, west, north, 
and south ; on the spicy mountains of Asia, the hot sands 
of Eg3rpt, the snowy uplands of Russia, and the green vales 
of Britain." 

** Never!" Morison quickly reined ; "never on the latter ; 
the sea will float with dead bodies, and every step you take 
will be on a slain man, before French is taught in Glasgow, 
and you are throned at Dun-Edin T' 

" We must do what our destiny directs," answered Na 
poleon ; ** and so good-night." 

On his way to the camp, Morison found» the Lady Rose 
and her Italian attendant walking amid a bed of flowers, 
which, untouched by the soldiers in forming their bivouac be-* 
eause of their fragrance and beauty, had caught her eye : she 
held one or two of them in her hand, when Morison said, 
" Lady, our^ fortunes, and our births are different, yet what 
means fate in bringing us so strangely together 1 Nay, look 
not down, turn not away^ nor think me cold or estranged; I 
dared not tnist myself much in your presence : I am dis- 
owned — disinherited. I — ^ 

"Morison," said the Lady Rose, calmly, "are we not 
brother and sister in misfortune ! a cloud hangs over your 
birth, a mystery hangs over n^ine. The world has called us 
brother and sister : what can tie hearts closer— what ties can 
be dearer IV 

" I dare not accept the relationship thus generously con- 
ferred 00 me," said Morison ; " you are of high descent — I 
am a creature of yesterday ; a chance seed dropped by the 
wind ; who shall say .from what airt it came ! 1 liave much 
to do. Rose, before the world will admit me to the place to 
irhich you have advanced meJ' 

Sbo smiled as she replied, " Nay» dwejil not so mue)^ oa 

tlie bloud which hangfs overyeu lett men say you are afrait^ 
lest yoar noble blood should lessen your personal merit" 

** I did not expect such graciousness/' said Morison, much 

, - •* Nay," answered Rose, «* I have selfish views in it ; but 

let me whisper what I have to say, for stones in our glens 

I have ears, and so have the trees of Italy. I foresee in the 

career of this Child of Destiny of your*— a military tyranny 

~-a dictator— an emperor : this expedition to Egypt will veil 

„ his views in Europe for a time ; but when he returns, nay, 

^ perchan6e sooner, Morison Ifoldan, my brother, will have 

'J seen that .the liberty he has been worshipping is a demon, 

\^ and equality a dream. And then he will think of his sister 

.e Rose.^ Tears dropped