Waverley, or, Tis sixty years since

'J)./,.

EDWARD WAVEKLEY.

Wavkrlky, Frontis.

The Waverley Novels

By SIR WALTER ^COTT

WAVERLEY

OR

'TIS SIXTY YEARS SINCE

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■' The Haron . . . drank to the health and prosperity of Mac-Ivor"
" The ardor of the poet seemed to ci^mmunicate itself to the

audience "

"The unfortunate man fell"

" Fergus stood erect in the sledge, and . . . rc])lictl, ' (l<ni save

King James ' "

PUBLISHERS' NOTICE

TO THE PRESENT EDITION OF 1892.

It is now little over sixty years — viz. in 1829-33 — since the
first Collected Edition of the Waverley Novels was issued,
having been printed from a copy carefully revised by the
Author, and embodying the last finishing touches give to his
" Magnum Opus." Tliis annotated copy came into the present
publishers' hands along with the then existhig Copyrights in
18/)], and forms in itself one of the most valuable and inter-
esting legacies of the Author of IFaverlei/, and the standard
autliority for accuracy of text. '

In preparing tliis new edition, Scott's last revision has been
strictly adtwred to, but a careful (loUation with tlie copy abova
referred to has occasioned some important alterations and the
correction of several typograi)hical errors. The notes contrib-
uted U) a previous edition by the late David Laing, LL.D.,
who was a personal friend of Scott's, and secretary of the
Bannatyne Club, are retained in tlie present issue.

As an illustrated edition this will occupy a distinct place,
provided as it will be with stune 2r>() illustrations by leading
artists of the day, each novel being exclusively in the hands
of one artist, while tlic engraving and general superintendence
of the illustrations luis been entrusted to iMr. J. J). Cooper of
London.

Another feature of this edition consists in the ample Glossa-
EIE.S, explanatory of obscure words, phrases, and allusions,
which have been sj)ecially ])re|)ared for it with considerable
pains and mueh vabied iussistance.

The publishers have tliought it not vnifitting, on this occa-

> bee Note, next page.

6 PUBLISHERS' NOTICE.

sion, to associate this edition with the name of Dryhurghf
where in 1832 the remains of the illustrious Author " were laid
by the side of his wife, in the sepulchre of his ancestors."

A. & C. BLACK.
London, October, 1892.

Note. — The Copy of the Waverley Novels ahove referred to is thns de-
scribed in the PnrticulnrK of the various editions of the Works of Sir Walter
Scott, drawn up and circulated at the time of their sale in 1851: "The
W^averley Novels, edition in 48 Vols. fcp. 8vo, the publication of which
commenced on 1st June 1829, closed on 1st May 1833, had attached to it,
New latrodxictionSy Notes, and Additions to the Text, by Sir Walter Scott,
all as exhibited in a Copy Annotated by the Author in Demy Octavo,
in the possession of the Vendors, which, as it sliows these additions, and
consequently gives Forty-two Years' Copyright to all of them from the
date of the publication of each of the 48 Vols, will be delivered to the pur-
cliaser of the property, to be held as evidence of these Additions to the
Copyright."

ADVERTISEMENT AND GENERAL PREFACE

TO THE

WAVERLEY NOVELS.

It has been the occasional occupation of the Author of "\Ya-
vevley, for several years past, to revise and correct the volu-
minous series of Novels which pass under that name, in order
that, if they should ever appear as his avowed productions, he
might render them in some degree deserving of a continuance
of the public favour with which they have been honoui-ed ever
since their lirst appearance. For a long period, however, it
seemed likely tliat tlie improved and illustrati'd edition wliieh
he meditated would be a posthumous i)viblication. l^ut the
course of tlie events which occasioned the disclosure of the
Author's name having, in a great measure, restored to him a
sort of ])arental control over these Works, he is naturally in-
duced to give them to the press in a correctcul, and, lu^ hopes,
an improved form, while life and health ])»'rmit the task of re-
vising and illustrating them. Simh being his pur])Ose, it is
necessary to say a few words on the plan of the ])roposed
Edition.

In stating it t^) l)e revised and corrected, it is not to be in-
ferrt'il that any attcmjit is made to altnr tlu; tenor of the stories,
the character of the ax'Un-H, or the spirit of tlie dialogue. There
is no donbt ample room for emendation in all these points, —
but where the tree f.alls it must lie. Any attempt to obviate
critif'isni, however just, by altering a work already in tlie
hands of tln^ j)nblie, is generally unsu('(;essfnl. In the most
improbable lictiou, the reader btill desires some air of vraisem-

8 ADVERTISEMENT AND GENERAL PREFACE TO

hlonce, and does not relish that the incidents of a tale familiar
to him should be altered to suit the taste of critics, or the
caprice of tlie Author himself. This process of feeling is so
natural, that it may be observed even in children, who cannot
endure that a nursery story should be repeated to them differ-
ently from the manner in which it was first told.

But without altering, in the slightest degree, either the
story or the mode of telling it, the Author has taken this op-
portunity to correct errors of the press and slips of the pen.
That such shoidd exist cannot be wondered at, when it is
considered that the Publishers fouiiA it their interest to hurry
through the press a succession of the early editions of the
various Novels, and that the Author had not the usual op])or-
tmiity of revision. It is hoped that the present edition will
be found free from errors of that accidental kind.

The Author has also ventured to make some emendations of a
different character, which, Avithout being such ai)parent devia-
tions from the original stories as to disturb the reader's old
associations, will, he thinks, add something to the spirit of
the dialogue, nai-rative, or description. These consist in occa-
sional pruning where the language is redundant, compres-
sion where the style is loose, infusion of vigour where it is
languid, the exchange of less forcible for more appropriate
epithets — slight alterations in short, like the last touches of
an artist, which contribute to heighten and finish the picture,
though an inexperienced eye can hardly detect in what they
consist.

The General Preface if) the new Edition, and the Introduc-
tory Notices to each separate work, will contain an account of
sucli circumstances attending the first publication of the Novels
and Tales as may appear interesting in themselves, or proper
to be commimicated to the public. The Author also proposes
to j)uV>lish, on this occasion, the various legends, family tradi-
tions, or oljscure historical facts which have formed the gi-ound-
work of these Novels, and to give some account of the places
where the scenes are laid, when these are altogether, or in
part, real; a.s well as a statement of particular incidents
founded on fact; together with a more copious Glossary, and

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Notes explanatory of the ancient customs and popular super-
stitions referred to in the Romances.

Upon the whole, it is hoped that the Waverley Novels, in
their new di-ess, will not be found to have lost any part of
their attractions in consequence of receiving illustrations by
the Author, and undergoing his careful revisiou.
AiiUOTSfOKD, Jaauary 1829,

GENERAL PHEFACE.

And must I ravel out

My weavetl-up follies ?

Richard IT. Act iv.

Ha VINT, undertaken to give an Introductory Accoiuit of the
compositions which are here offered to the public, with Notes
and Illustrations, the Author, under whose name they are now
for the first time collected, feels that he has the delicate task
of speaking more of himself and his personal concerns than
may perhaps be either graceful or prudent. In this i)articular
he runs the risk of presenting himself to the public in the re-
lation that the dumb wife in the jest-book held to her hus-
band, when, having spent half of his fortune to obtain the cure
of her imperfection, he was willing to have bestowed the other
half to restore her to her former condition, liut this is a risk
inseparaljle from the task Avhich the Author has mulcrtaken,
and he can only promise to be as little of an egotist as the
situation will permit. It is perhaps an indifferent sign of a
disjKJsition to keep his word, that, having introduced himself
in the third person singular, he proceeds in the scfoiid ])ara-
graph to make use of the first. liut it a])pears to him that
the seeming modesty connected with the former mode of writ-
ing is overbalanced by the inconvenience of stiffness and affec-
tation which attends it during a narrative of some length, and
which may be observed less or nu)r(5 in every work in which
the third j)erson is used, from the Comwrntnrvis of Cccsar to
the Aiitohinffrriphy of Alexandor the Cnrrprtnr.^

I must refer to a very early period *)f my life, were I to

' A name a33umc<l by Alexander Cniden, best known as the author of
the C'unrorihntrr, Tfc published The Adventures of Alexander the Corrector
in 1754 and 1765 {L<iing),

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point out my tirst achievements as a tale-teller; but I believe
some of my old schoolfellows can still bear witness that I had
a distinguished character for that talent, at a time when the
applause of my companions was my recompense for the dis-
graces and punishments which the future romance-writer in-
curred for being idle himself, and keeping others idle, durmg
hours that should have been employed on our tasks. The chief
enjoyment of my holidays Avas to es(^a])e with a chosen friend,
who had the same taste with myself, and alternately to recite
to each other such wild adventures as Ave were able to devise.
We told, each in turn, interminable tales of knight-errantry
and battles and enchantments, which were continued from one
day to another as opportimity offered, Avithout our ever think-
ing of bringing them to a conclusion. As Ave observed a strict
secrecy on the subject of this intercourse, it acquired all the
character of a concealed pleasure, and we used to select for the
scenes of our indulgence long walks through the solitary and
romantic environs of Arthur's Seat, Salisbury Crags, Braid
Hills, and similar places in the vicinity of Edinburgh; and
the recollection of those holidays still forms an oasis in the
pilgrimage which I have to look back upon. I have only to
add, that my friend ' still lives, a prosperous gentleman, but
too much occupied Avith graver business to thank me for indi-
cating him more plainly as a confidant of my childish mystery.
AVhen boyhood advancing into youth required more serious
studies and graA'er cares, a long illness threw me back on the
kingdom of fiction, as if it were by a species of fatality. My
indisposition arose, in part at least, fiom my haA^ng broken a
blood-vessel; and motion and speech Avere for a long time pro-
nounced positively dangerous. For several weeks I was con-
fined strictly to my bed, during Avhich time I was not allowed
to speak above a Avhisper, to eat more than a spoonful or two
of boiled rice, or to have more covering than one thin counter-
pane. When the reader is informed that I Avas at this time
a gi'owing youth, witji the spirits, appetite, and impatience of
fifteen, and suffered, of course, greatly under this severe regi-
men, which the repeated return of my disorder rendered indis-

' John Irving, "Writer to the Signet in Edinburgh, died 1850 {Laing).

THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. 13

pensable, he ■will not be surprised, that I was abandoned to my
own discretion, so far as reading (my almost sole amusement)
was concerned, and still less so, that I abused the indulgence
which left my time so much at my own disposal.

There was at this time a circulating library in Edinburgh,
founded, I believe, by the celebrated Allan Eamsay, which,
besides containing a most respectable collection of books of
every description, was, as might have been expected, peculiar-
ly rich in works of fiction. It exhibited specimens of every
kind, from the romances of chivalry and the ponderous folios
of Cyrus and Cassandra, down to the most approved works
of later times. I was plunged into this great ocean of read-
ing without compass or pilot ; and, unless when some one had
the charity to play at chess with me, I was allowed to do noth-
ing save read from morning to night. I was, in kindness and
pity, which was perhaps erroneous, however natural, permitted
to select my subjects of study at my own pleasure, upon the
same princi])le that tlie humours of children are indulged to
keep them out of mischief. As my taste and appetite were
gratifitnl in nothing else, I indemnified myself by becoming a
glutt(;n of b(joks. Accordingly, I believe I read almost all the
romances, ohl l)lays, and epic pt^etry in that formidable collec-
tion, and no doubt was unconsciously amassing materials for
the task in wliich it lias ])een my lot to be so much employed.

At the same time I did not in all respects abuse the license
permitted me. Familiar {yquaintance with tlie specious mira-
cles of fiction brouglit with it some degree of satiety, and I
began by degrees to seek in histories, nicmoirs, voyages and
travels, and the like, events nearly as wondei-fiil as those
whicli weie tlie work of iniagiiiation, with \.\w additional ad-
vantage that tliey were at least in a great measure true. The
lapse of nearly two years, during whicli 1 was left to the exer-
cise of my own free will, was followed by a temporary residence
in tlie country, wheit; I was again very lonely but for the
amusement which T derived from a good though old-fashioned
library. The vague and wild use which I made of this advan-
tage I cannot describe better than by referring my reader to
the desultory studies of Waverley in a similar situation, tlie

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passages concerning whose course of reading were imitated
from recollections of my own. It must be understood that
the resemblance extends no farther.

Time, as it glided on, brought the blessings of conlirmed
health and personal strength, to a degree which had never
been expected or hoped for. The severe studies necessary to
render nie lit for my profession occupied the greater part of
my time ; and the society of my friends and companions, who
were about to enter life along Avith me, filled up the interval
with the usual amusements of young men. I was in a situa-
tion which rendered serious labour indispensable ; for, neither
possessing, on the one hand, any of those peculiar advantages
which are supposed to favour a hasty advance in the profes-
sion of tlie law, nov being, on the other hand, exposed to un-
usual obstacles to interrupt my progress, I might reasonably
expect to succeed according to the greater or less degree of
trouble Avliich I should take to qualify myself as a pleader.

It makes no part of the present story to detail how the suc-
cess of a few ballads had the effect of changing all the purpose
and tenor of my life, and of cou\'erting a painstaking lawyer
of some years' standing into a follower of literature. It is
enough to say, that I had assumed the latter character for
several yc^ars before I seriously thought of attemjjting a work
of imagination in pi-ose, although one or two of my poetical at-
tempts did jiot differ from ronuinces otherwise than by being
written in Aerse. But yet I may observe, that about this time
(now, alas ! thirty years since) I had nourished the ambitious
desire of (;omposing a tale of chivalry, which was to be in the
style of the Castle of Otranto, with plenty of Border charac-
ters and supernatural incident. Having foiuid unexpectedly
a chapter of this intended work among some old papers, I have
subjoined it to this introductory essay, thinking some readers
may accoiuit as curious the first attempts at romantic composi-
tion by an author who has since written so much in that de-
pai'tment. ' And those who complain, not unreasonably, of
the profusion of the Tales which have followed Waverley, may
bless their stars at the narrow escape they have m^ade, by the

» See Appendix No. I.

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commencement of the inundation, which had so nearly taken
place in the first year of the century, being postponed for fif-
teen years later.

This particular subject was never resumed, but I did not
abandon the idea of fictitious composition in prose, though I
determined to give another turn to the style of the work.

My early recollections of the Highland scenery and customs
made so favourable an impression in the poem called the Lady
of the Lahe, that I was induced to think of attempting some-
thing of the same kind in prose. I had been a good deal in
the Highlands at a time when tliey Avere much less accessible
and much less visited than they have been of late years, and
was acquainted with many of the old warriors of 1745, who
were, like most veterans, easily induced to fight their battles
over again for the benefit of a willing listener like myself. It
naturally occurred to me tluit the ancient traditions and high
spirit of a people Avho, living in a civilised age and country,
retained so strong a tincture of manners belonging to an
early period of society, must afford a subject favoiirable for
romance, if it should not ])rove a curious tale marred in the
telling.

It waa with some idea of this kind that, about the year
IKO."), I threw together al)out one-third jjart of the first volume
of U'r/vfr/ri/. It wiis advertised to be published by the late
>Mi'. John Ballantyne, bookseller in Edinburgh, under the
name of- - Wf/rrr/n/, or 'fis F'lftii years si/irr^-n title afterwards
altered to ' 7'is Sixty Years sinre, that the actual date! of jmh-
lication might be made to correspond with tlie period in which
the scene was laid. Having proceeded as far, I think, as the
seventh chay)t('r, I showed my work to a critical friend, whoso
opinion was mifavouralile; and having then souk^ jioetical
reputation, 1 wa.s unwilling to risk the loss of it by attem])t-
ing a new style of eoinposition. I thereff)r(5 threw aside the
work T had coninienfied, withojit either reluctance or remon-
strance. I f>ught to add that, thoiigli my ingenious friend's
sentence was afterwards reversed on an a])])eal to the ])ublic,
it cannot be considered a,s any imputation on his good taste;
for the specimen subjected to his criticism did not extend

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beyond tlie departure of the hero for Scotland, and conse-
quently had not entered upon the part of the story which was
finally found most interesting.

Be that as it may, this portion of the manuscript was laid
aside in the di-awers of an old writing-desk, which, on my
first coming to reside at Abbotsford in 1811, was placed in a
lumber garret and entirely forgotten. Thus, though I some-
times, among other literary avocations, turned my thoughts to
the continuation of the romance which I had commenced, yet,
as I could not find what I had already written, after searching
such rei)ositories as were within my reach, and was too indo-
lent to attempt to write it anew from memory, I as often laid
aside all thoughts of that nature.

Two circumstances in particular recalled my recollection of
the mislaid manuscript. The first was the extended and well-
merited fame of Miss Edgeworth, whose Irish characters have
gone so far to make the English familiar with the character
of their gay and kind-hearted neiglil)ours of Ireland, that she
may be truly said to have done more towards completing the
Union than perhaps all the legislative enactments by which it
has been followed up.

Without being so jjresumptuous as to hope to emulate the
rich humour, pathetic tenderness, and admirable tact whicli
pervade the works of my ac(;omi)lished friend, I felt tliat
something might be attempted for my own country, of the
same kind with that which Miss Edgeworth so fortunately
achieved for Ireland — something which might introduce her
natives to those of the sister kingdom in a more favourable
light than they had been placed hitherto, and tend to procure
sympathy for their virtues and indulgence for their foibles.
I thought also, that much of what I wanted in talent might be
made up by the intimate acquaintance with the subject which
I could lay claim to possess, as having travelled through most
parts of Scotland, l)Oth Highland and Lowland, having been
familiar with the elder as well as more modern race, and hav-
ing had from my infancy free and imrestrained communication
with all ranks of my countrymen, from the Scottish peer to
the Scottish ploughman. Such ideas often occurred to me, and

THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. 17

constituted an ambitious branch of my theory, however far
short I may have fallen of it in practice.

But it was not only the triumphs of Miss Edgeworth which
waked in me emulation, and disturbed my indolence. I
chanced actually to engage in a Avork which formed a sort of
assay piece, and gave me hope that I might in time become
free of the craft of romance-writing, and be esteemed a toler-
able Avorkman.

In the year 1807-8 I undertook, at the request of John INlur-
ray, Esq., of Albenuuie Street, to arrange for publication some
posthumous productions of the late Mr. Joseph Strutt, distin-
guished as an artist and an antiquary, amongst which was an
unfinished romance, entitled Queeii/ioo HalL The scene of the
tale was laid in the reign of Henry VI., and the work was
written to illustrate the uuuniers, customs, and language of
the people of England during that period. The extensive ac-
quaintance which Mr. Strutt had acquired with such subjects
in compiling his laborious Hnrda Aiujel-Cijnnan, his Regal
nvil Krrft's!tisf!r((l Jtifif/iiltit's, and his Essai/ on the Sjtorts and
Pdsthiirx oftlia I'eople of KiKjldiid had rendered him familiar
witli all tlie anticpiarian lore necessary for the purpose of com-
posing the ])r()jected romance; and although the manuscript
bore the marks of hurry and incoherence natural to the first
rough draiiglit of the aiiMior, it evinced (in my ojjinion)
considerable j)Owers of imagination.

As the work was unfinished, I deemed it my duty, as editor,
to supply such a h<asty and inartificial conclusion as could be.
shajicd out from the story, of whicli Mr. Strutt had laid tho
foundation. Tliis concluding clia])ter ' is also adiU'd to the
present Introduction, for the I'eason already mentioned regard-
ing the preceding fragnn-nt. It was a step in my :nlvance
towards romantio com])osition ; and f^) ])reserve tlie traces of
these is in a great m'easure tlie ()])ject of this Essay.

Qiifevhon Hall, was not, however, very successful. \
thought I was aware of the reason, and su|)i)osed that, by
rendering his language t<^)o ancient, and displaying his anti-
quarian knowledge too liberally, the ingenious author had

« See Appendix No. II.

2

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raised up an obstacle to his own success. Every work de-
signed for mere amusement must be expressed in language
easily comprehended ; and when, as is sometimes the case in
Qiieenhoo Hall, the author addresses himself exclusively to
tlie antiquary, he must be content to be dismissed by the gen-
eral reader with the criticism of Mungo, in the Padlock, on
the Mauritanian music, ""WTiat signifies me hear, if me no
understand?"

I conceived it possible to avoid this error ; and, l)y render-
ing a similar work more light and obvious to general compre-
hension, to escape the rock on which my predecessor was ship-
Avi'ecked. But I was, on the other hand, so far discouraged
by the indifferent reception of Mr. Strutt's romance as to be-
come satisfied that the manners of the middle ages did not
possess the interest which I had conceived; and was led to
form the opinion that a romance founded on a Highland story
and more modern events would have a better chance of popu-
larity than a tale of chivalry. My thoughts, therefore, re-
turned more than once to the tale which I had actually com-
menced, and accident at length threw the lost sheets in my
way.

I happened to want some fishing-tackle for the use of a
guest, when it occurred to me to search the old writing-desk
already mentioned, in which I used to keep articles of that
nature. I got access to it with some difficulty; and, in look-
ing for lines and flies, the long-lost manuscript presented it-
self. I immediately set to work to complete it according to
my original purpose. And here I must frankly confess that
the mode in which I conducted the stoiy scarcely deserved the
success which the romance afterwards attained. The tale of
Waverley was put together with so little care that I cannot
boast of having sketched any distinct plan of the work. The
whole adventures of Waverley, in his movements up and down
the country with the Highland cateran Bean Lean, are man-
aged without mucli skill. It suited best, however, the road I
wanted to travel, and permitted me to introduce some de-
scriptions of scenery and manners, to which the reality gave
an interest which the powers of the Author might have other-

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wise failed to attain for them. And though I have been in
other instances a sinner in this sort, I do not recollect any of
these novels in which I have transgressed so widely as in the
first of the series.

Among other unfounded reports, it has been said that the
copp-ight of Waverley was, during the book's progress through
the press, offered for sale to various booksellers in London at
a very inconsiderable price. This was not the case. Messrs.
Constable and Cadell, avIio published the work, were the only
persons acquainted with the contents of the publication, and
they offered a large sum for it while in the course of printing,
which, however, was declined, the Author not choosing to
part witli tlic copyright.

The origin of the story of Waverlei/, and the particular facts
on which it is founded, are given in the separate introduction
prefixed to that romance in this edition, and require no notice
in til is plsu;e.

Wai'erh'u was ])ublished in 1814, and, as the title-page
was without tlie name of the author, the work was left to win
its way in tlie world without any of the usual recommendations.
Its ])rogre8H was for some time slow; but after the fiist two or
three months its j)opularity liad increased in a degree which
nuist liave satisfied the exjx'ctations of the Author, had these
been far more sanguine than he ever entertained.

Great anxiety Avas expressed to learn the name of the author,
hut on this no authentic infornratiou could l)e attained. My
original motive for publishing the work anonymously was tho
roiiHciousness that it was an experiment on the ])ul)]io tasto
which might very probably fail, and therefoii^ tliero w:ls no
occasion to take on mys(;lf the personal risk of discomfiture.
For this ]»urpo8e considerable ])recaution8 were uscfl Id ]tre-
serve secrecy. My old friend and schoolfellow, ]\Ir. James
Ballantyne, wlio ])riiitcd these Novels, had tlie exelusivo tiisk
of coires])onding with the Author, who thus had not only tho
advantage oi liis ])rofessional talents, but also of his critical
abilities. The original manuscrijjt, or, .'is it is technically
called, copy, was transcribed under Mr. T'allantvTie's eye by
confidential persons; nor was there an instauce of treachery

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during the many years in which these precautions were re-
sorted to, although various individuals were employed at
different times. Double proof-sheets were regularly printed
off". One was forwarded to the Author by Mr. ]^allaiityne,
and the alterations which it received were, by his own hand,
copied upon the other proof-sheet for the use of the printers,
so that even the corrected proofs of the Author were never
seen in the printing office ; and thus the curiosity of such eager
inquirers as made the most minute investigation was entireiy
at fault.

But although the cause of concealing the author's name in
the first instance, when the reception of Waoerley was doubt-
ful, was natural enough, it is more difficult, it may be thought,
to account for the same desire for secrecy duiing the subsequent
editions, to the amount of betwixt eleven and twelve thousand
copies, which followed each other close, and proved the suc-
cess of the work. I am sorry I can give little satisfaction to
queries on this subject. I have already stated elsewhere that
I can render little better reason for choosing to remain anony-
mous than by saying with Shylock, that such was my humoui'.
It will be observed that I had not the usual stimulus for de-
siring personal reputation, the desire, namely, to float amidst
the conversation of men. Of literary fame, whether merited
or undeserved, I had already as much as might have contented
a mind more ambitious than mine ; and in entering into this
new contest for reputation I might be said rather to endanger
what I had than to have any considerable chance of acquiring
more. I was affected, too, by none of those motives which,
at an earlier period of life, would doubtless have operated
upon me. My friendships were formed, my place in society
fixed, my life had attained its middle course. My condition
in society was higher perhaps than I deserved, certauily as
high as I wished, and there was scarce any degree' of literary
success which could have greatly altered or improved my
personal condition.

I was not, therefore, touched by the spur of ambition,
usually stimulating on such occasions; and yet I ought to
stand exculpated from the charge of ungracious or unbecoming

THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. 21

indirtevence to public applause. I did not the less feel grati-
tude for the public favour, although I did not proclaim, it;
as the lover who wears his mistress's favour in his bosom is
as ])roud, thou not so vain, of possessing it as another who
displays the token of her grace upon his bonnet. Far from
such an ungracious state of mind, I have seldom felt more sat-
isfaction than when, returning from a pleasure voyage, I found
Ji'inwr/ei/ in the zenith of popularity, and public curiosity in
full cry after the name of the Author. The knoAvledge that I
had the public approbation was like having the property of a
hidden treasure, not less gratifying to the owner than if all
the world knew that it was his o\vni. Another advantage was
conneftted with the secrecy which I observed. I could appear
or retreat fioni the stage at pleasure, without attracting any
personal jiotice or attention, other than what might ])e founded
on sus])icion only. In my own person also, as a successful
author in another department of literature, I might have been
charged with too frequent intrusions on the public patience;
but tli(; Autlior of Win'crlfi/ was in tliis respect as impassible
to the (uitic a.s the (iliost of ilnnili't to tlit; partizau of Marcel-
luH. Perliaps the curiosity of the public, irritated by the ex-
istence of a secret, and kept afloat by the discussions which
t/)ok ])lace on the subject from time to time, went a good way
to maintain an unabated interest in tliese fre(|uent ])ublications.
Then', was a mystery concc^rning tlie author wliicli each new
novel wa-s ex])e(!ted t^) assist in uniavelling, altliougli it miglit
in f)ther respefrts rank lower than its ])redecessors.

I may perhaps be thought guilty of affectation, should I
allege ;us f)ne reason of my silence a secret dislike. 1o enter on
pCMsoiuil discussions (concerning my own literary lai)ours. It
is in every case a dangerous interconrse for an author to be
dwelling contiinially among those who ni;iUe his writings a
frecpient and familiar subject of conversation, but who must
necessarily be jiartial judges of works composed in their own
.society. The, habits of self-iin])ortancc which ar(^ thus ;»c(|uire(l
by authors are liighly injurious to a well-iegulated mind; for
the cup of flattery, if it does not, like that of Circe, reduce
men to the level of beasts, is sure, if eagerly drained, to bring

22 GENERAL PREFACE TO

the best and the ablest down to that of fools. This risk -was
ill some degree prevented by the mask which I wore ; and my
own stores of self-conceit were left to their natural course,
without being enhanced by the partiality of friends or adula-
tion of flatterers.

If I am asked further reasons for the conduct I have long
observed, I can only resort to the explanation supplied by a
critic as friendly as he is intelligent ; namely, that the mental
organisation of the novelist must be characterised, to speak
craniologically, by an extraordinary development of the pas-
sion for delitescency ! I the rather suspect some natural dis-
position of this kind ; for, from the instant I perceived the
extreme curiosity manifested on the subject, I felt a secret
satisfaction in baffling it, for wliich, when its unimportance
is considered, I do not well know how to account.

My desire to remain concealed, in the character of the author
of these Novels, subjected me occasionally to awkward embar-
rassments, as it sometimes happened that those who were
sufficiently intimate with me would put the question in direct
terms. In tliis case, only one of tliree courses could be fol-
lowed. Either I must have surrendered my secret, or have
returned an equivocating answer, or, finally, must have stoutly
and boldly denied the fact. The first was a sacrifice which I
conceived no one had a right to force fi-om me, since I alone
was concerned in the matter. The alternative of i-endering a
doubtful answer must have left me open to the degrading sus-
picion that I was not miAvilling to assume the merit (if there was
any) which I dared not absolutely lay claim to ; or those who
might think more justly of me must have received such an
equivocal answer as an indirect avowal. I therefore considered
myself entitled, like an accused person put upon trial, to re-
fuse giving my own evidence to my own conviction, and flatly
to deny all that could not be proved against me. At the same
time I usually qualified my denial by stating that, had I been
the authf)r of these works, I would have felt myself quite en-
titled to piotect my secret by refusing my own evidence, when
it was asked for to accomplish a discovery of what I desired
to conceal.

THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. 23

The real truth is, that I never expected or hoped to disguise
my connection with these Novels from any one who lived on
terms of intimacy with me. The number of coincidences
which necessarily existed between narratives recoimted, modes
of expression, and opinions broached in these Tales and such
as were used by their Author in the intercourse of private life
must have been far too great to permit any of my familiar ac-
quaintances to doubt the identity betwixt their friend and the
Author of Waverley ; and I believe they were all morally con-
vinced of it. But while I was myself silent, their belief could
not weigh much more with the world than that of others ; their
opinions and reasoning were liable to be taxed with partiality,
or confronted with opposing arguments and opinions ; and the
question was not so much whether I should be generally ac-
knowledged to be the author, in spite of my own denial, as
whether even my own avowal of the works, if such should be
made, would be sufficient to put me in undisputed possession
of that character.

I have been often asked concerning supposed cases, in which
I was said to have been placed on the verge of discovery ; but,
as I maintained my point with the composure of a lawyer of
thirty years' standing, I never recollect being in pain or con-
fusion on the subject. In Captain Medwyn's Conversations of
Lord. lii/nm the, reporter states himself to have asked my noble
and higlily-gifted friend, " if he was certain about these novels
being Sir Walter Scott's?" To which Lord Byron rejjlied,
" Scott as much as owned himself the Author of Waverley to
me in Murray's shop. 1 was talking to him about that novel,
and lamented that its author had not carried back th(^ story
nearer to the time of tho Revolution. Scott, entirely off his

guard, replied, *Ay, I might have done so; but ' there he

stopped. It was in vain to attempt to correct himself; he
looked confused, and relieved his embarrassment by a precipi-
tate retreat." I have no recollection whatever of this scene
taking i)lace, and I should have thought that I w:is more likely
tf) have laughed than to appear confused, for I certainly never
hoped to impose upon T>ord Byron in a case of the kind; and
from the luaniier in which he imiforiuly expressed himself, I
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24 GENERAL PREFACE TO

knew his opinion was entirely formed, and that any disclama-
tions of mine would only have savoured of atfectation. 1 do
not mean to insinuate that the incident did not happen, but
only that it could hardly have occurred exactly under the cir-
cumstances narrated, without my recollecting something posi-
tive on the subject. In another part of the same volume Lord
Byron is reported to have expressed a supposition that the
cause of my not avowing myself the Author of Wavedei/ may
have been some surmise that the reigning family would hav^e
been displeased with the work. I can only say, it is the last
apprehension I should have entertained, as indeed the inscrip-
tion to these volumes sufficiently proves. The sufferers of
that melancholy period have, during the last and present
reigu, been honoured both with the sym])athy and protection
of the reigning family, whose magnanimity can well pardon a
sigh from others, and bestow oue themselves, to the memory
of brave opponents, who did nothing in hate, but all in honour.

While those who were in habitual intercourse with the real
author had little hesitation in assigning the literary property
to hiui, others, and those critics of no mean rank, employed
themselves in investigating with persevering patience any
characteristic features which might seem to betray the origin
of these Novels. Amongst these, one gentleman, equally re-
markable for the kind and lilieral tone of his criticism, the
acuteness of his reasoning, and the very gentlemanlike manner
in which he conducted his inquiries, displayed not only powers
of accurate investigation, but a temper of mind deserving to
be employed on a subject of much greater importance; and I
have uo doubt made converts to his opinion of almost all who
thought the point worthy of consideration.' Of those letters,
and other attempts of the same kind, the Author could not
complain, though his incognito was endangered. He had
challenged the public to a game at bo-peep, and if he was dis-
covered in his "hiding-hole," he must submit to the shame of
detection.

Various reports were of course circulated in various ways ;
some founded on an inaccurate rehearsal of what may have
• Lettert on the Author of Waverley; Rodwell and Martin, London, 1822.

THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. 26

been partly real, some on circumstances having no concern
whatever with the subject, and others on the inrention of
some impatient persons, who might perhaps imagine that the
readiest mode of forcing the author to disclose himself was to
assign some dishonourable and discreditable cause for his
silence.

It may be easily supposed that this sort of inquisition was
ti-eated with contempt by the person whom it principally re-
garded; as, among all the rumours that were current, there
was only one, and that as unfounded as the others, which had
nevertheless some alliance to probability, and indeed might
have proved in some degree true.

I allude to a report which ascribed a great part, or the
whole, of these Novels to the late Thomas Scott, Esq., of the
70th Kegiment, then stationed in Canada. Those who re-
member that gentleman will readily grant that, with general
talents at least equal to those of his elder brother, he added a
power of social humour and a deep insight into human char-
acter whiclx rendered him an universally deliglitfid meml)er of
society, and tliat the habit of composition alone was wanting
to render him equally successfid as a writer. The Author of
Waverley was so persuaded of the truth of this, that he warmly
pressed his brotlier to make such an expei-iment, and willingly
undertook all the trouble of correcting and 8n])erint(Mi(ling the
j)r('ss. Mr. Thomas 8cott seemed at first very well disposed
t() embrace the proposal, and had even fixed on a subject and
a hero. The latter was a person well knowii to both of ns in
oiir l>oyish years, from having displayed 8f)nio strong ti-ails of
character. Mr. T. Scott liad (h^terniiiKHl to represent his
youthful acquaintance as emigrating 1^) America, and encoun-
tering the dangers and hardships of the New World, with the
same dauntless spirit Avhich he had displayed when a l)oy in
liis native country. Mr. Scott would probably have been
highly successful, being familiarly acquaint (hI with the man-
ners of the native Indians, of the old I'^rencli settlers in Tana-
da, and of the Bruits or Woodsmen, and having the power of
observing with accuracy what T have no doubt he could have
sketched with force and expression. In short, the Author

3o GENERAL PREFACE TO

believes his brother would have made himself distinguished in
that striking titld in which, since that period, Mr. Cooper has
achieved so many triumphs. But Mr. T. Scott was already
affected by bad health, which wholly unfitted him for literary
labour, even if he could have resonciled his patience to the
task. He never, I believe, wrote a single line of the pro-
jected work ; and I only have the melancholy pleasure of pre-
serving in the Appendix ' the simple anecdote on which he
proposed to found it.

To this I may add, 1 can easily conceive that there may have
been circumstances which gave a colour to the general report
of my brother being interested in these works ; and in particu-
lar that it might derive strength from my having occasion to
remit to him, in consequence of certain family transactions,
some considerable sums of money about that period. To
which it is to be added that if any person chanced to evince
particidar curiosity on such a subject, my brother was likely
enough to divert himself with practising on their credulity.

It may be mentioned that, while the paternity of these
Novels was from time to time warmly disputed in IJritain, the
foreign booksellers expressed no hesitation on the matter, but
afiixed my name to the whole of the Novels, and to some be-
sides to which I had no claim.

The volumes, therefore, to which the present pages foi'm a
Preface are entirely the composition of the author by whom
they are now acknowledged, with the exception, always, of
avowed quotations, and such unpremeditated and involuntary
plagiarisms as can scarce be guarded against by any one who
has read and written a great deal. The original manuscripts
are all in existence, and entirely written (liorresco refereMs) in
the Author's own hand, excepting during the years 1818 and
1819, when, being affected with severe illness, he was obliged
to employ the assistance of a friendly amanuensis.

The number of persons to whom the secret was necessarily
entrusted, or communicated by chance, amounted, I sho'.;ld
think, to twenty at least, to whom I am greatly obliged for
the fidelity with which they observed their trust, until the

' See Appendix No. III.

THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. 27

derangement of the affairs of my publishers, Messrs. C'onstable
and Co., and the exposure of their accompt books, which was
the necessary consequence, rendered secrecy no longer possible.
The particulars attending the avowal have been laid before
the public in the Introduction to the Chronicles of the Canon-
gate.

The preliminary advertisement has given a sketch of the
purpose of this edition. I have some reason to fear that the
notes which accompany the tales, as now published, may be
thought too miscellaneous and too egotistical. It may be
some apology for this, that the publication was intended to
be posthumous, and still more, that old men may be permitted
to speak long, because they caimot in the course of nature
have long time to speak. In preparing the present edition, I
have done all that I can do to explain the nature of my ma-
terials, and the use I have made of them; nor is it probable
that I shall again revise or even read these Tales. I was
therefore desirous rather to exceed in the portion of new and
exi)lanatory matter which is added to this edition than that
the reader should have reJison to complain that the information
communicated was of a general and merely nominal character.
It remains to Ije tried whether the public (like a chUd to whom
a watch is shown) will, after having been satiated with look-
ing at the outside, acr|uire some new interest in tlio object
when it is opened and the internal machinery displayed to
them.

That IVaverlei/ and its successors have had their day of
favour and ])0]Milarity must be admitted with sincscre grati-
tude; and the Author lias studied (witli the ])nHl('nce of a
beauty whose reign lias bccui rather long; to supply, by tlio
assistance of art, the charms wliich novelty no longer affords.
The publishers have endeavoured to gratify tlio honoiirahle
I»artiality of the ]iublic for the encouragement of l^ritisli art,
by ilbistrating this edition with designs by tlie most cm incut
living artists.

To my distinguished countryman, David Wilkie, to Kdwin
Landseer, who has exercised his talents so much on Scottish
subjects and scenery, to Messrs. Leslie and Newton, my

28 GENERAL PREFACE TO THE WAVERLEY NOVELS.

thanks are due, from a friend as well as an author. Nor am
1 less obliged to Messrs, Cooper, Kidd, and other artists of
distinction to whom 1 am less personally known, for the ready
zeal with which they have devoted their talents to the same
purpose.

Farther explanation respecting the Edition is the business
of the publishers, not of the Author ; and here, therefore, the
latter has accomplished his task of Introduction and explana-
tion. If, like a si)oiled child, he has sometimes abused or
trifled with the indulgence of the public, he feels himself en-
titled to full belief when he exculpates himself from the
charge of having been at any time insensible of their kind-
ness.

Abbotsfoed, 1st January 1829,

WAVE RLE Y

OK

TIS SIXTY YEARS SINCE

INTRODUCTION TO WAYERLEY.

Thk plan of this edition leads me to insert in this place
some account of the incidents on which the Xovel of Wa verley
is founded. They have been already given to the public by
my late lamented friend, William Erskine, Esq. (afterwards
Lord Kinneder), when reviewing the Tales of my Land lord iov
the Quarter/// Bevieiv ill 1817. The particulars were derived
by tlie critic from the Author's mformation. Afterwards they
were published in the Preface to the Chronicles of the Canon-
gate. They are now inserted in their proper place.

The mutual protection afforded by Waverley and Talbot
to each other, upon which the whole plot depends, is founded
upon one of those anecdotes wliicli soften the features even of
civil war; and, as it is ecpially honourable U) the memory of
both ])arties, we have no hesitation to give their names at
length. When the Highlanders, on the morning of the battle
of Preston, 1745, made tlieir memorable attack on Sir John
Cope's anny, a Ijattery of four field-pieces was stormed and
carried by the Camerons and the Stewarts of Appine. Tlio
late Alexander Stewart of Jnvernahyle was one of tlie foremost
in the charge, and observing an officer of the King's forces,
who, scorning to join the tiiglit of all aroiind, remained willi
his sword in his liand, as if determined to tlio very hist to de-
fend the i>ost assigned U) him, the Higldaiid gentleman com-
manded him to surrender, and received for rejjly a thrust,
which he caught in his target. The officer was now defence-
less, and the battle-axe of a gigantic Highlander (themiUerof
Liveinaliyle's mill) was u]ilifted to dash his brains out, wlieu
Mr. Stewaii; with difH(!ulty ])rov;iiled on liim toyield. H(5 took
charge of liis enemy's ])roj)erty, ])rotected his person, and linal-
ly ol)tained him liberty on his paroh-. The r»ffi(rer ]»roved 1o
be Colonel VVhitefoord, an Ayrshire gentleman of high charac-

32 INTRODUCTION TO WAVERLEY.

ter and influence, and warmly attached to the House of Han-
over; yet such was the confidence existing between these two
honourable men, though of different political principles, that,
while the civil war was raging, and straggling officers from tha
Highland army were executed without mercy, Invernahyle
hesitated not to pay his late captive a visit, as he returned to
the Highlands to raise fresh recruits, on which occasion he
spent a day or two in Ayrshire among Colonel Whitefoord's
Whig friends, as pleasantly and as good-humouredly as if all
had been at peace around him.

After the battle of CuUoden had ruined the hopes of Charles
Edward and dispersed his proscribed adherents, it was Colonel
Whitefoord's turn to strain every nerve to obtain Mr. Stew-
art's i)ardon. He went to the Lord Justice Clerk, to the Lord
Advocate, and to all the officers of state, and each application
was answered by the production of a list in which Invernahyle
(as the good old gentleman was wont to express it) appeared
"marked with the sign of the beast!" as a subject unfit for
favour or pardon.

At length Colonel Whitefoord applied to the Duke of Cum-
berland in person. From him, also, he received a positive
refusal. He then limited his request, for the present, to a
protection for Stewart's house, wife, children, and property.
This was also refused by the Duke ; on which Colonel White-
foord, taking his commission from his bosom, laid it on the
table before his Royal Highness with much emotion, and
asked permission to retire from the service of a sovereign
who did not know how to sparf^ a vanquished enemy. The
Duke Avas struck, and even affected. He bade the Colonel
take up his commission, and granted the protection he required.
It was issued just in time to save the house, corn, and cattle
at Invernahyle from the troops, who wei'e engaged in laying
waste what it was the fashion to call " the country of the ene-
my." A small encampment of soldiers was formed on Iver-
nahyle's jjroperty, which they spared while plundering the
country around, and searching in every direction for the lead-
ers of the insurrection, and for Stewart in particular. He
was much nearer them than they suspected 5 for, hidden in a

INTRODUCTION TO WAVERLEY. 33

cave (like the Baron of Bradwardine), he lay for many days so
near the English sentinels that he conld hear their muster-roll
called. His food was brought to him by one of his daughters,
a child of eight years old, whom Mrs. Stewart was under the
necessity of entrusting with this commission ; for her own mo-
tions, and those of all her elder inmates, were closely watched.
With ingenuity beyond her years, the child used to stray about
among the soldiers, who were rather kind to her, and thus
seize the moment when she was unobserved and steal into tlie
thicket, when she de])osited whatever small store of provisions
she had in charge at some marked spot, where her father might
find it. Invernahyle supported life for several weeks by means
of these precarious supplies; and, as he had l)een wounded in
the battle of Culloden, the hardships which he endured were
aggravated by great bodily pain. After the soldiers had
removed their quarters he had another remarkable esca])e.

As he now ventured to his own house at night and loft it
in the morni!ig, he was es])ied during the dawn by a party of
the enemy, who fired at and pursued him. The fugitive being
fortunate enoiigli to escape their seaich, they returned to tht3
house and charged the family with harbouring one of the pro-
scri])ed traitors. An old woman had })resence of mind enough
to maintain that the man tliey had seen was the shc^phcrtl.
"Why did he not stop wljcn we called to liini?" said the sol-
dier, "lie is as deaf, poor man, as a jx'at.-stack, " answered
the ready-witted domestic. "Let liini bo sent for dinu'.tly."
The real 8hei)herd accordingly was brought from the Iiill and, as
there was time to tutor hini by tl)o way, ho was as (h'af wlion
he made his a])pearanf'e as was nocessarv to sustain liis (rhar-
ac-t'M'. Invciiiahylo was afterwards jjardonod under tho Act
of Indemnity.

The Author knew him well, and has often heard these <'ir-
cumstancea from liis own mouth. Ilew;isa noiile. specimen
of the old Highlander, far descended, gallant., courteous, and
brave, even to chivalry. lie had Imumi out, 1 believe, in 17 1.'*
and 1745, was an active j)art,aker in all the stirring scenea
which passed in the Highlands l)etwixt these memorable eras;
and, 1 have heard, was remarkable, among other exploits, for

34 INTRODUCTION TO WAVERLEY.

having fought a duel with the broadsword with the celebrated
Rob Hoy MacGregor at the clachaii of Balquidder.

Invernahyle chanced to be in Edinburgh when Paul Jones
came into the Firth of Forth, and though then an old man, I
saw him in arms, and heard him exult (to use his own words)
in the prospect of " di-awing his claymore once more before he
died." In fact, on that memorable occasion, when the capital
of Scotland was menaced by three trifling sloops or brigs,
scarce lit to have sacked a fishing village, he was the only
man who seemed to propose a plan of resistance. He offered
to the magistrates, if broadswords and dirks could be obtained,
to find as many Highlanders among the lower classes as would
cut oif any boat's crew who might be sent into a town full of
narrow and winding passages, in which they were like to dis-
perse in quest of plunder. I know not if his plan was at-
tended to ; I rather thuik it seemed too hazardous to the consti-
tuted authorities, who might not, even at that time, desire to
see arms in Highland hands. A steady and powerful west
wind settled the matter by sweeping Paul Jones and his ves-
sels out of the Firth.

If there is something degrading in this recollection, it is
not unpleasant to compaxe it with those of the last war, when
Edinburgh, besides regulai- forces and militia, furnished a vol-
unteer brigade of cavalry, infantry, and artillery to the amount
of six thousand men and upwards, which Avas in readiness to
meet and repel a force of a far more formidable description
than was commanded by the adventurous American. Time
and circumstances change the character of nations and the fate
of cities ; and it is some pride to a Scotchman to reflect that the
independent and manly character of a country, willing to en-
trust its own protection to the arms of its children, after hav-
ing been obscured for half a century, has, during the course
of his own lifetime, recovered its lustre.

Other illustrations of Waverley will be found in the Notes
at the foot of the pages to which they belong. Those which
appeared too long to be so placed are given at the end of the
chapters to which they severally relate. '

> In this edition at the end of the several volumes.

PREFACE TO THE THIED EDITION.

To this slight attempt at a sketch of ancient Scottish man-
ners the public have been more favourable than the Author^
durst liave hoped or expected. He has heard, with a mixture
of satisfaction and humility, his work ascribed to more than
one resjjecjtable name. Considerations, which seem weighty
in his particular situation, prevent his releasing those gentle-
men from suspicion by placing his own name in the title-page;
so that, for the present at least, it must remain uncertain
whether Waverleij l)e the work of a poet or a critic, a hiwyer
or a clergyman, or whether the writer, to use JSlrs. i\lalapro])'a
phrase, be, "like Cerberus, three gentlemen at once." The
Author, as he is unconscious of anything in the work itself
(except perhaps its frivolity) which prevents ita hnding an
ackuowledj^'ed father, leaves it to the candour of the ])ul)lic to
choose aniung the m;uiy circumstances peculiar to dilfcrent sit-
uations in life such as may induce him to supj)r(!ss his name
on the present occasion. He may be a writer new to ])ublica-
tion, and unwilling to avow a character to which he is unac-
custojiied ; or he may be a hacrkneyed author, who is jislianicd
of too frequent apjiearance, and ejiijdoys this mystery, as tho
heroine of the old comedy used licr mask, to attract the at-
tention of those to whom lier face had become too familiar.
He may be a man of a grave profession, to whom tlie reputa-
tion of })eing a novel-writer might be ]irpju(li('ial; or lie may
be a man of fashion, to whom writing of any kind might ap-
pear pedantic. He may bo too yoimg to assume tlu> (;hariU!ter
of an author, or so old as to make it advisable U) lay it aside.
The Author of Tn/rrrA-yhas heard it objected to this novel,
that, in tho chaxacter of (jalluiu lieg and in tho account given

36 PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION.

by the Barou of Bradwardine of the petty trespasses of the
Higlilandei-s upon tritiiug articles of property, he has borne
ha id, and unjustly so, upon their national character. Noth-
ing coidd be farther from his wish or intention. The charac-
ter of Galium Beg is that of a spirit naturally turned to daring
evil, and determined, by the circumstances of his situation,
to a particular species of mischief. Those who have perused
the curious Letters from, the Hlgldands, published about 1726,
will find instances of such atrocious characters which fell mi-
der the writer's own observation, though it would be most
unjust to consider such villains as representatives of the
Highlanders of that period, any more than the murderers of
Mair and AMlliamson can be supposed to represent the Eng-
lisli of the present day. As for the plunder supposed to have
been picked up by some of the insurgents in 1745, it must be
remembered that, although the way of that unfortunate little
army was neither marked by devastation nor bloodshed, but,
on the contrary, was orderly and quiet in a most wonderful
degree, yet no army marches through a country in a hostile
manner without committing some depredations ; and several,
to the extent and of the nature jocularly imputed to them by
the Baron, were really laid to the charge of the Higliland in-
surgents ; for which many traditions, and particularly one re-
specting the Knight of the Mirror, may be quoted as good
evidence.'

The Author's Address to all in generau

Now, gentle readers, I have let you ken
My very thoughts, from heart and pen,
'Tis needless now for to conten'

Or yet conlroule,
For there's not a word o't I can men' ;

So ye must thole.

• A homely metrical narrative of the events of the period, whicli con-
tains some striking particulars, and is still a great favourite with the lower
classes, giv&s a verj* correct statement of the behaviour of the mountaineers
respecting this same military license ; and, as the verses are little known,
and contain some good sense, we venture to insert them.

PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION. o7

For on both sides some were not good ;
I saw them murd'ring in cold blood,
Not tlie gentlemen, but wild and rude,

The baser sort,
Who to the wounded had no mood

But murd'ring sport!

Ev'n both at Preston and Falkirk,
That fatal night ere it grew mirk,
Piercing the wounded with their durk,

Caused many cry !
Such pity's shown from savage and Turk

As peace to die.

A woe be to such hot zeal,

To smite the wounded on the fiell !

Itis just they get such groats in kail.

Who do the same.
It only teaches cmoltys real

To them again.

I've seen the men callM Highland rogues-
Witli Lowland men nuikc; shanfix a brogs,
Sup kail and brosc. iuid fling tlie cogs

Out nt (lie door,
Take cocks, hens, sliff-p, and hogs.

And i>ay nought for.

I saw a Higlilander, 'twas right drolo.
With a string of jiuddings hung on n [lole.
Wliip'd o'er his sbouider, skipped like n fol%

Caus'd Maggy bann,
Lap o'er the midih-ii and iniddc ii-br)lc,

And air ho ran.

Wlien chork'd for ibis, tlipyM often ttll yo,
' Iiidfc<l her nniiufeU'ii a Uiixw boliy ;
You'll ru) gie't wanting ijouglit, nor sell me;

Ilvrnrll will biic'l ;
Go tell King Shoruc, atul Hbordy's Willie,

I'll liue a meat."

T saw the soldiers nt T/inton-brig.
IJfcansc! the nuin was not a Whig,
Of meat and drink leave not a skig.

Within bis iloor ;
They burnt his very bat and wig,

And thurap'd liira sore.

iJ» PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION.

And through the Highlands they were so rudt,
As leave them neither clothes nor food,
Then burnt their houses to conclude;

'Twas tit for tat.
How can her naiiisell e'er be good,

To think on that?

And after all, oh, shame and grief!

To use some worse than inurd'ring thief,

Their very gentleman and chief,

Fnhumanly !
Like Popish tortures, I belief.

Such cruelty.

Ev'n what was act on open stage
At Carlisle, in the hottest rage.
When mercy was clapt in a cage,

And pity dead.
Such cruelty approv'd by every age,

I shook my head.

So many to curse, so few to pray,
And some aloud huzza did cry ;
They cursed the rebel Scots that day,

As they'd been nowl
Brought up for slaughter, as that way

Too many rowt.

Therefore, alas! dear countrymen.

Oh, never do the like again,

To thirst for vengeance, never ben'

Your gim nor pa'.
But with the English e'en borrow and len'.

Let anger fa'.

Their boasts and bullyings. not worth a louae.
As our King's the best about the house.
'Tis ay good to be sober and douce.

To live in peace ;
For many, I see, for being o'er crouse.

Gets broken face.

WAVERLEY

OR

TIS SIXTY YEARS SINCE.

CHAPTER I.

INTRODUCTORY.

The title of this work has not been chosen without the
grave and solid deliberation which matters of importance de-
maud trom the prudent. Even its tiist, or general denomina-
tion, was the result of no common research or selection, al-
thfjugli, according to the examj)le of my predecessors, I had
only to seize upon the most sounding and eui)honi(; surname
tliat English history or topograj)hy alfords, and elect it at
once a.H the title of my work and the name of my hero. ]>ii(.,
alas ! what could my readers have expected from the chivalrous
epithets of Howard, Mordaunt, Mortimer, or Stanley, or froia
tlic softer and more sentimeutid sounds of lielmour, Jielville,
lielfield, and lielgrave, l)ut pages of inanity, similar to tlu)se
wlii("li liavo Leen so cliristencd for half a century piust? £
must modestly admit 1 am too diffident of my own merit to
place it in unnecessary opposition to preconceived associations;
1 have, therefore, like a maiden kniglit witli liis while sliiehl,
aasunuul for my liero, Wavkuij'.v, an uncc^ntaminalrid n;inu',
hearing witli its sound little of good or evil, cxccpling wliat
the reader shall hereafter be pleaded to affix to it. I'ut my
second or sujiphjmental title was a matter of much niore diffi-
cult election, since that, short as it is, may l)o held hh plctlg-
iug the author to some special mode of laying liis scene, draw-

40 WAVERLEY .-NOVELS.

ing his characters, and managing his adventures. Had I, for
example, announced in my frontisijiece, " Waverley, a Tale
of other Days," must not every novel-reader have anticipated
a castle scarce less than that of Udolpho, of which the eastern
wing had long been uninhabited, and the keys either lost, or
consigned to the care of some aged butler or housekeeper,
whose trembling steps, about the middle of the second volume,
were doomed to guide the hero, or heroine, to the ruinous
precincts? Would not the owl have shrieked and the cricket
cried in my very title-page? and could it have been possible
for me, with moderate attention to decorum, to introduce any
scene more lively than might be produced by the jocularity
of a clownish but faithful valet, or the garrulous narrative of
the heroine's fiUe-de-chamhre, when rehearsing the stories of
blood and horror which she had heard in tlie servants' hall?
Again, had my title borne, " Waverley, a Romance from the
German," what head so obtuse as not to image forth a profli-
gate abbot, an oppressive duke, a secret and mysterious associ-
ation of Rosycrucians and Illuminati, with all their properties
of black cowls, caverns, daggers, electrical machines, trap-
doors, and dark-lanterns? Or if I had rather chosen to call my
work a " Sentimental Tale, " would it not have been a sufficient
presage of a heroine with a profusion of auburn hair, and a
harp, the soft solace of her solitary hours, which she fortu-
nately finds always the means of transporting from the castle
to cottage, although she herself be sometimes obliged to jump
out of a two-pair-of -stairs window, and is more than once be-
wildered on her journey, alone and on foot, without any guide
but a blowzy peasant girl, whose jargon she hardly can under-
stand? Or again, if my Waverley had been entitled "A Tale
of the Times," wouldst thou not, gentle reader, have demanded
from me a dashing sketch of the fashionable world, a few
anecdotes of private scandal thinly veiled, and if lusciously
painted, so much the better? a heroine from Grosvenor
Square, and a hero from the Barouche Club or the Four-in-
Hand, with a set of subordinate characters from the elerfantes
of Queen Anne Street East, or the dashing heroes of the Bow-
Street Office? I could proceed in proving the importance of a

WAVERLEY. 41

title-page and displaying at the same time my own intimate
knowledge of the particular mgredients necessary to the com-
position of romances and novels of various descriptions ; — but
it is enough, and I scorn to tyrannise longer over the impa-
tience of my reader, who is doubtless already anxious to know
the choice made by an author so profoundly ^-ersed in the
different branches of his art.

By fixing, then, the date of my story Sixty Years before
this present 1st November, 1805, I would have my readers
understand, that they will meet in the following pages neither*
a romance of chivalry nor a tale of modern manners; that
my hero will neither have iron on his shoulders, as of yore,
nor on the heels of his l)oots, as is the present fashion of
Bond Street; and that my damsels will neither be clothed
"in purple and in pall," like the Lady Alice of an old ballad,
nor reduced to the j)rimitive nakedness of a modern fashion-
able at a rout. From this my choice of an era the under-
standing critic may farther presage that the object of my tale
is more a description of men than manners. A talc of man-
ners, to be interesting, must either refer to antiquity so great
as to have l)ecome venerable, or it must bear a vivid reliiHttion
of those scenes which are passing daily before our eyes, and are
interesting fioni tlieir novelty. Thus the coat-of-mail of our
ancestors, and the triph^-furred j)elisse of our modern Ixmux,
may, though f(jr very diiTerent reasons, be ecpuiUy iit for the
array of a fictitious charticter; ])ut wlio, meaning the costume^
of his hero to be impressive, would willingly atiiro liim in the
court dress of George the Second's rei^'u, with its no c.oUiir,
large, sleeves, and low ixjiiket-hoh^sV* Tins same may \m urgc^l,
witlj equal truth, of tlie Gothic liall, which, with its daikened
and tinted windows, its elevated and glofuny roof, and massive
oaken table garnished with lx)ar's-liead and rosemary, phesus-
ants and ))e;u'Ocks, cranes and cygnets, li;us au exc.elh'iit elTec.t
in lietition.-i description. Mucli may also bo gained by a lively
display of a modern fSte, such as we have daily recorded in
that part of a newspaper entitled the Mirror of Fashion, if we
Contra.st these, or either of them, with the splendid formality
of an entertainment given Sixty Years since; and thus it will

42 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

be readily seen how much the painter of antique or of fashion-
able manners gains over him who delineates those of the last
generation.

Considering the disadvantages inseparable from this part of
my subject, I must be understood to have resolved to avoid
them as much as possible, by throwing the force of my narra-
tive upon the characters and passions of the actors ; — those
passions common to men in all stages of society, and which
have alike agitated the human heart, whether it throbbed un-
der the steel corslet of the fifteenth century, the brocaded coat
of the eighteenth, or the blue frock and white diiuity waist-
coat of the present day. ' Upon these passions it is no doubt
true that the state of manners and laws casts a necessary
colouring ; but the bearings, to use the language of heraldry,
remain the same, though the tincture may be not only differ-
ent, but opposed in strong contradistinction. The wrath of
our ancestors, for example, was coloured gules ; it broke forth
in acts of open and sanguinary violence against the objects of
its fury. Our malignant feelings, which must seek gi-atifica-
tion through more indirect channels, and undermine the ob-
stacles which they cannot openly bear downi, may be rather
said to be tinctured sable. But the deep-ruling impulse is the
same in both cases ; and the proud peer, who can now only
ruin his neighbour according to law, by protracted suits, is the
genuine descendant of the baron who wrapped the castle of
his competitor in flames, and knocked him on the head as he
endeavoured to escape from the conflagration. It is from the
great book of Kature, the same through a thousand editions,
whether of black-letter, or wire-wove and hot-pressed, that
I have venturously essayed to read a chapter to the pul)lic.
Some favourable opportunities of contrast have been afforded
me by the state of society in the northern part of tlie island at
the period of my history, and may serve at once to vary and
to illustrate the moral lessons, which I would willingly con-

• Alas ! that attire, respectable and gentlemanlike in 1805, or thereabouts,
is now as antiquatefl as the Author of Waverley has himself become since
that period ! The reader of fashion will please to fill up the costume with
an embroidered waistcoat of purple velvet or eilk, aud a coat of whatever
colour he pleases.

WAVERLEY. 43

aider as tlie most important part of my plan; although. I am
sensible how short these will fall of their aim if I shall be
found unable to mix them with amusement — a task not quite
so easy in this critical generation as it was " Sixty Years
since. "

CHAPTER II.

■WATERLEY-HONOUR A RETROSPECT.

It is, then, sixty years since ' Edward Waverley, the hero
of the following pages, took leave of his family, to join, the
regiment of dragoons in which he had lately obtained a com-
mission. It was a melancholy day at Waverley-Honour when
the young officer parted with Sir Everard, the affectionate old
uncle to whose title and estate he was presumptive heir.

A difference in political opinions had early separated the
BaioiK't from his younger brother liichard Waverley, the
fatlier of our hero. Sir Everard had inherited from his sires
the whole train of Tory or High-Church predibn'tious and
prejudices which had distinguished the house of Waverley
sitico the Great Civil War. Ricliard, on the contrary, who
was ten years younger, Indield himself born to tlie fortune of
a second brotluM', ;in(l anticipated neitlun* dignity nor enter-
tainment in sustaini.ig tlui cliaracter of Will Wimble. JIo
saw early that, to succeed in the race of life, it was necessary
Ve should carry as little weiglit as i)Ossible. Painters talk of
the (lifliculty of exjjressing tlio existence of com])ound ])assions
in the same features at the same nK)nient; it would bo no les.s
dilHcult for tlie moralist to analyse the mixed motives which
unilfi to form tho im])ulse of onr actions. liichard Waverley
read and satisfied himself from history and sound argument
that, in tho words of the old song,

Pftssivc olicdioTUT wns n jost,
And pnliaw I wa» non-rcHistonce ;

• Hince the yoitr ITll, when tliis little rnmniiro wns romnionrpd. Thrt
precisn flate whs witlilidil from the (iriciniil cfliiinn. lost it slioiiM niilici-
pate (lie nature of the talc by aunuuncing so remarkable an era.

44 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

yet reason would have probably been unable to combat and re-
move hereditary prejudice could Richard have anticipated thafc
his elder brother, Sir Everard, taking to heart an early disap-
pointment, would have remained a bachelor at seventy-two.
The prospect of succession, however remote, might in that case
have led him to endure dragging through the greater part of
his life as "Master Richard at the Hall, the Baronet's
Brother, " in the hope that ere its conclusion he should be dis-
tinguished as Sir Richard Waverley of Waverley-Honoui-, suc-
cessor to a princely estate, and to extended political conneo-
tions as head of the county interest in the shire where it lay.
But this was a consummation of things not to be expected at
Ricliard's outset, when Sir Everard was in the prime of life,
and certain to be an acceptable suitor in almost any family,
whether wealth or beauty should be the object of his pursuit,
and when, indeed, his speedy marriage was a report which
regularly amused the neighbourhood once a year. His younger
brother saw no practicable road to independence save that of
relying upon his own exertions, and adopting a political creed
more consonant both to reason and his own interest than the
hereditary faith of Sir Everard in High-Church and in the
hou^e of Stuart. He therefore read his recantation at the be-
ginning of his career, and entered life as an avowed Whig and
friend of the Hanover succession.

The ministry of George the First's time were prudently
anxious to drininish the phalanx of opposition. The Tory
nobility, depending for their reflected lustre upon the sunshine
of a court, had for some time been gradually reconciling them-
selves to the new dynasty. But the wealthy country gentle-
men of England, a rank which retained, with much of ancient
Tnanners and primitive integiity, a great portion of obstinate
and unyielding prejudice, stood aloof in haughty and sullen
opposition, and cast many a look of mingled regret and hope
to Bois le Duo, Avignon, and Italy.' The accession of the
near relation of one of those steady and inflexible opponents

' Where the Chevalier Saint George, or, as he was termed, the Old Pre-
tender, held his exiled court, as hia situation compelled him to shift biB
place of residence.

WAVERLEY. 45

was considered as a means of bringing over more converts, and
therefore Richard Waverley met with a share of ministerial
favour more than proportioned to his talents or his political
importance. It was, however, discovered that he had respect-
able talents for public business, and the iirst admittance to the
minister's levee being negotiated, his success became rapid.
Sir Everard learned from the public News-Letter, first, that
Richard "Waverley, Esquire, was returned for the ministerial
borough of Barterf aith ; next, that Richard Waverley, Esquire,
had taken a distinguished part in the debate upon the Excise
bill in the support of government; and, lastly, that Richard
Waverley, Esquire, had been honoured with a seat at one of
those boards where the pleasure of serving the country is com-
bined with other important gratifications, which, to render
them the moi-e acceptal)le, occur regularly once a quarter.

AltlKJugh these events followed each other so closely that
the sagacity of the editor of a modern newspaper would have
presaged the two last even while he announced the first, yet
they came ujx)!! Sir Evci-ard gradn;illy, and drop by dro]), as
it were, distilled through the cool and i)rocrastiuating aleniiiic
of Dyer's Weekly Letter.' For it may be observed in i)as.s-
iug, that instead of those mail-coaches, by means of which
every mechanic at his six-penny club may niglitly learn from
twenty contradictory cliaiiiiels the yesterday's news of the
capital, a weekly post brought, in th(;s«! days, to Waverley-
Honour, a Weekly Intelligencer, wlucli, after it had gratified
Sir Everard's curiosity, his sister's, and tliat of his aged l)itt-
ler, was regularly transferred from the Hall to the Rectory,
from the Rectory to Squire Stiil)l)s's at the (Jrange, from the
Squire to the Baroiu^t's steward at his neat wliite liouse on the
heatli, from the steward to Uw. bailiff, and fr.mi him tlinmgli
a huge circle of honest dames and gaffers, by wliose luird ami
horny hands it was generally worn to pieces in alnjut a month
after its arrival.

Tliis slow succession of intelligence w;is of some advantnge
to Ricliai<l Waverley in the case before us; for, liad the .sum
total of his enormities reached the ears of Sir Everard at once,
» See Dyer's Weekly Letter. Note 1.

46 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

there can be no doubt that the new commissioner would have
had little reason to pique himself on the success of his poli-
tics. The Baronet, although the mildest of human beings,
was not without sensitive points in his character ; his brother's
conduct had wounded these deeply ; the Waverley estate was
fettered by no entail (for it had never entered into the head of
any of its former possessors that one of their progeny could be
guilty of the atrocities laid by Dyer's Letter to the door of
Richard), and if it had, the marriage of the proprietor might
have been fatal to a collateral heir. These various ideas
floated through the brain of Sir Everard without, however,
producing any determined conclusion.

He examined the tree of his genealogy, which, emblazoned
with many an emblematic mark of honour and heroic achieve-
ment, hung upon the well- varnished wainscot of his hall.
The nearest descendants of Sir Hildebrand Waverley, failing
those of his eldest son Wilfred, of whom Sir Everard and his
brother were the only representatives, were, as this honoured
register informed him (and, indeed, as he himself well knew),
the Waverleys of Highley Park, com. Hants ; with whom the
main branch, or rather stock, of the house had renounced all
connection since the great law-suit in 1G70.

This degenerate scion had committed a farther offence
against the head and source of their gentility, by the inter-
marriage of their representative with Judith, heiress of Oliver
Bradshawe, of Highley I'ark, whose arms, the same with those
of Bradshawe the regicide, they had quartered with the ancient
coat of Waverley. These offences, however, had vanished
from Sir Everard's recollection in the heat of his resentment;
and had Lawyer Clippurse, for whom his gi-oom was des-
patched express, arrived but an hour earlier, he might have
had the benefit of drawing a new settlement of the lordship
and manor of Waverley-Honour, with all its dependencies.
But an hour of cool reflection is a great matter when employed
in weighing the comparative evil of two measures to neither
of which we are internally partial. Lawyer Clipi)urse found
his patron involved in a deep study, which he was too respect-
ful to disturb, otherwise than by producing his paper and

WAVERLEY. 47

leathern ink-case, as prepared to minute his honour's com-
mands. Even this slight manoeuvre was embai-rassing to Sir
Everai-d, who felt it as a reproach to his indecision. He
looked at the attorney with some desire to issue his fiat, when
the sun, emerging from behind a cloud, poured at once its
chequered light tluough the stained window of the gloomy
cabinet in which they were seated. The Baronet's eye, as he
raised it to the splendour, fell right upon the central scutcheon,
impressed with the same device which his ancestor was said
to have borne in tlie held of Hastings, — three ermines passant,
argent, in a field azure, with its appropriate motto, Sans tache.
*' May our name rather perish, " exclaimed Sir Everard, " thaa
that ancient and loj^^al symbol should be blended with the dis-
honoured insignia of a traitorous Roundhead!"

All this was the effect of the glimpse of a sunbeam, just
sufficient to liglit La\vyer Clijjpurse to mend his pen. The
pen was mended in vain. The attorney was dismissed, with
directions to hold himself in readiness on the first sum-
mons.

'J'lie apparition of Lawyer C!lippurso at the Hall occasioned
much speculation in tliat portion of the world to which VVaver-
ley-Honour formed the centre. But the more judicious poli-
ticians of this microcosm augured yet worse consetjueuces to
Ttichard Wavei'ley from a movement which shortly followed
liis apost'.tsy. Tliis was no luss than an excursion of tho
liaionet in his coa<;h-and-six, with four attendants in rich liv-
eries, to make a visit of some duration to a noble peer on the
confines of the sliire, of untainted descent, steady Tory ])rinci-
ples, and the happy father of six unmarried and accomplished
daugliters.

Sir Everard's reception in this family wsis, a,s it may be
easily conceived, Hutticicntly favourable; but of the six young
ladies, his tawte imfortunately determined him in favour of
Lady Emily, tlie youngest, who received liis attentions with
an enibarrn^ssmcmt which showed at once that she durst not
decline them, and that they afforded her anything but
plea<^ure.

Sir Everard could not but perceive something uncommon in
3 Vol. 1

48 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

the restrained emotions which the young lady testified at the
advances he hazarded; but, assured by the prudent Countess
that they were the natural effects of a retired education, the
sacrifice might have been completed, as doubtless has hap-
pened in many similar instances, had it not been for the cour-
age of an elder sister, who revealed to the wealthy suitor that
Lady Emily's affections were fixed upon a young soldier of
fortune, a near relation of her own. Sir Everard manifested
great emotion on receiving this intelligence, which was con-
firmed to him, in a private interview, by the young lady her-
self, although under the most dreadful apprehensions of her
father's indignation.

Honour and generosity were hereditary attributes of the
house of Waverley. \^'itl^ a grace and delicacy worthy the
hero of a romance. Sir Everard withdrew his claim to the
hand of Lady Emily. He had even, before leaving IMande-
ville Castle, the address to extort from her father a consent
to her union with the object of her choice. What argumeiits
he used on this point cannot exactly be known, for Sir Ever-
ard was never supposed strong in the powers of persuasion ;
but the young officer, immediately after this transaction, rose
in tlie army with a rapidity far surpassing the usual place of
unpatronised professional merit, although, to outward appear-
ance, that was all he had to depend u])on.

The shock whicli Sir Everard encountered upon this occasion,
althtnigh diminished by the consciousness of having acted
vii-tuously and generously, had its effect upon his future
life. His resolution of marriage had been adopted in a fit of
indignation; the lalwur of courtship did not quite suit the
dignified indolence of his habits; he had but just escaped the
risk of marrying a Avoman who could nev;r love him, and liis
pride could not be greatly flattered by the termination of his
amour, even if his heart had not suffered. The result of the
whole matter was his return to Waverley-Honour without any
transfer of his affections, notwithstanding the sighs and lan-
guishments of the fair tell-tale, who liad revealed, in mere sis-
terly affection, the secret of Lady Emily's attachment, and in
despite of the nods, winks, and innuendoes of the officious lady

WAVERLEY. 49

mother, and the grave eulogiums which the Earl pronounced
successively on the prudence, and good sense, and admirable
dispositions, of his first, second, third, fourth, and fifth
daughters. The memory of his unsuccessful amour was with
Sir Everard, as with many more of his temper, at once shy,
proud, sensitive, and indolent, a beacon against exposing him-
self to similar mortification, pain, and fruitless exertion for the
time to come. He continued to live at Waverley-Honour in
the style of an old English gentleman, of an ancient descent
and opulent fortune. His sister. Miss Eachel Waverley,
presided at his table; and they became, by degrees, an old
bachelor and an ancient maiden lady, the gentlest and kindest
of the votaries of celibacy.

The vehemence of Sir Everard's resentment against his
brother was but short-lived; yet his dislike to the Whig and
the placeman, though unable to stimulate him to resume any
active measures prejudicial to Richard's interest, in the suc-
cession to the family estate, continued to maintain the cold-
ness between them. Richard kn(!W enough of tlio world, and
of his brother's temper, to believe that by any ill-considered
or precipitate advances on his part, he might turn passive dis-
like into a more active ])rinci})le. It was accident, therefore,
which at length occasioned a renewal of their intercourse.
Ricliard had inarrifd a yoimg woman of raiik, hy whose family
interest and ])rivate fortune he hoped to advance his career.
In her right ho })ecame possessor of a manor of some value, at
tiie distance of a few miles from AVaverley-Honour.

Tvittle Edward, the hero of our tale, then in his fifth year,
wa« their only child. It chanced that tho infant with liis
maid had strayed one moniing to a mile's jlistance from the
avenue (if Brere-wood Lodge, liis fathfr's seat. Their atten-
tion was attracted by a carriage drawn by six stately long-
tailed l)lfwk horses, and with Jus mneh carving and gilding as
would have done lionour to my lord mayor's. It wa,s waiting
for the owner, who was at a little distance inspecting tlio
progress of a half-buDt farm-house, T know not whether the
boy's nurse had been a Welsh or a Scotch woman, or in what
manner he associated a shield emblazoned with tliree erniines

60 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

with the idea of personal property, but he no sooner beheld
this family emblem than he stoutly determined on vindicating
his right to the splendid vehicle on which it was displayed.
The J>aronet arrived while the boy's maid was in vain endeav-
ouring to make him desist from his determmation to appro-
priate the gilded coach and six. The rencontre was at a happy
moment for Edward, as his uncle had been just eyeing wist-
fully, with something of a feeling like envy, the chubby boys
of the stout yeoman whose mansion was building by his
direction. In the round-faced rosy cherub before him, bear-
ing his eye and his name, and vindicating a hereditary title
to his family, affection, and patronage, by means of a tie
which Sir- Everard held as sacred as either Garter or Blue-
mantle, Providence seemed to have gi-anted to him the very
object best calculated to till up the void in his hopes and aifec-
tious. Sir Everard returned to Waverley-Hall \ipon a led
horse, which was kept in readiness for him, while the child
and his attendant were sent home in the carriage to Brere-
wood Lodge, with such a message as opened to Richard
Waverley a door of reconciliation with his elder brother.

Their intercourse, however, though thus renewed, continued
to be rather formal and civil than partaking of brotherly
cordiality; yet it was sufficient to the wishes of both parties.
Sir Everard obtained, in the frequent society of his little
nephew, something on which his hereditary pride might found
the anticipated pleasure of a continuation of his lineage, and
where his kind and gentle affections could at the same time
fully exercise themselves. For Richard Waverley, he beheld
in the growing attachment between the uncle and nephew tlie
means of securing his son's, if not his own, succession to the
hereditary estate, which he felt would Ije rather endangered
than promoted by any attempt on his own part towards a
closer intimacy with a man of Sir Everard's habits and
opinions.

Thus, by a sort of tacit compromise, little Edward was ])er-
mitted to pass the greater part of the year at the liall, and
appeared to stand in the same intimate relation to both fami-
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to formal messages and more formal visits. The education of
the youth was regulated alternately by the taste and opinions
of his imcle and of his father. But more of this in a subse-
quent chapter.

CHAPTER III.

EDUCATION.

The education of our hero, Edward Waverley, was of a
nature somewhat desultory. In infancy his health suffered,
or was supposed to suffer (which is quite the same thing), by
the air of London. As soon, therefore, as official duties, at-
tendance on Parliament, or the prosecution of any of his plans
of interest or ambition, called his father to town, which was
his usual residence for eight months in the year, Edward was
transferred to Waverley-Honour, and experienced a total
change of instructors and of lessons, as well as of residence.
This miglit have been remedied had liis father placed him
UJider tlio superintendence of a permanent tutor. ]^ut ho con-
sidered that one of his choosing would probably have been
unacceptaljle at "Waverley-ITonour, and that such a selection
as Sir Everard might have made, were the matter left to him,
would have burdened him with a disagreeal)le inmate, if not
a political sjjy, in Ids family, lie therefore i)revailed upon
his private secretary, a young man of taste and accomplisli-
ments, to best/)w an hour or two on Edward's education
while at r>rere-wood Lodge, and loft his unrld answerable
for his improvement in literature while an ininato at the
IlaU.

This was in some degree respectably provided for. Sir
Everard's chaplain, an Oxonian, who had lost his fellowslii]» for
declining to take the oaths at the accessicm of (Jeorge 1., was
not only an excellent cla,ssiral scholar, but reasonably skilled
in science, and ma.ster of most modern languages. 1T<! was,
however, old and indulgent, and the recurring interregnum,
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occasioued such a relaxation of authority, that the youth waa
pei'iuitted, in a great measure, to learn as he pleased, wliat he
pleased, and when he pleased. This slackness of rule might
have been niinous to a boy of slow understanding, Avho, feel-
ing labour in the acquisition of knowledge, would have alto-
gether neglected it, save for the command of a task-master;
and ib might have proved equally dangerous to a youth whose
aiiijnal spirits were more powerfid than his imagination or his
feelings, and whom the irresistible influence of Alma would
have engaged in field-sports from morning till night. But
the character of Edward Waverley was remote from either of
these. His powers of apprehension were so uncommonly quick
as almost to resemble intuition, and the chief care of his pre-
ceptor was to prevent him, as a si)ortsman would phrase it,
from overrunning his game — that is, from acquiring his knowl-
edge ill a slight, flimsy, and inadequate manner. And here
the instructor had to combat another propensity too often
united with brilliancy of fancy and vivacity of talent — that
indolence, namely, of disposition, which can only be stirred
by some strong motive of gratification, and which renounces
study as soon as curiosity is gratified, the pleasure of conquer-
ing the first diflficulties exhausted, and the novelty of pursuit
at an end. Edward would throw himself with spirit upon
any classical author of which his preceptor proposed the peru-'
sal, make himself master of tlie style so far as to understand
the story, and, if that pleased or interested him, ho fuiished the
volume. But it was in vain to attempt fixing his attention
on critical distmctions of philology, upon the difference of
idiom, the beauty of felicitous expression, or the artificial
comljinations of syntax. " I can read and understand a Latin
author," said young Edward, with the self-confidence and
rash reasoning of fifteen, " and Scaliger or Bentley could not
do nrach more." Alas! while he was thus permitted to read
only for the gratification of his amusement, he foresaw not
that he was losing for ever the opportunity of ac!quiring habits
of firm and assiduous application, of gaining the art of con-
trolliiig, directing, and concentrating the powers of his mind
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that intimate acquaintance with classical learning -which is the
primary object of study.

I am aware I may be here reminded of the necessity of ren-
dering instruction agreeable to youth, and of Tasso's infusion
of honey into the medicine prepared for a child ; but an age
in which children are taught the di-iest doctrines by the in-
sinuating method of instructive games, has little reason to
dread the consequences of study being rendered too serious
or severe. The history of England is now reduced to a game
at cards, the problems of mathematics to puzzles aiul riddles,
and the doctrines of arithmetic may, we are assured, be suffi-
ciently acquiied by spending a few hours a week at a new and
complicated edition of the Royal Game of the Goose, There
wants but one step furtlier, and the Creed and Ten Command-
ments may be taught in the same manner, without the neces-
sity of the grave face, deliberate tone of recital, and devout
attention, hitherto exacted from the well-governed childhood
of tills realm. It may, in tlie mean time, be subject of serious
consideration, whetlun- those who are accustomed only to ac-
quire instruction througli the medium of amusement may not
be br<mght to reject tliat wliich approaches iinder the aspect
of study; whether those wlio learn history by the cards may
not be led to j>ref<'r t\ui means to tlie end; and whether, Avero
we to teach icligion in the way of sport, our pupils may nob
thereby be gradually induced to make sport of their religion.
To our young hero, who was permitted to seek his instruction
only according to the bent of his own mind, and who, of
consequenee, only sou^'lit it so long as it affordfd him amuse-
ment, the indulgence of his tutors was attcudcui with evil con-
sequences, which long continued to intluonco liis character,
ha])pine88, and utility.

Edward's jKiwer of imagination and love of literature, al-
tlioni,'h the foriner wa.s vivid and the latter ardent, were ho
far from affording a remedy to this peculiar evil, that they
rather inflamed and increased its violence. The library at
Waverley-Honour, a laige CJothio room, with duuble arches
and a gallery, contained such a miscellaneous and extensive
collectioa of volumes as had beea assembled together, during

54 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

the coiu'se of two hundred years, by a family which had been
always wealthy, aiid iucliued, of course, as a mark of splendour,
to furnish their shelves with the current literature of the day,
without much scrutiny or nicety of discrimination. Thi'ough-
out this ample reabu Edward was permitted to roam at
large. His tutor had his own studies; and church politics
and controversial divinity, together with a love of learned
ease, though they did not withdraw his attention at stated
times from the progress of his patron's presumptive heir, in-
duced him readily to grasp at any apology for not extending
a strict and regulated sui-vey towards his general studies. Sir
Everard had never been himself a student, and, like his sister
Miss Rachel Waverley, held the common doctrine, that idle-
ness is incompatible with reading of any kind, and that the
mere tracing the alphabetical characters with the eye is in it-
self a useful and meritorious task, without scrupulously con-
sidering what ideas or doctrines they may happen to convey.
With a desire of amusement, therefore, which better discipline
might soon have converted into a thirst for knowledge, young
Waverley di-ove through the sea of books like a vessel without
a pilot or a rudder. Nothing perhaps increases by indulgence
more than a desvdtory habit of reading, especially under such
opportunities of gratifying it. I believe one reason why such
numerous instances of erudition occur among the lower ranks
is that, with the same powers of mind, the poor student is
limited to a narrow circle for indulging his passion for books,
and must necessarily make himself master of the few he pos-
sesses ere he can acquire more. Edward, on the contrary, like
the epicure who only deigned to take a single morsel from the
sunny side of a peach, read no volume a moment after it ceased
to excite his curiosity or interest; and it necessarily happened,
that the habit of seeking only this sort of gratification ren-
dered it daily more difficult of attainment, till the passion for
reading, like other strong appetites, produced by indulgence a
sort of satiety.

Ere he attained this indifference, however, he had read, and
stored in a memory of uncommon tenacity, much curious,
though ill-arranged and miscellaneous information. In Eng-

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lish literature he was mavster of Shakespeare and Milton, of
our earlier dramatic authors, of mauy picturesque aud inter-
esting passages from our old historical chronicles, aud was
pai'ticularly well acquainted with Spenser, Drayton, and other
poets who have exercised themselves on romantic iiction, of
all themes the most fascinating to a youthful imagination, be-
fore the passions have roused themselves and demand poetry
of a more sentimental description. In this respect his ac-
quaintance with Italian opened him yet a wider range. lie
had perused the numerous romantic poems, which, from the
days of Pulci, have been a favourite exercise of the wits of
Italy, and iiad sought gratihcation in the numerous collections
of iiorelle, which were brought foith by the genius of tliat ele-
gant though luxurious nation, in enudation of the Decameron.
In classical literature, Waverley had made the usual progress,
and read the usual authois; and tlie French had afforded him
an almost exhaustless collection of memoirs, scarcely more
faitliful than romances, aud of romances so well written as
hardly to be distinguished from memoirs. The splendid
pages of Froissart, witli liis heart-stirring and cye-dazzliiig
descriptions of war and of tournaments, were among his cliief
favourites; and from those! of l>rant6me and De la None lie
learned to cojuparc the wild and loose, yet superstitious, char-
acter of the nobles of the League with the stern, rigid, and
sometimes turbulent disposition of tlu; Huguenot jtarty. The
Spanish had contributed to liis stock of chivalrous and roman-
tic lore. Th(! earlier liteiaturo of the northern nations did not.
escape the stndy of one who read rather to awaken the imagi-
nation than to benetit the understanding. And yet, knowing
much that is known but to few, Edward Waverley might just:
ly be considered as ignorant, h'wwk^ he knew little of what adds
dignity b) man, an<l qindilies him 1o sup})ort and adorn an
elevated situation in soitiuty.

The occasional attention of his parents might in(h'ed have
Ijeen of service to prevent tlie dissipation of mind incidental
to such a desultory ccnirse of reading. But his mother dieil
in the seventh year after tlie reeoneiliation between the broth-
ers, and Kichard Waverley himself, who, after this event, re-

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sided more constantly in London, Avas too much interested in
his own plans of wealth and ambition to notice more respect-
ing Edward than that he was of a very bookish turn, and prob-
ably destined to be a bishop. If he could have discovered
and analysed his son's waking dreams, he would have formed
a very different conclusion.

CHAPTEE IV.

CASTLE-BUILDING.

I HAVE already hinted that the dainty, squeamish, and
fastidious taste acquired by a surfeit of idle reading had not
only rendered our hero unfit for serious and sober study, but
had even disgusted him in some degree with that in which
he had hitherto indulged.

He was in his sixteenth year when his habits of abstraction
and love of solitude became so much marked as to excite Sir
Everard's affectionate apprehension. He tried to counterbal-
ance these propensities by engaging his nephew in field-sports,
which had been the chief pleasure of his own youthful days.
But although Edward eagerly carried the gun for one season, yet
when practice had given him some dexterity, the pastime ceased
to afford him amusement.

In the succeeding spring, the perusal of old Isaac Walton's
fascinating volume determined Edward to become " a brother
of the angle." But of all diversions which ingenuity ever de-
vised for the relief of idleness, fishing is the worst qualified
to amuse a man who is at once indolent and impatient; and
our hero's rod was speedily flung aside. Society and example,
which, more than any other motives, master and sway the
natural bent of our passions, might have had their usual effect
upon the youthful visionary. But the neighbourhood was
thinly iahabited, and the home-bred young squires whom it
afforded were not of a class fit to form Edward's usual com-
panions, far less to excite him to emulation in the practice of

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those pastimes which composed the serious business of their
lives.

There were a few other youths of better education and a.
more liberal character, but from their society also our hero
was in some degree excluded. Sir Everard had, upon the
death of Queen Anne, resigned his seat in Parliament, ai;d, as
his age increased and the number of his contemporaries dimin-
ished, had gradually withdrawn himself from society ; so that
when, upon any particular occasion, Edward mingled with
accomplished and well-educated young men of his own rank
and expectations, he felt an inferiority in their compan}^ not
so much from deficiency of information, as from the want of
the skill to command and to arrange tliat which ho possessed.
A deep and increasing sensibility added to this dislike of
society. The idea of having committed tlie slightest solecism
in politeness, whether real or imaginary, was agony to liim;
for perhaps even guilt itself does not imjiose upon some minds
80 keen a sense of shame and remorse, as a modest, sensitive,
and inexperienced youth feels from the consciousness of hav-
ing neglected eti(£uette or excited ridicule. Where we are not
at ease, we cannot ha happy; and therefore it is nc^t surprising
that Edward Waverlcy su])posed that lie disliked and was mi-
fitted f(n" s eiety, merely because he had not yet actpiired the
habit of living in it with ease and comfort, ;nid of reciprocally
giving and leceiving ])leasure.

The hours ho spent with his undo and aunt wore exhausted
in listening to the oft-repeated tale of narrative old age. Vet
even there his imagination, the ])re(loniin;int faculty of iiis
mind, was fref^uently excited. J'^amily tradition and genea-
logicid history, U])ou which much of Sir KvjM-ard's discourse
tuiiied, i.'i the very reverse of amlxT, which, itself a valuable
substance, usually includes flies, straws, and other trifles;
whereas these, studitis, Ix-ing themselves very insignilieant and
trifling, do neveitheh^ss sfuve U) jKu-petuate a great (h'al of
what is rare and valuable in ancient manners, and to record
many curious and minute fjicts which could have been i)re-
served and conveyed through no other medium. If, therefore,
Edward Waverley yawned at times over the dry deduction

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of his line of ancestors, with their various intermarriages, and
inwardly deprecated the remorseless and protracted accuracy
with which the Avorthy Sir Everard rehearsed the various de-
grees of propinquity between the house of Waverley-Honour
and the doughty barons, knights, and squires to whom they
stood^ allied ; if (notwithstandmg his obligations to the three
ermines passant) he sometimes cursed in his heart the jargon
of heraldi-y, its griffins, its mold- warps, its wyverns, and its
dragons, with all the bitterness of Hotspur himself, there were
luoments when these communications interested his fancy and
rewarded his attention.

The deeds of Wilibert of Waverley in the Holy Land, his
long absence and perilous adventures, his supposed death, and
his return on the evening Avhen the betrothed of his heart had
wedded the hero who had protected her from insult aud op-
pression during his absence; the generosity with which the
Crusader relinquished his claims, and sought in a neighbour-
ing cloister that peace which passeth not away ; ' — to these
and similar tales he would hearken till his heart glowed and
his eye glistened. I^Tor was he less alfected when his aunt,
Miss Rachel, narrated the sufferings and fortitude of Lady
Alice Waverley during the Great Civil War- The benevolent
features of the venerable spinster kindled into more majestic
expression as she told how Charles had, after the field of
Worcester, found a day's refuge at Waverley-Honour, and
how, when a troop of cavahy were approaching to search the
mansion, Lady Alice dismissed her youngest son with a hand-
ful of domestics, charging them to make good with their lives
an hour's diversion, that the king might have that space for
escape. "And, God help her," would Miss Rachel continue,
fixing her eyes upon the heroine's portrait as she spoke, "fuU
dearly did she purchase the safety of her prince with the life
of her darling cliild. They brought him here a prisoner,
mortally wounded; and you may trace the drops of his blood
from the great hall door along the little gallery, and up to the
saloon, where they laid him down to die at his mother's feet.
Rut there was comf oi-t exchanged between them j for he knew,
' See The Bradshaigh Legend. Note 2.

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.from the glance of his mother's eye, that the purpose of his
desperate defence was attained. Ah! I remember," she con-
tinued, " I remember well to have seen one that knew and
loved him. Miss Lucy St. Aubin lived and died a maid for
his sake, though one of the most beautiful and wealthy
matches iu this country ; all the world ran after her, but she
wore widow's mourning all her life for poor William, for they

were betrothed though not married, and died in 1 cannot

think of the date ; but I remember, in the November of that
very year, when she found herself sinking, she desired to be
brought to Waverley-Honour once more, and visited all the
places where she had been with my grand-uncle, and caused
the cai-pets to l)e rai.s(»d that she might trace the impression of
his blood, and if tears c<juld have washed it out, it had not
been there now ; for there was not a dry eye in the house.
You would liave thought, Edward, that the veiy trees
mourned for her, for their leaves dropt around her without a
gust of wind; and, indeed, she looked like one that would
never see tliem green again."

From such legends our hero would steal away to indulge the
fan(;ies they excited. Jn the corner of the large aiul sombre
library, with no other light than Avas afforded by the decaying
brands on its ponderous and anijthi hearth, lie would exercise
for hours that internal sorccM-y l)y Avhich past or imaginary
events are ])re8ented in a<'tion, as it were, t^) the eye of ilie
muser. Then arose in long and fair array the splendour of
the bridal feast at Waverley C'astle; the tall and eni.'u;iated
form of its real lord, jis he sl^ood in his pilgrim's av'«hmI«, an
minoticed Hycctntor of tho festivities of his supposed heir and
intended bride; the electrical sliock <)(>(iasioned by tlio dis(!ov-
ery; the springing of the vassals 1^ aims; tho astonishment
of tho bridegroom; tlie terror ami confusion of the bride; the
{igoiiy with which Wilibert observed that her heart as well
a« consent Wfis in thfso nuptials; the air of dignity, yet of
deep feeling, with which he Hung down tho hnlf-rlrawii sword,
and turned away for ever from the house of his ancestors.
Then would he change the scene, and fancy would at his wish
represent Aunt Kaxihel's tragedy. He saw the Lady Waverley

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seated in. her bower, her ear strained to every sound, her
heart throbbing with double agony, now listening to the de-
caying echo of the hoofs of the king's horse, and when that
had died away, hearing in every breeze that shook the trees
of the park, the noise of the remote skirmish. A distant
souu'l is heard like the rushing of a swoln stream; it comes
nearer, and Edward can plainly distinguish the galloping of
horses, the cries and shouts of men, with straggling pistol-
shots between, rolling forwards to the Hall. The lady starts
up — a terrified menial rushes in — but why pursue such a
description?

As living in this ideal world became daily more delectable
to our hero, interruption was disagreeable in proportion. The
extensive domain that surrounded the Hall, which, far exceed-
ing the dimensions of a park, was usually termed Waverley-
Chase, had originally been forest ground, and still, though
broken by extensive glades, in which the young deer were
sporting, retained its pristine and savage character. It was
traversed by broad avenues, in many places half grown up
with brushwood, where the beauties of former days used to
take their stand to see the stag coursed with greyhounds, or
to gain an aim at him with the crossbow. In one spot, dis-
tinguished by a moss-grown Gothic monument, which retained
the name of Queen's Standing, Elizabeth herself was said to
have pierced seven bucks with her own arrows. This was a
very favourite haunt of Waverley. At other times, with his
gun and his spaniel, which served as an apology to others,
and with a book in his pocket, which perhaps served as an
apology to himself, he used to pursue one of these long
avenues, whi(;h, after an ascending sweep of four miles, giad-
ually narrowed into a rude and contracted path through the
cliffy and woody pass called Mirk wood Dingle, and opened
suddenly upon a deep, dark, and small lake, named, from the
same cause, Mirkwood Mere. There stood, in former times,
a solitary tower upon a rock almost surrounded by the water,
which had acquired the name of the Strength of Waverley,
ber-ause in perilous times it had often been the refuge of the
family. There, in the Avars of York and Lancaster, the last

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adherents of the Red Rose who dared to maintain her cause
carried on a harassing and predatory warfare, till the strong-
hold was reduced by the celebrated Richard of Gloucester.
Here, too, a party of Cavaliers long maintained themselves
under !Nigel Waverley, elder brother of that William whose
fate Aunt Rachel commemorated. Through these scenes it
was that Edward loved to '' chew the cud of sweet and bitter
fancy," and, like a child among his toys, culled and arranged,
from the splendid yet useless imagery and emblems with which
his imagination was stored, visions as brilliant and as fading
as those of an evening sky. The effect of this indulgence
upon his temper and character will appear in the next chapter.

CHAPTER V.

CHOICE OF A PROFESSION.

From the minuteness with which I liave traced Waverley'a
pursuits, and the bias which these unavoidably communicated
to his imagination, the reader may j)erhaps anticipate, in the
following tale, an imitation of the romance of Qervantes. But
lin will do my prudonco injusti(;e in the supposition. My in-
tention is not to iViIlow the ste})3 of that inimitable author, in
describing such total perversion of intellect as misconstrues
the o])ject3 actually presented to the senses, but that more
common aberration from sound judgment, which a])prehonds
occurrences indeed in their reality, but eonnniinicates to them
a tinctureof its own romantic tone and colouring. So far was
Edward Waverley from expecting general sympathy with his
ovm feelings, or concluding that the ])resent state of things
was calculated to exhibit the reality of those visions in which
he loved U> indulge, that ho dreaded nothing more than the
detectioQ of siieh sentiments a.s were dictated by his musings.
He neither had nor wished to have a confidant, ^vith whom to
communicate his reveries; and ho Bensiblo was he of the ridi-
cule attached to them, that, had he been to choose between

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any punishment short of iguouiiny, and the necessity of giv-
ing a cold and composed account of the ideal world in which
he lived the better part of liis days, I think he would not nave
hesitated to prefer the former iutiictiou. This secrecy became
doubly precious as he felt in advanciug life the influence of
the awakening passions. Female forms of exquisite grace and
beauty began to mingle in his mental adventures; nor was he
long without looking abroad to compare the creatures of his
own imagination Avith the females of actual life.

Tlie list of the beauties who displayed their hebdomadal
finery at the parish church of Waverley was neither numerous
nor select. By far the most passable was Miss Sissly, or, as
she rather chose to be called, Miss Cecilia Stubbs, daughter of
Squire Stubbs at the Grange. I kuow not whether it was by
the "merest accident in the world," a phrase which, from
female lips, does not always exclude malice prepense, or
whether it was from a conformity of taste, that Miss Cecilia
more than once crossed Edward in his favourite walks through
Waverley-Chase. He had not as yet assumed courage to accost
her on these occasions ; but the meeting was not without its
effect. A romantic lover is a strange idolater, who sometimes
cares not out of what log he frames the object of his adora-
tion; at least, if nature has given that object any passable
proportion of personal charms, he can easily play the Jeweller
and Dervise in the Oriental tale,' and supply her richly, out
of the stories of his own imagination, with supernatural
beauty, and all the properties of intellectual wealth.

But ere the charms of Miss Cecilia Stubbs had erected her
into a positive goddess, or elevated her at least to a level with
the saint her namesake, JVIiss Rachel Waverley gained some in-
timation which determined lier to jjrevent the approaching
apotheosis. Even the most simple and unsuspicious of the
female sex have (God bless them !) an instinctive sharpness of
perception in such matters, which sometimes goes the length
of observing partialities that never existed, but rarely misses
to detect such as ])ass actually under their observation. Miss
Bachel applied heiself with great prudence, not to combat,
' See Hoppner's tale of The Seven Lovers.

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but to elude, the approaching danger, and suggested to her
brother the necessity that the heu" of his house should see
something more of the world than was consistent with constant
residence at W'averley-Honour.

Sir Everard would not at first listen to a proposal which
went to separate his nephew from him. Edward was a little
bookish, he admitted ; but youth, he had always heard, was
the season for learning, and, no doubt, when his rage for let-
ters Avas aliated, and nis head fully stocked with knowledge,
his nephew would take to field-sports and country business.
He had often, he said, himself regretted that he had not spent
some time in study during his youth : he would neither have
shot nor hunted with less skill, and he might have made the
roof of St. Stephen's echo to longer orations than were com-
prised in those zealous Noes, with which, when a member of
the House during Godolphin's administration, he encountered
every measure of government.

Aunt Kachel's anxiety, however, lent her address to carry
her point. Eveiy re])resentative of their house had visited
foreign parts, or served his country in the army, before lie
settled for life at Waverley-Houour, and she appealed for the
truth of her assertion to the genealogical pedigree, an author-
ity which Sir Everard was never kiiown to contradict. In
short, a yjroy)osal was made to IMr. Iticliai-d Waverley, tliat liia
sou shoidd travel, luider the dire(!tion of liis jtrosent tutor, Mr.
I'erabroke, with a suitaljle allowance from the liaronet's liber-
ality. The father himself saw no olijection to this overture;
but \ii)on menf ioningit casually at the table of the minister, the
gT(!at man lof)kcd gravp. The reason was exjjlained in ])rivate.
nie uu}ia})j)y turn of Sir Evorard's jioliticH, the iiiiiiiHter
observed, wa.s such as would winder it highly im])roi)er that
a young gentleman of such liopeful prospecjts should travel on
the ('ontineiit with a tutor do>il)tless of liis uncle's choosing,
and directing hi.s course by his instriictions. AN'hat might
Jlr. Edward Waverley 's society bo at I'aris, what at lUniie,
where all manner of snares were B])read by the ]'retender and
his sons — these were points for Mr. Waverley t/> consider.
This he could himself say, that he knew liis l^Iajesty luid such

tf4 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

I just sense of Mr. Richard Waverley's merits, that, if his sou
adopted the army for a few years, a troop, he believed, might
be reckoned upon in one of the dragoon regiments lately
returned from Flanders.

A hint thus conveyed and enforced was not to be neglected
with impunity; and Kichard VVaverley, though with great
dread of sliocking his brother's prejudices, deemed he could
not avoid accepting the commission thus offered him for his^
son. The truth is, he calculated much, and justly, upon Sir
Everard's fondness for Edward, which made him unlikely to
resent any step that he might take in due submission to
parental authority. Two letters announced this determination
to the Baronet and his nephew. The latter barely communi-
cated the fact, and pointed out the necessary preparations for
joining his regiment. To his brother, Richard was more
diffuse and circuitous. He coincided with him, in the most
flattering manner, in the propriety of his son's seeing a little
more of the world, and was even humble in expressions of
gi'atitudo for his proposed assistance; was however, deeply
concerned that it was now, unfortunately, not in Edward's
power exactly to comply with the plan which had been chalked
out by his best friend and benefa(!tor. He himself had thought
with pain on the boy's inactivity, at an age when all his an-
cestors had borne arms ; even Royalty itself had deigned to
inquire whether young Waverley was not now in Flanders, at
an age when his grandfather was already bleeding for his king
in the Great Civil War. This was accompanied by an offer of
a troop of horse. What could he do? There was no time
to consult his brother's inclinations, even if he could have
conceived there might be objections on his part to his nephew's
following tlie glorious career of his predecessors. And, in
short, that J'^dward was now (the intermediate steps of cornet
and lieutenant being overleapt with great agility) Captain Wa-
verley, of Gardiner's regiment of dragoons, which he must
join in their quarters at Dundee in Scotland, in the course of
a month.

Sir Everard Waverley received this intimation with a mix-
ture of feelings. At the period of the Hanoverian succession

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he had withdrawn from parliament, and his conduct, in the
memorable year 1715, had not been ?iltogether unsuspected.
There were reports of private musters of tenants and horses
in A\'averley-Chase by moonlight, and of cases of carbines and
pistols purchased in Holland, and addiessed to the Baronet,
but intercepted by the vigilance of a ridmg officer of the
excise, who was afterwards tossed in a blanket on a moonless
night, by an association of stout yeomen, for his otticiousness.
Nay, it was even said, that at the arrest of 8ir Williaux
Wyndham, the leader of the Tory party, a letter from Sir
Everurd was found in the pocket of his night-gown. But
there was no overt act which an attainder could be founded on,
and government, contented with suppressing the insurrection
of 1715, felt it neither prudent nor safe to push tlieir ven-
geance farther than agauist those unfortunate gentlemen who
actually took up arms.

Kor did Sir Everard's apprehensions of personal conse-
quences seem to correspond with the rt- ports spread among his
Whig neighl>ours. It was well known that lie liad supplied
with m<mey several of the distressed Korthumbriajis and
8c<Jtchmen, wlio, after being made prisoners at Preston in
Lancashire, were im])rison(Ml in Newgate and the Marshalsea,
and it was liis solicitor and ordinary counsel who conducted
the defence of somij of these vuifortunate gentlemen at their
trial. It was generally supposed, however, that, had minis-.
ters possessed any real proof of Sir Everard's accession to
the rebellion, he either would not have ventured thus to brave
the existing government, or at least would not have done so with
impunity. The feelings which then dictated liis ]>rocec(lings
wern those of a young man, aii<l at an agitating period. Sinc^e
that time Sir Everard's Jaxjobitism had been gradually decay-
ing, like a tire which burns out for want of fuel. His Tory
and ]Iigh-(Jhuroh priiif.iples were kept up by some ocicasional
exennso at flections and (juai-ter-sessions; i»ut those resp«<;ting
hereditary right were fall(;n into a H<nt of abeyance. Yot it
jarred severely nyxm his feelings, that his nephew should go
into the army under the Brunswick dynasty; and the more so,
as, independent of his high and conscientious ideas of pafenial

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authority, it was impossible, or at least highly imprudent, to
interfere authoritatively to prevent it. This suppressed vexa-
tion gave rise to many poohs and pshaws, which were i)laced
to the account of an incipient fit of gout, until, having sent
for the Army List, the worthy Baronet consoled himself with
reckoning the descendants of the houses of genuine loyalty,
Mordaunts, Granvilles, and Stanleys, whose names were to be
found in that military record; and, calling up all his feelings
of family grandeur and warlike glory, he concluded, Avith
logic something like Falstaff's, that when war was at hand,
although it were shame to be on any side but one, it were
worse shame to be idle than to be on the worst side, though
blacker than usurpation could make it. As for Aunt Rachel,
,her scheme had not exactly terminated according to her wishes,
but she was under the necessity of submitting to circumstances;
and her mortification was diverted by the employment she
found in fitting out her nephew for the campaign, and greatly
consoled by the prospect of beholding him blaze in complete
uniform.

Edward Waverley himself received with animated and un-
defined surprise this most unexpected intelligence. It was, as
a fine old poem expresses it, 'like a fire to heather set,' that
covers a solitary hill with smoke, and illumines it at the same
time with dusky fire. His tutor, or, I should say, Mr. Pem-
broke, for he scarce assiimed the name of tutor, picked up
about Edward's room some fragments of irregular verse, which
he appeared to have composed under the influence of the agi-
tating feelings occasioned by this sudden page being turned
up to him in the book of life. The doctor, who was a be-
liever in all poetry which was composed by his friends, and
written out in fair straight lines, with a capital at the begin-
ning of each, communicated this treasure to Aunt Rachel,
who, with her spectacles dimmed with tears, transferred them
to her commonplace book, among choice receipts for cookery
and medicine, favourite texts, and portions from High-Church
divines, and a few songs, amatory and Jacobitical, which she
had carolled in her younger days, from whence her nephew's
poetical tentamina were extracted when the volume itseK, with

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other authentic records of the AVaverley family, were exposed
to the inspection of the imworthy editor of this memorable
history. If they afford the reader no higher amusement, they
will serve, at least, better than narrative of any kind, to ac-
quaint him with the wild and irregular spirit of our hero :

Late, when the Autumn evening fell
On Mirkwood-Jfere's romantic dell,
The lake return Vi, in chasten'd gleam,
The purple cloud, the golden beam :
Reflected in the crystal pool,
Headland and bank lay fair and cool ;
The weather-tinted rock and tower.
Each drooping tree, each fairy flower,
So true, so soft, the mirror gave.
As if there lay beneath the wave,
Secure from trouble, toil, and care,
A world than earthly world more fair.

But distant winds began to wake,
And roused tlie Genius of the Lake!
He heard the groaning of the oak.
And donn'd at once Ills sable cloak,
As warrior, at the battle-cry.
Invests him with his panoply:
Then, as the whirlwind nearer press'd
He 'gnn to shake his foamy crest
O'er furrow'd brow and Ijlacken'd dieek,
And bade his surge in thunder speak.
In wild and broken eddies whirl'd
Flitteil that fonil ideal world.
And to the shore in tumult tosf
The realms of fairy bliss were lost.

Yet, with a stern delight iin<i strange,
I saw the si)iril-stirring (diiinge.
As warr'd the wind with wave and wood.
Upon the ruin'd tower I stood.
And felt my heart more strongly bound,
Il<'sponsiv<' to iIm- lot'ly Miund,
While, joying it) the mighty roar.
I niourn'd that trunijuil scene no more.

Po, on tin- idle dreams of youth,
BronkH the loud trumpet-enil of truth.
Bids each fair vision ])a'<s aw/iy.
Like landscape on llu' lake that lay.
As fair, as flittintr, aii<l hm frail,
As that whicli tied the Autumn gale —
For ever dead to fancy's eye
Be eiidi gay form that glided by,
While <lreams of love and huly's charms
Give place to honour and to artiial

68 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

In sober prose, as perhaps these verses intimate less decid-
edly, the ti-ansient idea of Miss Cecilia Stiibbs passed from
Captain Waverley's heart amid the turmoil which his new des-
tinies excited. She appeared, indeed, in full splendour in her
father's pew upon the Sunday he attended service for the last
time at the old parish church, upon which occasion, at the re-
quest of his uncle and Aunt Racliel, he was induced (nothing
loth, if the truth must be told) to present himself in full
imiform.

There is no better antidote against entertaining too high aa
opinion of others than having an excellent one of oui'selves
at the very same time. Miss Stubbs had indeed summoned
up every assistance which art could afford to beauty; but,
alas! hoop, patches, frizzled locks, and a new mantua of
genuine French silk, were lost upon a young officer of dra-
goons who wore for the first time his gold-laced hat, jack-
boots, and broadsword. I know not whether, like the cham-
pion of an old ballad.

His heart was all on honour bent,

Ho could not stoop tn love ;
No lady in the land had power
His frozen heart to move ;

or whether the deep and flaming bars of embroidered gold,
which now fenced his breast, defied the artillery of Cecilia's
eyes ; but every arrow was launched at him in vain.

Yet did I mark whore fupid's shaft did light;
It lighted not on little western flower,
But on bold yeoman, flower of all tlie west,
Hight Jonas Culbertfield, the steward's son.

Craving pardon for my heroics (which I am unable in ce*
tain cases to resist giving way to), it is a melancholy fact,
that my history must here take leave of the fair Cecilia, who,
like many a daughter of Eve, after the departure of Edward,
and the dissipation of certain idle visions which she had
adopted, quietly contented herself with a pis-aller, and gave
her hand, at the distance of six months, to the aforesaid
Jonas, son of the Baronet's steward, and heii (no unfertile
prospect) to a steward's fortune, besides the snug probability

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of succeeding to his father's office. All these advantages
moved Squire Stubbs, as much as the ruddy brow and manly
form of the suitor influenced his daughter, to abate somewhat
in the article of their gentry; and so the match was con-
cluded. None seemed more gratified than Aunt Kachel, who
had hitherto looked rather askance upon the presumptuous
damsel (as much so, peradventure, as her nature would per-
mit), but who, on the first ap})earance of the new-married
pair at church, honoui-ed the bride with a smile and a pro-
foiuid courtesy, in presence of the rector, the curate, the
clerk, and the whole congregation of the united parishes of
Waverley cuvi Beverley.

T beg pardon, once and for all, to those readers Avho take
up novels merely for amusement, for plaguing thenr so long
with old-fashioned j>olitics, and Whig and Tory, and Han-
overians and Jacobites. The truth is, I cannot promise them
that this story shall be intelligible, not to say probable, witli-
out it. My plan recpiires that T should explain the motives
on which its action proceeded; atid these motives necessarily
arose from th«? feelings, prejudic-es, and parties of the times.
I do not invite my fair readers, whose sex and impatience
g^ve them the greatest right to complain of these <rircum-
staiices, into a flying ehariot drawn by hip])ogrifls, or moved
by enchantment. Mine is a humble ICnglish ])ost-r'haise,
drawn iipon four wheels, and keeping his iMajesty's highway.
Such as dislike the vehicle may leave it at the next halt, and
wait for the conveyance of Prince Hussein's tapestry, or
Maiek the Weaver's flying sentry-box. Those who are con-
tented to HMnain with me will bo o(^e;usionally exposed to tlie
dulness insepaiable fnnn hejivy roads, stee{) hills, sloughs,
and other terrestrial retardations ; but, Avith tolerable horses
and a civil driver (a-s the advertisements have it), I engage to
get as soon jih ]^K)ssiblo iiiU) a mon; i)ietures(|uo and romantic
country, if my ])assenjjerH incline, \k) liavo some patience witii
me (luring my first stages.'

1 Those IiitnulucUiry CliaiiftTH linvo brcn ft Rorxl <lc-nl ccnsunMi a: (('(Ijoiirt
and luinef^p.-^snry. Yet (Iktc (irr (•irciiinstnncfK roronlfnl in tlictn wliicli
the author has not been able to yenuade himself to retrench or cancel.

70 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

CHAPTER VI.

THE ADIEUS OF WAVEBLET.

It was upon the evening of this memorable Sunday that
Sir Everard entered the library, where he narrowly missed
siu-prising our young hero as he went through the guards of
the broadsword with the ancient weapon of old Sir Hilde-
brand, which, beiug preserved as an heirloom, usually hung
over the chinmey in the library, beneath a picture of the
knight and his horse, where the features were almost entirely
hidden by the knight's profusion of curled hair, and the Bu-
cephalus which he bestrode concealed by the voluminous robes
of the Bath with which he was decorated. Sir Everard en-
tered, and after a glance at the picture and another at his
nephew, began a little speech, which, however, soon dropt
into the natural simplicity of his common manner, agitated
upon the present occasion by no common feeling. "Nephew,"
he said; and then, as mending his phrase, "My dear Edward,
it is God's will, and also the will of your father, whom, under
God, it is your duty to obey, that you should leave us to take
up the profession of arms, in which so many of your ancestors
have been distinguished. I have made such arrangements as
will enable you to take the field as theii* descendant, and as
the probable heir of the house of Waverley ; and, sir, in tha
field of battle you will remember what name you bear. And,
Edward, my dear boy, remember also that you are the last of
that race, and the only hope of its revival depends upon you;
therefore, as far as duty and honour will permit, avoid danger
^I mean unnecessary danger — and keep no company with
rakes, gamblers, and Whigs, of whom, it is to be feared, there
are but too many in the service into which you are going.
Your colonel, as I am informed, is an excellent man — for a
Presbyterian ; but you will remember your duty to God, the

Church of England, and the" (this breach ought to have

been supplied, according to the rubric, with the word king j

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but as, Tinfortrmately, that word conveyed a double and em-
barrassing sense, one meaning de facto and the otiier de jurey
the knight tilled up the blank otherwise) — "the Church of
England, and all constituted authorities. " Then, not trusting
himself with any f urtlier oratory, he carried his nephew to his
Btables to see the horses destined for his campaign. Two were
blar-k (the regimental colour), superb chargers both ; the other
three were stout active hacks, designed for the road, or for his
domestics, of whom two were to attend him fi-om the Hall;
an additional groom, if necessary, might be picked up in JScot-
land.

" You will depart with but a small retinue," quoth the Bar-
onet, " compared to Sir Hildebrand, when he mustered be-
fore the gate of the Hall a larger body of horse than your
whole regiment consists of. I could have wished that these
twenty young fellows from my estate, who have enlisted in
your troop, had been to march with you on your journey to
Scotland. It would have been something, at least; but I am
told their attendance would be thought unusual in these days,
wlien every new and foolish fashion is introduced to break the
natural dependence of the people upon their landlords."

Sir Everard had done his best to correct this unnatural dis-
position of the times; for he had brightened the chain of at-
tJwlimont between the recruits and their young captain, not
only by a co])ious rej)ast of hcef and ale, by way of parting
foast, but by such a pecnniary donation to each indi\n(lii;il as
tended rather to improve the conviviality than the discipline
of tlieir march. After inspecting tlio cavalry, Sir Kvernrd
again conducted his ne])hew to tlio library, where ho ])ro<lii('ed
a If'ttf-r, carefully loldiul, Hiirrounded by a little stiipe of iiox-
Hilk, a/^cording to ancient form, and sealed with an accurate
impression of the Waverley cf)at-of-arm8. It was addressed,
with pr(!at formality, " To Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine, Esq.
of I'.radwardine, at his principal mansion of Tiilly-Veolan, in
iVi-thshire, North I'.ritain. These — P>v tho hands of Captain
Edward Waverley, nepliew of Sir Everard AVaverley, of Wa-
verley-Hononr, Bart."

The gentleman to whom this enormous greeting was ad-
4 Vol. /

72 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

dressed, of whom we shall have more to say in the sequel,
had been in arms for the exiled family of Stuart in the year
1715, and was made prisoner at Preston in Lancashire. He
was of a very ancient family, and somewhat embarrassed for-
tune ; a scholar, according to the scholarship of 8cotclimeii,
that is, his learning was more diffuse than accurate, and he
was rather a reader than a grammarian. Of his zeal for the
classic authors he is said to have given an uncommon instance.
On the road between Preston and London he made his escape
fi'om his guards ; but being afterwards found loitering near the
place where they had lodged the former night, he was recog-
nised, and again arrested. His companions, and even his
escort, were surprised at his mfatuation, and could not help
inquiring, why, being once at liberty, he had not made the
best of his way to a place of safety ; to which he replied, that
he had intended to do so, but, in good faith, he had returned
to seek his Titus Livius, which he had forgot in the hurry of
his escape. ' The simplicity of this anecdote struck the gen-
tleman, who, as we before observed, had managed the defence
of some of those unfortunate persons, at the expense of Sir
Everard, and perhaps some others of the party. He was, be-
sides, himself a special admirer of the old Patavinian, and
thougli probably his own zeal might not have carried him such
extravagant lengths, even to recover the edition of Sweynheim
and Pannartz (supposed to be the 2)rinceps), he did not the
less estimate the devotion of the North Briton, and in conse-
quence exerted himself to so much purpose to remove and
soften evidence, detect legal Haws, et cetera, that he accom-
plished the final discharge and deliverance of Cosmo Comyne
Bradwardine from certain very awkward consequences of a
plea before our sovereign lord the king in Westminster.

The Baron of Bradwardine, for he was generally so called
in Scotland (although his intimates, from his place of resi-
dence, used to denominate him Tully-Veolan, or more famil-
iarly, Tully), no sooner stood rectus in curia than he posted
down to pay his respects and make his acknowledgments at
Waverley- Honour. A congenial passion for field-sports, and

» TitU3 Livius. Note 3.

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a general coincidence in political opinions, cemented his friend-
ship with Sir Everard, notwithstanding the difference of their
habits and studies in other particulars; and, having spent
several weeks at Waverley-Honour, the Baron departed with
many expressions of regard, warmly pressing the Baronet to
return his visit, and partake of the diversion of grouse-shoot-
ing upon his moors in Perthshire next season. Shortly after,
Mr. Bradwardine remitted from Scotland a sum in reimburse-
ment of expenses incurred in the King's High Court of West-
minster, which, although not quite so formidable when re-
duced to the English denomination, had, in its original form
of Scotch pounds, shillings, and pence, such a formidable ef-
fect upon the frame of Duncan Macwheeble, the laird's con-
fidential factor, baron-bailie, and man of resource, that he
had a fit of the cholic, whieh lasted for five days, occasioned,
he said, solely and utterly by becoming the unhappy instru-
ment of conveying such a serious sum of money out of his
native country into the hands of the false English. But pa-
triotism, as it is the fairest, so it is often the most suspicious
ma,sk of otlier feelings; and many who knew Bailio Mat^Avhee-
ble concluded that his professions of regret were not altogether
disinterested, and that he would have grudged the moneys
paid tx) the loova at Westminster much less liad they not come
from Bradwardine estate, a fund which he considered as more
particularly his own. But the Bailie protested ho was abso-
lutely disinterested —

" Woo, woe, for StolluJid, nf)t u whit for hum

The laird was only rejoiced that his wort.hy friend. Sir Everard
"Waverley of Waverley-Honour, was rcimlmrsi^d of \\\v expendi-
ture which he had outlaid on account of tlie house of I'.rad-
wardine. It concerned, he said, the credit of liis oavu family,
and of the kingdom of Scotland at large, that these disbtirse-
ments sliould 1)0 repiiid forthwith, nnd, if delayed, it would
be a matt^er of national repro;vcli. Sir Everard, Jiccustonied
to treat much larger Bums with indifference, received the re-
mittance of £204 1.3s. fid. without being aware that the p.ay-
ment was an international concern, and, indeed, would prob-

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ably have forgot the circumstance altogether, if Bailie Mac-
wheeble had thought of comforting his cholic by intercepting
the subsidy. A yearly intercourse took place, of a short
letter and a hamper or a cask or two, between Waverley-Hon-
our andTully-Yeolan, the English ex])orts consisting of mighty
cheeses and mightier ale, pheasants, and venison, and the
Scottish returns being vested in grouse, white hares, jjickled
salmon, and usquebaugh; all which were meant, sent, and
received as pledges of constant friendship and amity between
two important houses. It followed as a matter of course that
the heir-apparent of Waverley-Honour could not with pro])riety
visit Scotland without being furnished with credentials to the
Baron of Bradwardine.

"When this matter was explained and settled, Mr. Pembroke
expressed his wish to take a private and ])articular leave of
his dear pupil. The good man's exhortations to Edward to
preserve an unblemished life and morals, to hold fast the prin-
ciples of the Christian religion, and to eschew the profane
company of scoffers and latitudinarians, too much abounding
in the army, were not unmingled with his political prejudices.
It had pleased Heaven, he said, to place Scotland (doubtless
for the sins of their ancestors in 1642) in a more deplorable
state of darkness than even ths unhappy kingdom of England.
Here, at least, although the candlestick of the Church of Eng-
land had been in some degree removed from its place, it yet
afforded a glimmering light ; there was a hierarchy, though
schismatical, and fallen from the principles maintained by
those great fathers of the church, Sancroft and his brethren ;
there was a liturgy, though wofully perverted in some of the
principal petitions. But in Scotland it was utter darkness ;
and, excepting a sorrowful, scattered, and persecuted rem-
nant, the pulpits were abandoned to Presbyterians, and, he
feared, to sectaries of every description. It should be his
duty to fortify his dear pupil to resist such unhallowed p id
pernicious doctrines in church and state as must necessarily
be forced at times upon his unwilling ears.

Here he produced two immense folded packets, which ap-
peai-ed each to coutaiu a whole ream, of closely written manu-

WAVERLEY. TV

script. They had been the labour of the worthy man's whole
life; and never were labour and zeal more absurdly wasted.
He had at one time gone to London, with the intention
of giving them to the world, by the medium of a bookseller
in Little Britain, well known to deal in such commodities, and
to whom he was instructed to address himself in a particular
phrase and with a certain sign, which, it seems, passed at that
time current among the initiated Jacobites, The moment Mr.
Pembroke had uttered the Shibboleth, with the appropriate
gesture, the bibliopolist greeted him, notwithstanding every
disclamation, by the title of Doctor, and conveying him into
his back shop, after inspecting every possible and impossible
place of cr)iiceabnent, lie commenced: "Eh, doctor! — Well —
all under the rose — snug — I keep no holes here even for a
Hanoverian rat to hide in. And, what — eh! any good newa
from our friends over the water? — and how does the worthy
King of France? — Or perhaps you are more lately from Rome?
it must be Rome will do it at last — the church must liglit its
candle at the old lamp. — Eh — what, cautious? I like you the
better; l)ut no fear."

Here Mr. Pembroke with some difficulty stopt a torrent of
interrogations, eked out with signs, nods, and winks; and,
having at Ipngth convinced the Ixioksellei- tluit he did him too
mufh honour in sup])Osing liim an emissary of exiled royalty,
he explained his actual businoss.

The man of l)OokH with a }nuch more composed air ])io-
ceeded to (examine the manuscri])t»s. The title of the first was
"A Disspiit from ])isR(!nter3, or the C()m])rehnnHion confii((id;
showing ilio imyjossibility of any Coinjxjsition l)t'tween the
fnmrcli and Puritans, l^resbyterian.s, or Soct.-trics of any De-
8crij)tif)n; illustrated from the Scriptures, the Fathers of the
Church, and tho soundest Controversial J)ivines." To this
work tho l)ooksf'Uer jxtsitivfly dfuiurrfd. " \V('U n)rant>,"
he said, "and If-amed, douhtlfHH; l)ut tho time hud gone by.
Printed on small -ytica it woiild run to eight hundred pages,
and could never ])ay. Pegged therefore to bo excused. I/oved
an<l honoured tho true church from his soul, and, had it been
a sermon on the martyrdom, or any twelve-penny touch — why.

76 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

1 would venture something for the honour of the cloth. But
come, let's see the other, 'llight Hereditary righted!'^ A.h!
there's some sense in this. Hum — hum — hum — pages so
many, paper so much, letter-press — Ah — I'll tell you, though,
doctor, you must knock out some of the Latin and Greek;
heavy, doctor, damn'd heavy — (beg your pardon) and if you
thi'ow in a few grains moi*e pepper — I am he that never
peached my author. I have published for Drake and Charl-
wood LaAvton, and poor Amhurst ' — Ah, Caleb! Caleb! Well,
it was a shame to let poor Caleb starve, and so many fat rec-
tors and squires among us. I gave him a dinner once a week;
but. Lord love you, what's once a week, when a man does not
know where to go the other six days? Well, but I must show
the mauuscrii)t to little Tom Alibi the solicitor, who manages
all my law affairs — must keep on the windy side ; the mob
were very uncivil the last time I mounted in Old Palace "i'ard
— all Whigs and Roundheads every man of them, Williamites
and Hanover rats."

The next day Mr. Pembroke again called on the publisher,
but found Tom Alibi's advice had determined him against
undertaking the work. " Not but what I would go to — (what
was I going to say?) to the Plantations for the church with
pleasure — but, dear doctor, I have a wife and family ; but, to
show my zeal, I'll recommend the job to my neighbour Trim-
mel — he is a bachelor, and leaving off business, so a voyage
in a western barge would not inconvenience him." But Mr.
Trimmel was also obdurate, and Mr. Pembroke, fortunately
perchance for himself, was compelled to return to W^averley-
Honour with his treatise in vindication of the real fundamen-
tal j)rinciples of church and state safely packed in his saddle-
bags.

As the public were thus likely to be deprived of the benefit
arising from his lucubrations by the selfish cowardice of the
trade, Mr. Pembroke resolved to make two copies of these
tremendous manuscripts for the use of his pupil. He felt
that he had been indolent as a tutor, and, besides, his con-
science checked him for complying with the request of Mr.
> i^'icholaa Amhurat. Note 4.

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Richard Waverley, that he would impress no sentiments iipou
Edward's miud inconsisteut with the present settlement ia
church and state. But now, thought he, I may, without breach
of my word, since he is no longer luider my tuition, afford the
youth the means of judging for himself, and have only to
dread his reproaches for so long concealing the light which
the perusal will flash upon his mind. While he thus in-
dulged the reveries of an author and a politician, his darling
proselyte, seeing nothing very inviting in the title of the tracts,
and appalled by the bulk and compact lines of the manu-
script, quietly consigned them to a corner of his travelling
trunk.

Aunt Rachel's farewell was brief and affectionate. She
only cautioned her dear Edward, whom she probably deemed
somewhat susceptible, against the fascination of Scottish
beauty. She allowed that the northern part of the island
contained some ancient families, but they were all Whigs and
Presbyterians except the Highlanders; and respecting them
she must needs say, there could be no great delicacy among
the ladies, where the gentlemen's usual attire was, as she had
been assured, to say the least, very singular, and not at all
decorous. Slie concluded her farewell with a kind and moving
benediction, and gave the young officer, as a ])ledge of lier re-
gard, a valualjle diamond ring (often worn l)y the male sex
at that time), and a purse of broad gold ])ieces, which also
were more common Sixty Years since than they have been of
late.

CHAITKR VI r.

A HORSK-QtTAUTKU IN Sff»TT,AN"I>.

TriK next morning, amid varied feelings, theohief of which
was a predominant, anxious, and even solemn impression, that
he was now in a great measure abandoned to his own guidance
and direction, Kdward Waverley departed from the Hall amid
the bleiisings and tears of all the old domestics oud the iuhab-

78 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

itants of the village, mingled with some sly petitions for &er-
geantcies and corporalships, and so forth, on the part of those
who professed that " they never thoft to ha' seen Jacob, and
Giles, and Jonathan go off for soldiers, save to attend his
honour, as in duty bound." Edward, as in duty bound, ex-
tricated himself from the supplicants with the pledge of fewer
promises than might have been expected from a young man so
little accustomed to the world. After a short visit to Lon-
don, he proceeded on horseback, then the general mode of
travelling, to Edinburgh, and from thence to Dundee, a sea-
port on the eastern coast of Angus-shire, where his regiment
was then quartered.

He now entered upon a new world, where, for a time, all
was beautiful because all was new. Colonel Gardiner, the
commanding officer of the regiment, was himself a study for a
romantic, and at the same time an inquisitive, youth. In per-
son he was tall, handsome, and active, though somewhat ad-
vanced in life. In his early years he had been what is called,
by manner of palliative, a very gay yoimg man, and strange
stories were circulated about his sudden conversion from
doubt, if not infidelity, to a serious and even enthusiastic turn
of mind. It was whispered that a supernatural conmnmica-
tion, of a nature obvious even to the exterior senses, had
produced this wonderful change; and though some mentioned
the proselyte as an enthusiast, none hinted at his being a
hypocrite. This singular and mystical circumstance gave
Colonel Gardiner a peculiar and solemn interest in the eyes of
the young soldier. ' It may be easily imagined that the offi-
cers of a regiment, commanded by so respectable a person,
composed a society more sedate and orderly than a military
mess always exhibits; and that Waverley escaped some temp-
tations to which he might otherwise have been exposed.

Meanwhile his military education proceeded. Already a
good horseman, he was now initiated into the arts of the
manege, which, when carried to perfection, almost realise the
fable of the Centaur, the guidance of the horse appearing to
proceed from the rider's mere volition, rather than from the

» Colonel Gardiner, Note 5.

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use of any external and apparent signal of motion. He re-
ceived, also instructions in his tield duty; but 1 must own
that, when his tirst ardour was past, his progress fell short in
the latter particular of what he wished and expected. The
duty of an officer, the most imposing of all others to the inex-
perienced mind, because accompanied with so much outward
pomp and circumstance, is in its essence a very diy and ab-
stract task, depending chiefly upon aritlimetical combinations,
requiring much attention, and a cool and reasoning head to
bring them into action. Our hero was liable to fits of absence,
in which his blunders excited some mirth, and called down
some reproof. This circumstance impressed him with a pain-
ful sense of inferiority in those qualities which appeared most
to deserve and obtain regard in his new profession, lie asked
himself in vain, why his eye could not judge of distance or
spai^^ie so well as those of his companions; why his head was
not always successful in disentangling the various partial
movements necessary to execute a particular evolution ; and
why liis memory, so alert upon most occasions, did not coi-
rectly retain technical ]jhr;use3 and minute ])oiuts of eticjuette
or field discipline. Waverley was naturally modest, ami
therefore did not fall into the egregious mistake of sup])osing
such iiiiinitvr rules of military duty heneath his notice, or
conceiting himself to be born a general, because he miide an
indifferent subaltern. The truth was, that the vague and un-
satisfactory cour.se of reading wliitOi Im had pursued, working
upon a temper naturally retired and al)stracted, liad given liiin
that wavering and unsettled habit of mind wliich is in<»st
averse to study and riveted attention. 'I'ime, in the nie.'ui
while, hung heavy on Iiis hands. Tim gentry of the neigh-
bourhood we ro disaffected, and shnwecl littbi hospitality to tlie
military giiests; and the people of the town, chieHy engaged
in mercantile pursuits, were not sitcli jus Waverley chose to
associate with. The arrival of summer, and a curiosity t^)
know something inoro of Scuitland than ho could see in a ride
from his quarters, determined him U) request leave of absence
for a few weeks. He resolved first to visit his uncle's ancient
friend and corresi)ondeut, with the purpose of extending or

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shortening the time of his residence according to circumstances.
He travelled of course on horseback, and with a single attend-
ant, and passed his first night at a miserable inn, where the
landlady had neither shoes nor stockings, and the landlord,
who called himself a gentleman, was disposed to be rude to
his guest, because he had not bespoke the pleasure of his so-
ciety to supper. ' The next day, traversing an open and unin-
closed country, Edward gradually approached the Highlands
of Perthshire, which at first had appeared a blue outline in
the horizon, but now swelled into huge gigantic masses, which
frowned defiance over the more level country that lay beneath
them. Near the bottom of this stupendous barrier, but still
in the Lowland country, dwelt Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine
of Bradwardine; and, if grey-haired eld can be in aught be-
lieved, there had dwelt his ancestors, with all their heritage^
since the days of the gracious King Duncan.

CHAPTEE VIII.

A SCOTTISH MANOR-HOUSE SIXTY YEARS SINCE.

It was about noon when Captain Waverley entered the
stragglmg village, or rather hamlet, of Tully-Veolan, close
to which was situated the mansion of the proprietor. The
houses seemed miserable in the extreme, especially to an eye
accustomed to the smiling neatness of English cottages. They
stood, without any respect for regularity, on each side of a
straggling kind of impaved street, where children, almost in
a j)rimitive state of nakedness, lay sprawling, as if to be
crushed by the hoofs of the first passing horse. Occasionally,
indeed, when such a consummation seemed inevitable, a
watchful old grandam, with her close cap, distaff, and spindle,
rushed like a sibyl i:i frenzy out of one of these miserable
cells, dashed into the middle of the path, and snatching up
her own charge from among the sunburnt loiterers, saluted

• Scottish Inns. Note 6.

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him with a sound cuff, aud transported him back to his
dungeon, the little white-headed varlet screaming all the
while, from the very top of his lungs, a shrilly treble to the
growling remonstrances of the enraged matron. Another part
in this concert was sustained by the incessant yelping of a
score of idle useless curs, which followed, snarling, barking,
howling, and snapping at the horses' heels; a nuisance at
that time so common in Scotland, that a French tourist, who,
like other travellers, longed to find a good and rational reason
for everything he saw, has recorded, as one of the memorabilia
of Caledonia, that the state maintained in each village a relay
of curs, called collies, Avhose duty it was to chase the chevaux
de ])oste (too starved and exhausted to move without such a
stimulus) from one hamlet to another, till their annoying con-
voy drove them to the end of their stage. The evil and
remedy (such as it is) still exist. — But this is remote from
our ])resent purpose, and is only thrown out for consideration
of tlie collectors under iMr. Dent's dog-bill.

As Waverley moved on, here and tliere an old man, bent as
much by toil as years, his eyes bleared with age and smoke,
tottered to tlie door of liis Init, to gaze on tlio dress of the
strangfr and the form and motions of tlie horses, ami then as-
semljled, witli liis ncigliljours, in a litths gnjuj) at tlie smithy,
to discuss tli<! i)rol)al)ilities of whence tlui stranger canu^ and
where he might be going. Three or four village girls, return-
ing from the well or brook witli ])itchers and pails upon their
heads, formed more ])leasing objects, and, with their thin
ahort-gowns and single pet.tieoats, l)aro arms, legs, and feet,
uneoveredlieuds and braided hair, somewhat resembh'd llaliau
forms of landscai)e. Nor ctmld a lover of the picturesque
have cliaHenged either the eh'ganeo of tlieir costume or the
symmetry of their shape; although, t-o say tlie, triitli, a mere
Englishman in search of tlui riniif(>rfiibh\ a word ])ecnliar to
his native tongue, miglit have wislied tlie clothes less scanty,
the feet and legs somewhat ju-otected from the wealher, the
head andcf)mplexion shrouded from the sun, or j)erhaps might
even have thought th«^ whoh^ |)erson and dress considei-ably
im|)roved by a i)lentiful application of spring water, with a

62 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

quantum i^nffieit of soap. The whole scene was depressing;
for it argued, at the lirst glance, at least a stagnation of in-
dustry, and perhaps of intellect. Even curiosity, the busiest
passion of the idle, seemed of a listless cast in the village of
Tully-Veolan ; the curs aforesaid alone showed any part of
its activity; with the villagers it was passive. They stood
and gazed at the handsome young officer and his attendant,
but without any of those quick motions and eager looks that
indicate the earnestness with which those who live in monot-
onous ease at home look out for amusement abroad. Yet the
physiognomy of the people, when more closely examined, was
far from exhibiting the indifference of stvipidity ; their features
were rough, but remarkably intelligent; grave, but the very
reverse of stupid ; and from among the young women an artist
might have chosen more than one model whose features and
form resembled those of Minerva. The childi-en also, whose
skins were burnt black, and whose hair was bleached white,
by the influence of the sun, had a look and manner of life and
interest. It seemed, upon the whole, as if povei-ty, and in-
dolence, its too frequent companion, were combining to de-
press the natural genius and acquired information of a hardy,
intelligent, and reflecting peasantry.

Some such thoughts crossed Waverley's mind as he paced
his horse slowly through the rugged and flinty street of Tully-
Veolan, interrupted only in his meditations by the occasional
caprioles which his charger exhibited at the reiterated assaults
of those canine Cossacks, the collies before mentioned. The
village was more than half a mile long, the cottages being
irregularly divided from each other by gardens, or yards, as
the inhabitants called them, of different sizes, where (for it is
Sixty Years since) the now universal potato was unknown,
but which were stored with gigantic plants of kale or colewort,
encircled with groves of nettles, and exhibited here and there
a huge hemlock, or the national thistle, overshadowing a
quarter of the petty inclosure. The broken ground on which
the village was built had never been levelled; so that these
inclosures presented declivities of every degree, here rising
like terraces, there sinking like tan-pits. The dry-stone

WAVERLEY. 83

walls which fenced, or seemed to fence (for they were sorely
breached), these hanging gardens of Tiilly-Veolan were inter-
sected by a narrow lane leading to the common field, where
the joint labour of the villagers cultivated alternate ridges and
patches of rye, oats, barley, and pease, each of such minute
extent that at a little distance the miprofitable variety of the
surface resembled a tailor's book of patterns. In a few fa-
voured instances, there appeared behind the cottages a miser-
able wigAvam, compiled of earth, loose stones, and turf, whex-e
the wealthy might perhaps shelter a starved cow or sorely
galled horse. But almost every hut was fenced in front by a
huge black stack of turf on one side of the door, while on the
other the family dunghill ascended in noble emulation.

About a l)owshot from the end of the village appeared the
inclosures proudly denominated the Parks of Tully-Veolan,
being certain square fields, surrounded and divided by stone
walls five feet in height. In the centre of the exterior barrier
was the upper gate of the avenue, o[)cning under an ai'chway,
battlemented on the top, and adorm-d with two large weather-
beaten mutilated masses of upright stone, which, if the tra-
dition of the hamlet could be trusted, had once represented,
at least had been once designed to represent, two rampant
licars, the supporters of the family of l'>radwardine. This
avenue was straight and of moderate Icngtli, running between
a double row of vei-y ancient horse-chestnuts, planted alter-
nately with sycamores, which rose to sncli huge height, and
flourished so luxuiiantly, that their lx)ugh3 completely over-
arched the brofid road beneath. Beyond tlieso venerable r!inl<n,
and running ])arallel to them, were two high walls, of appar-
ently the like antiquity, overgrown with ivy, lioneysiu'kle,
and other climbing plants. The avenue seemed very little
trodden, and chieHy by foot-passengers ; so that being very
broad, and enjoying a ronstant shade, it wiis clothed with
grass <^»f a det-p and ricli verdure, exce])ting where a foot])ath,
worn by occasional ]>assengers, tracked with a natural sweep
the way from the upper to the lower gat.e. This nether por-
tal, like the former, opened in front of a wall ornamented with
Bome rude sculpture, with battlements on the top, over which

84 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

were seen, half -hidden by the trees of the avenue, the high
steep roofs and narrow gables of the mansion, with lines in-
dented into steps, and corners decorated with small turrets.
One of the folding leaves of the lower gate was open, and as
the sun shone full into the court behind, a long line of bril-
liancy was flung upon the aperture up the dark and gloomy
avenue. It was one of those effects which a painter loves to
represent, and mingled well with the struggling light which
found its way between the boughs of the shady arch that
vaulted the broad green alley.

The solitude and repose of the whole scene seemed almost
monastic ; and Waverley, who had given his horse to his ser-
vant on entering the lirst gate, walked slowly down the ave-
nue, enjoying the gi'ateful and cooling shade, and so much
pleased with the placid ideas of rest and seclusion excited by
this confined and quiet scene, that he forgot the misery and
dirt of the hamlet he had left behind him. The opening into
the paved court -yard corresponded with the rest of the scene.
The liouse, which seemed to consist of two or three high, nar-
row, and steep-roofed buildings, projecting from each other
at right angles, formed one side of the inclosure. It had been
built at a period when castles were no longer necessary, and
when the Scottish architects had not yet acquired the art of
designing a domestic residence. The windows were number-
less, but very small; the roof had some nondescript kind of
projections, called bartizans, and displayed at each frequent
angle a small turret, rather resembling a pepper-box than a
Gothic watch-tower. Neither did the front indicate absolute
security from danger. Tliere were loop-holes for musketry,
and iron stanchions on the lower windows, probably to repel
any roving band of gipsies, or resist a predatory visit from the
caterans of the neighljoring Highlands. Stables and other
offices occupied another side of the square. The former were
low vaults, with narrow slits instead of windows, resembling,
as Edward's groom observ^ed, "rather a prison for murderers,
and larceners, and such like as are tried at 'sizes, than a place
for any Christian cattle." Above these dungeon -looking sta-
bles were granaries, called girnels, and other offices, to which

WAVERLEY. 86

there was access by outside stairs of heavy masoniy. Two
battlemented walls, one of which faced the avenue, and the
other divided the court from the garden, completed the iu-
closure.

Nor was the court without its ornaments. In one corner
was a tun-bellied pigeon-house, of great size and rotundity,
resembling in figm-e and proportion the curious edifice called
Arthur's Oven, which would have turned the brains of all the
antiquaries in England, had not the worthy proprietor pulled
it down for the sake of mending a neighbouring dam-dyke.
This dove-cot, or columbarium, as the owner called it, was no
small resource to a Scottish laird of that period, whose scanty
rents were eked out by the contributions levied upon the farms
by these light foragers, and the conscriptions exacted from the
latter for the benefit of the table.

Another corner of the court displayed a fountain, where a
huge bear, carved in stone, ])redominated over a large stone-
basin, into which he disgorged the water. This Avork of art
was the wonder of the country ten miles round. It must not
be forgotten, that all scuta of bears, small and largti, denii or
in full proportion, were carved over the windows, upon the
ends of the gables, terminated the spouts, and sujjported the
turrets, with the ancient family motto, "(J^ctwat* f^ Q^Cir," *''it
imder e;ich hy]>erl)orean form. Tlio court m;im spiicious, well
paved, and perfectly clean, tliere being ])r()l»ably another en-
trance behind the fltablos for removing the litter. Everything
around ap]>oared solitary, and would have been silent, but for
the continned y)laHhing of the fountain; and tho wliole sfcne
still maintained the mon;istio illusion which the faiicy of \Va-
vprh^y had conjurfd up. And hero wo beg pormissi<ju to close
a chapter of still life. '

> Tully-Veolnii. Note 7.

86 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

CHAPTER IX.

MORE OF THE MANOR-HOUSE AND ITS ENVIRONS.

After having satisfied his curiosity by gazing around him
for a few minutes, Waverley a2:)plied himself to the massive
knocker of the hall-door, the architrave of which bore the
date 1594. But no answer was returned, though the peal re-
sounded through a number of apartments, and was echoed
from the court-yard walls without the house, starting the pig-
eons from the venerable rotmida which they occupied, and
alarming anew even the distant village curs, which had re-
tired to sleep upon their respective dunghills. Tired of the
din which he created, and the unprofitable responses which it
excited, Waverley began to think that he had reached the cas-
tle of Orgoglio, as entered by the victorious Prince Arthur,

When 'gan he loudly through the house to call,

But no man cared to answer to his cry ;
There reign'd a solemn silence over all,
Nor voice was heard, nor wight was seen in bower or hall.

Filled almost with expectation of beholding some " old, old
man, with beard as white as snow, " whom he might question
concerning this deserted mansion, our hero turned to a lit-
tle oaken wicket-door, well clenched with iron nails, which
opened m the court-yard wall at its angle with the house. It
was only latched, notwithstanding its fortified appearance,
and, when opened, admitted him into the garden, which pre
sented a pleasant scene. ' The southern sida of the house,
clothed with fruit-trees, and having many evergreens trained
upon its walls, extended its irregular yet venerable front along
a terrace, partly paved, partly gravelled, partly bordered with
flowers and choice shrubs. This elevation'descended by three

' At Ravelston may he seen such a garden, which the taste of the pro-
prietor, the author's friend and kinsman. Sir Alexander Keith, Knight
Mareschal, has judiciously preserved. That, as well as the house, is, how-
ever, of smaller dimensions than the Baron of Bradwardine's mansion and
garden are presumed to have beeu.

WAVERLEY. 87

several flights of steps, placed in its centre and at the extrem-
ities, into what might be called the garden proper, and was
fenced along the top by a stone parapet with a heavy balus-
trade, ornamented from space to space with huge grotesque
figures of animals seated upon their haunches, among which
the favourite bear was repeatedly introduced. Placed in the
middle of the terrace, between a sashed-door opening from the
house and the central flight of steps, a huge animal of the
same species supported on his head and fore-paws a sun-dial
of large circumference, inscribed with more diagrams than
Edward's mathematics enabled him to decipher.

The garden, which seemed to be kept with gieat accuracy,
abounded in fruit-trees, and exhibited a profusion of flowers
and evergi-eens cut into gi-otesque forms. It was laid out ia
terraces, which descended rank by rank from the western wall
to a large brook, which had a tranquil and smootli appearance,
where it served as a boundary to the garden ; but, near the
extremity, leapt in tumult over a strong dam, or wear-head,
the cause of its temporary tranquillity, and there furmiug a
cascade, was overlooked by an octangidar summer-house, with
a gilded bear on the top by way of vane. After tliis feat, the
brook, assuming its naturiil rapid and fierce character, es-
caped from tlio eye down a deep and wooded dell, fnmi the
copse of Avhich arose a massive, but ruinous t(twer, the former
habitation of the Barons of liradwardino. The martjiu of the
brfK)k, op])Osite to the garden, displayed a narrow meadow, or
haugh, as it was called, which formed a small washing-green;
the bank, which rotin^d behind it, was covered by ancient
trees.

The scene, though pleasing, was not ijuite equal to the gar-
dens of Alcina; yet wanted not th()"f/vfe donze.lettn (jarruU-P
of that enchanted paradise, for \x\\o\\ the green aforesaid two
bare-le^f,'ed damsels, ea<!h standing in a spaeious tub, ])er-
ff)rmed with their feet tlie olliee of a ]>atent wjusliing-nuudiine.
These did not, however, like the maidens of Aiiiiida, remain
to greet with their harmony the ap]>roaching guest, but,
alarmed at the aj)pearance of a handsome striujger on the op-
posite side, dropped their garments (I should say garment, t«

88 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

be quite correct) over their limbs, which their occupation ex-
posed somewhat too freely, and, with a shrill exclamation of
"Eh, sirs!'' uttered with an accent between modesty and co-
quetry, sprung off like deer in different directions.

Waverley began to despair of gaining entrance into this sol-
itary and seemingly enchanted mansion, when a man advanced
up one of the garden alleys, where he still retained his station.
Trusting this might be a gardener, or some domestic belonging
to the house, Edward descended the steps in order to meet
him; but as the ligure approached, and long before he could
descry its features, he was struck with the oddity of its ap-
pearance and gestures. Sometimes this mister wight held his
hands clasped over his head, like an Indian Jogue in the atti-
tude of penance; sometimes he swung them perpendicularly,
like a pendulum, on each side; and anon he slapped them
swiftly and repeatedly across his breast, like the substitute
used by a hackney-coachman for his usual flogging exercise,
when his cattle are idle upon the stand, in a clear frosty day.
His gait was as smgular as his gestures, for at times he hopped
with great perseverance on the right foot, then exchanged that
8U])porterto advanc^e in the same manner on the left, and then
putting his feet close together he hopped upon both at once.
His attire also was antiquated and extravagant. It consisted
in a sort of grey jerkin, with s(;aiiet cuffs and slashed sleeves,
showing a scarlet lining ; the otlier parts of the dress corre-
sponded in colour, not forgetting a pair of scarlet stockings,
and a scarlet bonnet, proudly surmounted with a turkey's
feather. Edward, whom he did not seem to observe, now
perceived confirmation in his features of what the mien and
gestures had already announced. It was apparently neitlier
idiocy nor insanity which gave that wild, unsettled, irregular
expression to a face which naturally was rather handsome, but
something that resembled a compound of both, where the sim-
plicity of the fool was mixed with the extravagance of a crazed
imagination. He sung with great earnestness, and not with-
out some taste, a fragment of an old Scottish ditty :

False love, and hast thon play'd me thus
In summer among the flowers?

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I will repay thee back again

111 winter among the .-shuwers.
Unless again, again, my love,

Unless you turn again ;
As you with other maidens rove,

I'll smile on other men.'

Here lifting up his eyes, which had hitherto been fixed in
observing how his feet kept time to the time, he beheld Wa-
verley, and instantly doffed his cap, with many grotesque sig-
nals of surprise, respect, and salutation. Edward, though
with little hope of receiving an answer to any constant ques-
tion, requested to know whether Mr. BradAvardine were at
home, or where he could find any of the domestics. The
questioned i)arty rei)lied, and, like the witch of Thalaba, " still
his speech was song, " —

The Knight's to the mountain

His hugle to wind ;
The Lady's to the greenwood

Her garland to hind.
The hower of Burd Kllen

Has moss f>n the floor,
That the step of Lord William

Be silent and sure.

This conveyed no information, and Edward, repeating liis
queries, received a rapid answer, in wliicli, from the liaste ami
peculiarity of the dialect, tlie word '' i)utler" was alone intelli-
gible. Waverley tlien reciuested to see the butler; upon
which the fellow, with a knowing look and nod of intelligence,
made a signal to f2dward to follow, and began to dance and
caper down tlie alley uj) whicli he had made his ai)|)roiM'lies.
A stiang<! guide this, thouglit Edward, and not much inilike
one of Shakspeare's roynisli clowns. I am not over j)rn(lent
to tru.st to his ])ilotage; but wiser men have been led by fools.
By tliis time lie reached the lM)tU)m of tlio aUey, where, turn-
ing sliort on a little parterre of flowers, shnmded from tbo
east and north l)y a close yew liedge, he foinnl an old m:iii at
work witbont his coat, whose ap]»earanee bovered between lli;it
of an uj)per servant and gardener; his red nose and ruflled

'This is a genuine ancient Tragmcnt, with some alteration in the two
last lines.

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shirt belonging to the former profession ; his hale and sunburnt
visage, with his green apron, appearing to indicate

Old Adam's likeness, set to dress this garden.

The major domo, for such he was, and indisputably the
second oliieer of state in the barony (nay, as chief minister of
the interior, superior even to Bailie Macwheeble in his own
department of the kitchen and cellar) — the major domo laid
do\vn his spade, slipped on his coat in haste, and with a wrath-
fvd look at Edward's guide, probably excited by his having
introduced a stranger while he was engaged in this laborious,
and, as he might suppose it, degrading office, requested to
know the gentleman's commands. Being informed that he
wished to pay his respects to his master, that his name was
Waverley, and so forth, the old man's countenance assumed a
great deal of respectful importance. " He could take it upon
his conscience to say, his honour would have exceeding pleas-
ure in seeing him. Would not Mr. AVaverley choose some re-
freshment after his journey? His honour was with the folk
who were getting doon the dark hag; the twa gardener lads
(an emphasis on the word ttca) had been ordered to attend
him. J and he had been just amusing himself in the mean time
with dressing Miss Rose's flower-bed, that he might be near
to receive his honour's orders, if need were; he was very fond
of a garden, but had little time for such divertisements."

*' He canna get it wrought in abune twa days in the week at
no rate whatever," said Edward's fantastic conductor.

A grim look from the butler chastised his interference, and
he commanded him, by the name of Davie Gellatley, in a tone
which admitted no discussion, to look for his honour at the
dark hag, and tell him there was a gentleman from the south
had arrived at the Ha'.

"Can this poor fellow deliver a letter?" asked Edward.

"With all fidelity, sir, to any one whom he respects. I
would hardly trust him with a long message by word of mouth —
though he is more knave than fool."

Waverley delivered his credetitials to Mr. Gellatley, who
seemed to coniina the butler's last observation, by twisting

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his features at him, when he was looking another way, into
the resemblance of the grotesque face on the bole of a German
tobacco pipe ; after which, with an odd conge to Waverley, he
danced ofE to discharge his errand.

"He is an innocent, sir," said the butler; "there is one
such in almost every town m the country, but ours is brought
far ben.' He used to work a day's turn weel eneugh; but he
helped Miss Hose when she was flemit with the Laird of Kil-
lancureit's new English buU, and since that time we ca' him
Davie Do-little ; indeed we might ca' him Davie Do-naethuig,
for since he got that gay clothing, to please his honour and my
young mistress (great folks will have their fancies), he lias
done naething but dance up and down about the tonv, without
doing a single turn, unless trimming the laird's fishing-wand
or busking liis flies, or may be catching a dish of trouts at an
orra-time. l>ut here conies Miss Rose, who, I take burden
upon me for her, will be especial glad to see one of the house
of Waverley at her father's mansion of TuUy-Veolan. "

But Rose l^>radwardiue deserves lietter of her unworthy his-
torian than to be introduced at the end of a chapter.

In the mean while it may be noticed, that Waverley learned
two things from this collofiuy; that in Scotland a single house
was called a town, and a natural fool an innocent.

CHAPTKi; \.

ROSE nUADWAUOlNK ANI» lIKli K ATM K.K.

Miss BRADWAnDixr, wjis but seventeen; yet, at the last

races of the country town of , upnu her health being ])r<(-

posed among a round of beauties, the liaird of r.unipenniaigh,
permanent toa.st-master and cnmpier of tlie l^autheiwhilieiy
Club, not only said More to tlie pledge, in a ])int bumper of
Bourdeaux, but, ere pouring forth the liljation, (hiuominated
the divinity to wliom it wa.s dedicated, " the Rose of Tully-

• Jeatcr or Fool. Note a.

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Veolan" ; upon "which festive occasion three cheers -were given
by all the sitting members of that respectable society whose
throats the wine had left capable of such exertion. Nay, I am
well assured, that the sleeping partners of the company snorted
applause, and that although strong bumpers aud weak brains
had consigned two or three to the floor, yet even these, fallen
as they were from their high estate, and weltering — I will
carry the parody no farther — uttered divers inarticulate sounds,
intimating their assent to the motion.

Such mianimous applause could not be extorted but by
acloiowledged merit; and Rose Bradwardine not only deserved
it, but also the approbation of much more rational persons
than the Bautherwhillery Club could have mustered, even be-
fore discussion of the first inagnum,. She was indeed a very
pretty girl of the Scotch cast of beauty, that is, with a profu-
sion of hair of paley gold, and a skin like the snow of her
own moimtains in whiteness. Yet she had not a pallid or
pensive cast of countenance ; her features, as well as her tem-
per, had a lively expression; her complexion, though not
florid, was so pure as to seem transparent, and the slightest
emotion sent her whole blood at once to her face and neck.
Her form, though under the common size, was remarkably
elegant, and her motions light, easy, and unembarrassed. She
came from another part of the garden to receive Captain Wa-
verley, with a manner that hovered between bashfulness and
courtesy.

The first greetings past, Edward learned from her that the
dark hag, which had somewhat puzzled him in the butler's
account of his master's avocations, had nothing to do either
with a black cat or a broomstick, but was simply a portion of
oak copse which was to be felled that day. She oifered, with
diffident civility, to show the stranger the way to the spo!^
which, it seems, was not far distant ; but they were prevented
by the appearance of the Baron of Bradwardine in person,
who, summoned by David Gellatley, now appeared, " on hos-
pitable thoughts intent, " clearing the ground at a prodigious
rate with swift and long strides, which reminded Waverley of
the seven-league boots of the nursery fable. He was a tall.

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thin, athletic figure, old indeed and grey-haired, but with
every muscle rendered as tough as whip-cord by constant ex-
ercise. He was di-essed carelessly, and more like a French-
man than an Englishman of the period, while, from his hard
features and perpendicular rigidity of stature, he bore some
resemblance to a Swiss officer of the guards, who had resided
some time at Paris, and caught the costume, but not the ease
or manner, of its inhabitants. The truth was, that his lan-
guage and habits were as heterogeneous as his external ap-
pearance.

Owing to his natural disposition to study, or perhaps to a
very general .Scottish fashion of giving young men of rank a
legal education, he had been bred with a view to the bar. lUit
the i)olitics of his family precluding tlie hope of his rising in
that profession, Mr. Bradwardine travelled with high reputa-
tion for several years, and made some campaigns in foreign
service. After his deinele with the law of high treason in
171 "), he had lived in retirement, conversing almost entirely
with those of his own principles in the vicinage. Tlie jjcdan-
try of the lawyer, sui)erindu(^ed upon the military ])ride of
the soldier, might i-emind a modern of the days of the zealous
volunteer service, when tlie Ijar-gown of our pleaders was often
flung over a blazing uniform. 'Vo tliis must l)c added the
prejudices of ancient birth and .)acol)ite ])oliti('.s, greatly
strengthened by hal)its of solitary and secluded autliority,
which, though exercised only within the bounds of his lialf-
cultivated estate, was there indisputable and undisputed. For,
as he used to observe, "the lands of Hradwardine, TiiUy-
Veolan, and others, had l)een erect»id into a Iriui biirony by a
charter from David the First, cuvi lihernU potcxt hdhriuHrunnn
et jiiHticias, ciini fossa et furcd (lie — pit and gallows), vt soLn
et sohii, p,t tliol et theavi, et iiifaiiff-thief ct outfit iuf-tJiicJ\ sire
hav{/-/irif,fnf/ sirn ha/c-hiu'tnid." 'I'Ik* ])e(')iliar meaning of all
these cabal istical words few or none could explain ; but they
implied, ujkju the whole, that the liaron of Bradwardine
might, in case of delinciuoncy, im])rison, try, and execute liis
vassals at his pleasure. Like James the P'irst, however, the
present possessor of this authority was more pleased in talking

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about prerogative than in exercising it ; and excepting that he
imprisoned two poachers in the dungeon of the old tower of
I'uUy-Veolan, where they Avere sorely frightened by ghosts,
and almost eaten by rats, and that he set an old woman in the
joiiys (or Scottish pillory) for saying " there were mair fules
in the laiid's ha' house than Davie Gellatley," I do not learn
that he was accused of abusing his high powers. Still, how-
ever, the conscious pride of possessing them gave additional
importance to his language and deportment.

At his first address to Waverley, it would seem that the
hearty pleasure he felt to behold the nephew of his friend
had somewhat discomposed the stiff and upright dignity of the
Baron of Bradwardine's demeanour, for the tears stood in the
old gentleman's eyes, when, having first shaken Edward heart-
ily by the hand in the English fashion, he embraced him a-
la-mode Frangoise, and kissed him on both sides of his face;
while the hardness of his gripe, and the quantity of Scotch
snuff which his accolade communicated, called corresponding
drops of moisture to the eyes of his guest.

" Upon the honour of a gentleman," he said, "but it makes
me young again to see you here, Mr. Waverley ! A worthy
scion of the old stock of Waverley-Honour — spes altera, as
Maro hath it — and you have the look of the old line. Captain
Waverley; not so portly yet as my old friend Sir Everard —
Tnais cela viendra avec le terns, as my Dutch acquaintance,
Baron Kikkitbroeck, said of the sagesse of Madame son
epouse. And so ye have mounted the cockade? Right,
right ; though I could have wished the colour different, and so
I would ha' deemed might Sir Everard. But no more of that;
I am old, and times are changed. And how does the woi-thy
knight baronet, and the fair- Miss Rachel? — Ah, ye laugh,
young manl In troth she was the fair Miss Rachel in the
year of grace seventeen hundred and sixteen ; but time passes
— ef singula prcedantur anni — that is most certain. But once
again ye are most heartily welcome to my poor house of Tully-
Veolan ! Hie to the house. Rose, and see that Alexander
Saunderson looks out the old Chiteau Margaux, which I sent
from Bourdeaux to Dvmdee in the year 1713."

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Hose tripped off demurely enough till she turned the first
corner, and then ran with the speed of a fairy, that she might
gain leisure, after discharging her father^s commission, to put
her ovm di-ess in order, and produce all her little finery, an
occupation for which the approaching dinner-hour left but
limited time.

" We cannot rival the luxuries of your English table, Cap-
tain Waverley, or give you the ejiuhs Inutlores of Waverley-
Honour. I say ejndce rather than jirandium, because the lat-
ter phrase is popular: eirnlm ad senatum, prandlum vero ad
populuvi attinet, says Suetonius Tranquillus. But I trust ye
will applaud my P.ourdeaux-, c'est des deux oreilles, as Captain
Yinsatif used t^ say; viniim jirhmn imicp^ the Principal of St.
Andi-ews dPx.ominated it. And, once more, Captain Waver-
ley, right glad am I that ye are here to drink the best my cel-
lar can make forthcoming."

This speech, with the necessary interjectional answers, con-
tinued from the lower alley where they met uj) to tlie door of
the house, where four or five servants in old-fashioned liveries,
headed by Alexander Saunderson, the butler, wlio now bore
no ttjken of the sable ataius of the garden, received them in
grand costume,

In an old hull huiiK round with pikes and with how.s,

With old l)uckler3 and corslets that had borne numy slirewd blows.

With much ceremony, and still more real kindness, the Paron,
without Hto])ping in any intermediate ajjartment, conducted
his guest through several into tlio great dining ])arlour, wain-
scotted witli black oak, and hung round with the ]iietures of
his ancestry, where a table was set foith in form feu* six |)er-
Bona, and an old-fasliioned beaufet disy)layed all tlie aneient
and ma«sivo plate of the l?radwardine family. A bell wiis
now lieard at tlm head of the avenue; for an old man, who
acted as jKjrtfu- ujKrn gala days, had caught the alarm given by
Waverley's arrival, and, repairing to his ])Ost, announced the
arrival of other guests.

These, as the P»aron aHsured his young fiiend, were very

estimable persons. "There was the young Laird of Palma-

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wliapple, a Falconer by surname, of the house of Glenfar-
quhar, given right much to field-sports — gaudet equis et cani-
bus — but a very discreet young gentleman. Then there was
the Laird of Killancureit, who had devoted his leisure untill
tillage and agriculture, and boasted himself to be possessed of
a buU of matchless merit, brought from the county of Devon
(the Damnonia of the Romans, if we can trust Robert of Cir-
encester). He is, as ye may well suppose from such a ten-
dency, but of yeoman extraction — servahit odorem testa diu —
and I believe, between ourselves, his grandsire was from the
wrong side of the Border — one BuUsegg, who came hither as
a steward, or bailiff, or ground-officer, or something in that
department, to the last Girnigo of Killancureit, who died of
an atrophy. After his master's death, sir, — ye would haidly
believe such a scandal, — but this l^uUsegg, being portly and
comely of aspect, intermarried with the lady dowager, who
was young and amorous, and possessed himself of the estate,
which devolved on this unhappy woman by a settlement of her
umwhile husband, in direct contravention of an unrecorded
taillie, and to the prejudice of the disponer's own flesh and
blood, in the person of his natural heir and seventh cousin,
Girnigo of Tipperhewit, whose family was so reduced by the
ensuing law-suit, that his representative is now serving as
a private gentleman-sentinel in the Highland Black Watch.
But this gentleman, iVIr. Bullsegg of Killancureit that now is,
has good blood in his veins by the mother and grandmother,
who were both of the family of Pickletillim, and he is weli
liked and looked upon, and knows his own place. And (jod
forbid, Captain Waverley, that we of irreproachable lineage
should exult over him, when it may be, that in the eighth,
ninth, or tenth generation, his progeny may rank, in a man-
ner, with the old gentry of the country. Rank and ancestry,
sir, should be the last words in the mouths of us of unblem-
ished race ~vix ea nostra voco, as Kaso saith. There is, be-
sides, a clergyman of the true (though suffering) Episcopal
church of Scotland. ' He was a confessor in her cause after
the year 1715, when a Whiggish mob destroyed his meeting-
» Episcopal Clergy in Scotland. Note 9.

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house, tore his surplice, and plundered his dwelling-house of
four silver spoons, intromitting also with his mart and his
meal-ark, and Avith two barrels, one of single and one of dou-
ble ale, besides three bottles of brandy. My baron-bailie and
doer, Mr. Duncan ]\Iacwheeble, is the fourth on our list.
There is a question, owing to the incertitude of ancient or-
thography, whether he belongs to the clan of Wheedle or of
Quibble, but both have produced persons eminent in the
law."—

As such he described them by person and name,
They enter'd, and dinner was served as they came.

CHAPTEE XI.

Tine liANQUET.

TiTR entertainment was ample aTul handsome, according to
the Scotch ideas of the period, and the guests did great liunour
to it. The Baron eat like a famished soldier, the Laird of
Balmawhapple like a sportsman, Hullsegg of Killancureit like
a farmer, VVaverley himself like a traveller, and Bailie Mac-
wheeble like all four together; though, either out of more re-
spect, or in order to preserve that proj)er declination of ])erH0u
which showed a sense that he was in the presence of his pa-
trtm, he sat upon the edge of his chair, j)lac('d at tlin**^ feet dis-
tance from the table, and m-hieved a communication with liis
plat.e by jirojecting his ]»erson tttwards it in a line Avhich
oblifjufid from the bott-om of his Hjtiric, so that tlie jktkoii who
sat opjiosite to liim could only see the foret<jp of his riding
periwig.

This str)oping pr>sition might have been inconvenient to an-
other ])erson ; but long habit, iiiade it, whether soat^-d or walk-
ing, perfectly easy U} th(!w«»rthy I'.ailie. [n the latter ]»oHture
it occjusioned, no doubt, an unseemly projection of the person
towards those who happened tx) walk behind; but those being
at all times his inferiors (for Mr. Macwheeble was very scru-

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pulous iu giving place to all others), he cared very little what
inference of contempt or slight regard they might derive from
the circumstance. Hence, when he waddled across the court
to and from his old grey pony, he somewhat resembled a turn-
spit walking upon its hind legs.

The nonjuring clergyman was a pensive and interesting old
man, with much the air of a sufferer for conscience sake. He
was one of those

Who, undeprived, their benefice forsook.

For this whim, when the Baron was out of hearing, the Bailie
used sometimes gently to rally Mr. Kubrick, upbraiding him
with the nicety of his scruples. Indeed, it must be owned
that lie himself, though at heart a keen partisan of the exiled
family, had kept pretty fair with all the different turns of
state in his time ; so that Davie (lellatley once described him
as a particularly good man, who had a very quiet and peaceful
conscience, that never did hivi any harm.

"\Mien the dinner was removed, the Baron announced the
healtli of the King, politely leaving to the consciences of his
guests to drink to the sovereign de facto or de jure, as their
politics inclined. The conversation now became general ; and,
shortly afterwards. Miss Bradwardine, who had done the hon-
ours with natural grace and simplicity, retired, and was soon
followed by the clergyman. Among the rest of tlie party, the
wine, which fully justitied the enconiiuius of the landlord,
flowed freely round, although Waverley, with some difficulty,
obtained the privilege of sometimes neglecting the glass. At
length, as the evening grew more late, the Baron made a pri-
vate signal to Mr. Saunders Saunderson, or, as he facetiously
denominated him, Alexander ah Alexandra, who left the room
with a nod, and soon after returned, his grave countenance
mantling with a solemn and mysterious smile, and placed be-
fore his master a small oaken casket, mounted with brass or-
naments of curious form. The Baron, drawing out a pi-ivate
key, unlocked the casket, raised the lid, and produced a gold-
en goblet of a singular and antique appearance, moulded into
the shape of a rampant bear, which the owner regarded with

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a look of mingled reverence, pride, and delight, that irresisti-
bly reminded Waverley of Ben Jonson's Tom Otter, with his
Bull, Horse, and Dog, as that wag wittily denominated his
chief carousing cups. But Mr. Bradwardine, turning towards
him with complacency, requested him to observe this curious
relic of the olden time.

" It represents, " he said, " the chosen crest of our f lunily,
a bear, as ye observe, and rampant ; because a good herald
will depict every animal in its noblest posture, as a horse sa-
lient, a greyhound currant, and, as may be inferred, a ravenous
animal in actu ferociori, or in a voracious, lacerating, and de-
vouring posture. Now, sir, we hold this most honourable
achievement by the wappen-brief, or concession of arms, of
Frederick Red-beard, Emperor of (Jermany, to my predecessor,
Godmund Bradwardine, it being the crest of a gigantic Dane,
whom he slew in the lists in the Holy Land, on a quarrel
touching the chastity of the emperor's spouse or daughter,
tradition saith not precisely which, and thus, as Virgilius
hath it:

MuleniUH elypeos, Duiiuinuyuc insigniu nobis
A]>teimis.

Then for the cup. Captain AVaverley, it wa»s wrought hy the
coTiimand of St. Duthac, Abl)ot of Abf'rl)rotlio('k, for Ix-hoof
of another l)aron of the house of Jiradwardiiic, who li ad val-
iantly df'fendod the patrimony of that monastery against cer-
tain encroaching nohles. It is juoperly termed the Blessed
Bear of r.radwardino (though old l»r. honblcit used jocosely
to call it Ursa Major), and was snpposfd. in old and Calholin
timos, to be invested with cfrtain pnqicrt.ies of a inystic-il and
8U])ematural quality. And thougli 1 give not in to sneh nvllia,
it is certain it has always been esteenind a Hoh-mn standard
cup and heirloom of our house; nor is it ever used but \\\\on
seasons of high festival, and snch I bold t^i he the arrival of
the hf'ir of Sir Evorard nndor my roof; and T dfvotf. this
draught to the hnalth and pmsjterity of the ancient and highly-
to-l)e-honoured honsp of Waverley."

During this long harangue, he carefully decanted a cab-

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webbed bottle of claret into the goblet, which held nearly an
English pint; and, at the conclusion, delivering the bottle to
the butler, to be held carefully in the same angle with the hor-
izon, he devoutly quaffed off the contents of the Blessed Bear
of Bradwardine.

Edward, Avith horror and alarm, beheld the animal making
his rounds, and thought with great anxiety upon the appro-
priate motto, " Beware the Bear" ; but, at the same time,
plainly foresaAV that, as none of the guests scrupled to do him
this extraorduiary honour, a refusal on his part to pledge their
courtesy would be extremely ill received. Resolving, there-
fore, to submit to this last piece of tyranny, and then to quit
the table, if possible, and confiding in the strength of his con-
stitution, he did justice to the company in the contents of the
Blessed Bear, and felt less inconvenience from the draught
than he could possibly have expected. The others, whose
time had been more actively employed, began to shoAv symp-
toms of innovation — " the good wine did its good office, " '
The frost of etiquette and pride of birth began to give way
before the genial blessings of this benign constellation, and
the formal appellatives with which the three dignitaries had
hitherto addressed each other were now familiarly abbreviated
into Tully, Bally, and Killie. When a few rounds had passed,
the two latter, after whispering together, craved permission (a
joyful hearing for Edward) to ask the grace-cup. This, after
some delay, was at length produced, and Waverley concluded
the orgies of Bacchus were terminated for the evening. He
was never more mistaken in his life.

As the guests had left their horses at the small inn, or change-
Jwuse, as it was called, of the village, the Baron could not, in
politeness, avoid walking with them up the avenue, and Wa-
verley from the same motive, and to enjoy after this feverish
revel the cool summer evening, attended the party. But when
they ai-rived at Luckie Macleary's the Lairds of Balmawhapple
and Killancureit declared their determination to acknowledge
their sense of the hospitality of Tully- Veolan by partaking,
with their entei-tainer and his guest Captain Waverley, what

» Southey's Madoc.

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they technically called dock an dorroch, a stirrup-cup,' to the
honour of the Baron's roof-tree.

It must be noticed that the Bailie, knowing by experience
that th-e day's jovialty, which had been hitherto sustained at
the expense of his patron, might terminate partly at his own,
had mounted his spaviiaed grey pony, and, between gaiety of
heart and alarm for being hooked into a reckoning, spurred
him into a hobbling canter (a trot Avas out of the question),
and liad already cleared the village. The others entered the
change-house, leading Edward in unresisting submission ; for
his landlord whispered him, that to demur to such an overture
would be construed into a high misdemeanour against the /er/es^
eonviviales, or regulations of genial compotatiou. "Widow
Macleary seemed to have expected this visit, as well she
might, for it was the usual consummation of merry bouts, not
only at Tully-Veolan, but at most other gentlemen's houses in
Scotland, Sixty Years since. The guests thereby at once ac-
quitted themselves of their burden of gratitude for their en-
tertainer's kindness, encouraged the trade of his change-house,
did honour to the place wliich afforded harbour to their horses,-
and indemnified themselves for tlie previous restraints iinposed
by jirivute iKJSpitality, by spending what Falstaff calls the
sweet of tlie niglit in tlie genial license of a tavern. "^

Accordingly, in full expectation of these distinguished
guests, Luckie Ma<deary had swept her house for the first time
this fortniglit, tempered her tnrf-firo to sucli a lieat as the
season re^piired in lier daiu]) hovel even at Midsummer, set
forili lier deal table newly \v;ishe(l, ])ropped its lame foot with
a fragment of turf, arranged four or five stools of huge ami
clunjsy form upon the sites wliich best suited the inecjualities
of her clay fl(;or; and liaving, moreover, ])nt on her clean to}-,
rokelay, and scarlet ))laid, gravely awaited the arrival of the
eompany, in full hope of custoiii and ])rofit. When they were
aeated under the sooty rafters of Lu(!kio Mju'leary's only ai)art-
iiient, thickly tapestried with cobwebs, their hostess, who liad
already taken her cue from the Laird of l*almawliap])le, aj)-
peared with a huge pewter mea,suring-iM)t, containing at lejist

« Stirrup^Hip. Nuto 10.

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three English quarts, familiarly denominated a tappit hen, and
which, in the language of the hostess, reamed (i.e. mantled)
■with excellent claret just drawn from the cask.

It was soon plain that what crumbs of reason the Bear had
not devoured were to be picked up by the Hen ; but the con-
fusion whch appeared to prevail favoured Edward's resolution
to evade the gaily circling glass. The others began to talk
thick and at once, each performing his own part in the conver-
sation without the least respect to his neighbour. The Baron
of Bradwardine sung French chansons-a-boire, and spouted
pieces of Latin; Killancureit talked, in a steady unalterable
dull key, of top-dressing and bottom-dressing, ' and year-olds,
and gimmers, and dinmonts, and stots, and runts, and kyloes,
and a proposed turnpike-act; while Balmawhapple, in notes
exalted above both, extolled his horse, his hawks, and a
greyhound called Whistler. In the middle of this din, the
Baron repeatedly implored silence ; and when at length the
instinct of polite discii)line so far prevailed that for a moment
he obtained it, he hastened to beseech their attention " unto a
military amette, which was a particular favourite of the Mar^-
chal a)uc de Berwick" ; then, imitating, as well as he could,
the manner and tone of a French musquetaire, he immediately
commenced :

Mon cceur volage, dit cllc,

N'est pas pour vous, garcjon ;
Est pour un homme de guerre,

Qui a barbe au menton.

Lon, Lon, Laridon.

Qui port chapeau i plume,

Soulier h rouge talon,
Qui joue de la flute,

Aussi du violon.

Lon, Lon, Laridon.

Balmawhapple could hold no longer, but broke in with what
he called a d — d good song, composed by Gibby Gaethrough-
wi't, the piper of Cupar; and, without wasting more time,
struck up :

' This has been censured as an anachronism ; and it must be confessed
that agriculture of this kind was unknown to the Scotch Sixty Years since.

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It's up Glenbarchan IS braes I gaed,
And o'er tlie bent of Killiebraid,
And mony a weary cast I made,
To cuittle the moor-fowl's tail.'

The Baron, whose voice was di-owned in the louder and more
obstreperous strains of Bahnawhapple, now dropped the
competition, but continued to hum ''' Lon, Lon, Laridon,'' and
to regard the successful candidate for the attention of the
company with an eye of disdain, while Balmawhapple pro-
ceeded;

If up a bonny black-cock should spring,
To whistle him down wi' a slug in his wing,
And strap him on to my hinzie string.
Right seldom would I fail.

After an ineffectual attempt to recover the second verse, he
sung the first over again ; and, iu prosecution of his triumph,
declared there was " more sense in that than in all tlie derrt/-
do7if/H of France, and Fifesliire to the boot of it." Tlui Banm
only answered witli a lung jiiiieh of snutf and a glance, of iiiti-
nite contempt. But tliose nol)le allies, the Bcur and tin". HtMi,
had emancij)ated the young laird fronx the habitual reverence
in wlu(rh he held Jiradwardiwe at other times. Ho pronounced
the claret shUj>!f, and demanded brandy with great vocifera-
tion. Jt was lu'ouglit; and now the Demon of J'olities envied
even the harmony arising from this ])ut(;h concert, merely be-
cause there was not a wrathful nolo in the strange compound
of sounds which it j)rodu(reil. Ins])ired by her, llie Laird of
Balmawhapple, now supeiior to the nods and winks with whiih
the r»aron of I'.radwai-dine, in delicacy to Edward, h;id hith-
erto (iheckcul bis (entering upon political discuHsion, demanded
a bumper, with the bmgs of a Stentor, "to the little gentle-
man in bla<^k. velvet who did such service in 1 "nu, and may
the white horse break his neck over a nioinid of his making!"
l'>lward wius not at that moment clear-headed enough to re-
memlier that King William's f.dl, whi(di occjisioned his death,
was said to be owing to his horse stumbling at a mole-hill;

• Suum niiqnc. Tlii.s snnt<h nf n hnlind was roniposod liy Andrew Moo
Donald, the ingenious and unfortunate author of Vivumda.

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yet felt inclined to take umbrage at a toast which seemed,
from the glance of Balmawhapple's eye, to have a peculiar
and uncivil reference to the Government which he served.
But, ere he could interfere, the Baron of Bradwardine had
taken up the quarrel. " Sir, " he said, " whatever my senti-
ments tan<iua7n privatus may be in such matters, I shall not
tamely endure your saying anything that may impinge upon
the honourable feelings of a gentleman under my roof. Sir,
if you have no respect for the laws of urbanity, do ye not re-
spect the military oath, the sacramentum militare, by which
every officer is bound to the standards under which he is en-
rolled? Look at Titus Livius, what he says of those Roman
soldiers who were so unhappy as exuere sacramentum, to re-
nounce their legionary oath ; but you are ignorant, sir, alike
of ancient history and modern courtesy."

"Xot so ignorant as ye would j^ronounce me," roared Bal-
mawhapple. " I ken weel that you mean the Solemn League
and Covenant ; but if a' the Whigs in hell had taken the "

Here the Baron and Waverley both spoke at once, the
former calling out, "Be silent, sir! ye not only show your
ignorance, Vnit disgrace your native country before a stranger
and an Englishman" ; and ■ Waverley, at the same moment,
entreating Mr. Bradwardine to permit him to reply to an
affront which seemed levelled at him personally. But the
Baron was exalted by wine, wrath, and scorn above all sublu-
nary considerations.

"I crave you to be hushed. Captain Waverley; you are
elsewhere, perad venture, sui juris, — foris-familiated, that is,
and entitled, it may be, to think and resent for yourself ; but
in my domain, in this poor Barony of Bradwardine, and under
this roof, which is quasi mine, being held by tacit relocation
by a tenant at will, I am in loco parentis to you, and bound to
see you scathless. And for you, Mr. Falconer of Balmawhap-
ple, I warn ye, let me see no more aberrations from the paths
of good manners."

" And I tell you, Mr. Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine of Brad-
Avai-dine and Tully- Veolan, " retorted the sportsman in huge
disdain, " that I'U make a moor-cock of the man that refuses

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my toast, whether it be a crop-eared English Whig -wi' a black
ribband at his lug, or ane wha deserts his ain friends to claw
favour wi' the rats of Hanover."

In an instant both rapiers Avere brandished, and some des-
perate passes exchanged. Baluiawhapple was young, stout,
and active; but the Baron, infinitely more master of his
weapon, would, like Sir Toby Belch, have tickled his oppo-
nent other gates than he did had he not been under the mtlu-
ence of Ursa Major.

Edward rushed forward to interfere between the combatants,
but the prostrate bulk of the Laird of Killancureit, over which
he stujubled, intercepted his ])assage. How Killancureit hap-
pened to be in this recumbent posture at so interesting a mo-
ment was never accurately known. Some thought lus was
about to ensconce himself under the table ; he himself alleged
that he stumbled in the act of lifting a joint-stool, to prevent
mischief, by knocking down Balmawhapple. Be that as it
may, if readier aid than either Iiis or Waverley's had nt)t in-
terposed, there would certainly have been bloodshed. But
the well-known cla-sh of swords, which was no stranger to her
dwelling, annised Luckio Macleary as she sat quietly beyond
the hallan, or earthen partition of the cottage, with eyes em-
ployed on Boston's ''('rook of the Lot," wliilo lier ideas were
engaged in .summing up tlie leckoning. She boldly ru.shed in,
with the slirill ex])Ostulation, '* Wad their honours slay ane
another there, and bring discredit on an lionest widow-woman's
house, when there w;is a' tl»e lee-Uind in the country to light
upon?" a remonstrance wliieli slie scu-onded hy flinging her
plaid with great dexterjty over tlie wcsipons of the e(iml»at.iints.
The servants by this time rushed in, and being, by great
chance, tolerably solder, se])arated the incensed opjionents,
with till) assistance of Edward and Killancureit. The latter
led otT Jiabnawhapple, cursing, swearing, and vowing revenge
against every ^Vhig, I'resltyterian, and fanatic in lOnghunl and
Scotland, from John-o'-fTroat's to the Land's YamI, and witli
difficulty got him U> horse. ( )ur hero, witli the assistance c»f
Saunders Saunderson, escorted the liaron of Bratlwardine to
his own dwelling, but could not prevail u])on liini to retire to

106 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

bed until he had made a long and learned apology for the
events of the evening, of which, however, there was not a word
intelligible, except ssomething about the Centaui"S and the
Lapithae.

CHAPTER XII.

REPENTANCE AND A RECONCILIATION.

Waverley was unaccustomed to the use of wine, excepting
with great temperance, lie slept therefore soundly till late
in the succeeding morning, and then awakened to a painful
recollection of the scene of the preceding evening. He had
received a personal affront — he, a gentleman, a soldier, and
a Waverley. True, the person who offered it was not, at the
time it was given, possessed of the moderate share of sense
which nature had allotted him; true also, in resenting this
insult, he would break the laws of Heaven as well as of his
country ; true, in doing so, he might take the life of a young
man who perhaps respectably dischai'ged the social duties, and
render his family miserable, or he might lose his own — no
pleasant alternative even to the bravest, when it is debated
coolly and in private.

All this pressed on his mind; yet the original statement
recurred with the same irresistible force. He had received
a personal insult ; he was of the house of Waverley ; and he
bore a commission. There was no alternative; and he de-
scended to the breakfast parlour with the intention of taking
leave of the family, and writing to one of his brother officers
to meet him at the inn midway between Tully-Veolan and
the town where they were quartered, in order that he might
convey such a message to the Laird of Bahnawhapple as the
circumstances seemed to demand. He found Miss Bradwar-
dine presiding over the tea and coffee, the table loaded with
warm bread, both of flour, oatmeal, and barleymeal, in the
shape of loaves, cakes, biscuits, and other varieties, together
with eggs, reindeer ham, mutton and beef ditto, smoked

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salmon, marmalade, and all the other delicacies which induced
even Johnson himself to extol the luxury of a Scotch breakfast
above that of all other countries. A mess of oatmeal por-
ridge, flanked by a silver jug, which held an equal mixture of
cream and buttermilk, was placed for the Baron's share of
this repast ; but Rose observed, he had walked out early in the
morning, after giving orders that his guest should not be dis-
turbed.

Waverley sat down almost in silence, and with an air of
absence and abstraction which could not give Miss Bradwai-
dine a favourable opinion of his talents for conversation. He
answered at random one or two observations which she ven-
tured to make upon ordinary topics ; so that, feeling herself
almost rf^pulsed in her efforts at entertaining him, and secretly
wondering that a scarlet coat should cover no better breeding,
she left him to his mental amusement of cursing Dr. Dou-
bleit's favourite constellation of Ursa Major as the cause of all
the mischief wliich had already hapi)ened and was likely to
ensue. At onoe he started, and his colour hoiglitened, iis,
looking towards the window, ho beheld the Baron and young
Balmawhap})le pass arm in arm, apparently in deep eonversa-
tion ; and lie hastily asked, "Did Mr. Falconer sleep licro
last night?" Rose, not much ^Heased with the abrui)lncs3
of the first question which the yo\nig stranger had achhcssed
to her, answered drily in the negative, and the conversation
again sunk into silence.

At this moment Mr. Saundersou appeared, with a message
from his master, requesting to sjjcak with Captain Waver-
ley in another apartment. With a heart which beat a little
quicker, not indeed from fear, but from uncertainty and
anxiety, Edward obeyed the summons. Ho found tlio two
gentlemen standing tf)geth(!r, an air of complacent dignity on
the brow of the I'aron, while something like sullenness or
shame, or both, blanked th(! bold visage of ]*alma\vhaj)]tle.
Th(! former slipjied his arm through that of the latter, and
thus seeming to walk with him, while iji reality ho led him,
advanced to meet "Waverley, and, stopping in the midst of the
apartment, made in great state the following oration : " Cap-

108 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

taiu Waverley — my young and esteemed friend, Mr. Falconer
of Baliuawhapple, lias craved of my age and experience, as
of one not wholly unskilled in the dependencies and punctilios
of the duello or monomachia, to be his interlocutor in express-
ing to you the regret with which he calls to remembrance cer-
tain passages of our symposion last night, which could not but
be highly displeasing to you, as servmg for the time under
this present existing government. He craves you, sir, to
drown in oblivion the memory of such solecisms against the
laws of politeness, as being what his better reason disavows,
and to receive the hand which he offers you in amity ; and I
must needs assure you that nothing less than a sense of being
dons son tort, as a gallant French chevalier, Mons. Le Bretail-
leur, once said to me on such an occasion, and an opinion also
of your peculiar merit, could have extorted such concessions ;
for he and all his family are, and have been, time out of
mind, Ilavortia pectora, as Buchanan saith, a bold and war-
like sept, or people."

Edward immediately, and with natural politeness, accepted
the hand which Balmawhapple, or rather the Baron in his
character of mediator, extended towards him. " It was im-
possible, " he said, " for him to remember what a gentleman
expressed his wish he had not uttered; and he willingly im-
puted what had passed to the exuberant festivity of the
day."

" That is very handsomely said, " answered the Baron ; " for
undoubtedly, if a man be ebrms, or intoxicated, an incident
which on solemn and festive occasions may and will take place
in the life of a man of honour; and if the same gentleman,
being fresh and sober, recants the contumelies which he hath
spoken in his liquor, it must be held vinum locutum est ; the
words cease to be his own. Yet would I not iind this ex-
culpation relevant in the case of one who was ehriosus, or an
habitual drunkard ; because, if such a person choose to pass
the greater part of his time in the predicament of mtoxication,
he hath no title to be exeemed from the obligations of the
code of politeness, but should learn to deport himself peace-
ably and courteously when under influence of the vinous

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Btimulus. And now let us proceed to breakfast, and think no
more of this daft business. "

I must confess, whatever inference may be drawn from the
circumstance, that Edward, after so satisfactory au explana-
tion, did much greater honour to the delicacies of Miss Brad-
wardine's breakfast-table than his commencement had prom-
ised. Balmawhapple, on the contrary, seemed embarrassed
and dejected; and Waverley now, for the first time, observed
that his arm was in a sling, which seemed to account for the
awkward and embarrassed manner with which he had pre-
sented his hand. To a question fi-om Miss Bradwardine, he
muttered in answer something about his horse having fallen;
and seeming dasirous to escape botli from the subject and the
company, he arose as soon as breakfast was over, made his bow
to the party, and, declining the Baron's invitation to tarry till
after dinner, mounted his horse and returned to his own home

Waverley now announced his purpose of leaving Tully-
Veolan early enough after dinner to gain tlie stage at wliich
he meant to slee]); but the unaffected and deep mortification
with which the good-natured and affectionate old gentleman
heard the ])roposal quite deprived him of courage to persist in
it. No sooner had he gained Waverley's consent t« lengthen
his visit for a frw days than he laboured to rcmovo the
grounds upon which ho cx)iic('ivp.d lie h;i(l meditated a more
early retreat. " I would not have you opine, Cai)tain Waver-
ley, that I am by pra(^tice or precept an advocate of ebriety,
though it may be that, in c)iir festivity of hist night, some of
our friends, if nf»t jx-rchaiuui aliogether rl>rii, or dninkpin,
were, to say the lejist, rhnoli, by which thn ancients designed
those who were fuddled, or, fus your Knglish vernacular and
metaphorical phrase goes, half-snas-over. Not th.at I would
BO insinuate respecting you, C'a]»tain Waverley, who, like a
prudent v'l'ith, (lid rather abstain from ]K>t!ition; nor ran it
tje truly said of myself, who, having {i.ssiHt«<id at the tables of
many great generals and mare-ehals at their solemn carousals,
have the art to carry my wine discreetly, and did not, during
the whole evening, as ye must have doubtless observed, exceed
the bounds of a modest hilarity."

110 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

There was no refusing assent to a proposition so decidedly
laid down by him who luidoubtedly was the best judge ; al-
though, had Edward formed his opinion from his own recol-
lections, he would have pronounced that the Baron was not
only ehriolus, but verging to become ebrius ; or, in plain Eng-
lish, was incomparably the most drunk of the party, except
perhaps his antagonist the Laird of Balmawhapple. However,
having received the expected, or rather the required, compli-
ment on his sobriety, the Baron proceeded: "No, sir, though
I am myself of a strong temperament, I abhor ebriety, and
detest those who swallow wine guloi causa, for the oblectation
of the gullet ; albeit I might deprecate the law of Pittacus of
Mitylene, who punished doubly a crime committed under the
influence of Liber Pater ; nor would I utterly accede to the
objurgation of the younger Plinius, in the fourteenth book of
his "Historia Naturalis." No, sir, I distinguish, I discrimi-
nate, and approve of wine so far only as it maketh glad the
face, or, in the language of Flaccus, recepto aviico."

Thus terminated the apology which the Baron of Bradwar-
dine thought it necessary to make for the superabundance of
his hospitality ; and it may be easily believed that he was
neither interrupted by dissent nor any expression of incre-
dulity.

He then invited his guest to a morning ride, and ordered
that Davie (iellatley should meet them at the dern path with
Ban and Buscar. " For, until the shooting season commence,
I would willingly show you some sport, and we may, God
willing, meet with a roe. The roe. Captain Waverley, may
be hunted at all times alike ; for never being in what is called
pride of grease, he is also never out of season, though it be a
truth that his venison is not equal to that of either the red or
fallow deer." But he will serve to show how my dogs run;
and therefore they shall attend us with David Gellatley. "

Waverley expressed his surprise that his friend Davie was
capable of such trust ; but the Baron gave him to understand

' The learned in cookery dissent from the Baron of Bradwardine, and
hold the roo venison dry and indifferent food, unless when dressed in soup
and Scotch coUops.

WAVERLEY. Ill

that this poor simpleton was neither fatuous, nee natiiraliter
idioto, as is expressed in the brieves of furiosity, but simply
a crack-brained knave, who could execute very well any com-
mission which jumped with his own humour, and made his
folly a plea for avoiding every other. " He has made an inter-
est with us, " continued the Baron, " by saving Rose from a
great danger with his own proper peril; and the roguish loon
must therefore eat of our bread and drink of our cu]), and do
what he can, or what he will, Avhicli, if the suspicions of
Saunderson and the Bailie ai-e well founded, may perchance
in his case be commensurate terms. "

Miss Bradwardine then gave "Waverley to understand that
this poor simpletr)n was dotingly fond of music, deeply affected
by that which was melancholy, and transported into extrava-
gant gaiety by light and lively airs. He had in this respect
a prodigious memory, stored with miscellaneous snatches and
fragments of all tunes and songs, which he sometimes aj)plied,
with consideial)le address, as the vehicles of remonstrance,
exjtlanation, or satire, Davie was mucli attached to the lew
■who showed liim kindness; and both aware of any sliglit or
ill usage which he hapj)ened to receive, and sufficiently apt,
where he saw oj)portunity, to revenge it. The common ])eople,
who often judge liardly of each other as well as of tJieir bet-
ters, altliough they had expressed great compassion for the
poor innocent wliilo suttered to wander in rags aJ>ont the vil-
lage, no sooner beheld him decently clothed, ])rovided for, atid
even a sort of favourite, than they called up all the instances
of sharj)ness ajid ingi-nuity, in action and repaHce, which his
annals aifordcfl, and charitably lK»ttonied thereu|Min a hvpnth-
esis that David (Jellatley waa no farther f(»ol than was neceH-
Bary to avoid hard lalK)ur, This o{>inion was not l»ett«ir
fonnd<'d than that of the T^egi-oes, who, from the aeute and
mischievous ])ranks of the nu)iikeyH, sup|K)se that they havo
the gift of speech, anil only suppiess their jxiwers of elocution
to escape l»eing set to work. Hut tho hy])othesi8 was entirely
imaginary; David Gellatley was in good earnest the half-
crazed simpleton which he appeared, and was incapable of any
constant and steady exertion. Ho had just so much solidity

112 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

as kept on the windy side of insanity, so much wild wit as
saved him from the imputation of idiocy, some dexterity in
field-sports (in which we have known as great fools excel),
great kindness and humanity in the treatment of animals en-
trusted to him, warm affections, a prodigious memory, and an
ear for music.

The stamping of horses was now heard in the court, and
Davie's voice singing to the two large deer greyhounds:

Hie away, hie away,

Over bank and over brae.

Where the copsewood is the greenest,

Where the fountains glisten sheenest,

Where the hidy-fern grows strongest,

Where the morning dew lies longest,

Where the black-cock sweetest sips it,

Where the fairy latest trips it.

Hie to haunts right seldom seen,

Lovely, lonesome, cool, and green,

Over bank and over brae, i

Hie away, hie away.

" Do the verses he sings, " asked Waverley, " belong to old
Scottish poetry. Miss Bradwardine?"

" I believe not, " she replied. "This poor creature had a
brother, and Heaven, as if to compensate to the family Davie's
deficiencies, had given him what the hamlet thought uncom-
mon talents. An uncle contrived to educate hiiu for the Scot-
tish kii-k, but he could not get preferment because he came
from our ground. He . returned from college hopeless and
broken-hearted, and fell into a decline. My father supported
him till his death, which happened before he was nineteen.
He played beautifully on the tiute, and was supposed to have
a great turn for poetry. He was affectionate and compassion-
ate to his brother, who followed him like his shadow, and we
think that from him Davie gathered many fragments of song
and music unlike those of this country. But if we ask him
where he got such a fragment as he is now singing, he either
answers with wild and long fits of laughter, or else breaks into
tears of lamentation ; but was never heard to give any explan-
ation, or to mention his brother's name since his death."

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"■ Sui-ely," said Edward, who was readily interested by a tale
bordering on the romantic, " surely more might be learned by
more particular inquiry."

" Perhaps so, " answered Rose ; " but my father will not i)er-
mit any one to practise on his feelings on this subject.''

By this time the Baron, with the help of Mr. Saundersoii,
had indued a pair of jack-boots of large dimensions, and now
invited our hero to follow him as ho stalked clattering down
the ample staircase, tapping each huge balustrade as he
passed with the butt of his massive horse-whip, and lumiming,
with the air of a chasseur of Louis Quatorze :

Potir la chassc ordonn^e il faut pr<5parer tout.
Ho la ho ! Vite I vite debout !

CHAPTER Xlir.

A MORE nATIOXAl- l».\\ IIIAV THE LAST.

The Baron of Bradwardiuc, mounted on an active and well-
manag<'d horse, and seated om a deiui-pi(|ue saddle, with deep
housings to agree with his livery, w<is no bad representative
of tli(^ old school, llis light-coloured embroidiMcd coat, and
Bui)»'ibly barred waistcoat, his brigadier wig, surmounted by a
small gold-la/jed cocked-hat, completed his personal costume;
but he was attended by two well-mounted servants on liorse-
bax^k, armed with liolstf'r-j)istols.

In this guise he ajul)lc(l lorth over hill and valley, tin' ad-
miration of every farm-yard whi<'h they passed in their i)rog-
ress, till, "low down in a grassy vale," they found David (iel-
latlcy leading two very tall deer greyliounds, and ]»residing
over lialf-a-dozen curs, and alx)ut as many bare-legged and
bare-headed Ix'ys, wlio, to ])roeuro the chosen (listinction of
attending on the chase, hatl not failed to tickle his ears with
the dulcet ap[K'llation of Maister Gellotley, though ])n»bably
all and each liad liooted liini on former occasions in the char-
acter of daft JJavie. But this is no imcommon strain of Hat-

114 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

tery to persons in office, nor altogether confined to the bare-
legged villagers of Tnlly-Veolan ; it was in fashion Sixty
Yeai's since, is now, and will be six hundred years hence, if
this admirable compound of folly and knayery, called the
world, shall be then in existence.

These rjlllic- wet- foots, as they were called, were destined to
beat the bushes, which they performed with so much success,
that, after haK an hour's search, a roe was started, coursed,
and killed ; the Baron following on his white horse, like Earl
Percy of yore, and magnanimously flaying and embowelliBg
the slain animal (which, he observed, was called by the French
chasseurs, faire la curee) with his own. baronial couteau de
chasse. After this ceremony, he conducted his guest home-
ward by a pleasant and circuitous route, commanding an ex-
tensive prospect of different villages and houses, to each of
which Mr. Bradwardine attached some anecdote of history of
genealogy, told in language Avhimsical from prejudice and ped-
antry, but often respectable for the good sense and honourable
feelings Avhich his narrative displayed, and almost always cu-
rious, if not valuable, for the information they contained.

The truth is, the ride seemed agreeable to both gentlemen,
because they found amusement in each other's conversation,
although their characters and habits of thinking were in many
respects totally opposite. Edward, we have informed the
reader, was warm in his feelings, \vild and romantic in his
ideas and in his taste of reading, with a strong disposition
towards poetry. Mr. Bradwardine was the reverse of all this,
and piqued himself upon stalking through life with the same
upright, starched, stoical gravity which distinguished his
evening promenade upon the terrace of Tully-Veolan, where
for hours together — the very model of old Hardyknute —

Stately stepp'd he cast the wa'.
And stately stepp'd he west.

As for literature, he read the classic poets to be sure, and
the " Epithalamium" (;f fJeorgius Buchanan and Arthur John-
stone's Psalms of a Sunday; and the "Delicise Poetarum
Scotorum," and Sir David Lindsay's " Works," and Barbour's

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"Bruce," and Blind Harry's "Wallace," and "The Gentle
Shepherd," and " The Cherry and the Slae." But though he
thus far sacriticed his time to the Muses, he would, if the
truth must be spoken, have been much better pleased had the
pious or sapient apothegms, as well as the historical narra-
tives, which these various works contained, been presented to
him in the form of simple prose. And he sometimes could not
refrain from expressing contempt of the *' vain and unprofita-
ble art of poem-making, " in which, he said, " the only one
who had excelled in his time was Allan Ramsay, the periwig.
makt'r." '

But although Edward and he differed toto crrlo, as the I^aron
would have said, upon tliis suljject, yet they met upon history
as on a neutral ground, in which each claimed an interest.
The Baron, indeed, only cumbered his memory with matters
of fact, the cold, dry, hard outlines which history delineates.
Edward, on tlie contrary, loved to fill up and roiuid the sketch
with the colouring of a warm and vivid imagination, Avhich
gives light and life to the actors and speakers in the driuna of
past ages. Yet with tastes so opposite, they contributed
greatly to each other's amusement. Mr. Bratlwardine'a mi-
nute narratives and j)<)werful memory su])plied to Waverley
fresli subjects of the kind ujion wliich his fancy loved to la-
boui-, and ojjened to him a new mine of incident and of char-
acter. And lie re})aid the ])lefusure thus communicated by an
earnest attention, valuabU) to all story-tellers, more especially
to the Baron, who felt his lial)its C)f self-respect flattered by
it; and Honiirtiiiies also by reci])ro<-al conimunicatiiins, which
interested Mr. Biadwardine, as continuing or ilhistratiiig his
own favourite anecdotes. Besides, Mr. Bradwardino loved to
talk of the scenes of his youth, which had been spent in canijis
and foreign lands, and liatl many interesting particulars to tell
of the generals under whom he liad served and th<^ jwlions lie
had witnessed.

' Tlif Pwiriiii Miitxlit 111 luivf r'-riiciiil>cri'<i tlint tlic j.iy.nm Allan iiliTiilly
drew his blood from tJic liouwj of tlic not>lf forl wlioin he tonus:

Dnlhousic of an old decent.

My stoup, my pride, my ornament.

116 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Both parties returned to Tully-Veolau in great good-humour
with each other; Waverley desirous of studying more atten-
tively what he considered as a singular and interesting charac-
ter, gifted with a memory containing a curious register of an-
cient and modeni anecdotes; and Bradwardine disposed to
regard Edward as jiuer (or rather juvenis) bonce spei et magnoB
indolis, a youth devoid of that petulant volatility which is
impatient of, or vilipends, the conversation and advice of his
seniors, from which he predicted great things of his future
success and deportment in life. There was no other guest
except Mr. Kubrick, whose information and discourse, as a
clergyman and a scholar, harmonised very well with that of
the Baron and his guest.

Shortly after dinner, the Baron, as if to show that his tem-
perance was not entirely theoretical, proposed a visit to Rose's
apartment, or, as he termed it, her trolsihne etage. Waverley
was accordingly conducted through one or two of those long
awkward passages with which ancient architects studied to
puzzle the inhabitants of the houses which they planned, at
the end of which Mr. Bradwardine began to ascend, by two
steps at once, a very steep, narrow, and winding stair, lea^'ing
Mr. Kubrick and Waverley to follow at more leisure, while he
should annovmce their approach to his daughter.

After having climbed this perpendicular corkscrew until
their brains were almost giddy, they arrived in a little matted
lobby, which served as an anteroom to Rose's sanctum sancto-
rum, and through which they entered her parlour. It was a
small, but pleasant apartment, opening to the south, and hung
with tapestry ; adorned besides with two pictures, one of her
mother in the dress of a shepherdess, with a bell-hoop ; the
other of the Baron, in his tenth year, in a blue coat, embroid-
ered waistcoat, laced hat, and bag-wig, with a bow in his hand.
Edward could not help smiling at the costume, and at the odd
resemblance between the round, smooth, red-cheeked, staring
visage in the portrait, and the gaunt, bearded, hollow-eyed,
swarthy features, which travelling, fatigues of war, and ad-
vanced age had bestowed on the original. The Baron joined
in the laugh. " Truly, " he said, " that picture was a woman's

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fantasy of vaj good mother's (a daughter of the Laird of Tul-
lielluiii, Captain Waverley ; I indicated the house to you when
we were on the tup of the Shijun'heucli ; it was burnt by the
JJutch auxiliaries brought in by the Government in ITIT)) ; I
never sate for my pourtraicture but once since that was painted,
and it was at the special and reiterated request of the Mare-
chal Duke of Berwick."

The good old gentleman did not mention what j\Ir. Kubrick
afterwards told Edward, that the Duke had done him this
honour on account of his being the first to mount the breach
of a fort in Savoy during the memorable campaign of 1700,
and his having there defended liimself with Ins half-pike for
nearly ten minutes bef(ne any support reached him. To do
the Baron justice, although sufficiently prone to dwell upon,
and even to exaggerate, his family dignity and consequence,
he was too much a man of real courage ever to allude to such
personal arrts of mei'it as he liad himself manifested.

Miss liose now appealed from tlie interior room of her aj)iut-
ment, to Avelcome her father and his fiiends. The little la-
bours in wliich she liad been employed obviously showt'd a
natural taste, wliich required only cultivation. Her fatlier
had taught her Fn^ncli and Italian, and a few of tlic ordinary
autliors in th(JSO languages ornamented her shelves. He luid
endeavoured also to bo her preceptor in music; but aa he be-
gan with the more abstruse doctrines of the science, and was
not jM'rhaps master of them himself, she bad made no ]trnti-
ciency farther than to l»o able to ae('om])any her voice with the
harpsichord; Ijut even tliis was not vtuy common in Seothiiid
at tliat period. To make amends, she lunig with great taste
and feeling, and with a respect to the sense of what she
uttered that might bo proposed in exam])lo to ladies of much
supeiior musical talent. Her natural g(.M)d sense tanglit lior
that, if, as wo are assured by high authority, music bo "mar-
ried to immortal verse," tliey are very often divorced by tlie
performer in a most shamefid jnannei-. It was perhajjs owing
to this sensibility to poetry, and power of combining its ex-
pression with those of tlie muHical notes, that lier singing gave
more pleasure to all tlie unlearned in music, and even to many

118 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

of the learned, than could have been communicated by a much
finer voice and more brilliant execution unguided by the same
delicacy of feeling.

A bartizan, or projecting gallery, before the windows of her
parlour, served to illustrate another of Hose's pursuits; for it
was crowded with flowers of different kinds, which she had
taken imder her special protection. A projecting turret gave
access to this Gothic balcony, which commanded a most beau-
tiful prospect. The formal garden, with its high bounding
walls, lay below, contracted, as it seemed, to a mere parterre;
while the view extended beyond them down a wooded glen,
where the small river was sometimes visible, sometimes hidden
in copse. The eye might be delayed by a desire to rest on
the rocks, which here and there rose from the dell with mas-
sive or spiry fronts, or it might dwell on the noble, though
ruined tower, which was here beheld in all its dignity, frown-
ing from a promontory over the river. To the left were seen
two or three cottages, a part of the A'^illage ; the brow of the
hill concealed the others. The glen, or dell, was terminated
by a sheet of water, called Loch Veolan, into which the brook
discharged itself, and which now glistened in the western sun.
The distant country seemed open and varied in surface,
though not wooded; and there Avas nothing to interrupt the
view until the scene was bounded by a ridge of distant and
blue hills, which formed the southern boimdary of the strath
or valley. To this pleasant station Miss Bradwardine had
ordered coffee.

The view of the old tower, or fortalice, introduced some
family anecdotes and tales of Scottish chivalry, which the
Bai-on told with great enthusiasm. The projecting peak of
an impending ci-ag which rose near it had acquired the name
of St. Swithin's Chair. It was the scene of a peculiar super-
stition, of which Mr. Kubrick mentioned some curious partic-
ulars, which reminded Waverley of a rhyme quoted by Edgar
in King Lear; and Eose was called upon to sing a little le-
gend, in which they had been interwoven by some village poet^

"Who, noteless as the race from which he sprung,
Saved others' names, but left his own unsung.

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The sweetness of her voice, and the simple heanty of her
music, gave <il the advantage which the minstrel could have
desii-ed, and which his poetry so much wanted. I almost
doubt if it can be read with patience, destitute of these ad-
vantages ; although I conjecture the following copy to have
been somewhat corrected l)y Waverley, to suit the taste of
those who might not relish pure antiquity.

On Hallow-Mass Eve, ere ye bonne ye to rest.
Ever beware that your couch be bless'd ;
Sign it with cross, and sain it with bead,
Sing the Ave, and say the Creed.

For on Hallow-Mass Eve the Night-Hag will ride,
And all lier nine-1'uld sweeping on by her side,
Wliether the wind sing lowly or loud,
Sailing through moonshine or swath'd in the cloud

The lady she sat in St. Swithin's Chair,
The dew of the night has damp'd her hair :
Her cheek was pale; i)ut resolveil and high
Was the word of her lij) aii<l the Kbuu:e of her eye.

She inuttcr'd the spell ofRwithin bold,
Wiien his naked foot tract-d the niiil night wold,
Whi-n he stujjp'd (he Hag as she rode the night,
And bade her descend, and her promise plight.

He that dare sit on St. Swithin's ('hair.
When the Night-Hng wings the troubled air,
(Questions liirw, when he .speaks the spell,
He Diay ask, and she must tell.

The iSaroM has been wilii King Uol>ert hlHlicKO,
These thn'e Iniig yars in i)aliit' and siege;
News are thorn unno of his weal or his wo(>,
And frtin th« Lady of his fut^- woidd know.

She shudders and stops as tln' charm she speaks;—
In it the m<K)dy owl lliat shrii'ks?
Or is it that sound, betwixt laui^btcr and serejim.
The voice of the I)enion who haunts t.he stream ?

The moan of the wind sunk silent and low.
And the roaring torrent has ceaMHl to flow ;
The calm was mon' dreadful than niginir storm,
When the cold grey mist brou^dit the ghastly Form I

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'• I am sorry to disappoint the coxnpauy, especially Captain
Waverley, who listens with such laudable gravity; it is but
a fragment, although 1 think there are other verses, describing
the return of the Baron from the wars, and how the lady was
found 'clay-cold upon the grounsill ledge.' "

'• It is one of those figments," observed Mr. Bradwardine,
" with which the early history of distinguished families was
deformed in the times of superstition ; as that of Rome, and
other ancient nations, had their prodigies, sir, the which you
may read in ancient histories, or in the little work compiled
by Julius Obsequens, and inscribed by the learned Scheffer,
the editor, to his patron, Benedictus Skytte, Baron of Duder-
shofP."

'• ;My father has a strange defiance of the marvellous, Cap-
tain AVaverley," observed Rose, "and once stood firm when a
whole synod of Presbyterian divines were put to the rout by
a sudden apparition of the foul fiend."

"Waverley looked as if desirous to hear more.

"Must I tell my story as well as sing my song? Well —
Once upon a time there lived an old woman, called Janet Gel-
latley, who was suspected to l)e a witch, on the infallible
grounds that she was very old, vevy ugly, very poor, and had
two sons, one of whom was a poet and the other a fool, which
visitation, all the neighbourhood agreed, had come upon her
for the sin of witchcraft. And she was imprisoned for a week
in the steeple of the parish church, and sparely supplied with
food, and not permitted to sleep until she herself became as
much persuaded of her being a witch as her accusers ; and in
this lucid and happy state of mind was brought forth to make
a clean breast, that is, to make open confer.sion of her sorce-
ries, before all the Whig gentry and ministers in the vicinity,
who were no conjurers themselves. My father went to see
fair play between the witch and the clergy; for the witch had
been Ixjrn on his estate. And while the Avitch was confessing
that the Enemy ajjpeared, and made his addresses to her as a
handsome black man, — which, if you could have seen poor old
blear-eyed Janet, reflected little honour on Apollyon's taste,
— and while the auditors listened with astonished ears, and

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the clerk recorded vnth. a trembling hand, she, all of a sudden,
changed the low mumbling tone with which she spoke into a
shrill yell, and exclaimed, ' Look to yourselves ! look to your-
selves ! I see the Evil One sitting in the midst of ye. ' The
surprise was general, and terror and flight its immediate con-
sequences. Happy were those who were next the door; and
many were the disasters that befell hats, bands, cuffs, and
wigs, before they could get out of the church, Avhere they left
the obstinate prelatist to settle matters with the witch and her
admirer at his own peril or pleasure."

^' Hisu solvuntur tabulce," sa,\d the Baron; "when they re-
covered their panic trepidation they were too much ashamed
to bring any wakening of the process against Janet GeUat-
ley.'"

This anecdote l(3d into a long discussion of

All those idle thoughts and fantasies,
Devices, dreams, opinions unsound,
Shows, visions, soothsays, and prophecies,

And all that feigned is, as leasings, tales, and lies.

With such conversation, and the romantic; legends which it
introduc(ul, closed our hero's second ev^ening in tlie house of
Tully-Veolan.

CHAPTER XIV.

A rUSCOVKRV WAVERLKV IMCCOMKM DOMESTH'A Tr.l> AT ri:|,I,Y-

VKOLAN.

Tin; iifxt day Edwiird aroso l)etimos, and in n innrning w;dk
aroiujd tlio hou.so and its vicinity cunio .suddenly u]k)u a siuiill
court in front of the dog-kennel, where liis friend Davie was
era])loyed about his four-footed charge. One quick glance of
his eye reoognised Wavorley, when, instantly turning his l)ack,
as if he liad not observed him, he began to sing part of an old
ballad^

« Witches. Note 11.

122 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Young men will love thee more fair and more fast ;

Jlfunl ye w merry the little bird siiigf
01(1 men's love the longest will last,

And the throstle-cock's head is under his wing.

Tlu- young man's wrath is like light straw on fire;

Jleiird ye so merry the little bird sing l
But like red-hot steel is tiie old man's ire,

And the throstle-cock's head is under his wing.

The young man will brawl at the evening board ;

Heard ye so merry the little bird, sing '/
But (lie old man will draw at the dawning the sword,

And the throstle-cock's liead is under his wing.

"Waverley could not avoid observing that Davie laid some-
thing like a satirical emphasis ou these lines. He therefore
approached, and endeavoured, by sundry queries, to elicit
from him what the innueudo might meau ; but Davie had no
mind to explain, and had wit enough to make his folly cloak
his knavery. Edward could collect nothing from him, except-
ing tliat the Laird of Balmawhapple had gone hufne yesterday
morning "wi' his boots fu' o' bluid." In the garden, how-
ever, he met the old butler, who no longer attempted to con-
ceal that, having been bred in the nursery line with Sumack
and Co. of Newcastle, he sometimes wrought a turn in the
flower-lx)rders to oblige the Laird and Miss Eose. By a series
of queries, Edward at length discovered, with a painful feeling
of surprise and shame, that Balmawhapple 's submission and
apology had been the consequence of a rencontre, with tlie
Barou l>efore his guest had quitted his pillow, in which the
younger comljatant had been disarmed and wounded in the
sword arm.

Greatly mortified at this information, Edward sought out
his friendly host, and anxiously expostulated with him upon
the injustice he had done him in anticipating his meeting with
Mr. Falconer, a circumstance which, considering his youth
and the profession of arms which he had just adopted, was
capable of being represented much to his prejudice. The
Baron justified himself at greater length than I choose to re-
peat. He urged that tlie quarrel was common to them, and
that Balmawhapple could not, by the code of honour, evite

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giving satisfaction to both, which he had done in his case by
an honourable meeting, and in that of Edward by such a pali-
node as rendered the use of the sword unnecessary, and which,
being made and accepted, must necessarily sopite the whole
affair.

With this excuse, or explanation, Waverley was silenced,
if not satisfied; but he could not help testifying some dis-
pleasure against the Blessed Bear, which had given rise to the
quarrel, nor refrain from hinting that the sanctified epithet
was hardly appropriate. The Baron observed, he could not
deny that " the Bear, though allowed by heralds as a most
honourable ordinary, had, nevertheless, somewhat fierce,
churlish, and morose in his disposition (as might be read in
Archibald Simson, pastor of Dalkeith's ' Hieroglyphica Ani-
malium'), and had thus been the type of many quarrels and
dissensions which had occurred in the house of Bradwardine;
of which," he continued, "I might commemorate mine own
unfortunate dissension with my third cousin by the mother's
side, Sir HewHalbert, who was so unthinking a« to deride my
family name, as if it had heen quasi Jiear- U'anlim ; a most
uncivil jest, since it not only insinuated th;it tlio founder of
our house occupied such a mean situation as to be a custodier
of wild beasts, ^charge which, ye must have observed, is only
entriist(!d to the very basest pl(*l)eians; l)ut, moreover, seemed
to infer tliat our coat-armour had not been achieved by lion-
ouralile jifrtions in war, Ijut bestowed by way of iinrannviasia,
or pun, upon our family appellation, — a sort of bearing wliich
the French call armoirrs parlantes, the Latins arma cantantiaf
and your English authoi-iticiS canting heraldry; ' being indeed
a species of emblazoning more bcHtting canters, gaberlnnzies,
and such liktj mendic.unts, wh(iso gibberish is formed u])on
playing upon the word, than the noble, honourable, and useful
science of heraldry, which asaigiiR armorial bearings as the
reward of noble and generous actions, and not to tickle the ear
with vain quodlilu^ts. snch as are found in jest-books." Of
his quarrel with Sir Ifew he said nothing more than that it
was settled in a fitting )nanner.

• See Canting Heraldry. Note 12.

124 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Having been so minute with respect to the diversions of
Tally- Veohiu on the first days of Edward's arrival, for the
purpose of introducing its inmates to the reader's acquain-
tance, it becomes less necessary to trace the progress of his
intercourse with the same accuracy. It is probable that a
yoiuig man, accustomed to more cheerful society, woidd have
tiredof the conversation of so violent an assertor of the " boast
of heraldry" as the Barcni ; but Edward found an agreeable
variety in that of ]\Iiss Bradwardine, who listened with eager-
ness to his remarks upon literature, and showed great justness
of taste in her answers. The sweetness of her disposition had
made her submit with complacency, and even pleasure, to the
course of reading prescribed by her father, although it not
only e«nnprehended several heavy folios of history, but certain
gigantic tomes in high-church polemics. In heraldry he was
fortunately contented to give her only such a slight tincture as
miglit be acquired by pei-usal of the two folio volumes of Nis-
bet. Rose was indeed the very apple of her father's eye.
Her constant liveliness, her attention to all those little obser-
vances most gratifying to those who would never think of ex-
acting them, her beauty, in which he recalled the features of
his beloved wife, her unfeigned piety, and the noble generos-
ity of her disposition, would have justitied the affection of the
most dfjting father.

His anxiety on her behalf did not, however, seem to extend
itself in that quarter where, according to the general opinion,
it is most efficiently disi)layed, in labouring, namely, to estab-
lish lier in life, either ])y a large dowry or a wealthy marriage.
By an old settlement, almost all the landed estates of the
Baron went, after his death, to a distant relation ; and it was
sujjposed that Miss Bradwardine would remain but slenderly
provided for, as the good gentleman's cash matters had been
too long under the exclusive charge of Bailie Macwheeble to
admit of any great expectations from his personal succession.
It is true, the said BaUie loved his patron and his patron's
daughter next (though at an incomparable distance) to himself.
He thought it Avas possible to set aside the settlement on the
male line, and had actually procured an opinion to that effect

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(and, as he boasted, without a fee) from an eminent Scottish
counsel, under whose notice he contrived to bring the point
while consulting him regularly on some other business. But
the Baron would not listen to such a proposal for an instant.
On the contrary, he used to have a perverse jjleasure in boasting
that the barony of Bradwardine was a male fief, the first char-
ter having been given at that early period when women were
not deemed capable to hold a feudal grant ; because, according
to Lcs coustusiaes de Xovniundie, c^ est Vliomme k'l se hast et ki
conse'tlle ; or, as is yet more ungallantly expressed by other
authorities, all of whose barbarous names he delighted to
quote at full length, because a woman could not serve the su-
perior, or feudal lord, in war, on account of the decorum of
her sex, nor assist him with advice, because of her limited
intellect, nor keep his counsel, owing to the infirmity of her
disposition. lie would triumphantly ask, how it would be-
come a female, and that female a Bradwardine, to be seen em-
ployed in scrcitlo exuendi, sen detrahcnd'i, caligas rcti'is post
battullavi? that is, in jjulliug off the king's boots after an
engagement, which was the feudal service by which ho held
the barony of Bradwardine. "No," he said, " beyond hesita-
tion, procul diili'w, many females, a.s worthy as Kose, had been
excluded, in oider to make way for my own succession, and
Heaven forbid that L sIkkiIcI do aught tliat might contravene
the destination oi my forefathers, or impinge upon tlie right
of my kinsman, Malcolm Bradwardine of Inchgral)bit, an hon-
ourahh!, though decayed branch of my own family."

Tlio Ikiilie, an ])rinie minister, having received tliis decisive
communication fi<un liis sovereign, durst not press his own
opinion any farther, but contentt^d liimscdf witli deploring, on
all suitable occlusions, U) Saunderson, the minister of the inte-
rior, tlie laird's self-willedness, and with laying jjlans for
uniting Itf)se with the young Laiidof l'aln)awha])i)le, wlio had
a fine estate, only nutderately burdened, and was a faultless
young gentleman, being as hoIxu- as a saint — if you keep biandy
from liim and him from brandy — and who, in brief, had no
imperfection but that of keeping light company at a time;
sucli as Jinker, the horse-couper, and Gibby Gaethroughwi't,

126 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

the piper o' Cupar ; " o' whilk follies, Mr. Saimderson, he'll
mend, he'll mend, " pronounced the Bailie.

" Like sour ale in simmer, " added Davie Gellatley, who
happened to be nearer the conclave than they were aware of.

Miss Bradwarduie, such as we have described her, with all
the simplicity and curiosity of a recluse, attached herself to
the opportimities of increasmg her store of literature which
Edward's visit afforded her. He sent for some of his books
from his quarters, and they opened to her sources of delight of
which she had hitherto had no idea. The best English poets,
of every description, and other works on belles lettres, made a
part of this precious cargo. Her music, even her flowers,
were neglected, and Saunders not only mourned over, but be-
gan to mutiny against, the labour for which he now scarce re-
ceived thanks. These new pleasures became gradually en-
hanced by sharing them with one of a kindred taste. Edward's
readiness to comment, to recite, to explain difficult passages,
rendered his assistance invaluable ; and the wild romance of
his spirit delighted a character too young and inexperienced
to observe its deficiencies. Upon subjects which interested
him, and when quite at ease, he possessed that flow of natural,
and somewhat florid eloquence, which has been supposed as
jxjwerful even as figure, fashion, fame, or fortune, in winning
the female heart. There was, therefore, an increasing danger
in this constant intercourse to poor Kose's peace of mind, which
was the more imminent as her father was greatly too much
abstracted in his studies, and wrapped up in his own dignity,
to dream of his daughter's incurring it. The daughters of the
house of liradwardine were, in his opinion, like those of the
house of Bourbon or Austria, placed high above the clouds of
pa.ssion which might obfuscate the intellects of meaner females;
they moved in another sphere, were governed by other feelings,
and amenable to other rules than those of idle and fantastic
affection. In short, he shut his eyes so resolutely to the nat-
ural consequences of Edward's intimacy with Miss Bradwar-
dine, that the whole neighbourhood concluded that he had
opened them to the advantages of a match between his daugh-
ter and the wealthy young Englishman, and pronounced him

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much less a fool than he had generally shown himself in cases
where his own interest was concerned.

If the Baron, however, had really meditated such an alliance,
the indifference of Waverley would have been an insuperable
bar to his project. Our hero, since mixing more freely with
the world, had learned to think with great shame and confusion
upon his mental legend of Saint Cecilia, and the vexation of
these reflections was likely, for some time at least, to counter-
balance the natural susceptibility of his disposition. Besides,
Rose Bradwardine, beautiful and amiable as we have de-
scribed her, had not precisely the sort of beauty or merit
which captivates a romantic imagination in early youth. She
was too frank, too confiding, too kind; amiable qualities, un-
doubtedly, but destructive of the marvellous, with whicli a
youth of imagination delights to dress the empress of his affec-
tions. Was it possible to bow, to tremble, and to adore, be-
fore the timid, yet playful little girl, who now asked Edward
to mend her pen, now to construe a stanza in Tasso, and now
how to sj)ell a very — very long word in her version of it? All
these incidents liave their fascination on the mind at a certain
period of life, but not when a youth is entering it, and rather
looking out for some object whose affection may dignify him
in liis own eyes than stooping to one Avho looks up to him for
siifh distinction. Hence, though there can be no rule in so
caiuicious a ])assion, early love is frequently ambitious in
choosing its ol)ject; or, which comes to the same, selects her
(as in the case of Saint Cecilia aforesaid) from a situation that
gives fair 8coj)0 for le beau ideal, wliich the reality of intimate
and familiar life rather tends to limit and inijiair. 1 know a
veiy a<'.(:oinplisluMl and sensiljle y(tung man cured of a violrnt
passion for a jjretty woiruin, whose talents were not e(iual to
her face and figure, by being permitted U) liear h<r conijiany
for a wliole afternoon. Thus, it is certain, that iiad I^^dward
enjoyed HUf'h an opportunity of conversing witli Miss Stul)bs,
Aunt l{,;u;licl's precaution would have bcscn mnicccssary, for lie
wo\dd as soon luive fallen in love with the dairy-maid. And
although Miss Bradwardine was a very different character, it
seems probable that the very intimacy of their intercourse pre-

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vented his feeling for lier other sentiments than those of a
brother for an iuuiable and accomplished sister; while the sen-
timents of poor Ivose were gradually, and without her being
conscious, assuming a shade of warmer aft'ection.

i ought to have said that Edward, when he sent to Dundee
for the books before mentioned, had applied for, and received
permission, extending his leave of absence. But the letter of
his commanding oflicer contained a friendly recommendation
to him not to spend his time exclusively with persons who,
estimable as they might be in a general sense, could not be
supposed well alfected to a government which they declined
to acknowledge by taking the oath of allegiance. The letter
further insinuated, though with great delicacy, that although
some family connexions might be supposed to render it neces-
sary for Captain Waverley to communicate with gentlemen who
were in this unpleasant state of suspicion, yet his father's situ-
ation and wishes ought to prevent his prolonging those atten-
tions into exclusive intimacy. And it was intimated, that, while
his political principles were endangered by communicating with
laymen of this description, he might also receive erroneous im-
pressions in religion from the prelatic clergy, who so perverse-
ly laboured to set up the royal prerogative in things sacred.

This last insinuation ])robably induced "Waverley to set both
down to tlie prejudices of his commanding officer. He was
sensible that Mr. Bradwardine had acted with the most scru-
pidous delicacy, in never entering upon any discussion that
had the most remote tendency to bias his mind in political
ojtinions, although he was himself not only a decided jmrtisan
of tlie exiled family, but had been trusted at different times
with important commissions for their sei-vice. Sensible, there-
fore, that there w^is no risk of his being perverted from his
allegiance, Edward felt as if he should do his uncle's old friend
injustice in removing from a house where he gave and received
pleasure and amusement, merely to gratify a prejudiced and
ill-judged suspicion. He therefore wrote a very general an-
swer, assuring his commanding officer that his loyalty was not
in the most distant danger of contamination, and continued an
honoured guest and inmate of the house of Tully-Veolan.

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CHAPTER XY.

A CREAOH, AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.

When Edward had been a guest at Tully-Veolan nearly six
weeks, he descried, one morning, as he took his usual walk
before the breakfast-hour, signs of uncommon perturbation in
the family. Four bare-legged dairy-maids, with each an
empty milk-pail in her hand, ran about with frantic gestures,
and uttering loud exclamations of surprise, grief, and resent-
ment. From their appearance, a pagan might have conceived
them a detachment of the celebrated Belides, just come from
their baling penance. As nothing Avas to be got from this dis-
tratited chorus, excepting "Lord guide us!" and "Eh, sirs!"
ejaculations which threw no light upon the cause of their dis-
may, Waverley repaired to the fore-court, as it was called,
whore he beheld Bailie Maowheelile cantering his white i)ony
down tlie avenue with all tlie speed it could muster. He had
arrived, it would seem, upon a hasty summons, and was fol-
lowed })y half a score of peasants from the village, who had
no gr»'at difficulty in keeping pace witli him.

Tlio Hailie, greatly too l)usy and too important to enter into
exjil.'uiations Avith Edward, suinmf)!ied forth Mr. Saiuidorson,
who iijjjteared with a countenance in whicli dismay was mingled
witli solemnity, and they immediately entered into close con-
ference. Davie Gellatley was also seen in tlic gioup, idle as
Diogenes at Sinope wliile his countrymen weni ])reparing for a
sicg*'. His S])irit3 always rose witli anytliing, good or bad,
wliich occrasioiHid tumult, and lie, continued frisking, hopping,
dancing, and singing the burden of an old ballad —

' Our (gear's n' },'aiiu,'

nntil, happening to j)aHS too near the Bailie, ho received uu
a<linonitory hint from his horsewhip, which converted his
songs into lamentation.

Passing from thence towards the garden, Waverley beheld

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the Baron in person, measuring and remeasuring, with swift
and tremendous strides, the length of the terrace; his counte-
nance clouded ^vith offended pride and indignation, and the
whole of his demeanour such as seemed to indicate, that any
inquiry concerning the cause of his discomposiue would give
pain at least, if not offence. Waverley therefore glided into
the house, without addressing him, and took his way to the
breakfast-parlour, where he found his young friend Rose, who,
though she neither exhibited the resentment of her father, the
turbid importance of Bailie Macwlieeble, nor the despair of
the handmaidens, seemed vexed and thoughtful. A single
word explained the mystery. " Your brealcfast will be a dis-
turbed one. Captain Waverley. A party of Caterans have
come down upon us last night, and have driven of£ all our
milch-cows."

•'A party of Caterans?"

" Yes ; roljbers from the neighbouring Highlands. We used
to be (piite free from them while we paid black-mail to Fergus
?.[iu.-Ivor Vich Ian Vohr; but my father thought it unworthy
of liis rank and birth to pay it any longer, and so this disaster
has happened. It is not the value of the cattle, Captain Wa-
verley, that vexes me ; but my father is so much hurt at the
affront, and is so bold and hot, that I fear he will try to re-
cover them by the strong hand; and if he is not hurt himself,
he will hurt some of these wild people, and then there will be
no peaee between them and us perhaps for our lifetime; and
we cannot defend ourselves as in old times, for the government
have taken all our arms; and my dear father is so rash — Oh,
what will l)ecoiue of us!" Here poor liose lost heart alto-
gether, and burst into a floud of tears.

The Baron entered at this moment, and rebuked her with
more a.sperity than Waverley had ever heard him use to any
one. " Wiw it not a shame," he said, " that she should exhibit
herself before any genth-man in such a light, as if she shed
tears for a drove of honied nolt and mil(;h-kine, like the
daughter of a Cheshire yeoman! — Captain Waverley, I must
request your favourable construction of her grief, Avhich may,
or ought to proceed, solely from seeing her father's estate ex-

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posed to spulzie and depredation from common thieves and
sornars, while we are not allowed to keep half a score of mus-
kets, whether for defence or rescue."

Bailie i\Iacwheeble entered immediately afterwards, and by
his report of arms and ammunition confirmed this statement,
informing the Baron, in a melancholy voice, that though the
people woidd certainly obey his honour's orders, yet there was
no chance of their following the gear to ony gnid purpose, in
respect there were only his honour's body servants who had
swords and pistols, and tlie depredators were twelve High-
landers, completely armed after the manner of their country.
Having delivered this doleful annunciation, he assumed a
posture of silent dejection, shaking his head slowly with the
motion of a pendulum when it is ceasing to vibrate, and then
remained stationary, his body stooping at a more acute angle
than usual, and the latter part of his person projecting in pro-
portion.

The Baron, meanwhile, paced the room in silent indignation,
and at length fixing his eye u])on an old portrait, wliose })er-
8on was clad in armour, and wliose features glared grinily out
of a huge bush of hair, part of which descended from liis head
to his shoulders, and part from his chin and upper-lip to his
breastplate: "Tluit g(?ntleman, Captain Waverley, my grand-
sire," lie said, *' with two hundred horse, Avlioni he levied
within his own bounds, discomfited and put to the rout nioi-e
than five hundred of these Highland reivers, who have beea
ever lapis offensionis et jietra scandnll, a stumljling-block and
a rock of offence, to the Lowland vicinage — he disf'omfited
them, I say, wlien they had the teTiiorily to descend to harry
this country, in the tinui of the fivil dissi-nsirtris, in thn year
of graee sixtec^n hundred forty and two. And now, sir, I, his
grandson, am thus used at such unworthy hands!"

Tfere, tliero was an awful ]»:uise; after wliidi ;ill the com-
pany, as is usual in o,as((S of difTienlty, began to give separate
and in.?onsistent counsel. Alexander ab Alexandro prr)j)osed
they should send some one to compound with the Caterans,
who would rearlily, he said, give np their prey for a dollar a
head. The Bailie opined that this transaction would amount

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to theft- boot, or coiuitubiLiou of felony; and he recommended
that some canni/ liand sliould be sent up to the glens to make
the best bargain he could, as it were for himself, so that the
Laird might not be seen in such a transaction. Edward pro-
posed to send off to the nearest garrison for a party of soldiers
and a magistrate's warrant; and Eose, as far as she dared,
endeavoured to insinuate the course of paying the arrears of
tribute money to Fergus IVIac-Ivor Vich Ian Vohr, who, they
all knew, coidd easily procure restoration of the cattle, if he
were properly propitiated.

]N^oneof these proposals met the Baron's approbation. The
idea of composition, direct or implied, was absolutely igno-
minious ; that of AVaverley only showed that he did not under-
stand the state of the comitry, and of the political parties
which divided it; and, standing matters as they did with
Fergus Mac-Ivor Vich Ian Vohr, the Baron would make no
concession to him, were it, he said, "to procure restitution in
interirunioi every stirk and stot that the chief, his forefathers,
and his clan, had stolen shice the days of INIalcohn Canmore "

In fact, his voice was still for war, and he proposed to send
expresses to Balmawhapple, Killancureit, Tulliellum, and
other lairds, Avho were exjjosed to similar depredations, invit-
ing them to join in the pursuit; "and then, sir, shall these
nehulones 7ie'/uissimi, as Leslaeus calls them, be brought to the
fate of their predecessor Cacus,

■ Elisos oculos, et siccum sanguine guttur.' "

The Bailie, who by no means relished these warlike coun-
sels, here pulled forth an immense watch, of the colour, and
nearly of the size, of a pewter warming-pan, and observed it
was now past noon, and that the Caterans had been seen ia
the pass of Ballybrough soon after sunrise; so that, before
the allied forces could assemljle, they and their prey would be
far beyond the reach of the most active pursuit, and sheltered
in those pathless deserts, where it was neither advisable to
follow, nor indeed possible to trace them.

This pro])Osition was undeniable. The council therefore
broke up without coming to any conclusion, as has occurred

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to councils of more importance j only it "was determined that
the Bailie should send his own three milch-cows down to the
mains for the use of the Baron's family, and brew small ale,
as a substitute for milk, in his own. To this arrangement,
which was suggested by Saunderson, the Bailie readily as-
sented, both from habitual deference to the family, and aa
internal consciousness that his coui-tesy would, in some mode or
other, be repaid tenfold.

The Baron having also retired to give some necessary direc-
tions, AVaverley seized the opportunity to ask, whether this
Fergus, with the unjuonounceable name, was the chief thief-
taker of the district?

"Thief -taker!" ansAvered Rose, laughing; "he is a gentle-
man of great honour and consequence, the chieftain of an in-
dependent branch of a powerful Highland clan, and is much
respected, both for his own power and that of his kith, kin,
and allies."

" And what has he to do with the thieves, then? Is he a magf-
istrate, or in the commission of the ])eace?" asked Waverley.

"The commission of war rather, if there be such a thing,"
said liose ; " for he is a very unquiet neighbour to his un-
friends, and keeps a ^ve^it^v following on foot than many that
have thrice his estate. As to his connection with tlic tliieves,
that T cannot well exj)lain ; but the boldest of them will never
fiteal a hoof firtm any one that pays black-mail to Vich Ian
Vohr."

" And what is black-mail?"

" A sort of protection -monfty that Low-country gentlemen
anr] heritors, lying near tlie PFighlands, pay U^ sonie Highland
cliief, that he may neither do them liarm himseLf, nor suffer it
to bo done to them by others; and then if your cattle are
Btolen, yo\i have only to send him word, and he will recover
them ; or it may be, he will drive away cows from some distant
pla/'-e, where he has a quarrel, and give them to you to make
up your loss." '

" And is this sort of Highland Jonathan Wild admitted into
society, and called a gentleman?"

« 8cc Black-mail. Note 13.

134 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

"So much so," said Kose, "that the quarrel between my
father and Fergus Mac-Ivor began at a county meeting, wliere
he wanted to talce precedence of all the Lowland gentlemen
then present, only my father would not suffer it. And then
he upbraided my father that he was under his banner, and
paid him tribute j and my father was in a towering passion, for
Bailie IMacwheeble, who manages such things his own way,
had contri\'ed to keep this black-mail a secret from him, and
passed it ia his account for cess-money. And they would
have fought; but Fergus Mac-Ivor said, very gallantly, he
would never raise his hand against a grey head that was so
much respected as my father's. — Oh, I wish, I wish they had
continued friends!"

" And did you ever see this Mr. Mac-Ivor, if that be his
name. Miss Bradwardine?"

" No, that is not his name ; and he would consider 'master
as a sort of affront, only that you are an Englishman, and
know no better. But the Lowlanders call him, like other gen-
tlemen, by the name of his estate, Glenuaquoich ; and the
Highlanders call him Vich Ian Vohr, that is, the son of John
the Great; and we upon the braes here call him by both names
indifferently."

" I am afraid I shall never bring my English tongue to call
hiju by either one or other."

" But he is a very polite, handsome man," continued Rose;
"and his sister Flora is one of the most beautiful and accom-
plished young ladies in this country ; she was bred in a con-
vent in France, and was a great friend of mine before this
unhappy dispute. Dear Captain Waverley, try your influence
with my father to make matters up. I am sure this is but the
beginning of our troubles ; for Tully-Veolan has never been a
safe or quiet residence when we have been at feud with the
Highlanders. When I was a girl about ten, there was a skir-
mish fought l)etween a party of twenty of them and my father
and his servants behind the mains ; and the bullets broke sev-
eral panes in the north windows, they were so near. Three of
the Highlanders were killed, and they brought them in
wrapped in their plaids, and laid them on the stone floor of

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the hall ; and next morning, their wives and daughters canie,
clappiug their hands, and crying the coronach, and shriekmg,
and carried away the dead bodies, with the pipes playing be-
fore them. I could not sleep for six weeks without starting
and thinking I heard these terrible cries, and saw the bodies
lying on the steps, all stiff and swathed up in their bloody
tartans. But since that time there came a party from the
garrison at Stirling, with a warrant from the Lord Justice
Clerk, or some such great man, and took away all our arms;
and now, how are we to protect ourselves if they come down
in any strength?"

Waverley could not help starting at a story which bore so
much resemblance to one of his own day-di-eams. Here was a
girl scarce seventeen, the gentlest of her sex, both in temper
and appearance, who had witnessed with her own eyes such
a scene as he had used to conjure up in his imagination as
only occurring in ancient times, and spoke of it coolly, as one
very likely to recur. lie felt at once the impulse of curiosity,
and that slight sense of danger which only serves to heighten
its inteiest. He might liave said with Malvolio, "'I do not
now fool myself, to let imaguiation jade me!' 1 am actually
in the land of military and romantic adventures, and it oidy
remains to bo seen what will be iny own share in tlicni."

The whole circumstances now detailed concernijig the state
of the country seemed ecpially novel and extraordinary. Ho
had indeed often heard of Highland thieves, but had no idea
of the systematic mode in which their d(^predations Avere con-
ductf^l; and that the ]>rju'.tif'e was connived at, and wen en-
couraged, by many of the Highland chieftains, wlio not only
foiunl the cicaghs, or forays, useful for the ]mrpos(* of train-
ing individuals of their clan to the practice of arms, but also
of maintaining a wholesome terror among their Lowland neigh-
bours, and levying, as we have seen, a tribute from them, under
colour of ])rot/ection-money.

r>ailie Ma(!wheel>lp, who soon afterwards entered, expatiated
still more at length u])on the same t(jpic. This honest gentle-
man's conversation was so formed upon liis professional prac-
tice, that Davie Gellatley once said liis discourse was like a

^^^ WAVERLEY NOVELS.

"charge of horning." He assured our hero, that "from the
nuiist ancient times of record, the lawless thieves, limmers,
and broken men of the Highlands, had been in fellowship to-
getlier by reason of their surnames, for the committing of
divers thefts, reifs, and herships upon the honest men of the
Low Country, when they not only intromitted with their whole
goods and gear, corn, cattle, horse, nolt, sheep, outsight and
insight plenishing, at their wicked jjleasure, but moreover
made prisoners, ransomed them, or concussed them into giving
borrows (pledges) to enter into captivity again; — all which
was directly prohibited in divers parts of the Statute Book,
both by the act one thousand five hundred and sixty-seven,
and various others; the whilk statutes, with all that had fol-
lowed and might follow thereupon, were shamefully broken
and ■s'ilipended by the said sornars, limmers, and broken men,
associated into fellowships, for the aforesaid purposes of theft,
Btouthreif, fire-raising, murther, raj)tus inulierum, or forcible
abduction of women, and such like as aforesaid."

It seemed like a dream to Waverley that these deeds of vio-
lence should 1)6 familiar to men's minds, and currently talked
of as falling within the common order of things, and happen-
ing daily in the immediate vicinity, without his having crossed
tlie seas, and while he was yot the otherwise well-ordered
island of Great Britain,

CHAPTER XVI.

AN UNEXPECTED ALLY APPEARS.

The Baron returned at the dinner-hour, and had in a great
measure recovered his composure and good-humour. He not
only confirmed the stories which Edward had heard from Rose
and Bailie Macwheeble, but added many anecdotes from his
own experience, concerning the state of the Highlands and
their inhabitants. The chiefs he pronounced to be, in gen-
eral, gentlemen of great honour and high pedigree, whose word
was accounted as a law by all those of their own sept, or clan.

WAVERLEY. 137

" It did not indeed, " he said, *" become them, as had occurred
in late instances, to propone their prosapla, a lineage which
rested for the most part on the vain and fond rhymes of their
seanuachies or bhairds, as Eequiponderate Avith the evidence of
ancient charters and royal grants of antiquity, conferred upon
distinguished houses in the Low Country by divers Scottish
monarchs; ne v^ertheless, such was their outrecuidance and pre-
sumption, as to undervalue those who possessed such evidents,
as L£ they held their lands in a sheep's skin."

This, by the way, pretty well explained the cause of quar-
rel between the Baron and his Highland ally. But he went
on to state so many curious particulars concerning the manners,
customs, and habits of this patriarchal race that Edward's
curiosity became highly interested, and he inquired whether
it was possible to make with safety an excursion into the
neiglilx)uring Highlands, whose dusky barrier of mountains
had already excited his wish to penetrate beyond them. The
Baron assured his guest that nothing wovdd be more easy,
providing this quarrel were first made up, since he C(.)idd him-
self givo him letters to many of the distinguished chiefs, who
would receive him with the utmost courtesy and hos].)itality.

"While they were on this topic, tlie door suddenly opened,
and, ushered hy Saunders Saundersoii, a Iligldaiuler, fully
armed an<l equipped, entered tlie apartment. Had it not
been that Saunders acted the ])art of master of the ceremonies
to this martial apparition, Avitliout api)earing to deviate from
his usual composure, and that neitlier Mr. Bradwardino nor
Rose f!xliil)ited any emotion, Edward would certainly have
thoiiglit tlio intrusion liostile. As it wiis, ho started at the
siglit f)f wliat lie liad not yet liapi)ened to see a mountaineer,
in Ilia full national costume. The individual Gael was a
stout, daik, young man, of low stature, tlio ample folds of
whoso ]»laid added to the ai)pearaneo of strength which his
person exhibited. The short kilt, or ]»etticoat, showed his
sinewy and clean-mado limbs; the goatskin pvuse, flanked by
the usual defences, a dirk and steel-wrought pistol, hung be-
fore him; his l)onnet had a short feather, which indicated his
claim to be treated as a duinh^-wassel, or sort of gentleman;

138 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

a broadsword dangled by his side, a target hung upon his
shoulder, and a long Spanish fowling-piece occupied one of
his hands. "With the other hand he pulled oii his bonnet,
and the Baron, who well knew their customs, and the proper
mode of ciddressing them, immediately said, with an air of
dignity, but without rising, and much, as Edward thought,
in the manner of a prince receiving an embassy, " Welcome,
Evan Dhu Maccombich; what news from Fergus Mac-Ivor
^'ich Ian Vohr?"

" Fergus Mae-Ivor Vich Ian Vohr," said the ambassador, in
good English, "greets you well, Baron of Bradwardine and
Tidly-Veolan, and is sorry there has been a thick cloud inter-
posed between you and him, which has kept you from seeing
and considering the friendship and alliances that have been
between your houses and forebears of old; and he prays you
that the cloud may pass away, and that things may be as they
have been heretofore between the clan Ivor and the house of
Bradwardine, when there was an egg between them for a flint
and a knife for a sword. And he expects you will also say,
you are sorry for the cloud, and no man shall hereafter ask
whether it descended from the hill to the valley, or rose from
the valley to the hill ; for they never struck with the scab-
bard who did not receive with the sword, and woe to him who
would lose his friend for the stormy cloud of a spring morning."

To tliis the Baron of Bradwardine answered with suitable
dignity, that he knew the chief of clan Ivor to be a well-
wisher to the Kinrj, and he was sorry there should have been
a cloud betw'een him and any gentleman of such sound prin-
ciples, " for when folks are banding together, feeble is he who
hath no brother."

This ap])earing perfectly satisfactory, that the peace be-
tween these august persons might be duly solemnised, the
Baron ordered a stoup of usquebaugh, and, iilling a glass,
drank to the health and prosperity of Mae-Ivor of Glenna-
quoich ; upon which the Celtic ambassador, to requite his jK)-
liteness, turned down a mighty bumjjer of the same generous
liquor, seasoned with his good wishes to the house of Brad-
wardine.

WAVERLEY. 139

Having thus ratified the preliminaries of the general treaty
of pacification, the envoy retired to adjust with Mr. Mac-
wheeble some subordinate articles with which it was not
thought necessary to trouble the Baron. These probably re-
ferred to the discontinuance of the subsidy, and apparently
the Bailie found means to satisfy their ally, without suffering
his master to suppose that his dignity was compromised. At
least, it is certain, that after the plenipotentiaries had drunk
a bottle of brandy in single drams, which seemed to have no
more effect upon such seasoned vessels than if it had been
poured upon the two bears at the top of the avenue, Evan Dhu
Maccombich having possessed himself of all the information
which he could jirocure respecting the robbery of the preced-
ing night, declared his intention to set off immediately in pur-
suit of the cattle, which he pronounced to be " no that far off;
they have broken the bone," he observed, "but they have had
no time t(i suck the marrow."

Our hero, who had attended Evan Dhu during his perquisi-
tions, was much struck with the ingenuity which he displayed
in collecting information, and tlie precise and pointed conclu-
sions which he drew from it. Evan Dhu, on his part, was
obviously flattered witli the attention of Waverley, the inter-
est he seemed to take in his incjuiries, and liis curiosity about
the customs and scenery of tlie Highlands. "Without mucli
cen'iiiony he invited Edward to accompany him on a short
walk of ten or fifteen miles into the mountains, and see the
plac;e where the cattle were conveyed to; adding, " If it bo as
I suppose, you never saw such a ])lace in your life, nor ever
will, unless you go with mo or the like f)f me."

(>urh(;ro, ffeling liis curi(jsity consideral)ly exciti^d l)y the
idea of visiting the den of a Highland Cacus, took, however,
the j)recaution to inquire if his guide might be trusted. He
was assured that the invitation would f)n no ac(rount have been
given had there been the least dajiger, and that all ho had to
apprehend was a little fatigue; and, a.s Evan proposed he
should ]>ass a day at his f^hieftain's house in returning, where
he would be sure of good accommodation and an excellent
welcome, there seemed nothing very formidable in the task he

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undertook. Rose, indeed, tiirued pale when she heard of it;
but her father, Avho loved the spirited curiosity of his young
frit'ud, did not attempt to damp it by an alarm of danger
which really did not exist, and a knapsack, with a few neces-
saries, being bound on the shoulders of a sort of deputy game-
keei)er, our hero set forth with a fowling-piece in his hand,
accompanied by his new friend Evan Dhu, and followed by
the gamekeeper aforesaid, and by two wild Highlanders, the
attendants of Evan, one of whom had upon his shoulder a
hatchet at the end of a pole, called a Lochaber-axe, ' and the
other a long ducking-gun. Evan, upon Edward's inquiry,
gave liim to understand that this martial escort was by no
means necessary as a guard, but merely, as he said, drawing
up and adjusting his plaid with an air of dignity, that he
might appear decently at Tully-Veolan, and as Vich Ian
Vohr's foster-brother ought to do. "Ah!" said he, "if you
Saxon duinhe-wassel (English gentleman) saw but the Chief
with his tail on!"

*' With his tail on?" echoed Edward in some surprise.

" Yes — that is, with all his usual followers, when he visits
those of the same rank. There is," he continued, stopping
and drawing himself proudly up, while he counted upon his
fingers the several officers of his chief's retinue; "there is his
handiman, or right-hand man ; then his hard, or poet; then
his hladler, or orator, to make harangues to the great folks
whom he visits; then his giUy-more, or armour-bearer, to
cany his sword, and target, and his gun; then his gUly
casji'iiich, who canies him on his back through the sikes and
brooks; tlicu his (jilly-mmstrian, to lead his horse by the
bridle in steep and difficult paths ; then his (jUly-trvshharvish,
to carry his knapsack; and the piper and the piper's man,
and it may be a dozen young lads beside, that have no busi-
ness, but are just lx)ys of the belt, to follow the Laird and do
his honour's bidding."

" And does your Chief regidarly maintain all these men?**
demanded Waverley.

"All these?" replied Evan; "ay, and many a fair head
» See Lochaber-axe. Note 14.

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beside, that T/ould not ken where to lay itself, but for the
mickle barn at Glennaquoich."

With similar tales of the grandeur of the Chief in peace
and war, Evan Dhu beguiled the way till they approached
more closely those huge mountains which Edward had hitherto
only seen at a distance. It was towards evening as they en-
tered one of the tremendous passes which afford communica-
tion between the high and low country; the path, which Avas
extremely steep and rugged, winded up a chasm between two
tremendous rocks, following the passage which a foaming
stream, that brawled far below, appeared to have worn for
itself in the course of ages. A few slanting beams of the
sun, Avhich wiis now setting, reached the water in its dark-
some bed, and showed it partially, chafed by a hundred rocks
and l>roken by a hundred falls. The descent from the path
to the stream Avas a mere i)recipice, with here and there a
projecting fragment of granite, or a scathed tree, which had
warped its twisted roots into the fissures of the rock. On
the riglit hand, the mountain rose above the path with almost
equal iii;u;c<'ssibility ; l>ut tlie liill on the opposite side dis-
played a shroud of copsewood, witlx which some pines were
intenuiiigled.

"Tins," said Evan, '* is the pass of I'.ally-Jirougli, whi(^h
was kept in former times by ten of the clan Donnochie against
a liundred of the Low Country carles. 'J'lie graves of th(^ slain
are still to be seen in that little corrie, or b(jttom, on the op-
posite side of the burn ; if your eyes are good, you may see
the green specks among the heatlier. See, there is an earn,
wliieli you Southrons call an eagle. You liave no such birds
as tliat in England, lie in going to fetch his supiter from the
Laird of IJradwardine's braes, but I'll send a slug after liim."

He iired his piece a<'.cordingly, but missed the Bui)erb mon-
arcli of the feathered tril)es, who, without noticing the attejupt
to ainioy liini, cf)ntinued his majcHtic Hight to the southward.
A thousand birds of })rey, hawks, kites, carrion-crows, and
ravens, disturbed from the lodgings which they liad just taken
up for the evening, rose at the rejxji-t of the gun, and min-
gled their hoarse and discordant notes with the echoes which

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replied to it, and with the roar of the mountain cataracts.
Evan, a little disconcerted at having missed his mark, when
he meant to have displayed peculiar dexterity, covered his
confusion by whistling part of a pibroch as he reloaded his
piece, and proceeded in silence up the pass.

It issued in a narrow glen, between two mountains, both
very lofty and covered with heath. The brook continued to
be their companion, and they advanced up its mazes, crossing
them now and then, on which occasions Evan Dhu uniformly
oifered the assistance of his attendants to carry over Edward;
but our hero, who had been always a tolerable pedestrian,
declined the accommodation, and obviously rose in his guide's
opinion, by showing that he did not fear wetting his feet.
Indeed he was anxious, so far as he could without affectation,
to remove the opinion which Evan seemed to entertain of the
effeminacy of the Lowlanders, and particularly of the English.

Through the gorge of this glen they found access to a black
bog, of tremendous extent, full of large pit-holes, which they
traversed with great difficulty and some danger, by tracks
which no one but a Highlander could have followed. The
path itself, or rather the portion of more solid ground on
which the travellers half walked, half waded, was rough,
broken, and in many places quaggy and unsound. Sometimes
the ground was so completely unsafe that it was necessary to
spring from one hillock to another, the space between being
incapable of bearing the human weight. This was an easy
matter to the Highlanders, who wore thin-soled brogues fit
for the pui-pose, and moved with a peculiar springing step;
but Edward began to find the exercise, to which he was unac-
customed, more fatiguing than he expected. The lingering
twilight served to show them through this Serbonian bog, but
deserted them almost totally at the bottom of a steep and very
stony hill, which it was the travellers' next toilsome task to
ascend. The night, however, was pleasant, and not dark;
and Waverley, calling up mental energy to support personal
fatigue, held on his march gallantly, though envying in his
heart his Highland attendants, who continued, without a
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rather trot, ■which, according to his computacion, had already
brought them tifteen miles upon their journey.

After crossing this mountain and descending on the other
side towards a thick wood, Evan Dhu held some conference
■with his Highland attendants, in consequence of which Ed-
ward's baggage was shifted from the shoulders of the game-
keeper to those of one of the gillies, and the former was sent
off with the other mountaineer in a direction different from
that of the three remaining travellers. On asking the mean-
ing of this separation, Waverley was told that the Lowlander
must go to a hamlet aljout three miles off for the night; for
unless it was some very particular friend, Donald Bean Lean,
the worthy person whom they supposed to be possessed of the
cattle, did not much approve of strangers approaching his re-
treat. This seemed reasonable, and silenced a qualm of sus-
picion which came across Edward's mind when he saw him-
self, at such a place and such an hour, deprived of his only
Lowland companion. And Ev;m immediately afterwards
added, " that indeed he himself had better get forward, and
announce their approach to Donald Bean Lean, as the arrival
of a s'ulv'r rmj (red soldier) ' might otherwise be a disagree-
able surjirise." And without waiting for an answer, in jockey
phiase, lie trotted (mt, and putting himself to a very round
pa(!e, was out of sight in an instant.

^\^averley was now left to his own meditations, for his at-
tendant with tlie battle-axe sjjoke very little English. They
wer^ traversing a thick, and, as it seemed, an endless wood
of ])ines, and consequently the i)ath was altogether indis(!ern-
iblo in the murky darkness wliich surrounded them. The
Highlander, however, seemed to trace it by instinct, without
the hesitation of a moment, and Edward followed his foot-
steps as eloHO as he could.

After journeying a consideral)lo tinm in silence, he could
not lielp asking, " VV^as it far to the end of their journey?"

"Taw)ve wa.s tree, four mile; but as duinhc^-wassel was a

"wee taiglit, Donald could, tat is, might — would — should send

ta curragh."

» 8eo Sidicr Roy. Note 16.
7 Vol. 1

144 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

This conveyed no information. The curragh which was
promised might be a man, a horse, a cart, or chaise ; and no
more could be got from the man with the battle-axe but a
repetition of " Aich ay ! ta curragh. "

But in a short time Edward began to conceive his meaning,
when, issuing from the wood, he found himself on the banks
of a large river or lake, where his conductor gave him to un-
derstand they must sit down for a little while. The moon,
which now began to rise, showed obscurely the expanse of
water which spread before them, and the shapeless and indis-
tinct forms of mountains with which it seemed to be surrounded.
The cool and yet mild air of the summer night refreshed Wa-
verley after his rapid and toilsome walk; and the perfume
which it wafted from the birch trees, ' bathed in the evening
dew, was exquisitely fragrant.

He had now time to give himself up to the full romance of
his situation. Here he sate on the banks of aii unknown lake,
imder the guidance of a wild native, Avhose language was un-
known to him, on a visit to the den of some renowned outlaw,
a second Robin Hood, perhaps, or Adam o' Gordon, and that
at dee}) midnight, through scenes of difficulty and toil, sepa-
rated from Ids attendant, left by his guide. What a variety
of incidents for the exercise of a romantic imagination, and
all enhanced by the solemn feeling of uncertainty, at least, if
not of danger! The only circumstance which assorted ill with
the restwa.s the cause of his journey — the Baron's milk-cows!
this degrading incident he kept in the background.

^^'hile wrapt in these dreams of imagination, his companion
gently touched him, and, pointing in a direction nearly straight
across the lake, said, " Yon's ta cove." A small point of light
was seen to twinkle in the direction in which he pointed, and,
gradually increasing in size and lustre, seemed to flicker like
a meteor uj^on the verge of the horizon. WhUe Edward
watched this phenomenon, the distant dash of oars was heard.
The measured sound approached near and more near, and

> It is not the weeping birch, the most common species in the High-
lands, but the woolly-leaved Lowland birch, that is distinguished by this
fragrance.

"The liumii .

drank lu IIm- licullli (iiid piosprrity ui'
Muc-lvor."

Waverley, Chap, xvl., p. 138.

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presently a loud -whistle was heard in the same direction,
liis fi-iend with the battle-axe immediately whistled clear
and shrill, in reply to the signal, and a boat, manned with
four or five Highlanders, pushed for a little inlet, near Avhich
Edward was sitting. He advanced to meet them with his
attendant, was immediately assisted into the boat by the
officious attention of two stout mountaineers, and had no
sooner seated himself than they resumed their oars, and began
to row across the lake with great rapidity.

CHAPTER XVII.

THE HOLD OF A HIGHLAXD ROBBER.

The party preserved silence, interrupted only by the mo-
notonous and murmured chant of a Gaelic song, sung in a
kind of low recitative by the steersman, and by the dash of
the oars, which the notes seemed to regulate, as they dipped
to thexa in cadence. The light, which they now approached
more nearly, assumed a broader, redder, and more irregular
splendour. It appeared plainly to be a largo fire, but whether
kindled uj>on an island or the mainland Edward could not
detennine. As he saw it, the red glaring orb seemed to rest
on the very surface of the lake itself, and resembled the fiery
vehicle in wliich the Evil Genius of an Oriental talo traverses
land and sea. They approached nearer, and the light of the
fire Hulficfid to show that it was kindled at the bottom of a
huge dark crag or rock, rising abru])tly from the very edge of
the water; its front, changed by the reflection U) dusky red,
foruKsd a strange and even awfid contrast to the banks around,
whi(ih were from time to time faintly and i>artially illuminated
by pallid moonlight.

The lK)at now neared the shore, and Edward could discover
that this large fire, ani|)ly supplied with branches of ]»ine-
"wood by two figures, who, in the red reflection of its light,
ap])eared I'ke demons, was kindled in the jaws of a lofty cav-

146 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

ern, into which an inlet from the lake seemed to advance ; and
he conjectured, which was indeed true, that the tire had
been lighted as a beacon to the boatmen on their return.
They rowed right for the mouth of the cave, and then* ship-
ping their oars, permitted the boat to enter in obedience to
the impulse which it had received. The skiff passed the lit-
tle point or platform of vock on which the tii-e was blazuig,
and running about two ' jats' lengths farther, stopped where
the cavern (for it was already arched overhead) ascended from
the water by five or six broad ledges of rock, so easy and
regular that they might be termed natural steps. At this mo-
ment a quantity of water was suddenly flung upon the fire,
which sunk with a hissing noise, and with it disappeared the
light it had hitherto afforded. Four or five active arms lifted
Waverley out of the boat, placed him on his feet, and almost
carried him into the recesses of the cave. He made a few
paces in darkness, guided in this manner; and advancing
towards a hum of voices, which seemed to sound from the
centre of the rock, at an acute turn Donald Bean Lean and
his whole establishment were before his eyes.

The interior of the cave, which here rose very high, was
illuminated by torches made of pine-tree, which emitted a
briglit and bickermg light, attended by a strong though not
unpleasant odour. Their light was assisted by the red glare
of a large charcoal fire, round which were seated five or
six armed Highlanders, while others were indistinctly seen
couched on their plaids in the more remote recesses of the
cavern. In one large aperture, which the robber facetiously
called his spence (or pantry), there hung by the heels the car-
casses of a sheep, or ewe, and two cows lately slaughtered.
The principal inhabitant of this singular mansion, attended
by Evan I)hu as master of the ceremonies, came forward to
meet his guest, totally different in appearance and manner
from Avhat his imagination had anticipated. The profession
which he followed, the wilderness in which he dwelt, the wild
wanior forms that surrounded him, were all calculated to in-
spire terror. From such accompaniments, Waverley prepared
himself to meet a stern, gigantic, ferocious figure such as Sal-

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vator -would have chosen to be the central object of a group of
banditti. '

Donald Bean Lean was the very reverse of all these. He
was thin in person and low in stature, with light saudy-col-
oured hair, and small pale features, from which he derived
his agnomen of Bean or white ; and although his form was
light, well proportioned, and active, he appeared, on the
whole, rather a diminutive and insignificant figure. He had
served in some inferior capacity in the French army, and in
order to receive his English visitor in great form, and prob-
ably meaning, in his way, to pay him a compliment, he had
laid aside the Highland dress for the time, to put on an old
blue and red \iniform and a feathered hat, in which he was
far from showing to advantage, and indeed looked so incon-
gruous, compared with all around him, that Waverley would
have been tempted to laugh, had laughter been either ci^al or
safe. The robber received Captain Waverley with a profu-
sion of Freiich politeness and Scottish hospitality, seemed
perfectly to know his name and connexions, and to be par-
ticularly acquainted with his uncle's political principles. On
these he Ijestowed gi-eat api)lause, to which Waverley judged
it prudent to make a very general reply.

P.ciiig placed at a convenient distance from the cliarcoal
fire, th(i lieat of whicli tlie season rendered opi)ressive, a
strapping Highland damsel placed before Waverley, Evan,
ami Donald Bean thrc^e cogues, or wooden vessels composed
of staves and hoops, containing e.anaruich,^ a sort of sti'ong
soup, made out of a paHicnlar ])art of the inside of the beeves.
Aftc^r this refreshment, which, though coarse, fatigue and
hunger rendered ])alat:il)le, steaks, roiistod on the coals, were
supplied in liberal ;i,i an i dance, and disayjpeared before Evan
3)liu and their liost with a ])i'oniptitudc that seemed like
m;igi('., and astxininhcd Waverley, who was much ])uz/,led to
reconcile their vorfwuty with what he had heard of tlui ab-
atcMniousness of the Highlanders. He was ignorant that thia
abstinence was with the lower ranks wholly compulsory, and

» Ree Rob Roy. Note 10.

• This WU.S the regale presented hy Rob Roy to the Lairfl of Tullibody.

148 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

that, like some animals of prey, those who practise it were
usually gifted with the power of indemnifying themselves to
good purpose when chance threw plenty in their way. The
whisky came forth in abundance to crown the cheer. The
Highlanders di-ank it copiously and undiluted; but Edward,
having mixed a little with water, did not find it so palatable
as to invite him to repeat the draught. Their host l^ewailed
himself exceedingly that he could offer him no wine : " Had he
but kno\vn four-and-twenty hours before, he would have had
some, had it been within the circle of forty miles round him.
But no gentleman could do more to show his sense of the
honour of a visit from another than to offer him the best cheer
his house afforded. Where there are no bushes there can be
no nuts, and the way of those you live with is that you must
follow."

He went on regretting to Evan Dhu the death of an aged
man, Donnacha an Amrigh, or Duncan with the Cap, " a
gifted seer, " who foretold, through the second sight, visitors
of every description who haunted their dwelling, whether as
friends or foes.

" Is not his son Malcolm talshatr (a second-sighted person) ?"
asked Evan.

" Nothing equal to his father, " replied Donald Bean. '' He
told us the other day, we were to see a great gentleman riding
on a horse, and there came nobody that whole day but Shemua
Beg, the blind harper, with his dog. Another time he adver-
tised us of a wedding, and behold it proved a funeral; and on
the creagh, when he foretold to us we should bring home a
hundred head of horned cattle, we gripped nothing but a fat
bailie of Perth."

From this discourse he passed to the political and military
state of the country; and Waverley was astonished, and even
alarmed, to find a person of this description so accurately ac-
quainted with the strength of the various garrisons and regi-
ments quartered north of the Tay. He even mentioned tne
exact number of recruits who had joined "Waverley s troop
from his unfle's estate, and observed they were pretti; men,
meaning, not handsome, but stout warlike fellows. He put

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Waverley in mind of one or two minute circumstances which
had happened at a general review of the regiment, which sat-
isfied him that the robber liad been an eyewitness of it; and
Evan Dhu having by this time retii-ed from the conversation,
and wrapped himself up in his plaid to take some repose,
Donald asked Edward, in a very significant manner, whether
he had nothing particular to say to him.

"Waverley, surprised and somewhat startled at this question
from such a character, answered, he had no motive in visiting
him but curiosity to see his extraordinary place of residence.
Donald Bean Lean looked him steadily in the face for an in-
stant, and then said, with a significant nod, " You might as
well have confided in me ; I am as much worthy of trust as
either the Baron of Bradwardine or Vich Ian Vohr. But you
are equally welcome to my house."

Waverley felt an involuntary shudder creep over him at the
mystei-ious language held by this outlawed and lawless bandit,
whicli, in despite of his attempts to master it, deprived him
of the power tt) ask the meaning of his insinuations. A heath
pallet, with the flowers stuck uppermost, had been prepared
for him in a recess of the cave, and here, covered with such
spart! ])laids as could 1)0 musttned, he lay for some time Avatch-
ing tlw! motions of the other i!ilial)itants of the cavern. Small
partif's of two or three entered or left tlio place, witliout any
other cfieniony than a few words in Gaelic to the principal
outlaw, and, when he fell asleep, to a tall IligldaiuU'r who
acted ;is his lieutenant, and seemed to keep watch during his
repose. Those who entei-ed seemed to have returned from some
excursifjn, of which they re])orted the success, and went with-
out farther ceremony to the larder, where, cutting witli their
dirks their rations from tlie carcasses which were there sus-
pended, they proceeded to l)roil and eat them at their own
pleasure and leisure. The lifjuor wa,s under strict reguhition,
being starved out eitlier by l>oiiald himself, his liiMitenant, or
the stiajiping Highland girl aforesaid, who was the only fe-
male that appeared. The allowance of whisky, however, would
have appeared prodigal to any btit Highlanders, who, living
entirely in the open air and in a very moist climate, can con-

150 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Biune great quantities of ardent spirits without the usual
baneful effects either upon the brain or constitution.

At length the iiuctuating groups began to swim before the
eyes of our hero as they gradually closed; nor did he reopen
them till the morning sun was higli on the lake without,
though there was but a faint and glimmering twilight in the
recesses of Uaimh an Ki, or the King's Cavern, as the abode
of Donald Bean Lean was proudly denominated.

CHAPTER XVIII.

WAVEKLET PROCEEDS ON HIS JOUKNET.

When Edward had collected his scattered recollection, he
was surprised to observe the cavern totally deserted. Having
ai'isen and put his diess in some order, he looked more accu-
rately rouud him; but all was still solitary. If it had not
been for the decayed brands of the fii-e, now sunk into grey
ashes, and the remnants of the festival, consisting of bones
half burnt and half gnawed, and an empty keg or two, there
remained no traces of Donald and his band. "When Waverley
sallied forth to the entrance of the cave, he perceived that
the jjoint of rock, on which remained the marks of last night's
beacon, was accessible by a small path, either natural or
roughly hf'wn iii the rock, along the little inlet of water
whicli ran a few yards up into the cavern, where, as in a
wet-dock, the skiff which brought him there the night before
was stiU lying moored. When he reached the small project-
ing platform on which the Ijeacon had been estaljlished, he
would liave Ijelieved his farther progress by land impossible,
only that it was scarce probable but what the inhabitants of
the cavern had some mode of issuing from it otherwise than
by the lake. Accordingly, he soon observed three or four
shelving steps, or ledges of rocks, at the very extremity of
the little platform; and, making iise of them as a staircase,
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of the crag on which the cayern opened, and, descending with
some dithculty on the other side, he gained the wild and pre-
cipitous shores of a Highland loch, about four miles in length
and a mile and a half across, surrounded by heathy and sav-
age mountains, on the crests of which the morning mist was
still sleeping.

Looking back to the place from which he came, he could
not help admiring the address which had adopted a retreat of
such seclusion and secrecy. The rock, round the shoulder of
which he had turned by a few imperceptible notches, that
barely afforded place for the foot, seemed, in looking back
upon it, a huge precipice, which barred all farther passage by
the sh(jres of the lake in that direction. There could be no
possibility, the breadth of the lake considered, of descrying
the entrance of the narrow and low-browed cave from the
other side; so that, unless the retreat had been sought for
with lx)ats, or disclosed by treachery, it might be a safe and
secret residence to its garrison as long as they were supplied
with provisions. Having satisfied his curiosity in these par-
ticulars, Waverley looked around for Evan Dhu and his at-
tendant, who, he rightly judged, would be at no great dis-
taiK-e, whatever niiglit liav(i l)e('()me of Donald Bean Lean and
his i)arty, wliose mode of life was, of course, lial)le to sudiitMi
migrations of abode. Accordingly, at the distance of about
half a mile, he beheld a Highlander (Evan apparently) angling
in th«' lake, with another attending him, whom, from tlie
weapon whicli he shouldered, he recognised for his friend
with tluj battle-axe.

iMucdi nearer to the mouth of the cave he heard the notes
of a lively Gaelic song, guided by wliidi, in a sunny recess,
8lia<le(I by a glittering birch tree, and carpeted with a bank of
firm white sand, lie found the damsel of the ('jivern, wliose lay
liiid already reached him, bu.sy, to the best of lier power, iu
arranging to advantage a morning repast of milk, eggs, bar-
ley-bread, fresh butter, and honeycomb. The ])Oor girl liad
already made a circuit of four miles that morning in search
of tlm e^^s, of the meal whi<'li baked her cakes, and of Iho
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152 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

she had to beg or borrow from distant cottagers. The fol-
lowers of Donald Bean Lean used little food except the flesh
of the animals Avhich they drove away from the Lowlands;
bread itself was a delicacy seldom thought of, because hard
to be obtained, and all the domestic accommodations of milk,
poultry, butter, etc., were out of the question in this Scythian
camp. Yet it must not be omitted that, although Alice had
ocupied a ])art of the morning in providing those accommoda-
tions for her guest which the cavern did not afford, she had
secured time also to arrange her own person in her best trim.
Her finery was very simple. A short russet-coloured jacket
and a petticoat of scanty longitude was her whole dress ; but
these were clean, and neatly arranged. A piece of scarlet
embroidered cloth, called the snood, confined her hair, which
fell over it in a profusion of rich dark curls. The scarlet
plaid, which formed part of her dress, was laid aside, that it
might not impede her activity in attending the stranger. I
should forget Alice's proudest ornament were/- 1 to omit men-
tioning a pair of gold earrings and a golden rosary, which her
father (for she was the daughter of Donald Bean Lean) had
brought from France, the plunder, probably, of some battle or
storm.

Her form, though, rather large for her years, was very well
proportioned, and her demeanour had a natural and rustic
grace, with nothing of th.j sheepishness of an ordinary peas-
ant. The smiles, displaying a row of teeth of exquisite white-
ness, and the laughing eyes, with which, in dumb show, she
gave Waverley tliat morning greeting Avhich she wanted Eng-
lish words to express, might have been interpreted by a cox-
comb, or perhaps by a young soldier who, without being such,
was conscious of a handsome person, as meant to convey more
than the courtpsy of an hostess. Kor do I take it upon me to
say that the little wild mountaineer would have welcomed any
staid old gentleman advanced in life, the Baron of Bradwar-
dine, for example, with the cheerful pains which she bestowed
upon Edward's accommodation. She seemed eager to place
him by the meal which she had so sedulously arranged, and
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in an adjacent morass. Having had the satisfaction of seeing
him seated at his breakfast, she placed herself demurely
upon a stone at a few yards' distance, and appeared to
watch with great complacency for some opportunity of serv-
ing him.

Evan and his attendant now returned slowly along the
beach, the latter bearing a large salmon-trout, the produce
of the morning's sport, together with the angliug-rod, while
Evan strolled forward, with an easy, self-satislied, and im-
portant gait, towards the spot where Waverley was so agree-
ably employed at the breakfast-table. After morning greetings
had i)a.ssed on both sides, and Evan, looking at Waverley, had
said something in Gaelic to Alice, which made her laugh, yet
colour up to her eyes, through a complexion well embrowned
by sun and wind, Evan intimated his commands that the fish
should be prepared for breakfast. A spark from the lock of
his pistol produced a light, and a few withered fir branches
were quickly in flame, and as s])eedily reduced to hot embers,
on which the trout was broiled in large slices. To crown the
repast, Evan produced from the pocket of his short jerkin a
large scallop shell, and from under tlie folds of his plaid a
ram's horn full of whisky. Of this he took a copious dram,
oljscrviiig he. had already taken his morn in;/ with Donald lieaii
Lean befcuo his de])arture; he olfered the same cordial to
Alice and to Edward, which they both declined. With the
bounteous air of a lord, Evan then i)roffered the scallop to
Dugald Mahony, his attendant, who, without waiting to be
asked a seeond time, drank it (^)ff with great gusto. Evan
then ))rej)ared to nu)ve towards the l)oat, inviting Waverhiy to
attend liiin. Meanwhile, Alice had made uj) in a small basket
what she thouglit wortli removing, and flinging her phiid
around her, she advanced u]) to Edward, and with the utmost
BiTn|)lifity, taking hohl of his liand, offered her clieek to his
salute, droj)j)ing at tlio same time her little courtesy. Evan,
who was esteemed a wag among the mountain fair, adranced
as if to secure a similar favour; l>ut Alice, snatching u]) her
basket, escaped up the rocky bank as fleetly as a roe, and,
turning round and laughing, called something out to him in

164 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

(raelic, "which he answered in the same tone and language:
then, waving her hand to Edward, she resumed her road, and
\v;i3 soon lost among the thickets, though they continued for
some time to hear her lively carol, as she proceeded gaily on
lier solitary journey.

They now again entered the gorge of the cavern, and step-
ping into the boat, the Highlander pushed olf, and, taking
advantage of the morning breeze, hoisted a clumsy sort of
sail, while Evan assumed the helm, directing their course, as
it appeared to Waverley, rather higher up the lake than tow-
ards the place of his embarkation on the preceding night. As
they glided along the silver mirror, Evan opened the conver-
sation ^vith a panegyric upon Alice, who, he said, was both
can III/ and feadij\ and was, to the boot of all that, the best
dancer of a strathspey in the whole strath. Edward assented
to her praises bo far as he understood them, yet could not help
regretting that she was condemned to such a perilous and dis-
mal life.

"Oich! for that," said Evan, "there is nothing in Perth-
shire that she need want, if slie ask her father to fetch it,
xmless it be too hot or too heavy."

" P>ut to be the daughter of a cattle-stealer ! — a common
thief!"

*' Common thief ! — no such thuig : Donald Bean Lean never
lifted less than a drove in his life."

" Do you call him an uncommon thief, then?"

" Xo ; he that steals a cow from a poor widow, or a stirk
from a cottar, is a thief; he that lifts a drove from a Sas-
senjich laiid is a gentleman-drover. And, besides, to take a
tree from the forest, a salmon from the river, a deer from the
hill, or a cow from a Lowland strath, is what no Highlander
need ever think shame upon."

" r>ut what can this end in, were he taken in such an
ajprojniation?"

" To l>e sure he would die for the law, as many a jjretty man
has done before him."

"Die for the law!"

" Ay J that is, with the law, or by the law ; be strapped up

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on the kind gallows of Crieff, ' where his father died, and his
good sii'B died, and where I hojje he'll live to die himsell, if
he's not shot, or slashed, in a creagh."

" You hope such a death for your friend, Evan?"

"And that do I e'en; would you have me wish him to die
on a bimdle of wet straw in yon den of his, like a mangy
tyke?"

" But what becomes of Alice, then?"

" Troth, if such an accident were to happen, as her father
woidd not need her help ony langer, I ken nought to hinder
me to marry her mysell."

"Gallantly resolved," said Edward; "but, in the mean
while, Evan, what has your father-in-law (that shall be, if
he have the good fortune to be hanged) done with the Baron's
cattle?"

"Oich," answered Evan, "they were all trudging before
your lad and Allan Kennedy before the sun blinked ower
Ben Lawers this morning; and they'll be in the pass of Bally-
Brough by this time, in th(dv Avay back to the parks of Tully-
Veolan, all but two, that were uuhajjpily slaughtered before I
got last night to Uaimh an Ri."

" And where are we going, Evan, if I may be so bold as to
aak?" said "Wavcrley.

" Wliere would you bo ganging, but to the Laird's ain house
of Gleunaquoich? Yet would not think to be in his country,
without ganging to see him? It would bo as much as a man's
life's worth."

"And are we far from Glennaquoich?"

" ]5ut live bits of miles; and Vifh ian Vohr will meet us."

In aljout half an liour tliey reached the ujiper end of the
lake, wliere, after landing Waverley, the two Highlanders
drew tlio boat into a little creek among tliick fhigs and nieds,
wluMo it lay j)erfectly conceaU'd. Tlio oars they jiut in an-
otlier i)];u;o of concealment, botli for tlie use (;f Donald Bean
Lean probably, when his occasions should next bring him to
that ])la('e.

The travellers followed for some time a delightfid opening
Sec Kind Gallowa of CriefT. Note 17.

n-" ' ' \.-

156 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

into the hills, down which a little brook found its way to the
lake, ^^'hen they had pursued their walk a short distance,
Waverley renewed his questions about their host of the cavern.

'• Does he always reside in that cave?"

"Out, no! it's past the skill of man to tell where he's to
be found at a' times ; there's not a dern nook, or cove, or cor-
rie, in tlie whole country that he's not acquainted with."

" And do others beside your master shelter him?"

*" ;My master? iliy master is in Heaven," answered Evan,
haughtily; and then immediately assuming his usual civility
of manner, " but you mean my Chief ; — no, he does not shelter
Donald Bean Lean, nor any that are like him; he only allows
him (with a smile) wood and water."

*' No great boon, I should think, Evan, when both seem to
be very plenty."

*' Ah ! but ye dinna see through it. When I say wood and
water, I mean the loch and the land; and I fancy Donald
would be put till't if the Laird were to look for him wi'
thrppscore men in the wood of Kailychat yonder ; and if our
boats, with a score or twa mair, were to come down the loch
to Uaimh an Ri, headed by my sell, or ony other pretty
man."

" But suppose a strong party came against him from the
Low CJountry, would not your Chief defend him?"

*' Na, he would not ware the spark of a flint for him — if
they came with the law."

"And what must Donald do, then?"

'* He behoved to rid this country of himsell, and fall back,
it may be, over the moimt upon Letter Scriven."

" And if he were pursued to that place?"

**' I'se warrant he would go to his cousin's at Rannoch."

" Well, but if they followed him to Rannoch."

"That," quoth Evan, "is beyond all belief; and, indeed, to
tell you the truth, there durst not a Lowlander iji all Scotland
follow the fray a gunshot beyond Bally-Brough, unless he
had the help of the iSidier Dhu."

" "\Miom do you call so?"

" The Sidier Dhu ? the black soldier ; that is what they

. WAVERLEY. 167

call the independent companies that were raised to keep peace
and law in the Highlands. Vich Ian Vohr commanded one of
them for five years, and I was sergeant myself, I shall war-
rant ye. They call them Sidier Dhu because they wear the
tartans, as they call your men — King George's men — Sidier
Roy, or red soldiers."

" Well, but when you were in King George's pay, Evan,
you were surely King George's soldiers?"

" Troth, and you must ask Vich Ian Vohr about that ; for
we are for his king, and care not much which o' them it is.
At ony rate, nobody can say we are King George's men now,
when we have not seen his pay this twelvemonth. "

This last argument admitted of no reply, nor did Edward
attempt any ; he rather chose to bring back the discourse to
Donald liean Lean. " Does Donald confine himself to cattle,
or does he lift, as you call it, anything else that comes in his
way?"

" Troth, he's nae nice body, and he'll just tak onything,
but most readily cattle, horse, or live Christians; for sheep
are sh^w of travel, and insight plenishing is cumbrous to
carry, and not easy to put away for siller in this coimtry."

" But does he carry off men and women?"

"Out, ay. Did not ye hear him sjieak o' the Perth bailief
It cost that Ixxly iive hundred merks ere ho got to the south
of Bally-Hrough. And ance Donald played a ^iretty sport.'
There was to be a blythe bridal between the Lady ( Iramfeezer,
in the howe o' the Mearns (she was the auld laiid's Avidow,
and no sao young as she had been hersell), and young (Jillie-
whackit, who had spent liis heirship and movaliles, like a
gentleman, at eof.k-matches, bull- baitings, horse-races, and
the like. Now, ])onald liean Lean, being aware that the
bridegroom wfw in request, and wanting Ut cleik the cnnzie
(tliat is, tr) hook the siller), ho cannily carri<'d off CJillio-
whaekit ae night when ho wivs riditig (Inverinf/ lianie (wi' the
malt rather abune the meal), and with the help of Ids gilliea
he gat him int/> the hills with the speed of light, and tlie first
place he wakened in was the cove of Uaimh an Ri. So ther*

I See Catcrans. Note 18.

168 WAVERLEY NOVEI.S.

was old to do about rausoming the bridegroom; for Donald
would not lower a farthing of a thousand punds "

"The devil!"

*' Punds Scottish, ye shall understand. And the lady had
not the siller if she had pawned her gown ; and they applied
to the governor o' Stirling castle, and to the major o' the
Black Watch ; and the governor said it was ower far to the
northward, and out of his district; and the major said his
men were gane hame to the shearing, and he would not call
them out before the victual was got in for all the Cramfeezers
in Christendom, let alane the Mearns, for that it would preju-
dice the country. And in the meanwhile ye'll no hinder Gil-
liewhackit to take the small-pox. There was not the doctor
in Perth or Stirling would look near the poor lad; and I can-
not blame them, for Donald had been misguggled by ane of
these doctors about Paris, and he swore he would fling the
first into the loch that he catched beyond the pass. However
some cailliachs (that is, old women) that were about Donald's
hand nursed Gilliewhackit sae weel that, between the free
open air in the cove and the fresh whey, deil an he did not
recover maybe as weel as if he had been closed in a glazed
chamljer and a bed with curtains, and fed with red wine and
white meat. And Donald was sae vexed about it that, when
he was stout and weel, he even sent him free hame, and said
he would be pleased with onything they would like to gie him
for the jjlague and trouble which he had about Gilliewhackit
to anunkenn'd degree. And I cannot tell you precisely how
thfv sorted; but they agreed sae right that Donald was in-
vited to dance at the wedding in his Highland trews, and
they said that there was never sae meikle siller clinked in
his purse either before or since. And to the boot of all that,
Gilliewhackit said that, be the evidence what it liked, if he
had the luck to be on Donald's inquest, he would bring him
in guilty of nothing whatever, unless it were wilful arson or
murder under trust."

With such bald and disjointed chat Evan went on illustrat-
ing the existing state of the Highlands, more perhaps to the
amusement of Waverley than that of our readers. At length,

WAVERLEY. 159

after having marched over bank and brae, moss and heather,
Edward, though not unacquainted with the Scottish liberality
in coniputing distance, began to think that Evan's five miles
were nearly doubled. His observation on the large measure
which the Scottish allowed of their land, in comparison to the
computation of their money, was readily answered by Evan
with the old jest, *' The deil take them wha have the least
pint stoup." '

And now the report of a gun was heard, and a sportsman
was seen, with his dogs and attendant, at the upper end of
the glen. " Shoiigh," said Dugald Mahony, "tat's ta Chief."

"it is not," said Evan, imperiously. "Do you think he
would come to meet a Sassenach duinhe-wassel in such a way
as that?"

But as they approached a little nearer, he said, with an ap-
pearance of mortitication, "And it is even he, sure enough;
and lie has not his tail on after all; there is no living creature
with him but Callum l>eg."

In fact, Ferg\is Mac-Ivor, of whom a Frenchman might
have said as truly as of any man in the Highlands, " Qu'il
eonnmt hum ses f/ens," had no idea of raising himself in the
eyes of an P^nglish young man of fortune by appearing with
a retinue of idl« Highlanders dis[)roi)ortioned to the occasion.
He wjis well aware that such an unnecessary attendance would
seem to Edward rather ludicrous than respectable; and, while
few men were more attached to idcjis of chieftainship and
feudal ]X)wer, he was, for that very reason, cautions of exhib-
iting ftxtenial marks of dignity, unless at the time and in the
manner when they were most likely to jjroduee an imposing
effefjt. Therefore, although, had he been to receive a brother
chieftain, he wo>ild y)robably have been attended by all that
retinue whieh Evan described with so mueli unetion, he judged
it more respectable to advance to meet Waverley witli a single

• The Scotch nre liberal in rompiiiinjt fheir luml aiitl liquor; the 8cot-
ti.sli pint corrcspori'ls to two English quarts. As for their coin, every ono
knows the couplet :

IIow can the rogues pretend to sense?
Their pound ia only twenty pence.

160 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

attendant, a very handsome Highland boy, who carried his
master's shooting-pouch and his broadsword, without which
he seldom went abroad.

"^Vheu Fergus and Waverley met, the latter was struck with
the peculiar grace and dignity of the Chieftain's figure.
Above the middle size and finely proportioned, the Highland
di-ess, which he wore in its simplest mode, set off his person
to great advantage. He wore the trews, or close trowsers,
made of tartan, chequered scarlet and white ; in other partic-
ulars his dress strictly resembled Evan's, excepting that he
had no weapon save a dirk, very richly mounted with silver.
His page, as we have said, carried his claymore; and the
fowling-piece, which he held in his hand, seemed only de-
signed for sport. He had shot in the course of his walk some
young wild-ducks, as, though close time was then unknown,
the broods of grouse were yet too young for the sportsman.
His countenance was decidedly Scottish, with all the pecu-
liarities of the northern physiognomy, but yet had so little of
its harshness and exaggeration that it would have been pro-
nounced in any country extremely handsome. The martial
air of the bonnet, with a single eagle's feather as a distinc-
tion, added much to the manly appearance of his head, which
was besides ornamented with a far more natural and graceful
cluster of close black curls than ever were exposed to sale in
Bond Street.

An air of openness and affability increased the favourable
impression derived from this handsome and dignified exterior.
Yet a skilful physiognomist would have been less satisfied with
the countenance on the second than on the first view. The
eyebrow and upper lip bespoke something of the habit of
peremptory command and decisive superiority. Even his cour-
tesy, though open, frank, and unconstrained, seemed to indi-
cate a sense of personal importance ; and, upon any check or
accidental excitation, a sudden, though transient lour of the
eye showed a hasty, haughty, and vindictive temper, not less
to be dreaded because it seemed much under its owner's com-
mand. In short, the countenance of the rihieftaiii resembled
a smiling summer's day, in which, notwithstanding, we ar«

WAVERLET. 161

made sensible by certain, though slight signs that it may
thunder and lighten before the close of evening.

It was not, however, upon their first meeting that Edward
had an opportunity of making these less favourable remarks.
The Chief received him as a friend of the Baron of Bradwar-
dine, with the utmost expression of kindness and obligation
for the visit; upbraided him gently with choosing so rude an
abode as he had done the night before; and entered into a
lively conversation with him about iJonald Bean's housekeep-
ing, but without the least hint as to his predatory habits, or
the immediate occasion of Waverley's visit, a topic which, as
the Chief did not introduce it, our hero also avoided. While
they walked merrily on towards the house of Glennaquoich,
Evan, who now fell respectfully into the rear, followed with
Galium Beg and Dugald Mahony,

We shall take the opportunity to introduce the i-eader to
some particulars of Fergus Mac-Ivor's character and history,
which were not completely known to Waverley till after a
connection which, though arising from a circumstance so cas-
ual, had for a length of time the deepest influence upon his
charaf;ter, actions, and prospects, liut this, being an impor-
tant subject, must form the commencement of a new chapter.

CIIAI^TKR XIX.

TIIK ( IIIKK AM) MIS MANSIOV.

Thk ingenious licentiate Francisco do Ubeda, when he com-
menced liis liistory of La Flcara ,/i/stina Diez, — which, by
the way, is one of the most rare ])ooks of Siiauish literature,
— complained of his pen liaving caught up a liair, and forth-
with begins, with more elofjuenco thaji common sense, an
affectionate expostulation with tliat useful implement, uj)-
braiding it with being the quill of a goose, — a bird inconstant
by nature, as frequenting the tliree elements of water, (^arth,
and air ij^differently, and being, of course, "to one tiling

162 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

constant never." Now I protest to thee, gentle reader, that
J entirely dissent from Francisco de Ubeda in this matter,
and hold it the most useful quality of my pen, that it can
speedily change from grave to gay, and from description and
dialogue to narrative and character. So that if my quill dis-
play no other properties of its mother-goose than her muta-
bility, trnly I shall be well pleased j and I conceive that you,
my worthy friend, will have no occasion for discontent. From
the jargon, therefore, of the Highland gillies I pass to the
character of their Chief. It is an imj)ortant examination, and
therefore, like Dogberry, we must spare no wisdom.

The ancestor of Fergus Mac-Ivor, about three centuries be-
fore, had set up a claim to be recognised as chief of the numer-
ous and powerful clan to which he belonged, the name of
which it is unnecessary to mention. Being defeated by an
opponent who had more justice, or at least more force, on
his side, he moved southwards, with those who adhered to
him, in quest of new settlements, like a second ^ueas. The
state of the Perthshire Highlands favoured his purpose. A
gi-eat baron in that coimtry had lately become traitor to the
crown; Ian, which was the name of our adventurer, united
himself with those who were commissioned by the king to
chastise him, and did such good service that he obtained a
grant of the property, upon which he and his posterity after-
wards resided. He followed the king also in war to the fer-
tile regions of England, where he employed his leisure hours
so actively in raising subsidies among the boors of Northum-
berland and Durham, that upon his return he was enabled to
erect a stone tower, or fortalice, so much admired by his de-
pendants and neighbours that he, avIio had hitherto been called
Ian Mac-Ivor, or John the son of Ivor, was thereafter distin-
guished, both in song and genealogy, by the high title of
I'lii nan Chaistel, or John of the Tower. The descendants
of this worthy were so proud of him that the reigning chief
always bore the jjatronymic title of Vich Ian Vohr, i.e., the
son of John the Great; while the clan at large, to distinguish
them from that from which they had seceded, were denomi-
nated Sliochd nan Ivor, the race of Ivor.

WAVERLEY. 163

The father of Fergus, the tenth in direct descent from John
of the Tower, engaged heart and hand in the insurrection of
1715, and was forced to &y to France, after the attempt of
that year in favour of the Stuarts had proved unsuccessful.
More fortunate than other fugitives, he obtained employment
in the French service, and married a lady of rank in that
kmgdom, by whom he had two childi-eu, Fergus and his siste'?
Flora. The Scottish estate had been forfeited and exposed to
sale, but was repurchased for a small price in the name of the
young proprietor, who in consequence came to reside upon his
native domains.' It was soon perceived that he possessed a
character of uncommon acuteness, fire, and ambition, which;
as he became acquainted with the state of the country, grad-
ually assumed a mixed and peculiar tone, that could only have
been acquired Sixty Years since.

Had Fergus lived Sixty Years sooner than he did, he would
in all probability have wanted the polished manner and knowl-
edge of the world which he now i)Ossessed; and had he lived
Sixty Years later, his ambiti(Jii and love of rule would have
lacked the fuel which his situation now afforded. lie was
indeed, within his little circle, as perfect a politician as Cas-
tru(;c.io (/'astracani himself. He applied hims(>lf with great
earnestness to a))i)ease all tlie feuds and dissensions which
often arose among other clans in liis neighbourhood, so that
he became a frequent umpire in their quarrels. His own pa-
triarchal jxjwer he strengthened at every expense which his
fortune would permit, and indeed stret(;hed liis means to the
uttermost to maintain the rude and ])]entiful hospitality wliicli
was the most valued attribute of a (^hiel'tain. For tlie same
reason he crowded his estate with a tenantry, hardy indeed,
and fit iov tlie |)urpo8e8 of war, but greatly outnumbering
wliat the soil was cahnilated to maintain. 'I'liese consisted
chiefly of hi.s own clan, not one of wlioni lie sulTered to (piit
his lands if lie could j)ossii»ly ]»revent it. liut lie maintained,
besides, many adventurers from the mother 8ej)t, wlio deserted
a less warlike, though more wealtliy chief to do homage to
Fergus Mac-Ivor. Other individuals, too, who liad not even
« See Forfeited Estates. Note 19.

J 64 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

that apology, were nevertheless received into his allegiance,
which indeed was refused to none who were, like Poins, jn-oper
men of their hands, and were willing to assume the name of
Mac -Ivor.

He was enabled to discipline these forces, from having ob-
tained command of one of the independent companies raised
by government to preserve the peace of the Highlands.
While in this capacity he acted with vigour and spirit, and
preserved great order in the country under his charge. He
caused his vassals to enter by rotation into his company, and
serve for a certain space of time, which gave them all in turn
'a general notion of military discipline. In his campaigns
against the banditti, it was observed that he assumed and ex-
ercised to the utmost the discretionary power which, while the
law had no free course in the Highlands, was conceived to be-
long to the military parties who were called in to support it.
He acted, for example, with great and suspicious lenity to
those freebooters who made restitution on his summons and
offered personal submission to himself, while he rigorously
pursued, apprehended, and sacrificed to justice all such in-
terlopers as dared to despise his admonitions or commands.
On the other hand, if any officers of justice, military parties,
or others, presumed to pursue thieves or marauders through
his territories, and without applying for his consent and con-
currence, nothing was more certain than that they would meet
with some notable foil or defeat ; upon which occasions Fergus
Mac-Ivor was the first to condole with them, and, after gently
blaming their rashness, never failed deeply to lament the law-
less state of the country. These lamentations did not exclude
suspicion, and matters were so represented to government that
our Chieftain was dejjrived of his military command.'

Whatever Fergus Mac-Ivor felt on this occasion, he had the
art of entirely suppressing every appearance of discontent;
but in a short time the neighbouring country began to feel
bad effects from his disgrace. Donald Bean Lean, and others
of his class, whose depredations had hitherto been confined to
other districts, appeared from thenceforward to have made a
» See Highland Policy. Note 20.

WAVERLEY. 166

settlement on this devoted border; and their ravages were
carried on with little opposition, as the Lowland gentry were
chiefly Jacobites, and disarmed. This forced many of the
mhabitants into contracts of black-mail with Fergus Mac-Ivor,
which not only established him their protector, and gave him
great weight in all their consultations, but, moreover, supplied
funds for the waste of his feudal hospitality, which the dis-
continuance of his pay might have otherwise essentially di-
minished.

In following this course of conduct, Fergus had a further
object tlian merely being the great man of his neighbourhood,
and ruling des{)otically over a small clan. From his infancy
upward he had devoted himself to the cause of tlie exiled
family, and had persuaded himself, not only that their resto-
ration to the crown of Britain would be speedy, but that those
who assisted tliem would be raised to honour and rank. It
was with this view that he laboured to reconcile the High-
landers among themselves, and augmented his own foico to
tlu* utmost, to be prepared for the first favourable 0})])()rtuiiity
of rising. With this purpose also he conciliated the favour
of such Lowland gentlemen in the vicinity as were friends to
the good cause; and for the same reason, having incautiously
quarrelled with Mr. liradwardiiie, Avho, notwithstanding his
peculiarities, was much respected in the country, he took ad-
vantage of the foray of Donald Bean Lean to solder up the
dispute in the manner we have mentioned. Some, indeed,
surmised that he cau.sed the enteri)rise to be suggested to
Donahl, on ]tur]K)se t/) pave the way to a reconciliation, wliich,
supposing that to be the case, cost the Laird of liradwardino
twf) good )iiil(rh cows. Tliis zeal in their behalf the House of
Stuart repaid with a considerable share of their coniidenoe, an
occasional supply of louis-d'or, abundance of fair words, and
a j)an']inient, with a Inige waxen seal appended, ])uri)orting to
be an earl's patent, granted by no less A ])erson than .lames
the Tliird King of England, and Eighth King of Scotland, to
his right feal, trusty, and well-beloved Fergus Mac-Tvor of
rrleinia/iuoich, in the county of Perth, and kingdom of Scot-
land.

160 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

With this future coronet glittering before his eyes, Fergus
phinged deeply into the correspondence and plots of that un-
happy period; and, like all such active agents, easily recon-
ciled his conscience to going certain lengths in the service of
his party, from which honour and pride would have deterred
him had his sole object been the direct advancement of his
o^v^l personal interest. With this insight into a bold, ambi-
tious, and ardent, yet artful and politic character, we resume
the broken tliread of our narrative.

The chief and his guest had by this time reached the house
of Glennaquoich, which consisted of Ian nan Chaistel's man-
sion, a high rude-looking square tower, with the addition of
a lofted house, that is, a building of two stories, eonsti-ucted
by Fergus's grandfather when he returned from that memor-
able expedition, well remembered by the western shires under
the name of the Highland Host. Upon occasion of this cru-
sade against the Ayrshire Whigs and Covenanters, the Vich
Ian Yohr of the time had probably been as successful as his
predecessor was in harrying Northumberland, and therefore
left to his posterity a rival edifice as a monument of his mag-
nificence.

Around the house, which stood on an eminence in the midst
of a narrow Highland valley, there appeared none of that at-
tention to convenience, far less to ornament and decoration,
■which usually surrounds a gentleman's habitation. An in-
closure or two, divided by dry-stone waUs, were the only part
of the domain that was fenced; as to the rest, the narrow
slips of level ground which lay by the side of the brook ex-
hibited a scanty crop of barley, liable to constant depreda-
tions from the herds of wild ponies and black cattle that
grazed upon the adjacent hills. These ever and anon made
an incursion ujKjn the arable ground, which was repelled by
tlie loud, uncouth, and dissonant shouts of half-a-dozen High-
land Hwains, all miming as if they had been mad, and every
one hallooing a half -starved dog to the rescue of the forage.
At a little distance up the glen was a small and stunted wood
of birch; the hills were high and heathy, but without any
variety of surface ; so that the whole view was wild and deso-

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late rather than grand and solitary. Yet, such as it "was, no
genuine descendant of Ian nan Chaistel would have changed
the domain for Stow or Blenheim.

There was a sight, however, before the gate, which perhaps
would have afforded the first owner of Blenheim more pleasure
than the finest view in the domain assigned to him by the
gi-atitude of his country. This consisted of about a hundred
Highlanders, in complete dress and arms ; at sight of whom
the Chieftain apologised to Waverley in a sort of negligent
manner. " He had forgot, " he said, " that he had ordered a
few of his clan out, for the purpose of seeing that they were
in a fit condition to protect the country, and prevent such
accidents as, he was sorry to learn, had befallen the Baron of
Bradwardine. Before they were dismissed, perhaps Captain
Waverley might choose to see them go through a part of their
exercise. "

Edward assented, and the men executed with agility and
precision some of the ordinary military movements. They
then i)ractised individually at a mark, and slioAved extraordi-
nary dexterity in the management of the pistol and firelock.
They took aim, standing, sitting, leaning, or lying prostrate,
as they were commanded, and always with effect upon the
target. Next, tlicy jciired off for tlie In-oadsword exercise;
and, having manifested tlieir individual skill and dexterity,
united in two l)odies, and exliibited a sort of mock encounter,
in which the charge, the rally, tlie fliglit, the pursviit, and all
the current of a heady fight, were exhibited to the sound of
tlie great war bagpipe.

On a signal made by tlie Chief, tlie skirmish was ended.
Matches were then made for running, wrestling, leaping,
pitching the bar, and other sports, in which this feudiil inilitia
displayed incredible swiftness, strengtli, and agility; and ac-
com])lislied tlio pnr])ose wliifh their Chieftain liad at licart, by
imi)ressing on Waverley no liglit sense of their merit as soldiers,
and of the jKJwer of him wl)0 commanded them by liis nod.'

" And what number of such gallant fellows have the liappi-

Bess to call you leader?" :usked Waverley.

• See Highland Discipline. Note 21.
8 Vol. 1

168 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

" lu a good caiise, and under a chieftain whom they loved,
the race of Ivor have seldom taken the field under five hun-
di-ed claymores. But you are aware, Captain Waverley, that
the disarming act, passed about twenty years ago, prevents
their being in the complete state of preparation as in former
times ; and I keep no more of my clan under arms than may
defend my own or my friends' property, when the country is
troubled with such men as your last night's landlord; and
government, which has removed other means of defence, must
connive at our protecting ourselves."

" But, with your force, you might soon destroy or put down
Buch gangs as that of Donald Bean Lean."

"Yes, doubtless; and my reward would be a summons to
deliver up to General Blakeney, at Stirling, the few broad-
swords they have left us ; there were little policy in that, nie-
thinks. But come, captain, the sound of the pipes informs
me that dinner is prepared. Let me have the honour to show
you into my rude mansion."

CHAPTER XX.

A HIGHLAND FEAST.

Err Waverley entered the banqueting hall, he was offered
the patriarchal refreshment of a bath for the feet, which the
sultry weather, and the morasses he had traversed, rendered
highly acceptable. He was not, indeed, so luxuriously at-
tended upon this occasion as the heroic travellers in the Odys-
sey; the task of ablution and abstersion being performed, not
by a beautiful damsel, trained

To chafe the limb, and pour the fragrant oil,

but by a smoke-dried skinny old Highland woman, who did
not seem t^j think herself much honoured by the duty imposed
upon her, but muttered between her teeth, " Our fathers' herds
did not feed so near together that I should do you this ser-
vice." A small donation, however, amply reconciled this an-

' The ardor of the poet seemed to eomiuunicutc itself (u the

audience."

lyoverley, Chap, xx., p. 17'i

WAVERLEY. 169

cient handmaiden to the supposed degradation ; and, as Edward
proceeded to the hall, she gave him her blessing in the Gaelic
proverb, "May the open hand be filled the fullest."

The haU, in which the feast was prepared, occupied all the
first story of Ian nan Chaistel's original erection, and a huge
oaken table extended through its whole length. The appa-
ratus for dinner was simple, even to rudeness, and the com-
pany numerous, even to crowding. At the head of the table
was the Chief himself, with Edward, and two or three High-
land visitors of neighbouring clans ; the elders of his own
tribe, wadsetters and tacksmen, as they were called, who oc-
cuj)ied portions of his estate as mortgagers or lessees, sat next
in rank; beneath them, their sons and nephews and foster-
brethren; then the officers of the Chief's household, according
to their order; and lowest of all, the tenants who actually
cultivated the ground. Even beyond this long perspective,
Edward might see upon the green, to which a huge pair of
fohling doors opened, a multitude of Highlanders of a yet
Inft-rior dPRcri])tion, who, nevertheless, were considered as
guests, and had their share both of the countenance of the
entertainer and of the cheer of the day. In the distance, and
fluctuating round this extreme verge of the banquet, was a
changeful group of women, ragged boys and girls, beggars,
yf)iing and f)ld, large greyhounds, and terriers, and ])ointers,
ftnd curs of low degree; all of whom took some interest, more
or less immediate, in the main action of the piece.

This hospitality, apparently unbounded, had yet its line of
economy. Some pains had been bestowed in dressing the
dislx'S of fish, gam*', etc., wliich Avero at the, n])p('i' end of the
table, and immediately under the eye of tlie English stranger.
Lower down stood immense clumsy joints of mutton and beef,
which, but for the absence of pork,' abhorred in the High-
lands, rcsfmbled the rude festivity of the banquet of Penel-
ojKi's Rui^/>rs. T»nt the central dish was a yearlirig lamb,
called "a hog in liar'st," roasted whole. Tt was set upon its
legs, with a bunch of parsley in its mouth, and wsis j)robably
exhibited in that form to gratify the pride of the cook, who
> See Dislike of the Scotch to Pork. Not« 22.

170 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

piqued himself more on the plenty than the elegance of his
master's table. The sides of t'his poor animal were fiercely
attacked by the clansmen, some with dirks, others with the
knives which were usually in the same sheath with the dag-
ger, so that it was soon rendered a mangled and rueful spec-
tacle. Lower down still, the victuals seemed of yet coarser
quality, though sufficiently abundant. Broth, onions, cheese,
and the fragments of the feast regaled the sons of Ivor who
feasted in the open air.

The liquor was supplied in the same proportion, and under
similar regulations. Excellent claret and champagne were
liberally distributed among the Chief's immediate neighbours;
whisky, plain or diluted, and strong beer refreshed those who
sat near the lower end. Nor did this inequality of distribu-
tion appear to give the least offence. Every one present un-
derstood that his taste was to be formed according to the rank
which he held at table ; and, consequently, the tacksmen and
their dependants always professed the wine was too cold for
their stomachs, and called, apparently out of choice, for the
liquor which was assigned to them from economy. ' The bag-
pipers, three in number, screamed, during the whole time of
dinner, a tremendous war-tune ; and the echoing of the vaulted
roof, and clang of the Celtic tongue, produced such a Babel of
noises that Waverley dreaded his ears would never recover it.
Mac-Ivor, indeed, apologised for the confusion occasioned by
80 large a yjarty, and pleaded the necessity of his situation, on
which unlimited hospitality was imposed as a paramount
duty. "These stout idle kinsmen of mine," he said, "ac-
count my estate as held in trust for tlieir support; and I must
find them beef and ale, while the rogues will do nothing for
themselves but practise the broadsword, or wander about the
hills, shooting, fishing, hunting, drinking, and making love to
the lasses of the strath. But what can I do. Captain Waverley?
everj-thing will keep after its kind, whether it be a hawk oi- a
Highlander. " Edward made the expected answer, in a compli-
ment ujx»n his possessing so many bold and attached followers.

" Why, yes, " replied the Chief, " were I disposed, like my
> See A. Scottish Dinner Table. Note 23.

WAVERLEY. 171

father, to put myself in the way of getting one blow on the
head, or two on the neck, I believe the loons would stand by
me. But who thinks of that in the present day, when the
maxim is, 'Better an old woman with a purse in her hand
than three men with belted brands' ?" Then, turning to the
company, he proposed the " Health of Captain Waverley, a
worthy fi-iend of his kind neighbour and ally, the Baron of
Bradwardine. "

" lie is Avelcome hither," said one of the elders, " if he come
from Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine."

" I say nay to that, " said an old man, who apparently did
not mean to pledge the toast; "I say nay to that. While
there is a green leaf in the forest, there will be fraud in a
Comyne. "

" There is nothing but honour in the Baron of Bradwar-
dine," answered another ancient; "and the guest that comes
hither from him should be welcome, though he came with
blood on his hand, unless it were blood of the race of Ivor."

The old man whose cup remained full replied, " There has
been l>lood enough of the race of Ivor on the hand of Brad-
wardine."

"Ah! Ballenkeiroch," replied the first, "you think rather
of tlie tliisli of the carbine at tlie mains of Tully-Veolan than
the glance of the sword that fought for the cause at Preston."

"And well I may," answered Ballenkeiroch; " the flash of
the gun cost me a fair-haired son, and the glance of the sword
han done but little for King James."

The (Jliieftain, in two words of French, ex])lained to Wa-
verlHy that the Haroii liad sliot this old man's son in a fray
near Tully-Veolan, about seven years befon^; and tluMi hast-
enPid to remove Ballenkeiro(!h'8 prejudice, by informing liim
that Waverley was an Englishman, unconnected by birth or
allianeo with the family of I^radwardiiie; \ipon whieh the old
gpntlcrnan raised the liitliert^t-untrustcd cnj) and courteously
dmnk t() his lipalth. This ceremony being requited in kind,
the Chieftain made a signal for the pipes to cea.se, and said
aloud, "Wlif're is the song hidden, my friends, that IMiuj-
Murrough cannot find it?"

172 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Mac-Murrougli, the family bhairdJi, aii aged man, immedi-
ately took the hint, and began to chant, with low and rapid
utterance, a profusion of Celtic verses, which were received
by the audience with all the applause of enthusiasm. As he
advanced in liis declamation, his ardour seemed to increase.
He had at iirst spoken with his eyes fixed on the ground; he
now cast them around as if beseeching, and anon as if com-
manding, attention, and his tones rose into wild and impas-
sioned notes, accompanied with appropriate gestures. He
seemed to Edward, who attended to him with much interest,
to recite many proper names, to lament the dead, to apostro-
phise the absent, to exhort, and entreat, and aniinate those
who were present. Waverley thought he even discerned his
own name, and was convinced his conjecture was right from
the eyes of the company being at that moment turned towards
him simultaneously. The ardour of the poet appeared to
communicate itself to the audience. Their wild and sun-
burnt countenances assumed a fiercer and more animated ex-
pression ; all bent forward towards the reciter, many sprung
up and waved their arms in ecstasy, and some laid their hands
on their swords. When the song ceased, there was a deep
pause, while the aroused feelings of the poet and of the
hearers gradually subsided into their usual channel.

The Chieftain, who during this scene had appeared rather
to watch the emotions which were excited than to partake
their high tone of enthusiasm, filled with claret a small silver
cuj) which stood by him. " Give this," he said to an attend-
ant, "to Mac-Murrough nan Fonn (i.e., of the songs), and
when he has drank the juice, Ijid him keej), for the sake of
Vich Tan Vohr, the shell of the gourd which contained it."
The gift was received by Mac-Murrough with profound grati-
tude; hft drank the wine, and, kissing the cuj), shrouded it
with reverence in the plaid which was folded on his bosom.
He then burst forth into what Edward justly supposed to be
an extempfjraneous effusion of thanks and praises of his Chief.
It was received with applause, but did not produce the effect
of his first poem. It was obvious, however, that the clan re-
garded the generosity of their Chieftaui with high approba-

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tion. Many approved Gaelic toasts were then proposed, of
some of which the Chieftain gave his guest the following ver-
sions :

" To him that will not turn his back on friend or foe, "
"To him that never forsook a comrade." " To him that never
bought or sold justice." "' Hospitality to the exile, and broken
bones to the tyrant." "The lads with the kilts." "High-
landers, shoulder to shoulder, " — with many other pithy senti-
ments of the like nature.

Edward was particularly solicitous to know the meaning of
that song which appeared to produce such effect upon the pas-
sions of the company, and hinted his curiosity to his host.
"As I observe," said the Chieftain, "that you have passed
the lx)ttle during the last three rounds, I was about to propose
to you to retire to my sister's tea-table, who can explain these
things to you better than I can. Although I cannot stint my
clan in the usual current of their festivity, yet I neither am
addicted myself to exceed in its amount, nor do I, " added he,
smiling, " keep a Bear to devour the intellects of such as can
mak^ good use of them."

Edward readily assented to this ])voposal, and the Chieftain,
saying a few words to those around him, left the table, fol-
lowed by Waverley. As the door closed behind them, Edward
heaid Vich Ian Vohr's health invoked with a wild and ani-
mated cheer, that ex]u-essed the satisfaction of the guests and
the depth of their devotion to his service.

CHATTER XXI.

THK ciiikktain'h KISTKH.

Tin", drawing-room of Flora Mac-Ivor was furnished in the
plainest and most simple manner; for at Gleunax^uoich every
other sort of expenditure w;us retrenched as niucli as ])ossil)lo,
for the ])urpo3e of maintaining, in its full dignity, tlic hospi-
tality of the Chieftain, and retaining and multiplying the

174 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

nximber of his dependants and adherents. But there was no
appearance of this parsimony in the dress of the lady herself
•which was in texture elegant, and even rich, and arranged
in a manner which partook partly of the Parisian fashion and
partly of the more simple dress of the Highlands, blended to-
gether with great taste. Her hair was not disfigured by the
art of the friseur, but fell in jetty ringlets on her neck, con-
fined only by a circlet, richly set with diamonds. This pecu-
liarity she adopted in compliance with the Highland preju-
dices, which could not endui-e that a woman's head should be
covered before wedlock.

Flora Mac-Ivor bore a most striking resemblance to her
brother Fergus; so much so that they might have played
Viola and Sebastian with the same exquisite effect produced
by the appearance of Mrs. Henry Siddons and her brother,
Mr. William Murray, in these characters. They had the
same antique and regular correctness of profile; the same
dark eyes, eyelashes, and eyebrows; the same clearness of
complexion, excepting that Fergus's was embrowned by exer-
cise and Flora's possessed the utmost feminine delicacy. But
the haughty and somewhat stern regularity of Fergus's feat-
ures was beautifully softened in those of Flora. Their voices
were also similar in tone, though differing in the key. That
of Fergus, especially while issuing orders to his followers dur-
ing their military exercise, reminded Edward of a favourite
passage in the description of Emetrius :

whose voice was heard around,

Loud as a trumpet with a silver sound.
That of Flora, on the contrary, was soft and sweet — " an ex-
cellent thing in woman" ; yet, in urging any favourite topic,
which she often pursued with natural eloquence, it possessed
as well the t^jnes which impress awe and conviction as those
of persuasive insinuation. The eager glance of the keen black
eye, which, in the Chieftain, seemed impatient even of the
material obstacles it encountered, had in his sister acquired a
gentle pensiveness. His looks seemed to seek glory, power,
all that could exalt him above others in the race of humanity;
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mental superiority, seemed to pity, rather than envy, those
■who Avere struggling for any farther distinction. Her senti-
ments corresponded with the expression of her countenance.
Early education had impressed upon her mind, as well as on
that of the Chieftain, the most devoted attachment to the ex-
iled family of Stuart. She believed it the duty of her brother,
of his clan, of every man in Britain, at wliatever personal haz-
ard, to contribute to that restoration which the partisans of
the Chevalier St. George had not ceased to hope for. For
this she was prepared to do all, to suffer all, to sacrifice all.
But her loyalty, as it exceeded her brother's in fanaticism,
excelled it also in purity. Accustomed to petty intrigue, and
necessarily involved in a thousand paltry and selfish discus-
sions, ambitious also by nature, his political faith was tinc-
tured, at least, if not tainted, by the views of interest and ad-
vancement so easily combined with it ; and at the moment he
should unsheathe his claymore, it might be difticult to say
whether it would be most with the view of making James
Stuart a king or Fergus Mac-Ivor an earl. This, indeed, was
a mixture of feeling which he did not avow even to himself,
but it existed, nevertheless, in a powerful degree.

In Flora's lx)som, on tlie contrary, tlie zeal of loyalty burnt
pure and unmixed with any selfisli feeling; she would have as
soon made religion tlie mask of ambitious and interested views
as liave shrouded them under the opinions which she had been
taught to think ])atriotiHm. Sudi instances of devotion were
not unc(unmon among tlio ff)ll()wers of tlio unhappy race of
Stuart, of wliieh many meinoiable proofs will recur to the
mind of most of my readers. But peculiar attention on the
part of the Chevalier de St. George and his ])rince8s to the
partiits of Fergus and liis sister, and to themselves wlien or-
phans, liad riveted tlieir faitli. J'^ergus, \ipon tlie dc^ath of
his ])arents, had been for some time a ])ago of lionour in tlie
train of the ('hevalier's lady, and, from his beauty and
sprightly temper, was uniformly treated by her with the ut-
most distinction. Tliis was also extended to Flora, who was
maintained for some time at a convent of the first order at the
princess's exi>eu8e, and removed from thence into her owa

17G WAVERLEY NOVELS.

family, where she spent nearly two years. Both brother and
sister retained the deepest and most grateful sense of her
kindness.

Having thus touched upon the leading principle of Mora's
character, I may dismiss the rest more slightly. She was
highly accomplished, and had acquired those elegant manners
to be expected from one who, in early youth, had been the
companion of a princess ; yet she had not learned to substi-
tute the gloss of politeness for the reality of feeling. When
settled in the lonely regions of Glennaquoich, she found that
her resources in French, English, and Italian literature were
likely to be few and interrupted; and, in order to fill up the
vacant time, she bestowed a part of it upon the music and
poetical traditions of the Highlanders, and began really to
feel the pleasure in the pursuit which her brother, whose per-
ceptions of literary merit were more blunt, rather affected for
the sake of popularity than actually experienced. Her reso-
lution was strengthened in these researches by the extreme
delight which her inquiries seemed to afford those to whom
she resorted for information.

Her love of her clan, an attachment which was almost he-
reditary in her bosom, was, like her loyalty, a more pure pas-
sion than that of her brother. He was too thorough a politi-
cian, regarded his patriarchal influence too much as the meang
of accomplishing his own aggrandisement, that we should term
him the model of a Highland Chieftain. Flora felt the same
anxiety for cherishing and extending their patriarchal sway,
but it was with the generous desire of vindicating from pov-
erty, or at least from want and foreign oppression, those
whom her brother was by "birth, according to the notions of
the time and country, entitled to govern. The savings of her
income, for she had a small pension from the Princess So-
bieski, were dedicated, not to add to the comforts of the
peasantry, for that was a word which they neither knew nor
apparently wished to know, but to relieve their absolute neces-
sities when in sickness or extreme old age. At every other
period they rather toiled to procure something which they
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WAVERLEY. 171

than expected other assistance from him save what was af-
forded by the rude hospitality of his castle, and the general
division and subdivision of his estate among them. Flora
•was so much beloved by them that, when Mac-Murrough com-
posed a song in which he enumerated all the principal beauties
of the district, and intimated her superiority by concluding,
that " the fairest apple hiuig on the highest bough, " he re-
ceived, in donatives from the individuals of the clan, more
seed-barley than would have sowed his Highland Parnassus,
the bard's croft, as it was called, ten times over.

From situation as well as choice. Miss Mac-Ivor's society
was extremely limited. Her most intimate friend had been
Eose Bradwardine, to whom she was much attached; and
when seen together, they would have afforded an artist two
admirable subjects for the gay and the melancholy muse. In-
deed, Rose was so tenderly watched by her father, and lier
circle of wishes was so limited, that none arose but what
he was willing to gratify, and scarce any which did not come
witliin the compass of his power. With Flora it was other-
wise. While almost a girl she had undergone the most com-
plete change of scene, from gaiety and si)lendour to absolute
solitude and comparative poverty; and the ideas and wishes
whicli she cliiefly fostered respected great national events,
and changes not to be brought roimd without both liazard and
bloodshed, and therefore not to be thought of with levity.
Her manner, consequently, was grave, though she readily con-
tribut(!d lier talents to the amusement of society, and stood
very high in the opinion of the old Baron, wlio used to sing
along with her such French duets of Lindor and (Uoris, etc.,
as were in fashion about the end of the reign of old Louis le
Grand.

It was generally l)cliove(l, though no one durst liavo liint(Ml
it to the Jiaron of IJradwardinc, that Flora's entreaties liad no
small share in allaying the wrath of Fergus upon occasion of
their quarrel. She took her brother on f.lio assailable side,
by dwelling first u]K)n the P)aron's age, and then representing
the injury wliicli tlic cause, might sustain, and the damage
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178 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

so neoesscary to a political agent, if he persisted in carrying it
to extremity. Otherwise it is probable it would have termi-
nated in a duel, both because the Bai-on had, on a former oo*
casiou, shed blood of the clan, though the matter had been
timely accommodated, and on aceomit of his high reputation
for addi-ess at liis weapon, which Fergus almost condescended
to envy. For the siune reason she had urged their reconcili-
ation, which the Chieftain the more readily agreed to as it
favoured some idterior projects of his own.

To this young lady, now presiding at the female empire of
the tea-table. Fergus introduced Captain Waverley, whom she
received with the usual forms of politeness.

CHAPTER XXII.

HIGHLAND MINSTRELSY.

"When the first salutations had passed, Fergus said to hia
sister: '' My dear- Flora, before I return to the barbarous ritual
of our forefathers, I must tell you that Captain Waverley is a
worshipper of the Celtic muse, not the less so perhaps that he
does not understand a word of her language. I have told him
you are eminent as a translator of Highland poetry, and that
I^Iac-^Iurrough acbnires your version of his songs upon the
same principle that Captain Waverley admii-es the original, —
because he does not comprehend them. WiU you have the
goodness to read or recite to our guest in English the extraordi-
nary string of names which MacMurrough has tacked together
in Gaelic? ^ly life to a moor-fowl's feather, you are provided
with a version; for I know you are in aU the bard's councils,
and acquainted with his songs long before he rehearses them
in the hall."

" How can you say so, Fergus? You know how little these
verses can possibly interest an English stranger, even if I could
translate them as you pretond."

" Xot less than they interest me, lady fair. To-day your

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joint composition, for I insist you had a share in it, has cost
me the last silver cup in the castle, and I suppose will cost
me something else next time I hold cour jjleniere, if the muse
descends on Mac-Murrough; for you know our proverb:
'"\Mien the hand of the chief ceases to bestow, the breath of
the bard is frozen in the utterance.' — Well, I would it were
even so : there are three things that are useless to a modern
Highlander, — a sword which he must not draw, a bard to sing
of deeds which he dare not imitate, and a large goat-skin purse
■without a louis-d'or to put into it."

"WeU, brother, since you betray my secrets, you cannot
expect me to keep yours. I assure you. Captain Waverley,
that Fergus is too proud to exchange his broadsword for a
marechaVs baton, that he esteems Mac-Murrough a far greater
poet than Homer, and would not give up his goat-skin purse
for all the louis d'or which it could contain."

" Well pronounced, Flora ; blow for blow, as Conan ' said
to the devd. Now do you two talk of bards and poetry, if
not of purses and claymores, while I return to do tlie final
honours to the senators of the tribe of Ivor." So saying, he
left the room.

The conversation continued between Flora and Waverley;
for two weU-dressed young women, whose character seemed
U) hover between that of companions and dependants, took no
ehaie in it. They were botli i)retty girls, but served only as
foils to the grace and beauty of tlieir patroness. Tlie dis-
course followed the turn whif.h the Chieftain had given it,
and Waverley was equally amuse<l and surprised with the
account wliich tlio huly gave him of Celtic poetry.

"The recitjition," she said, '*<»f poems, recording the feasts
of the heroes, tlie complaints of lovers, and the wars of con-
tending tribes, ffjrms the chief amusement of a winter fire-
side in the HiglJands. Some of these are said to be very
ancient, and if they are ever translated into any of the lan-
guages of civilised Europe, cannot fail t<J produce a de<q) and
general sensation. Others are more modem, the com])ositioa
of those family bards whom the chieftains of more distia-
1 See Cuuaa the Jeater. Nute 24.

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guished name and power retain as the poets and historians
of their tribes. These, of course, possess various degrees of
merit; but much of it must evaporate in translation, or be
lost ou those who do not sympathise with the feelings of the
poet."

" And your bard, whose effusions seemed to produce such
effect upon the company to-day, is he reckoned among the
favourite poets of the mountains?"

" That is a trying question. His reputation is high among
his countrymen, and you must not expect me to depreciate it." *

" But the song, Miss Mac-Ivor, seemed to awaken all those
warriors, both young and old."

" The song is little more than a catalogue of names of the
Highland clans under their distinctive peculiarities, and au
exhortation to them to remember and to emulate the actions
of their forefathers."

'• And am I wrong in conjecturing, however extraordinary
the guess appears, that there was some allusion to me in the
verses a\ liich he recited?"

" You have a quick observation, Captain Waverley, which
in this instance has not deceived you. The Gaelic language,
being uncommonly vocalic, is well adapted for sudden and
extemporai^eous poetry; and a bard seldom fails to augment
the effects of a premeditated song by throwing in any stanzas
which may be suggested by the circumstances attending the
recitation,"

" I would give my best horse to know what the Highland
bard could find to say of such an unworthy Southron as my-
self."

" It shall not even cost you a lock of his mane. Una,
mo vour7ieen ! (She spoke a few words to one of the young
girls in attendance, who instantly curtsied and tripped out
of the room.) I have sent Una to learn from the bard the
expressions he used, and you shall command my skill as
dragoman."

Una returned in a few minutes, and repeated to her mis-

• The Highland poet almost alwaya was an improvisatore. Captaia
Burt met one of them at Lo vat's table.

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tress a few lines in Gaelic. Flora seemed to think for a mo-
ment, and then, slightly colouring, she turned to Waverley:
" It is impossible to gratify your curiosity, Captain Waver-
ley, without exposing my own presumption. If you will give
me a few moments for consideration, I will endeavour to en-
graft the meaning of these lines upon a rude English transla-
tion which I have attempted of a part of the original. The
duti38 of the tea-table seem to be concluded, and, as the even-
ing is delightful, Una will show you the way to one of my
favourite haunts, and Cathleen and I will join you there."

Una, having received instructions in her native language,
conducted "Waverley out by a passage different from that
through which he had entered the apartment. At a distance
he heard the hall of the Chief still resounding with the clang
of bagpipes and the high applause of his guests. Having
gained the open air by a postern door, they walked a little
way up the wild, bleak, and narrow valley in which the house
was situated, following the course of the stream tliat winded
through it. In a spot, about a quarter of a mile from the
castle, two brooks, which formed tlio little river, had their
junction. The larger of the two came down the long bare
valley, which extended, ap])arently without any change or
el«vati(m of character, as far as the hills which formed its
boundaiy jiermitted tlie eye to reach. But the otlifr stream,
wliich liad its source among tlie mountains on the left liand of
the strath, seemed t^) issue from a very nan-ow and dark open-
ing betwixt two large rocks. Those streams were different
also in character. The larger was ])lacid, and even anllon in
its coursp, wheeling in deep eddies, or sleeping in dark blue
p<K)ls; but the motions of the lesser brook wore rapid and
furious, issuing from between precipices, like a maniac from
his confinement, all foam aiul uproar.

It was up the cfmrse of this last streaia that Waverley, like
a knight of romance, was concbuited by the fair Highland
damsel, bis silent guide. A small path, wlii(^h had been ren-
dered easy in many places for Flora's accommodation, led him
through scenery of a very different description from that which
he had just quitted. Around the caatlo all was cold, bare,

182 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

aiid desolate, yet tame even in desolation; but this narrow
glen, at so short a distance, seemed to open into the land of
romance. The rocks assumed a thousand peculiar and varied
forms. In one place a crag of huge size presented its gigantic
bulk, as if to forbid the passenger's farther progress; and it
was not until he approached its very base that Waverley dis-
cerned the sudden and acute turn by which the pathway wheeled
its course around this formidable obstacle. In another spot
the projecting rocks from the opposite sides of the chasm had
approached so near to each other that two pine-trees laid
across, and covered with turf, formed a rustic bridge at the
height of at least one hundred and fifty feet. It had no
ledges, and was barely three feet in breadth.

While gazing at this pass of peril, which crossed, like a
single black line, the small portion of blue sky not inter-
cepted by the projecting rocks on either side, it was with
a sensation of horror that Waverley beheld Flora and her
attendant appear, like inhabitants of another region, propped,
as it were, in mid-air, npon this trembling structure. She
stopped upon observing him below, and, with an air of grace-
ful ease which made him shudder, waved her handkerchief to
him by way of signal. He was unable, from the sense of
dizziness which her situation conveyed, to return the salute;
and was never more relieved than when the fair apparition
passed on from the precarious eminence which she seemed
to occupy with so much indifference, and disappeared on the
other side.

Advancing a few yards, and passing luider the bridge which
he had viewed with so much terror, the path ascended rapidly
from the edge of the brook, and the glen widened into a sylvan
amphitheatre, waving with birch, young oaks, and hazels,
with here and there a scattered yew-tree. The rocks now
receded, but still showed their grey and shaggy crests rising
among the copse- wood. Still higher rose eminences and
peaks, some bare, some clothed with wood, some round and
purple with heath, and others splintered into rocks and crags.
At a short turning the path, which had for some furlongs lost
sight of the brook, suddetdy placed Waverley in front of a

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romantic waterfall. It was not so remarkable either for great
height or quantity of water as for the beautiful accompani-
ments which made the spot interesting. After a broken cata-
ract of about twenty feet, the stream was received in a large
natural basin filled to the brim with water, which, where the
bubbles of the faU subsided, was so exquisitely clear that, al-
though it was of great depth, the eye could discern each peb-
ble at the bottom. Eddying round this reservoir, the brook
found its way as if over a broken part of the ledge, and
formed a second fall, which seemed to seek the very abyss j
then, wheeling out beneath from among the smooth dark rocks
which it had polished for ages, it wandered murmuring down
the glen, forming the stream up which Waverley had just
ascended.' The borders of this romantic reservoir corre-
sponded in beauty; but it was beauty of a stern and com-
manding cast, as if in the act of expanding into grandeur.
Mossy banks of turf were broken and interrupted by huge
fragments of rock, and decorated with trees and shriibs, some
of which had bfeu planted under the direction of Flora, but
BO cautiously that they added to the grace without diminish-
ing the romantic wildness of the scene.

Here, like one of tliose lovely forms Avhich decorate the
landscapes of I'oussin, Waverley found Flora gazing on the
waterfall. Two jtaces farther back stood Catlileen, holding a
email Heottish harp, tlie use of wliich had been tauglit to
Flora by Rory Dall, one of the last harpers of the Western
Highlands. The sun, now stooping in the west, gave a rich
and varied tingo to all the obje(!ts Avhich surrounded Waver-
ley, and seemed to add more than human brilliancy to the full
expressive darkness (»f Flora's eye, exalted tlio rielmess and
ptirity of her complexion, and enhanced the dignity and grace
of her beautiful form. Edward thought ho had never, even
in his wildest dreams, imagined a figure of such exquisite and
interesting loveliness. The wild beauty of tlio retreat, burst-
ing ufKtn him jus if by magic, augmented the mingled feeling
of delight and awe with whieh he approached her, like a fair
enchantress of Boiardo or Ariosto, by whose nod the scenerj

1 See WukrfuU. Note 25.

184 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

around seemed to have beeu created au Eden in the wilder-
ness.

Flora, like every beautiful woman, was conscious of her own
power, and pleased with its effects, which she could easily
discern from the respectful yet confused addi-ess of the young
Boldier. But, as she possessed excellent sense, she gave the
romance of the scene and other accidental circumstances full
weight in appreciating the feelings with which Waverley
seemed obviously to be impressed; and, unacquainted with
the fancifid and susceptible peculiarities of his character,
considered his homage as the passing tribute which a woman
of even inferior charms might have expected in such a situa-
tion. She therefore quietly led the way to a spot at such a
distance from the cascade that its sound should rather accom-
pany than interrupt that of her voice and instrument, and,
sitting down upon a mossy fragment of rock, she took the
harp from Cathleen.

" I have given you the trouble of walking to this spot. Cap-
tain Waverely, both because I thought the scenery would iu-
terest you, and because a Highland song would suffer still
more from my imperfect translation were I to introduce it
without its own wild and appropriate accompaniments. To
speak in the poetical language of my country, the seat of the
Celtic Muse is in the mist of the secret and solitary hill, and
her voice in the murmur of the mountain stream. He who
woos her must love the barren rock more than the fertile val-
ley, and the solitude of the desert better than the festivity of
the hall."

Few could have heard this lovely woman make this declara-
tion, with a voice where harmony was exalted by pathos, with-
out exclaiming that the muse whom she invoked could never
find a more appropriate representative. But Waverley, though
the thought rushed on his mind, found no courage to utter it.
Indeed, the wild feeling of romantic delight with which he
heard the few first notes she drew from her instrument
amounted almost to a sense of pain. He would not for
worlds have quitted his place by her side; yet he almost
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leisure the complication of emotions which, now agitated his
bosom.

Flora had exchanged the measured and monotonous recita-
tive of the bard for a lofty and uncommon Highland air, which
had been a battle-song in former ages. A few irregular strams
introduced a prelude of a Avild and peculiar tone, which har-
monised well with the distant Avaterfall, and the soft sigh of
the evening breeze in the rustlhig leaves of an aspen, which
overhung the seat of the fair harpress. The following verses
convey but little idea of the feelings with which, so sung and
accompanied, they were heard by Waverley :

There is mist on the mountain, and night on the vale.
But more dark is the sleep of the sons of the Gael.
A stranger commanded — it sunk on the land,
It has frozen each heart, and benumb'd every hand I

The dirk and the target lie sordid with dust,
The bloodless claymore is but redden'd with rust;
On the hill or the glen if a gun should appear,
It ia only to war with the heath-cock or deer.

The dee<ls of our sires if our bards .should rehearse,
Let a bhish or a blow be tlio meed of tlieir verse !
Be mute every string, and be hush'd every tone.
That shall bid us remember the fame that is flown.

But tlic dark hours of niglit and of slumber are past,
The nu)rn on our mountains i.s dawning at last;
filenaiadale's peaks are illumed with the rays,
And the streams of Ulenfinnan' leap bright in the blaze.

O high-inindo<l Moray I ' the exiled ! the dear !
In tln! l)lusii (jf tiie dawning tlie Standakd ui)rcarl
Wide, wide on the winds of the north let it fly,
Like the sun's latest flash when the tempest is nigli !

Yo sons of tbr> strong, wlion tluif dawning sliall break,
Need tlie har[) of the ago<i reniiii<i you to waki-'.'

' The yonnc and daring advonturor, T'liarlos Edward, landod at (ilcMiala-
dale, in Moi<lart, anil displayol bis HtJkndard in the valley of (denfinnan,
mustering around it tht; Mac-DonaMs. the f'amerons, and otiicr \osn
numerous clans, whom lie bad prevuiU-*! upon to join liim. Tlicrc is a
monument erected on the spot, with a Latin inscription by the late Doctor
Gregory.

• Tlic Marqtiis of Tullibardine's elder brother, who, long exiled, returned
to Scotland with Charles Edward in 1716.

18G WAVERLEY NOVELS.

That (lawn never beam'd on your forefathers' eye,
But it roused each high chieftain to vanquish or die.

Oh, spnins from the Kings who in Islay kept state,
Proud chiefs of Clan Ranald, Glengarry, and Sleat!
Combine like three streams from one mountain of snow,
And resistless in union rush down on the foe.

True son of Sir Evan, undaunted Lochiel,
Place thy targe on thy shoulder and burnish thy steell
Rough Keppoch, give breath to thy bugle's bold swell.
Till far Corryarrick resound to the knell !

Stern son of Lord Kenneth, high chief of Kintail,
Let tlio stag in thy standard bound wild in the gale!
May the race of Clan Gillean, tlie fearless and free,
Remember Glenlivat, Harlaw, and Dundee ! '

Let the clan of grey Fingon, whose offspring has given
Such heroes to earth and such martyrs to heaven,
Unite with the race of renown'd Rorri More,
To launch the long galley and stretch to the oar.

How Mac-Shimei will joy when their chief shall display
The yew-crested bonnet o'er tresses of grey !
How the race of wrong'd Alpine and murder'd Glencoe
Shall shout for revenge when they pour on the foe !

Ye sons of brown Dermid, who slew the wild boar,
Resume the pure faith of the great Calluni-More I
Mac-Neil of the Islands, and Moy of the Lake,
For honor, for freedom, for vengeance awake !

Here a large greyhound, bounding up the glen, jumped
upon Flora and interruj^ted her music by his importunate
caresses. At a distant whistle he turned and shot down the
path again with the rapidity of an arrow. " That is Fergus's
faithful attendant. Captain Waverley, and that was his sig-
nal. He likes no poetry but what is humorous, and comes in
good time to interrupt my long catalogue of the tribes, whom
one of your saucy English poets calls

Onr bootless host of high-born beggars,
Mac-Leans, Mac-Kenzies, and Mac-Gregors."

Waverley expressed his regret at the interruption.
" Oh, you cannot guess how much you have lost ! The bard,
as in duty bound, has addressed three long stanzas to Vich

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Ian Vohr of the Banners, enumerating all his great properties,
axid not forgetting his being a cheerer of the harper and bard
— "a giver of bounteous gifts." Besides, you should have
heard a practical admonition to the fair-haired son of the
stranger, who lives in the land where the grass is always
green — the rider on the shining pampered steed, whose hue is
like the raven, and whose neigh is like the scream of the eagle
for battle. This valiant horseman is affectionately conjured
to remember that his ancestors Avere distinguished by their
loyalty as well as by their courage. All this you have lost;
but, since your curiosity is not satisfied, I judge, from the
distant sound of my brother's whistle, I may have time to
sing the concluding stanzas before he comes to laugh at my
translation."

Awake on yonr hills, on your islands awako,
Brave sons of the mountain, the frith, and the lake!
'Tis the bugle — but not for the chase is the call ;
'Tis the pibroch's shrill summons — but not to the hall.

'Tis the summons of heroes for concjuost ur death.
When the banners arc hlazinj^ on iiioiintuin and heath:
They call to the <lirk, the claymore, and tlie targe,
To the march and the muster, the line and the charge.

Be the brand of each chieftain like Fin's in his ire!
May the l)li>od through his veins flow like currents of firel
Burst tlifbase foreign yoke as your sires did of yore,
Or die like your aires, and endure it no more !

CHAPTER XXTTT.

WAVP:uLKY continues at aLKVNAQUOTCH.

As Flora concludod licr song, l-'crgus stood l)f'foro them.
"I knew I sliould find you hero, even without the jussistaiice
of my friend Bran. A simple and unsubliiued taste now, liko
my own, would prefer a.jr.f. d'ean at Versailles to this cascade,
with all its acoompaniinfnt.s of rock and roar; but this is
Flora's Parnassus, Captain Waverley, and that fouutaui her

188 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Helicon. It would be greatly for the benefit of my cellar if
she could teach her coadjutor, Mac-Murrough, the value of its
influence; he has just drunk a pint of usquebaugh to correct,
he said, the coldness of the claret. Let me try its virtues.**
He sipped a little water in the hollow of his hand, and im-
mediately commenced, with a theatrical air :

" 0 Lady of the desert, hail !
Tliat hjvest the harx)ing of the Gael,
Through fair and fertile regions borne,
Where never yet grew grass or corn.

But English poetry will never succeed under the influence of
a Highland Helicon. Allans, courage I

0 vous, qui buvez, h. tasse pleine,
A cette heureuse fontaine,
Oil on ne voit, sur le rivage,

Que quelques vilains troupeaux,
Suivis de nymphes de village,

Qui les escortent sans sabots ^

"A truce, dear Fergus! spare us those most tedious and
insipid persons of all Arcadia. Do not, for Heaven's sake,
bring down Coridon and Lindor upon us."

" Xay, if you cannot relish la houlette ct le chalumeau, have
with you in heroic strains."

'' Dear Fergus, you have certainly partaken of the inspira-
tion of Mac-Murrough' s cup rather than of mine."

" I disclaim it, ma helle demoiselle, although I protest it
would be the more congenial of the two. Which of your
crack-brained Italian romancers is it that says :

lo d'Elicona niente
Mi euro, in fe de Dio ; che'l here d'acque
(Bea chi ber ne vuol) sempre mi spiacque? •

But if you prefer the Gaelic, Captain Waverley, here is little
Cathleen shall sing you Drimmindhu. Come, Cathleen, astore
{i.e., my dear), begin; no apologies to the Cean-kinne."
Cathleen sung with much liveliness a little Gaelic song, the

' Good sooth, I reck nought of your Helicon ;
Drink water whoso will, in faith 1 will drink none.

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burlesque elegy of a countryman on the loss of his cow, the
comic tones of which, though he did not understand the lan-
guage, made AVaverley laugh more than once. '

'"Admirable, Cathleen!" cried the Chieftain; "I must find
you a handsome husband among the clansmen one of these
days."

Cathleen laughed, blushed, and sheltered herseK behind her
companion.

In the progress of their return to the castle, the Chieftain
warmly pressed Waverley to remain for a week or two, in
order to see a grand hunting party, in which he and some
other Highland gentlemen proposed to join. The charms of
melody and lieauty were too strongly impressed in Edward's
breast to permit his declining an invitation so pleasing. It
was agreed, therefore, that he should write a note to the
Baron of Bradwardine, expressing his intention to stay a
fortnight at Glennaquoich, and requesting him to forward
by the bearer (a gilly of the Chieftain's) any letters which
might have ariived for him.

'I'his turned the discourse upon the Baron, whom Fergus
highly extolled as a gentleman and soldier. His character
wa.s touched with yet more discrimination by Flora, who ob-
eerved he was the very model of the old Scottisli cavalier,
with all his cxeellencies aiul ])eculiarities. "It is a (char-
acter, Caj)tain Waverley, wliich is fast disappearing; for its
best iK)int was a self-res])ect which was never lost sight of
till now. liut in the present time the gentlemen whose prin-
ciph's do not i)ermit theni to ])ay court to tlie existing govern-
ment are neglected and dcgradfMl, and many conduct them-
selves accordingly; and, like some <^f the j)er.sons you have
seen at Tully-Veolan, ado])t iiahits and coni])anions inconsist-
ent with their birth and breeding. 'I'hc inthless proscri])tion
of party seems tc:) degrade the victims whom it brands, how-
ever unjustly. l'.ut let us hope a brigliter day is jijtproaching,

• Thi.s ancient Gaelic ditty i.i still well known, both in the Highlands
and in Irolnnd. It wa.s tninsldt*-'! into Kimli.sli, imd piihliHln-d, if I inis-
takc u(>[, vindfT tiie aimpices of the fucetioua Tom D'Orlcy, l)y the title of
"CoUey.myCow."

190 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

when a Scottish country gentleman may be a scholar without
the pedantry of our friend the Baron, a sportsman without the
low habits of Mr. Falconer, and a judicious improver of his
property witliout becoming a boorish two-legged steer like
Killancureit. "

Thus did Flora prophesy a revolution, which time indeed
has produced, but in a manner very dilferent from what she
had in her mind.

The amiable Kose was next mentioned, with the warmest
encomium on her person, manners, and mind. "That man,"
said Flora, " will iind an inestimable treasure in the affections
of Rose Bradwardine who shall be so fortunate as to become
their object. Her very soul is in home, and in the discharge
of all those quiet virtues of which home is the centre. Her
husband Avill be to her what her father now is, the object of
all her care, solicitude, and affection. She will see nothing,
and connect herself with nothing, but by him and through
him. If he is a man of sense and vii-tue, she will sympathise
in his sorrows, divert his fatigue, and share his pleasures. If
she becomes the property of a churlish or negligent husband,
she will suit his taste also, for she will not long survive his
unkindness. And, alas! how great is the chance that some
such im worthy lot may be that of my poor friend ! Oh, that I
were a queen this moment, and could command the most ami-
able and worthy youth of my kingdom to accept happiness
with the hand of Rose Bradwardine!"

" I wish you would command her to accept mine en attend-
ant,''^ said Fergus, laughing.

I don't know by what caprice it was that this wish, how-
ever jocularly expressed, rather jarred on Edward's feelings,
notwithstanding his growing inclination to Flora and his in-
difference to Miss Bradwardine. This is one of the inexplica-
bilities of human nature, which we leave without comment.

"Yours, brother?" answered Flora, regarding him steadily.
" ^To ; you have another bride — Honour ; and the dangers you
must run in pursuit of her rival would break poor Rose's
heart. "

With this discourse they reached the castle, and Waverley

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soon prepared his despatches for TuUy-Veolan. As he knew
the Barou was punctilious in such matters, he was about to
impress his billet with a seal on which his armorial bearings
were engi-aved, but he did not find it at his watch, and thought
he must have left it at Tully-Yeolan. He mentioned his loss,
borrowing at the same time the family seal of the Chieftain.

" Surely, " said Miss Mac-Ivor, " Donald Bean Lean would
not "

" My life for him in such circumstances, " answered her
brother J *' besides, he would never have left the watch be-
hind."

"After all, Fergus," said Flora, "and with every aUow
ance, I am surprised you can countenance that man."

" I countenance him? This kind sister of mine would per-
suade you. Captain Waverley, that I take what the people o£
old used to call *a steakraid,' that; is, a 'collop of the foray,'
or, in plainer words, a portion of the robber' s booty, paid by
him to the Laird, or Chief, through whose grounds he drove
his prey. Oh, it is certain that, unless I can find some way to
charm Flora's tongue. General Blakeney will send a sergeant's
party from Stirling (this he said with haughty and emphatic
irony) to seize Vich Ian Vohr, as they nickname me, in his
own castle,"

" Now, Fergus, must not our guest be sensible that all this
is folly and affectation"!' You have men enough to serve you
without enlisting banditti, and your own honour is above
taint. Why don't you send this Donald Bean Lean, whom I
hate for liis Kiuoothiiess and du])licity even more than for his
rapine, out of your country at once? No cause should induce
me to tolerate sucli a character."

** No cau.He, Flora?" said the Chieftain significantly.

"No cause, Fergus 1 not even tliat which is nearest bo my
heai-t. Spare it tlio omen of such evil Hup|X)rterBl"

"Oil, but, sister," rt^joincd the Chief gaily, "you don't con-
sider my respect for la bvlle jmjision. Evan Dhu Maccombioh
is in love with Donald's daughter, Alice, and you cannot ex-
pert me to disturb him in his amours. Why, tlie wlioli^ clan
■r-o-ild cry shame on me. You know it is one of tlunr wise
9 Vol. 1

192 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

sayings, that a kinsman is part of a man's body, but a foster-
brother is a piece of his heart."

'■ WeU., Fergus, there is no disputing with you; but 1 would
all this may end well."

" Devoutly prayed, my dear and prophetic sister, and the
best way hi the world to close a dubious argument. But hear
ye not the pipes. Captain Waverley? Perhaps you will like
better to dauce to them in the hall than to be deafened with
their harmony without takuig part in the exercise they invite
us to."

Waverley took Mora's hand. The dance, song, and merry-
making proceeded, and closed the day's entertainment at the
castle of Vich Ian Vohr. Edward at length retired, his mind
agitated by a variety of new and conflicting feelings, which
detained him from rest for some time, in that not unpleasing
state of mind in which fancy takes the helm, and the soul
rather drifts passively along with the rapid and confused tide
of reflections than exerts itself to encounter, systematise, or
examine them. At a late hour he fell asleep and di-eamed of
Flora Mac-Ivor.

CHAPTER XXIV.

A 8TAG-HUXT AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.

Shall this be a long or a short chapter? This is a ques-
tion in which you, gentle reader, have no vote, however much
you may be interested in the consequences; just as you may
(like myself) probably have nothing to do with the imposing
a new tax, excepting the trifling circumstance of being obliged
to pay it. More happy surely in the present case, since,
though it lies within my arbitrary power to extend my ma-
terials as I think proper, I cannot call you into Exchequer if
you do not think proper to read my narrative. Let me there-
fore consider. It is true that the annals and documents in my
hands say but little of this Highland chase; but then I can
find copious materials for description elsewhere. There is old

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Lindsay of Pitscottie ready at my elbo% with, his Athole
hunting, and his "lofted and joisted palace of green timber j
with all kind of drink to be had in burgh and land, as ale,
beer, wine, muscadel, malvaise, hippocras, and aquavitse j with
wheat-bread, main-bread, ginge-bread, beef, mutton, lamb,
veal, venison, goose, grice, capon, coney, crane, swan, par-
tridge, plover, duck, drake, brissel-cock, pawnies, black-cock,
muir-fowl, and capercailzies" ; not forgetting the " costly bed-
ding, vaiselle, and napry," and least of all the ''excelling
stewards, cunning baxters, excellent cooks, and pottingars,
with confections and drugs for the desserts." Besides the
particulars which may be thence gleaned for this Highland
feast (the splendour of which induced the Pope's legate to
dissent from an opinion which he had hitherto held, that
Scotland, namely, was the — the — the latter end of the world —
besides these, might I not illuminate my pages with Taylor
the Water Poet's hunting in the Braes of Mar, where,

Through heather, mosse, 'mong frogs, and bogs, and fogs,
'Mongst craggy cliffs and thunder-batter'd hills,

Hares, hinds, bucks, rocs, are chased by men and dogs,
Where two hours' hunting fourscore fat deer kills.

Ijowland, your sports are low as is your seat ;

The llighluud games and minds arc high and great?

But -without further tyranny over my readers, or display of
the extent of my own reading, I shall content myself with
borrowing a single incident from the memorable lumting at
Ludfi, commemorated in the ingenious Mr. Gunn's essay on the
Calpdonian Harp, and ho proceed in my story with all the
brevity that my natural stylo of composition, partaking of
what scliolars call the periphrastic and ambagitory, and tho
vulgar tho circumbendibus, will permit me.

The solemn hunting wfis delayed, from various causes, for
about three weeks. The interval \v;iH spent by Waverley with
great satisfaction at Cilermaquoich ; for the impression which
Flora had made on his mind at their first meeting grew daily
stronger. She was precisely 'the character to fascinate a youth
of romantic imagination. Fler manners, her language, her
talents for poetry and music, gave additional and varied in-

194 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

fluence to her emineut personal charms. Even in her hours
of gaiety she was in his fancy exalted above the ordinary
daughters of Eve, and seemed only to stoop for an mstant to
those topics of amusement and gallantry which others appear
to live for. In the neighbourhood of this enchantress, while
sport consumed the morning and music and the dance led on
the hours of evening, Waverley became daily more delighted
with his hospitable landlord, and more enamoured of his be-
witching sister.

At length the period fixed for the grand hunting arrived,
and Waverley and the Chieftain departed for the place of
rendezvous, which was a day's journey to the northward of
Glennaquoich. Fergus was attended on this occasion by about
three hundred of his clan, well armed and accoutred in their
best fashion. Waverley complied so far with the custom of
the country as to adopt the trews (he could not be reconciled
to the kilt), brogues, and bonnet, as the fittest dress for tho
exercise in which he was to be engaged, and which least ex-
posed him to be stared at as a stranger when they should reach
the place of rendezvous. They found on the spot appointed
several powerful Chiefs, to all of whom Waverley was for-
mally presented, and by all cordially received. Their vassals
and clansmen, a part of whose feudal duty it was to attend
on these parties, appeared in such numbers as amounted to a
small army. These active assistants spread tlu-ough the coun-
try far and near, forming a circle, technically called the tinchel,
which, gradually closing, drove the deer in herds together tow-
ards the glen where the Chiefs and principal sportsmen lay in
wait for them. In the mean while these distinguished person-
ages bivouacked among the flowery heath, wrapped up in their
plaids, a mode of passing a summer's night which Waverley
found by no means unpleasant.

For many hours after sunrise the mountain ridges and
passes retained their ordinary appearance of silence and soli-
tude, and the Chiefs, with their followers, amused themselves
with various x>as times, in which* the joys of the shell, as Os-
sian has it, were not forgotten. " Others apart sate on a hill
retired, " jjrobably as deeply engaged in the discussion of poll-

WAVERLEY. 196

tics and news as Milton's spirits in metaphysical disquisition.
At length signals of the approach of the game were descried
and heard. Distant shouts resoimded from valley to valley,
as the various parties of Highlanders, climbing rocks, strug-
gling through copses, wading brooks, and traversing thickets,
approached more and more near to each other, and compelled
the astonished deer, with the other wild animals that fled be-
fore them, into a narrower circuit. Every now and then the
report of muskets was heard, repeated by a thousand echoes.
The baying of the dogs was soon added to the chorus, Avhich
grew ever louder and more loud. At length the advanced
parties of the deer began to show themselves; and as the
stragglers came bounding down the pass by two or three at a
time, the Chiefs showed their skill by distinguishing the fat-
test deer, and their dexterity in bringing them down Avith
their guns. Fergus exhibited remarkable address, and Ed-
ward was also so fortunate as to attract the notice and applause
of the sportsmen.

But now the main body of the deer appeared at the head of
the glen, compelled into a very narrow compass, and present-
ing such a formidable phalanx that their antlers appeared at a
distance, over the ridge of the steep pass, like a leafless grove.
Thf-ir numljer was vpry great, and from a des]ierate stand
which they nuide, with the tallest of tlie red-deer stags ar-
ranged in front, in a sort of battle-array, gazing on the group
which barred their passage down the glen, the more experi-
enced sportsmen began to augur danger. The work of de-
struction, howcvfr, now commenced on all sides. Do^'s and
hunters were at woi-k, and muskets and fusees resounded from
every quarter. The deer, driven to desperation, made at
length a fearful charge right upon the spot where the more
distinguished sportsmon had takt'u their stand. The word was
given in fJaflic; to fling tliemsolvcs U[ton tlieir faccHj but Wa-
verley, on whose English cars the signal was lost, had almost
fallen a sa/'rifico to his ignorance of the ancient language in
which it was communicated. Fergus, observing his danger,
sprung up and pulled him with violence to the ground, just
as the whole herd broke down upon them. The tide being

196 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

absolutely irresistible, and wounds from a stag's horn highly
dangerous,* the activity of the Chieftain may be considered,
on this occasion, as having saved his guest's life. He de-
tained him with a firm grasp until the whole herd of deer
had fairly run over them. Waverley then attempted to rise,
but found that he had suffered several very severe contusions,
and, upon a further examination, discovered that he had
sprained his ankle violently.

This checked the mirth of the meeting, although the High-
landers, accustomed to such incidents, and prepared for them,
had suffered no harm themselves. A wigwam was erected al-
most in an instant, where Edward was deposited on a couch
of heather. The surgeon, or he who assumed the office, ap-
peared to unite the characters of a leech and a conjuror. He
was an old smoke-dried Highlander, wearing a venerable grey
beard, and having for his sole garment a tartan frock, the
skirts of which descended to the knee, and, being undivided
in front, made the vestment serve at once for doublet and
breeches.' He observed great ceremony in approaching Ed-
ward; and though our hero was writhing with pain, would
not proceed to any operation which might assuage it until he
had perambulated his couch three times, moving from east to
west, according to the course of the sun. This, which was
called making the deasil,^ both the leech and the assistants
seemed to consider as a matter of the last importance to the
acomijlisliment of a cure; and Waverley, whom pain rendered
incapable of expostulation, and who indeed saw no chance of
its Ijeing attended to, submitted in silence.

After this ceremony was duly performed, the Esculapius let

• Tho hurt from thetynes, or branches, of the stag's horns was accounted
far more dangerous than those of the boar's tusk :

If thou be hurt with horn of stag, it brings thee to thy bier,

But barber's haml shall boar's hurt heal ; thereof have thou no fear.

• This garb, which resembled the dress often put on children in Scot-
land, f:alle<l a polonie (i.e. polonaise), is a very ancient modification of
the Highland garb. It was, in fact, the hauberk or shirt of mail, only
composed of cloth instead of rings of armour.

» Old Highlanders will still make the demil around those whom they
wish well to. To go round a person in the opposite direction, or wither'
thins (German vndcr-sinn), ia unlucky, and a sort of incantation.

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197

his patient's blood with a cuppiug-glass with great de:xterity,
and i)roceeded, muttering all the while to himself in Gaelic,
to boil on the fire certain herbs, with which he compomided
an embrocation. He then fomented the parts which had sus-
tained injury, never failing to murmur prayers or spells, which
of the two Waverley could not distinguish, as his ear only
cauglit the words Gaspar-MelcMor-Balthazar-max-prax-faXy
and similar gibberish. The fomentation had a speedy effect
in alleviating the pain and swelling, which our hero imputed
to the virtue of the herbs or the effect of the chafing, but
which was by the bystanders unanimously ascribed to the
spells with which the operation had been accompanied. Ed-
ward was given to understand that not one of the ingredients
had l)een gathered except during the full moon, and that the
herbalist had, while collecting them, uniformly recited a
charm, which in English ran thus •

Huil to thee, thou holy herb.
That sprung on lioly ground !
All in the ^fount Olivet
First wert tiiou (bund.
Thou art hoot for many a bruise,
And hcalcst many a wound;
In our Lady's blesse<l name,
I take tljee from the ground. '

Edward observed with some surprise that even Fergus, not-
with.standing his knowledge and education, seemed to fall in
with the sup('rstiti(jus ide;is of liis countrymen, either because
he deemed it impcditic to affect scepticism on a matter of
general belief, or mcne probal)ly because, like most men wlio
do not think deejily or tu^cnirately on such subjects, lie had in
his mind a reserve of superstition which l)alanced tlie fre(Hioni
of his expre.ssions and ])r:u;ti('o uj)<)u other occiisioiis. Waver-
ley made no commcnlary, therefore, on the manner of tlio
treatment, but rewarded tlie professor of medicine with a
liberality beyond the utmost conception of his wildest hopes.
He uttered on the occasion bo many incoherent blessings in

' Tliis metrical spell, or something very like it, is preserved by lleginald
Scott in his work ou Witchcraft.

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Gaelic and English that Mac-Ivor, rather scandalii3ed at the
excess of his acknowledgments, cut them short by exclaiming,
Cefid mile vi/ialloirh ort ! i.e., "A hundred thousand curses
on you!" and so pushed the helper of men out of the cabin.

After Waverley was left alone, the exhaustion of pain and
fatigue, — for the whole day's exercise had been severe, ^ — threw
him into a profound, but yet a feverish sleep, which he chiefly
owed to an opiate draught administered by the old Highlander
from some decoction of herbs in his pharmacopoeia.

Eai'ly the next morning, the purpose of their meeting being
over, and their sports damped by the untoward accident, ia
which Fergus and all his friends expressed the greatest sym-
pathy, it became a question how to dispose of the disabled
8i)ortsman. This was settled by ]\Iac-Ivor, who had a litter
prepared, of " birch and hazel grey, " ' which was borne by hia
people with such caution and dexterity as renders it not im-
probable that they may have been the ancestors of some of
those sturdy Gael who have now the happiness to transport
the belles of Edinburgh in their sedan-chairs to ten routs in
one evening. When Edward was elevated upon their shoul-
ders he could not help being gratified with the romantic effect
produced by the breaking up of this sylvan camp. "

The various tribes assembled, each at the pibroch of their
native clan, and each headed by their patriarchal ruler.
Some, who had already begun to retire, were seen winding up
the hnis, or descending the passes which led to the scene of
action, the sound of their bagpipes dying upon the ear. Others
made still a moving picture upon the narrow plain, forming
various changeful groups, their feathers and loose plaids wav-
ing in the morning breeze, and their arms glittering in the
rising sun. Most of the Chiefs came to take farewell of Wa-
verley, and to express their anxious hope they might again,
and speedily, meet; but the care of Fergus abridged the cere-
mony of taking leave. At length, his own men being com*

* On the morrow they made their biers
Of birch and hazel grey.

Chevy Chase.

• See The Hunting Match. Note 26.

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pletely assembled and mustered, Mac-Ivor commenced his
march, but not towards the quarter from which they had
come. He gave Edward to understand that the greater part
of his followers now on the field were bound on a distant
expedition, and that when he had deposited him in the house
of a gentleman, who he was sure would pay him every atten-
tion, he himself should be under the necessity of accompany-
ing them the greater part of the way, but would lose no time
in rejoining his friend.

Waverley was rather surprised that Fergus had not men-
tioned this ulterior destination when they set out upon the
hunting-party; but his situation did not admit of many inter-
rogatories. The greater part of the clansmen went forward
under the guidance of old Ballenkeiroch and Evan Dhu Mac-
combich, apparently in high spirits. A few remained for the
purpose of escorting the Chieftain, who walked by the side of
Edward's litter, and attended him Avith the most affectionate
assiduity. About noon, after a journey which the nature of
the conveyance, tlie pain of his bruises, and the roughness of
the way rendered inexpressibly painful, Waverley was liospit-
ably received into the house of a gentleman related to Fergus,
who liad ])rej)ared for liim every accommodation which the
sim])lc lialnts of living tlien universal in tlio Highlands put in
his p<nv«;r. In tliis person, an old man about seventy, Edward
admired a relic of primitive simplicity. He wore no dress but
what his estate afforded; the cloth was the fleece of his own
sheep, woven by his own servants, and stained into tartan by
the dyes produced from tlie lierbs and licliens of tlie hills
around him. His linen was s])un by liis daughters and maid-
servants, from his own flax ; nor did his table, though plenti-
fid, and varied with ga.nw and fish, offer an article but what
was of native produce.

f'laiming himself no riglits of clanshi]) or vassalage, ho was
fortunate in the allianee and protection of Vi(th Ian Vohr and
other bold and enterprising Chieftains, wlio protected him in
the quiet unambitious life lie loved. It is true, the youth
born on his grounds were often enticed to leave him for the
service of his more active friends; but a few old servants and

200 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

tenants used to shake their grey locks when they heard their
master censured for want of spirit, and observed, " When the
wind is still, the shower falls soft." This good old man,
whose charity and hospitality were unbounded, would have
received Waverley with kindness had he been the meanest
Saxon peasant, since his situation required assistance. But
his attention to a friend and guest of Vich Ian Vohr was anx-
ious and unremitted. Other embrocations were applied to the
injured limb, and new spells were put in practice. At length,
after more solicitude than was perhaps for the advantage of
his health, Fergus took farewell of Edward for a few days,
when, he said, he would return to Tomanrait, and hoped by
that time Waverley would be able to ride one of the Highland
ponies of his landlord, and in that manner return, to Glenna-
quoich.

The next day, when his good old host appeared, Edward
learned that his friend had departed with the dawn, leaving
none of his followers except Galium Beg, the sort of foot-page
who used to attend his person, and who had now in charge to
wait upon Waverley. On asking his host if he knew where
the Chieftain was gone? the old man looked fixedly at him,
with something mysterious and sad in the smile which was
his only reply. Waverley repeated his question, to which his
host answered in a proverb :

" What sent the messengers to hell,
Was asking what they knew full well." '

He was about to proceed, l)ut Galium Beg said, rather
pei-tly, as Edward thought, that "Ta Tighearnach [i.e., the
Chief) did not like ta Sassenagh duinh^-wassel to bo pingled
wi' mickle speaking, as she was na tat weel." From this
Waverley concluded he should disoblige his friend by inquir-
ing of a stranger the object of a journey which he himself had
not communicated.

It is unnecessary to trace the progress of our hero's recov-
ery. The sixth morning had arrived, and he was able to walk

• Corresponding to the Lowland saying, ' Mony ane speers the gate they
ken fu' weel.'

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about with a staff, when Fergus returned with about a score
of his men. He seemed in the highest spirits, congratulated
Waverley on his progress towards recovery, and finding he
was able to sit on horseback, proposed their immediate return
to Glennaquoich. Waverley joyfully acceded, for the form of
its fair mistress had lived in his di'cams during all the time
of his confinement.

Now he has ridden o'er moor and moss,
O'er hill and many a glen,

Fergus, all the while, with his myrmidons, striding stoutly
by his side, or diverging to get a shot at a roe or a heath-
cock. Waverley 's bosom beat thick when they approached
the old tower of Ian nan Chaistel, and could distinguish the
fair form of its mistress advancing to meet them.

Fergus l>egau immediately, with his usual high spirits, to
exclaim: "Open your gates, incomparable princess, to the
wounded Mu(jr Abiudarez, whom llodrigo de Narvez, con-
stable of Antiquera, conveys to your castle ; or open them, if
yoii like it better, to the renowned Marquis of Mantua, the
sad attendant of liis half-slain friend Baldovinos of the Moim-
tain. Ah, long rest to thy soul, Cervantes! without (pioting
thy remnants, how should 1 frame my language to betit ro-
mantic ears!"

Flora now advanced, and welcoming Waverley with much
kindness, expressed her regret for liis accident, of which she
had already licard particulars, and her s ii])rise that lier brother
should not liave taken better care to i)ut a stranger on his
giKird against the perils of the sport in which lio engaged him.
Edward easily exculpated the Chieftain, who, indeed, at his
own personal risk, had i)r()bably saved his life.

This greeting over, Fergus said throe or four words to his
sister in Gut-Wc. The tears instantly sprung to lier (^yes, but
they seemed to be tears of devotion and joy, for she looked up
to heaven and folded lier hands jus in a solemn expression of
prayer or gratitude. After the pause of a minute, slie pre-
sented to Edward some letters which liad been forwarded
from Tidly-Veolan during his absence, and at the same time

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delivered some to her brother. To the latter she likewise
ga\'e three or four numbers of the Caledonian Mercury, the
ouly newspaper which was then published to the north of the
Tweed.

Both gentlemen retired to examine their despatches, and
Edward speedily found that those which he had received con-
tained matters of very deep interest.

CHAPTER XXV.

NEWS FROM ENGLAND.

The letters which Waverley had hitherto received from Ms
relations in England were not such as required any particular
notice in this narrative. His father usually wrote to him with
the pompous affectation of one who was too much oppressed
by public alfairs to find leisure to attend to those of his own
family. Now and then he mentioned persons of rank in Scot-
land to whom he wished his son should pay some attention;
but Waverley, hitherto occupied by the amusements which he
had found at TuUy-Veolan and Glennaquoich, dispensed with
paying any attention to hints so coldly thrown out, especially
as distance, shortness of leave of absence, and so forth fur-
nished a ready apology. But latterly the burden of Mr.
Richard Waverley's paternal epistles consisted in certain
mysterious hints of greatness and influence which he was
speedily to attain, and which would ensure his son's obtain-
ing the most rapid promotion, should be remain in the mili-
tary service. Sir Everard's letters were of a different tenor.
They were short} for the good Baronet was none of your
illimitable correspondents, whose manuscript overflows the
folds of their large j)ost paper, and leaves no room for the
seal ; but they were kind and affectionate, and seldom con-
cluded without some allusion to our hero's stud, some ques-
tion about the state of his purse, and a special inquiry after
such of his recruits as had preceded him from Waverley-

WAVERLET. 203

Honour. Aunt Rachel charged him to remember his princi-
ples of religion, to take care of his health, to beware of Scotch
mists, which, she had heard, would wet an Englishman through
and through, never to go out at night without his greatcoat,
and, above all, to wear flannel next to his skin.

Mr. Pembroke only wrote to our hero one letter, but it was
of the bulk of six epistles of these degenerate days, containing,
in the moderate compass of ten folio pages, closely written, a
precis of a supplementary quarto manuscript of addenda, de-
lenda, et corrigenda in reference to the two tracts with which
he had presented Waverley. This he considered as a mere
sop in the pan to stay the appetite of Edward's curiosity until
he should find nn opportunity of sending down the volume
itself, which was much too heavy for the post, and which ho
proposed to accompany with certain interesting pamphlets,
lately published by his friend in Little Britain, with whom
ho had keyjt up a sort of literary correspondence, in virtue ol
which the library shelves of Waverley-Honour were loaded
with much trash, and a good round bill, seldom summed in
fewer than three figures, was yearly transmitted, in which Sii
Everard Waverley of Waverley-Honour, Bart., was marked
Dr. to Jonathan Grubbet, bookseller and stationer, Little
Britain. Such had liithcrto been the style of the letters
whi<;li Edward had received from England; l)ut the packet
delivered to him at Glenna/iuoich was of a different and more
interesting com])lexion. It would be impossible for the
reader, even were I to insert the letters at full length, to
0OTn|)rfhPiid th^. roal rauso of their bping written, Avithout a
glanco \n[A) the interior of the British cabinet at the period ia
question.

Tho ministers of the day ha]>i».npd (no very Bingular event)
to be divided into two parties; tlio weakest of which, making
up by assiduity of intrigue th^ir inferiority in real conse-
quence, had of late acquired somo new ])roHelytes, and with
them the hope of 8ui)erseding their rivals in the favour of
their sovereign, and over[)Owering them in the House of Com-
mons. Amongst others, they had thought it worth while to
practise upon liichard Waverley. This honest gcutloman, by

204 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

a gi'ave mysterious demeanour, an attention to the etiquette of
business rather more than to its essence, a facility in making
long dull speeches, consisting of truisms and commonplaces,
hashed up with a tecluiical jargon of office, which prevented
the inanity of his orations from being discovered, had acquired
a certain name and credit in public life, and even established,
with many, the character of a profound politician; none of
your shining orators, indeed, whose talents evaporate in tropes
of rhetoric and flashes of wit, but one possessed of steady
parts for business, which would wear well, as the ladies say
in choosing their silks, and ought in all reason to be good for
common and every-day use, since they were confessedly formed
of no holiday texture.

This faith had become so general that the insurgent party
in the cabinet, of which we have made mention, after sound-
ing Mr. Richard Waverley, were so satisfied with his senti-
ments and abilities as to propose that, in case of a certain
revolution in the ministry, he should take an ostensible place
in the new order of things, not indeed of the very first rank,
but greatly higher, in point both of emolument and influence,
than that which he now enjoyed. There was no resisting so
tempting a proposal, notwithstanding that the Great Man
under whose patronage he had enlisted, and by whose banner
he had hitherto stood iirm, was the principal object of the
proposed attack by the new allies. Unfortunately this fair
scheme of ambition was blighted in the very bud by a prema-
ture movement. All the official gentlemen concerned in it
who hesitated to take the i>art of a voluntary resignation were
informed that the king had no further occasion for their ser-
vices; and in Richard Waverley's case, which the minister
considered as aggravated by ingratitude, dismissal was accom-
panied by something like personal contempt and contumely.
The public, and even the party of whom he shared the fall,
sympathised little in the disappointment of this selfish and
interested statesman ; and he retired to the country under the
comfortable reflection that he had lost, at the same time,
character, credit, and — what he at least equally deplored —
emolument.

WAVERLEY. 205

Richard "Waverley's letter to his son upon this occasion was
a masterpiece of its kind. Aristides himself could not have
made out a harder case. An unjust monarch and an ungrate-
ful country were the burden of each roimded paragraph. He
spoke of long services and unrequited sacrifices ; though the
former had been overpaid by his salary, and nobody could
guess in what the latter consisted, unless it were in his de-
serting, not from conviction, but for the lucre of gain, the
Toi-y ])rinciples of his family. In the conclusion, his resent-
ment was wrought to such an excess by the force of his own
oratory, that he could not repress some threats of vengeance,
however vague and impotent, and finally acquainted his f-ia
with his pleasiire that he should testify his sense of the ill-
treatment he had sustained by throwing iip his commission as
soon as the letter reached him. This, he said, was also his
uncle's desire, as he would himself intimate in due course.

Accordingly, the next letter which Edward opened was from
Sir Everavd. His brother's disgrace seemed to have removed
from his well-natured bosom all recollection of their differ-
ences, and, remote as he was from every means of learning
that Jlichard's disgrace was in reality only the just as well
SM natural consequence of his own unsuccessful intrigues, the
gr)od but credulous P.aronct at once sot it down as a new and
enormous iustanceof thc^ injustice of the existing government.
It was true, he said, and he must not disguise it even' from
Edward, that his father could not have sustained such :in
insult as was now, for the first time, offered to one of bis
house, unless ho had subjected himself to it by neeeptin?^' of
an ni])loynient under the ])resent system. Sir ICverard bad
no (loul)t lliat lie now both saw and felt the magnitude of tliis
error, and it should bo liis (Sir Everard's) business to take
care that the cause of his regret should iiot extend itself to
])<ieuniary consef|uenceH. It was enough for a AVaverley to
liavt) sustained tho jniblio disgrace; tho patrimonial injury
could easily be obviated by the head of their family. But ib
was both the opinion of Mr. Kichard Waverley and his own
that Edward, the representative of the family of Waverley-
Honour, should not remain in a situation which subjected him

206 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

also to such treatment as that with which his father had been
Btigmatised. He requested his nephew therefore to take the
fittest, and at the same time the most speedy, opportunity of
transmitting his resignation to the War Office, and hinted, more-
over, that little ceremony was necessary where so little had
been used to his father. He sent multitudinous greetings to
the Baron of Bradwardine.

A letter from Aunt Eachel spoke out even nim-e plainly.
She considered the disgrace of brother Richard as the just
reward of his forfeiting his allegiance to a lawful though ex-
iled sovereign, and taking the oaths to an alien ; a concession
which her grandfather, Sir Nigel Waverley, refused to make,
cither to the Roundhead Parliament or to Cromwell, when his
lijce and fortune stood in the utmost extremity. She hoped
her dear Edward would follow the footsteps of his ancestors,
and as speedily as possible get rid of the badge of servitude
to the usurping family, and regard the wrongs sustained by
his father as an admonition from Heaven that every desertion
of the line of loyalty becomes its own punishment. She also
concluded with her respects to Mr. Bradwardine, and begged
Waverley would inform her whether his daughter. Miss |lose,
"was old enough to wear a pair of very handsome ear-rings,
which she proposed to send as a token of her affection. The
good lady also desired to be informed whether Mr. Bradwar-
dine took as much Scotch snuff and danced as unweariedly as
he did when he was at Waverley-Honour about thirty years
ago.

These letters, as might have been expected, highly excited
Waverley's indignation. From the desultory style of his
studies, he had not any fixed political opinion to place in
opposition to the movements of indignation which he felt at
his father's supposed wrongs. Of the real cause of his dis-
giace Edward was totally ignorant; nor had his habits at all
led him to investigate the politics of the period in which he
lived, or remark the intrigues in which his father had been so
actively engaged. Indeed, any impressions which he had ac-
cidentally adopted concerning the parties of the times were
(owing to the society in which he had lived at Waverley-Hon-

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oirr) of a nature rather unfavourable to the existing government
and cl}Tiasty. He entered, therefore, without hesitation into
the resentful feeling of the relations ■who had the best title
to dictate his conduct ; and not perhaps the less willingly when
he remembered the taedium of his quari:ers, and the inferior
figure which he had made among the officers of his regiment.
If he could have had any doubt upon the subject it would
have been decided by the following letter from his commanding
officer, which, as it is very short, shall be inserted verbatim :

" Sir,

" Having carried somewhat beyond the line of ray duty an
indulgence which even the lights of nature, and much moie
those of Chi'istianity, direct towards errors which may arise
fi'om youth and inexperience, and that altogether without
effect, I am reluctantly compelled, at the present crisis, to use
the only remaining remedy which is in my power. You are,
therefore, hereby commanded to repair to , the headquar-
ters of the regiment, within three days after the date of this
letter. If you shall fail to do so, I must report you to the
War Office as al)sent without leave, and also take other steps,
which will bo disagreoablo to you as well as to,

'' Sir,
" Your obedient Servant,

"J. Gakdinek, Lieut. -Col.
" Commanding tlie Regt. Dragc)on3."

Edward's blood boiled witliin him as he read this letter.
He liad hcpri iU'.custom<ul from liis very infancy to possess in
a gioat measure the disposal of his own time, and thus ac-
quired habits whicli rendered the rules of military diHcii)line
as unpleasing to him in this as they were in some other re-
Bpects. An idea that in his own case they would not be cn-
fnrrod in a very rigid maimer liad also obtainr-d full ])ossessioii
of his mind, and liad hith(!rt/0 been sanctioned by tlin indul-
gent conduct of bis lioufpnant-nolonel. Neither had anytliiiig
occurred, to his knowledge, that should have induced liis com-
manding officer, wifliont any other warning than the hints we
noticed at the end of the fourteenth chapter, bo suddenly to

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assume a harsh and, as Edward deemed it, so insolent a tone
of dictatorial authority. Connecting it with the letters he
had just received from his family, he could not but suppose
that it was designed to make him feel, in his present situa-
tion, the same pressure of authority which had been exercised
in his father's case, and that the whole was a concerted scheme
to depress and degrade every member of the Waverley family.

"Without a pause, therefore, Edward wrote a few cold lines,
thanking his lieutenant-colonel for past civilities, and express-
ing regret that he should have chosen to efface the remem-
brance of them by assuming a different tone towards him.
The strain of his letter, as well as what he (Edward) con-
ceived to be his duty in the present crisis, called upon him
to lay down his commission; and he therefore inclosed the
formal resignation of a situation which subjected him to so
unpleasant a correspondence, and requested Colonel Gardi-
ner would have the goodness to forward it to the proper au-
thorities.

Having finished this magnanimous epistle, he felt somewliat
uncertain concerning the terms in which his resignation ought
to be expressed, upon which subject he resolved to consult
Fergus Mac-Ivor. It may be observed in passing that the
bold and prompt habits of thinking, actmg, and speaking
which distinguished this young Chieftain had given him a
considerable ascendency over the mind of Waverley. En-
dowed with at least equal powers of understanding, and with
much finer genius, Edward yet stooped to the bold and de-
cisive activity of an intellect which was sharpened by the
haljit of acting on a preconceived and regular system, as weU
as Ijy extensive knowledge of the world.

^^'hen Edward found his friend, the latter had stiU in his
baud the newspaper which he had perused, and advanced to
meet him with the embarrassment of one who has unpleasing
news to communicate. " Do your letters, Captain Waverley,
confirm the unpleasing information which I find in this
pai:)er?"

He put the paper into his hand, where his father's disgrace
was registered in the most bitter terms, transferred probably

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from some London journal. At the end of the paragraph was
this remarkable innuendo :

'• We understand that 'this same Richard who hath done
all this' is not the only example of the Wavering Honour
of W-v-r-ly H-n-r. See the Gazette of this day. "

"With hurried and feverish apprehension our hero turned to
the place referred to, and found therein recorded, " Edward

Waverley, captain in regiment di-agoons, superseded for

absence without leave" ; and in the list of military promotions,
referring to the same regiment, he discovered this farther
article, " Lieut. Julius Butler, to be captain, vice Edward
Waverley superseded. "

Our hero's bosom glowed with the resentment which unde-
served and apparently premeditated insult was calculated to
excite in the bosom of one who had aspired after honour, and
was thus wantonly held u]) to public scorn and disgrace.
Upon comparing the date of his colonel's letter with that of
the article in the Gazette, he perceived that his threat of mak-
ing a report upon his absence had been literally fultillcd, and
witlumt inquiry, as it seemed, whether Edward had either
received his summons or was disposed to comply with it. The
whole, therefore, appeared a formed plan to degrade him in
the eyes of the publico; and tlie idea of its having sucvceded
filled hiiii with such liitter emotions that, after various
attempts to conceal them, he at length threw himself into
Ma/Jvor's arms, and gave vent to tears of shame and indig-
nation.

It was none of tliis Cliieftain's faults to be indifforont lo
the wrongs of his friends; and for JOdward, independent of
certain i)lans witli which he was connected, lie felt a deep and
sineere interest. The proceeding appeared aa extraordinary
to liim as it had done to Edward. Ko indeed kn(^w of more
motives than Waverley was ])rivy to for the peremptory order
that lie should join liis regiment. Jiut that, without farther
inquiry int<^) the circumstances of a necessary delay, the com-
manding officer, in contradiction to his known and established
character, should have ]>roceeded in so harsh and unusual a
maimer was a mystery which ho could not penetrate. lie

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soothed our hero, however, to the best of his power, and
began to tm-n his thoughts on revenge for his insulted honour.

Edward eagerly grasped at the idea. "Will you carry a
message for me to Colonel Gardiner, my dear Fergus, and
oblige me for ever?"

Fergus paused. "It is an act of friendship which you
should command, could it be useful, or lead to the righting
your honour ; but in the present case I doubt if your command-
ing officer would give you the meeting on accoimt of his hav-
ing taken measures which, however harsh and exasperating,
were still within the strict bounds of his duty. Besides, Gar-
diner is a precise Huguenot, and has adopted certain ideas
about the sinfulness of such rencontres, from which it would
be impossible to make him depart, especially as his courage ia
beyond all suspicion. And besides, I — T, to say the truth — I
dare not at this moment, for some very weighty reasons, go
near any of the military quarters or garrisons belonging to this
government. "

" And am I, " said Waverley, " to sit down quiet and con-
tented under the injury I have received?"

"That will I never advise my friend," replied Maclvor.
" But I would have vengeance to fall on the head, not on the
hand, on the tyi-annical and oppressive government which de-
signed and directed these premeditated and reiterated insults,
not on the tools of office which they employed in the execution
of the injuries they aimed at you."

"On the government!" said Waverley.

" Yes, " replied the impetuous Highlander, " on the usurp-
ing House of Hanover, whom your grandfather would no more
have served than he would have taken wages of red-hot gold
from the great fiend of hell!"

" But since the time of my grandfather two generations of
this dynasty have possessed the throne, " said Edward coolly.

"True," replied the Chieftain; "and because we have pas-
sively given them so long the means of showing their native
character, — because both you and I myself have lived in v;uiefc
submission, have even truckled to the times so far as to accept
eoniiaissiona under them, and thus have given them an oppor-

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tunity of disgracing us publicly by resuming them, are we not
on that account to resent injuries which our fathers only ap-
prehended, but which we have actually sustained? Or is the
cause of the unfortunate Stuart family become less just, be-
cause their title has devolved upon an heir who is innocent of
the charges of misgovernment brought against his father? Do
you remember the lines of your favourite poet?

Had Richard unconstrain'd resigned the throne,
A king can give no more than is his own ;
The title stood entail'd had Richard had a son.

You see, my dear Waverley, I can quote poetry as well as
Flora and you. But come, clear your moody brow, and trust
to me to show you an honourable road to a speedy and glorious
revenge. Let us seek Flora, who perhaps has more news to
tell us of what has occurred during our absence. She will re-
joice to hear that you are relieved of your servitude. But first
add a postscript to your letter, marking the time when you re-
ceived this calvinistical colonel's first summons, and express
your regret tluit the hastiness of his proceedings prevented your
anticipathig tliem l)y sending your resignation. Then let him
blush for his injustice."

The letter was sealed accordingly, covering a formal resig-
nation of the commission, and Maclvor despatched it with
sonify letters of his own l)y a s)>fcial messenger, with charge to
put them into the nearest post-office in the Lowlands.

CHAI^TER XXVI.

AN KCLAIRCISSKMKNT.

TifK hint whif.h tlie C'liicftain li;itl thrown out rospocttJig
Flora \va.s not unj)rciu(!ditat<.'d. lie liud ol)served witli grt^at
satisfjiction the giowing attachment of Waverley to his sister,
nor did he see any bar to their union, excepting the situation
which Waverley's fathf-r hchl in the ministry, and Edward's
own oommission in thn army of (Icorg*' IT. These ol)sta<'.l('S
were now removed, and in a mamier which apparently paved

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the way for the son's becoming reconciled to another alle-
giance. In every other respect the match would be most
eligible. The safety, happiness, and honourable provision
of his sister, whom he dearly loved, appeared to be ensured by
the proposed union ; and his heart swelled when he considered
how his own interest would be exalted in the eyes of the ex-
monarch to whom he had dedicated his service, by an alliance
with one of those ancient, powerful, and wealthy English
families of the steady Cavalier faith, to awaken whose de-
cayed attaclimeut to the Stuart family was now a matter of
such vital importance to the Stuart cause. Nor could Fergus
perceive any obstacle to such a scheme. Waverley's attach-
ment was evident; and as his person was handsome, and his
taste apparently coincided Avitli her own, he anticipated no
opposition on the part of Flora. Indeed, between his ideas
of patriarchal power and those which he had acquired in
France respecting the disposal of females in marriage, any
opposition from his sister, dear as she was to him, would
have been the last obstacle on which he would have calcu-
lated, even had the union been less eligible.

Influenced by these feelings, the Chief now led Waverley
in quest of iRliss Mac-Ivor, not without the hope that the
present agitation of his guest's spirits might give him cour-
age to cut short what Fergus termed the romance of the court-
shi}). They found Flora, with her faitliful attendants, Una
and Cathleen, busied in preparing what appeared to Waverley
to be white bridal favours. Disguising as well as he could
the agitation of his mind, Waverley asked for what joyful
occasion Miss Mac-Ivor made such ample preparation.

" It is for Fergus's bridal," she said, smiling.

"Indeed!" said Edward; "he has kept his secret weU. I
hope he will allow me to be his bride's-man."

"That is a man's office, but not yours, as Beatrice says,"
retorted Flora.

"And who is the fair lady, may I be permitted to ask, Miss
Mac-Ivor?"

" Did not I tell you long since that Fergus wooed no bride
but Honour?" answered Flora.

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" And am I then incapable of being his assistant and coun-
sellor ill the pursuit of honour?" said our hero, colouring deeply.
"Do I rank so low in your opinion?"

" Far from it, Captain Waveiiey. I would to God you were
of our determination ! and made use of the expression which
displeased you, solely

Because you are not of our quality,
But stand against us as an enemy.

" That time is past, sister, " said Fergus ; " and you may
wish Edward Waverley (no longer captain) joy of being freed
from the slavery to an usurper, implied in that sable and ill-
omened emblem."

" Yes, " said Waveiiey, undoing the cockade from his hat,
" it has pleased the king who bestowed this badge upon me to
resume it in a manner which leaves me little reason to regret
his service."

''Thank God for that!" cried the enthusiast; "and oh, that
they may be Ijlind enough to treat every man of honour who
serves them with the same indignity, that I may have less to
sigli for when the struggle approaches!"

"And now, sister," said the Chieftain, "replace his cockade
with onn of a more lively colour. I think it was tlio fashion
of ihv. ladies of yore t j arm and send forth tlieir knights to
high achievement."

"Not," replied the lady, "till the knight adventurer had
■well weighed the justice and the danger of the cause, Fergus.
Mr. Waverley is just now too mufih agitated by feelings of
recent emotion for mo to press upon him a resolution of con-
sequence."

Waverley felt half alarmed at the thought of adopting the
badge of what was by the majm-ity of the kingdom esteemed
rebellifni, yC't he eould not diHguisn his cliagrin at the coldness
with which Flora i).'iiried her brother's hint. "MissMiic-
Ivor, I perceive, thinks the knight unworthy of her encour-
agement and favour," said he, somewhat bitterly.

"Not 80, Mr. Waverley," she replied, with great sweetness.
"Why should I refuse my brother's valued friend a boon

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which I am distributiug to his whole clan? Most willingly
would I enlist every man of honour in the cause to which my
brother has devoted himself. Ikit Fergus has taken his meas-
ures with his eyes open. His life has been devoted to this
cause from his cradle ; with Jiim its call is sacred, were it even
a summons to the tomb. But how can I wish you, Mr. Waver-
ley, so new to the world, so far from every friend who might
advise and ought to influence you, — in a moment, too, of sud-
den pique and indignation, — how can I wish you to plmige
yourself at once into so desperate an enterprise?"

Fergus, who did not understand these delicacies, strode
through the apartment biting his lip, and then, with a con-
strained smile, said, "Well, sister, I leave you to act your
new character of mediator between the Elector of Hanover
and the subjects of your lawful sovereign and benefactor,"
and left the room.

There was a painful pause, which was at length broken by
Miss Mac-Ivor. "My brother is unjust," she said, "because
he can bear no interruption that seems to thwart his loyal
zeal."

" And do you not share his ardour?" asked Waverley.

"Do I not?" answered Flora. "God knows mine exceeds
his, if that be possible. But I am not, like him, rapt by the
bustle of military preparation, and the infinite detail neces-
sary to the present undertaking, beyond consideration of the
grand principles of justice and truth, on which our enterprise
is grounded; and these, I am certain, can only be furthered
by measures in themselves true and just. To operate upon
your present feelings, my dear Mr. Waverley, to induce you
to an irretrievable step, of which you have not considered
either the justice or the danger, is, in my poor judgment,
neither the one nor the other."

" Incomparable Flora!" said Edward, taking her hand, " how
much do I need such a monitor!"

"A better one by far," said Flora, gently withdrawing her
hand, "Mr. Waverley will always find in his own bosom,
when he vnR give its small still voice leisure to be heard."

"No, Miss Mac-Ivor, I dare not hope it; a thousand cir-

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cumstances of fatal self-indulgence have made me the creature
rather of imagination than reason. Durst I but hope — could
I hut think — that you would deign to be to me that affection-
ate, that condescending friend, who would strengthen me to
redeem my errors, my future life "

" Hush, my dear sir ! now you carry your joy at escaping
the hands of a Jacobite recruiting officer to an unparalleled
excess of gratitude."

"Nay, dear Flora, trifle with me no longer; you cannot
mistake the meaning of those feelings which I have almost
involuntarily expressed; and smce I have broken the barrier
of silence, let me profit by my audacity. Or may I, with
your permission, mention to your brother "

"Not for the world, Mr. Waverley!"

" What am I to imderstand?" said Edward. *' Is there any-
fatal bar — has any prepossession "

"None, sir," answered Flora. "I owe it to myself to say
that I never yet saw the person on whom I thought with ref-
erence to the present subject."

" The shortness of our acquaintance, perhaps — If Miss Mac-
Ivor will deign to give me time "

'* r liave not even that excuse. Captain Waverley's char-
acter is so ojjen — is, in sliort, of that nature that it caimot be
misconstrued, either in its strength or its weakness."

" And for that weakness you despise me?" said Edward.

" Forgive me, Mr. Waverley — and remember it is but within
this half-hour that there existed between lis a burrier of a na-
ture to me in sur7nonn table, since T never could think of an
officer in the service of the Elector of Hanover in any other
light than as a casual acfiuaintance. Permit me then to ar-
range my ideas upon so unexpected a topic, and in less than
an hour I will be ready to give you such reasons for the reso-
lution I shall express as may bo satisfiictory at least, if not
])h'a,sing to you." Ro saying, Flora withdrew, h-aviiig Waver-
ley to meditate upon the manner in wliich she had received his
addresses.

Ere he could make up his mind whether to believe his suit
had been acceptable or no, Fergus re-entered the apartment.
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•' What, a la mort, Waverley?" he cried. " Come down with
me to the court, and you shall see a sight worth all the tirades
of your romances. An himdred firelocks, my friend, and as
many broadswords, just arrived from good friends; and two
or three hundred stout fellows almost fighting which shall
first possess them. But let me look at you closer. Why, a
true Highlander would say you had been blighted by an evil
eye. Or can it be this silly girl that has thus blanked your
spirit? Never mind her, dear Edward; the wisest of her sex
are fools in what regards the business of life."

" Indeed, my good friend," answered Waverley, " all that I
can charge against your sister is, that she is too sensible, too
reasonable."

" If that be all, I ensure you for a louis-d'or against the
mood lasting four-and-twenty hours. No woman was ever
steadily sensible for that period; and I will engage, if that
will please you, Flora shall be as unreasonable to-morrow as
any of her sex. You must learn, my dear Edward, to con-
sider women en mousquetaire."

So saying, he seized Waverley 's arm and dragged him off
to review his military preparations.

CHAPTER XXVII.

UPON THE SAME SUBJECT.

Fergus Mac-Ivor liad too much tact and delicacy to renew
the subject which he had interrupted. His head was, or ap-
peared to be, so full of guns, broadswords, bonnets, canteens,
and tartan hose that Waverley could not for some time draw
his attention to any other topic.

"Are you to take the field so soon, Fergus," he asked,
"that you are making all these martial preparations?"

" WTien we have settled that you go with me, you shall know
all ; but otherwise, the knowledge might rather be prejudicial
to you."

" But are you serious in your purpose, with such inferior

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forces, to rise against an established government? It is mere
frenzy. "

" Laissez faire a Don Antoine; I shall take good care of
myself. We shall at least use the compliment of Conan, who
never got a stroke but he gave one. I would not, however,"
continued the Chieftain, " have you think me mad enough to
stir till a favourable opportunity : I will not slip my dog be-
fore the game's afoot. But, once more, will you join with us,
and you shall know all?"

" How can I?" said Waverley ; " I, who have so lately held
that commission which is now posting back to those that gave
it? My accepting it implied a promise of fidelity, and an ac-
knowledgment of the legality of the government."

"A rash promise," answered Fergus, "is not a steel hand-
cuff ; it may be shaken off, especially when it was given imder
deception, and has been repaid by insult. But if you cannot
immediately make up your mind to a glorious revenge, go to
England, and ere you cross the Tweed you will hear tidings
that will make the world ring; and if Sir Everard bo the
galUmt old cavalier I have heard him described by some of
our honest gentlemen of the year one thousand seven hundred
and fifteen, he will find you a better horse-troop and a better
catise than you have lost."

" Hut your sister, Fergus?"

"Out, hyperl)olical fiend!" replied the Chief, laughing;
"how vexest thou this man! Speak'st thou of notliing but of
ladies?"

"Nay, be serious, my dear friend," said Waverley; " I feel
that the ha7)])in('SH of my future life must de])(Mid u]k»ii the
answfM- wliich Miss Mac-Jvor sliall make to wliat I ventured
to tell her this moiTiing."

"And is this your very sober earnest," said Fergus, more
gravely, "or ;iro wo in the land of romance and fiction?"

"My earnest, imdonbtedly. How could you snpposo me
jesting on such a subject?"

"Then, in very sober earnest," answered his friend, "I am
very glad to hear it; and so highly do T think of Flora, that
you are the only man in England for whom I would say so

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much. But before you shake iny hand so •warmly, there is
more to be considered. Your own family — will they approve
your connecting yourself with the sister of a high-born High-
land beggar?"

" My imcle's situation, " said Waverley, " his general opin-
ions, and his uniform indulgence, entitle me to say, that birth
and personal qualities are all he would look to in such a con-
nection. And where can I hud both united in such excellence
as in your sister?"

" Oh, nowhere ! cela va sans dire, " replied Fergus, with a
smile. " But your father will expect a father's prerogative in
being consulted."

" Surely ; but his late breach with the ruling powers re-
moves all apprehension of objection on his part, especially as
I am convijiced that my uncle will be warm in my cause."

" Religion perhaps, " said Fergus, '' may make obstacles,
though we are not bigotted Catholics."

"My grandmother was of the Church of Rome, and her
religion was never objected to by my family. Do not think
of vii/ friends, dear Fergus; let me rather have your influence
where it may be more necessary to remove obstacles — I meaa
with your lovely sister. "

*' My lovely sister, " replied Fergus, " like her loving brother,
is very apt to have a pretty decisive will of her own, by
which, in this case, you must be ruled; but you shall not
want my interest, nor my counsel. And, in the first place, I
■will give you one hint — Loyalty is her ruling passion ; and
since she could spell an English book she has been in love
with the memory of the gallant Captain Wogan, who re-
nounced the service of the usurper Cromwell to join the stand-
ard of Charles II., marched a handful of cavalry from London
to tlie Highlands to join Middleton, then inarms for the kmg,
and at length died gloriously in the royal cause. Ask her to
show you some verses she made on his history and fate ; they
have been much admired, I assure you. The next point is :
I think I saw Flora go up towards the waterfall a short time
since; follow, man, follow! don't allow the garrison time to
strengthen its purposes of resistance. Alerte a la muraille I

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Seek Flora out, and learn her decision as "soon as you can, and
Cupid go with you, while I go to look over belts and cartouch-
boxes."

^^'averley ascended the glen with an anxious and throbbing
heart. Love, "with all its romantic train of hopes, fears, and
wishes, was mingled with other feelings of a nature less easily
defined. He could not but remember how much this morning
had changed his fate, and into what a complication of per-
plexity it was likely to plunge him. Sunrise had seen him
possessed of an esteemed rank in the honourable profession of
arms, his father, to all appearance rapidly rising in the favour
of liis sovereign. All this had passed away like a dream ; he
himself was dishonoured, his father disgraced, and he had
become involuntarily the confidant at least, if not the accom-
plice, of plans, dark, deej), and dangerous, which must infer
either the subversion of the government he had so lately
served, or the destruction of all Avho had participated in them.
Should Flora even listen to liis suit favourably, what prospect
was tliere of its being brought to a ha])py terminatit)u amid
the tumult of an impending insurrection? Or how coidd he
make the selfish request that she shoidd leave Fergus, to
whom slie was so much attached, and, retiring with liiiu to
England, wait, as a distant si)octator, the success of lier
brother's undertaking, or tlie ruin <jf all his hojjcs and for-
tunes? Or, on the other hand, to engage himself, with no
other aid than his single arm, in the dangerous and ]in'('ipi-
tate counsels of the Chieftain, to lie wliirled along by him,
the ])artaker of all his desperate and im]n'tnous motions, re-
nouncing almost the ])owcr of judging, or deciding U])on tlie
rectitude or y)rudence of liis a<;tions, this was no j)leasing
proai)ect for the secret pride of Waverley to stoop to. And
yet wliat other conclusion remained, saving tlio rejecticm of
his addresses by Flora, an alternative not U) be thought of In
the jnesent liigli-wrought state of his feelings with anything
short of mentfd agony. Pondering the doubtful and danger-
ous prospect lieforo him, he at lengtli arrived near the cas-
cade, where, as Fergtis liad augured, he found Flora seated.

She was quite alone, and as soon as she observed his ap-

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proach she rose and cauie to meet him. Edward attempted to
say something within the verge of ordinary compliment and
conversation, but found himself unequal to the task. Flora
seemed at first equally embarrassed, but recovered herself
more speedily, and (an unfavourable augury for Waverley's
suit) was the first to enter upon the subject of their last in-
terview. "It is too important, in every point of view, Mr.
"Waverley, to permit me to leave you in doubt on my senti-
ments."

" Do not speak them speedily, " said Waverley, much
agitated, *' unless they are such as I fear, from your mamier,
I must not dare to anticipate. Let time — let my future con-
duct— let your brother's influence "

" Forgive me, Mr. "Waverley, " said Flora, her complexion a
little heightened, but her voice firm and composed. " I should
incur my own hea\'7 censure did I delay expressing my sincere
conviction that I can never regard you otherwise than as a
valued friend. I should do you the highest mjustice did I
conceal my sentiments for a moment. I see I distress you,
and I grieve for it, ])ut better now than later ; and oh, better a
thousand times, Mr. Waverley, that you should feel a present
momentary disappointment than the long and heart-sickening
griefs which attend a rash and ill-assorted mai-riage!"

''Good God!" exclaimed Waverley, "why should you an-
ticipate such consequences from a union where birth is equal,
where fortune is favourable, where, if I may venture to say
BO, the tastes are' similar, where you allege no preference for
another, where you even express a favourable opinion of him
whom you reject?"

"Mr. AVaverley, I have that favourable opinion," answered
Flora; "-and so strongly that, though I would rather have
been silent on the grounds of my resolution, you shall com-
mand them, if you exact such a mark of my esteem and con-
fidence."

She sat down upon a fragment of rock, and Waverley, plac-
ing himself near her, anxiously pressed for the explanation
she offered.

"I dare hardly," she said, "tell you the situation of my

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feelings, they are so different fioiu those usually ascribed to
young women at my period of life ; and I dare hardly touch
upon what I conjecture to be the nature of yours, lest 1 should
give offence where I would willingly administer consolation.
For myself, from my infancy till this day I have had but one
wish — the restoration of my royal benefactors to their rightful
throne. It is impossible to express to you the devotion of
my feelings to this single subject; and I will frankly confess
that it has so occupied my mind as to exclude every thought
respecting what is called my own settlement in life. Let me
but live to see the day of that happy restoration, and a High-
land cottage, a French convent, or an English palace will be
alike indifferent to me."

" But, dearest Flora, how is your enthusiastic zeal for the
exiled family inconsistent with my happiness?"

" Because you seek, or ought to seek, in the object of your
attachment a heart whose principal delight should be in aug-
menting your domestic felicity and returning your affection,
even to the height of romance. To a man of less keen sensi-
bility, and less enthusiastic tenderness of disposition, Flora
Mac-Ivor might give content, if not happiness ; for, were the
irrevocable words sj)oken, never would she be deficient in the
duties which slio vowed."

" And wliy, — wliy, Miss Mac-Ivor, should you think your-
self a more valual^le treasure to one who is less capable of
loving, of aflmiring you, than to me?"

" Simply because the tone of our affections would bo more
in miison, and beeause liis more blunted seiisil)ility would not
require the rirturn of enthusiasm \vlii<'h i have not to bestow.
But you, Mr. Waverley, would for ever refer to the idea of
domestic hap))ines3 which your imagination ia capable of ))aint-
ing, andwliatever fell short of that ideal representation would
be ooiiHtrued into coolness and indifferenee, wliilo you might
consider tlio enthusiasm with which I regarded Ihe 8U(;(H!ss of
the royal family as defrauding your affection of its due return."

"In other words, Miss Mac-Ivor, you cannot love nu*?"
said lier suitor dejectedly.

"I could esteem you, Mr. Waverley, as much, perhaps

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more, than any man I have ever seen ; but I cannot love you
as yoii ought to be loved. Oh ! do not, for your own sake, de-
sire so hazai'dous an experiment! The woman whom you
mai'ry ought to have affections and opinions moulded upon
yours. Her studies ought to be your studies ; her wishes, her
feelings, her hopes, her fears, should all mingle with yours.
She shoidd enhance your pleasures, share your sorrows, and
cheer your melancholy."

'• And why will not you. Miss ]VIac-Ivor, who can so well
describe a happy union, why will not you be yourseK the
person you describe?"

"Is it possible you do not yet comprehend me?" answered
Flora. " Have I not told you that every keener sensation of
my mind is bent exclusively towards an event upon which,
indeed, I have no power but those of my earnest prayers?"

"And might not the granting the suit I solicit," said
Waverley, too earnest on his purpose to consider what he was
about to say, " even advance the interest to which you have
devoted yourself? My family is wealthy and powerful, in-
clined in principles to the Stuart race, and should a favour-
able opportunity "

"A favourable opportunity!" said Flora, somewhat scorn-
fully. " Inclined in j)rinciples ! Can such lukewarm ad-
herence be honourable to yourselves, or gratifying to your
lawful sovereign? Think, from my present feelings, what I
should suffer when I held the place of member in a family
•where the rights which I hold most sacred are subjected to
cold discussion, and only deemed worthy of support when
they shall appear on the point of triumphing without it!"

"Your doubts," quickly replied Waverley, "are unjust as
far as concerns myself. The cause that I shall assert, I dare
support through every danger, as undauntedly as the boldest
who draws sword in its behalf."

" Of that," answered Flora, " I cannot doubt for a moment.
But consult your own good sense and reason rather than a pre-
possession hastily adopted, probably only because you have
met a young woman possessed of the usual accomplishments
in a sequestered and romantic situation. Let your part in

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this great and perilous diaina rest upon conviction, and not
on a hurried and probably a temporary feeling."

AN'averley attempted to reply, but his words failed him.
Every sentiment that Flora had uttered vindicated the
strength of his attachment; for even her loyalty, although
wildly enthusiastic, was generous and noble, and disdained to
avail itself of any indirect means of supporting the cause to
which she was devoted.

After walking a little way in silence down the path, Flora
thus resumed the conversation : " One word more, Mr.
Waverley, ere we bid farewell to this topic for ever ; and for-
give my boldness if that word have the air of advice. My
brother Fergus is anxious that you should join him in his
present enterprise. l>ut do not consent to this; you could
not, by your single exertions, further his success, and you
would inevitably share his fall, if it be God's pleasure that
fall he must. Your character would also suffer irretrievably.
Let me beg you will return to your own country; and, having
publicly freed yourself from every tie to the usurping govern-
ment, I trust you will see cause, and find opportunity, to
serve your injured sovereign with effect, and stand forth, as
your loyal ancestors, at the licad of your luitural followers and
adlierents, a Avortliy re])resentative of tlie house of Waverley."

" And should 1 be so happy as thus to distiuguisli myself,
miglit I not hope "

" Forgive my interruption," said Flora. " The present tijue
only is ours, and I can but explain to you with candour the
feelings whicli I now entertain; how they might ho altered
by a train of events Um) favouralilo perliaps to Ixs hop<^d for,
it were in vain even to conjecture. Only be assured, Mr.
Waverley, that, after my brotlu^r's honour and ]iai)])ines8,
there, i.s none wliidi I sliall more sincerely ]>ray for llian for
yours."

With these words slie parted from liim, for they were n(»w
arrived where two paths separated. Waverley reached tlie
castle amidst a medley of conflicting passions. He avoided
any j)rivate interview witli Fergus, as he did not iind himself
able either to encounter his raillery or reply to his solicita-

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tion8. The ■u'ild revelry of the feast, for Mac-Ivor kept open
table for his clan, served in some degree to stun reflection.
When their festivity was ended, he began to consider how he
shoidd again meet INIiss INIac-Ivor after the painful and mter-
esting explanation of the morning. But Flora did not appear.
Fergus, whose eyes flashed when he was told by Cathleen that
her mistress designed to keep her apartment that evening,
went liimseK in quest of her ; but apjjarently his remonstrances
were in vain, for he returned with a heightened complexion
and manifest symptoms of displeasure. The rest of the even-
ing passed on without any allusion, on the part either of
Fergus or Waverley, to the subject which engrossed the re-
flections of the latter, and perhaps of both.

When retired to his own apartment, Edward endeavoured
to sum up the business of the day. That the repulse he
had received from Flora would be persisted in for the pres-
ent, there was no doubt. But could he hope for ultimate suc-
cess in case circumstances permitted the renewal of his suit?
AYould the enthusiastic loyalty, which at this animating mo-
ment left no room for a softer passion, survive, at least in its
engrossing force, the success or the failure of the present polit-
ical machinations? And if so, could he hope that the inter-
est which slie had acknowledged him to possess in her favour
might be improved into a warmer attachment? He taxed his
memory to recall every word she had used, with the appro-
priate looks and gestures which had enforced them, and ended
hy finding himself in the same state of uncertainty. It was
very late before sleep brought relief to the tumult of his mind,
after the most painful and agitating day which he had ever
passed.

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CHAPTER XXVIIL

A LETTER FROM TULLT-VEOLAN.

In- the morning, when Waverley's troubled reflections had
for some time given way to repose, there came music to his
dreams, but not the voice of Selma. He imagined himself
transported back to Tully-Veolan, and that he heard Davie
Gellatley singing in the court those matins wliich used gener-
ally to be the fijst sounds that disturbed his repose while a
guest of the Baron of Bradwardine. The notes which sug-
gested this vision continued, and waxed louder, until Edward
awoke in earnest. The illusion, however, did not seem en-
tirely dispelled. The apartment was in the fortress of lau
nan Chaistel, but it was still the voice of Davie Gellatley that
made the following lines resound under the window :

^fy heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the ]Ii[,'hhiii(ls a-diasiiig the deer;
A-chasing tlio wild deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go. ■

Curious to know what could have determined Mr. Gellatley
on an excursion of such unwonted extent, Edward began to
dress himself in all hiiste, during whicli operation the miu-
Btrelsy of Davie changed its tune more tlian once:

There's nonght in the Highlands hut syhoea and locks,
And lang-leggit callants gaun wanting the hreeks;
^Vanting llu; hreeks, and without hose and shoon,
I5ut we'll a' win the hreeks when King Jamie comes liame. *

V,y tlio timo VVav<Mley was dressed and liad issued forth,
David li;id associated liimself wi h two or ilin-o of the nunicr-
ous Jligliland loungf-rs who always rracf^l the gates of Iho
ca.stlo wiili tlieir j)r«'sejice, and wa.** capfring and dancing full

' These lines form the hunlcn of an old song to whicii Duma wrote
iwldilional verses.

These lines are also ancient, and I helieve to the tune of
We'll never hae ponce till .Tamie cornea hame;
to which Burns likewise wrote some ver»e3.
16

JS6 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

inen-ily in the doubles and full career of a Scotch foursome
reel, to the music of his own whistling. In this double capac-
ity of dancer and musician he continued, luitil an idle piper,
who observed his zeal, obeyed the unanimous call of Seid
siias (i.e., blow up), and relieved him from the latter part of
his trouble. Young and old then mingled in the dance as
they could find partners. The appearance of Waverley did
not interrupt David's exercise, though he contrived, by grin-
ning, nodding, and throwing one or two inclinations of the
body mto the graces with which he performed the Highland
fling, to convey to our hero symptoms of recognition. Then,
while busily employed in setting, whooping all the while, and
snapping his fingers over his head, he of a sudden prolonged
his side-step until it brought him to the place where Edwai'd
was standing, and, still keepmg time to the music like Harle-
quin in a pantomime, he thrust a letter into our hero's hand,
and continued his saltation without pause or intermission.
Edward, who perceived that the address was in Eose's hand-
writing, retired to peruse it, leaving the faithful bearer to
continue his exercise until the piper or he should be tired out.
The contents of the letter gi-eatly surprised him. It had
originally commenced with " Dear Sir" ; but these words had
been carefuUy erased, and the monosyllable " Sir" substituted
in their place. The rest of the contents shall be given in
Rose's own language.

" I fear I am using an improper freedom by intruding upon
you, yet I cannot trust to any one else to let you know some
things which have happened here, with which it seems neces-
sary you should be acquainted. Forgive me, if I am wrong
in what I am doing ; for, alas ! Mr. Waverley, I have no better
advice than that of my own feelings ; my dear father is gone
from this j)lace, and when he can return to my assistance and
protection, God alone knows. You have probably heard that,
in consequence of some troublesome news from the Highlands,
warrants were sent out for apprehending several gentlemen
in these parts, and, among others, my dear father. In spite
of all my tears and entreaties that he would surrender himself

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to the government, he joined with Mr. Falconer and some
other gentlemen, and they have all gone northwards, with
a body of about forty horsemen. So I am not so anxious con-
cerning his immediate safety as about what may follow after-
wards, for these troubles are only beginning. But all this is
nothing to you, Mr. Waverley, only I thought you would be
glad to learn that my father has escaped, in case you happen
to have heard that he was in danger.

'■ The day after my father went off there came a party of
soldiers to Tully-Veolan, and behaved very rudely to Bailie
Macwheeble ; but the officer was very civil to me, only said
his duty obliged him to search for arms and papers. My
father had provided against this by taking away all the arms
except the old useless things which hung in the hall, and ho
had put all his papers out of the way. But oh ! Mr. Waver-
ley, how shall I tell you, that they made strict incpiiry after
you, and asked when you had been at Tully-Veolan, and
where you now were. The officer is gone back with his party,
but a nou-commissioned officer and four men remain as a sort
of garrison in the house. They have hitherto behaved very
well, as wo are forced to keep them in good-humour. But
these soldiers have hinted as if, on your falling into their hands,
you would bo in groat danger; I cannot prevail on myself to
write what wicked falsehoods they said, for I am sure they
are falsehoods; but you will best judge Avhat you ought to do.
The party that returned carried off your servant prisoner,
witli your two horses, and everything tliat you left at Tully-
Veolan. I hope Cod will jirotect ycju, and that you Avill get
safe home to England, wlioro you used to tell }no tlioro Avaa
no military vif)lence nor lighting among clans permitted, l)ufc
everything w:is done according to an equjil law that protected
all who were harmless and innocent. I ho])o you will exert
your indulgenf.o as to my boldness in Avriting to you, where it
seems to me, thougli perhaps erroneously, tliat your safety and
honotir are concerned. 1 am sure — at least I think, my
father would approve of my writing; for Mr. Kubrick is fled
to his cousin's at the Ihichran, to bo out of danger from the
soldiers and the AVhigs, and Bailie Macwheeble does not liko

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to meddle (lie says) in other ineu's concerns, though I hope
what may serve my father's friend at such a time as this
caimot be termed improper interference. Farewell, Captain
Waverley ! I shall probably never see you more j for it would
be very improper to wish you to call at Tully-Veolan just
now, even if these men were gone j but I will always remem-
ber with gratitude your kindness in assisting so poor a scholar
as myself, and your attentions to my dear, dear father.
" I remain, your obliged servant,

"Rose Comyne Brad ward ine.

"P.S. — I hope you will send me a line by David Gellatley,
just to say you have received this and that you will take care
of yourself; and forgive me if I entreat you, for your own
Bake, to join none of these unhappy cabals, but escape, as
fast as possible, to your own fortunate country. My com-
pliments to my dear Flora and to Glennaquoich. Is she not
as handsome and accomplished as I described her?"

Thus concluded the letter of Rose Bradwardme, the contents
of which both surprised and affected Waverley. That the
Baron should fall under the suspicions of government, in con-
sequence of the present stir among the partisans of the house
of Stuart, seemed only the natural consequence of his political
predilections ; but how he himself should have been involved
in such suspicions, conscious that vuitD. yesterday he had been
free from harbouring a thought against the prosperity of the
reigning family, seemed inexplicable. Both at Tully-Veolan
and Glennaquoich his hosts had respected his engagements
with the existing government, and though enough passed by
accidental innuendo that might mduce him to reckon the
Baron and the Chief among those disaffected gentlemen who
were still numerous in Scotland, yet until his o^vn connection
with the army had been broken off by the resumption of his
commission, he had no reason to suppose that they nourished
any immediate or hostile attempts against the present estab-
lishment. Still he was aware that, unless he meant at once
to embrace the proposal of Fergus Mac-Ivor, it would deeply

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229

concern- him to leave the suspicious neighbourhood without
delay, and repair where his conduct might undergo a satis-
factory examination. Upon this he the rather determined,
as Flora's advice favoured his doing so, and because he felt
inexpressible repugnance at the idea of being accessary to the
plague of civil war. Whatever were the original rights of the
Stuai-ts, calm reflection told him that, omitting the question
how far James the Second could forfeit those of his posterity,
he had, according to the united voice of the whole nation,
justly forfeited his own. Since that period four monarcha
had reigned in peace and gloiy over Britain, sustaining and
exalting the character of the nation abroad and its liberties at
home. Eeason asked, was it worth while to disturb a gov-
ernment so long settled and established, and to plunge a king-
dom into all the miseries of civil war, for the purpose of re-
placing upon the throne the descendants of a monarch by
whom it had been wilfully forfeited? If, on the other hand,
his own final conviction of the goodness of their cause, or the
commands of his fatlier or uncle, should recommend to liim
allegiance to the Stuarts, still it was necessary to clear his own
character by showing that he had not, as seemed to be falsely
insinuated, taken any step t/j this purjwse during his holding
the coiiimission of tlie reigning monarch.

The affectionate simidicity of Kose and her anxiety for liis
safety, ]»is sense too of her uji])rotected state, and of the terror
and actual dangers to which she might be exposed, made an
impression upon his mind, and he instantly wrote to thank
her in the kindest ternjs for her solieitudo on his accoinit, to
express his earnest good wislies for her welfare and that of
her father, and to assure her of liis own safety. The feelings
whieh this ta.sk excited were speedily lost in the necessity
which ho now saw of liidding farewell to Flora Mac-Ivor, per-
haps for ever. The ytang attending this reHeotion wius inex-
pressible; for her liigh-minded elevation of c]iara(;ter, her
self-devotion to the cause which she had cmbrac(!d, united to
her scrupulous rectitude as to the means of serving it, had
vindicated to his judgment tho choice ado])ted by his y)assioii3.
But time pressed, calumny waa busy with his fame, and every

230 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

hour's delay increased the power to injure it. His tleparture
iiuist be instant.

With this determination he sought out Fergus, and com-
municatsd to him the contents of Hose's letter, with his own
resolution instantly to go to Edinburgh, and put into the hands
of some one or other of those persons of influence to whom he
had letters from his father his exculpation from any charge
which might be preferred against him.

'' You run your head into the lion's mouth," answered Mac-
Ivor. " You do not know the severity of a government har-
assed by just apprehensions, and a consciousness of their own
illegality and insecurity. I shall have to deliver you from
some dungeon in Stirling or Edinburgh Castle."

'•My innocence, my rank, my father's intimacy with Lord

M , General G , etc., will be a sufficient protection,"

said Waverley.

" Y''ou will find the contrary, " replied the Chieftain ; " these
gentlemen will have enough to do about their own matters.
Once more, wUl you take tlie plaid, and stay a little while
with us among the mists and the crows, in the bravest cause
ever sword was drawn in ?" '

*' For many reasons, my dear Fergus, you must hold me ex-
cused. "

"Well then," said Mac-Ivor, "I shall certainly find you
exerting your poetical talents Jn elegies upon a prison, or your
antiquarian researches in detecting the Oggam '^ character or
some Punic hieroglyphic upon the keystones of a vault, curi-
ously arched. Or what say you to U7i petit penc/e?/ie/i^ bien
joH? against which awkward ceremony I don't warrant you,
should y(ju meet a body of the armed west-country WTiigs."

" And why should they use me so?" said Waverley.

" For a hundred good reasons," answered Fergus. "First,
» A Highland rhyme on Glencairn's Expedition, in 1650, ha.i these lines :

We'll bide a while amang ta crows,
We'll wiske ta sword and bend ta bows.

* The Oggam is a species of the old Irish character. The idea of the
correspondence betwixt the Celtic and Punic, founded on a scene in Plau-
tos, was not started till General Vallancey set up his theory, long after the
date of Fergus Mac-Ivor.

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you are an Englishman ; secondly, a gentleman ; thirdly, a
pielatist abjured; and, fourthly, they have not had an oppor-
tunity to exercise their talents on such a subject this long
while. But don't be cast down, beloved; all will be done in
the fear of the Lord. "

" Well, I must run my hazard."

"You are determined, then?"

"lam."

" Wilful will do't, " said Fergus. " But you cann6t go on
foot, and I shall want no horse, as I must march on foot at the
head of the children of Ivor; you shall have brown Dermid."

" If you will sell him, I shall certainly be much obliged."

"If your proud English heart cannot be obliged by a gift
or loan, I will not refuse money at the entrance of a campaign :
his price is twenty guineas. [Remember, reader, it was Sixty
Years since.] And when do you propose to depart?"

" The sooner the better, " answered Waverley.

" You are right, since go j^ou must, or rather, since go you
will. I will take Flora's pony and ride witli you as far as
Bally-Brough. Galium Beg, see that our horses are ready,
with a pfjny for yourself, to attend and carry Mr. Waverley's

baggage as far a.s (naming a small town), where he can

have a horse and guide to Edinburgli. Tut on a Lowland
dres.s, Callum, and see you keep your tongue close, if you
would not have mo cut it out. Mr. Waverley rides Dormid."
Then turning to Edward, " You wiU take leave of my sister?"

" Surely — that is, if Miss Mac-Ivor will honour me so far."

"f'athhien, let my sister know Mr. AVavorlny wislios to bid
her farewell l;eforo ho leaves us. liut Kose Bradwardine, her
situation must bo thouglit of; I wish she were hero. And
why should slie not? There are but four red-coats at Tully-
Veolan, and their muskets would be very useful to us."

To thaso broken rf-marks Edward )uado no answer; liis car
indeed received tliem, Init his soul was intent upon the ex-
pected entrance of Flora. 'J'ho door opened. It wjis but
Cathleen, with her lady's excuse, and wishes for Captain AVa-
verley's health and happiness.

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CHAPTER XXIX.

WAVERLEy's KECEPTION IN" THE LOWLANDS AFTER HIS HIGH-

LANL TOUR.

It -was noon when the two friends stood at the top of the
pass of Bally-Brough. "I must go no farther," said Fergus
Mac-Ivor, who during the journey had in vain endeavoured to
raise his friend's spirits. " If my cross-grained sister has
any share in your dejection, trust me she thinks highly of
you, though her present anxiety about the public cause pre-
vents her listening to any other subject. Confide your inter-
est to me ; I will not betray it, providing you do not again
assume that vile cockade."

" No fear of that, considering the manner in which it has
been recalled. Adieu, Fergus ; do not permit your sister to
forget me."

" And adieu, Waverley ; you may soon hear of her with a
prouder title. Get home, write letters, and make friends as
many and as fast as you can ; there will speedily be unex-
pected guests on the coast of Suffolk, or my news from France
has deceived me. " '

Thus parted the friends; Fergus returning back to his
castle, while Edward, followed by Callum ]>eg, the latter
transformed from point to point into a Low-country groom,
proceeded to the little town of .

Edward paced on under the painful and yet not altogether
eml)ittered feelings which separation and uncertainty produce
in the mind of a youthful lover. I am not sure if the ladies
understand the full value of the influence of absence, nor do I
think it wise to teach it them, lest, like the Clelias and Man-
danes of yore, they should resume the humour of sending
their lovers into banishment. Distance, in truth, produces in
idea the same effect as in real perspective. Objects are soft-

« The santruine Jacobites, during the eventful years 1745-4<3, kept up the
spirits of their party by the rumour of descents from France on behalf of
the Chevalier St. George.

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ened, and rounded, and rendered doubly graceful ; the harsher
and more ordinary points of character are mellowed do^\^l,
and those by which it is remembered are the more striding
outlines that mark sublimity, grace, or beauty. There are
mists too in the mental as well as the natural horizon, to
conceal what is less pleasing in distant objects, and there are
happy lights, to stream in full glory upon those points which
can proht by brilliant illumination.

Waverley forgot Flora Mac-Ivor's prejudices in her mag-
nanimity, and almost pardoned her indifference towards his
affection ^/hen he recollected the grand and decisive object
which seemed to fill her whole soul. She, whose sense of
duty so wholly engrossed her in the cause of a benefactor,
what would be her feelings in favour of the happy individual
who should be so fortunate as to awaken them? Then came
the doubtful question, whether he might not be that happy
mail, — a question wliich fancy endeavoured to answer in the
affirmative, ]jy conjuring up all she had said in liis praise,
witli the addition of a comment nuich more flattering tlian the
text warranted. All tliat was commonplace, all that belonged
to tlie every-day world, was melted away and obliterated iii
those dreams of imagination, wliich only remembered with ad-
vantage tlie ])oints of grace and dignity that distinguished
Flora from tlie g(!nerality of her sex, not the particulars which
she held in common with them. Edward was, in short, in
the fair way of creating a goddess out of a high-spirited, ac-
cojnjilished, and beautifnl young woman; and the time wjis
wa.sted in cjistle-building until, at the dt^scent of a steep hill,
he saw b(;ii(!ath him the market-town of .

The Highland ])oliteneB8 of Callum IJeg — there are few na-
tions, by the way, who can boiust of so miicli natural politeness
as the Highlanders' — the Highland civility of his att(Mnlant
had not ])crniitte(l him to disturb the reveries of our hero.

' Til'' iriu'lilfiiifU'r, in foniifr times, liml nlwn.vH n liiRli idcn f)f his own
gentility, imd was nnxions to imprfss tlie siuin' iijion thos<! with whom ho
convorscd. His InimnnK*' nhonnded in the phrn.se.s of courtesy and com-
plinu-nt ; and tin- liahit of carryiiiK arniH, nn<l mixiiiK with those who did
BO, made it pnrtirnlarly desirable they ahould use cautious politcnesa in
their intercourse with each other.

234 WAVERLEY NOVELS

But observing him rouse himself at the sight of the village,
Calhim pressed closer to his side, and hoped " when they cam
to tlie public, his honour wad not say nothing about Vich Ian
Vohr, for ta people weve bitter Whigs, deil burst tern."

Waverley assured the prudent page that he would be cau-
tious ; and as he now distinguished, not indeed the ringing of
bells, but the tinkling of something like a hammer against the
side of an old mossy, green, inverted porridge-pot that hung
in an open booth, of the size and shape of a parrot's cage,
erected to grace the east end of a building resembling an old
barn, he asked Galium Beg if it were Sunday.

"Could na say just preceesely; Simday seldom cam aboon
the pass of Bally-Brough."

On entering the to\\aa, however, and advancing towards the
most apparent public-house which presented itself, the num-
bers of old women, in tartan screens and red cloaks, who
streamed from the barn -resembling building, debating as they
went the comparative merits of the blessed youth Jabesh
Rentowel and that chosen vessel Maister Goukthrapple, in-
duced Galium to assure his temporary master "that it was
either ta muckle Sunday hersell, or ta little government Sun-
day that they ca'd ta fast."

On alighting at the sign of the Seven -branched Golden
Candlestick, which, for the further delectation of the guests,
was graced with a short Hebrew motto, they were received by
mme host, a tall thin puritanical figure, who seemed to debate
with himself whether he ought to give shelter to those who
travelled on such a day. Reflecting, however, in all proba-
bility, that he possessed the power of mulcting them for this
irregularity, a jjenalty which they might escape by passing
into Gregor Duncanson's, at the sign of the Highlander and
the Hawick Gill, Mr. Ebenezer Gruickshanks condescended to
admit them into his dwelling.

To this sanctified person Waverley addressed his request
that he would procure him a guide, with a saddle-horse, to
carry his portmanteau to Edinburgh.

"And whar may ye be coming from?" demanded mine host
of the Candlestick.

WAVERLEY. 236

" I have told you where I wish to go ; I do not conceive any-
further information necessary either for the guide or his sad-
dle-horse. "

"Hem! Ahem!" returned he of the Candlestick, somewhat
disconcerted at this rebutf. " It's the general fast, sir, and
I cannot enter into ony carnal transactions on sic a day, when
the people should be humbled and the backsliders should re-
turn, as worthy Mr. Goukthrapple said; and moreover when,
as the precious Mr. Jabesh Rentowel did weel observe, the
land was mourning for covenants burnt, broken, and buried."

" My good friend, " said Waverley, " if you cannot let me
have a horse and guide, my servant shall seek them else-
where. "

"A weel! Your servant? and what for gangs he not for-
ward wi' you himsell?"

"Waverley had but very little of a captain of horse's spirit
within him — 1 mean of that sort of spirit which I have been
oblig(id to when I happened, in a mail coach or diligence, to
meet some military man who has kmdly taken upon him the
disciplining i>i the waiters and the taxing of reckonings. Some
of this useful talent our In-ro had, however, acquired during
his military service, and on this gross provocation it began
seriously to arise. "Look ye, sir; I came here for my own
accommodation, and not to answer impertinent questions.
Either say you can, or cannot, get me what I want; I shall
pursue my course in either case."

Mr. Kbenezer Cruickslianks left the room with some indis-
tinct muttering; l)ut wlictlier negative or acquiescent, Edward
could not well distinguish. Tlie hostess, a civil, quiet, labo-
rious drudg(?, came to take his orders for (liiuici-, but declined
to make answer on the subject of the horse and guide; for the
Salique law, it seems, extended to the stables of the (JohhMi
Candlestick.

From a window which overlooked the dark and narrow court
in which Calluni lieg rubbed down the horses after their
journey, Waverley heard the following dialogue betwixt the
subtle foot-page of Vicli Ian Volir and his landlord:

" Ye'll be frao the north, young man'/" began the latter.

236 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

" Aud ye may say that, " answered Callum.

"And ye'll hae ridden a lang way the day, it may wed
be?"

" Sae lang, that I could weel tak a dram. "

"Gudewife, bring the gill stoup."

Here some compliments passed fitting the occasion, whea
my host of the Golden Candlestick, having, as he thought,
opened his guest's heart by this hospitable propitiation, re-
sumed his scrutiny.

" Ye'll no hae mickle better whisky than that aboon the
Pass?"

" I am nae f rae aboon the Pass. "

" Ye're a Highlandman by your tongue?"

"Ka; I am but just Aberdeen-a-way . "

"And did your master come frae Aberdeen wi' you?"

"Ay; that's when I left it my sell," answered the cool and
impenetrable Callum Beg.

"And what kind of a gentleman is he?"

"I believe he is ane o' King George's state officers; at least
he's aye for ganging on to the south, and he has a hantle sil-
ler, and never grudges onything till a poor body, or in the
way of a la"\ving. "

" He wants a guide and a horse frae hence to Edinburgh?"

"Ay, and ye maun find it him forthwith."

"Ahem! It will be chargeable."

" He cares na for that a bodle."

"Aweel, Duncan — did ye say your name was Duncan, or
Donald?"

"Na, man — Jamie — Jamie Steenson — T telt ye before."

This last undaunted parry altogether foiled Mr. Cruick-
shanks, who, though not quite satisfied either with the reserve
of the master or the extreme readiness of the man, was con-
tented to lay a tax on the reckoning and horse-hire that might
compound for his ungratified curiosity. The circumstance of
its being the fast day was not forgotten in the charge, which,
on the whole, did not, however, amount to much more than
double what in fairness it should have been.

Calliun Beg soon after announced in person the ratification

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of this treaty, adding, " Ta aiild deevil was ganging to ride
wi' ta duinhe-wassel hersell."

" That will not be very pleasant, Callum, nor altogether
safe, for our host seems a person of great curiosity; but a
traveller must submit to these inconveniences. Meanwhile,
my good lad, here is a trifle for you to drink Yich Ian Vohr's
health."

Tlie hawk's eye of Callum flashed delight upon a golden
guinea, with which these last words were accompanied. He
hastened, not without a curse on the intricacies of a Saxon
breeches pocket, or spleuchan, as he called it, to deposit the
treasure m his fob; and then, as if he conceived the benevo-
lence called for some requital on his part, he gathered close
up to Edward, with an expression of countenance peculiarly
knowing, and spoke in an undertone, " If his honour thought
ta auld deevil "Whig carle was a bit dangerous, she could
easily provide for him, and teil ane ta wiser."

" How, and in wliat manner?"

" Her ain sell," replied ('allum, "could wait for him a wee
bit frae the toun, and kittle his quarters wi' her skene-ocde."

"Skene-occle! what's that?"

Calhim uk buttoned his coat, raised his left arm, and, with
an emphatic nod, ]K)inted to the hilt of a small dirk, snugly
deposited under it, in the lining of his jac^ket. Waverley
thought he had misunderstood his meaning; he gazed in his
face, and discovered in Callum's very handsome thoiigh em-
browned features just the degree of roguish malice Avith which
a lad of the same age in England would have brought forward
a j)hin for robbing an orchard.

"(lood fJod, Callum, would you take the man's life?"

" Indeed," answered tlie young desperado, "and 1 think lie
has had just a lang enough lease o't, when he's for betraying
honest folk that eoine to s])eiid siller at his public."

Edward saw nothing wa-s to lie gained l)y argument, and
therefore contented himself with enjoining Callum to lay aside
all practices against the j)erson of Mr. Ebenezer ('ruickshanks;
in which injunction the page seemed to acquiesce with an air
of great indifference.

238 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

'' Ta diiinhe-wassel might pleasa himsell; ta auld rudas
loon had never done Calhini nae ill. But here's a bit line
frae ta Tighearua, tat he bade me gie your honour ere I
came back."

The letter from the Chief contained Flora's lines on the
fate of Captain Wogau, whose enterprising character is so
well drawn by Clarendon. He had originally engaged in the
service of the Parliament, but had abjured that party upon
the execution of Charles I. ; and upon hearmg that the royal
standard was set up by the Earl of Glencairn and General
Middleton in the Highlands of Scotland, took leave of Charles
II., who was then at Paris, passed into England, assembled
a body of Cavaliers in the neighbourhood of London, and trav-
ersed the kingdom, which had been so long under domination
of the usurper, by marches conducted with such skill, dexter-
ity, and spirit that he safely miited his handful of horsemen
with the body of Highlanders then in arms. After several
months of desultory warfare, in which Wogan's skill and
courage gained him the highest reputation, he had the mis-
fortune to be wounded in a dangerous manner, and no surgical
assistance being within reach, he terminated his short but
glorious career.

There were obvious reasons why the politic Chieftain was
desirous to place the example of this young hero under the
eye of Waverley, with whose romantic disposition it coincided
80 peculiarly. But his letter turned chiefly upon some trifling
commissions which Waverley had promised to execute for him
in England, and it was only towards the conclusion that Edward
found these words : *' I owe Flora a grudge for refusing us her
company yesterday ; and, as I am giving you the trouble of read-
ing these lines, in order to keep in your memory your promise
to procure me the fishing-tackle and cross-bow from London,
I will enclose her verses on the Grave of Wogan. This I
know will tease her ; for, to tell you the truth, I think her
more in love with the memory of that dead hero than she is
likely to be with any living one, unless he shall tread a simi-
lar path. But English squires of our day keep their oak trees
to shelter their deer parks, or repair the losses of an evening

WAVERLET. 239

at White's, and neither invoke them to wreath their brows nor
shelter their graves. Let me hope for one brilliant exception
in a dear friend, to whom I would most gladly give a dearer
title."

The verses were inscribed:

Co an (Dak Crce

In the Church- Yard of , in the Highlands of Scotland, said to mark the

Grave of Captain Wogan, killed in 1649,

Emblem of England's ancient faith,

Full proudly may thy branches wave,
Where loyalty lies low in death,

And valour fills a timeless grave.

And thou, brave tenant of the tomb I

Repine not if our clime deny.
Above thine honour'd sod to bloom

The flowerets of a milder sky.

These owe their birth to genial May ;

Beneath a fiercer sun they pine.
Before the wint<>r storm decay ;

And can their worth 1)C ty])u of thine?

No! for, 'mid storms of Fate opposing,

Still higher swelled thy dauntless heart,
And, while Despair the scene was closing,

Commenced thy i>rief but brilliant part.

'Twas then thou sought'st on All)yn'H hill
( When Eiiglan<rs sons the strife r&sign'd).

A rugge<l race resisting still,
And unsubdued though unrcfinal.

Thy death's liour heard no kindred wail,

No lioly kiuW tliy requiem rung;
Tliy mourimrs were thi- plaidc<l (Jael,

Thy dirge the clamorous pibroch sung.

Yet who in Fortune's summor-sliino

Tf> waste life's longest term away,
Would change that glorious dawn of thine

Thougii darken'd ere itH noontide day?

Be tliine Ihf tree whose dauntless boughs

Bravf^ summer's drou^lit and winter's gloom.
Home bound with oak her patriots' brows,
As Albyn shadows Wogan's tomb.
11 Vol. 1

240 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Whatever might be the real merit of Flora Mac-Ivor's
poetry, the enthusiasm which it intimated was well calcu-
lated to make a corresponding impression upon her lover.
The lines were read — read again, then deposited in Waverley's
bosom, then again drawn out, and read line by line, in a low
and smothered voice, and with frequent pauses which pro-
longed the mental treat, as an epicure protracts, by sipping
slowly, the enjoyment of a delicious beverage. The entrance
of Mrs. Cruickshanks with the sublunary articles of dinner
and wine hardly interrupted this pantomime of affectionate
enthusiasm.

At length the tall imgainly figure and ungracious visage of
Ebenezer presented themselves. The upper part of his form,
notwithstanding the season required no such defence, was
shrouded in a large great-coat, belted over his under habili-
Bients, and crested with a huge cowl of the same stuff, which,
when di-awn over the head and hat, completely overshadowed
both, and, being buttoned beneath the chin, was called a trot-
cozy. His hand grasped a huge jockey-whip, garnished with
brass mounting. His thin legs tenanted a pair of gambadoes,
fastened at the sides with rusty clasps. Thus accoutred, he
stalked into the midst of the apartment, and announced his
errand in brief phrase: " Yer horses are ready."

"You go with me yourself then, landlord?"

" I do, as far as Perth ; where ye may be supplied with a
guide to Embro', as your occasions shall require. "

Thus saying, he placed under Waverley's eye the bill which
he held in his hand; and at the same time, self-invited, tilled
a glass of wine and drank devoutly to a blessing on their jour-
ney. Waverley stared at the man's impudence, but, as their
connection was to be short and promised to be convenient, he
made no observation upon it; and, having paid his reckoning,
expressed his intention to depart immediately. He mounted
Dermid accordingly and sallied forth from the Golden Candle-
stick, followed by the puritanical figure we have described,
after he had, at the expense of some time and difficulty, and
by the assistance of a "louping-on-stane," or structure of ma-
sonry erected for the traveller's convenience in front of the

" The unrurtuimtt; iiiaii Itll."

Wttverley, Chap, xxx., p. 247.

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house, elevated his person to the back of a long-backed, raw-
boned, thin-gutted phantom of a broken-down blood-horse, on
which Waverley's portmanteau was deposited. Our hero,
though not in a very gay humour, could hardly help laughing
at the appearance of his new squire, and at imagining the as-
tonishment which his person and equipage would have excited
at Waverley-Honour.

Edward's tendency to mirth did not escape mine host of the
Candlestick, who, conscious of the cause, infused a double por-
tion of souring into the pharisaical leaven of his coimtenance,
and resolved internally that, in one way or other, the young
*' Englisher " should pay dearly for the contempt with which
he seemed to regard him. Galium also stood at the gate and
enjoyed, with undissembled glee, the ridiculous figure of Mr.
Cruickshanks. As Waverley passed him he pulled oif his hat
respectfully, and, approaching his stirrup, bade him "Tak
heed the auld Whig deevil played him nae cantrip."

Waverley ouce more thanked and bade liim farewell, and
then rode bi-iskly onward, not sorry to bo out of hearing of
till! shouts of the children, as they beheld old Ebenezer rise
and sink in his stimips to avoid the concussions occasioned

by a hard trot upon a half-paved street. The village of

was soon several miles behind him.

CIIArTER XXX.

SHOWS THAT THK LOSS OK A IIOKSe's STIOF, MAY UK A SKUT-

OUS INCONVKNIENCC.

Thk manner and air of Waverley, but, above all, the glit-
tering cont.HntH of his jmrse, and the indifference with which
he seenn'd to regard thoni, Homewh;it overawed his companion,
and deterred him from making any attempts to enter upon
conversation. His own reflections were moreover agitated by
various surmises, and hy plans of self-interest with whieh
these were intimately connected. The travellers journeyed,

242 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

therefore, in silence, until it was interrupted by the annuncia
tiou, on the part of the guide, that his " naig had lost a fore-
foot shoe, which, doubtless, his honour would consider it was
his pait to replace. "

This was what lawyers call a fishing question, calculated to
ascertain how far Waverley was disposed to submit to petty
imposition. "My part to replace your horse's shoe, you
rascal!" said Waverley, mistaking the purport of the intima-
tion.

" Indubitably," answered Mr. Cruickshanks ; "though there
was no preceese clause to that effect, it canna be expected
that I am to pay for the casualties whilk may befall the
puir naig while in your honour's service. Nathless, if your
honour "

" Oh, you mean I am to pay the farrier ; but where shall we
find one?"

Eejoiced at discerning there would be no objection made on
the part of his temporary master, Mr. Cruickshanks assured
him that Cairnvreckan, a village which they were about to
enter, was happy in an excellent blacksmith ; " but as he was
a professor, he would drive a nail Jor no man on the Sabbath
or kirk-fast, unless it were in a case of absolute necessity, for
which he always charged sixpence each shoe." The most im-
portant i^art of this communication, in the opinion of the
speaker, made a very slight impression on the hearer, who
only internally wondered what college this veterinary pro-
fessor belonged to, not aware that the word was used to de-
note any person who pretended to uncommon sanctity of faith
and manner.

As they entered the village of Cairnvreckan, ' they speedily
distinguished the smith's house. Being also a public, it was
two stories high, and proudly reared its crest, covered with
grey slate, al)0ve the thatched hovels ])y which it was sur-
rounded. The adjoining smithy betokened none of the Sab-
batical silence and repose which Ebenezer had augured fiom
the sanctity of his friend. On the contrary, hammer clashed

' Supposed to represent Auchterarder, a village midway between Perth
and Stirling, noted for religious controversy {Laing).

WAVERLEY. 243

and anyil rang, the bellows groaned, and the whole apparatus
of Vulcan appeared to be in full activity. Nor was the labour
of a rural and pacific nature. The master smith, benempt, as
his sign intimated, John Mucklewrath, with two assistants,
toiled busily in arranging, repairing, and furbishing old mus-
kets, pistols, and swords, which lay scattered aroimd his work-
shop in military confusion. The open shed, containing the
forge, was crowded with persons who came and went as if
receiving and communicating important news; and a single
glance at the aspect of the people who traversed the street in
haste, or stood assembled in groups, with eyes elevated and
hands uplifted, announced that some extraordinary intelli-
gence was agitating the public mind of the municipality of
Cairn vreckan. "There is some news," said mine host of the
Candlestick, pushing his lantern-jawed visage and bare-boned
nag rudely forward into the crowd — "there is some news;
and, if it please my Creator, 1 will forthwith obtain speirings
thereof. "

W'averley, with l)etter regulated curiosity than his attend-
ant's, dismounted and gave his horse to a boy who stood
idling near. It arose, perhaps, from the shyness of his char-
acter in early youtli, that he felt dislike at applying to a
stranger even for casual information, without ])reviously glanc-
ing at his i)hysiognomy and appearance. AV'hile lie looked
al>out in order to select the person with whom he would most
willingly hold comnumication, the buzz around saved him in
8omo degree the trouble of interrogatories. The names of
Loeliiel, (,'lanronald, Cilengarry, and other distinguished Jligh-
laiid Cliieffl, among whom Vich Jan Vohr was rejM^atedly men-
tioned, were as familiar in men's mouths as household words;
and from the alarm generally exj)ressed, he easily conceived
that their descent into the I.owlands, at the head of tlu^ir
armed tribes, had either already taken ])lace or was instantly
aj)j)rehended.

Kvo. Waverley could ask particulars, a strong, large-boned,
hard-featured woman, aU>ut forty, (bessed as if her clothes
had been flung on with a jtitehfork, her cheeks fiiished with a
scarlet red where they were not smutted with soot and lamp-

244 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

black, jostled through the crowd, aud, brandishing high a
child of two years old, which she danced in her arms without
regard to its screams of terror, sang forth with all her might :

Charlie is my darling, my darling, my darling,
Charlie is my darling.

The young Chevalier !

"D'ye hear what's come ower ye now," continued the vi-
rago, "ye whingeing Whig carles? D'ye hear wha's coming
to cow yer cracks?

Little wot ye wha's coming,
Little wot ye wha's coming,

A' the wild Macraws are coming."

The Vulcan of Cairnvreckan, who acknowledged his Venus
in this exulting Bacchante, regarded her with a grim and ire-
foreboding countenance, while some of the senators of the vil-
lage hastened to interpose. " Whisht, gudewif e ; is this a
time or is this a day to be singing your ranting fule sangs
in? — a time Avheu the wine of wrath is poured out without
mixture in the cup of indignation, and a day when the land
should give testimony against popery, and prelacy, and quaker-
ism, and independency, and supremacy, and erastianism, and
antinomianism, and a' the errors of the church?"

"And that's a' your Whiggery," re-echoed the Jacobite
heroine ; " that's a' your Whiggery, and your presbytery, ye
cut-lugged, gianing carles! "What! d'ye think the 'lads wi'
the kilts will care for yer synods and yer presbyteries, and
yer buttock-mail, and yer stool o' repentance? Vengeance on
the black face o't! niony an honester woman's been set upon
it than streeks doon beside ony Whig in the country. I my-
sell "

Here John Mucklewrath, who dreaded her entering upon a
detail of personal experience, interposed his matrimonial au-
thority. " Gae hame, and be d (that I should say sae),

and put on the sowens for supper."

"And you, ye doil'd dotard," replied his gentle helpmate,
her wiath, which had hitherto wandered abroad over the whole
assembly, being at once and violently impelled into its natural

WAVERLEY. 245

channel, " ye stand there hainmermg dog-heads for f ules that
will never snap them at a llighlandnian, instead of earning
bread for your family and shoeing this winsome young gentle-
man's horse that's just come frae the north! I'se warrant
him nane of your whiugeing King George folk, but a gallant
Gordon, at the least o' him."

The eyes of the assembly were now turned upon "Waverley,
who took the opportunity to bid the smith to shoe his guide's
horse with all speed, as he wished to proceed on his journey ;
for he had heard enough to make him sensible that there woidd
be danger hi delaying long in this place. The smith's eyes
rested ou him with a look of displeasure and suspicion, not
lessened by the eagerness with which his wife enforced Wa-
verley's mandate. " D'ye hear what the weel-favoured young
gentleman says, ye drunken ne'er-do-good?"

"And what may your name be, sir?" quoth Mucklewrath.

" It is of no consequence to you, my friend, provided 1 pay
your labour."

*' liut it may be of consequence to the state, sir, " replied an
old farmer, smelling strongly of whisky and peat-smoke ; '* and
I doubt we maun delay your journey till you have seen tlie
Laird."

*' \'uu certainly," said Waverley, haughtily, '"will liiid it
both difficult and dangerous to detain me, unless you can
produce some proper authority. "

Thnre was a pause and a whisper among the crowd — " Sec-
retary Murray" — "Lord Jiewis Gordon" — "Maybe tlie Chev-
alier liimsell!" Such were the surmises tliat i);ussed hurriedly
among them, and tliere was obviously an increased disposition
to resist VVaverley'a departure. Ho attempted to argue mildly
with them, but his voluntary ally, Mrs. Mucklewrath, broke
m upon and drowned his cxitostulations, taking his ])art with
an aljusivo vi<>h:!nce which w;us all s«it down to Edward's ac-
count by those ou whom it was bestowed. " YaHl stop ony
gentleman that's the Trinc's freend?" for she too, though
with other feelings, had adopted the general o])inion respect-
ing Waverley. "I daur ye U) touch liini," .spreading al)road
her long and muscular fingers, garnished with claws which a

246 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

viiltnre might have envied. " I'll set my ten commandments
in tlie face o' the lirst loon that lays a finger on him."

" Gae hame, gudewife," quoth the farmer aforesaid; "it
■wad better set you to be nursing the gudeman's bairns than
to be deaving us here."

^^ His bairns?" retorted the Amazon, regarding her husband
with a grin of ineffable contempt — ^^ His bairns I

•

Oh, gin ye were dead, gudeman,
And a green turf on your head, gudeman I

Then I wad ware ray widowhood
Upon a ranting Highlandman."

This canticle, which excited a suppressed titter among the
yoiuiger part of the audience, totally overcame the patience
of the taunted man of the anvil. " Deil be in me but I'll put
this het gad down her throat!" cried he in an ecstasy of
wrath, snatchmg a bar from the forge ; and he might have
executed his threat, had he not been withheld by a part of
the mob, while the rest endeavoured to force the termagant
out of his presence.

Waverley meditated a retreat in the confusion, but his
horse was nowhere to be seen. At length he observed at some
distance his faithful attendant, Ebenezer, who, as soon as he
had perceived the turn matters wero likely to tike, had with-
drawn both horses from the presS; and, mounted on the one
and holdhig the other, answered the loud and repeated calls of
Waverley for his horse. " Na, na '. if ye are nae friend to kirk
and the king, and are detained as siccan a person, ye maun
answer to honest men of the country for breach of contract;
and I maun keep the naig and the walise for damage and ex-
pense, in respect my horse and my sell will lose to-morrow's
day's wark, besides the afternoon preaching."

Edwarrl, out of patience, hemmed in and hustled by the
rabVjle on every side, and every moment expecting personal
Tiolence, resolved to try measures of intimidation, and at
length drew a pocket-jjistol, threatening, on the one hand, to
Bhoot whomsoever dared to stop him, and, on the other, men-
acing Ebenezer with a similar doom if he stirred a foot with

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the horses. The sapient Partridge says that one man with a
pistol is equal to a hundred unarmed, because, though he can
shoot but one of the multitude, yet no one knows but that he
himself may be that luckless individual. The levij en masse
of Cairnvreckan would therefore probably have given way,
nor would Ebenezer, whose natural paleness had waxed three
shades more cadaverous, have ventured to dispute a mandate
so enforced, had not the Vulcan of the village, eager to dis-
charge upon some more worthy object the fury which his help-
mate had provoked, and not ill satisfied to find such an object
in Waverley, rushed at him with the red-hot bar of iron with
such determination as made the discharge of his pistol an act
of self-defence. The unfortunate man fell ; and while Edward,
thrilled with a natural horj-or at the incident, neither had
presence of mind to unsheathe his sword nor to draw his
remaining pistol, the populace threw themselves upon him,
disarmed him, and were about to use him with great violence,
when the appearance of a veneraljle clergyman, the pastor of
the parish, i)ut a curb on their fury.

This worthy man (none of the (roukthrapples or Rentowels)
maintained his character witli the common people, although
he preached tlie practical fruits of Christian faitli as well as
its abstract tenets, and was respected by the liigher orders,
notwithstanding he decilined soothing their specvdativf errors
by converting tlie i)ulpit of the gospel into a school of lieatlien
morality. Tcrhaps it is owing to this mixture of faith and
practice in liis doctrine that, although his memory lias formed
a sort of era in tlie annals of Cairnvreckan, so that the ]);uisli-
ioners, to denote what befell Sixty Years since, still say it
happened "in good Mr. Morton's time," I have never l)een
able to discover which lie belonged to, the evangelical or the
moderate party in the kirk. Nor do I hold the circumstance
of niueh moment, since, in my own remembrance, the one was
headed by an Erskine, the other by a KoUrti-ion.'

• The Rev. .Tohn Kntkine, D.D., an eminent ScottiHh divine ami n most
excellent man, headed the KvanKelical party in the Church of Hcotland at
the time when the relehrnte<l Dr. H()hert'<f)n. the historian, was Mie leader
of the M(Mlerat<' party. Tiiese two distiuft'iishe*! persons were roIleMLriies
In the Old Grey Friara' Church, Edinburgh ; and, however much they

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Mr. Morton had been alarmed by the discharge of the pistol
and the increasing hubbub around the smithy. His tirst at-
tention, after he had directed the bystanders to detain Waver-
ley, but to abstain from injuring him, was turned to the body
of JSIucklewrath, over which his wife, in a revulsion of feel-
ing, was weeping, howling, and tearing her elf-locks in a state
little short of distraction. On raising iip the smith, the first
discovery was that he was alive ; and the next that he was
likely to live as long as if he had never heard the report of
a pistol in his life. He had made a narrow escape, however ;
the bullet had grazed his head and stunned him for a moment
or two, which trance terror and confusion of spirit had pro-
longed somewhat longer. He now arose to demand vengeance
on tha person of Waverley, and with difficulty acquiesced in
the proposal of Mr. Morton that he should be carried before
the Laird, as a justice of peace, and placed at his disposaL
The rest of the assistants unanimously agreed to the measure
recommended; even Mrs. Mucklewrath, who had begun to
recover from her hysterics, whimpered forth, " She wadna
say naethiag against what the minister proposed; he was
e'en ower gude for his trade, and she hoped to see him wi'
a dainty decent bishop's gown on his back; a comelier sight
than your Geneva cloaks and bands, I wis."

All controversy being thus laid aside, Waverley, escorted
by the whole inhabitants of the village who were not bed-
ridden, was conducted to the house of Cairnvreckan, which
was about half a mile distant.

CHAPTER XXXI.

AS EXAMINATION.

Ma.top. Melvill-r of Cairnvreckan, an elderly gentleman,
who had spent his youth in the military service, received
Mr. Morton with great kindness, and our hero with civility,

difiFered in church politics, preserve'l the most perfect harmony aa private
friends and as clergymen serving the same cure.

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which the equivocal circumstances wherein Edward was placed
rendered constrained and distant.

The nature of the smith's hurt was inquired into, and, as
the actual injury was likely to prove trifling, and the circum-
stances in which it was received rendered the infliction on
Edward's part a natural act of self-defence, the Major con-
ceived he might dismiss that matter on Waverley's depositing
in his hands a small sum for the benefit of the wounded person.

"I could wish, sir," continued the Major, "that my duty
terminated here ; but it is necessary that we should have some
fui-ther inquiry into the cause of your journey through the
country at this unfortunate and distracted time."

Mr. Ebenezer Cruickshanks now stood forth, and communi-
cated to the magistrate all he knew or suspected from the re-
serve of Waverley and the evasions of Galium Beg. The horse
upon which Edward rode, he said, he knew to belong to Vich
Ian Vohr, though he dared not tax Edward's former attendant
with the faf;t, lest he sh(jukl have his house and stables burnt
over his head some niglit by that godless gang, the Mac-Ivors.
He concluded by exaggerating his own services to kirk and
state, as having been the means, under God (as he modestly
qualified tlie assertion), of attaching this suspicious and for-
midable deliiupient. He iiitinuited liopes of future reward,
and of instant reimbursement for loss of time, and even of
character, l)y travelling on the state business on the fast day.

To this Major Melville answered, with great comi)osure,
that so far from claiming any merit in this atfaii-, Mr. Cruick-
shanks ouglit U) deprecate the imposition of a very heavy lino
for neglecting to lodge, in terms of the recent i)roelanjation,
an account with the nearest magistrate of any stranger wlio
came to liis inn; tliat, as Mr. CniickHhaiiks bo;isted so nnich
of religion and loyalty, h(^ should not im]>ute this conduct to
disaffection, but (nily sujjptwcd that his zeal for kirk and state
had l)een lulled a.sleep by the ojjportunity of charging a stran-
ger with double horse-hire; that, however, feeling himself
incompetent to decide singly upon the conduct of a person of
such iin])ortance, he should reserve it for consideration of the
next quarter-sessions. JN'ow oui- history for the present saith

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no more of him of the Candlestick, who wended dolorous and
nuilcontent back to his own dwelling.

Major Melville then commanded the villagers to return to
their homes, excepting two, who officiated as constables, and
whom he directed to wait below. The apartment was thus
cleared of every person but Mr. Morton, whom the Major in-
vited to remain; a sort of factor, Avho acted as clerk; and
Waverley himself. There ensued a painful and embarrassed
pause, till Major Melville, looking upon Waverley with much
compassion, and often consulting a paner or memorandum
which he held in his hand, requested to know his name.

" Edward Waverley. "

" I thought so ; late of the dragoons, and nephew of

Sir Everard Waverley of Waverley-Honour?"

"The same."

" Young gentleman, I am extremely sorry that this painful
duty has fallen to my lot. "

"Duty, Major Melville, renders apologies superfluous."

" True, sir ; permit me, therefore, to ask you how your time
has been disposed of since you obtained leave of absence from
your regiment, several weeks ago, until the present moment?"

"My reply," said Waverley, "to so general a question must
be guided by the nature of the charge which renders it neces-
sary. I request to know what that charge is, and upon what
authority I am forcibly detained to reply to it?"

"The charge, Mr. Waverley, I grieve to say, is of a very
high nature, and affects your character both as a soldier and
a subject. In the former capacity you are charged with
spreading mutiny and rebellion among the men you com-
manded, and setting them the example of desertion, by pro-
longing your own absence from the regiment, contrary to the
express orders of your commanding officer. The civil crime
of which you stand accused is that of high treason and levy-
ing war against the king, the highest delinquency of which
a subject can be guilty."

" And by what authority am I detained to reply to such
heinous calumnies?"

" By one which you must not dispute, nor I disobey."

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He handed to Waverley a warrant from the Supreme Crim-
inal Court of Scotland, in full form, for apprehending and
securing the person of Edward Waverley, Esq., suspected of
treasonable practices and other high crimes and misdemeanours.

The astonishment -which Waverley expressed at this com-
munication was imputed by Major Melville to conscious guilt,
while !Mr. Morton was rather disposed to construe it into the
surprise of innocence unjustly suspected. There was some-
thing ti-ue in both conjectures; for although Edward's mind
acquitted him of the crime with which he was charged, yet a
hasty review of his own conduct convinced him he might have
great difficulty in establishing his innocence to the satisfactioa
of others.

" It is a very painful part of this painful business, " said Major
Melville, after a pause, '' that, under so grave a charge, I must
necessarily request to see such papers as you have on your
person." %.

" You shall, sir, without reserve, " said Edward, throwing
his pocket-book and memorandums upon the table; "there is
but one ^viih which I could wish you would dispense."

" I am afraid, Mr. Waverley, I can indulge you Avith no
reservation."

" Yon sliall SCO it then, sir; and as it can bo of no service,
I beg it may be returned."

]Ie took fiom his l)Osom the lines he had that morning re-
ceived, and ])resented them with the envelo})0. The Major
perused them in silence, and directed his clerk to make a
copy f)f tliem. Jit) then wraj)i)ed the copy in the (uivelope,
and placing it on the table beffn-o liim, returned tlio original
to Waverley, with an air of melancholy gravity.

Aft(!r indulging tho prisoner, for sueli our liero must now
be considered, with what lie tliouglit a reasonable time for re-
flection, Major Melvilbi resumed liis exajuinalion, ])romising
that, lus Mr. Waverley seemed to object to general (jut^stions,
his interrogatories should be as specific as his iiiformation per-
mitted. Ho then proceeded in his investigation, dictating, ;i3
he went on, the im])ort f»f the questions and answers to the
amanuensis, by wlumi it was written down.

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" Did Mr. "Waverley know one Humphry Houghton, a non-
commissioned officer in Gardiner's dragoons?"

" Certainly ; he was sergeant of my troop, and son of a
tenant of my uncle. "

" Exactly — and had a considerable share of your confidence,
and an influence among his comrades?"

'' I had never occasion to repose confidence in a person of
his description," answered Waverley. "I favoured Sergeant
Houghton as a clever, active young fellow, and I believe his
fellow-soldiers respected him accordmgly . "

*'But you used through this man," answered Major Mel-
%dlle, " to communicate with such of your troop as were re-
cruited upon Waverley-Honour?"

" Certainly ; the poor fellows, finding themselves in a regi-
ment chiefly composed of Scotch or Irish, looked up to me in
any of their little distresses, and naturally made their coun-
try-man and sergeant their spokesman on such occasions."

"Sergeant Houghton's influence," continued the Major,
"extended, then, particularly over those soldiers who fol-
lowed you to the regiment from your uncle's estate?"

" Surely; but what is that to the present purpose?"

" To that I am just coming, and I beseech your candid re-
ply. Have you, since leaving the regiment, held any corre-
spondence, direct or mdirect, with this Sergeant Houghton?"

" I ! — I hold correspondence with a man of his rank and
situation! How, or for what purpose?"

" That you are to explain. But did you not, for example,
send to him for some books?"

"You remind me of a triflmg commission," said Waverley,
" which I gave Sergeant Houghton, because my servant could
not read. I do recollect I bade hm, by letter, select some
books, of which I sent him a list, and send them to me at
TuUy-Yeolan."

"And of what description were those books?"

" They related almost entirely to elegant literature ; they
were designed for a lady's perusal."

" Were there not, Mr. Waverley, treasonable tracts and
pamphlets among them?"

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" There were some political treatises, into which I hardly-
looked. They had been sent to me by the officiousness of
a kind friend, Avhose heart is more to be esteemed than his
prudence or political sagacity ; they seemed to be dull compo-
sitions."

" That friend, " continued the persevering inquirer, " -was a
Mr. Pembroke, a nonjuring clergyman, the author of two
treasonable works, of which the manuscripts were found
among your baggage?"

" But of Avhich, I give .you my honour as a gentleman, " re-
plied Waverley, " I never read six pages. "

"I am not your judge, Mr. Waverley; your examination
will ])e transmitted elsewhere. And now to proceed. Do you
know a person that passes by the name of Wily Will, or Will
Ruthven?"

"I never heard of such a name till this moment."

" Did you never through such a person, or any other person,
communicate with Sergeant Humphry Houghton, instigating
him to desert, with as many of his comrades as he could seduce
to join him, and unite with the Highlanders and other rebels
now in arms under the command of the young Tretcnder?"

" I a.ssure you I am not only entirely guiltless of the plot
you have laid to my charge, but T detest it from the very bot-
tom f)f my soul, nor would 1 bo guilty of such treachery to
gain a throne, either for myself or any other man alive."

" Vet when I consider this envelope in the handwriting of
one of those misguided gentlemen who are now in arms against
their country, and the verses which it enclosed, T cannot but
find some aiia]r)gy between tlie enterprise T havti mentioned
and the exploit of Wogan, whicli tlie writer seems to expisct
you should imitate."

Waverley wjva struck with the coincidence, but denied that
the wishes or exjuu'tations of tho Ic^tter-writer were to be re-
garded an jtroofs of a fhargn otherwise chimerical.

" Hut, if I am rightly informed, your tine was spent, dur-
ing your absence from the regiment, between the house of
this Highland ('hieftain and that of Mr. l-Jradwardine of Brad-
wardine, also in arms for this unfortunate cause?"

254 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

" I do not mean to disguise it ; but 1 do deny, most reso-
lutely, being privy to any of their designs against the govern-
ment."

" You do not, however, I presume, intend to deny that you
attended your host Glennaquoich to a rendezvous, where, under
a pretence of a general hunting match, most of the accomplices
of his treason were assembled to concert measures for taking
ai-ms?"

" I acknowledge having been at such a meeting, " said Wa-
verley ; " but I neither heard nor^ saw anything which could
give it the character you affix to it."

" From thence you proceeded, " continued the magistrate,
*' with Glennaquoich and a part of his clan to join the army
of the young Pretender, and returned, after having paid your
homage to him, to discipline and arm the remainder, and unite
them to his bands on their way southward?"

" I never went with Glennaquoich on such an errand. I
never so much as heard that the person whom you mention
was in the country."

He then detailed the history of his misfortune at the hunt-
ing match, and added, that on his return he found himself
suddenly deprived of his commission, and did not deny that
he then, for the first time, observed symptoms which indi-
cated a disposition in the Highlanders to take arms; but
added that, having no inclination to join their cause, and no
longer any reason for remaining in Scotland, he was now on
his return to his native country, to which he had been sum-
moned by those who had a right to direct his motions, as
Major Melville would perceive from the letters on the table.

Major Melville accordingly perused the letters of Richard
Waverley, of Sir Everard, and of Aunt Rachel; but the infer-
ences he drew from them were different from what Waverley
expected. They held the language of discontent with govern-
ment, threw out no obscure hmts of revenge, and that of poor
Aunt Rachel, which plainly asserted the justice of the Stuart
cause, was held to contain the open avowal of what the others
only ventured to insinuate.

"Permit me another question, Mr. Waverley," said Major

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Melrille. " Did you not receive repeated letters from your
commajiding officer, warning you and commanding you to
return to your post, and acquainting you with the use made
of your name to spread discontent among your soldiers?"

" I never did. Major Melville. One letter, indeed, I re-
ceived from him, containing a civil intimation of his wish
that I would employ my leave of absence otherwise than iu
constant residence at Bradwardine, as to which, 1 own, I
thought he was not called on to interfere; and, finally, I re-
ceived, on the same day on which I observed myself super-
seded in the Gazette, a second letter from Colonel Gardiner,
commanding me to join the regiment, an order which, owing
to my absence, already mentioned and accounted for, I re-
ceived too late to be obeyed. If there were any intermediate
letters, and certainly from the Colonel's high character I
think it probable that there were, they have never reached me."

"I have omitted, Mr. Waverley," continued Major Mel-
viUe, "to inquire after a matter of less consequence, but
which has nevertheless been i)ublicly talked of to your dis-
advantage. It is said that a treasonable toast having beeu
proposed in your hearing and presence, you, holding his I\Iaj-
esty's commission, suffered the task of resenting it to devolve
u]->on another gentleman of the company. This, sir, cannot be
charged against you in a court of justice; but if, as 1 am in-
formed, the officers of your regiment requested an explanation
of HUf^h a rumour, as a gentleman and soldier I cannot but be
Bur]»riHed that yo»i did not afToid it to them."

This w;iH too niucli. Hcsct and pvessed oii every hand by
aftcusations, in which gross falsehoods were blended with such
circumstanfres of truth as could not fail to procure them credit,
— alone, unfriended, and in a strange laml, Waverley almost
gave up his life and honour for lost, and, leaning his head
■iijKin his hand, rcsolutply refused to answer atiy fiirlher (jnes-
tioiiH, since the fair and candid statenient he, had already mado
had f»nly served to furnish arms against him.

Without ex])ressing either surprise or displeasure at the
change in Waverley's manner, Major Melville proceeded com-
posedly to put several other queries to him. "What does it

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ft

avail me to answer you?" said Edward sullenly. " You appear
convinced of my guilt, and wrest every reply I have made to
support your own preconceived opinion. Enjoy your supposed
triumph, then, and torment me no further. If 1 am capable
of the cowardice and treachery your charge burdens me with,
I am not worthy to be believed in any reply I can make to
you. If I am not deserving of your suspicion — and God and
my own conscience bear evidence with me that it is so — then
I do not see why I should, by my candour, lend my accusers
arms against my innocence. There is no reason I should an-
swer a word more, and I am determined to abide by this reso-
lution." And again he resumed his posture of sullen and
determined silence.

"Allow me," said the magistrate, "to remind you of one
reason that may suggest the propriety of a candid and open
confession. The mexperience of youth, Mr. Waverley, lays
it open to the plans of the more designing and artful ; and one
of your friends at least — I mean Mac-Ivor of Glennaquoich — -
ranks high in the latter class, as, from your apparent ingenu-
ousness, youth, and unacquaintance with the manners of the
Highlands, I should be disposed to place you among the for-
mer. In such a case, a false step or error like yours, which
I shall be happy to consider as involimtary, may be atoned
for, and I would willingly act as intercessor. But, as you
must necessarily be acquainted with the strength of the indi-
viduals in this country who have assumed arms, with their
means and with their plans, I must expect you will merit
this mediation on my part by a frank and candid avowal of
all that has come to your knowledge upon these heads; in
which case, I think I can venture to promise that a very short
personal restraint wiU be the only ill consequence that can
arise from your accession to these unhappy intrigues."

Waverley listened with great composure until the end of
this exhortation, when, springing from his seat with an en-
ergy he had not yet displayed, he replied, " Major Melville,
since that is your name, I have hitherto answered your ques-
tions with candour, or declined them with temper, because
their import concerned myself alone; but, as you presume

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to esteem me mean enough to commence informer against
others, who received me, whatever may be their public mis-
conduct, as a guest and friend, I declare to you that I con-
sider your questions as an insult infinitely more offensive than
your calumnious suspicions ; and that, since my hard fortune
permits me no other mode of resenting them than by verbal
defiance, you should sooner have my heart out of my bosom
than a single syllable of information on subjects which I
could only become acquainted with in the full confidence of
imsuspectmg hospitality. "

Mr. Morton and tlie Major looked at each other; and the
former, who, in the course of the examination, had been re-
peatedly troubled witli a sorry rheum, had recourse to his
snuff-box and his handkerchief.

"Mr. Waverley," said the Major, "my present situation
prohibits me alike from giving or receivmg offence, and I
will not protract a discussion which approaches to either. I
am afraid I must sign a warrant for detaining you in custody,
but this house shall for the present be your prison. I fear I
cannot persuade you to accept a share of our supper? — (Ed-
ward shook his head) — but I will order refreshments in your
apartment. "

Our liero bowed and withdrew, under guard of the officers
of justice, to a small but handsome room, where, declining all
offers of food or wine, he flung himself on the bed, and, stupi-
fied by the liarassing events and mental fatigue of this miserable
day, li<i sunk into a (Iff]) and linavy slumber. Thi.s was nu)re
than lie, himself could have expected; but it is mentioned of
th(! North- American Indians, when at the stake of torture, that
on the lea-st intermission of agony they will .sleep until the lir«
is applied to awaken them.

^8 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

CHAPTER XXXII.

A CONFERENCE AND THE CONSEQUENCE.

Major Melville had detained Mr. Morton during his ex-
amination of Waverley, both because he thought he might
derive assistance from his practical good sense and approved
loyalty, and also because it was agreeable to have a witness
of unimpeached candour and veracity to proceedings which
touched the honour and safety of a young Englishman of
high rank and family, and the expectant heir of a large for-
tune. Every step he knew would be rigorously canvassed,
and it was his business to place the justice and integrity of
his own conduct beyond the limits of question.

When Waverley retired, the laird and clergyman of Caim-
vreckan sat down in silence to their evening meal. While the
servants Avere in attendance neither chose to say anything on
the circumstances which occupied their minds, and neither
felt it easy to speak upon any other. The youth and appar-
ent frankness of Waverley stood in strong contrast to the
shades of suspicion which darkened around him, and he had
a sort of naivete and openness of demeanour that seemed to
belong to one unhackneyed in the ways of intrigue, and which
pleaded highly in his favour.

Each mused over the particulars of the examination, and
each viewed it through the medium of his own feelings. Both
were men of ready and acute talent, and both were equally
competent to combine various parts of evidence, and to deduce
from them the necessary conclusions. But the wide difference
of their habits and education often occasioned a great discrep-
ancy in their respective deductions from admitted premises.

Major Melville had been versed in camps and cities; he was
vigilant by profession and cautious from experience, had met
with much evil in the world, and therefore, though himself
an upright magistrate and an honourable man, his opinions of
others were always strict, and sometimes unjustly severe.
Mr. Morton, on the contrary, had passed from the literary

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pursuits of a college, where he was beloved by his companions
and respected by his teachers, to the ease and simplicity of
his present charge, where his opportunities of witnessing evil
were few, and never dwelt upon but in order to encourage re-
pentance and amendment ; and where the love and respect of
his parishioners repaid his affectionate zeal in their behalf by
endeavouring to disguise from him what they knew would give
him the most acute pain, namely, their own occasional trans-
gressions of the duties which it was the business of his life to
recommend. Thus it was a common saying in the neighbour-
hood (though both were popular characters), that the laird
knew only the ill in the parish and the minister only the
good.

A love of letters, though kept in subordination to his cleri-
cal studies and duties, also distinguished the pastor of Cairn-
vreckan, and had tinged his mind in earlier days with a slight
feeling of romance, which no after incidents of real life had
entirely dissipated. The early loss of an amiable young
woman whom he had married for love, and who was quickly
followed to the grave by an only child, had also served, even
after the lai)se of many years, to soften a disposition naturally
mild and contemphitive. His feelings on the present occasion
were- therefore likely to differ from those of the severe disci-
plinarian, Btrif;t magistrate, and distrustfid man of the world.

"When the servants had withdrawn, the silence of both
parties continued, until Major Melville, filling his glass and
pushing tlie bottle to ^Ir. Morton, cominenced:

'• A distressing affair tliis, Mr. Morton. 1 fear this young-
ster lias broiiglit himself within the compass of a halter."

*' God forbid!" answered the clergyman.

"Marry, and amen," said the temporal magistrate ; "but T
think even your merciful logic will liardly deny the conehi
sion."

"Surely, Major," answered the clergyman, "I should hope
it might 1^ averted, for aiiglit we have heard to-night?"

"Indeed!" replied MelviUe. "But, my good jjarson, you
are one of those wlio would communicate to every criminal
the benefit of clergy."

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"Unquestionably I would. Mercy and long-suffering are
the grounds of the doctrine I am called to teach."

" True, religiously speaking ; but mercy to a criminal may
be gross injustice to the community. I don't speak of this
young fellow in particular, who I heartily wish may be able
to clear himself, for I like both his modesty and his spirit.
But I fear he has rushed upon his fate."

"And why? Himdreds of misguided gentlemen are now
in arms against the government, many, doubtless, upon prin-
ciples which education and early prejudice have gilded with
the names of patriotism and heroism ; Justice, when she se-
lects her victims from such a multitude (for su: ely all will not
be destroyed), must regard the moral motive. He whom ambi-
tion or hope of personal advantage has led to disturb the peace
of a Avell-ordered government, let him fall a victim to the
laws ; but surely youth, misled by the wild visions of chivalry
and imaginary loyalty, may plead for pardon."

" If visionary chivalry and imaginary loyalty come within
the predicament of high treason," replied the magistrate, "I
know no court in Christendom, my dear Mr. Morton, where
they can sue out their Habeas Corpus."

" But I cannot see that this youth's guilt is at all estab-
lished to my satisfaction," said the clergyman.

" Because your good-nature blinds your good sense, " replied
Major Melville. "Observe now: This young man, descended
of a family of hereditary Jacobites, his uncle the leader of the

Tory interest in the county of ■ , his father a disobliged

and discontented courtier, his tutor a nonjuror and the author
of two treasonable volumes — this youth, I say, entei"s into
Gardiner's dragoons, bringing with him a body of young fel-
lows from his uncle's estate, who have not stickled at avowing
in their way the High-Church principles they learned at Wa-
verley-Honour, in their disputes with their comrades. To
these young men Waverley is unusually attentive ; they are
supplied with money beyond a soldier's wants and uiconsist-
ent with his discipline ; and are under the management of a
favourite sergeant, through whom they hold an unusually close
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lelves as independent of the other officers, and superior to their
comrades."

"All this, my dear Major, is the natural consequence of
their attachment to their young landlord, and of their finding
themselves in a regiment levied chiefly in the north of Ire-
land and the west of Scotland, and of course among comrades
disposed t<j quarrel with them, l)t)th as Englishmen and as
members of the Church of England."

"Well said, parson!" replied the magistrate. "I would
gome of your synod heard you. But let me go on. This
youug man obtains leave of absence, goes to Tully-Yeolan — the
principles of the Baron of Bradwardine are pretty well known,
not to mention that this lad's uncle brought him off in the
year fifteen ; he engages there in a brawl, in which he is said
to have disgraced the commission he bore ; Colonel Gardiner
writes to him, first mildly, then more sharply — I think you
vill not doubt his having done so, since he says so; the mess
invite him to explain the quaircl in which he is said to liave
been uivolved; he neither replies to his commander nor his
comrades. In the mean while his soldiers become mutinous
and disorderly, and at length, when the rumour of this uu-
hap])y rebellion becomes general, his favourite Sergeant Ilougli-
ton and another fellow are detected in correspondence witli a
French emissary, accredited, as he says, by Captain "W'aver-
ley, who urges him, according to the men's confession, to de-
Bert with the trcHjj) and join tlieir captain, who was with Brince
Charles, In tlie uw.in wliile tliis trusty ca])tain is, by liis own
admission, residing at (Ik'iuuuiuoieh Avitli tlie most active, sul)-
tle, and desperate Jacobite in Scotland; he goes witli him at
ka.st as far a.s their famous hunting rendezvous, and I fear a
little farther. Meanwliilo two oilier summonsps are sent liim;
one warning him of tlie disturbances in liis trooj), another
peremi*torily ordering liim to rejKiir to tlie regiment, which,
indeed, common sense might have dictated, when lie oliserved
lebellion thickening all round liiiu. I[e returns an absolute
refusal, and throws up liis commission."

"He had been already dejirived of it," said Mr. Morton.

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anticipated his resignation. His baggage is seized at his
quarters and at Tiilly-Veolan, and is foiuid to contain a stock
of pestilent Jacobitical pamphlets, enough to poison a whole
country, besides the imprinted lucubrations of his worthy
friend and tutor Mr. Pembroke."

" He says he never read them, " answered the minister.

"In an ordinary case I should believe him," replied the
magistrate, " for they are as stupid and pedantic in composi-
tion as mischievous in their tenets. But can you suppose
anything but value for the principles they maintain woidd
induce a young man of his age to lug such trash about with
him? Then, when news arrive of the approach of the rebels,
he sets out in a sort of disguise, refusing to tell his name;
and, if yon old fanatic tell truth, attended by a very suspicious
character, and mounted on a horse known to have belonged to
Glennaquoich, and bearing on his person letters from his fam-
ily expressing high rancour against the house of Brunswick,
and a copy of verses in praise of one Wogan, who abjured the
service of the Parliament to join the Highland insurgents,
when in arms to restore the house of Stuart, with a body of
English cavalry — the very counterpart of his own plot — and
summed up with a 'Go thou and do likewise' from that loyal
subject and most safe and peaceable character, Fergus Mac-
Ivor of Glenuaquoich, Vich Ian Vohr, and so forth. And,
lastly," continued Major Melville, warming in the detail of
his arguments, " where do we find this second edition of Cav-
alier Wogan ? Why, truly, in the very track most proper for
execution of his design, and pistolling the first of the king's
subjects who ventures to question his intentions."

Mr. Morton prudently abstained from argument, which he
perceived would only harden the magistrate in his opinion,
and merely asked how he intended to dispose of the prisoner?

" It is a question of some difficulty, considering the state of
the country," said Major MelviUe.

"Could you not detain him (being such a gentlemanlike
young man) here in your own house, out of harm's way, till
this storm blow over?"

" My good friend, " said Major Melville, " neither your house

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nor mine -will be long out of harm's "way, even were it legal to
coniine him here. I have just learned that the commander-
in-chief, who marched into the Highlands to seek out and dis-
perse the insurgents, has decliaed giving them battle at Corry-
arrick, and marched on northward with all the disposable force
of government to Inverness, John-o' -Groat's House, or the
devil, for what I know, leaving the road to the Low Country
open and undefended to the Highland army."

" Good God!" said the clergyman. " Is the man a coward,
a traitor, or an idiot?"

" None of the three, I believe, " answered MelviUe. " Sir
John has the commonplace coui'age of a common soldier, is
honest enough, does what he is commanded, and understands
what is told him, but is as lit to act for himself in circum-
stances of importance as I, my dear parson, to occupy your
pulpit."

This important public intelligence naturally diverted the
discourse from Waverley for some time ; at length, however,
the subject was resumed.

" I believe, " said Major Melville, " that I must give this
young man in charge to some of the detached parties of armed
volunteers who were lately sent out to overawe the disaffected
districts. Tliey ar(3 now recalled towards Stirling, and a small
body comes this way to-morrow or next day, commanded by
the westland man — what's his name? You saw him, and said
he was the very model of one of Cromwell's military saints."

"Gilfillan, the Cameronian," answered Mr. Morton. "I
wish the young gentleman may be safe with him. Strange
things are done in the heat and huri'y of minds in so agi-
tating a crisis, and I fcnv (Jillillan is of a sect which has
BufTered persecution without learning mercy."

"He ha,s only to lodge IMr. Waverley in Stirling Ca-stle,"
said the Major; " I will give Btrict injunctions to treat him
well. I really cannot dt-viso any better modo for securing
him, and I fan(;y you would hardly advise mo to encounter
the responsibility of setting him at liberty."

" But you will have no objection to my seeing him to-mor-
row in private?" said the minister.

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*' None, certainly ; your loyalty and character are my war-
rant. But with what view do you make the request?"

" Simply, " replied Mr. Morton, " to make the experiment
whether he may not be brought to communicate to me some
circumatances which may hereafter be useful to alleviate, it
not to exculpate, his conduct."

The friends now parted and retired to rest, each filled with
the most anxious reflections on the state of the country.

CHAPTER XXXIII.

A CONFIDANT.

Waverley awoke in the morning from troubled dreams and
unrefreshiug slumbers to a full consciousness of the horrors of
his situation. How it might terminate he knew not. He
might be delivered up to military law, which, in the midst of
civil war, was not likely to be scrupulous in the choice of its
victims or the quality of the evidence. Nor did he feel much
more comfortable at the thoughts of a trial before a Scottish
court of justice, where he knew the laws and forms differed
in many respects from those of England, and had been taught
to believe, however erroneously, that the liberty and rights of
the subject were less carefully protected. A sentiment of bit-
terness rose in his mind against the government, which he con-
sidered as the cause of his embarrassment and peril, and he
cursed internally his scrupulous rejection of Mac-Ivor's invita-
tion to accompany him to the field.

"Why did not I," he said to himself, "like other men of
honour, take the earliest opportunity to welcome to Britain
the descendant of her ancient kings and lineal heir of her
throne? Why did not I —

Unthread the rude eye of rebellion,

And welcome home again discarded faith,

Seek out Prince Charles, and fall before his feet ?

All that has been recorded of excellence and worth in the

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house of Waverley has been fomided upon their loyal faith to
the house of Stuart. From the interpretation which this
Scotch magistrate has put upon the letters of my uncle and
father, it is plam that I ought to have understood them as
marshalling me to the course of my ancestors j and it has been
my gross dulness, joined to the obscurity of expression which
they adopted for the sake of security, that has confomided my
judgment. Had I yielded to the first generous impulse of in-
dignation when I learned that my honour was practised upon,
how different had been my present situation ! I had then been
free and in arms fighting, like my forefathers, for love, for
loyalty, and for fame. And now I am here, netted and in the
toils, at the disposal of a 6us])icious, stern, and cold-hearted
man, perhaps to be turned over to the solitude of a dungeon
or the infamy of a public execution. 0 Fergus ! how true
has your prophecy proved ; and how speedy, how very speedy,
has been its accomplishment!"

While Edward was ruminating on these painful subjects of
contemplation, and very naturally, though not (piite so justly,
bestowing upon the reigning dynasty that blame whicli was
due to chance, or, in pai-t at least, to his own unreflecting con-
duct, Mr. Morton availed himseK of Major Melville's permission
to pay him an early visit.

Waverley's first imi)ulse was to intimate a desire that he
might not l>e disturbed with questions or conversation; but
he suppressed it upon observing the benevolent and reverend
appearance of the clergyman who had rescued him from the
immediate violence of the villagera.

" I helievo, sir," said the unfortunato young man, "that in
any other circumstances 1 should havo had as much gratitude
to express to you as tlio safcAty of my life may be worth ; but
Bur-h is the present tumult of my mind, and such is my antici-
pation of what I am yet likely to endure, that 1 can liardly
offer you thanks for your intcrpositifin."

Mr. Morton rnj)lie(i, that, far from making any claim uj^on
his good opinion, his only wish and the sole ])urpose of his
visit was to find out the means of deserving it. ** My excel-
lent friend, Major Melville," he continued, "has feelings and

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duties as a soldier and public functionary by whicli I am not
fettered J nor caa I always coincide in opinions which he
forms, perhaps with too little allowance for the imperfections
of human nature." He paused and then proceeded: "I do
not intrude myself on your confidence, Mr. Waverley, for the
purpose of learning any circumstances the knowledge of which
can be prejudicial either to yourself or to others; but I own
my earnest wish is that you would intrust me with any par-
ticulars which could lead to your exculpation. I can solemnly
assure you they will be deposited with a faithful and, to the
extent of his limited powers, a zealous agent."

" You are, sir, I presume, a Presbyterian clergyman?" Mr.
Morton bowed. " Were I to be guided by the prepossessions
of education, I might distrust your friendly professions in my
case ; but I have observed that similar prejudices are nourished
in this country against your professional brethren of the Epis-
copal persuasion, and I am willing to believe them equally
unfounded in both cases."

" Evil to him that thinks otherwise, " said Mr. Morton ; *' or
who holds church government and ceremonies as the exclusive
gage of Christian faith or moral virtue."

" But, " continued Waverley, " I cannot perceive why I
should trouble you with a detail of particulars out of which,
after revolving them as carefully as possible in my recollection,
I find myself unable to explain much of what is charged
against me. I know, indeed, that I am innocent, but I hardly
see how I can hope to prove myself so."

" It is for that very reason, Mr. Waverley," said the clergy-
man, " that I venture to solicit your confidence. My knowl-
edge of individuals in this country is pretty general, and caa
upon occasion be extended. Your situation will, I fear, pre
elude your taking those active steps for recovering intelligence
or tracing imposture which I would willingly undertake in
your behalf; and if you are not benefited by my exertions, at
least they cannot be prejudicial to you."

Waverley, after a few minutes' reflection, was convinced
that his reposing confidence in Mr. Morton, so far as he him-
self waa concerned, could hurt neither Mr. Bradwardine nor

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Fergus IVIac-Ivor, both of whom had openly assamed anna
against the government, and that it might possibly, if the
professions of his new friend corresponded in sincerity with
the eai'nestness of his expression, be of some service to him-
self. He therefore ran briefly over most cf the events with
which the reader is already acquainted, suppressing his at-
tachment to Flora, and indeed neither mentioning her nor
Rose Bradwardine in ohe course of his narrative.

Mr. Morton seemed particularly struck with the account of
Waverley's visit to Donald Beau Lean. " I am glad," he said,
"you did not mention this circumstance to the Major. It is
capable of great misconstruction on the part of those who do
not consider the power of curiosity and the influence of ro-
mance as motives of youthful conduct. When I was a young
man like you, Mr. Waverley, auy such hairbrained expedition
(I ])eg your pardon for the expression) would have had inex-
pressible charms for me. But there are men in the world who
will not believe that danger and fatigue are often incurred
without any very adequate cause, and therefore who are some-
times led to assign motives of action entirely foreign to the
truth. This man Jioan Lean is renowned through the country
as a Bort of K<jbin Hood, and the stories which are told of
his address and enterprise are the common tales of the winter
fireside. Ho certaiidy jKj.ssesses talents beyond the rude sjdiere
in which ho moves; and, l»eing neither destitute of ambition
nor encumbered with scruples, he will probably attempt, by
every means, to distinguish himself during the ])eriod of these
•unhappy commotions." Mr. Morton then made a careful ukmu-
oraixluni of the various particulars of Waverley's interview
with J)oiuild Bean and the other circumstances which he had
communicated.

The interest which this good man Bcemed to take in his
misffjrtiiiiHs, al)Ovo all, the full conlidenco lie apjteared to re-
pose in his innocence, haxl tho natural effect of softening Ed-
ward's heart, whom the coldness of Major Melville had taught
to believe that the world was leagued to oppress him. He
shook Mr. Mort/)n warmly by the hand, and, assuring him
that his kindness and symjjathy had relieved his mind of a

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hea\'y load, told him that, whatever might be his owii fate,
he belonged to a family who had both gratitude and the power
of displaying it. The earnestness of his thanks called drops
to the eyes of the worthy clergyman, who was doubly inter-
ested in the cause for which he had volunteered his services,
by observing the genuine and undissembled feelings of his
young friend.

Edward now inquired if Mr. Morton knew what was likely
to be his destination.

" Stilling Castle," replied his friead; *' and so far I am well
pleased for your sake, for the governor is a man of honour and
humanity. But I am more doubtful of your treatment upoa
the road; Major Melville is involuntarily obliged to intrust
the custody of your person to another."

" I am glad of it, " answered Waverley. " I detest that
cold-blooded calculating Scotch magistrate. I hope he and
I shall never meet more. He had neither sympathy with my
innocence nor with my wretchedness ; and the petrifying ac-
curacy with which he attended to every form of civility, while
he tortured me by his questions, his suspicious, and his infer-
ences, was as tormenting as the racks of the Inquisition. Do
not vindicate him, my dear sir, for that I cannot bear with
patience; tell me rather who is to have the charge of so
important a state prisoner as I am."

*' I believe a person called Giltillan, one of the sect who are
termed Cameronians."

" I never heard of them before. "

" They claim, " said the clergyman, " to represent the more
strict and severe Presbyterians, who, in Charles Second's and
James Second's days, refused to profit by the Toleration, or
Indulgence, as it was called, which was extended to others of
that religion. They held conventicles in the open fields, and,
being treated with great violence and cruelty by the Scottish
government, more than once took arras during those reigns.
They take their name from their leader, Richard Cameron."

" I recollect, " said Waverley ; " but did not the triumph of
Presbytery at the Revolution extinguish that sect?"

"By no means," replied Morton j "that great event fell yet

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fax short of what they proposed, which was nothing less thau
the complete establishmeut of the Presbyterian Church upon the
grounds of the old Solemn League and Covenant. Indeed, I
believe they scarce knew what they wanted; but being a nu-
merous body of men, and not unacquainted with the use of
arms, they kept themselves together as a separate party in the
state, and at the time of the Union had nearly formed a most
unnatural league with their old enemies the Jacobites to op-
pose that important national measure. Since that time their
numbers have gradually diminished ; but a good many are still
to be found in the western counties, and several, with a bet-
ter temper than in 1707, have now taken arms for government.
This person, whom they call Gifted Giltillan, has been long a
leader among them, and now heads a small party, which will
pass here to-day or to-morrow on their march towards Stir-
ling, under whose escort Major Melville proposes you shall
travel. I would willingly speak to Gilfillau in your behalf;
but, having deei)ly imbibed all the prejudices of his sect, and
being of the same fierce disposition, he would pay little regard
to the remonstrances of an Erastian divuie, as he would po-
litely term me. And now, farewell, my young friend; for
the present I must not weary out the Major's indulgence, tliab
I may obtain his permission to visit you again in the course
of the day."

CHAPTER XXXIV.

THTNOS MKNO A l.TTTTK.

AnorT nonn Mr. Morton returned and brought an invitation
from Major Melville tliat Mr. Waverley would hono\n- liini
witli his company to dinner, notwithstanding the iuii)leaHant
affair which detaiue<l him at Cairnvrec.kan, from which lio
ehould heartily rejoice to see Mr. Waverley comjjletely extri-
cated. The truth was that Mr. Morton's favourable report
and opinion had somewhat staggered tlie precoiioejjtionH of the
old soldier couceming Edward's supiwsed accession to the mu-

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tiny in the regiment ; and in the unfortunate state of the cotm-
try the mere suspicion of disaffection or an inclination to join
the insurgent Jacobites might infer criminality indeed, but
certainly not dishonour. Besides, a person whom the Major
trusted had reported to him (though, as it proved, inaccurately)
a contradiction of the agitating news of the preceding evening.
According to this second edition of the intelligence, the High-
landers had withdrawn from the Lowland frontier with the
purpose of following the army in their march to Inverness.
The Major was at a loss, indeed, to reconcile his information
with the well-known abilities of some of the gentlemen in the
Highland army, yet it was the course which was likely to be
most agreeable to others. He remembered the same policy
tad detained them in the north in the year 1715, and he an-
ticipated a similar termination to the insurrection as upon that
occasion.

This news put him in such good-humour that he readily
acquiesced in Mr. Morton's proposal to pay some hospitable
attention to his unfortunate guest, and voluntarily added, he
hoped the whole aif air would prove a youthful escapade, which
might be easily atoned by a short confinement. The kind
mediator had some trouble to prevail on his young friend to
accept the invitation. He dared not urge to him the real
motive, which was a good-natured wish to secure a favourable
report of "Waverley's case from Major Melville to Governor
Blakeney. He remarked, from the flashes of our hero's spirit,
that touching upon this topic would be sure to defeat his pur-
pose. He therefore pleaded that the invitation argued the
Major's disbelief of any part of the accusation which was in-
consistent with Waverley's conduct as a soldier and man of
honour, and that to decline his courtesy might be interpreted
into a consciousness that it was unmerited. In short, he bo
far satisfied Edward that the manly and proper course waa
to meet the Major on easy terms that, suppressing his strong
dislike again to encounter his cold and punctilious civility, Wa-
verley agreed to be guided by his new friend.

The meeting at first was stiif and formal enough. But Ed-
ward, having accepted the invitation, and his mind being really

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soothed and relieved by the kiudiiess of Morton, held himself
bound to behave with ease, though he could not affect cordial-
ity. The Major was somewhat of a bon vivant, and his wine
was excellent. He told his old campaign stories, and displayed
much knowledge of men and manners. Mr. Morton had aji
internal fund of placid and quiet gaiety, which seldom failed
to enliven any small party in which he found himself pleas-
antly seated. Waverley, whose life was a dream, gave ready
way to the predominating impulse and became the most lively
of the party. He had at all times remarkable natural powers
of conversation, though easily silenced by discouragement. Oa
the present occasion he piqued himself upon leaving on the
minds of his companions a favourable impression of one who,
under such disastrous circumstances, could sustain his mis-
fortunes with ease and gaiety. His spirits, though not un-
yielding, were abundantly elastic, and soon seconded his efforts.
The trio were engaged in very lively discourse, apparently de-
lighted with each other, and the kind host was pressing a third
bottle of Burgundy, wlien the sound of a drum was heard at
soniG distance. The Major, who, in the glee of an old soldier,
had forgot the duties of a magistrate, cursed, with a muttered
military oath, the circumstances which recalled him to his
official functions. He rose and went towards the window,
which commanded a very near view of the highroad, and he
was followed by his guests.

The drum advanced, beating no measured martial tune, but
a kind of rub-a-dub-dul), like that which the fire-drum startles
the Hluml>ering artizans of a Scotch burgh. It is the object
of this history to do justice to all men; 1 must therefore re-
cord, in justice to the drummer, that ho protested he ctmld
beat any known march or point of war known in the liritish
army, and liad accordingly commenced with "Dumbarton's
Drums," when he was silenced by fJifted (Jilfillaii, the com-
mander of the i)arty, who refused to permit his followers to
move to this jirofane, and even, as he said, persecutive tune,
and commanded the drummer to beat the 1 H>th I'salm. As
this wjus l)eyoiid the capacity of the drubber of 8hee])skin, he
was faiu to have recourse to the inoffensive row-dow-dow as a

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harmless substitute for the sacred music which his instrument
or skill were imable to achieve. This may be held a trihing
anecdote, but the drummer in question was no less than town-
drummer of Anderton. I remember his successor in office, a
member of that enlightened body, the British Convention, Be
his memory, therefore, treated with due respect.

CHAPTER XXXV.

A VOLUNTEER SIXTY YEARS SINCE.

On hearing the im welcome sound of the drum, Major Mel-
ville hastily opened a sashed door and stepped out upon a sort
of terrace which divided his house from the highroad from
which the martial music proceeded. Waverley and his new
friend followed him, though probably he would have dispensed
with their attendance. They soon recognised in solemn march,
first, the performer upon the drum ; secondly, a large flag of
four compartments, on which were inscribed the words, Cov-
enant, Kirk, King, Kingdoms. The person who was hon-
oured with this charge was followed by the commander of the
party, a thin, dark, rigid-looking-man, about sixty years old.
The spiritual pride, which in mine host of the Candlestick
mantled in a sort of supercilious hypocrisy, was in this man's
face elevated and yet darkened by genuine and undoubting
fanaticism. It was impossible to behold him without imagi-
nation placing him in some strange crisis, where religious zeal
was the ruling principle. A martyr at the stake, a soldier in
the field, a lonely and banished wanderer consoled by the in-
tensity and supposed purity of his faith under every earthly
privation, perhaps a p^secuting inquisitor, as terrific in power
as unyielding in adversity; any of these seemed congenial char-
acters to this personage. With these high traits of energy,
there was something in the affected precision and solemnity
of his deportment and discourse that bordered upon the ludi-
crous ; 80 that, according to the mood of the spectator's mind
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might have feared, admired, or laughed at kim. His di-ess
was that of a west-country peasant, of better materials indeed
than that of the lower rank, but in no respect affecting either
the mode of the age or of the Scottish gentry at any period.
His arms were a broadsword and pistols, which, from the
antiquity of their appearance, might have seen the rout of
Pentlaud or Bothwell Brigg.

As he came up a few steps to meet Major Mehdlle, and
touched solemnly, but slightly, his huge and overbrimmed
blue bonnet, in answer to the Major, who had courteously
raised a small triangular gold-laced hat, Waverley was irre-
sistibly iiupressed with the idea that he beheld a leader of
the Roundheads of yore in conference with one of Marlbor-
ough's captains.

The group of about thirty armed men who followed this
gifted commander was of a motley description. They were in
ordinary Lowland dresses, of different colours, which, con-
trasted with the arms they bore, gave them an irregular and
mobbish appearance ; so much is the eye accustomed to con-
nect uniformity of dress with the military character. In front
were a few who apparently partook of their leader's enthusi-
asm, men obviously to be feared in a combat, where their
natural courage was exalted l)y religious zeal. Others i)uffed
and strutted, filled witli the importance of carrying arms and
all the novelty of their situation, while the rest, apparently
fatigued with their march, dragged their limbs listlessly
along, or straggled from their companions to procure such
refrfshments as the neighlx)uring cottages and alehouses af-
forded. Six grenadiers of Ligojiier's, thouglit the Major to
himself, as his mind reverted to his own military experience,
would have sent all these fellows to the right alx)ut.

Greeting, however, Mr. dilfillan civilly, ho requested to
know if he had received tliu letter he had sent to him u])on
his march, and could \in(l(Mt.ake the charge of the state pris-
oner whom he there mentioned as far as Stirling Castle.
"Yea," was the concise reply of the Cameronian leader, in a
voice whicl» seemed to issue from the very jjenetralia of his
person

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"But your escort, Mr. Giltillan, is not so strong as I ex-
pected," said Major Melville.

" Some of the people," replied Gilfillan, " hungered and were
athivst by the way, and tarried until their poor souls were
refreshed with the word."

"I am sorry, sir," replied the Major, "you did not trust to
your refreshing your men at Cairn vreckan ; whatever my house
contains is at the command of persons employed in the ser-
vice. "

" It was not of creature -comforts I spake, " answered the
Covenanter, regarding Major Melville with something like a
smile of contempt ; " howbeit, I thank you ; but the people re-
mained waiting upon the precious Mr. Jabesh Rentowel for
the out-pouring of the afternoon exhortation."

"And have you, sir," said the Major, "when the rebels are
about to spread themselves through this country, actually left
a great part of your command at a field-preaching?"

Gilfillan again smiled scornfully as he made this indirect
answer : " Even thus are the children of this world wiser in
their generation than the children of light ! "

"However, sir," said the Major, " as you are to take charge
of this gentleman to Stirling, and deliver him, with these pa-
pers, into the hands of Governor Blakeney, I beseech you to
observe some rules of military discipline upon your march.
For example, I would advise you to keep your men more
closely together, and that each in his march should cover his
file-leader, instead of straggling like geese upon a common;
and, for fear of surprise, I further recommend to you to form
a small advance-party of your best men, with a single vidette
in front of the whole march, so that when you approach a
village or a wood " — (here the Major interrupted himself) —
'* But as I don't observe you listen to me, Mr. Gilfillan, I sup-
pose I need not give myself the trouble to say more upon the
subject. You are a better judge, unquestionably, than I am
of the measures to be pursued; but one thing I would have
you well aware of, that you are to treat this gentleman, your
prisoner, with no rigour nor incivility, and are to subject him
to no other restraint than is necessary for his security."

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"I have looked into my commission," said Mr. Gilfillan,
"subscribed by a worthy and professing nobleman, William,
Earl of Glencairn ; nor do I iind it therein set do^vn that I
am to receive auy charges or commands anent my doings from
Major William Melville of Cairnvreckan. "

Major Melville reddened even to the Tvell-powdered ears
which appeared beneath his neat military side-curls, the more
so as he observed Mr. Morton smile at the same moment.
"Mr. Gilfillan," he answered, with some asperity, ''I beg tea
thousand pardons for interfering with a person of your impor-
tance. I thought, however, that as you have been bred a
grazier, if I mistake not, there might be occasion to remind
you of the difference between Highlanders and Highland cat-
tle; and if you should happen to meet with any gentleman
•who has seen service, and is disposed to speak upon the sub-
ject, I should still imagine that listening to him would do you
no sort of harm. But I have done, and have only once more
to recommend this gentleman to your civility as well as to
your custody. Mr. W'averley, I am truly sorry we should part
in this way ; but I trust, when you are again in this country,
I may have an opportunity to render Cairn vi-eckan more agree-
able than circumstances have permitted on this occasion."

So saying, lie sliook our hero by the hand. Morton also
took an alTe(;tioiiato farewell, and Waverley, having mounted
his liorse, with a musketeer leading it by tlio bridle and a tile
upon eafjh side to prevent his escape, set forward upon tlio
march with Gilfillau and his party. Through thci little vil-
lage they were accompanied with the shouts of the children,
who cried out, "Rh! nvAt to the Sonthhuid gentleman that's
gaun U) be hanged for shooting lang John Mucklowrath, the
smith I"

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CHAPTER XXXVI.

AN INCIDENT.

The dinner hour of Scotland Sixty Years since was two
o'clock. It was therefore about four o'clock of a delightful
autumn afternoon that Mr. Gilfillan commenced his march, in
hopes, although Stirling was eighteen miles distant, he might
be able, by becoming a borrower of the night for an hour or
two, to reach it that evening. He therefore put forth hia
strength, and marched stoutly along at the head of his fol-
lowers, eyeing our hero from time to time, as if he longed to
enter into controversy with him. At length, unable to resist
the temptation, he slackened his pace till he was alongside of
his prisoner's horse, and after marching a few steps iu silence
abreast of him, he suddenly asked : " Can ye say wha the
carle was wi' the black coat and the mousted head, that was
wi' the Laird of Cairn vreckan?"

" A Presbyterian clergyman, " answered Waverley.

"Presbyterian!" answered Gilfillan contemptuously; "a
wretched Erastian, or rather an obscure Prelatist, a favourer
of the black indulgence, ane of thae dumb dogs that canna
bark ; they tell ower a clash o' terror and a clatter o' comfort
in their sermons, without ony sense, or savour, or life. Ye've
been fed in siccan a fauld, belike?"

" No ; I am of the Church of England, " said Waverley.

"And they're just neighbour-like," replied the Covenanter;
"and nae wonder they gree sae weel. Wha wad hae thought
the goodly structure of the Kirk of Scotland, built up by our
fathers in 1G42, wad hae been defaced by carnal ends and the
corruptions of the time ; — ay, wha wad hae thought the carved
work of the sanctuary would hae been sae soon cut down!"

To this lamentation, which one or two of the assistants
chorussed with a deep groan, our hero thought it unnecessary
to make any reply. Whereupon Mr. GUfillan, resolving that
he should be a hearer at least, if not a disputant, proceeded
in his Jeremiade.

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" And now is it "wonderful, when, for lack of exercise anent
the call to the service of the altar and the duty of the day,
ministers fall into sinful compliances with patronage, and in-
demnities, and oaths, and bonds, and other corruptions, — is
it wonderful, I say, that you, sir, and other sic-like unhappy
persons, should labour to build up your auld Babel of iniquity,
as in the bluidy persecuting saint-kiUing times? I ti-ow, gin
ye werena blinded wi' the graces and favours, and services and
enjoyments, and employments and inheritances, of this wicked
world, 1 could prove to you, by the Scripture, in what a filthy
rag ye put your trust ; and that your surplices, and your copes
and vestments, are but cast-oif garments of the muckle haiiot
that sitteth upon seven hills and drinketh of the cup of abom-
ination. But, I trow, ye are deaf as adders upon that side of
the head; ay, ye are deceived with her enchantments, and ye
traffic with her merchandise, and ye are drunk with the cup
of her fornication!"

}fow much longer this military theologist might liave con-
tinued his invective, iu which he spared nobody but the scat-
tered remnant of hill-folk, as he called them, is absolutely
uncertain. His matter was copious, his voice powerful, and
his memory strong; so that there was little chance of his end-
ing his exhortation till the ]);irty had rea^'hed Stirling, had
not his attention l)een attractful by a pedlar who had joined
the maroh from a cross-road, and who sighed or groaned with
great regiilarity at all fitting ])au8es of his homily.

"And what may ye be, friend?" said the fiifted (Jilfillan.

" A j)uir ]tefll;ir, that's lK)nnd for Stirling, and craves the
prot.pction <>i your hf)noMr'H j)arty in these kiltln times. Ah!
your honour h;LS a notal)lo faculty in searching and explaining
the senret, — ay, the secret and obHcure and incomprehensible
causes of the backslidings of the laud ; ay, your honour touches
the root o' the matter."

" Friend," said (lillillaii, with a more complacent voice than
he had hithert/j xised, "honour not me. 1 do not go out to
park-dikes and to steadings and t/) market-towns to have herds
and cottars and burghers pull off their bonnets to mo as they
do to Major Melville o' Cairn vreckan, and ca' me laird or cap-

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tain or honour. No; my sma' means, whilk are not aboon
twenty thousand merk, have had the blessing of increase, but
the pride of my heart has not increased with them ; nor do I
delight to be called captain, though I have the subscribed
commission of that gospel-searching nobleman, the Earl of
Glencairn, in whilk I am so designated. While I live I am
and will be called Habakkuk Gilfillan, who will stand up for
the standards of doctrine agreed on by the ance famous Kirk
of Scotland, before she trafficked with the accursed Achan,
while he has a plack in his purse or a di-ap o' bluid in his
body."

" Ah," said the pedlar, " I have seen your land about Mauch-
lin. A fertile spot! your lines have fallen in pleasant places!
And siccau a breed o' cattle is not in ony laird's land in Scot-
land."

'"Ye say right, — ye say right, friend," retorted GilfiUau
eagerly, for he was not inaccessible to flattery upon this sub-
ject,— " ye say right; they are the real Lancashire, and there's
no the like o' them even at the mains of Kilmaurs" ; and he
then entered into a discussion of their excellences, to which
our readers will probably be as indifferent as our hero. After
this excursion the leader returned to his theological discussions,
■wliile the pedlar, less profound upon those mystic points, con-
tented himself with groaning and expressing his edification at
suitable intervals.

" What a blessing it would be to the puir blinded popish
nations among whom I hae sojourned, to have siccan a light
to their paths ! I hae been as far as Muscovia in my sma'
trading way, as a travelling merchant; and I hae been through
France, and the Low Countries, and a' Poland, and maist feck
o' Germany, and oh! it would grieve your honour's soul to see
the murmuring and the singing and massing that's in the kirk,
and the piping that's in the quire, and the heathenish dancing
and dicing upon the Sabbath!"

This set Gilfillan off upon the Book of Sports and the
Covenant, and the Engagers, and the Protesters, and the
Whiggamore's Raid, and the Assembly of Divines at West-
minster, and the Longer and Shorter Catechism, and the

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Excommunication at Torwood, and the slaughter of Arch-
bishop Sharp. This last topic, again, led him into the law-
fulness of defensive arms, on which subject he uttered much
more sense than could have been expected from some other
parts of his harangue, and attracted even Waverley's attention,
who had hitherto been lost in his own- sad reflections. Mr.
Giltillan then considered the lawfulness of a private man's
standing forth as the avenger of public oppression, and as he
was labouring with great earnestness the cause of Mas James
Mitchell, who fired at the Archbishop of St. Andrews some
years before the prelate's assassination on Magus Muir, aa
incident occurred which interrupted his harangue.

The rays of the sim were lingering on the very verge of the
horizon as the party ascended a hollow and somewhat steep
path which led to the summit of a rising ground. The counti-y
was un inclosed, being part of a very extensive heath or common ;
but it was far from level, exhibiting in many places hollows
filled with furze and broom; in others, little dingles of stunted
brusliwood. A thicket of the latter description crowned the
hill up which the party ascended. The foremost of the band,
being the stoutest and most active, had pushed on, and, hav-
ing surmounted the ascent, were out of ken for the })resent.
Gilfillan, with the pedlar and the small party who were
Waverley's more immediate guard, were near the to}) of the
ascent, and the remainder straggled after them at a consider-
able interval.

Such was the sittiation of matters when the yiedlar, missing,
aa he said, a little doggie wliich belonged to liiiii. began to
halt and whistle for the animal. This signal, rcix-atcd jnore
than once, gave offence to the rigour of his companion, the
rath(fr because it appeared to indicate inattention to the treas-
nres of thcfdogical and controversial knowledge which were
pouring otit for his edificnt ion. Tie therefore signili«'(1 gruffly
that lie could not waste his time in waiting for an useless
cur.

"Rut if your honour wad consider the case of Tobit "

"Tobit!" exclaimed ffilfillan, with great heat; " Tobit nnd
his dog baith are altogether heathenish and apocryphal, and

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none but a prelatist or a papist would draw them into ques-
tiou. I doubt 1 hae been niista'en in you, friend."

"Very likely," answered the pedlar, with great composure;
"but ue'ertheless, I shall take leave to whistle again upon
puir Bawty."

This last signal was answered in an unexpected manner;
for six or eight stout Highlanders, who lurked among the
copse and brushwood, sprung into the hollow way and began
to lay about them with their claymores. Gilfillan, imappalled
at this undesirable apparition, cried out manfully, " The sword
of the Lord and of Gideon!" and, drawing his broadsword,
would probably have done as much credit to the good old cause
as any of its doughty champions at Drumclog, when, behold!
the pedlar, snatching a musket from the person who was next
him, bestowed the butt of it with such emphasis on the head
of his late instructor in the Cameronian creed that he was
forthwith levelled to the ground. In the confusion Avhich
ensued the horse which bore our hero was shot by one of Gil-
fillan's party, as he discharged his firelock at random. Wa-
verley fell with, and indeed under, the animal, and sustained
some severe contusions. But he was almost instantly extri-
cated from the fallen steed by two Highlanders, who, each
seizing him by the arm, hurried him away from the scuffle and
from the highroad. They ran with great speed, half support-
ing and half dragging our hero, who could, however, distin-
guish a few di-opping shots fired about the spot which he had
left. This, as he afterwards learned, proceeded from Gil-
fillan's party, who had now assembled, the stragglers in front
and rear having joined the others. At their approach the
Highlanders drew off, but not before they had rifled Gilfillan
and two of his people, who remained on the spot grievously
wounded. A few shots were exchanged betwixt them and the
Westlanders ; but the latter, now without a commander, and
apprehensive of a second ambush, did not make any serious
effort to recover their prisoner, judging it more wise to proceed
on their journey to Stirling, carrying with them their wounded
captain and comrades.

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CHAPTER XXXVII.

WAVERLEY IS STILL IN DISTRESS.

The velocity, and indeed violence, with which Waverley
was hurried along ueaiiy deprived him of sensation ; for the
injury he had received from his fall prevented him from aiding
himself so effectually as he might otherwise have done. When
this was observed by his oonductors, they called to their aid
two or three others of the party, and, swathing our hero's
body in one of their plaids, divided his weight by that means
among them, and transported him at the same rapid rate as
before, without any exertion of his own. They spoke little,
and that in Gaelic; and did not slacken their pace till they
had run nearly two miles, when they abated their extreme
rapidity, but continued still to walk very fast, relieving each
other occasionally.

Our hero now endeavoured to address them, but was only
answered with " Cha n'eil Beurl' af/am," i.e. "I have no
English," being, as Waverley well knew, the constant reply of
a Higlilander when he eitlier does not understand or does not
cho<;se to reply to an Englishman or Lowlandor. lie then
mentioned the name of Vich Ian Vohr, concluding that he was
indel;ted to his friendshij) for his rescue from the clutches of
Gifted Gilfillan; but neither did this produce any mark of
recognition from liis escort.

Tilt) twiliglit had given jtlacc to moonshine when the party
halted upon tlio l)rink of a i)rc(',ipit()us glen, which, as partly
enlightened by the moonbeams, seemed full of trees and tangled
brushwood. Two of the Highlanders dived into it l)y a small
foot])ath, as if Ui explore its recesses, and one of them return-
ing in a few minutes, said something to liis companions, wlio
instantly raised their burden and bi»ro liini, with great atten-
tion and care, down the narrow and abrupt destient. Not-
withstanding their precautions, however, Waverley's person
came more than once into contact, rtidoly enough, with the
projecting stumps and branches which overhung the pathway.

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At the bottom of the descent, and, as it seemed, by the side
of a brook (for Waverley heard the rushing of a considerable
body of water, although its stream was invisible in the dark-
ness), the party again stopped before a small and rudely con-
structed hovel. The door was open, and the inside of the
premises appeared as imcomfortable and rude as its situation
and exterior foreboded. There was no appearance of a floor
of any kind ; the roof seemed rent in several places ; the walls
were composed of loose stones and turf, and the thatch of
branches of trees. The fire was in the centre, and filled the
whole wigwam with smoke, which escaped as much through
the door as by means of a circular aperture in the roof. An
old Highland sibyl, the only inhabitant of this forlorn man-
sion, appeared busy in the i)reparation of some food. By the
light which the fire afforded Waverley could discover that his
attendants were not of the clan of Ivor, for Fergus was par-
ticularly strict in requiring from his followers that they should
wear the tartan striped in the mode peculiar to their race ; a
mark of distinction anciently general through the Highlands,
and still maintained by those Chiefs who were proud of their
lineage or jealous of their separate and exclusive authority.

Edward had lived at Glennaquoich long enough to be aware
of a distinction which he had repeatedly heard noticed, and
now satisfied that he had no interest with his attendants, he
glanced a disconsolate eye around the interior of the cabin.
The only furniture, excepting a washing-tub and a wooden
press, called in Scotland an ambt'y, sorely decayed, was a
large wooden bed, planked, as is usual, all aroimd, and open-
ing by a sliding panel. In this recess the Higldanders depos-
ited Waverley, after he had by signs declined any refresh-
ment. His slumbers were broken and unrefreshing ; strange
visions passed before his eyes, and it required constant and
reiterated efforts of mind to dispel them. Shivering, violent
headache, and shooting pains in his limbs succeeded these
symptoms ; and in the morning it was evident to his High-
land attendants or guard, for he knew not in which light to
consider them, that Waverley was quite tmfit to travel.

After a long consultation among themselves, six of the party

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left the hut with their arms, leaving behind an old and a
young man. The former addressed Waverley, and bathed the
contusions, which swelling and livid colour now made conspic-
uous. His own portmanteau, which the Highlanders had not
failed to bring off, supplied him with linen, and to his great
surprise was, with all its undimiaished contents, freely re-
signed to his use. The bedding of his couch seemed clean and
comfortable, and his aged attendant closed the door of the bed,
for it had no curtain, after a few words of Gaelic, from which
Waverley gatnered that he exhorted him to repose. So be-
hold our hero for a second time the patient of a Highland
Escidapius, but in a situation much more uncomfortable than
when he was the guest of the worthy Tomanrait.

The symptomatic fever which accompanied the injuries he
had sustaiued did not abate till the third day, when it gave
way to the care of his attendants and the strength of his con-
stitution, and he could now raise himself in his bed, though
not witlxout pain. He observed, however, that there was a
great disinclination on the i)art of the old woman who acted
as his nurse, as well as on that of the elderly Iliglilander, to
permit the door of the bed to be left open, so that he might
amuse himself with observing their motions; and at lengtli,
after Waverley had repeatedly drawn o])en and they had as
frequently shut the hatchway of liis cage, the old gentleman
put an end to the contest l)y securing it on the outside with a
nail so effectually that the door could not be drawn till this
exterior impediment was removed.

While musing upon tlie cause of this contradictory spirit in
persons whf)so conduct intimated no jHirposo of ])hnider, and
who, in all other points, a])peared to consult his welfare and
his wishes, it occurred to our hero that, d>iring tlie worst
crisis of his illness, a female figiire, younger than his old
Highland nurse, had appeared to flit around his couch. Of
this, indeed, ho had hut a very indistinct recollection, but his
8uspi(!i<ms were continued when, attentively listening, ho often
heard, in the course of the day, the voice of another female
conversing in whispers with his attendant. Who could it be?
And why should she apparently desire concealment? Fancy

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immediately roused herself and turned to Flora Mac-Ivor.
But after a short conHict between his eager desire to believe
she waa in his neighbourhood, guarding, like an angel of
mercy, the couch of his sickness, VVaverley was compelled tx)
conclude that his conjecture was altogether improbable j since,
to suppose she had left her compaiatively safe situation at
Glennaquoich to descend into the Low Coimtry, now the seat
of civil war, and to inhabit such a lurking-place as this, waa
a thing hardly to be imagined. Yet his heart bounded as he
sometimes could distinctly hear the trip of a light female step
glide to or from the door of the hut, or the suppressed sounds
of a female voice, of softness and delicacy, hold dialogue with
the hoarse inward croak of old Janet, for so he understood his
antiquated attendant was denominated.

Having nothing else to amuse his solitude, he employed
himself in contriving some plan to gratify his curiosity, iu
despite of the sedulous caution of Janet and the old Highland
janizary, for he had never seen the young fellow suice the first
morning. At length, upon accurate examination, the infirm
state of his wooden prison-house appeared to supply the means
of gratifying his curiosity, for out of a spot which was some-
what decayed he was able to extract a nail. Through this
minute aperture he could perceive a female form wrapped in a
plaid, in the act of conversing with Janet. But, since the
days of our grandmother Eve, the gratification of inordinate
curiosity has generally borne its penalty in disappointment.
The form was not that of Flora, nor was the face visible ; and,
to crown his vexation, while he laboured with the nail to en-
lai-ge the hole, that he might obtain a more complete view, a
slight noise betrayed his purpose, and the object of his curiosity
instantly disappeared ; nor, so far as he could observe, did she
again revisit the cottage.

All precautions to blockade his view were from that time
abandoned, and he was not only permitted but assisted to rise,
and quit what had been, in a literal sense, his couch of con-
finement. But he was not allowed to leave the hut ; for the
young Higlilander had now rejoined his senior, and one or
other was constantly on the watch. Whenever Waverley ap-

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preached tiie cottage door the sentinel upon duty civilly, but
resolutely, placed himself against it and opposed his exit, ac-
companying his action with signs which seemed to imply there
was danger in the attempt and an enemy in the neighbour-
hood. Old Janet appeared anxious and upon the watch ; and
Waverley, who had not yet recovered strength enough to at-
tempt to take his departure in spite of the opposition of his
hosts, was under the necessity of remaining patient. His
fai-e was, in every point of view, better than he could have
conceived; for poultry, and even wine, were no strangers to
his table. The Highlanders never presumed to eat with him,
and, unless in the circumstance of watchmg him, treated him
with great respect. His sole amusement was gazing from the
window, or rather the shapeless aperture which was meant to
answer the purpose of a window, upon a large and rough
brook, which raged and foamed through a rocky channel,
closely canopied with trees and bushes, about ten feet beneath
the site of his house of captivity.

Upon the sixth day of his confinement Waverley found him-
self so well til at he began to meditate his escape from this dull
and miserable ])rison-house, thinking any risk which he might
incur in the attempt preferable to the stupifying and intoler-
able uniformity of Janet's retirement. The question indeed
occurred, whither he was to direct his course when again at
his own disposal. Two schemes seemed practicable, yet both
attended with danger and difficulty. One was to go back to
Glennaquoich and join Fergus Mac-Ivor, by whom he was sure
to be kindly received; and in the present state of his mind,
the rigour with which he had been treated fully absolved him,
in lus own eyes, from his allegiance to the existing government.
The other project was to endeavour to attain a Scottish
Bea])ort, and thence to take shipping for England. His mind
wavered ])etween these ]»lanH, and ])i<)l)al)ly, if lie had effected
his escape in the manner lie j)ro])osed, ho would have been
finally determined l)y the comi)arative fjicility by which either
might have been executed. But his fortmie had settled that
he was not to be left to his option.

Ui>on the evening of the aoventh day the door of the hut

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suddenly opened, and two Highlanders entered, whom Waver-
ley recognised as having been a part of his original escort to
this cottage. They conversed for a short time with the old
man and his companion, and then made Waverley understand,
by very significant signs, that he was to prepare to accompany
them. This was a joyful communication. What had already
passed during his confinement made it evident that no personal
injury was designed to him; and his romantic spirit, having
recovered during his repose much of that elasticity which
anxiety, resentment, disappomtment, and the mixture of un-
pleasant feelings excited by his late adventures had for a time
subjugated, was now wearied with inaction. His passion for
the wonderful, although it is the nature of such dispositions
to be excited by that degree of danger which merely gives
dignity to the feeling of the individual exposed to it, had
sunk under the exti-aordinary and apparently insurmountable
evils by which he appeared envii-oned at Cairnvreckan. In
fact, this compound of intense curiosity and exalted imagina-
tion forms a peculiar species of courage, Avhich somewhat re-
sembles the light usually carried by a miner — sufficiently com-
petent, indeed, to afford him guidance and comfort during the
ordinaiy perils of his labour, but certain to be extinguished
should he encoimter the more formidable hazard of earth
damps or pestiferous vapours. It was now, however, once
more rekindled, and with a throbbing mixture of hope, awe,
and anxiety, Waverley watched the group before him, as those
who were just arrived snatched a hasty meal, and the others
assumed their arms and made brief preparations for their
departure.

As he sat in the smoky hut, at some distance from the fire,
around which the others were crowded, he felt a gentle pres-
feure upon his arm. He looked round; it was Alice, the
daughter of Donald Bean Lean. She showed him a packet of
papers in such a manner that the motion was remarked by no
one else, put her finger for a second to her lips, and passed
on, as if to assist old Janet in packing Waverley' s clothes in
his portmanteau. It was obviously her wish that he should
not seem to recognise her ; yet she repeatedly looked back at

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him, as an opportunity occurred of doing so unobserved^ and
when she saw that he remarked what she did, she folded the
packet with great address and speed in one of his shirts, which
she deposited in the portmanteau.

Here then was fi-esh food for conjecture. Was Alice his
unknown warden, and was this maiden of the cavern the tute-
lai- genius that watched his bed during his sickness? Was he
in the hands of her father? and if so, what was his purpose?
Spoil, his usual object, seemed in this case neglected; for not
only Waverley's property was restored, but his purse, which
might have tempted this professional plunderer, had been all
along suffered to remain in his possession. AU this perhaps
the packet might explain ; but it was plain from Alice's man-
ner that she desired he should consult it in secret. Nor did
she again seek his eye after she had satisfied herself that her
manaiu\Te Avas observed and understood. On the contrary,
she shortly afterwards left the hut, and it was only as she
tript out from the door that, favoured by the obscurity, she
gave Waverley a parting smile and nod of significance ere she
vanished in the dark glen.

The young Highlander was repeatedly despatched by his
comrades as if to collect intelligence. At length, when he had
returned for the third or fourth time, the whole party arose
and made signs to our hero to accompany them. Before his
dejtarture, however, he shook hands with old Janet, who had
been so sedulous in his l)elialf, and added substantial marks of
his gratitude for her attendance.

"God bless you! God prosper you, Captain Waverley!"
said Janet, in good Lowland Scotch, thougli he luid never
hithert/) heard h<^r utter a syllabln, save in Ga^lif. 7?nt the
iinpatipiife of his attendants prohibited his asking iuiy ex-
plauatiuu.

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288 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

CHAPTER XXXVIII.

A NOCTURNAL ADVENTURE.

There was a moment's pause when the whole party had got
out of the hut ; and the Highlander who assumed the command,
and who, in Waverley's awakened recollection, seemed to be
the same tall figure who had acted as Donald Bean Lean's
lieutenant, by whispers and signs imposed the strictest silence.
He delivered to Edward a sword and steel pistol, and, point-
ing up the track, laid his hand on the hilt of his own clay-
more, as if to make him sensible they might have occasion to
use force to make good their passage. He then placed himself
at the head of the party, who moved up the pathway in smgle
or Indian file, Waverley being placed nearest to their leader.
He moved with great precaution, as if to avoid giving any
alarm, and halted as soon as he came to the verge of the
ascent. Waverley was soon sensible of the reason, for he
heard at no great distance an English sentinel call out " All's
well." The heavy sound sunk on the night-wind down the
woody glen, and was answered by the echoes of its banks. A
second, third, and fourth time the signal was repeated fainter
and fainter, as if at a greater and gi-eater distance. It was
obvious that a fmrty of soldiers were near, and upon their
guard, though not sufficiently so to detect men skilful in every
art of predatory warfare, like those with whom he now
watched their ineffectual precautions.

"WTien these sounds had died upon the silence of the night,
the Highlanders began their march swiftly, yet with the most
cautious silence. Waverley had little time, or indeed disposi-
tion, for observation, and could only discern that they passed,
at some distance from a large building, in the windows of
which a light or two yet seemed to twinkle. A little farther
on tlie leading Highlander snuffed the wind like a setting
spaniel, and then made a signal to his party again to halt.
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as to be scarce distinguishable from tbe heathy ground on
which he moved, and advanced in this posture to reconnoitre.
In a short time he returned, and dismissed his attendants ex-
cepting one ; and, intimating to "Waverley that he must imitate
his cautious mode of proceeding, all three crept forward on
hands and knees.

After proceeding a greater way in this inconvenient manner
than was at all comfortable to his knees and shins, AVaverley
perceived the smell of smoke, which probably had been much
sooner distinguished by the more acute nasal organs of his
guide. It proceeded from the corner of a low and ruinous
sheep-fold, the walls of which were made of loose stones, as is
usual in Scotland. Close by this low wall the Highlander
guided Waverley, and, in order probably to make him sensi-
ble of his danger, or perhaps to obtain the full credit of his
own dexterity, he intimated to him, by sign and example, that
he might raise his head so as to peep into the sheep-fold.
"Waverley did so, and beheld an outpost of four or five sol-
diers lying by their watch-fire. They were all asleep except
the sentinel, who paced backwards and forwards with his fire-
lock on his shoulder, which glanced red in the light of the fire
as ho crossed and recrossed before it in his short walk, cast-
ing his eye frequently to that part of the heavens from which
the moon, hitherto obscured by mist, seemed now about to
make her appearance.

In the couise of a minute or two, by one of those sudden
changes of atmosphere incident to a mountainous country, a
breeze arose and swept before it the clouds whicli liad covered
the horizon, and the night planet poured her full effulgence
upon a wide and blighted heath, skirted indeed with copse-
wood and stunted trees in the quarter from wliich tli(>y liad
come, but opeti and bare to the observation of the sentinel in
tliat to which their course tended. The wall of the sheep-fold
indeed concealed them aa they lay, but any advance beyond
its shelter seemed impossible without certain discovery.

The nighlander eyed the blue vault, but far from blessing
the useful light with TTonier's, or rather Pope's benighted
peasant, he muttered a Gaelic curse upon the unseasonable

290 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

splendour oi Mac-Farlanc' s huat (i.e. lantern).* He looked
anxiously around for a few minutes, and then apparently took
his resolution. Leaving his attendant with Waverley, after
motioning to Edward to remain quiet, and giving his comrade
directions in a brief whisper, he retreated, favoured by the
irregularity of the ground, in the same direction and in the
same manner as they had advanced. Edward, turning his
head after him, could perceive him crawling on all fours with
the dexterity of an Indian, availing himself of every bush and
inequality to escape observation, and never passing over the
more exposed parts of his track until the sentinel's back was
turned from him. At length he reached the thickets and un-
derwood which partly covered the moor in that direction, and
probably extended to the verge of the glen where Waverley
had been so long an inhabitant. The Highlander disappeared,
but it was only for a few minutes, for he suddenly issued forth
from a different part of the thicket, and, advancing boldly upon
the open heath as if to invite discovery, he levelled his piece
and fired at the sentinel. A wound in the arm proved a dis-
agreeable interruption to the poor fellow's meteorological ob-
servations, as well as to the tune of "Nancy Dawson," which
he was whistling. He returned the fire ineffectually, and his
comrades, starting up at the alarm, advanced alertly towards
the spot from which the first shot had issued. The High-
lander, after giving them a full view of his person, dived
among the thickets, for his ruse de guerre had now perfectly
succeeded.

"NMiile the soldiers pursued the cause of their disturbance in
one direction, Waverley, adopting the hint of his remaining
attendant, made the best of his speed in that which his guide
originally intended to pursue, and which now (the attention of
the soldiers being drawn to a different quarter) was unob-
served and unguarded. When they had run about a quarter
of a mile, the brow of a rising ground which they had sur-
mounted concealed them from further risk of observation.
They still heard, however, at a distance the shouts of the
soldiers as they hallooed to each other upon the heath, and
» See Mac-Farlane'a Lantern. Note 27.

WAVERLEY 291

they could also hear the distant roll of a drum beating to arms
in the same dii-ection. But these hostile sounds were now far
in their rear, and died away upon the breeze as they rapidly
proceeded.

AMien they had walked about half an hour, still along open,
and waste ground of the same description, they came to the
stump of an ancient oak, which, from its relics, appeared to
have been at one time a tree of very large size. In an adja-
cent hollow they found several Highlanders, with a horse or
two. They had not joined them above a few minutes, which
Waverley's attendant employed, in all probability, in com-
municating the cause of their delay (for the words "Duncan
Duroch" were often repeated), when Duncan himself appeared,
out of breath indeed, and with all the symptoms of having
run for his life, but laughing, and in high spirits at the suc-
cess of the stratagem by which he had battled his pursuers.
This indeed Waverley could easily conceive might be a matter
of no great difficulty to the active movmtaineer, who was per-
fectly acquainted with the ground, and traced his course with
a firmness and confidence to which his pursuers must have
been strangers. The alarm whicih he excited seemed still to
continue, for a dropping shot or two were heard at a great dis-
tance, wliich seemed to serve as an addition to the mirth of
Dunciin and his comrades.

The mountaineer now resumed the arms with which he had
entrusted our hero, giving him to uiKku-stand that the dangers
of the journey were happily surmounted. Waverley was then
mounted upon one of the horses, a change whieli the fatigue
of tlio night and his recent ilhiess rendered exceedingly accept-
able. His ])ortnianicau wjih placed on another ])ony, Duncan
jii'nint(!(l a third, and they sot forward at a round ]>!U'.e, accom-
panied by their escort. No other incident marked the course
of that niglit's journey, and at the dawn of morning they at-
tained the banks of a rapid river. The country around was at
once fertil(( and roniaiitic". Stec|» ]»anks of wood were ])rokett
by corn-fielrLs, whicli this year ])reHented an alnuidant harvest,
already in a great measure cut down.

On the opposite bank of the river, and partly surroimded

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by a winding of its stream, stood a large and massive castle,
the half -ruined turrets of which were already glittering in the
fii'st rays of the sun. ' It was iu form an oblong square, of
size sufficient to contain a large court in the centre. The
towers at each angle of the square rose higher than the walls
of the building, aud were in their turn surmounted by turrets,
differing in height and irregular in shape. Upon one of these
a sentinel watched, whose bonnet and plaid, streaming in the
wind, declared him to be a Highlander, as a broad white en-
sign, which floated from another tower, announced that the
garrison was held by the insurgent adherents of the House of
Stuart.

Passing hastily through a small and mean town, where their
appearance excited neither surprise nor curiosity in the few
peasants whom the labours of the harvest began to summon
from their repose, the party crossed an ancient and narrow
bridge of several arches, and, turning to the left up an avenue
of huge old sycamores, Waverley found himself in front of the
gloomy yet picturesque structure which he had admired at a
distance. A huge iron-grated door, which formed the exterior
defence of the gateway, was already thrown back to receive
them ; and a second, heavily constructed of oak and studded
thickly with iron nails, being next opened, admitted them into
the interior court-yard. A gentleman, dressed in the High-
land garb and having a white cockade in his bonnet, assisted
Waverley to dismount from his horse, and with much courtesy
bid him welcome to the castle.

The governor, for so we must term him, having conducted
Waverley to a half -ruinous apartment, where, however, there
was a small camp-bed, and having offered him any refresh-
ment which he desired, was then about to leave him.

" WiU you not add to your civilities, " said Waverley, after
having made the usual acknowledgment, " by having the kind-
ness to inform me where I am, aud whether or not I am to con-
sider myself as a prisoner?"

" I am not at liberty to be so explicit upon this subject as
I could wish. Briefly, however, you are in the Castle of

» See Castle of Doune. Note 28.

WAVERLET. 293

Doune, in the district of Menteith, and in no danger what-

ever. "

"And how am I assured of that?"

" By the honour of Donald Stewart, governor of the garri-
son, and lieutenant-colonel in the service of his Royal High-
ness Prince Charles Edward." So saying, he hastily left the
apartment, as if to avoid further discussion.

Exhausted by the fatigues of the night, our hero now threw
himself upon the bed, and was in a few minutes fast asleep.

CHAPTER XXXIX.

THE JOURNEY IS CONTINUED.

Before "Waverley awakened from his repose, the day was
far advanced, and he began to feel that he had passed many
hours without food. This was soon supplied in form of a
copious breakfast, but (Jolonel Stewart, as if wishing to avoid
the queries of his guest, did not again present himself. His
oomitliments were, however, delivered by a servant, with an
offer t(j provide an3rthing in his power that could be useful to
Caj)tain Waverley on his journey, which he intimated would
be continued that evening. To Waverley's further inquiries,
the servant opposed the impenetrable barrier of real or affected
ignorance and stupidity. He removed the table and provi-
sions, and "Waverley was again consigned to his own medita-
tions.

As lie contemplated tlie strangeness of his fortune, wliich
seenu'd to delight in ]»lacing him at the disposal of others,
witliont the power of directing his own motions, Edward's eye
suddenly rested upon his portmanteau, which had been de-
posited in his a])artment during liis sleep. The mysterious
appe.'irance of Alice in the cottage of the glen immediately
rushed upon his mind, and ho was about to secure and ex-
amine the packet which she had deposited among his clothes,

294 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

when the servant of Colonel Stewart agam made his appear-
ance, and took up the portmanteau upon his shoulders.

" May I not take out a change of linen, my fi-iend?"

" Your honour sail get ane o' the Colonel's ain ruffled sarks,
but this maun gang in the baggage-cart."

Aiid so sayiug, he very coolly carried off the portmanteau,
without waiting further remonstrance, leaving our hero in a
state where disappouitment and indignation struggled for the
mastery. In a few minutes he heard a cart rumble out of the
rugged court-yard, and made no doubt that he was now dis-
possessed, for a space at least, if not for ever, of the only
documents which seemed to promise some light upon the
dubious events which had of late influenced his destiny.
"With such melancholy thoughts he had to beguile about four
or live hours of solitude.

When this space was elapsed, the trampling of horses was
heard in the court -yard, and Colonel Stewart soon after made
his appearance to request his guest to take some further re-
fi-eshment before his departure. The offer was accepted, for
a late breakfast had by no means left our hero incapable of
doing honour to dinner, which was now presented. The con-
versation of his host was that of a plain country gentleman,
mixed with some soldier-like sentiments and expressions. He
cautiously avoided any reference to the military operations or
civil politics of the time; and to Waverley's direct inquiries
concerning some of these points replied, that he was not at
libei-ty to speak upon such topics.

Wlien dinner was finished the governor arose, and, mshing
Edward a good journey, said that, having been informed by
Waverley's servant that his baggage had been sent forward,
he had taken the freedom to supply him with such changes of
linen as he might find necessary tiH he was again possessed of
his own. With this coinpliment he disappeared. A servant
acquainted Wavsriey an instant afterwards that his horse was
ready.
- — ^pon this hint he descended into the court-yard, and found
a trooper holding a saddled horse, on which he mounted and
sallied from the portal of Doune Castle, attended by about a

WAVERLEY. 296

score of armed men on horseback. These had less the appear-
ance of regular soldiers than of individuals who had suddenly-
assumed arms from some pressing motive of unexpected emer-
gency. Their uniform, which was blue and red, an affected
imitation of that of French chasseurs, was in many respects in-
complete, and sate awkwardly upon those who wore it. \ya-
verley's eye, accustomed to look at a well-disciplined regiment,
could easUy discover that the motions and habits of his escort
were not those of trained soldiers, and that, although expert
enough in the management of their horses, their skill was that
of huntsmen or gi'ooms rather than of troopers. The horses
were not trained to the regular pace so necessary to execute
simultaneous and combined movements and formations; nor
did they seem bitted (as it is technically expressed) for the
use of the sword. The men, however, were stout, hardy-look-
ing fellows, and might be individually formidable as irregular
cavalry. The commander of this small party was mounted
upon an excellent hunter, and, although dressed in uniform,
his change of apparel did not prevent Waverley from recog-
nising liis old acquaintance, Mr. Falconer of Balmawhapple.

Now, although the terms upon which Edward had parted
with this gentleman were none of the most friendly, he woidd
have sacrificed every recollection of their foolish quarrel for
the pleasure of enjoying once more the social intercourse of
question and answer, froni wliich lie had l)eeu so long secluded.
But ajjparently the remembrance of his defeat by the liaron
of liradwardine, of whicdi Edward had been the unwilling
cause, still rankled in the mind of the low-bred and yet proud
»air<l. Ife carefidly avoided giving the least sign of recogni-
tion, riding doggedly at the head of his men, who, though
scarce (tcpial in numl)ers to a sergeant's party, were diMionii-
nated (.'aptain Fakioner's trooj), being precedcnl by 'A truinjx^t,
whirrh sounded from time U) time, and a standard, borne i)}'
Cornet Falconer, tlio laird's younger l)rother. I'lio lieutenant,
an elderly man, liad mueli tlie air (»f a low s]Knlsinan and boon
comy)anif)n; an exjjreHHion of dry humour jiredoniinated in liis
counteiianee over features of a vulgar east, wliieh indicated
habitual intemperance. His cocked hat was set knowingly

296 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

upon one side of his head, and while he whistled thft " Bob of
Dnmblain, " under the influence of half a mutchkin of brandy,
he seemed to trot merrily forward, with a happy indifference
to the state of the country, the conduct of the party, the end
of the journey, and all other sublunary matters whatever.

From this wight, who now and then di-opped alongside of
his horse, Waverley hoped to acquire some information, or at
least to beguile the way with talk.

"A fine evening, sir," was Edward's salutation.

"Ow, ay, sir! a bra' night," replied the lieutenant, in
broad Scotch of the most vulgar description.

" And a fine harvest, apparently, " continued "Waverley, fol-
lowing up his first attack.

" Ay, the aits will be got bravely in ; but the farmers, deil
burst them, and the corn-mongers will make the auld price
gude against them as has horses till keep."

"You perhaps act as quartermaster, sir?"

"Ay, quartermaster, riding-master, and lieutenant," an-
swered this officer of all work. " And, to be sure, wha's fitter
to look after the breaking and the keeping of the poor beasts
than mysell, that bought and sold every ane o' them?"

" And pray, sir, if it be not too great a freedom, may I beg
to know where we are going just now?"

"A fule's errand, I fear," answered this communicative
personage.

"In that case," said Waverley, determined not to spare
civility, " I should have thought a person of your appearance
would not have been found on the road. "

" Vera true, vera true, sir, " replied the officer, " but every
why has its wherefore. Ye maun ken, the laird there bought
a' thir beasts f rae me to munt his troop, and agreed to pay for
them according to the necessities and prices of the time. But
^then he hadna the ready penny, and I hae been advised his
bond will not be worth a boddle against the estate, and then I
had a' my dealers to settle wi' at Martinmas; and so, as he very
kindly offered me this commission, and as the auld Fifteen *

1 The Judges of the Supreme Court of Session in Scotland are proverbi-
ally termed among the country people, The Fifteen.

WAVERLET. 297

wad never help me to my siller for sending out naigs against
the government, why, conscience ! sir, I thought my best chance
for payment was e'en to gae out ' mysell; and ye may judge,
sir, as I hae dealt a' my life in halters, I think na mickle
o* putting my craig in peril of a St. Johnstone's tippet." ^

" You are not, then, by profession a soldier?" said Waver-
ley.

*'Na, na; thank God," answered this doughty partizan, "I
wasna bred at sae short a tether ; I was brought up to hack and
manger. I was bred a horse-couper, sir; and if I might live
to see you at Whitson-tryst, or at Stagshawbank, or the win-
ter fair at Hawick, and ye wanted a spanker that would lead
the field, I'se be caution I would serve ye easy; for Jamie
Jinker was ne'er the lad to impose upon a gentleman. Ye're
a gentleman, sir, and should ken a horse's points ; ye see that
throughganging thing that Balmawhapple's on; I selled her
till him. She was bred out of Lick-the-ladle, that wan the
king's plate at Caverton-Edge, by Duke Hamilton's White-
Foot." etc., etc., etc.

.ctlo rxs Jinker was entered full sail upon the pedigree of
Lalmawhapple's uare, having already got as far as great-
grandsire and great-granddani, and while Waverley was
watching for an opportunity to obtain from him intelligence
of more interest, the noble captain checked his horse until
they came u]), and then, without directly appearing to notice
Edward, said sternly to tlie genealogist, " I thought, lieuten-
ant, my (orders were preceese, that no one should speak to the
prisoner?"

The metamorphosed horse-dealer was silenced of course, and
slunk U) the rear, wlicu-e lie consoled himself by (Mitering into
a v('henient di.sj)uto upon the ])ri{',e of Ii;iy witli a fanner wlio
had reluctantly followed lii.s laird to the held rather than give
up his farm, whereof the lease had just expired. Waverley
was therefore once more consigned to silence, foreseeing that
further attempts at conversation with any of the party would
only give ]ialinawha])plo a wished-for opportunity to display
the insolence of authority, aud the sulky sj»ite of a temper
« See Note 29. » See Note 30.

:*f>P WAVEKLEY NOVELS.

naturally dogged, and rendered more so by hal^its of low in-
dulgence and the incense of servile adidation.

In about two hours' time the party were near the Castle of
Stirling, over whose battlements the union flag was brightened
as it waved in the evening sun. To shorten his journey, or
perhaps to display his importance and insult the English gar-
rison, Balmawhapple, inclining to the right, took his route
through the royal park, which reaches to and surrounds the
rock upon which the fortress is situated.

With a mind more at ease Waverley could not have failed
to admire the mixture of romance and beauty which renders
interesting the scene through which he was now passing —
the field which had been the- scene of the tournaments of old —
the rock from which the ladies beheld the contest, while each
made vows for the success of some favourite knight — the
towers of the Gothic church, where these vows might be
paid — and, surmounting all, the fortress itself, at once a castle
and palace, where valour received the prize from royalty, and
knights and dames closed the evening amid the revelry of the
dance, the song, and the feast. All these were objoor beiu-^
to arouse and interest a romantic imagination.

But Waverley had other objects of meditation, and an inci-
dent soon occurred of . a nature to disturb meditation of any
kind. Balmawhapple, in the pride of his heart, as he wheeled
his little body of cavaliy round the base of the castle, com-
manded his trumpet to sound a flourish and his standard to be
displayed. This insidt produced apparently some sensation;
for when the cavalcade was at such distance from the south-
ern battery as to admit of a gun being depressed so as to bear
upon them, a flash of fire issued from one of the embrazures
upon the rock; and ere the report with which it was attended
could be heard, the rushing sound of a cannon-ball passed over
Balmawhapple' s head, and the bidlet, burying itself in the
ground at a few yards' distance, covered him with the earth
which it drove up. There was no need to bid the party
trudge. In fact, every man, acting upon the impulse of the
moment, soon brought Mr. .Tinker's steeds to show their met-
tle, and the cavaliers, retreating with more speed than regu-

WAVERLEY. 299

larity, never took to a trot, as the lieutenant afterwards ob-
serN'ed, until an intervening eminence liad secured them from
any repetition of so undesirable a compliment on the part of
Stirling Castle. I must do Balmawhapple, however, the jus-
tice to say that he not only kept the rear of his troop, and
laboured to maintain some order among them, but, in the
height of his gallantry, answered the fire of the castle by dis-
charging one of his horse-pistols at the battlements ; although,
the distance being nearly half a mile, I could never learn that
this measure of retaliation was attended with any particular
effect.

The travellers now passed the memorable field of Bannock-
burn and reached the Torwood, a place glorious or terrible to
the recollections of the Scottish peasant, as the feats of Wal-
lace or the cruelties of Wude Willie Grime predominate in his
recollection. At Falkirk, a town formerly famous in Scottish
history, and soon to be again distinguished as the scene of
militaiy events of importance, Balmawhapple proposed to halt
and '•'^nose for the evening. This was performed with very
'<'*^./ctle regard to military discipline, his worthy quartermaster
being cliictly solicitous to discover where the best brandy
miglit l>e come at. Sentinels were deemed unnecessary, and
the only vigils performed were those of such of the party as
could procure liquor. A few resolute men might easily have
cut off the detatihment; but of the inhabitants some were fa-
vourable, many indillcrcnt, and the rest overawed. So noth-
ing memorable occurred in the course of the evening, except
that Waverley'a rest was sorely interrupted by the rcn'ellerg
hallooing forth their Jacobite songs, without remorse or miti-
gation of voice.

Early in the morning they were again mounted and on tho
road to Kdinliurgh, though tlu; ])allid visages of soniu of tho
troop betrayed that tliey had Hi)ent a night of shiejjless de-
bauchery. They halted at Liidithgow, distinguished by its
ancient palace, which Sixty Years since was entire and habit-
able, and whose venerable ruins, not quite Sixty Years sinre,
very narrowly escaped tho \niworthy fafo of being coTiverted
into a bai"rack for French prisoners. May repose and bless-

800 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

ings attend the ashes of the patriotic statesman ' who, amongst
his last services to Scotland, interposed to prevent this prof-
anation I

As they approached the metropolis of Scotland, through a
champaign and cultivated country, the sounds of war began to
be heard. The distant yet distinct report of heavy cannon,
fired at intervals, apprized Waverley that the work of destruc-
tion v as going forward. Even Balmawhapple seemed moved
to take acme precautions, by sending an advanced party in
front of his troop, keeping the main body m tolerable order,
and moving steadily forward.

Marching in this manner they speedily reached an eminence,
from which they could view Edinburgh stretching along the
ridgy hill which slopes eastward from the Castle. The latter,
being in a state of siege, or rather of blockade, by the northern
insurgents, who had already occupied the town for two or three
days, fired at intervals upon such parties of Highlanders as
exposed themselves, either on the main street or elsewhere in
the vicinity of the fortress. The morning being Calui and
fair, the effect of this dropping fire was to Invest the Castle in
wreaths of smoke, the edges of which dissipated slowly in
the air, while the central veil was darkened ever and anon by
resh clouds poured forth from the battlements; the whole
giving, by tile partial concealment, an appearance of grandeur
and gloom, rendered more terrific when Waverley reflected on
the cause by which it was produced, and that each explosion
might ring some brav.i man's knell.

Ere they approached the city the partial cannonade had
wholly ceased. Balmawhapple, however, having in his recol-
lection the unfriendly greeting which his troop had received
from the battery at Stirling, had apparently no wish to tempt
the forbearance of the artillery of the Castle. He therefore
left the direct road, and, sweeping considerably to the south-
ward so as to keep out of the range of the cannon, approached
the ancient palace of Holyrood without having entered the
walls of the city. He then drew up his men in front of that
Tenerable pile, and delivered Waverley to the custody of a
' Lord-President Blair {Laing),

WAVERLET. 301

guard of Highlanders, whose officer conducted him into the
interior of the building.

A long, low, and ill-proportioned gallery, hung with pic-
tures, affirmed to be the portraits of kings, who, if they ever
flourished at all, lived several hundred years before the inven-
tion of painting in oil colours, served as a sort of guard chamber
or vestibide to the apartments which the adventurous Charles
Edward now occupied in the palace of his ancestors. Officers,
both in the Highland and Lowland garb, passed and repassed
in haste, or loitered in the hall as if waiting for orders. Sec-
retaries were engaged in making out passes, musters, and re-
turns. All seemed busy, and earnestly intent upou something
of importance ; but Waverley was suffered to remain seated in
the recess of a window, unnoticed by any one, in anxious reflec-
tion upon the crisis of his fate, which seemed now rapidly
approaching.

/>'' CHAPTER XL.

AN OLD AND A NEW ACQUAINTANCE.

While he was deep sunk in his reverie, the rustle of tartani
was heard behind him, a friendly arm clasped his shoulders,
and a friendly voice exclaimed:

"Said the Highland prophet sooth? Or must soeoiul-sight
go for nothing?"

Waverley turned, and was warmly embraced by Fergus
Mac-Ivor. "A thousand welcomes to Holyrood, once more
]K)S8essed by her legitimate sovereign I J>id 1 not say we
should prosper, and tliat you would fall into ilie liands of the
Philistines if you j>art(!(l from us?"

"Dear Fergus!" said Waverley, eagerly returning his greet-
ing. " It is long since I havo heard :i friend's voice. Where
is Flora';'"

" Safe, and a triumphant npectator of our success."

"in this place?" said Waverley.

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" Ay, in this city at least, " answered his friend, " and you
shall see her ; but iirst you must meet a friend whom you little
think of, who has been frequent in his inquiries after you."

Thus saying, he dragged Waverley by the arm out of the
guard chamber, and, ere he knew where he was conducted,
Edward found himself in a presence room, fitted up with some
attempt at royal state.

A yoimg man, wearing his own fair hair, distinguished by
the dignity of his mien and the noble expression of his well-
formed and regular features, advanced out of a circle of mili-
tary gentlemen and Highland chiefs by whom he was sur-
rounded. In his easy and graceful manners Waverley
afterwards thought he could have discovered his high birth
and rank, although the star on his breast and the embroidered
garter at his knee had not appeared as its indications.

"Let me present to your Royal Highness," said Fergus,
bowing profoundly

" The descendant of one of the most ancient and loyal
families in England, " said the yoimg Chevalier, interrupting
him. " I beg your pardon for interrupting you, my dear
Mac-Ivor ; but no master of ceremonies is necessary to present
a Waverley to a Stuart."

Thus saying, he extended his hand to Edward with the ut-
most courtesy, who could not, had he desired it, have avoided
rendering him the homage which seemed due to his rank, and
was certainly the right of his birth. " I am sorry to under-
stand, Mr. Waverley, that, owing to circumstances which
have been as yet but ill explained, you have suffered some re-
straint among my followers in Perthshire and on your march
here ; but we are in such a situation that we hardly know our
friends, and I am even at this moment imcertain whether I
can have the pleasure of considering Mr. Waverley as among
mine."

He then paused for an instant ; but before Edward could
adjust a suitable reply, or even arrange his ideas as to its pur-
port, the Prince took out a paper and then proceeded : " I
should indeed have no doubts upon this subject if I could
trust to this proclamation, set forth by the friends of the

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Elector of Hanover, in which they rank Mr. Waverley among
the nobility and gentry who are menaced with the pain's of
high- treason for loyalty to their legitimate sovereign. But I
desire to gain no adherents save from affection and conviction ;
and if Mr. "Waverley inclines to prosecute his journey to the
south, or to join the forces of the Elector, he shall have my
passport and free permission to do so ; and I can only regret
that my present power will not extend to protect him against
the probable consequences of such a measure. But, " continued
Charles Edwai-d, after another short pause, *' if ^Mr. AVaverley
should, like his ancestor. Sir Kigel, determine to embrace a
cause which has little to recommend it but its justice, and fol-
low a prince who throws himseK upon the affections of his
people to recover the throne of his ancestors or perish in the
attempt, I can only say, that among these nobles and gentle-
men he will find worthy associates in a gallant enterprise, and
will follow a master who may be unfortunate, but, I trust,
will never be ungrateful."

The politic Chieftaiii of the race of Ivor knew his advan-
tage in introducing Waverley to this personal interview with
the rf)yal adventurer. Unaccustomed to the address and man-
nei'S of a pjlished court, in which Charles was eminently skil-
ful, his words and liis kindness penetrated the heart of our
hero, and easily outweighed all prudential motives. To be
thus personally solicited for assistance by a prince whose form
and manners, as well as the sjtirit which ho displayed in this
singular enterprise, answered liis ideas of a hero of romance;
to be courted by him in the ancient halls of his paternal ])alace,
recovered by the sword which ho was already bending towards
other conquests, gave Edward, in his own eyes, the dignity
and importance wliich he had ceased to consider as his attri-
butes. Kejected, slandered, and threatened U])on the one
Bide, he was irresistibly attracted to the cause wliich the prej-
iidices of education and the political principles of his family
had already recommended as the most just. These thoughts
rushed through his mind like a torrent, sweeping before them
every consideration of an opp^isite tenrlcncv, — the time, be-
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to Charles Edward, devoted his heart and sword to the vindi-
cation of his rights !

The Prince (for, although unfortunate in the faults and
follies of his forefathers, we shall here and elsewhere give
him the title due to his birth) raised Waverley from the
ground and embraced him with an expression of thanks too
warm not to be genuine. He also thanked Fergus Mac-Ivor
repeatedly for having brought him such an adherent, and
presented Waverley to the various noblemen, chieftains, and
officers who were about his p'lrsun so, a ^uung gentleman 06
the highest hopes and prospects, m whose bold and enthusias-
tic avowal of his cause they might see an evidence of the sen-
timents of the English families of rank at this important
crisis.' Indeed, this was a point much doubted among the
adherents of the house of Stuart; and as a well-founded dis-
belief in the co-operation of the English Jacobites kept many
Scottish men of rank from his standard, and diminished the
courage of those who had joined it, nothing could be more
seasonable for the Chevalier than the open declaration in his
favour of the representative of the house of Waverley-Honour,
so long known as Cavaliers and Royalists. This Fergus had
foreseen from the beginning. He really loved Waverley, be-
cause their feelings and projects never thwarted each other;
he hoped to see him united with Flora, and he rejoiced that
they were effectually engaged in the same cause. But, as we
before hinted, he also exulted as a politician in beholding se-
cured to his party a partizan of such consequence ; and he was
far from being insensible to the personal importance which he
himself gained with the Prince for having so materially
assisted in making the acquisition.

. Charles Edward, on his part, seemed eager to show his at-
tendants the value whicli he attached to his new adherent, by
entering immediately, as in confidence, upon the circumstances
of his situation. " You have been secluded so much from in-
telligence, Mr. Waverley, from causes of which I am but
indistinctly informed, that I presume you are even yet unac-
quainted with the important particulars of my present situa-

i See English Jacobites. Note 31.

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tion. You have, however, heard of my landing in the remote
district of Moidart, with only seven attendants, and of the
numerous chiefs and clans whose loyal enthusiasm at once
placed a solitary adventurer at the head of a gallant army.
You must also, I think, have learned that the commander-in-
chief of the Hanoverian Elector, Sir John Cope, marched
into the Highlands at the head of a numerous and well-ap-
pointed military force with the intention of giving us battle,
but that his courage failed him when we were within three
hours' march of each other, so that he fairly gave us the slip
and marched northward to Aberdeen, leaving the Low Country
open and undefended. Not to lose so favourable an opportu-
nity, I marched on to this metropolis, di-iving before me two
regiments of horse, Gardiner's and Hamilton's, who had thi-eat-
ened to cut to pieces every Highlander that should venture to
pass Stirling ; and while discussions were carrying forward
among the magistracy and citizens of Edinburgh whether they
should defend themselves or surrender, my good friend Lochiel
(laying his hand on the shoulder of that gallant and accom-
plislied chieftain) saved them tlie trouble of farther delibera-
tion by entering the gates with five hundred Camerons. Thus
far, therefore, we have done well j Init, in the mean while, this
douglity general's nerves being braced by the keen air of Aber-
deen, he has taken shipping for Dunbar, and I have just re-
ceived certain information that he landed there yesterday.
His purpose must unquestionably be to march towards us to
recover possession of tlie capital. Now there are two o})inion3
in my council of war: one, that Ijeing inferior ])robably in
numbers, and certainly in discipline and military a])point-
ments, not to mention our total want of artillery and the
weakness of our cavalry, it will \m safi^st to fall back towards
the mountains, and there protrfuit tlie war until fresh succours
arrive from France, and the whole ])ody of tlie Highhind clans
shall liave taken arms in our favour. Tlie opposite opinion
maintains, that a retrograde movement, in our circumstances,
is certain to tlirow utter discredit on o\ir arms and nndertak-
ing; and, far from gaining us new partizans, wiU. l)e the means
of disheartening those who have joined our standard. The
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officers who use these last arguments, among whom is your
friend Fergus Mac-Ivor, maintain that, if the Higlilanders are
strangers to the usual military discipline of Europe, the soldiers
whom they are to encounter are no less strangers to their pecul-
iar and formidable mode of attack ; that the attachment and
courage of the chiefs and gentlemen are not to be doubted;
and that, as they will be in the midst of the enemy, their
clansmen will as surely follow them; in fine, that having
drawn the sword we should throw away the scabbard, and
trust our cause to battle and to the God of battles. Will Mr.
Waverley favour us with his opinion in these arduous circum-
stances?"

Waverley coloured high betwixt pleasure and modesty at
the distinction implied in this question, and answered, with
equal spirit and readiness, that he could not venture to offer
an opinion as derived froni military skill, but that the counsel
would be far the most acceptable to him which should first
afford him an opportunity to evince his zeal in his Royal
Highness's service,

"Spoken like a Waverley!" answered Charles Edward;
" and that you may hold a rank in some degree corresponding
to your name, allow me, instead of the captain's commission
which you have lost, to offer you the brevet rank of major in
my service, with the advantage of acting as one of my aides-
de-camp until you can be attached to a regiment, of which I
hope several will be speedily embodied."

"Your Royal Highness will forgive me," answered Waver-
ley (for his recollection turned to Balmawhapple and his scanty
troop), " if I decline accepting any rank imtil the time and
place where I may have interest enough to raise a sufficient
body of men to make my command useful to your Royal High-
ness's service. In the mean while, I hope for your permission
to serve as a volunteer under my friend Fergus Mac-Ivor."

" At least," said the Prince, who was obviously pleased with
this proposal, " allow me the pleasure of arming you after the
Hif(hland fashion." With these words, he unbuckled the
broadsword which he wore, the belt of which was plaited with
silver, and the steel basket-hilt richly and curiously inlaid.

WAVERLEY. 307

"The blade," said the Prince, "is a genuine Andrea Ferrara;
it has been a sort of heirloom in our family ; but I am con-
vinced I put it into better hands than my own, and will add
to it pistols of the same workmanship. Colonel Mac-Ivor,
you must have much to say to your friend; I will detain you
no longer from your private conversation ; but remember we
expect you both to attend us in the evening. It may be per-
haps the last night we may enjoy in these halls, and as we go
to the field with a clear conscience, we will spend the eve of
battle merrily."

Thus licensed, the Chief and Waverley left the presence-
chamber.

CHAPTER XLI.

THE MYSTERY BEGINS TO BE CLEARED UP.

- "How do you like him?" was Fergus's first question, as
they descended the lai-ge stone staircase.

"A prince to live and die under," was Waverley's enthusi-
astic answer.

" I knew you would think so when you saw him, and I in-
tended you should have met earlier, but was prevented by your
sprain. And yet he has his foibles, or rather he has difficult
cards t<j play, and liis Irisli officers,' who are mucli about him,
are but sorry advisers : tliey cannot discriminate among the
numerous pretensions that are set up. Would you think it —
I have been obliged for the present to supi)ress an ejirl's pat-
ent, graiit<'d for servifses rendered ten years ago, for fear of

exciting tlm j<!alousy, forsootli, of (' and Vi ? Rut

you were right, Edward, to refuse the situation of aide-de-
camp. Tliere are two vacant, indeed, but CUanronald and
Lochiel, and almost all of us, have rrniuested one for younfj
Aberchallador, and tlie TiOwliindcrH and the Irish i)arty are

equally desirous to have tlie otlier for the Master of F .

Now, if either of these candidates were to be superseded iu

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youv favour, you would make enemies. And then I am sur-
prised that the Prince should have offered you a majority,
when he knows very well that nothing short of lieutenant-
colonel will satisfy others, who cannot bring one hundred and
fifty men to the field. ' But patience, cousin, and shuffle the
cards!' It is all very well for the present, and we must have
you properly equipped for the evening in your new costume;
for, to say truth, your outward man is scarce fit for a
court. "

"Why," said Waverley, looking at his soiled dress, "my
shooting jacket has seen service since we parted; but that
probably you, my friend, know as well or better than I."

" You do my second-sight too much honour, " said Fergus.
" We were so busy, first with the scheme of giving battle to
Cope, and afterwards with our operations in the Lowlands,
that I could only give general directions to s\ich of our people
as were left in Perthshire to respect and protect you, should
you come in their way. But let me hear the full story of your
adventures, for they have reached us in a very partial and
mutilated manner. "

Waverley then detailed at length the circumstances with
which the reader is already acquainted, to which Fegus lis-
tened with great attention. By this time they had reached the
door of his quarters, which he had taken up in a small paved
court, retiring from the street called the Canongate, at the
house of a buxom widow of forty, who seemed to smile very
graciously upon the handsome young Chief, she being a per-
son with whom good looks and good-humour were sure to
secure ah interest, whatever might be the party's political
opinions. Here Callum Beg received them with a smile of
recognition. "Callum," said the Chief, "call Shemus an
Snachad" (James of the Needle). This was the hereditary
tailor of Vich Ian Vohr. " Shemus, Mr. Waverley is to wear
the cath dath (battle colour, or tartan) ; his trews must be
ready in four hours. You know the measure of a well-made
man — two double nails to the small of the leg "

" Eleven from haunch to heel, seven round the waist. I
give your honour leave to hang Shemus, if there's a pair of

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sheers in the Highlands that has a baulder sneck than her's
ain at the cumadh an truais " (shape of the trews).

" Get a plaid of Mac-Ivor tartan and sash, " continued the
Chieftain, " and a blue bonnet of the Prince's pattern, at Mr.
Mouat's in the Cranies. My short green coat, with silver lace
and silver buttons, will fit him exactly, and I have never worn
it. Tell Ensign Maccombich to pick out a handsome target
from among mine. The Prince has given Mr. Waverley broad-
sword and pistols, I will furnish him with a dirk and purse ;
add but a pair of low-heeled shoes, and then, my dear Edward
(turning to him), you will be a complete son of Ivor."

These necessary directions given, the Chieftain resumed the
subject of Waverley 's adventures. "It is plain," he said,
" that you have been in the custody of Donald Bean Lean.
You must know that, when I marched away my clan to join
the Prince, I laid my injunctions on that worthy member of
.^snciety to perform a certain piece of service, which done, he
was to join me with all the force he could muster. Put, in-
stead of doing so, the gentleman, finding the coast clear,
thouglit it better to make war on his own account, and has
scoured the country, plundering, I believe, both friend and
foe, under pretence of levying l)lack-mail, sometimes as if by
my authority, and sometimes (and be cursed to his consum-
mate impudence) in his own great name! Upon my honour,
if 1 live to see the cairn of Penmore again, I shall l)e tempted
to hang that fellow! 1 recognise liis hand ])aiti('ularly in the
mode of your rescue from that canting rascal CJilfilhui, and I
have little doubt that Donald himself played the i)art of the
pedhir on that occasion; but how he should not have ]tlun-
dered yon, or jtut you to ransom, or availed himself in some
way or other of your captivity for his own advantage, passes
my judgment."

*' When and how did you hear the intelligence of my con-
finement?" a-sked Waverley.

''The I'rince himself told me," said Fergus, "and inquired
very minutfly iufx) yonv history. He then mentioned your
being at, that m(;iuent in the power of one of our northern
parties — you kuow I could not ask him to explain particu-

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lars — and requested my opinion about disposing of yon. I
recommended that you should be brought here as a prisoner,
because I did not wish to prejudice you farther with the Eng-
lish government, in case you pursued your purpose of going
southward. I knew nothing, you must recollect, of the charge
brought against you of aiding and abetting high treason,
which, I presume, had some share in changing your original
plan. That sullen, good-for-nothing brute, Balmawhapple,
was sent to escort you from Doune, with what he calls his
troop of horse. As to his behaviour, in addition to his nat-
ural antipathy to everything that resembles a gentleman, I
presume his adventure Avith Bradwardine rankles in his recol-
lection, the rather that I dare say his mode of telling that story
contributed to the evil reports which reached your quondam
regiment. "

"Very likely," said Waverley ; "but now surely, my dear
Fergus, you may find time to tell me something of Flora."

" Why, " replied Fergus, " I can only tell you that she is
well, and residing for the present with a relation in this city.
I thought it better she should come here, as since our success
a good many ladies of rank attend our military court; and I
assure you that there is a sort of consequence annexed to the
near relative of such a person as Flora Mac-Ivor, and where
there is such a justling of claims and requests, a man must
use every fair means to enhance his importance."

There was something in this last sentence which grated on
Waverley's feelings. He could not bear that Flora should be
considered as conducing to her brother's preferment by the
admiration which she must unquestionably attract; and al-
though it was in strict correspondence with many points of
Fergus's character, it shocked him as selfish, and imwortliyof
his sister's high mind and his own independent pride. Fer-
gus, to whom such manceuvres were familiar, as to one brought
up at the French court, did not observe the unfavourable im-
pression which he had imwarily made upon his friend's mind,
and concluded by saying, "that they could hardly see Flora
before the evening, when she Avould be at the concert and ball
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and I liad a quarrel about her not appearing to take leave of
you. I am unwilling to renew it by soliciting her to receive
you this morning; and perhaps my doing so might not only
be ineffectual, but prevent your meeting this evenmg,"

"While thus conversing, Waverley heard in the court, before
the windows of the parlour, a well-known voice. " I aver to
you, my worthy friend, " said the speaker, " that it is a total
dereliction of military discipline ; and were you not as it were
a tyro, your purpose would deserve strong reprobation. For
a prisoner of war is on no account to be coerced with fetters,
or debinded in ergastulo, as would have been the case had you
put this gentleman into the pit of the peel-house at Balma-
whapple. I grant, indeed, that such a prisoner may for secur-
ity be coerced in carcere, that is, in a public prison."

The growling voice of Balmawhapple was heard as taking
leave in displeasure, but the word *' land-louper" alone was
distinctly audible. He had disappeared before Waverley
reached the house in order to greet the worthy Baron of Brad-
wardine. The uniform in which he was now attired, a l)lue
coat, naxnely, with gold lace, a scarlet Avaistcoat and breeches,
and immense jack-boots, seemed to have added fresh stiffness
and rigidity U) liis tall, ])erpendicular figure; and the con-
sciousness of military command and authority had increased,
in the same jjroportion, the self-importance of his demeanour
and dogmatism of his conversation.

He received Waverley with his usual kindnosf?, and ex.
pressed immediate anxiety to hear an explanation of the cir-
cumstances attending the loss of his commission in (Jardiner's
dragoons ; " not, " he said, " that ho had the least apprehension
of his young friend having done aught which could merit such
ungenerous treatment as he had received fiom government, but
beeaiise it was right and seemly that Ihe, Baron of Bradwardinn
should be, in ]»oint of trust and in yioint f)f power, fully able
to refute all calumnies against the heir of Waverley-Honour,
whom he had so much right to regard as his own son."

Fergus Mac-Ivor, who had now joined them, went hastily
over the cirenmstanees of Waverley's story, and concluded
"with the flattering recejition he had met from the young Cheva-
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312 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

lier. The Baron listened iu silence, and at the conclusion
shook Waver] ey heartily by the hand and congratulated him
upon entering the service of his lawful Prince. "For," con-
tinued he, " although it has been justly held in all nations a
matter of scandal and dishonour to infringe the sac/ramentwnt,
mUitaro, and that whether it was taken by each soldier singly,
whilk the Romans denominated ^^e;* conjurationem, or by one
soldier in name of the rest, yet no one ever doubted that the
allegiance so sworn was discharged by the ditnissio, or dis-
charging of a soldier, whose case would be as hard as that of
colliers, salters, and other adscri2)ti f/lehce, or slaves of the
soil, were it to be accounted otherwise. This is something
like the brocard expressed by the learned Sanchez in his work
De Jiire-jurando, which you have questionless consulted upon
this occasion. As for those who. have calumniated you by
leasing-makiug, I protest to Heaven I think they have justly
incurred the penalty of the Mernnonia Lex, also called Lex
Bhemni'i, which is prelected upon by Tullius in his oration
In Verrem. I should have deemed, however, Mr. Waverley,
that before destining yourself to any special service in the
army of the Prince, ye might have inquired what rank the old
Bradwardine held there, and whether he would not have been
peculiarly happy to have had your services in the regiment of
horse which he is now about to levy."

Edward eluded this reproach by pleading the necessity of
giving an immediate answer to the Prince's proposal, and
his uncertainty at the moment whether his friend the Baron
was with the army or engaged u])on service elsewhere.

This punctilio being settled, Waverley made inquiry after
Miss Bradwardine, and Avas informed she had come to Edin-
burgh with Flora Mac- Ivor, under guard of a party of the
Chieftain's men. This step was indeed necessary, Tully-
Veolan having become a very unpleasant, and even dangerous,
place of residence for an unprotected young lady, on account
of its vicinity to the Highlands, and also to one or two large
villages which, from aversion as much to the caterans as zeal
for presbytery, had declared themselves on the side of govern-
mont, aud formed irregular bodies of partizans, who had fre-

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qnent skirmishes vdfh the mountaineers, and sometimes at-
tacked the houses of the Jacobite gentry in the braes, or
frontier betwixt the mountain and plain.

"I -would propose to you," continued the Baron, "to walk
as far as my quarters in the Luckenbooths, and to admire in
your passage the High Street, whilk is, beyond a shadow of
dubitation, finer than any street whether in London or Paris.
But Rose, poor thing, is sorely discomposed with the firing
of the Castle, though I have proved to her from Blondel and
Coehorn, that it is impossible a bullet can reach these build-
ings ; and, besides, I have it in charge from his Royal High-
ness to go to the camp, or leaguer of our army, to see that the
men do condamare vasa, that is, truss up their bag and bag-
gage for to-morrow's march."

" That will be easily done by most of us, " said Mac-Ivor,
laughing.

" Craving your pardon. Colonel Mac-Ivor, not quite so easily
as ye seem to opine. I grant most of your folk left the High-
lands expedited as it Avere, and free from the incumbrance of
baggage; but it is unspeakable the quantity of useless sprech-
ery which they have collected on their march. I saw one
fellow of yours (craving your cardon once more) with a pier-
glass upon liis back."

"Ay," said Fergus, still in good-hiunour, " he would have
told you, if you had questioned him, 'a ganging foot is aye
getting.' But come, my dear Baron, you know as well as I
that a hundred Uhlans, or a single troop of Hchmirschitz's
I'andouiH, would mako more havoc in a country than the
knight of the mirror and all tho rest of our clans put to-
gethpr."

" And that is very true likewise," replied tho Baron; "they
are, jus the heathen author says, fn'oc'wiuis in (utpeetu, viit.wres
hi firfii^ of a horrid and grim visage, hut more benign in de-
meanour tlian their ])hysiopnomy or aspect might infer. F.nt
I stand here talking to you two youngsters when I should be
in the King's Park."

" Bnt yon will dine with Waverley and me on your return?
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needs must, I remember my Paris education, and understand
perfectly /rt//'c la meilleure chere."

" And wha the deil doubts it, " quoth the Baron, laughing,
" when ye bring only the cookery and the gude toun must fur-
nish the materials? Weel, I have some business in the toun
too; but I'll join you at three, if the vivers can tarry so long."

So saying, he took leave of his friends and went to look
after the charge which had been assigned him..

CHAPTER XLII.

A soldier's dinner.

James of the Needle was a man of his word when whisky
was no party to the contract; and upon this occasion Galium
Beg, who still thought himself in Waverley's debt, since he
had declined accepting compensation at the expense of mine
host of the Candlestick's person, took the opportmuty of dis-
charging the obligation, by mounting guard over the hereditary
tailor of Sliochd nan Ivor; and, as he expressed himself,
"targed him tightly" till the finishing of the job. To rid
himself of this restraint, Shemus's needle flew through the
tartan like lightning; and as the artist kept chanting some
dreadful skirmish of Fin Macoul, he accomplished at least
three stitches to the death of every hero. The dress was,
therefore, soon ready, for the short coat fitted the wearer, and
the rest of the apparel required little adjustment.

Our hero having now fairly assumed the " garb of old Gaul,"
well calculated as it was to give an appearance of strength to
a figure which, though tall and well-made, was rather elegant
than robust, I hope my fair readers will excuse him if he
looked at himself in the mirror more than once, and could not
help acknowledging that the reflection seemed that of a,
very handsome young fellow. In fact, there was no disguis-
ing it. His light-brown hair — for he wore no periwig, not-
withstanding the universal fashion of the time — became the
bonnet which surmounted it. His person promised firmness

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and agility, to -which the amjjle folds of the tartan added an
air of dignity. His blue eye seemed of that kind,

Which melted in love, and which kindled in war ;

and an air of bashfulness, which was in reality the effect of
want of habitual intercourse with the world, gave interest to
his features, without injurnig their grace or intelligence.

"He's a pratty man, a very pratty man," said Evan Dhu
(now Ensign Maccombich) to Fergus's buxom landlady.

" He's veraweel," said the Widow Flockhart, "but no nae-
thing sae weel-far'd as your colonel, ensign."

" I wasna comparing them, " quoth Evan, " nor was I speak-
in g alxjut his being weel-favoured; but only that Mv. Waver-
ley looks clean-made and cl/ liver, and like a proper lad o' his
quarters, that will not cr^cuarley in a brulzie. And, indeed,
he's gleg aneuch at the broadsword and target. I hae played
wi' him myself at Glennaquoich, and sae has Vich Ian Vohr,
often of a Sunday afternoon."

*' Lord forgie ye. Ensign Maccombich, " said the alarmed
Presljyterian ; *' I'm sure the colonel wad never do the like o'
that!"

"Hout! houti Mrs. Flockhart," replied the ensign, "we'e
yoiuig ]>lude, ye ken; and young saints, auld deils."

" r>ut will ye fight Avi' Sir Jolni Cope the morn, Ensiga
Maccombich?" demanded Mrs. Flockhart of her guest.

"Troth I'se ensure him, an he'll bide us, Mrs. Flockhart,"
replifMl the Gael.

" And will yo face than toaring chields, the dragoons, Ensign
Ma(x;oiubic,h?" again inquired Ihc landlady.

'*(;iaw for claw, as ('on an said to Satan, Mrs. Flockhart,
and the deevil tak the shortest nails."

" And will the colonel venture on the bagganots hinisell?"

" Yo may swear it, Mrs. Flockhart; the very first inan will
he l)e, by Saint Thodar."

"Merciful goocbiess! and if he's killed amaiig the red-
coats!" exclaimed the soft-hearted widow.

"Troth, if it should sae befall, Mrs. Tlofkhart, T km ane
that will no be living to weep for him. But we maun a' live

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the day, aiid have our diniier; and there's Vioh Ian Vohr has
packed his dorlach, and Mr. Waverley's wearied wi' majoring
yonder afore the nmckle pier-glass ; and that grey auld stoor
carle, the Baron o' Bradwardine, that shot young Ronald of
Ballenkeiroch, he's coming down the close wi' that droghling
coghling bailie body they ca' Macwhupple, just like the Laird
o' Kittlegab's French cook, wi' his turnspit doggie trindling
ahint him, and I am as hungry as a gled, my bonny dow ; sae
bid Kate set on the broo', and do ye put on your pinners, for
ye ken Vich Ian Vohr winna sit down till ye be at the head o'
the table; — and dinna forget the pint bottle o' brandy, my

woman."

This hint produced dinner. Mrs. Flockhart, smiling in her
weeds like the sun through a mist, took the head of the table,
thinking within herself, perhaps, that she cared not how long
the rebellion lasted that brought her into company so much
above her usual associates. She was supported by Waverley
and the Baron, with the advantage of the (Chieftain vis-a-vis.
The men of peace and of war, that is, Bailie Macwheeble and
Ensign Maccombich, after many profound conges to their
superiors and each other, took their places on each side of the
Chieftain. Their fare was excellent, time, place, and circum-
stances considered, and Fergus's spirits were extravagantly
high. Regardless of danger, and sanguine from temper,
youth, and ambition, he saw in imagination all his prospects
crowned with success, and was totally indifferent to the prob-
aljle alternative of a soldier's grave. The Baron apologised
slightly for bringing Macwheeble. They had been providing,
he said, for the expenses of the campaign. " And, by my
faith," said the old man, "as I think this will be my last, so
I just end where I began : I hae evermore found the sinews
of war, as a learned author calls the coisse militaire, mair
difficult to come by than either its flesh, blood, or bones."

" ^^r^lat ! have you raised our only efficient body of cavalry,
and got ye none of the louis-d'or out of the Doutelle ' to help
you?"

* The Doutelle was an armed vessel which brought a small supply of
money and arms from France for the use of the insurgents.

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"Ko, Glenn aquoich ; cleverer fellows have been before me."

"That's a scandal," said the young Highlander; "but you
will share what is left of my subsidy ; it will save you an
anxious thought to-night, and will be all one to-morrow, for
we shall all be.j)rovided for, one way or other, before the sun
sets. " Waverley, blushing deeply, but with great earnestness,
pressed the same request.

" I thank ye baith, my good lads, " said the Baron, " but I
will not infringe upon your peculium. Bailie Macwheeble has
provided the sum which is necessary."

Here the Bailie shifted and fidgeted about in his seat, and
appeared extremely uneasy. At length, after several pre-
liminary hems, and much tautological expression of his devo-
tion to his honour's service, by night or day, living or dead, he
began to insinuate, " that the banks had removed a' their ready
cash intotlie Castle; that, nae doubt, Sandie Ooldie, the silver-
smitli, would do micklo for his honoiov but there was little
time to get the wadset made out ; and;, doubtless, if his honour
Glennaquoich or IVfr. Wauverley could accommodate "

"Let me hear of no such nonsense, sir," said the Baron, in
atone which rendered Macwheeble mute, "but proceed as we
accorded l^efore dinner, if it be your wish to remain in my
service."

To this peremptory order the Bailie, though lie felt as if
condemned to suffer a transfusion of l)lood from his own veins
intf) those of tlie liaron, did nf)t ])resunie to make any reply.
After fidgeting a little while longer, liowever, he addressed
himself to CJlennaquoich, and told liiin, if his honour had mair
ready siller than was sufticiHiit for his occasions in the field,
he could j)ut it out at use for his honour in safe hands and at
great j)rofit at this time.

At this i)roposal Fergus laiighed heartily, and answered,
when he had recovered his breath; "Many thanks. Bailie;
but you must know, it is a general custom among us soldiers
to nifiko our landlady our banker. Here, Mrs. Flockliart, "
said he, taking four or five broad pieces out of a well-fillecl
purse and tossing the ]iiirse itself, with its remaining (^ontenis,
into her aprou, " these will serve my occasions } do you take

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the rest. Be my banker if I live, and my executor if I die;
but take care to give something to the Highlaiid cailliachs '
that shall cry the coi-onach loudest for the last Vich Ian Vohr."

"It is the festamentum militare," quoth the Baron, "whilk,
amangthe Komans, was privilegiate to be nuncupative. " But
the soft heart of Mrs. Flockhart was melted within her at the
Chieftain's speech; she set up a lamentable blubbering, and
positively refused to touch the bequest, which Fergus was
therefore obliged to resume.

"Well, then," said the Chief, "if I fall, it will go to the
grenadier that knocks my brains out, and I shall take care he
works hard for it."

Bailie Macwheeble was again tempted to put in his oar ; for
where cash was concerned he did not willingly remain silent.
** Perhaps he had better carry the gowd to Miss Mac-Ivor, in
case of mortality or accidents of war. It might tak the form
of a mo/'tis causa donation in the yoimg leddie's favour, and
wad cost but the scrape of a pen to mak it out. "

" The young lady, " said Fergus, " shovdd such an event
happen, will have other matters to think of than these
wretched louis-d'or."

"True — undeniable — there's nae doubt o' that; but your
honour kens that a full sorrow "

" Is endurable by most folk more easily than a hungry one?
True, Bailie, very true; and I believe there may even be some
who would be consoled by such a reflection for the loss of the
whole existing generation. But there is a sorrow which

knows neither hunger nor thirst ; and poor Flora " He

paused, and the whole company sympathised in his emotion.

The Baron's thoughts naturally reverted to the unprotected
state of his daughter, and the big tear came to the veteran's
eye. "If I fall, Macwheeble, you have all my papers and
know all my affairs; be just to Ilose."

The Bailie was a man of earthly mould, after all ; a good
deal of dirt and dross about him, undoubtedly, but some kind-
ly and just feelings he had, especially where the Baron or his

' Old women, on whom devolved the duty of lamenting for the dead,
which the Irish call keeninj.

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young mistress were concerned. He set iip a lamentable
howl. " If that doleful day should come, while Duncan Mac-
wheeble had a boddle it should be Miss Rose's. He wald
scroll for a plack the sheet or she kenn'd what it was to want;
if indeed a' the bonnie baronie o' Bradwardine and TuUy-
Veolan, with the fortalice and manor-place thereof (he kept
sob])iug and whining at every pause), tofts, crofts, mosses,
muiis — outtield, infield — buildings — orchards — dove-cots —
with the right of net and coble in the water and loch of Veolan —
teinds, parsonage and vicarage — annexis, connexis — rights of
pasturage — fuel, feal and divot — parts, pendicles, and perti-
nents whatsoever — (here he had recourse to the end of his long
cravat to wipe his eyes, which ovei-flowed, in spite of him, at
the ideas which this technical jargon conjured up) — all as more
fully described in the proper evidents and titles thereof — and
lying within the parisli of Bradwardine and the shire of
Pertli — if, as aforesaid, they must a' })ass from my master's
child to Inch-Grabbit, wha's a Whig and a Hanoverian, and
be managed by his doer, Jamie Howie, wha's no tit to be a
birlieman, let be a bailie "

The beginning of tliis lamentation really had something
affecting, but the conclusion rendered laughter irresistible.
"Never mind, liailie, " said Knsign Maccombich, "for the
gude auld times of rugging and riving (pulling and tearing)
are come back again, an' Sneckus Mac-Snackus (meaning,
probably, annexis, connexis), and a' the rest of your friends,
maun gie place to the langost claymore."

" And that claymore wliall be ours, Bailie," said the Chief-
tain, who Haw that ^lacwhecble looked very blank at this
intimation.

" We'll give thom the motal our mountnin nHords

TyillDiiilcro* IxilU'ii ii In,
And in place of l)r<>(nl-|)it'r('s, we'll j)ay with l)roa(lsw(ir<lH

lycro, luni, civ.
With dnn.s and with ilchts w(' will Hoon rlcar our score,

T,illilillllTO, ctr.

For the man that's tIniH paid will crave payment no more,
Lero, lero, etc. •

■ These linea, or something like them, occur in an old Magazine uf the
period.

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But come, r>ailie, be not cast down; drink your wine with
a joyous heart; the Baron shall return safe and victorious to
Tully-Yeolan, and imite Killancureit's lairdshij) Avith his own,
since the cowardly half-bred swine will not turn out for the
Prince like a gentleman."

" To be sure, they lie maist ewest, " said the Bailie, wiping
his eyes, " and should naturally fa' under the same factory."

" And I, " proceeded the Chieftain, " shaU take care of my-
self, too ; for you must know, I have to complete a good work
here, by bringing Mrs. Mockhart into the bosom of the Catho-
lic church, or at least half way, and that is to your Episcopal
meeting-house. 0 Baron ! if you heard her fine counter-tenor
admonishing Kate and Matty in the morning, you, who under-
stand music, would tremble at the idea of hearing her shriek
in the psalmody of Haddo's Hole."

" Lord forgie you, colonel, how ye rin on ! But I hope your
honours will tak tea before ye gang to the palace, and I maun
gang and mask it for you."

So saying, Mrs. Flockhart left the gentlemen to their own
conversation, which, as might be supposed, turned chiefly
upon the approaching events of the campaign.

CHAPTER XLIII.

THE BALL.

Ensign Maccombich having gone to the Highland camp
upon duty, and Bailie Macwheeble having retired to digest
his dinner and Evan Dhu's intimation of martial law in some
blind change-house, Waverley, with the Baron and the Chief-
tain, x^roceeded to Holyrood House. The two last were in
full tide of spirits, and the Baron rallied in his way our hero
ujxjn the handsome figure which his new dress displayed to
advantage. "If you have any design upon the heart of a
bonny Scotch lassie, I would premonish you, when you address
her, to remember and quote the words of Virgilius:

■Nunc insanus amor duri me Martis in armis,
Tela inter media atque udversoa dctinet liostes ;

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"whilk verses Robertson of Struan, Chief of the Clan Bonnochy
(unless the claims of Lude ought to be preferred primo loco),
has thus elegantly rendered :

For cruel love has gartan'd low my leg,
And clad my hurdles in a philabeg.

Although, indeed, ye wear the trews, a garment whilk I ap-
prove maist of the twa, as mair ancient and seemly."
" Or rather, " said Fergus, '' hear my song :

She wadna hae a Lowland laird,

Nor be an Englisli lady ;
But she's away with Duncan Graeme,

And he's row'd her in his plaidy."

By this time they reached the palace of Holyrood, and
were announced respectively as they entered the apartments.

It is but too well known how many gentlemen of rank, edu-
cation, and fortune took a concern in the ill-fated and desper-
ate undertaking of 1745. The ladies, also, of Scotland very
generally espoused the cause of the gallant and handsome
young I'rince, who threw himself upon the mercy of liia
countrymen rather like a hero of romance than a calculating
politician. It is not, tlierefore, to be wondered that Edward,
who had spent the greater part of his life in the solemn seclu-
sion of Waverley-llonour, should have been dazzled at tlie
liveliness and elegance of the scene now exhibited in the
long-deserted luills of tlie Scottisli ])alace. The accompani-
ments, indeed, fell sliort of splendoui-, beijig such as the eon-
fusion and hurry of the time admitted; still, however, the
gentM-al effect was striking, and, the rank of the company
considered, might well bo called l)rilliant.

It was not long before the lover's e30 discovered the ol)ject
of liis atta<;liment. Flora Mae- Ivor w;us in tlio a(!t of return-
ing tx> her seat, near the toj) of the room, with Rose IJradwar-
dine by her side. Among much elegance and beauty, they
hafl attracted a great degree of the public attention, being
certainly two of the liandsomest women j)resent. The I'rinco
took much notice of Ixjth, particularly of Flora, with whom

322 • WAVERLEY NOVELS.

he danced, a preference which she probably owed to her foreign
education and command of the French and Italian languages.

When the bustle attending the conclusion of the dance per-
mitted, Edward almost intuitively followed Fergus to the place
where Miss Mac-Ivor was seated. The sensation of hope with
which he had nursed his affection in absence of the beloved
object seemed to vanisli in her presence, and, like one striving
to recover the particulars of a forgotten dream, he would have
given the world at that moment to have recollected the grounds
on which he had founded expectations which now seemed so
delusive. He accompanied Fergus with downcast eyes, ting-
ling ears, and the feelings of the criminal who, while the
melancholy cart moves slowly through the crowds that have
assembled to behold his execution, receives no clear sensation
either from the noise which fills his ears or the tumult on
Avhich he casts his wandering look.

Flora seemed a little — a very little — affected and discom-
posed at his approach. "I bring you an adopted son of
Ivor," said Fergus.

'• And I receive him as a second brother, " replied Flora.

There was a slight emphasis on the word, which would have
escaped every ear but one that was feverish with apprehension.
It was, however, distinctly marked, and, combined with her
whole tone and manner, plainly intimated, " I will never think
of Mr. Waverley as a more intimate connexion." Edward
stopped, bowed, and looked at Fergus, who bit his lip, a
movement of anger which proved that he also had put a sinis-
ter interpretation on the reception which his sister had given
his friend. "This, then, is an end of my day-dream!" Such
Avas Waverley's first thought, and it was so exquisitely pain-
ful as to banish from his cheek every drop of blood.

"Good God!" said Rose Bradwardine, "he is not yet re-
covered!"

These words, which she uttered with great emotion, were
overheard by the Chevalier himself, who stepped hastily for-
ward, and, taking Waverley by the hand, inquired kindly
after his health, and added that he wished to speak with him.
By a strong and sudden effort, which the circumstances ren-

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dered indispensable, Waverley recovered himself so far as to
follow the Chevalier in silence to a recess in the apartment.

Here the Prince detained him some time, asking various
questions about the great Tory and Catholic families of Eng-
land, their connexions, their influence, and the state of their
affections towards the house of Stuart. To these queries Ed-
ward could not at any time have given more than general
answers, and it may be supposed that, in the present state of
his feelings, his responses Avere mdistinct even to confusion.
The Chevalier smiled once or twice at the incongruity of his
replies, Init continued the. same style of conversation, al-
thfjugli he found himself obliged to occupy the principal share
of it, until he perceived that Waverley had recovered his pres-
ence of mind. It is probable that this long audience was
partly meant to further the idea which the Prince desii-ed
should be entertained among his followers, that Waverley was
a character of political influence. Jiut it appeared, from his
concluding expressions, tliat he had a different and good-na-
tured motive, personal to our hew, for prolonging tlie confer-
ence. " I cannot resist the temptation, " he said, " of boasting
of my own discretion as a lady's confidant. You see, Mr.
AVaverley, that I know all, and I assure you I am deej)ly inter-
ested in the affair. l'>ut, my good young friend, you must put
a more severe restraint ui)on your feelings. Tliore are inany
here whose eyes can see as clearly as mine, but the prudence
of whose tongues may not be equally trusted."

So saying, he turned easily away and joined a circle of
officers at a few paces' distance, leaving Waverley to nieditato
upon his parting expression, which, though not intelligiliUs to
hiia in its whole jmrport, was sufhcicntly so in the caution
which the last word recommended. Making, therefore, an
effort to show himself wortliy of the interest which his new
niJ'.ster had rxpresBod, by instant obedience to his reeommon-
dation, ho walked up to the spot where Flora and IMiss I'>rad-
wardine were still seated, and having made liis compliments
to the latter, ho succeeded, even beyond his own expectation,
in entering into conversation upon general tx)pic3.

If, my dear reader, thou hast ever happened to take post-

324 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

horses at or at (one at least of which blanks, or

more probably both, you will be able to till up from an iun
near your own residence), you must have observed, and doubt-
less with sympathetic pain, the reluctant agony with which
the poor jades at first apply their galled necks to the collars
of the harness. But when the irresistible arguments of the
post-boy have prevailed upon them to proceed a mile or two,
they will become callous to the first sensation; and being
warm in the har7iess, as the said post-boy may term it, pro-
ceed as if their withers were altogether unwrung. This simile
so much corresponds with the state of Waverley's feelings in
the course of this memorable evening, that I prefer it (espe-
cially as being, I trust, wholly original) to any more splendid
illustration with which Byshe's Art of Poetrij might supply me.
Exertion, like virtue, is its own reward; and our hero had,
moreover, other stimulating motives for persevering in a dis-
play of affected composure and indifference to Flora's obvious
unkindness. Pride, which supplies its caustic as a useful,
though severe, remedy for the wounds of affection, came
rapidly to his aid. Distinguished by the favour of a prince ;
destined, he had room to hope, to play a conspicuous part in
the revolution which awaited a mighty kingdom ; excelling,
probably, in mental acquirements, and eciualling, at least in
personal accomplishments, most of the noble and distinguished
persons with whom he was now ranked ; young, wealthy, and
high-born, — could he, or ought he, to droop beneath the frown
of a capricious beauty?

0 nymph, unrelenting and cold as thou art,
My bosom is proud as thine own.

With the feeling expressed in these beautiful lines (which,
however, were not then written) ; ' Waverley determined upon
convincing Flora that he was not to be depressed by a rejec-
tion in which his vanity whispered that perhaps she did her
own prosjjects as much injustice as his. And, to aid this
change of feeling, there lurked the secret and unacknowledged

• They occur in Miss Seward's fine verses, beginning :
" To thy rocks, stormy Lannow, adieu."

WAVERLEY. 326

hope that she might learn to prize his affection more highly,
■when she did not conceive it to be altogether within her own
choice to attract or repulse it. There was a mystic tone of
encouragement, also, in the Chevalier's words, though he
feared they only referred to the wishes of Fergus in favour of
an union between him and his sister. But the whole circum-
stances of time, place, and incident combined at once to
awaken his imagination and to call upon him for a manly and
decisive tone of conduct, leaving to fate to dispose of the issue.
Should he appear to be the only one sad and disheartened on the
eve of battle, how greedily would the tale be commented upon
by the slander which had been already but too busy with his
fame ! Never, never, he internally resolved, shall my unpro-
voked enemies possess such an advantage over my reputation.
Under the influence of these mixed sensations, and cheered
at times by a smile of intelligence and approbation from the
Prince as he passed the group, Waverley exei-ted his powers
of fancy, animation, and eloquence, and attracted the general
admii-ation of the company. The conversation gradually as-
sumed the tone best qualified for the display of his talents and
acfpiisitions. The gaiety of the evening was exalted in char-
acter, rather than checked, by the approaching dangers of the
morrow. All nei-ves were strung for tlie future, and prepared
to enjoy the present. This mood of mind is highly favourable
for tlio exercise of the powers of imagination, fur i)oetry, and
for that elofpxence whi(!h is allied to poetry. Waverley, as we
have elsewhere observed, possessed at times a wonderful flow
of rhetoric; and on the ])re,sent occasion lie touclied morellian
once the higher notes f)f fei^ing, and then again ran otT in a
wild vf)Iuntary of fanciful mirth. Ho was supported and ex-
cited by kindred spirits, who felt the same impulse of mood
and time; and even those of more cold and calculating habits
were hurried along hy the toiTcnt. Many ladies dp(!lined the
dant^e, whieh still went forward, and \mder various j)retenee3
joined the i)arty to which the "handsome young Knglishnum"
Bcemcd to have attached himself. He was presented to several
of the ftrst rank, and his manners, which for the present were
alto^tther free f roiu the bashful restraint by which, in a moment

326 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

of less excitation, they were usually clouded, gave universal
delight.

Flora Mac-Ivor appeared to be the only female present who
regarded him with a degree of coldness and reserve; yet even
she could not suppress a sort of wonder at talents which, in the
course of their acquaintance, she had never seen displayed
with equal brilliancy and impressive effect. I do not know
whether she might not feel a momentary regret at having
taken so decisive a resolution upon the addresses of a lover
who seemed fitted so well to fill a high place in the highest
stations of society. Certainly she had hitherto accounted
among the incurable deficiencies of Edward's disposition the
mauvaise lionte which, as she had been educated in the first
foreign circles, and was little acquainted with the shyness of
English manners, was in her opinion too nearly related to
timidity and imbecility of disposition. But if a passing wish
occurred that Waverley could have rendered himself uniform-
ly thus amiable and attractive, its influence was momentary;
for circumstances had arisen since they met which rendered in
her eyes the resolution she had formed respecting him final
and irrevocable.

With opposite feelings Rose Bradwardine bent her whole
soul to listen. She felt a secret triumph at the public tribute
paid to one whose merit she had learned to prize too early and
too fondly. Without a thought of jealousy, without a feeling
of fear, pain, or doubt, and undisturbed by a single selfish
consideration, she resigned herself to the pleasure of observ-
ing the general murmur of applause. When Waverley spoke,
her ear was exclusively filled with his voice ; when others
answered, her eye took its turn of observation, and seemed to
watch his reply. Perhaps the delight which she experienced
in the course of that evening, though transient, and followed
by much sorrow, was in its nature the most pure and disinter-
ested which the human mind is capable of enjoying.

" Baron, " said the Chevalier, " I would not trust my mis-
tress in the company of your young friend. He is really,
though perhaps somewhat romantic, one of the most fascinating
young men whom I have ever seen."

WAVERLET. 327

** And by my honour, sir, " replied tlie Baron, " the lad can
sometimes be as dowlf as a sexagenary like myself. If your
Eoyal Highness had seen him di-eaming and dozing about the
banks of Tully-Veolan like an hypochondiiac person, or, as
Burton's Anatomia hath it, a phrenesiac or lethargic patient,
you would wonder where he hath sae suddenly acquired all
this fine sprack festivity and jocularity."

" Truly," said Fergus Mac-Ivor, " I think it can only be the
inspiration of the tartans ; for, though Waverley be always a
young fellow of sense and honour, I have hitherto often found
him a very absent aud inattentive companion. "

" TVe are the more obliged to him, " said the Prince, " for
having reserved fur this evening qualities which even such in-
timate friends had not discovered. But come, gentlemen, the
night advances, and the business of to-morrow must be early
thought upon. Each take charge of his fair partner, and
honour a small refreshment with your company."

He led the way to another suite of apartments, and asf?nmed
the seat and canopy at the head of a long range of tables with
an air of dignity, mingled with courtesy, which well became
his high birth and lofty pretensions. An hour had hardly
flown away when the musicians played the signal for parting
BO well known in Scotland.'

" f iuod-night, then," said the Chevalier, rising; "Good-
night, and joy bo with you ! Good-night, fair ladies, who liave
BO highly honoured a proscribed and banislied Prince! Good-
night, my brave friends; may the happiness we have tliis
evening experienced be an omen of our return to these our
paternal halls, speedily and in triuni])!!, and of many aud
many ftiture meetuigs of mirth and jjleasure in the pahuje of
Holyrood!"

When the Baron of Bradwardine afterwards mentioned this
adieu of the Chevalier, he never failed to repeat, ui a melan-
choly tone :

" Audiit, Pt voti I'ha-bns HnccwJero partem
Mftit<- (ledit ; iiHrt<iii voIuctch fliaporsit in aviras ;

' Which is, or waa wont to be, the old air of *' Good-night and joy bo wf
you a'."

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which, " as he added, ** is weel rendered into English netre
by my friend Bangour:

Ae half tlie prayer wi' Phoebus grace did find,
The t'other halt he whistled down the wind."

CHAPTER XLIV.

THE MARCH.

The conflicting passions and exhausted feelings of Waverley
had resigned hiin to late but sound repose. He was dreaming
of Glennaquoich, and had transferred to the halls of Ivan nau
Chaistel the festal train which so lately graced those of Holy-
rood. The pibroch too was distinctly heard; and this at
least was no delusion, for the " proud step of the chief piper"
of the " chlain Mac-Ivor" was perambulating the court before
the door oi his Chieftam's quarters, and as Mrs. Flockhart,
apparently no friend to his minstrelsy, was pleased to observe,
"garring the very stane-and-lime wa's dingle wi' his screech-
ing." Of course it soon became too powerful for Waverley 's
di-eam, with which it had at first rather harmonised.

The sound of Callum's brogues in his apartment (for Mac-
Ivor had agam assigned Waverley to his care) was the next
note of parting. "Winnayer honour bang up? Vich Ian
Vohr and ta Prince are awa to the laug green glen ahint the
clachan, tat they ca' the King's Park,' and mony ane's on his
ain shanks the day that will 1)e carried on ither folk's ere
night."

Waverley sprung up, and, with Callum's assistance and in-
structions, adjusted his tartans in proper costume, Cailum
told him also, "tat hie leather dorloch wi' the lock on her
was come f rae Doune, and she was awa again in the wain wi'
Vich Ian Vohr's walise."

By this periphrasis Waverley readily apprehended his port-

The main body of the Highland army encampetl, or rather bivouacked.
In that part of the King's Park which lies towards the village of Dudding*"
ton.

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manteau "was intended. He thought upon the mysterious
packet of the maid of the cavern, which seemed always to es-
cape him when within his very grasp. But this was no time
for indulgence of curiosity ; and having declined Mrs. Flock-
hai't's compliment of a morning , i.e., a matutinal dram, being
probably the only man in the Chevalier's army by whom such
a courtesy would have been rejected, he made his adieus and
departed with Galium.

" Callum, " said he, as they proceeded down a dirty close to
gain the southern skirts of the Canongate, " what shall I dt)
for a horse?"

*' Ta ded ane ye maun think o', " said Callum. " Vich Ian
Vohr's marching on foot at the head o' his kin (not to say ta
Prince, wha does the like), wi' his target on his shoulder j
and ye maun e'en be neighbour-like."

"And so I will, C'allum; give me my target; so, there we
are fixed. How does it Itx^k?"

*' Like the l)ra' Highlander tat's painted on the board afore
the niickle change-house tliey ca' Luckie Middlemass's," an-
swered Callum; meaning, I must observe, a high compliment,
for in his opinion Luckie Middlemass's sign was an exquisite
specimen of art. Waverley, however, not feeling the full
force of this polite simile, asked liim no farther questions.

UjKMi extrie^ating themselves fioiu the mean and dirty sub-
urbs of tlio metropolis, and emerging into the open air, Wa-
verley felt a renewal Ijotli of health and spirits, and turned
his recollection with firmness upon tluM^^ejjts of the })receding
evening, and with ho|)e and resolution towards those of the
approa<;hing day.

When he had surmounted a small craggy eminence called
St. Leonard's Hill, the King's Park, or the lioUow between
the nioinitain of Arthur's Sfiat and tlio rising grounds on
whieli the soutliern part of lMlinl)urgli is now built, lay be-
neath him, and displayed a singular and aninmting ])rospect.
It wa.s occu])ied by the army of the Highlanders, now in tho
act of preparing for their march. Waverley had already seen
something of the kind at the huniing-niateh whic.li ho attended
with Fergus Mac-Ivor; but this was on a scale of much greater

330 WAVERLEY NOVEI-S.

magnitude, and incomparably deeper interest. The rocks,
\\-hicli formed the background of the scene, and the very sky
itself, rang with the clang of the bagpipers, summoning forth,
each with his appropriate pibroch, his chieftain and clan.
The mountaineers, rousing themselves from their couch under
the canopy of heaven with the hum and bustle of a confused
and irregular multitude, like bees alarmed and arming in their
hives, seemed to ])ossess all the pliability of movement htted
to execute military manoeuvres. Their motions appeared
spontaneous and confused, but the result was order and regu-
larity; so that a general must have praised the conclusion,
though a martinet might have ridiculed the method by which
it was attained.

The sort of complicated medley created by the hasty ar-
rangements of the various clans under their respective ban-
ners, for the purpose of getting into the order of march, was
in itself a gay and lively spectacle. They had no tents to
strike, having generally, and by choice, slept upon the open
field, although the autumn was now waning and the nights
began to be frosty. For a little space, while they were get-
ting into order, there was exhibited a changing, fluctuating,
and confused appearance of waving tartans and floating
plumes, and of banners displaying the proud gathering word
of Clanronald, Ganion Coherlga (Gainsay who dares) ; Loch-
Sloy, the watchword of the MacFarlanes ; Forth, fortune, and
fill the fetters, the motto of the Marquis of Tullibardine;
Byclnnd, that of Lord Lewis Gordon; and the appropriate
signal words and emblems of many other chieftains and clans.

At length the mixed and wavering multitude arranged
themselves into a narrow and dusky column of great length,
stretching through the whole extent of the valley. In the
front of the column the standard of the Chevalier was dis-
played, bearing a red cross ujjon a white ground, with the
motto Tandem Triumphant. The few cavalry, ])eing chiefly
Lowland gentry, with their domestic servants and retainers,
formed the advanced guard of the army; and their standards,
of which they had rather too many in respect of their num*
bers, were seen waving upon the extreme verge of the horizon

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Many horsemen of this bod)-, among whom Waverley accident-
ally remarked Balmawhapple and his lieutenant, J inker (which
last, however, had been reduced, with several others, by the
advice of the Baron of Bradwardine, to the situation of what
he called reformed officers, or reforniadoes), added to the live-
liness, though by no means to the regularity, of the scene,
by galloping their horses as fast forward as the press would
permit, to join their proper station in the van. The fascina-
tions of the Circes of the High Street, and the potations of
strength with which they had been drenched over-night, had
probably detained these heroes within the walls of Edinburgh
somewhat later than was consistent with their morning duty.
Of such loiterers, the prudent took the longer and circuitous,
but more open, route to attain their place in the march, by
keeping at some distance from the infantry, and making their
way through the inclosures to the right, at the expense of
leaping over or pulling down the dry-stone fences. The ir-
regular appearance and vanishing of these small parties of
horsemen, as well as the confusion occasioned by those who
endeavoured, though generally without effect, to press to the
front through the crowd of Iliglilanders, maugre their curses,
oaths, and oj)position, added to the picturesque wildnesss
what it took honi the military regularity of the scene.

While Waverley gazed upon this remarkable spectacle, ren-
dered yet more impressive by the occasional discharge of can-
non-shot from the Ca.stle at the Higliland guards as tliey were
withdrawn from its vicinity to join tlieir main body, Oallum,
with liis usual freedom of interference, reminded liim tliat
Vich Ian Vohr's folk were nearly at the head of the column
of inarch which was still distant, and tliat '' they would gang
very fast after the cannon Hred." Tlius aduionislicd, Waverley
walked briskly forward, yet ofttni casting a glance upon l.ho
darksome (doiuls of warrifus who were collected before and
beneath him. A nearer view, indeed, rather diminished the
effect impressed on the mind by the more distant ajjpearancso
of the army. The leading men of each clan were well armed
with broadsword, target, and fusee, to which all added tha
dirk, and most the steel pistol. But these consisted of gen-

332 AVAYISRLEY NOVELS.

tlemen, tliat is, relations of the chief, however distant, and
who had an immediate title to his countenance and protection.
/Finer and hardier men could not have been selected out of
any army in Christendom; while the free and independent
habits which each possessed, and which each was yet so well
taught to subject to the command of his chief, and the pecul-
iar mode of discipline adopted in Highland warfare, rendered
them equally formidable by their individual courage and high
spirit, and from their rational conviction of the necessity of
acting in imisou, and of giving their national mode of attack
the fullest opportunity of success.

But, in a lower rank to these, there were found individuals
of an inferior description, the common peasantry of the High-
land country, who, although they did not allow themselves to
be so called, and claimed often, with apparent truth, to be
of more ancient descent than the masters whom they served,
tore, nevertheless, the livery of extreme penury, being indif-
ferently accoutred, and worse armed, half naked, stinted in
growth, and miserable in aspect. Each important clan had
Bome of those Helots attached to them : thus, the Mac-Couls,
though tracing their descent from Comhal, the father of Finn
or Fingal, were a sort of Gibeonites, or hereditary servants to
the Stuarts of Appine; the Macbeths, descended from the un-
happy monarch of that name, were subjects to the Morays and
clan Donnochy, or Robertsons of Athole ; and many other ex-
amples might be given, were it not for the risk of hurting any
pride of clanship which may yet be left, and thereby drawing
a Highland tempest into the shop of my publisher. Now
these same Helots, though forced into the field by the arbi-
trary authority of the chieftains under whom they hewed wood
and drew water, were in general very sparingly fed, ill dressed,
and worse armed. The latter circumstance was indeed owing
chiefly to the general disarming act, which had been carried
into effect ostensibly through the whole Highlands, although
most of the chieftains contrived to elude its influence by
retaining the weapons of their own immediate clansmen, and
delivering up those of less value, which they collected from
these inferior satellites. It followed, as a matter of course.

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that, as we have already hinted, many of these poor fellows
were brought to the field in a very wretched condition.

From this it happened that, in bodies the van of which
were admirably well armed in their own fashion, the rear
resembled actual banditti. Here was a pole-axe, there a
sword without a scabbard ; here a gun without a lock, there
a scythe set straight upon a pole ; and some had only their
dirks, and bludgeons or stakes pulled out of hedges. The
grim, uncombed, and wild appearance of these men, most of
whom gazed with all the admiration of ignorance upon the
most ordinary productions of domestic art, created surprise in
the Lowlands, but it also created terror. So little was the
condition of tlie Ifigldands known at that late period that the
character and appearance of their population, while thus sal-
lying forth as military adventurers, conveyed to the south-
country Lowlanders as much surprise as if an invasion of
African Negroes or Esquimaux Indians had issued forth from
the northern mountains of their own native country. It can-
not therefore be wondered if Waverley, who had hitherto
judged of the Higlilanders generally from the samples which
the iMjlicy of Fergus had from time to time exhibited, should
have felt damped and astonislied at tlie daring attempt of a
body not tlien exceeding fuur tliousaiid nieu, and of wliom not
a);<jve half the number, at the utmost, were armed, to change
the fate and alter tlie dynasty of the British kingdoms.

As he moved along the column, whicli still remained sta-
tionary, an iron gun, the only ])ipce of artillery ])()ssessed by
the aniiy which lueditated so important a revolution, was fired
as the signal of march. The Chevalier had expressed a wish
to leave this useless piece of ordnance Ix^hind him; but, to his
surprise, the Highland chiefs interi)osed to solicit that it might
accf)nij)any their maieh, i)lea(ling the prejudiees of their fol-
lowers, who, little a<;custonied to artillery, attached a degree
of absurd imi)ortance to this field-piece, and expocited it would
contribute essentially to a victory which they could only owe
to their own muskets and broadswords. Two or three French
artillerymen were therefore aj)|)oint.ed to the management, of
this military engine, which waa drawn along by a string of

834 "WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Highland ponies, and was, after all, only used for the purpose
of liring signals. '

Xo sooner was its voice heard upon the present occasion
than the whole line was in motion. A wild cry of joy from
the advancing battalions rent the air, and was then lost in the
shrill clangour of the bagpipes, as the sound of these, in their
turn, was partially drowned by the heavy tread of so many
men put at once into motion. The banners glittered and shook
as they moved forward, and the horse hastened to occupy their
station as the advanced guard, and to push on reconnoitring
parties to ascertain and report the motions of the enemy.
They vanished from Waverley's eye as they Avheeled round
the base of Arthur's Seat, under the remarkable ridge of ba-
saltic rocks which fronts the little lake of Duddingston.

The infantry followed in the same direction, regulating their
pace by another body which occupied a road more to the south-
ward. It cost Edward some exertion of activity to attain the
place which Fergus's followers occupied in the line of march.

CHAPTER XLV.

AS INCIDENT GIVES RISE TO UNAVAILING REFLECTIONS.

When Waverley reached that part of the column which was
filled by the clan of Mac-Ivor, they halted, formed, and re-
ceived him with a triumphant flourish upon the bagpipes and
a loud shout of the men, most of whom knew him personally,
and were delighted to see him in the dress of their country
and of their sept. " You shout, " said a Highlander of a neigh-
bouring clan to Evan Dhu, "as if the Chieftain were just come
to your head."

" Mar e Bran is e a brathair, If it be not Bran, it is Bran's
brother," was the proverbial reply of Maccombich.'

> See Note 3.3.

* Bran, the well-known dog of Fingal, is often the theme of Highland
proverb as well as song.

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" Oh, then, it is the handsome Sassenach duinhe-wassel that
is to be married to Lady Flora?"

" That may be, or it may not be ; and it is neither your mat-
ter nor mine, Gregor."

Fergus advanced to embrace the volunteer, and afford him
a warm and hearty welcome ; but ho thought it necessary to
apologise for the diminished numbers of his battalion (which
did not exceed three hundred men) by observing he had sent
a good many out upon parties.

The real fact, however, was, that the defection of Donald
Bean Lean had deprived him of at least thirty hardy fellows,
•whose services he had fully reckoned upon, and that many of
his occasional adherents had been recalled by their several
chiefs to the standards to which they most properly owed their
allegiance. The rival chief of the great northern branch,
also, of his own clan had mustered his people, although he
had not yet declared either for the government or for the
Chevalier, and by his mtrigues had in some degree diminished
the force vnth. which Fergus took the field. To make amends
for these disappointments, it was universally admitted that
the followers of Vich Ian Yohr, in point of appearance, equip-
ment, arms, and dexterity in using them, equalled the most
clujice troops which followed the standard of Charles Edward,
Old IJallenkeiroch acted as his major; and, with the other
officers who had knoAvn Waverley when at Glennaxpioich, gave
our hero a cordial reception, as the sharer of their future
dangers and expected honours.

The route jnxrsued by the Highland army, after leaving the
village of Duddingston, was for some time the common post-
road betwixt Edin])urgh and Haddington, until they crossed
the Esk at Mussel})urgh, when, instead of keejiing the low
groiuids tfjwards tlio seji, they turned more inland, and occu-
j)ie(l the brow of tlio eminence called Carl)erry J 1 ill, a j)l:vce
already distuiguishcul iu Scottish history as the sj)ot where
the lovely Mary surrendered lierself to her insurgent subjects.
This direction was chonen because the Chevalier liad received
notice tliat the army of tlio government, arriving by sea from
Aberdeen, had landed at Dunbar, and quartered the night be-
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336 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

fore to the west of Haddington, with the intention of falling
down towards the sea-side, and approaching Edinburgh by the
lower coast-road. By keeping the height, which overhung
that road in many places, it was hoped the Highlanders might
find an opportunity of attacking them to advantage. The
army therefore halted upon the ridge of Carberry Hill, both
to refresh the soldiers and as a central situation from which
their march could be directed to any point that the motions of
the enemy might render most advisable. While they remained
in this position a messenger arrived in haste to desire Mac-
Ivor to come to the Prince, adding that their advanced post
had had a skirmish with some of the enemy's cavalry, and
that the Baron of Bradwardine had sent in a few prisoners.

Waverley walked forward out of the line to satisfy his curi-
osity, and soon observed five or six of the troopers who, cov-
ered with dust, had galloped in to announce that the enemy
were in full march Avestward along the coast. Passing still a
little farther on, he was struck with a groan which issued
from a hovel. He approached the spot, and heard a voice, in
the provincial English of his native county, which endeav-
oured, though frequently interrupted by pain, to repeat the
Lord's Prayer. The voice of distress always found a ready
answer in our hero's bosom. He entered the hovel, which
seemed to be intended for what is called, in the pastoral coun-
ties of Scotland, a smearing-house ; and in its obscurity Ed-
ward could only at first discern a sort of red bundle ; for those
who had stripped the wounded man of his arms and part of
his clothes had left him the dragoon-cloak in whicli he was
enveloped.

'' For the love of God, " said the wounded man, as he heard
Waverley 's step, "give me a single drop of water!"

" You shall have it, " answered Waverley, at the same time
raising liim in his arms, bearing him to the door of the hut,
and giving him some drink from his flask.

" I should know that voice, " said the man ; but looking on
Waverley's dress with a bewildered look — "no, this is not the
young squire!"

This was the common phrase by which Edward was distiu'

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gnished on the estate of "Waverley-Honour, and the sound now
thrilled to his heart with the thousand recollections which the
well-known accents of his native country had already contrib-
uted to awaken. " Houghton !" said he, gazing on the ghastly
features which death was fast disfiguring, "can this be you?"

" I never thought to hear an English voice again, " said the
wounded man ; " they left me to live or die here as I could,
when they found I would say nothing about the strength of the
regiment. But oh, squire ! how could you stay from us so long,
and let us be tempted by that fiend of the pit, Ruffin? We
should have followed you through flood and fire, to be sure."

" Ruffin ! I assure you, Houghton, you have been vilely im-
posed upon."

" I often thought so," said Houghton, "though tney showed
us your very seal ; and so Tims was shot and I was reduced to
the ranks."

"Do not exhaust your strength in speaking," said Edward;
" I wUl get you a surgeon presently. "

He saw Mac-Ivor approaching, who was now returning from
headquarters, where he had attended a council of war, and
hastened to meet him. "Brave news!" sliouted the Chief ;
"we sliall be at it in less than two hours. The Prince has
put himself at the head of the advance, and, as ha drew his
Bword, called out, *My friends, I have throAvn away the scab-
bard.' Come, Waverley, we move instantly."

" A moment — a moment; this poor prisoner is dying; where
shnll T find a surgeon?"

" Wliy, where shonhl you? We have none, you know, but
two or three French fellows, who, I believe, are little better
than ffnrt^nvK apntli^rolren.^'

" I>\it the man will l)leed to death."

" f'oor f(!ll<')w!" said Fergus, in a momentary fit of compas-
eioii ; then instantly added, " J?ut it will bo a thousand men's
fate before night; ho come along."

"T cannot; I tell you he is a son of a tenant of my
uncle's."

"Oil, if he's a follower of y'^urs he must bn looked to; I'll
send Callum to you; but diaoull ceade millia moUir/heart,**

838 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

continued the impatient Chieftain, " what made an old soldier
like Bradwardiue send dying men here to cumber us?"

Callum came with his usual alertness; and, indeed, Wa-
verley rather gained than lost in the opinion of the High-
landers by his anxiety about the wounded man. They would
not have imderstood the general philanthropy which rendered
it almost impossible for Waverley to have passed any person
in such distress ; but, as apprehending that the sufferer was
one of his folloivinff, they unanimously allowed that Waverley 's
conduct was that of a kind and considerate chieftain, who
merited the attachment of his people. In about a quarter of
an hour poor Humphrey breathed his last, praying his young
master, when he returned to Waverley-Honour, to be kind to
old Job Houghton and his dame, and conjuring him not to
fight with these wild petticoat-men against old England.

When his last breath was drawn, Waverley, who had be-
held with sincere sorrow, and no slight tinge of remorse, the
final agonies of mortality, now witnessed for the first time,
commanded Callum to remove the body into the hut. This
the young Highlander performed, not without examining the
pockets of the defimct, which, however, he remarked had
been pretty well spung'd. He took the cloak, however, and
proceeding with the provident caution of a spaniel hiding a
bone, concealed it among some furze and carefully marked
the spot, observing, that if he chanced to return that way, it
would be an excellent rokelay for his auld mother Elspat.

It was by a considerable exertion that they regained their
place in the marching column, which was now moving rapidly
forward to occupy the high grounds above the village of Tra-
nent, between whi^.h and the sea lay the purposed march of
the opposite army.

This melancholy interview with his late sergeant forced
many unavailing and painful reflections upon Waverley's
mind. It was clear from the confession of the man that Colo-
nel Gardiner's proceedings had been strictly warranted, and
even rendered indispensable, by the steps taken in Edward's
name to induce the soldiers of his troop to mutiny. The cir-
cumstance of the seal he now, for the first time, recollected.

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and that he had lost it in the cavern of the robber, Bean Lean.
That the artful villain had secured it, and used it as the means
of carrying on an intrigue in the regiment for his own pur-
poses, was sufficiently evident; and Edward had now little
doubt that in the packet placed in his portmanteau by his
daughter he should find farther light upon his proceedings.
In the mean while the repeated expostulation of Houghton,
"Ah, squire, why did you leave us?" rung like a knell in his
ears.

" Yes, " he said, " I have indeed acted towards you with
thoughtless cruelty. I brought you from your paternal fields,
and the protection of a generous and kind landlord, and when
I had subjected you to all the rigour of military discipline, I
shunned to bear my o^vn share of the burden, and wandered
from the duties I had undertaken, leaving alike those whom
it was my business to protect, and my own reputation, to
Buffer under the artifices of villainy. 0 indolence and inde-
cision of mind! if not in yourselves vices, to how much ex-
quisite misery and mischief do you frequently prepai'e the
way!"

CHAPTER XLVI.

THK VVK OK UATTLE.

Aj.mnvnn the Highlandfrs maiched on very fast, the sun
was declining when tlicy arrived upon the l)row of tliose high
grounds wliich command an ojien and extensive ])lain stretch-
ing nf)rthward to the sea, on which are situated, but at a con-
fiideraljle distance from each other, the small villages of Scaton
and Cocken/ie,' and the larger one of ]*reston. One of th(>. low
coast-roads t/) Edin])urgli j);isspd through tliis ])lain, issuing
u^Kjn it from tho inclosures of Scaton House, and at tho town
or village of I'reston again entering the defiles of an enclosed
country. I'y this way tho English general had chosen to ap-
proach the metropolis, both as most commodious for his cav-
alry and being probnbly <^>f o|)inif>n that by doing so he would
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340 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

in the opposite direction. I u this he was mistaken; for the
sound judgment of the Chevalier, or of those to whose advice
he listened, left tlie direct passage free, but occupied the
strong ground by which it was overlooked and commanded.

When the Highlanders reached the heights above the plain
dsescribed, they were immediately formed iu array of battle
along the brow of the hill. Almost at the same instant the
van of the English appeared issuing from among the trees
and inclosures of Seaton, with the purpose of occupying the
level plain between the high ground and the sea; the space
which divided the armies being only about half a mile iu
breadth. Waverley could plainly see the squadrons of dra-
goons issue, one after another, from the defiles, with their
videttes in front, and form upon the plain, with their front
opposed to that of the Prince's army. They were followed
by a train of tield-pieces, which, when they reached the flank
of the dragoons, were also brought into line and pointed
against the heights. The march was continued by three or
four regiments of infantry marching in open column, their
fixed bayonets showing like successive hedges of steel, and
theii- arms glancing like lightning, as, at a signal given, they
also at once wheeled uj), and were placed in direct opposition
to the Highlanders. A second train of artillery, with another
regiment of horse, closed the long march, and formed on the
left flank of the infantry, the whole line facing southward.

While the English army went through these evolutions, the
Highlanders showed equal promptitude and zeal for battle.
As fast as the clans came upon the ridge which fronted their
enemy, they were formed into line, so that both armies got
into complete order of battle at the same moment. When
this was accomplished, the Highlanders set up a tremendous
yell, which was reechoed by the heights behind them. The
regulars, who were in high spirits, returned a loud shout of
defiance, and fired one or two of their cannon upon an ad-
vanced post of the Highlanders, The latter displayed great
earnestness to proceed instantly to the attack, Evan Dhu urging
to Fergus, by way of argument, that " the sidier roy was tot-
tering like an egg upon a staff, and that they had a' the van-

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tage of the onset, for even a haggis (God bless her!) could
charge down hill."

But the ground through which the mountaineers must have
descended, although not of great extent, was impracticable in
its character, being not only marshy but intersected with walls
of dry stone, and traversed in its whole length by a very broad
and deep ditch, circumstances which must have given the mus-
ketry of the regulars dreadful advantages before the moun-
taineers could have used their Bwords, on which they were
taught to rely. The authority of the commanders was there-
fore interposed to curb the impetuosity of the Highlanders,
and only a few marksmen were sent down the descent to skir-
mish with the enemy's advanced posts and to reconnoitre the
gi'ound.

Here, then, was a military spectacle of no ordinary interest
or usual occurrence. The two armies, so different in aspect
and discipline, yet each admirably trained in its own peculiar
mode of war, upon whose conflict the temporary fate at least
of Scotland appeared to depend, now faced each other like two
gladiators in the arena, each meditating upon the mode of at-
tacking their enemy. The leading officers .and the general's
staff of each army could be distinguished in front of tlieir
lines, busied with spy-glasses to watch each other's motions,
and occupied in despatching the orders and receiving the in-
telligence conveyed by the aides-de-camp and orderly men,
who gave life to the scene l»y galloi)ing along in different di-
rections, as if the fate of the day d«'pcnd«d upon the si)eed of
their liorses. The space betwciMi the armies was at times oc-
cupied by the partial and irregular contest of individual sliar[)-
shooters, and a hat or bonnet was occasionally seen to fall,
as a woundtid man was boine off by liis comrades. Th(\se,
however, were l)ut trifling skiiiiiishes, for it suited the views
of neither party to advance in that direction. I'^rom the neigh-
bouring hamlets the peasantry cautiously showed themselves,
as if watching the issue of the expected engagement; and at
no great distance in the bay were two sqiuire-rigged vessels,
bearing the English flag, whose tops and yards were crowded
with less timid spectatora.

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When this awful pause had lasted for a short time, Fergus,
with another chieftain, received orders to detach their clans
towards the village of Preston, in order to threaten the right
flank of Cope's army and compel him to a change of position.
To enable him to execute these orders, the Chief of Glenna-
quoich occupied the churchyard of Tranent, a commanding
situation, and a convenient place, as Evan Dhu remarked,
" for any gentleman who might have the misfortune to be
killed, and chanced to be curious about Christian burial." To
check or dislodge this party, the English general detached two
guns, escorted by a strong party of cavalry. They approached
60 near that Waverley could plainly recognise the standard
of the troop he had formerly commanded, and hear the trum-
pets and kettle-drums sound the signal of advance which he
had so often obeyed. He could hear, too, the well-known
word given in the English dialect by the equally well-distin-
guished voice of the commanding officer, for whom he had
once felt so much respect. It was at that instant that, look-
ing around him, he saw the wild dress and appearance of his
Highland associates, heard their whispers in an uncouth and
imknown language, looked upon his own dress, so unlike that
which he had worn from his infancy, and wished to awake
from what seemed at the moment a dream, strange, horrible,
and \innatural. "Good God!" he muttered, "am I then a
traitor to my country, a renegade to my standard, and a foe,
as that poor dying wretch expressed himself, to my native
England!"

Ere he could digest or smother the recollection, the tall
military form of his late commander came full in view, for
the purpose of reconnoitiing. " I can hit him now," said Cal-
lum, cautiously raising his fusee over the wall under which he
lay couched, at scarce sixty yards' distance.

Edward felt as if he was about to see a parricide committed
in his presence; for the venerable grey hai'* and striking coun-
tenance of the veteran recalled the almost paternal respect
with which his officers universally regarded him. But ere he
could say " Hold!" an aged Highlander who lay beside Galium
Beg stopi^ed his arm. " Spare your shot," said the seer, "his

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hour is not yet come. But let hiin beware of to-morrow ; I
see his winding-sheet high upon his breast."

Galium, flint to other considerations, was penetrable to su-
perstition. He turned pale at the words of the taishatr, and
recovered his piece. Colonel Gardiner, unconscious of the
danger he had escaped, turned his horse round and rode slowly
back to the front of his regiment.

By this time the regular army had assumed a new line, with
one flank inclined towards the sea and the other resting upon
the village of Preston ; and, as similar difficulties occurred in
attacking their new position, Fergus and the rest of the de-
tachment were recalled to their former post. This alteration
created the necessity of a corresponding change in General
Cope's army, which was again brought into a line parallel
with that of the Highlanders. In these manoeuvres on botli
sides the daylight was nearly consumed, and both armies pre-
pared to rest upon their arms for the night in the lines which
they respectively occupied.

" There will be nothing done to-night," said Fergus to his
friend Waverley ; " ere we wrap ourselves in our plaids, let us
go see what the liaron is doing in the rear of tlie line."

Wlicn they ajiproached liis ])Ost, they found the good old
careful officer, after having sent out his night patrols and
posted his sentinels, engaged in reading the Evening Service
of the P]piscopal f'huich to the remainder of his trooj). His
voice was loud and sonorous, and though liis spectacles ujion
his nose, and the appearance of Saunders Saunderson, in mili-
tary array, ])erforming the functions of clerk, had something
ludicrous, yet the circumstances of danger in wliicli they stood,
the military costume of the audience, and tlie ai)])earance of
their liorses saddled and picqut'tcd beliind them, gave an im-
pressive and solemn effect U) tlie uiXw.i-, of devotion.

"I have confessed to-day, ere you were awake," whispered
Fergus to Waverley ; " yet T am not so strict a Catholic as to
refuse to join in this good man's prayers."

Edward assented, and they remained till the IJaron liad
cojicluded the service.

As he shut the book, ** Now, lads, " said he, " have at them

344 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

ill the morning with heavy hands and light consciences." He
thou kindly greeted Mac-Ivor and Waverley, who requested
to Imow his opinion of their situation. "AYhy, you know
Tacitus saith, ^In rebtis hellicis maxivie dominaticr FoHuna,*
which is equiponderate with our vernacular adage, 'Luck can
maist in the welee.' But credit me, gentlemen, yon man is
not a deacon o' his craft. Tie damps the spirits of the poor
lads he commands by keeping them on the defensive, whilk of
itself implies inferiority or fear. Now will they lie on their
arms yonder as anxious and as ill at ease as a toad under a
harrow, while our men will be quite fresh and blithe for ac-
tion in the morning. Well, good-night. One thing troubles
me, but if to-morrow goes well off, I will consult you about it,
Glennaquoich."

" I could almost apply to Mr. Bradwardine the character
which Henry gives of Fluellen, " said Waverley, as his friend
and he walked towards their bivouac :

" Though it appears a little out of fashion.
There is much care and valour in this ' Scotchman,'"

" He has seen much service, " answered Fergus, " and one is
sometimes astonished to find how much nonsense and reason
are mingled in his composition. I wonder what can be trou-
bling his mind; probaljly something about Rose. Hark! the
English are setting their watch."

The roll of the drum and shrill accompaniment of the fifes
swelled up the hill^died away — resumed its thunder — and
was at length hushed. The trum])ets and kettle-drums of the
cavalry were next heard to perform the beautiful and wild
point of war appropriated as a signal for that piece of noctur-
nal duty, and then finally sunk upon the wind with a shrill
and mournful cadence.

The friends, who had noAv reached their post, stood and
looked round them ere they lay down to rest. The western
sky twinkled with stars, but a fr.ost-mist, rising from the
ocean, covered the eastern horizon, and rolled in white wreaths
along the plain where the adverse army lay couched upon their
arms. Their advanced posts were pushed as far as the side

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of the great ditch at the bottom of the descent, and had kin-
dled large fires at different intervals, gleaming with obscure
and hazy lustre through the heavy fog which encircled them
with a doubtfid halo.

The Highlanders, "thick as leaves in Yalombrosa," lay
stretched upon the ridge of the hill, buried (excepting their
sentinels) in the most profound repose. *' How many of these
brave fellows will sleep more soundly before to-morrow night,
Fergus!" said Waverley, with an involuntary sigh.

" You must not think of that, " answered Fergus, whose
ideas were entirely military. " You must only think of your
Bword, and by whom it was given. All other reflections are

now TOO LATE."

With the opiate contained in this tmdeniable remark Ed-
ward endeavoured to lull the tumult of his conflicting feelings.
The Chieftain and he, combining their plaids, made a com-
fortable and warm couch. Galium, sitting down at their head
(for it was his duty to watch upon the immediate person of the
Chief), began a long mournful song in Gaelic, to a low and
uniform tune, which, like the sound of the wind at a distance,
80on luUed them to sleep.

CHAPTER XL VII.

THE CONFLICT.

WiTEN- Fergtis Mac-Ivor and his friend had siept for a few-
hours, they were awakened and summoned to attend the I'rince.
The distant village-clock wsih liciard to toll throe as they has-
tened to the ])la<!e where he l;iy. Ho w;us already surrounded
by his j)rin(;ipal otlicers and the chiefs of (dans. A l)undle of
pease-straw, whicli had been lately his cou<;h, now served for
his seat. Just as Fergus reached tlie circle, the consultation
had broken up. "Courage, my brave friends!" said the Chev-
alier, "and each one \mt liini.self instantly at the head of his
command; a faithful friend' has offered t-o guide ua by a
* See Auduraua uf Wlutbuiifli. Nutu 34.

346 WAVERLET NOVELS.

practicable, though narrow and circuitous, route, which,
sweeping to our right, traverses the broken ground and mo-
rass, and enables us to gain the firm and open i)lain upon
Y.hich the enemy are lying. This difficulty surmounted, Hea-
ven and your good swords must do the rest."

The proposal spread unanimous joy, and each leader has-
tened to get his men into order with as little noise as possible.
The army, moving by its right from off the ground on which
they had rested, soon entei'ed the path thi'ough the morass,
conducting their march with astonishing silence and great ra-
pidity. The mist had not risen to the higher gi-ounds, so that
for some ttme they had the advantage of starlight. But this
was lost as the stars faded before approaching day, and the
head of the marching column, continuing its descent, plunged
as it were into the heavy ocean of fog, which rolled its white
waves over the whole plain, and over the sea by which it was
boimded. Some difficulties were now to be encountered, in-
separable frt>m darkness, a narrow, broken, and marshy path,
and the necessity of preserving union in the march. These,
however, were less inconvenient to Highlanders, from their
habits of life, than they would have been to any other troops,
and they continued a steady and swift movement.

As the clan of Ivor approached the firm ground, following
the track of those who preceded them, the challenge of a i)a-
trol was heard through the mist, though they could not see the
dragoon by whom it was made — " Who goes there?"

"Hush!" cried Fergus, "hush! Let none answer, as he
values his life; press forward;" and they continued their
march with silence and rapidity.

The patrol fired his carabine upon the body, and the report
was instantly followed by the clang of his horse's feet as he
galloped off. "■ Hylax in limine latrat,'' said the Baron of
Bradwardine, who heard the shot ; " that loon wiH give the
alarm. "

The clan of Fergus had now gained the firm plain, which
had lately borne a large crop of corn. But the harvest was
gathered in, and the expanse was unbroke by tree, bush, or
interruption of any kind. The rest of the aimy were foUow-

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ing fast, •when they heard the di-ums of the enemy beat the
general. Surprise, however, had made no part of their plan,
80 they were not disconcerted by this intimation that the foe
was upon his guard and prepared to receive them. It only
hastened their dispositions for the combat, which were very
simple.

The Highland army, which now occupied the eastern end
of the wide plain, or stubble field, so often referred to, was
di-awn up in two lines, extending from the morass towards the
sea. The first was destined to charge the enemy, the second
to act as a reserve. The few horse, whom the Prince headed
in person, remained between the two lines. The adventurer
had intimated a resolution to charge in person at the head of
his first line; but his purpose was deprecated by all around
him, and he was with difficulty induced to abandon it.

Both lines were now moving forward, the first prepared for
instant combat. The clans of which it was composed formed
each a sort of separate phalanx, narrow in front, and in depth
ten, twelve, or fifteen files, according to the strength of the
following. The best-armed and best-born, for the words were
synonymous, wero placed in fiont of each of these iiregular
subdivisions. Tlio others in the rear shouldered forward the
front, and by their pressure added ]x)th i)hysical impulse and
additional ardour and confidence to those who were first to
encounter the danger.

"Down with your })laid, Waverley," cried Fergus, throwing
off liis own ; " we'll win silks for our tartans before the sun is
above the sea."

The clansmen on every side stript their plaids, prepared
their arms, and there was an awful pause of about three min-
utes, during which the men, pulling off tlieir bonnets, raised
their fsicps to heaven and utt^ued a sliort ])riiyer; then pulled
their l)Oimet8 over their brows and l)f'ga,n 1o move forward, at
first slowly. Waverley felt liis heart at that moment throb
as it would have burst from liis Ixjsom. It was not fear, it
was not ardour: it was a comjK)inid of both, a now and doey)ly
enorgetic impulsn, that with its first emotion chillfcl and as-
tounded, then fevered and maddeued his mind. The sounds

348 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

around hiru combined to exalt his enthusiasm; the pipes
phiyed, and the clans rushed forward, each in its own dark
column. As they advanced they mended their pace, and the
muttering sounds of the men to each other began to swell into
a wild cry.

At this moment the sun, which was now risen above the
hoirzon, dispelled the mist. The vapours rose like a curtain,
and showed the two armies in the act of closing. The line of
the regulars was formed directly fronting the attack of the
Higlilanders ; it glittered with the appointments of a complete
army, and was flanked by cavalry and artillery. But the sight
impressed no terror on the assailants.

"Forward, sons of Ivor," cried their Chief, "or the Cam-
erons will draw the first blood!" They rushed on with a
tremendous yell.

The rest is well kjiown. The horse, who were commanded
to charge the advancing Highlanders in the flank, received an
irregidar fire from their fusees as they ran on, and, seized with
a disgraceful panic, wavered, halted, disbanded, and galloped
from the field. The artillerymen, deserted by the cavalry,
fled after discharging their pieces, and the Highlanders, who
di'opped their guns when fired and drew their broadswords,
rushed with headlong fury against the infantry.

It was at this moment of confusion and terror that Waver-
ley remarked an Englisli officer, apparently of high rank,
standing, alone and unsupported, by a field-piece, which,
after the flight of the men by whom it was wrought, he had
himself levelled and discliarged against the clan of Mac-Ivor,
the nearest group of Highlanders within his aim. Struck
with his tall, martial figure, and eager to save him from in-
evitable destruction, Waverley outstripped for an instant even
the speediest of the warriors, and, reaching the spot first,
called to him to surrender. The officer replied by a thrust
with his sword, which Waverley received in his target, and
in turning it aside the Englishman's weapon broke. At the
same time the battle-axe of Dugald Mahony was in the act of
descending upon the officer's head. "Waverley intercepted and
prevented the blow, and the officer, perceiving further resist-

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ance unavailing, and struck with Edward's generous anxiety
for his safety, resigued the fragment of his sword, and was
committed by Waverley to Uugald, with strict charge to use
him well, and not to pillage his person, promising him, at the
same time, fidl iudemnihcation for the spoil.

On Edward's right the battle for a few minutes raged fierce
and thick. The English infantry, trained in the wais in Flan-
ders, stood their ground with great courage. But theii- ex-
tended files were pierced and broken in many places by the
close masses of the clans ; and in the personal struggle which
ensued the nature of the Highlanders' weapons, and their ex-
traordinary fierceness and activity, gave them a decided supe-
riority over those who had been accustomed to trust much to
their array and discipline, and felt that the one was broken
and the other useless. Waverley, as he cast his eyes towards
this scene of smoke and slaughter, observed Colonel (lardiner,
deserted by liis own soldiers in spite of all his attempts to
raUy them, yet spuiring liis liorse througli the field to take
the command of a small body of infantry, who, with their
hacks arranged against the Avail of his own park (for his house
was close by the field of battle), continued a desperate and
unavailing resistance. "Waverley could perceive tluit he had
already received many woimds, his clothes and saddle being
marked with blood. To save this good and brave man became
tho instant object of his most anxious exertions. Jint he could
only witness his fall. Ere iOdward could make his Avay among
tlie Highlanders, who, furious andoager for spoil, now thronged
upon each other, ho saw his former conimunihu- brought from
his horse })y tho ])low of a scythe, and beheld him receive,
while on the proimd, more wounds than would have let out
twenty lives. When "Waverley came up, however, perception
liad not (Mitirely II- d. Tlio dyirif,' warrior seemed to recognise
Edward, for ho fixed his eyes upon hijii willi an upbraiding,
yet sorrowful, look, and ap])eared to struggle for utterance.
But he felt that death wa.s dealing dosely with him, and re-
signing his purpose, and folding his hands as if in devotion,
he ^ave uj) his soul to his C'reat«r. The look with which he
regarded Waverley in his dying moments did not strike him

350 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

80 deeply at that crisis of hurry aiid confusion as when it re-
curred to his imagmatiou at the distance of some time.'

Loud shouts of triumjjh now echoed over the whole field.
The battle was fought and won, and the whole baggage, artil-
lery, and military stores of the regular army remained in pos-
session of the victors. Never was a victory more complete.
Scarce any escaped from the battle, excepting the cavalry,
who had left it at the very onset, and even these were broken
into different parties and scattered all over the country. So
far as our tale is concerned, we have only to relate the fate of
Balmawhapple, who, mounted on a horse as headstrong and
stiff-necked as his rider, pursued the flight of the dragoons
above four miles from the field of battle, when some dozen of
the fugitives took heart of grace, turned round, and cleaving
his skull with their broadwords, satisfied the world that the
unfortunate gentleman had actually brains, the end of his life
thus giving proof of a fact greatly doubted during its progress.
His death was lamented by few. Most of those who knew
him agreed in the pithy observation of Ensign Maccombich,
that there " was mair tint (lost) at Sheriff- M air." His friend,
Lieutenant -linker, bent his eloquence only to exculpate his
favourite mare from any share in contributing to the catas-
tro])he. " He had tauld the laird a thousand times," he said,
" that it was a burning shame to put a martingale upon the
puir thing, when he would needs ride her wi' a curb of half a
yard lang ; and that he could na but bring himsell (not to say
her) to some mischief, by flinging her down, or otherwise;
whereas, if he had had a wee bit rinnin ring on the snaifle,
she wad ha' rein'd as cannily as a cadger's pownie."

Such was the elegy of tlie Laird of Balmawhapple.*

' See Death of Colonel Gardiner. Note 35.
» See Note 36.

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CHAPTEE XLVIII.

AH UNEXPECTED EMBAKKASSMENT.

When the battle was over, and all things coming into order,
the Baron of Bradwardine, returning from the duty of the day,
and having, disposed those under his command in their proper
stations, sought the Chieftain of Glennaquoich and his friend
Edward Waverley. He found the former busied in determin-
ing disputes among his clansmen about points of precedence
and deeds of valour, besides sundry high and doubtful ques-
tions concerning plunder. The most important of the last re-
spected the property of a gold watch, which had once belonged
to some unfortunate English officer. The party against whom
judgment was awarded consoled himself by observing, " She
(i.e. the watch, which he took for a living animal) died tlie
very night Vich Ian Vohr gave her to Murdock;" the ma-
chine having, in fact, stopped for want of winding iip.'

It was just when this imj)ortant question was decided that
the Baron of Bradwardine, with a careful and yet important
expression of countenance, joined the two young men. He
descended from his reeking charger, the care of whicli he rec-
ommended to one of his grooms. " I seldom ban, sir," said
he to the man ; " but if you play any of your hound's-foot
tricks, and leave puir Berwick ])efore he's sorted, to rin after
spuilzie, dcill bo wi' mo if I do not give your craig a tliraw."
Ho then stroked with great comjjlacericy th(j animal which
liad bomo liim thrf)ugh tlio fatigues of the day, and having
taken a tender leave of him — " Weel, my good yonng friends,
a glorious and decisive victory," said he; "but these loons of
troopers fled ower soon. T should liavc liked to liavo shown
you the tnio iK)ints f)f fho, prrr/h/m rrjin-strr, or equestrian com-
bat, whilk their cowardice has postponed, and wliieh I hold
to be the pride and teiTor of warfare. Weel, I have fonght
once more in this old quarrel, though T admit T could not be
so far ben as you lads, being that it was my point of duty to

' Sue Note 37.

362 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

keep together our handful of horse. And no cavalier ought
in any wise to begrudge honour that befalls his companions,
even though they are ordered upon thrice his danger, whilk,
another time, by the blessing of God, may be his own case.
But, Glennaquoich, and you, Mr. Waverley, I pray ye to give
me your best advice on a matter of mickle weight, and which
deeply affects the honour of the house of Bradwardine. I
crave your pardon, Ensign Maccombich, and yours, Inver-
aughlin, and yours, Edderalshendrach, and yours, sir."

The last person he addressed was Ballenkeiroch, who, re-
membering the death of his son, loured on him with a look of
savage defiance. The Baron, quick as lightning at taking um-
brage, had already bent his brow when Glennaquoich dragged
his major from the spot, and remonstrated with him, in the
authoritative tone of a chieftain, on the madness of reviving a
quarrel such a moment.

"The ground is cumbered with carcasses," said the old
mountaineer, turning sullenly away ; " one more would hardly
have been kenn'd upon it; and if it wasna for yoursell, Vich
Ian Vohr, that one should be Bradwardine's or mine."

The Chief soothed while he hurried him away ; and then
returned to the Baron. " It is Ballenkeiroch, " he said, in an
mider and confidential voice, "father of the young man who
feU eight years since in the unlucky affair at the mains."

" Ah!" said the Baron, instantly relaxing the doubtful stern-
ness of his features, " I can take mickle frae a man to whom I
have unhappily rendered sic a displeasure as that. Ye were
right to apprise me, Glennaquoich; he may look as black as
mifhiiglit at Martinmas ere Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine shall
say he does him wrang. Ah! I have nae male lineage, and I
should bear with one I have made childless, though you are
aware the blood-wit was made up to your ain satisfaction by
assythment, and that I have since expedited letters of slains.
Weel, as I have said, I have no male issue, and yet it is need-
ful that I maintain the honour of my house ; and it is on that
score I prayed ye for your peculiar and private attention."

The two young men awaited to hear him, in anxious curi-
osity.

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*• I doubt na, lads, " lie proceeded, *' but your educatiou lias
been sae seen to that ye understand the true nature of the
feudal tenures?"

Fergus, afraid of an endless dissertation, answered, " Inti-
mately, Baron, " and touched Waverley as a signal to express
no ignorance.

" And ye are aware, I doubt not, that the holding of the
barony of Bradwardine is of a nature alike honourable and
peculiar, being blanch (which Craig opines ought to be Latiu-
ated blancum, or rather francum, a free holding) ^^/'o servitio
detrahendi, seu exuendl, caUyas regis jiost hattalllamy Here
Fergus turned his falcon eye upon Edward, with an aUiiost
imperceptible rise of his eyebrow, to which his shoulders cor-
responded ill the same degree of elevation. " Now, twa points
of dubitation occur to me upon this topic. First, whether
this service, or feudal homage, be at any event due to the per-
son of the Prince, the words being, ijer expressum, c(i/i;/as
REGIS, the boots of the king himself; and I pray your opinion
anent that particular before we proceed farther. "

*' Why, he is Prince Regent, " answered Mac-Ivor, with
laudable composure of countenance; *'and in the court of
France all the honours are rendered to the person of the Re-
gent which are due to that of the King. Besides, were I to
pull off either of their Ixiots, I would render that service to
the young Chevalier ten times more willingly than to his
father."

" Ah, but 1 talk not of personal predilections. However,
your authority is of great weight aa to the usages of tlio court
of France; and doubtless the I'rince, as a/tn' ef/o, may have a
riglit to (ilaiin the homagium of the great tenants of the crown,
since all faithful subjects are coiiuiuuided, in the couunissiou
of regency, to respect him as tlio King's own jjerson. I^'ar,
therefore, be it from mo to diminish the lustre of liis authority
by withholding this act of homage, so peculiarly calculated to
give it splendour; for I question if the Emperor of (rermany
hath his IxKits taken off by a free baron of the emjiire. But
here lieth the second diftifulty — the Prince wears no boots,
but simply brogues and trewa."

354 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

This last dilemma had almost disturbed Fergus's gravity.

"Why," said he, "you know. Baron, the proverb tells us,
'It's ill taking the breeks off a Highlandman, ' and the boots
are here in tlie same predicament."

" The word caJlga', however," continued the Baron, "though
I admit that, by family tradition, and even in our ancient
evidents, it is explained " lie-boots, " means, in its primitive
sense, rather sandals ; and Caius Caesar, the nephew and suo-
cessor of Caius Tiberius, received the agnomen of Caligula,
a cuUyulis s'lve calif/is levioribus, qtiibits adolescentior nsus
fiierat in exercitu Germanici patris sui. And the caligm were
also proper to the monastic bodies ; for we read in an ancient
glossarium upon the rule of St. Benedict, in the Abbey of St.
Amand, that callgoi were tied with latchets."

" That will apply to the brogues," said Fergus.

" It will so, my dear Glennaquoich, and the words are ex-
press : Caligm, dictce stint quia ligtintur; nam socci non ligun-
tiir, sedtantum intromittuntur ; that is, caligcB are denominated
from the ligatures wherewith they are bound; whereas socci,
which may be analogous to our mules, whilk the English de-
nominate slippers, are only slipped upon the feet. The words
of the charter are also alternative, &cuere sen detrahere;
that is, to nndo, as in the case of sandals or brogues, and to
pi/7l off, as we say vernacularly concerning boots. Yet I
would we had more light ; but I fear there is little chance of
finding hereabout any erudite author de re vestiaria."

" I should doubt it very much, " said the Chieftain, looking
aroimd on the straggling Highlanders, who were returning
loaded with spoils of the slain, " though the res vestiaria itself
seems to be in some request at present."

This remark coming within the Baron's idea of jocularity,
he honoured it with a smile, but immediately resumed what
to him appeared very serious business.

" Bailie Macwheeble indeed holds an opinion that this hon-
orary service is due, from its very nature, si petatur tantum;
only if his Royal Highness shall require of the great tenant of
the crown to perform that personal duty; and indeed he pointed
out the case in Dirleton's DovAts and Queries, Grippit versus

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Spicer, anent the eviction of an estate ob non solutum canonem;
that is, for non-payment of a feu-duty of three peppercorn a-
year, whilk were taxt to be worth seven-eighths of a penny
Scots, in whilk the defender was assoilized. But I deem it
safest, wi' your good favour, to place myself in the way of
rendering the Prince this service, and to proffer performance
thereof ; and I shall cause the Bailie to attend with a schedule
of a protest, whilk he has here prepared (taking out a paper),
intimating, that if it shall be his Royal Highness 's pleasure
to accept of other assistance at pulling off his caligce (whether
the same sliall be rendered boots or brogues) save that of the
said Baron of Bradwardine, who is in presence ready and
willing to perform the same, it shall in nowise impinge upon
or prejudice the right of the said Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine
to perform the said service in future ; nor shall it give any es-
quire, valet of the chamber, squire, or page, whose assistance
it may please his Royal Highness to employ, any right, title,
or ground for evicting from the said Cosmo Comyne Bradwar-
dine the estate and barony of Bradwardine, and others held
as aforesaid, by the due and faithful performance thereof."

Fergus highly aj)))lauded this arrangement; and the Baron
took a friendly leave of them, with a smile of contented im-
p^jrtance upon his visage.

" Long live our dear friend the Baron," exclaimed the Chief,
as 800 as he waa ovit of hearing, " for the most al)surd original
that exists north of the Tweed! I wish to heaven I had rec-
ommended him U) attend the circle this evening with a boot-
ket(ih under his arm. I think he might have adopted the
suggestion if it had been made with suitable gravity."

"And how can yon tak(^ pleasure in making a man of his
worth so ridicidous'r'"

" licigging ])ai(lon, my dear Waverley, you are ;us ridiculo\i!-i
as he. Why, do you not se(! that the man's whole jnind is
wrapped up in this ceremony? He has heard and thought of
it since infancy as the most august privilege and ceremony in
the world; an<l 1 doubt not but the expected pleasure of ])er-
forniing it was a principal motive with him ff)r taking np
arms. Depend upon it, had i endeavoured to divert him from

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exposing himself he would have treated me as an ignorant^
conceited coxcomb, or perhaps might have taken a fancy to
cut my throat ; a pleasure which he once proposed to himself
upon some point of etiquette not half so important, in his
eyes, as this matter of boots or brogues, or whatever the caligcB
shall finally be pronounced by the learned. But I must go to
headquarters, to prepare the Prince for this extraordinary
scene. My information will be well taken, for it will give
him a hearty laugh at present, and put him on his guard
against laughing when it might be very mal-a-projoos. So, au
revoir, my dear Waverley."

CHAPTER XLIX.

THE ENGLISH PRISONER.

The first occupation of AVaverley, after he departed from
the Chieftain, was to go in quest of the officer whose life he
had saved. He was guarded, along with his companions ia
misfortune, who were very numerous, in a gentleman's house
near the field of battle.

On entering the room where they stood crowded together,
"Waverley easily recognised the object of his visit, not only by
the peculiar dignity of his appearance, but by the appendage
of Dugald Mahony, with his battle-axe, who had stuck to him
from the moment of his captivity as if he had been skewered
to his side. This close attendance was perhaps for the pur-
pose of secui'ing his promised reward from Edward, but it also
operated to save the English gentleman from being plundered
in the scene of general confusion ; for Dugald sagaciously ar-
gued that the amount of the salvage which he might be allowed
would be regulated by the state of the prisoner when he shoidd
deliver hiju over to Waverley. He hastened to assure Wa-
verley, therefore, with more words than he usually employed,
that he had " keepit ta sidier roy haill, and that he wasna a
plack the waur since the fery moment when his honour forbad
her to gie him a bit clamhewit wi' her Lochaber-axe."

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Waverley assured Dugald of a liberal recompense, aiid, ap-
proaching the English officer, expressed his anxiety to do any-
thing which might contribute to his convenience under his
present unpleasant circumstances.

" I am not so inexperienced a soldier, sir, " answered the
Englishman, " as to complain of the fortune of war. I am
only grieved to see those scenes acted in our own island which
I have often witnessed elsewhere with comparative indiffer-
ence. "

"Another such day as this," said Waverley, "and I trust
the cause of your regrets will be removed, and all will again
return to peace and order."

The officer smiled and shook his head. " I must not forget
my situation so far as to attempt a formal confutation of that
opinion ; but, notwithstanding your success and the valour
which achieved it, you have undertaken a task to which your
strength appears wholly inadequate."

At this moment Fergus pushed into the press.
"Come, p]dward, come along; the Prince has gone to Pinkie
House for the night ; and we must follow, or lose the whole
ceremony of tlie cjtl'vjiv. Your friend, the Baron, has been
guilty of a great piece of cruelty ; lie has insisted upon drag-
ging liiiilie Maxiwheeble out to the held of battle. Now, you
must know, the Bailie's greatest horror is an armed Iligli-
laiuier or a loaded gun ; and there he stands, listening to the
Baron's instruetions C(jn(;erning the protest, ducking his liciid
like a sea-gull at the rei)ort of every gun and pistol that our
idle boys are firing upon the fields, and undergoing, by way oi'
penance, at every 8ymj)tom of flinching a severe rebuke from
his ])atron, who would not admit the discharge of a whole bat-
tery of cannon, within point-blank distance, as an ai)()l<)gy for
negle(!ting a discourse in which the honour of his family is
interested."

" But how has Mr. Bradwardine got him to venture so far?"
said Edward.

" Wliy, he had come as far as Musselburgh, I fancy, in
hopes of making some of oiir wills; and the ])eremptory c(jni-
mands of the Baron diagged him forward to Preston after the

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battle was over. He complains of one or two of Dur raga-
uiufiiiis having put him in peril of his life by presenting their
pieces at liim ; but as they limited his ransom to an English
penny, I don't think Ave need trouble the provost-mai'shal upon
that subject. So come alone, Waverley."

''Waverley!" said the English officer, with great emotion;
"the nephew of Sir Everard Waverley, of shire?"

''The same, sir," replied our hero, somewhat surprised at
the tone in which he was addressed.

"I am at once happy and grieved," said the prisoner, "to
have met with you."

"1 am ignorant, sir," answered Waverley, "how I have
deserved so much interest."

'• Did your vuicle never mention a friend called Talbot?"

" I have heard him talk with great regard of such a person,"
replied Edward; "a colonel, 1 believe, in the army, and the
husband of Lady Emily Blandeville; but I thought Colonel
Talbot had been abroad."

"I am just returned," answered the officer; "and being in
Scotland, thought it my duty to act where my services prom-
ised to be useful. Yes, Mr. Waverley, I am that Colonel
Talbot, the husband of the lady you have named; and I am
proud to acknowledge that I owe alike my professional rank
and my domestic happmess to your generous and noble-
minded relative. Good God ! that I should find his nephew
in such a dress, and engaged in such a cause!"

"Sir," said Fergus, haughtily, "the dress and cause are
those of men of birth and honour."

"My situation f<jrl)id3 me to dispute your assertion, " said
Colonel Tidlx)t ; " otherwise it were no difficult matter to show
that neither courage nor jjride of lineage can gild a bad cause.
But, with Mr. Waverley' 8 p»ermission, and yours, sir, if yours
also must be asked, I would willingly speak a few words with
him on aifairs connected with his own family."

"Mr. Waverley, sir, regulates his oavti motions. You will
follow me, I suppose, to Pinkie," said Fergus turning to Ed-
ward, "when you have finished your discourse with this new
acquaintance?" So saying, the Chief of Glennaquoich ad-

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justed his plaid "witli rather more than his usual air of haughty
assumption and left the apartment.

The interest of Waverley readily procured for Colonel Tal-
bot the freedom of adjourning to a large garden belonging to
his place of confinement. They walked a few paces in si-
lence, Colonel Talbot apparently studying how to open what
he had to say ; at length he addressed Edward.

" Mr. Waverley, you have this day saved my life ; and yet
I wotdd to God that I had lost it, ere I had found you wear-
ing the uniform and cockade of these men."

" I forgive youi* reproach, Colonel Talbot ; it is well meant,
and your education aud prejudices render it natui-al. But
there is nothing extraordinary in finding a man whose honour
has been publicly and unjustly assailed in the situation which
promised most fair to afford him satisfaction on his calum-
niators."

" [ should rather say, in the situation most likely to confirm
the reports which they have circulated," said Colonel Talbot,
" by following the very line of conduct ascribed to you. Are
you aware, Mr. Waverley, of the infinite distress, and even
danger, which your present conduct has occasioned to your
nearnst relatives?"

"Danger!"

" Yes, sir, danger. "When I left England your uncle and
father had been oljliged to find liail to answer a charge of
trea.son, to which tlu'y wore only admitted by the exertion of
the most powfi-ful interest. I came down to Scotland with
the solo purpose of rescuing you from the gulf into whicli you
have precipitated yourself; nor can I estimate the conse-
quences to your family of your having openly joined the r<^-
>)ellion, since the very suspicion of your intention was so peri-
Ions t/) tlicm. MoHt deeply do I regret that I did not meet
you l)efore this last and fatal error."

"T am really ignorant," said Waverley, in a tone of re-
serve, " why ('olonel Talb<jt should have take so much trouble
on my a/^eount."

" ATr. Waverley," anHwcred Talbot, "I am dull at a])pre-
hending irony; and therefore I shall answer your words ;ic-
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cording to their plain meaning, I am indebted to your uncl&
for benefits greater than those which a son owes to a father.
I acknowledge to him the duty of a son ; and as I know there
is no manner in which I can requite his kindness so well as
by serving you, I will serve you, if possible, whether you will
permit me or no. The personal obligation which you have
this day laid me under (although, In common estimation, as
g^eat as one human being can bestow on another) adds noth-
ing to my zeal on your behalf ; nor can that zeal be abated by
any coolness with which you may please to receive it."

"Your intentions may be kind, sir," said Waverley, drily j
" but your language is harsh, or at least peremptory. "

" On my return to England, " continued Colonel Talbot,
"after long absence, I found your uncle. Sir Everard Wa-
verley, in the custody of a king's messenger, in consequence
of the suspicion brought upon him by your conduct. He is
my oldest friend — how often shall I repeat it? — my best bene-
factor! he sacrificed his own views of happiness to mine; he
never uttered a word, he never harboured a thought, that
benevolence itself might not have tliought or spoken. I found
this man in confinement, rendered harsher to him by his habits
of life, his natural dignity of feeling, and — forgive me, Mr.
Waverley — by the cause through which this calamity had
come upon him. I cannot disguise from you my feelings upon
this occasion ; they were most painfully unfavourable to you.
Having by my family interest, which you probably know is
not inconsiderable, succeeded in obtaining Sir Everard' s re-
lease, I set out for Scotland. I saw Colonel Gardiner, a man
whose fate alone is sufficient to render this Insurrection for
ever execrable. In the course of conversation with him I
found that, from late circumstances, from a re-examination of
the i)ersons engaged in the mutiny, and from his original good
opinion of your character, he was much softened towards you;
and I doubted not that, if I could be so fortunate as to dis-
cover you, all might yet be well. But this unnatural rebel-
lion has ruined all. I have, for the first time in a long and
active military life, seen Britons disgrace themselves by a
panic flight, and that before a foe without either arms or dis-

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cipline. And now I find the hsir of my dearest friend — the
sou, I may say, of his aif ections — sharing a triumph for -whicJi
he ought the first to have blushed. Why should I lament
Gardiner? his lot was happy compared to miue!"

There was so much dignity in Colonel Talbot's manner,
BTich a mixture of military pride and manly sorrow, and the
news of Sir Everard's imprisonment was told in so deep a
tone of feeling, that Edward stood mortified, abashed, and
distressed in presence of the prisoner who owed to him his
life not many hours before. He was not sorry when Fergus
interrupted their conference a second time.

"His lloyal Higlmess commands ]\[r. Waverley's attend-
ance." Colonel Talbot threw upon Edward a reproachful
glance, which did not escape the quick eye of the Higliland
Chief. "His immediate attendance," he repeated, with con-
siderable emphasis. Waverley turned again towarda the
Colonel.

" We shall meet again," he said; " in the mean while, every
possible accommodation "

"1 desire none," said the Colonel; "let me fare like the
meanest of those brave men who, on this day of calaiuity, have
preferred wounds and captivity to flight; I would almost ex-
change phu-es witli one of those wlio have fallen to know
that my words have made a suitable impression on your
mind."

'• Let Colonel Talbot bo carefully secured," said Fergus to
the Highland officer who commanded the guard over the pris-
oners; " it is the Prince's jnirticular command; lie is a prisoner
of the utmost impf)rtance."

" But let him want no accommodation suitable to his rank,"
said Waverley.

" Consistent always with secure custody," reiterated Fergus.
The oflicer sigiiiiied his acquiescence in b<jth commauiU, and
Edward followed Fergus to the garden-gate, wheje Callum
Beg, with three saddle-horses, awaited them. Turning his
head, he saw Colonel Talbot re-conducted to his place of con-
finement by a file of Highlanders; he lingered on tlie threshold
of the door and made a signal with liia hand towaida War

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verley, as if eiiforciug the language he had held towards
him.

'• Horses," said Fergus, as he mounted, "are now as plenty
as blackberries; every man may have them for the catching.
Come, let Galium adjust your stirrups, and let us to Pinkio
House ' as fast as these ci-devant dragoon-horses choose to
carry us.

CHAPTER L.

RATHER UNIMPORTANT.

" I WAS turned back, " said Fergus to Edward, as they gal-
loped from Preston to Pinkie House, " by a message from the
Prince. But 1 suppose you know the value of this most noble
Colonel Talbot as a prisoner. He is held one of the best offi-
cers among the red-coats, a special friend and favourite of the
Elector himself, and of that di-eadful hero, the Duke of Cum-
berland, who has been summoned from his triumphs at Fonte
noy to come over and devour us poor Highlanders alive. Has
he been telling you how the bells of St. James's ring? Not
*turn again, AVhittington, ' like those of Bow, iu the days of
yore?"

"Fergus!" said Waverley, with a reproachful look.

" Xay, I cannot tell what to make of you, " answered the
Chief of Mac-Ivor, " you are blown about with every wind of
doctrine. Here have we gained a victory unparalleled in his-
tory, and your behaviour is praised by every living mortal to
the skies, and the Prince is eager to thank you in person, and
all our beauties of the White Rose are pulling caps for you; —
and you, the preux chevalier of the day, are stooping on your
horse's neck like a butter- woman riding to* market, and look-
ing as black as a funeral!"

" I am sorry for poor Colonel Gardiner's death ; he was once
very kind to me."

"^Vhy, then, be sorry for five minutes, and then be glad

' Charles Edward took up his quarters after the battle at Pinkie House,
adjoiaing to Musselburgh.

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again; his chance to-day may be ours to-morrow; and what
does it signify? The next best thing to victory is honour-
able death ; but it is a pis-all&r, and one would rather a foe
had it than one's self."

'* But Oolonel Talbot has informed me that my father and
uncle are both imprisoned by government on my account."

"We'll put in bail, my boy; old Andrew Ferrara ' shall
lodge his security; and I should like to see him put to justify
it in Westminster Hall!"

" Ny, they are already at liberty, upon bail of a more civic
disposition."

" Then why is thy noble spirit cast down, Edward? Dost
think that the Elector's ministers are such doves as to set
their enemies at liberty at this critical moment if they could
or durst confine and punish them? Assure thyself that either
they have no charge against your relations on which they can
continue their imprisonment, or else they are afraid of our
friends, the jolly Cavaliers of old England. At any rate, you
need not be apprehensive upon their account; and we will tind
some means of conveying to them assurances of your safety."

Edward was silenced but not satisfied with tliese reasons.
He had ikjw been more than once shocked at the small degree
of 8yni|»afhy whicli Fergus exhibited for the feelings even of
those whom ho loved, if they did not correspond with his own
mood at the time, and more especially if tliey thwarted him
while earnest in a fav<mrite pursuit. Fergus sometimes in-
deed ob.sei-vjid that ho hud oJi'eiided Waverley, but, always
intent upon some favourite plan or project of his own, he waa
never sufficiently aware of the extent or duration of his dis-
pleasure, so that the reiteration of those petty offences some-
what cooled tfio vf)hniteer'8 extreme attaelnuent to his oilicer.

The Chevalier received Waverley with his usual favour, and
paid him many c-ompliments on Jiis distinguished bravery.
Ho then took him ai)art, made many inquiries concerning Colo-
nel Talbot, and when he had received all the informatioa
which Edward was al)lo to give concerning him and his con-
nexions, he proceeded: "1 cannot but tliink, Mr. Waverley,

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that since this gentleman is so particularly connected with
our worthy and excellent friend, Sir Everard VVaverley, and
since his lady is of the house of Blaudeville, whose devotion
to the true and loyal principles of the Church of England is
so generally known, the Colonel's own private sentiments
cannot be unfavourable to us, whatever mask he may have
assumed to accommodate himself to the times."

" If I am to judge from the language he this day held to
me, I am under the necessity of differing widely from your
Koyal Highness."

" Well, it is worth making a trial at least. I therefore en-
trust you with the charge of Colonel Talbot, with power to act
concerning him as you think most advisable; and I hope you
will find means of ascertaining what are his real dispositions
towards our Royal Father's restoration."

" I am convinced, " said Waverley, bowing, " that if Colonel
Tallx)t chooses to grant his parole, it may be securely depended
upon ; but if he refuses it, I trust your Royal Highness will
devolve on some other person than the nephew of his friend
the task of laying him under the necessary restraint. "

" I will trust him with no person but you, " said the Prince,
smiling, but peremptorily repeating his mandate ; " it is of
importance to my service that there should appear to be a
good intelligence between you, even if you are unable to gain
his confidence in earnest. You will therefore receive him into
your quarters, and in case he declines giving his parole, you
must apply for a proper guard. I beg you will go about this
directly. We return to Edinburgh to-morrow."

Being thus remanded to the vicinity of Preston, Waverley
lost the Baron of Bradwardine's solemn act of homage. So
little, however, was he at this time in love with vanity, that
he had quite forgotten the ceremony in which Fergus had la-
boured to engage his curiosity. But next day a formal Ga-
zette was circulated, containing a detailed account of the battle
of Gladsmuir, as the Highlanders chose to denominate their
victory. It concluded with an account of the court aftei-wards
held by the Chevalier at Pinkie House, which contained this
among other high-flown descrijjtive jiaragraphs :

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" Since that fatal treaty which annihilates Scotland as an
independent nation, it has not been our happiness to see her
princes receive, and her nobles discharge, those acts of feudal
homage which, founded upon the splendid actions of Scottish
valour, recall the memory of her early history, with the manly
and chivalrous simplicity of the ties which united to the
Crown the homage of the warriors by whom it was repeatedly
upheld and defended. But on the evening of the 20th our
memories were refreshed with one of those ceremonies which
belong to the ancient days of Scotland's glory. After the
circle was formed, Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine, of that ilk,
colonel in the service, etc. etc. etc., came before the Prince,
attended by Mr. D. Macwheeble, the Bailie of his ancient
barony of Bradwardine (who, we miderstand, has been lately
named a commissary), and, under form of instrument, claimed
permission to perform to the person of his Royal Highness, as
representing liis father, the service used and wont, for whicli,
under a charter of Robert Bruce (of which ^lie original was
produced and insi)e(;ted by the Masters of his Royal Higli-
ness's Chancery for tlie time being), the claimant held the
barony of Bradwardine and lands of Tully-Veolau. His chiini
being admitted and registered, his Royal Highness having
phi(^<'(l liis fcMjt upon a cushion, the Baron of Ik-adwardine,
kneeling uj)on his right knee, proceeded to undo the latchet of
the hiogue, or low-heeled Iligliland shoe, which our gallant
young hero wears in compliment to his brave followers. Whou
this was perfornipd, his Iio}^! Highness de(^lared the ceremony
completed; and, embracing the gallant veteran, protested that
nothing but (!ompliance with an ordinance of Robert Bruce
could have induced him to receive even the symlK)lical per-
formance of menial otti(!e from hands which luid fought so
bravely to ])ut thci crown upon the bead of his father. The
Baron of Bradwardine then took instruments in the hands of
Mr. Commissary Maxswheeble, V)earing tliat all i)oint3 and cir-
cumstances of the act of liomage had been rife et solenniter acta
et jirrnrtn ; and a correHj)onding entry was made in the jn-otocol
of the Lord High Chamberlain and the record of Chancery.
We understand that it is iu coutemplatiuu of his lioyal High-

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ness, when his Majesty's pleasure can be known, to raise
Colonel lUadwardine to the peerage, by the title of Viscount
livaclwardiue of Bradwardine and Tiilly-Veolan, and that, in
the mean while, his Koyal Highness, in his father's name and
authority, lias been pleased to grant him an honourable aug-
mentation to his paternal coat of arms, being a budget or
boot-jack, disposed saltier- wise with a naked broadsword, to
be borne in the dexter can tie of the shield; and, as an addi-
tional motto, on a scroll beneath, the words, 'Draw and di'aw
off.'"

"Were it not for the recollection of Fergus's raillery,"
thought Waverley to himself, when he had perused this long
and grave document, ''how very tolerably would all this
sound, and how little should I have thought of connecting it
■with any ludicrous idea! Well, after all, everything has its
fair as well as its seamy side ; and truly I do not see why the
Baron's boot-jack may not stand as fair in heraldi-y as the
water-buckets, waggons, cart-wheels, plough-socks, shuttles,
candlesticks, and other- ordinaries, conveying ideas of any-
thing save chivalry, which appear in the arms of some of our
most ancient gentry."

This, however, is an episode in respect to the principal
story.

When Waverley returned to Preston and rejoined Colonel
Talbot, he found him recovered from the strong and obvious
emotions with which a concurrence of unpleasing events had
affected him. He had regained his natural manner, which
was that of an English gentleman and soldier, manly, open
and generous, but not imsusceptible of prejudice against those
of a different country, or who opposed him in political tenets.
When Waverley acquainted Colonel Talbot with the Cheva-
lier's purpose to commit him to his charge, " I did not think
to have owed so much obligation to that young gentleman,"
he said, " as is implied in this destination. I can at least
cheerfully join in the prayer of the honest Presbyterian clergy-
man, that, as he has come among us seeking an earthly crown,
his labours may be speedily rewarded with a heavenly one.'

' The clfcrgyman's name was Mac-Vicar. Protected by the cannon of the

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I shall willingly give my parole not to attempt an escape
without your knowledge, since, in fact, it was to meet you
that I came to Scotland j and I am glad it has happened evea
under this predicament. But I suppose we shall be but a
short time together. Your Chevalier (that is a name we may
lx)th give to him), with his plaids and blue caps, will, I pre-
sume, be continuing his crusade southward?"

" Not as I hear ; I believe the army makes some stay in
Edinburgh to collect reinforcements."

"And to besiege the Castle?" said Talbot, smiling sarcas-
tically. " Well, unless my old commander. General Preston,
turn false metal, or the Castle sink into the North Loch, events
which I deem equally probable, I think we shall have some
time to make up our acquaintance. I have a guess that this
gallant Chevalier has a design that I should be your proselyte;
and, as I wish you to be mine, there cannot be a more fair
proposal than to afford us fair conference together. But, as I
spoke to-day under the influence of feelmgs I rarely give way
to, I ho])e you will excuse my entering again upon controversy
till we are somewhat better acquainted."

CHAPTER LI.

INTRIGUES OK LOVH ASD POLITICS.

It is not necessary to record in those pages the triumphant
entrance of tlie Chevalier into Edin])urgh after the decisive
affair at Preston. One cirfumstance, liowever, may l)e no-
ticed, because it illustrates the higli spirit of Flora Mac-Ivor.
The Highlanders by whom the Prince was surrounded, in the
license and extravagance of this joyfid moment, fired their
pieces repeatedly, and one of these having been accidentally
loaded witli ball, the bullet grazed the young lady's temple as

Castle, li(! preu(hc<I every Sumlay in the West Kirk while tin- HiK'iln'i'5<'r.l
were ill posso.s.sif)!! of K'liiilitirt:li : ninl it was in |)rfscnre (jf Home of tlio
JacoV)ites that he praye<l for Prince Charles Eflwanl in the terms quoted
in the text.

3(38 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

she waved her handkerchief from a balcony.' Fergus, who
beheld the accident, was at her side in an instant j and, on
seeing that the wound was trifling, he drew his broadsword
with the purpose of rushing down upon the man by whose
carelessness she had incurred so much danger, when, holding
him by the plaid, "Do not harm the poor fellow," she cried;
"for Heaven's sake, do not harm him! but thak God with me
that the accident happened to Flora Mac-Ivor ; for had it be-
fallen a Whig, they would have pretended that the shot waa
fired on purpose."

Waverley escaped the alarm which this accident would have
occasioned to him, as he was unavoidably delayed by the ne-
cessity of accompanying Colonel Talbot to Edinburgh.

Thpy performed the journey together on horseback, and for
some time, as if to sound each other's feelings and sentiments,
they conversed upon general and ordinary topics.

\Vhen Waverley again entered upon the subject which he
had most at heart, the situation, namely, of his father and
his uncle. Colonel Talbot seemed now rather desirous to alle-
viate than to aggravate his anxiety. This appeared . particu-
larly to be the case when he heard Waverley's history, which
he did not scruple to confide to him.

" And so, " said the Colonel, " there has been no malice pre-
pense, as lawyers, I think, term it, in this rash step of yours;
and you have been trepanned into service of this Italian knight-
errant by a few civil speeches from him and one or two of his
Highland recruiting sergeants? It is sadly foolish, to be
sure, but not nearly so bad as I was led to expect. However,
you cannot desert, even from the Pretender, at the present
moment ; that seems impossible. But I have little doubt that,
in the dissensions incident to this heterogeneous mass of wild
and desperate men, some opportunity may arise, by availing
yourself of which you may extricate yourseK honourably from
your rash engagement before the bubble burst. If this can be
managed, I would have you go to a place of safety in Flanders
which I shall point out. And I think I can secure your par-
don from government after a few months' residence abroad."

1 See Note 39.

WAVERLEY. 369

*'I cannot permit you, Colonel Talbot," answered Waver-
ley, " to speak of any plan which turns on my deserting an
enterprise in which I may have engaged hastily, but certainly
voluntarily, and with the purpose of abidmg the issue."

" Well, " said Colonel Talbot, smiling, " leave me my
thoughts and hopes at least at liberty, if not my speech.
But have you never examined your mysterious packet?"

"It is in my baggage," replied Edward: "we shall find it
in Edinburgh."

In Edinburgh they soon arrived. Waverley's quarters had
been assigned to him, by the Prince's express orders, in a
handsome lodging, where there was accommodation for Colo-
nel Talbot. His first business was to examine his portman-
teau, and^ after a very short search, out tumbled the expected
packet. "Waverley opened it eagerly. Under a blank cover,
simply addressed to E. Waverley, Esq., he found a number
of open letters. The uppermost were two from Colonel Gar-
diner addressed to himself. The earliest in date was a kind
and gentle remonstrance for neglect of the writer's advice re-
specting the disposal of his tinie during his leave of absence,
the renewal of whi(;li, he reminded Captain Waverley, would
speedily expire. "Indeed," the letter proceeded, "had it
been otherwise, the news from abroad and my instructions
from the War Office must have compelled me to recall it, as
there is great danger, since the disaster in Flanders, both of
foreign invasion and insurrection among tlie disaffected at
home. I therefore entreat you will rei)air as soon as possible
to the headquarters of the regiment j and I am concerned to
add that this is still the more necessary as there is some dis-
content in your trooj), and I ]K)Htp()ne inquiry into particulars
until I can havo tlio advantage of your assistan(!e."

The second letter, dated eight days lat(M-, was in such a
style as might have been expected from the Colonel's receiv-
ing no answer to the first. It reminded Waverley of his duty
as a man of honour, an officer, and a Iiritr)n ; tof)k notice of
the increasing dissatisfar-.tion of his men, and that some of
them had been heard U> hint that tlieir Cai)tain encouraged
and approved of their mutinous behaviour; and, finally, the

370 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

writer expressed the utmost regret and surprise tliat he had
not obeyed his commands by repairing to headquarters, re-
minded him that his leave of absence had been recalled, and
conjured liim, in a style in which paternal remonstrance was
mingled with military authority, to redeem his error by im-
mediately joinuig his regiment. "That I maybe certain,"
concluded the letter, "that this actually reaches you, I de-
spatch it by Corporal Tims of your troop, with orders to
deliver it into your own hand."

Upon reading these letters Waverley, with great bitterness
of feeling, was compelled to make the avie7ide honorable to the
memory of the brave and excellent writer ; for surely, as Colo-
nel Gardiner must have had every reason to conclude they
had come safely to hand, less could not follow, on their being
neglected, than that third and final summons, which Waverley
actually received at Glennaquoich, though too late to obey it.
And his being superseded, in consequence of his apparent neg-
lect of this last command, was so far from being a harsh or
severe proceeding, that it was plainly inevitable. The next
letter he unfolded was from the major of the regiment, ac-
q^uainting him that a report to the disadvantage of his reputa-
tion was public in the country, stating, that one Mr. Falconer
of Ballihopple, or some such name, had proposed in his pres-
ence a treasonable toast, which he permitted to pass m silence,
although it was so gross an affront to the royal family that a
gentleman in company, not remarkable for his zeal for govern-
ment, had nevertheless taken the matter up, and that, suppos-
ing the account true. Captain Waverley had thus suffered an-
other, comparatively unconcerned, to resent an affront directed
against him personally as an officer, and to go out with the
person by Avhom it was offered. The major concluded that
no one of Captain Waverley 's brother officers could believe
this scandalous story, but that it was necessarily their joint
oj)inion that his own honour, equally with that of the regi-
ment, depended upon its being instantly contradicted by hia
authority, etc. etc. etc.

"What do you think of all this?" said Colonel Talbot, to
whom Waverley handed the letters after he had perused them.

WAVERLEY. 371

"Think! it renders thought impossible. It is enough to
drive me mad."

" Be calm, my young friend ; let us see what are these dirty
scrawls that follow."

The fii-st was addressed, "For Master W. Ruffin, These. "^
— " Dear sur, sum of our yong gulpins will not bite, thof I
tuold them you shoed me the squoire's own seel. But Tims
will deliver you the letters as desired, and tell ould Addem ho
gave them to squoir's hond, as to be sure yours is the same,
and shall be ready for signal, and hoy for Hoy Church and
Sachefrel, as fadur sings at harvest-whome.

"Yours, deer Sur,

" 11. H.

" Poscriff. — Do'e tell squoire we longs to heer from him, and
has dootings about his not writing himself, and Lifetenaut
Bottler is smoky."

" This Ruffin, I suppose, then, is your Donald of the Cav-
ern, who has intercepted your letters, and carried on a corre-
spondence with the poor devil Houghton, as if under your
autliority?"

" It seems too true. But who can Addem be?"

" Possibly Adam, for poor Gardiner, a sort of pun on his
name."

The other letters were to the same pui7)Oso ; and thoy soon
rpcpived yet more complete light uprm Donald Bean's machi-
nations.

John Hodges, one of Wavorley's servants, who liad re-
mained with the regiment and had been taken at Preston, now
made liis apjwaranc.e. He liad sought out liis master witli the
pui^KjKo of agaiii entering liis Hcvvica. Frftui this fc^llow tliey
It-anicd that .some time iiiU;v Wavcrley had gone from the
headquarters of the regiment, a pedlar, called Rutliven, Ruffin,
or Rivane, known among the soldiers by the name of Wily
Will, had made frequent visits to the town of Dundee. Tie
appeared to jiossess ph^nty of money, sold his comnioditie8
very eheaj), seemed always willing lo treat his friends at the
ale-house, and easily ingratiated himself with many of Wa-

372 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

veiiey's troop, particularly Sergeant Houghton and one Tims,
also a non-comiuissioued officer. To these he unfolded, in
Waverley's name, a plan for leaving the regiment and join-
ing Lim in the Highlands, where report said the clans had al-
ready taken arms in great numbers. The men, who had been
educated as Jacobites, as far as they had any opinion at all,
and who knew their landlord, Sir Everard, had always been
supposed to hold such tenets, easily fell into the snare. That
Waverley was at a distance in the Highlands was received as
a sufficient excuse for transmitting his letters through the
medium of the pedlar; and the sight of his well-known seal
seemed to authenticate the negotiations in his name, where
writing might have been dangerous. The cabal, however,
began to take air, from the premature mutinous language of
those concerned. Wily "Will justified his appellative; for,
after suspicion arose, he was seen no more. When the Ga-
zette appeared in which Waverley was superseded, great part
of his troop broke out into actual mutiny, but were surrounded
and disarmed by the rest of the regiment. In consequence of
the sentence of a court-martial, Houghton and Tims were
condemned to be shot, but afterwards permitted to cast lots
for life. Houghton, the survivor, showed much penitence,
being convinced, from the rebukes and explanations of Colonel
Gardiner, that he had really engaged in a very heinous crime.
It is remarkable that, as soon as the poor fellow was satisfied
of this, he became also convinced that the instigator had acted
without authority fiom Edward, saying, " If it was dishonour-
able and against Old England, the squire could know nought
about it; he never did, or thought to do, anything dishonour-
able, no more didn't Sir Everard, nor none of them afore him,
and in that belief he would live and die that Euffin had done
it all of his own head."

The strength of conviction with which he expressed himself
upon this suljject, as well as his assurances that the letters
intended for Waverley had been delivered to Ruthven, made
that revolution in Colonel Gardiner's opinion which he ex-
pressed to Talbot.

The reader has long since understood that Donald Bean

WAVERLEY. 373

Lean played the part of tempter on this occasion. His mo-
tives were shortly these. Of an active and intriguing spirit,
he had been long employed as a subaltern agent and spy by
those in the confidence of the Chevalier, to an extent beyond
what was suspected even by Fergus Mac-Ivor, whom, though
obliged to him for protection, he regarded with fear and dis-
like. To success in this political department he naturally
looked for raising himself by some bold stroke above his pres-
ent hazardous and precarious trade of rapine. He was par-
ticularly employed in learning the strength of the regiments in.
Scotland, the character of the officers, etc., and had long had
his eye upon "Waverley's troop as open to temptation. Donald
even believed that Waverley himself was at bottom in the
Stuart interest, which seemed confirmed by his long visit to
the Jacobite Baron of Bradwardine. When, therefore, he
came to his cave with one of Glennaquoich's attendants, the
rol)ljer, who could never appreciate his real motive, which
was mere curiosity, was so sanguine as to hope that his owa
talents were to be emj^loyed in some intrigue of consequence,
under the auspices of tliis wealthy young Ji^nglisliman. Nor
was he undeceived by Waverley's neglecting all hints and
openings afforded for explanation. His conduct j)assed for
jjnulent reserve, and somcwliat piqued Donald Jiean, who,
Bujjposing himself left out of a secret where confidence prom-
ised to bo advantageous, determined to have his sliare in the
drama, whether a regular part were assigned him or not. l^)r
tliis purj)Ose during Waverley's sleep he possessed himself of
his seal, as a t<jken to be used Uj any of the troopers whom he
might discover to be possessed of the ca])tain's confidence.
His first journey to Dundj^e^ the town where the regiment was
quartered, undeceived him in his oi-iginal supposition, but
opened to liim a new field of action. Me knew there would
b«^ no service so well rewarded by the friends of tlio (Chevalier
as seducing a part of the regular army to his standard. I'Vjr
this purpose he OT^ened the machinations with which the
reader is already at-rpiainted, and whieh form a clue to all the
intricacies and obscurities f)f the narrative previous to War
verley's leaving Glenna<iuoich.

874 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

By Colonel Talbot's advice, Waverley declined detaining in
his service the lad whose evidence had thrown additional light
on these intrigues. He represented to hiin, that it would be
doing the man an injury to engage him in a desperate under-
taking, and that, whatever should happen, his evidence would
go some length at least in explaining the circumstances under
which Waverley himself had embarked in it. Waverley there-
fore wrote a short state of what had happened to his uncle and
his father, cautioning them, however, in the present circum-
stances, not to attempt to answer his letter. Talbot then gave
the young man a letter to the commander of one of the Eng-
lish vessels of war cruising in the frith, requesting him to
put the bearer ashore at Berwick, with a pass to proceed to

• shire. He was then furnished with money to make an

expeditious journey, and directed to get on board the ship
by means of bribing a fishing-boat, which, as they afterwards
learned, he easily effected.

Tired of the attendance of Galium Beg, who, he thought,
had some disposition to act as a spy on his motions, Waverley
hired as a servant a simple Edinburgh swain, who had mounted
the white cockade in a fit of spleen and jealousy, because
Jenny Jop had danced a whole night with Corporal Bullock
of the Fusileers.

CHAPTER LII.

INTRIGUES OF SOCIETY AND LOVE.

Colonel Talbot became more kindly in his demeanour
towards Waverley after the confidence he had reposed in him,
and, as they were necessarily much together, the character of
the Colonel rose in Waverley's estimation. There seemed at
first something harsh in his strong expressions of dislike and
censure, although no one was in the general case more open to
conviction. The habit of authority had also given his man-
ners 8ome peremptory hardness, notwithstanding the polish
which they had received from his intimate acquaintance with

WAYERLEY. 375

the higher circles. As a specimen of the military character,
he differed from all whom Waverley had as yet seen. The
soldiership of the Baron of Bradwardine was marked by ped-
antry; that of Major Melville by a sort of martinet attention
to the minutiae and technicalities of discipline, rather suitable
to one who was to manoeu^Te a battalion than to him who was
to command an army; the military spirit of Fergus was so
much warped and blended with his plans and political vieAvs,
that it was less that of a soldier than of a petty sovereign.
But Colonel Talbot was in every point the English soldier.
His whole soul was devoted to the service of his king and
country, without feeling any pride in knowing the theory of
his art with the Baron, or its practical minutiae with the
Major, or in applying his science to his own particular plans
of ambition, like the Chieftain of Glennaquoich. Added to
this, he was a man of extended knowledge and cultivated
taste, although strongly tinged, as we have already observed,
with those prejudices which are peculiarly English.

The character of Colonel Talbot dawned upon Edward by
degrees; for the delay of the Highlanders in the fruitless
siege of Edinburgh Castle occupied several weeks, during
wliidi Waverley liad little to do excepting to seek such
amusement as society afforded. He would willingly have
persuaded his new friend to become acquainted with some of
his former intimates. V>nt the Colonel, after one or two visits,
shook his head, and declined farther experiment. Indeed he
went farther, and characterised the Baton as the most intolei*-
able f<>rnial pi'dant lie had ever liiid the misfortune to meet
with, and the C'hief of Glennaqiioich as a Erenchified Scotch-
man, j-Kjssessing all the cimning and phiusibility of the nation
where he was educatf^d, with tlio proud, vindictive, and tur-
bulent humour of that of his birth. " If tlie devil," lie said,
" had songht out an agent expressly for the purpose of em-
broiling this miserable country, I do not think he Cfuild find
a better than such a fellow as this, whose temjier seems equally
active, 8uj)ple, and mischievous, and who is followed, and im-
])licit.ly obfyod, >ty n gnng of such cut-throats as those whom
you are pleased to admiie so much."

376 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

The ladies of the party did not escape his censure. He al-
lowed that Flora Mac-Ivor was a fine woman, and Rose lirad-
wardine a pretty girl. But he alleged that the former de-
stroyed the effect of her beauty by an affectation of the grand
airs which she had probably seen practised in the mock court
of St. Germains. As for Rose Bradwardine, he said it was
impossible for any mortal to admire such a little uninformed
thing, whose small portion of education was as ill adapted to
her sex or youth as if she had appeared with one of her fa-
ther's old campaign-coats upon her person for her sole gar-
ment. Now much of this was mere spleen and prejudice in
the excellent Colonel, with whom the white cockade on the
breast, the white rose in the hair, and the Mae at the begin-
ning of a name would have made a devil out of an angel ; and
indeed he himself jocularly allowed that he could not have
endured Venus herself if she had been announced in a draw-
ing-room by the name of Miss Mac-Jupiter.

Waverley, it may easily be believed, looked upon these
young ladies with very different eyes. During the period of
the siege he paid them almost daily visits, although he ob-
served with regret that his suit made as little progress in the
affections of the former as the arms of the Chevalier in sub-
duing the fortress. She maintained with rigour the rule
she had laid down of treating him with indifference, without
either affe(jting to avoid him or to shun intercourse with him.
Every word, every look, was strictly regulated to accord with
her system, and neither the dejection of Waverley nor the
anger which Fergus scarcely sui)pressed could extend Flora's
attention to Edward beyond that which the most ordinary
politeness demanded. On the other hand, Rose Bradwardine
gradually rose in Waverley 's opinion. He had several oppor-
tunities of remarking that, as her extreme timidity wore off,
her manners assumed a higher character ; that the agitating
oircumstances of the stormy time seemed to call forth a certain
dignity of feelmg and expression which he had not formerly
observed; and that she omitted no opportunity within her
reach to extend her knowledge and refine her taste.

Flora Mac-Ivor called Rose her pupil, and was attentive to

WAVERLEY 377

assist her in her studies, and to fashion both her tastes and
understanding. It might have been remarked by a very close
observer that in the presence of Waverley she was much more
desirous to exhibit her friend's excellences than her own.
But 1 must request of the reader to suppose that this kind and
disinterested purpose was concealed by the most cautious deli-
cacy, studiously shunning the most distant approach to affec-
tation. So that it was as unlike the usual exhibition of one
pretty woman affectmg to i^roner another as the friendship of
David and Jonathan might be to the intimacy of two Bond
Street loungers. The fact is that, though the effect was felt,
the cause could hardly be observed. Each of the ladies, like
two excellent actresses, were perfect in their parts, and per-
formed them to the delight of the audience; and such being
the case, it was almost imi)ossible to discover that the elder
constantly ceded to her friend that which was most suitable
to her talents.

But to Waverley Rose Bradwardine posssessed an attraction
which few men can resist, from the marked interest which she
took in everything tliat affected him. She was too young and
t(JO inexperienced to estimate the full force of the constant at-
tention which slie paid to him. Her father was too abstract-
edly immersed in learned and military discussions to observe
her partiality, and Flora Mac-Ivor did not alarm her by re-
monstrance, because she saw in this line of conduct the most
pro])able chance of Ikt frien<i securing at length a return of
affec'tion.

The truth is, that in her first conversation after their meet-
ing liose had discovered tlie state of licr mind to that acute
an«l intelligent friend, alth(Migh slie w;is not lierself awaie of
it. Kroui that time I'lora w.'us not only determined ui)on the
final rejection of Waverley's addresses, but became anxious
that they should, if possible, be transferred to her friend.
Nor was she less interested in this plan, though her brotlier
had from time to time talked, as between jest and earnest, of
paying his suit to Miss ]'>radwardine. She knew tliat Fergus
had tlie true continental latitude of o])inion reH|)pcting the in-
stitution of marriage, and would not have given his hand to

378 WAVERLET NOVELS.

an angel unless for the purpose of strengthening his alliances
and inereasmg his influence and wealth. The Baron's whim
of transferring his estate to the distant heir-male, instead of
his ovn\ daughter, was therefore likely to be an insurmount-
able obstacle to his entertaining any serious thoughts of Rose
l^radwardine. Indeed, Fergus's brain was a perpetual work-
shop of scheme and intrigue, of every possible kind and de-
scription ; while, like many a mechanic of more ingenuity
than steadiness, he would often unexpectedly, and without
any apparent motive, abandon one plan and go earnestly
to work upon another, which was either fresh from the
forge of his imagination or had at some former period been
flung aside half finished. It was therefore often diflicult
to guess what line of conduct he might adopt wpon any given
occasion.

Although Flora was sincerely attached to her brother, whose
high energies might indeed have commanded her admiration
even without the ties which bound them together, she was by
no means blind to his faults, which she considered as danger-
ous to the hopes of any woman who should found her ideas o£
a happy marriage in the peaceful enjoyment of domestic so-
ciety and the exchange of mutual and engrossing affection.
The real disposition of Waverley, on the other hand, notwith-
standing his dreams of tented fields and militaiy honour,
seemed exclusively domestic. He asked and received no share
in the busy scenes which were constantly going on around
him, and was rather annoyed than interested by the discus-
sion of contending claims, rights, and interests which often
passed in his presence. All this pointed him out as the ])er-
son foi-med to make happy a 8j)irit like that of Rose, which
corresponded with his own.

8he remarked this point in Waverley's character one day
while she sat with Miss Bradwardine. " His genius and ele-
gant taste," answered Rose, "cannot be interested in such
trifling discussions. What is it to him, for example, whether
the Chief of the Macindalaghers, who has brought out only
fifty men, should be a colonel or a captain? and how could
Mr. Waverley be supposed to interest himself in the violent

WAVERLEY. 379

altercation between your brother and young Corrinaschian
whether the post of honour is due to the eldest cadet of a clan
or the yoimgest?"

*' My dear Eose, if he were the hero you suppose him he
would interest himself in these matters, not indeed as impor-
tant in themselves, but for the purpose of mediating between
the ardent spirits who actually do make them the subject of
discord. You saw when Corrinaschian raised his voice in
great passion, and laid his hand upon his sword, Waverley
lifted his head as if he had just awaked from a dream, and
asked with great composure what the matter was."

" Well, and did not the laughter they fell into at his ab-
sence of mind serve better to break off the dispute than any-
thing he could have said to them?"

"True, my dear," answered Flora; "but not quite so cred-
itably for Waverley as if he had brought them to their senses
by force of reason."

" Would you have him peacemaker general between all the
gunpowder Highlanders in the army? I beg your pardon,
Flora, your brother, you know, is out of the question ; he has
more sense than half of tliem. lint can you think the tierce,
hot, furious sjjirits of whose brawls we see much and hear
more, and who terrify me out of my life every day in the
world, are at all to be compared with Waverley?"

*' 1 do not compare him with those uneducated men, my
dear Rose. I only lament that, with his talents and genius,
he does not assume that pla<!e in so(;iety for which they emi-
nently fit him, and that lie does not lend their full impulses to
the noble cause in which he has enlisted. Are there not Lo-

chiel, and I* , and M , and (J , all men of tho

higliest education as well as the first talents, — why will lio
not stoop like them to be alive and useful? I often l)elievo
his zeal is frozen by that proud cold-blooded Englishman
whom lie now lives with so much."

"Colonel Tallx)t? he is a very disagreeable person, to be
sore. lie looks as if lie thought w) Scottish woman worth
the trouble of handing her a cup of tea. 13ut Waverley is so
gentle, so well informed "

380 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

"Yes," said Flora, smiling, "he can admire the moon and
quote a stanza from Tasso. "

" Besides, you know liow he fought," added Miss Bradwar-
dine.

"For mere fighting," answered Flora, "I believe all men
(that is, who deserve the name) are pretty much alike} there
is generally more courage required to run away. They have
besides, when confronted with each other, a certain instinct
for strife, as we see in other male animals, such as dogs, bulls,
and so forth. But high and perilous enterprise is not AVaver-
ley's forte. He would never have been his celebrated ancestor
Sir Nigel, but only Sir Nigers eulogist and poet. I will tell
you where he will be at home, my dear, and in his place — in
the quiet circle of domestic happiness, lettered indolence, and
elegant enjoyments of Waverley-Honour. And he will refit
the old library in the most exquisite Gothic taste, and garnish
its shelves with the rarest and most valuable volumes; and he
will draw j^lans and landscapes, and write verses, and rear
temples, and dig gi'ottoes; and he will stand in a clear sum-
mer night in the colonnade before the hall, and gaze on the
deer as they stray in the moonlight, or lie shadowed by the
boughs of the huge old fantastic oaks; and he will repeat
verses to his beautiful wife, who will hang upon his arm; —
and he will be a happy man."

And she will be a happy woman, thought poor Rose. But
she only sighed and di-opped the conversation.

CHAPTER LIII.

FERGUS A SUITOR

Waverley had, indeed, as he looked closer into the state
of the Chevalier's court, less reason to be satisfied with it.
It contained, as they say an acorn includes all the ramifica-
tions of the future oak, as many seeds of tracasserte and
intrigue as might have done honour to the court of a large em-

WAVERLEY. 381

pire. Every person of consequence had some separate object,
which he pursued with a fury that Waverley considered as al-
together disproportioned to its importance. Almost all had
their reasons for discontent, although the most legitimate was
that of the worthy old Baron, who was only distressed on
accoimt of the common cause.

" V\'(i shall hardly," said he one morning to Waverley when
they had been viewing the Castle — " we shall hardly gain the
obsidional crown, which you wot well was made of the roots
or grain which takes root within the place besieged, or it may
be of the herb woodbine, parietaria, or pellitory ; we shall not,
I say, gain it by this same blockade or leaguer of Edinburgh
Castle." For this opinion he gave most learned and satisfac-
tory reasons, that the reader may not care to hear repeated.

Having escaped from the old gentleman, Waverley went to
Fergus's lodgings by appointment, to await his return from
Holyrood House. " I am to have a particular audience to-
morrow," said Fergus to ^Vaverley overnight, "and you must
meet me to wish me joy of the succciia which I securely anti-
cipate."

The morrow came, and in the Chief's apartment he found
Ensign iMa('(;oml)i(t]i waiting to nialvo rcpoi't of his turn of duty
in a sort of ditch wliich they liad dug across tlie Ca.stle-liill
and callt'd a trench. In a short time the Chief's voice was
heard on the stair in a tone of impatient fury: "Callum!
why, Callum Beg! Diaoul!" He entered the room with all
the marks of a man agitated by a towering ])asKion; and tliere
wer(' few ujjon whose features rage produced a more violent
efFeet. The veins of his forehead swelled when he was in
such agitation; his nostril ])ecame dilated; his cheek and eye
inflanied; and his look that of a demoniac. Tliese aijjiear-
anr-es of half-suj)pressed rage were tlie more frightfid l)e('aus(;
they were ol)viously caused l)y a strung elTort to temper with
discretion an almost ungovernal)lo ])aroxysm of passion, and
resulted from an internal conflict of the most dreadful kind,
which agitated his whole frame of mortality.

As he entered the apartment he nnl)uckle(l liis liroadsword,
and throwing it down with such violence that the weap<m

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rolled to the other eud of the room, " I know not what, " he
exclaimed, " withholds me from taking a solemn oath that I
•will never more draw it in his cause. Load my pistols, Cal-
lum, and bring them hither instantly — instantly!" Galium,
whom nothing ever startled, dismayed, or disconcerted, obeyed
very coolly. Evan Dhu, upon whose brow the suspicion that
his Chief had been insulted called up a corresponding storm,
swelled in sullen silence, awaiting to leai-n where or upon
whom vengeance was to descend.

" So, Waverley, you are there, " said the Chief, after a mo-
ment's recollection. " Yes, I remember I asked you to share
my triumph, and you have come to witness my — disappoint-
ment we shall call it." Evan now presented the written re
jjort he had in his hand, which Fergus threw from him with
great passion. " I wish to God," he said, " the old den would
tumble down upon the heads of the fools who attack and the
knaves who defend it! I see, Waverley, you think I am
mad. Leave us, Evan, but be within call. "

"The Colonel's in an imco kippage," said Mrs. Flockhaxt
to Evan as he descended; " I wish he may be weel, — the very
veins on his brent brow are swelled like whip-cord ; wad he no
tak something?"

" He usually lets blood for these fits, " answered the High-
land ancient with great composui-e.

"WTien this officer left the room, the Chieftain gradually re-
assumed some degree of composure. " I know, Waverley, " he
said, "that Colonel Talbot has persuaded you to curse ten
times a-day your engagement Avith us ; nay, never deny it, for
I am at this moment tempted to curse my own. Would you
believe it, I made this very morning two suits to the Pruice,
and he has rejected them both; what do you thuik of it?"

" What can I think," answered Waverley, " till I know what
your requests were?"

"Why, wliat signifies what they were, man? I tell you it
was I that made them — I to whom he owes more than to any
three who have joined the standard; for I negotiated the
whole business, and brought in all the Perthshire men when
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anything very tmreasonable, and if I did, they might hare
stretched a point. Well, but you shall know all, now that I
can di-aw my breath again with some freedom. You rememter
my earl's patent; it is dated some years back, for services
then rendered; and certainly my merit has not been dimin-
ished, to say the least, by my subsequent behaviour. Now,
sir, I value this bauble of a coronet as little as you can, or
any philosopher on earth ; for I hold that the chief of such a
clan as the Sliochd nan Ivor is superior in rank to any earl iu
Scotland. But I had a particular reason for assuming this
cursed title at this time. You must know that I learned acci-
dentally that the Prince has been pressing that old foolish
Baron of Bradwardine to disinherit hia male heir, or nine-
teenth or twentieth cousin, who has taken a command iu the
Elector of Hanover's militia, and to settle his estate upon
your pretty little friend Eose ; and this, as being the com-
mand of his king and overlord, who may alter the destination
of a lief at pleasure, the old gentleman seems well recon-
ciled to."

" And what becomes of the homage?"

"Curse the homage! I believe Rose is to pull off the
queen's slipper on her coronation-day, or some such trash.
"Well, sir, as Koso Bradwardine would always have made a
suitable match for me but for this idiotical predilection of her
father for the heir-male, it occurred to me there now remained
no obstacle luiless that the Baron might expeiit his daughter's
husband to take the name of Bradwardine ('whieh yf)U know
would 1)0 iuipossildo in my case), and tliat tliis iniglit bo
evaded ])y my assuming the title to Avhich I hiid so good a
right, and which, of course, would supersede that dilHculty.
If she was to })e also Viscxjuntess Bradwardine in lier own
riglit after her father's demise, 80 much tlio better; I could
have no objectiftn."

" But, Fergus," said Waverley, " T had no idea that you had
any affection for Miss Bradwardine, and you are always sneer-
ing at her father."

" r have H»s innch ;ifTef'tir)n for Miss Bradwardine, my good
friend, as I think it necessary to have for the future mistress
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of my family and the mother of my children. She is a very
pretty, intelligeut girl, and is certainly of one of the very lirst
Lowland families} and, with a little of Flora's instructions
and forming, will make a very good figure. As to her father,
he is an original, it is true, and an absurd one enough; but
he has given such severe lessons to Sir Hew Halbert, that
dear defunct the Laird of Balmawhapple, and others, that no-
body dare laugh at him, so his absurdity goes for nothing. I
tell you there could have been no earthly objection — none. I
had settled the thing entirely in my own mind. "

**But had you asked the Baron's consent," said Waverley,
"or Rose's?"

'' To what purpose? To have spoke to the Baron before I
had assumed my title would have only provoked a premature
and irritating discussion on the subject of the change of name,
when, as Earl of Glennaquoich, I had only to propose to him
to carry his d — d bear and boot -jack party per pale, or in a
scutcheon of pretence, or in a separate shield perhaps — any
way that would not blemish my own coat of arms. And as to
Kose, I don't see what objection she could have made if het
father was satisfied. "

" Perhaps the same that your sister makes to me, you being
satisfied. "

Fergus gave a broad stare at the comparison which this sup-
position implied, but cautiously suppressed the answer which
rose to his tongue. " Oh, we should easily have arranged all
that. So, sir, I craved a private interview, and this morning
was assigned; and I asked you to meet me here, thinking, like
a foul, that I should want your countenance as bride's-man.
Well, I state my pretensions — they are not denied; the prom
ises so repeatedly made and the patent granted — they are ac
knowledged. But I propose, as a natural consequence, to as
sume the rank which the patent bestowed. I have the old

story of the jealousy of C and M trumpt up against

me. I resist this pretext, and offer to procure their written
acquiescence, in virtue of the date of my patent as prior to
their sdly claims; I assure you I would have had such a con-
sent from them, if it had been at the point of the sword.

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And then out comes the real truth; and he dares to tell me to
my face that my patent must be suppressed for the present,
for fear of disgusting that rascally coward wa^ faineant (nam-
ing the rival chief of his own clan), who has no better title to
be a chieftain than I to be Emperor of China, and who is
pleased to shelter his dastardly reluctance to come out, agree-
able to his promise twenty times pledged, under a pretended
jealousy of the Prince's partiality to me. And, to leave this
miserable driveller without a pretence for his cowardice, the
Prince asks it as a personal favour of me, forsooth, not to
press my just and reasonable request at this moment. After
this, put your faith in princes!"

" And did your audience end here?"

" End? Oh no ! I was determined to leave him no pretence
for his ingratitude, and I therefore stated, with all the com-
posure I could muster — for I promise you I trembled with pas-
sion,— the particular reasons 1 had for wishing that his Royal
Highness would impose upon me any other mode of exhibiting
my duty and devotion, as my views in life made what at any
other time would have been a mere trifle at this crisis a severe
sacrifice; and then I explained to him my full plan."

" And what did the Prhice answer. ?"

"Answer? wliy — it is well it is written, 'Curse not the
king, no, not in thy thought!'. — why, he answered that tndy
he was glad I luid made him my confidant, to prevent more
grievous diHa])p«jintment, for he could assure me, upon the
word (»f a prince, that Miss P.radwardinc's affections were en-
gaged, and lie was under a particular ])roniiso to favour them.
*ao, my dear Fergus,' said he, with his most gracious cast
of smile, 'as the niaiTiage is utterly out of question, there
ne*'d he no hurry, you know, al)out the earldom.' And so ho
glided off and left nie ^lUmfi /a."

"And what did you do?"

" I'll tell you what I ca>uUI have done at that moment — sold
myself to the devil or the Elector, whichever offered the dear-
est revenge. Hf)wever, f am now cool. I know he intends
to marry her to some of his ra.scally Fronchmon or his Irish
ofi&cers, but I will watch them close; aud let the man that

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would supplant me look well to himself. Bisogna coprirsi^

After some further conversation, unnecessary to be detailed,
Waverley took leave of the Chieftain, whose fury had now
subsided mto a deep and strong desire of vengeance, and re-
turned home, scarce able to analyse the mixture of feelings
which the narrative had awakened in his own bosom.

CHAPTER LIV.

"to one thing constant never."

" I AM the very child of caprice, " said Waverley to himself^
as he bolted the door of his apartment and paced it with hasty
steps. " What is it to me that Fergus Mac-Ivor should wish
to marry Eose Bradwardine? I love her not; 1 might have
been loved by her perhaps; but I rejected her simple, natural,
and affecting attachment, instead of cherishing it into tender-
ness, and dedicated myself to one who will never love mortal
man, unless old Warwick, the King-maker, should arise from
the dead. The Baron too — I would not have cared about his
estate, and so the name would have been no stumbling-bloc^k.
The devil might have taken the barren moors and drawn off
the royal califfce for anything I would have minded. But,
framed as she is for domestic affection and tenderness, for
giving and receiving all those kind and quiet attentions which
sweeten life to those who pass it together, she is sought by
Fergus Mac-Ivor. He will not use her ill, to be sure; of that
he is incapable. But he will neglect her after the first month;
he will be too intent on subduing some rival chieftain or cir-
cumventing some favourite at court, on gaining some heathy
hill and lake or adding to his bands some new troop of cat-
erans, to inquire what she does, or how she amuses herself.

And then will canker sorrow eat lier bud,
And chase the native beauty from her cheek;
And she will look as hollow as a ghost,
And dim and meagre as an ague fit,
And so she'll die.

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And such a catastrophe of the most gentle creature on earth
might have been prevented if Mr. Edward Waverley had had
his eyes ! Upon my word, I cannot understand how I thought
Flora so much, that is, so rery much, handsomer than Rose.
She is taller indeed, and her manner more formed ; but many
people think Miss Bradwardine's more natural; and she is
certainly much younger. I should think Flora is two years
older than I am. I will look at them particularly this even-
ing."

And with this resolution Waverley went to drink tea (as
the fashion was Sixty Years since) at the house of a lady of
quality attached to the cause of the Chevalier, where he foimd,
as he expected, both the ladies. All rose as he entered, but
Flora immediately resumed her place and the conversation in
which she was engaged. Rose, on the contrary, almost im-
perceptibly made a little way in the crowded circle for his ad-
vancing tlie c(jrner of a chair. "Her manner, upon the whole,
is most engaging," said Waverley to himself.

A dispute occurred whether tlie Gaelic or Italian language
•was most liquid, and best adapted for poetry; the opinion for
the Gaelic, which probably might not have found supporters
elsewhere, was here fiercely defended by seven Highland
ladies, wlio talked at the top of their lungs, and screamed tho
company dpaf with examjjles of Celtic euphonia. Flora, ob-
serving the Lowland ladies sneer at the comparison, produced
some reasons to show that it was not altogether so absurd; but
Rose, when asked for h»'r o])inion, gave it with aninuition in
praise of Italian, which slie had studied witli Wavorley's
a.«)flistaiire. " She has a more correct ear than I'lora, thougli a
less nffomi)lished musician," said Waverley to himself. "I
flupp)se Miss Ma<^!-Ivor will next compare Mac-Murrough nan
Fonn to Arifisto!"

La.Htly, it so befell tliat tho company differed wliether Fer-
gus sliould be asked to perform on the flute, at which ho was
an adejit, or Waverley invited to read a play of Shakspeare;
and the lady of the house good-humouredly undertook to col-
lect the vfites of the company for poetry or music, under the
condition that the gentleman whoso talents woro not laid under

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contribution that evening should contribute them to enliven
the next. It chanced that Rose had the casting vote. Now
Flora, who seemed to impose it as a rule upon herself never to
countenance any proposal which might seem to encourage Wa-
verley, had voted for music, providing the Baron would take
his violin to accompany Fergus. " I wish you joy of your
taste, Miss Mac-Ivor," thought Edward, as they sought for
his l>ook. " I thought it better when we were at Glenna-
quoich; but certainly the liaron is no great performer, and
Shakspeare is worth listening to."

" Romeo and Juliet" was selected, and Edward read with
taste, feeling, and spirit several scenes from that play. ALL
the company applauded with their hands, and many with their
tears. Flora, to whom the drama was well known, was among
the former; Rose, to whom it was altogether new, belonged
to the latter class of admirers. *' She has more feeling too, "
said Waverley, internally.

The conversation turning upon the incidents of the play and
upon the characters, Fergus declared that the only one worth
naming, as a man of fashion and spirit, was Mercutio. " I
could not, " he said, " quite follow all his old-fashioned wit,
but he must have been a very pretty fellow, according to the
ideas of his time."

"And it was a shame," said Ensign Maccombich, who
usually followed his Colonel everywhere, "for that Tib-
bert, or Taggart, or whatever was his name, to stick him
under the other gentleman's arm while he was redding the
fray."

The ladies, of course, declared loudly in favour of Romeo,
but this opinion did not go undisputed. The mistress of the
house and several other ladies severely reprobated the levity
with which the hero transfers his affections from Rosalind to
Juliet. Flora remained silent until her opinion was repeat-
edly requested, and then answered, she thought the circum-
stance objected to not only reconcilable to nature, but such as
in the highest degree evinced the art of the poet. " Romeo is
described, " said she, " as a young man peculiarly susceptible
of the softer passions ; his love is at first fixed upon a wo-

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man who could afford it uo return ; this he repeatedly tells
you,—

From love's weak, childish bow she lives unharmed ;

and again —

She hath forsworn to love.

Now, as it was impossible that Romeo's love, supposing him
a reasonable being, could continue to subsist without hope,
the poet has, with great art, seized the moment when he was
reduced actually to despair to throw in his way an object more
accomplished than her by whom he had been rejected, and
who is disposed to repay his attachment. I can scarce con-
ceive a situation more calculated to enhance the ardour of
Romeo's affection for eJuliet than his being at once raised by
her from the state of drooping melancholy in which he appears
first upon the scene to the ecstatic state in which he exclaims :

•• — come what sorrow can,

It cannot coiintervail tlie exchange of joy

That one short inoinont gives me in her sight."

" Crood now, Mi.ss Mac-Ivor, " said a young lady of quality,
"do you mean to cheat us out of our prerogative? will you
persuade us love cannot subsist without liope, or that the
lover must become fickle if the lady is cruel? Oh tie! I did
not expect sucli an unHeiitimfiital conclusion."

"A lover, my dear Lady Betty," said Flora, "may, I con-
ceive, persevere in his suit under very discouraging circum-
stances. Affection can (now and then) withstand very severe
8t<^)rni8 of rigour, but not a long ])olar frost of downriglit in-
diffcrnnce. Don't, even with your attraxitions, try the experi-
ment upon any lover whos(^ faith you vahie. Love will Hnl)sist
on wonderfully little hope, but not altogether without it.''

" It will be just like Duncan Mac-(iirdie's mare," said Evan,
"if your ladyshij)3 please; he wanted to use her by degrees to
live without meat, and just as he had put her on a straw a
day the ])Oor thing died!"

Plvan's illustration set the company a-laughing, and the dis-
course took a different turn. Shortly afterwards the party

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broke up, and Edward returned home, musing on what Flora
had said. '' I will love my Kosalind no more," said he; "she
has given me a broad enough hint for that ; and I will speak
to her brother and resign my suit. But for a Juliet — would
it be handsome to interfere with Fergus's pretensions? though
it is impossible they can ever succeed; and should they mis-
carry, what then? why then alors comme alors." And with
this resolution of being guided by circumstances did our hero
commit himself to repose.

CHAPTER LV.

A BRAVE MAN" IN SOKROW.

If my fair readers should be of opinion that my hero's lev-
ity in love is altogether unpardonable, I must remind them that
all his griefs and difficulties did not arise from that senti-
mental source. Even the lyric poet who complains so feel-
ingly of the pains of love could not forget that at the same
time he was "in debt and in drink," which, doubtless, were
great aggravations of his distress. There were, indeed, whole
days in which Waverley thought neither of Flora nor Rose
Bradwardine, but which were spent in melancholy conjectures
on the probable state of matters at Waverley-Honour, and the
dubious issue of the civil contest in which he was pledged.
Colonel Talbot often engaged him in discussions upon the jus-
tice of the cause he had espoused. " Not, " he said, " that it
is possible for you to quit it at this present moment, for, come
what will, you must stand by your rash engagement. But I
wish you to be aware that the right is not with you; that you
are fighting against the real interests of your country; and
that you ought, as an Englisliman and a patriot, to take the
first opportunity to leave this unhappy expedition before the
snowball melts."

In such political disputes Waverley usually opposed the
common arguments of his party, with which it is unnecessary

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to trou!t)le the reader. But he had little to say when the Col-
onel urged him to compare the strength by which they had
undertaken to overthrow the government with that which was
now assembling very rapidly for its support. To this state-
ment Waverley had but one answer : " If the cause I have
undertaken be perilous, there would be the greater disgrace in
abandoning it." And in his turn he generally silenced Colonel
Tallx)t, and succeeded in changing the subject.

One night, when, after a long dispute of this nature, the
friends had separated and our hero had retired to bed, he was
awakened alxjiit midnight by a suppressed groan. He started
up and listened; it came from the apartment of Colonel Tal-
both, which was divided from his own by a wainscotted par-
tition, with a door of communication. Waverley approached
this door and distinctly heard one or two deep-drawn sighs.
What could be the matter? The Colonel had parted from him
apparently in his usual state of spirits. He must ha\'e been
taken suddenly ill. Under this impression he opened the, door
of communication very gently, and perceived the Colonel, in
his night-gown, seated by a table, on which lay a letter and
picture. He raised his head hastily, as Edward stood uncer-
tain whetlier to advance or retire, and Waverley perceived
that Ills cheeks were stained with tears.

As if ashamed at being found giving away to sucli emotion.
Colonel Talb<^)t rose with apparent displeasure, and said, with
some sternness, " I tliink, Mr. Waverley, my own apartment
and the hour miglit have secured even a prisoner against -"

" Do not say infruslov, Colonel 'I'albot; 1 luuird you l)reathe
hard and feared you were ill; that alone could have induced
me to l)r<iak in ui>on you."

" I ani well," said the Colonel, "perfectly well."

" P.ut you are distressed," said Edward; " is there anything
can Iw done?"

"Nothing, Mr. Waverley; I was only thinking of home,
and some unpleasant occurrences there."

"Good Cod, my uncle!" exclaimed Waverley.

"Xo, it is a grif^f entirely my own. 1 am ashamed you
should have seen it disarm me so much ; but it must iiave its

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course at times, that it may be at others more decently sup-
ported. I would have kept it secret from you ; for I think it
will grieve you, and yet you can administer no consolation.
But you have surprised me,— I see you are surprised yourself
• — and I hate mystery. Read that letter. "

The letter was from Colonel Talbot's sister, and in these
words :

" I received yours, my dearest brother, by Hodges. Sir E.
"W. and Mr. R. are still at large, but are not permitted to leave
London. I wish to Heaven I could give you as good an ac-
count of matters in the square. But the news of the unhappy
affair at Preston came upon us, with the dreadful addition
that you were among the fallen. You know Lady Emily's
state of health, when your friendship for Sir E. induced you
to leave her. She was much harassed with the sad accounts
from Scotland of the rebellion having broken out ; but kept
up her spirits, as, she said, it became your wife, and for the
sake of the future heir, so long hoped for in vain. Alas, my
dear brother, these hopes are now ended! Notwithstanding
all my watchful care, this unhappy rumour reached her with-
out preparation. She was taken ill immediately; and the
poor infant scarce survived its birth. Would to God tliis
were all! But although the contradiction of the horrible re-
port by your o^vn letter has greatly revived her spirits, yet
Dr. apprehends, I grieve to say, serious, and even dan-
gerous, consequences to her health, especially from tho un-
certainty in which she must necessarily remain for some time,
aggravated by the ideas she has formed of the ferocity of those
with whom you are a prisoner.

" Do therefore, my dear brother, as soon as this reaches you,
endeavour to gain your release, by parole, by ransom, or any
way that is practicable. I do not exaggerate Lady Emily's
state of health; but I must not — dare not — suppress the
truth. — Ever, my dear Philip, your most affectionate sister,

"Lucy Talbot."

Edward stood motionless when he had perused this letter;
for the conclusion was inevitaole, that, by the Colonel's jour-

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ney in quest of him, he had incurred this heavy calamity. It
was severe enough, even in its irremediable part; for Colonel
Talbot and Lady Emily, long without a family, had fondly
exulted in the hopes which were now blasted. But this dis-
appointment was nothing to the extent of the threatened evil ;
and Edward, with horror, regarded himself as the original
cause of both.

Ere he could collect himself sufficiently to speak, Colonel
Talbot had recovered his usual composure of manner, though
his troubled eye denoted his mental agony.

'' She is a woman, my yomig friend, who may justify even
a soldier's tears." He reached him the miniature, exhibiting
features which fully justified the eulogium; "and yet, God
knows, what you see of her there is the least of the charms
she possesses — possessed, I should perhaps say — but God's
will be done."

" You must fly — you must fly instantly to her relief. It is
not — it shall not be too late."

"Fly? how is it possible? I am a prisoner, upon parole."

" I am your keeper ; I restore your parole ; I am to answer
for you."

" You cannot do so consistently with your duty ; nor can I
accept a discharge from you, with due regard to my own hon-
our; you would be made resiDonsible."

"I will answer it with my head, if necessary," said Wa-
verley impetuously. " I have been tlie unha])py cause of the
loss of your child, make me not tlie murderer of your wife."

"No, my dear Edward," said Tall)ot, taking him kindly by
the hand, "you are in no respect to blame; and if I concealed
this domestic distress for two days, it wfus lest your sensibility
should view it in that light. You could not think of me,
hardly knew of my existence, when I left England in quest of
you. It is a responsibility. Heaven knows, sufficiently heavy
for mort.ality, that we must answer for the foreseen and direct
result of our actions; for their indirect and consequential op-
eration the great and good I'eing, who alone can foresee tha
dependence of human events on each other, hath not pro-
nounced his frail creatuies liable."

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" But that you should have left Lady Emily," said Waver-
ley, Avith much emotion, " in the situation of all others the
most interesting to a husband, to seek a "

'' I uiily did my duty, " answered Colonel Talbot, calmly,
" and I do not, ought not to, regret it. If the path of grati-
tude and honour were always smooth and easy, there would
be little merit in following it ; but it moves often in contra-
diction to our interest and passions, and sometimes to our
l>etter affections. These ai-e the trials of life, and this, though
not the least bitter" (the tears came imbidden to his eyes),
" is not the first which it has been my fate to encounter. But
we will talk of this to-morrow, " he said, wringing Waverley's
hands. " Good-night ; strive to forget it for a few hours. It
will dawn, I think, by six, jind it is now past two. Good-night."

Edward retired, without trusting his voice with a reply.

CHAPTER LVI.

EXERTION.

"Whex Colonel Talbot entered the breakfast-parlour next
morning, he learned from Waverley's servant that uur hero
had been abroad at an early hour and was not yet returned.
The morning was well advanced before he again appeared.
He arrived out of breath, but with an air of joy that aston-
ished Colonel Talbot.

" There, " said he, throwing a paper on the table, " there is
my morning's work, Alick, pack up the Colonel's clothes.
Make haste, make haste."

The Colonel examined the paper with astonishment. It was
a pass from the Chevalier to Colonel Talbot, to repair to
Leith, or any other port in possession of his Hoyal Highness's
troops, and there to embark for England or elsewhere, at his
free pleasure ; he only giving his parole of honour not to bear
arms against the house of Stuart for the space of a twelve-
month.

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*' In the name of God, " said the Colonel, his eyes sparkling
with eagerness, "how did you obtain this?"

" I was at the Chevalier's levee as soon as he usually rises.
He was gone to the camp at Duddingston. I pursued him
thither, asked and obtained an audience — but I will tell you
not a word more, unless I see you begin to pack. "

" Before I know whether I can avail myself of this pass-
port, or how it was obtained?"

" Oh, you can take out the things again, you know, Now I
see you busy, I will go on. When I lirst mentioned your
name, his eyes sparkled almost as bright as yours did two
minutes since. 'Had you,' he earnestly asked, 'shown any
sentiments favourable to his cause?' 'Not in the least, nor
was there any hope you would do so.' His countenance fell.
I requested your freedom. * Imijossible, ' he said; 'your im-
portance as a friend and confidant of such and such person-
ages made my request altogether extravagant.' I told him
jny own story and youis j and asked him to judge what my
feelings must be by liis own. He has a heart, and a kind
one. Colonel Talbot, you may say what you please. He took
a sheet of j)aper and wrote the p;iss with liis own hand. 'I
will not trust myself with my council,' he said; 'they wiU
argue mo out of what is right. I will not endure that a
friend, valued as I value you, should bo loaded with the pain-
ful reflections which must alHict you in case of further misfoi-
tune in Colonel Talbot's family ; nor will I keep a bravo enemy a
prisoner under such circumstances. Besides,' said h<^, 'T think
I can justify myself to my prudent advisers by pleading the
good effect suf^h lenity will produce on the minds of the great
I'^nglisli families with whom C'olonel Talbot is connected.' "

"Then; the ])olitieiau pecqx'd out," said thn ('olonel.

"Well, at least he eoneluded likt^ a king's son : 'Take the
passport; 1 have added a condition for form's sake; but if
the Colonel objects to it, let him depart without giving any
j>arole whatever. T come here to war with men, but not to
distress or endanger women.'"

" Well, T never thought to have been so much uidebted to
the Pretend—"

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*' To the Prince, " said Waverley, smiling.

*' To the Chevalier, " said the Colonel ; " it is a good travel-
ling name, and which we may both freely use. Did he say
anything more?"

" Only asked if there was anything else he could oblige me
in ; and when 1 replied in the negative, he shook me by the
hand, and wished all his followers were as considerate, since
some friends of mine not only asked all he had to bestow, but
many things which were entirely out of his power, or that of
the greatest sovereign upon earth. Indeed, he said, no prince
seemed, in the eyes of his followers, so like the Deity as him-
self, if you were to judge from the extravagant requests which
they daily preferred to him,"

" Poor young gentleman, " said the Colonel, " I suppose he
begins to feel the difficulties of his situation. Well, dear Wa-
verley, this is more than kind, and shall not be forgotten
while Philip Talbot can remember anything. My life— pshaw
—let Emily thank you for that ; this is a favour worthy fifty
lives. I cannot hesitate on giving my parole in the circum-
stances; there it is (he wrote it out in form). And now, how
am I to get off?"

'•'All that is settled; your baggage is packed, my horses
wait, and a boat has been engaged, by the Prince's permis-
sion, to put you on board the 'Fox' frigate. I sent a messenger
down to Leith on purpose."

"That will do excellently weU, Captain Beaver is my par-
ticidar friend ; he will put me ashore at Berwick or Shields,
from whence I can ride post to London; and you must entrust
me with the packet of papers which you recovered by means
of your Miss Bean Lean. I may have an opportunity of using
them to your advantage. But I see your Highland friend,
Glen what do you call his barbarous name? and his or-
derly with him; I must not call him his orderly cut-throat
any more, I suppose. See how he walks as if the world were
his own, with the bonnet on one side of his head and his plaid
puffed out across his breast! I should like now to meet that
youth where my hands were not tied : I would tame his pride,
or he should tame mine."

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"For shame, Colonel Talbot! you Bwell at sight of tartan as
die bull is said to do at scarlet. You and Mac-Ivor have
some points not much unlike, so far as national prejudice if
concerned. "

The latter part of this discourse took place in the street.
They passed the Chief, the Colonel and he sternly and punc-
tiliously greeting each other, like two duellists before they
take their ground. It was evident the dislike was mutuaL
" I never see that surly fellow that dogs his heels, " said the
Colonel, after he had moimted his horse, "but he reminds me
of lines I have somewhere heard — upon the stage, I think :

Close behind him
Stalks suUen Bertram, like a sorcerer's fiend,
Pressing to be employed."

*' I assure you, Colonel, " said Waverley, " that you judge
too harshly of the Highlanders."

'* Not a whit, not a whit; I cannot spare them a jot; I can-
not bate them an nee. Let tliem stay in their own barren
mountains, and puff and swell, and hang their bonnets on the
horns of the moon, if they have a mind ; but what business
have they to como where peojjle wear breeches, and speak aa
intelligihlo language? I mean intelligible in com^nirison to
their gibberish, for even tlie Lowlanders talk a kind of Eng-
lish little better than the Negroes in Jamaica. I could pity

the Pr J I mean the Chevalier himself, for having so many

desperadoes al)out him. And they learn their trade so early.
Thfre is a kind of 8n1)alteru ini[), for exami)le, a soit of suck-
ing devil, whom your friend Glena — Olonainuck tlicro, liaa
sometimes in his train. To look at him, he is about iiftoen
years; but he is a centuiy old in mischief and villainy, lie
was playing at quoits the other day in the court; a gentleman,
a decfiut-looking jicrson enough, came p:ust, .'ind as a quoit hit
his shin, lie lifted his cano; but my young bravo whips out
his pistol, like Beau Clincher in the Trip to the JuhiJeey and
had not a scream of Gnrdez Veau from an upper window set
all parties a-scampenng for fear of the inevitable consequences,
thf poor gpntlf'Tnan would have lost his life by the hands of
that little cockatrice."

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" A fine character you'll give of Scotland upon your return,
Colonel Talbot."

*'0h, Justice Shallow," said the Colonel, "wiUsave me the
trouble — 'Barren, barren, beggars all, beggars all. Marry,
good air,' — and that only when you are fairly out of Edin-
burgh, and not yet come to Leith, as is our case at present."

In a short time they arrived at the seaport.

The boat rock'd at the pier of Leith,
Full loud the wind blew down the ferry;
The ship rode at the Berwick Law.

"Farewell, Colonel; may you find all as you would wish it!
Perhaps we may meet sooner than you expect ; they talk of an
inuuediate route to England."

"Tell me nothing of that," said Talbot; "I wish to carry
no news of your motions."

"Simply, then, adieu. Say, with a thousand kind greet-
ings, aU that is dutiful and affectionate to Sir Everard and
Aunt Rachel. Think of me as kindly as you can, speak of
me as indulgently as your conscience will permit, and once
more adieu. "

" And adieu, my dear Waverley ; many, many thanks for
your kindness. Unplaid yourself on the first opportunity. I
shall ever think on you with gratitude, and the worst of my
censure shall be. Que diahle alloit-il fai',e dans cette galere?^*

And thus they parted, Colonel Talbot going on board of the
boat and Waverley returning to Edinburgh.

CHAPTER LVII.

THE MARCH.

It Is not our purpose to intrude upon the province of his-
tory. We shall therefore ordy remind our readers that al)0ut
the beginning of Kovember the Young Chevalier, at the head
of about six thousand men at the utmost, resolved to peril his
eause on an attempt to penetrate into the centre of England,

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although aware of the mighty preparations whie 1 were made
for his reception. They set forward on this crusade hi weather
■which would have rendered any other troops incapable of
marching, but which in reality gave these active mountahieers
advantages over a less hardy enemy. In defiance of a supe-
rior army lying upon the Borders, imder Field-Mai-shal Wade,
they besieged and took Carlisle, and soon afterwards prose-
cuted their daring march to the southward.

As Colonel Mac-Ivor's regiment marched in the van of the
clans, he and Waverley, who now equalled any Highlander in
the endurance of fatigue, and was become somewhat acquainted
"witli their language, were perpetually at its head. They
marked the progress of the army, however, with very differ-
ent eyes. Fergus, all air and fire, and confident against the
world in arms, measured nothing but that every step was a
yard nearer London. He neither asked, expected, nor de-
sired any aid except that of the clans to place the Stuarts
once more on the throne ; and when by chance a few adher-
ents joined the standard, he always considered them in the
light of new claimants upon the favours of the future mon-
arcli, who, he concluded, must therefore subtract for their
gratification so mucli of tlio bounty which ought to be shared
among his Highland followers.

Edward's views were very different. He could not but ob-
serve that in those towns in which they proclaimed James the
Third, "no man cried, God bless him." The mob stared and
listened, Imartless, stupified, and duU, but gave few signs
even of that })oisterou8 spirit which induces them to shout
upon all occasirms for the mere exercise of their most sweet
voices. 'J'he Jacobites had been taught to believe that the
northwestern counties alxmnded with weiiltliy squires and
hardy yconicn, devoted to the cause of the White Rose. liut
of tlie wealthier Tones they saw litth^. Some HvaI from their
houses, some feigned themselves sick, some surrendered them-
selves to the government as suspected persons. Of such aa
remained, the ignorant ga/od with astonishment, mixed with
horror and aversion, at the wild appfsarance, luiknown lan-
guage, and singular garb of the Bcottish clans. And to the

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more prudent their scanty numbers, apparent deficiency in
discipline, and poverty of equipment seemed certain tokens of
the calamitous termination of their rash undertaking. Thus
the few who joined them were such as bigotry of political
principle blinded to consequences, or whose broken fortunes
induced to hazard all on a risk so desperate.

The Baron of Bradwardine being asked what he thought of
these recruits, took a long pinch of snuff, and answered drily,
"that he could not but have an excellent opinion of them,
since they resembled precisely the followers who attached
themselves to the good King David at the cave of AduUam —
videlicet, every one that was in distress, and every one that
was in debt, and every one that was discontented, which the
vulgate renders bitter of soul; and doubtless," he said, "they
will prove mighty men of their hands, and there is much
need that they should, for I have seen many a sour look cast
upon us."

But none of these considerations moved Fergur. He
admired the luxuriant beauty of the country, and the situa-
tion of many of the seats which they passed. " Is Waverley-
Honour like that house, Edward?"

" It is one-half larger. "

" Is your uncle's park as fine a one as that?"

"It is three times as extensive, and rather resembles a
forest than a mere park."

"Flora will be a happy woman."

" I hope Miss Mac-Ivor will have much reason for happi-
ness unconnected with Waverley-Honour."

*' I 'ioj)e so too; but to be mistress of such a place will be a
pretty addition to the sum total."

" An addition, the want of which, I trust, will be amply
Bupijlied by some other means."

"How," said Fergus, stopping short and turning upon Wa-
verley — "how am I to understand that, Mr. Waverley? Had
I the pleasure to hear you aright?"

"Perfectly right, Fergus."

"And am I to understand that you no longer desire my
alliance and my sister's hand?"

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" Your sister has refused mine, " said Waveiiey, both di-
rectly, and by all the usual means by which ladies repress
undesired attentions. "

" I have no idea, " answered the Chieftain, " of a lady dis-
missing or a gentleman withdrawing his suit, after it has been
approved of by her legal guardian, without giving him an op-
portunity of talking the matter over with the lady. You did
not, I suppose, expect my sister to drop into your mouth like
a ripe plum the first moment you chose to open it?"

"As to the lady's title to dismiss her lover, Colonel," re-
plied Edward, '' it is a point which you must argue with her,
as I am ignorant of tlie customs of the Highlands in that par-
ticular. But as to my title to acquiesce in a rejection from
her without an appeal to your interest, I will tell you plainly,
without meaning to undervalue Miss Mac-Ivor's admitted
beauty and accomplishments, that I would not take the hand
of an angel, with an empire for lier dowry, if her consent were
extorted by the importunity of friends and guardians, and
did not flow from her own free inclination. "

" An angel, with the dowry of an empire," repeated Fergus,
in a tone of bitter irony, " is not very likely to be pressed

upon a shire squire. But, sir," changing his tone, "if

Flora Mac-Ivor have not the dowry of an empire, she is v)ij
sister; and that is sufficient at least to secure her against
being treated with anytliing a])i)roacliiiig to levity."

"She is Floia Mac-Ivor, sir," said Waverley, with finii-
ness, " wliicli to me, were I capalile of treating any woman
witli levity, would be a more effectual protection."

The brow of the Chieftain was now fully clouded; but Ed-
ward felt too indignant at the unr('aHoiuil)lo tone whioli lie luul
adoj)t«'(l to avcMt the stonu by the least concession. They both
stood still while this short dialogue i)asscd, and Fergus seemed
half disiX)sed to say something more violent, but, by a strong
effort, suppressed his pa-ssion, and, turning liis face forward,
walked sullenly on. As they liad always hitherto walked to-
gether, and almost constantly side by side, Waverley ])ursued
his course silently in the same direction, determined to let the
Chief take his own time in recovering the good-humour which

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he had so unreasonably discarded, and firm in his resolutioa
not to bate him an inch of dignity.

After they had marched on in this sullen manner abont a
mile, Fergus resumed the discourse in a different tone. " I
believe I was warm, my dear Edward, but you provoke me
with your want of knowledge of the world. You have taken
pet at some of Mora's prudery, or high-flying notions of loy-
slty, and now, like a child, you quarrel with the plaything
you have been crying for, and beat me, your faithful keeper,
because my arm cannot reach to Edinburgh to hand it to you.
I am sure, if I was passionate, the mortification of losing the
alliance of such a friend, after your arrangement had been the
talk of both Highlands and Lowlands, and that without so
much as knowing why or wherefore, might well provoke calmer
blood than mine. I shall write to Edinburgh and put all to
rights; that is, if you desire I should do so; as indeed I can-
not suppose that your good opinion of Flora, it being such as
you have often expressed to me, can be at once laid aside."

"Colonel Mac-Ivor," said Edward, who had no mind to be
hurried farther or faster than he chose in a matter which he
had already considered as broken off, " I am fully sensible of
the value of your good offices ; and certainly, by your zeal on
my behalf in such an affair, you do me no small honour. But
as Miss Mac-Ivor has made her election fi-eely and voluntarily,
and as all my attentions in Edinburgh were received with
more than coldness, I cannot, in justice either to her or my-
self, consent that she should again be harassed upon this topic.
I would have mentioned this to you some time since, but you
saw the footing upon which we stood together, and must have
understood it. Had I thought otherwise I would have earlier
spoken ; but I had a natural reluctance to enter upon a subject
so jjainful.to us both."

"Oh, very well, Mr. Waverley," said Fergus, haughtily,
"the thing is at an end. I have no occasion to press my
sister upon any man."

"Nor have I any occasion to court repeated rejection from
the same young lady, " answered Edward, in the same tone.

"I shall make due inquiry, however," said the Chieftain,

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without noticing the interruption, " and learn what my sister
thinks of all this; we will then see whether it is to end here."

" Kespecting such inquiries, you will of course be guided by
your own judgment," said Waverley. "It is, I am aware, im-
possible Miss Mac-Ivor can change her mind; and were such
an unsupposable case to happen, it is certain I will not change
mine. I only mention this to prevent any possibility of future
misconstruction. "

Gladly at this moment would Mac-Ivor have put their quar-
rel to a personal arbitrement; his eye flashed fire, and he
measured Edward as if to choose where he might best plant
a mortal wound. But altliough we do not now quarrel accord-
ing to the modes and figures of Caranza or Vincent Saviola, no
one knew better than Fergus that there must be some decent
pretext for a mortal duel. For instance, you may challenge a
man for treading on your own corn m a crowd, or for pushing
you up to the wall, or for taking your seat hi the theatre ; but
the modern code of honour will not permit you to found a
quarrel upon your right of compelling a man to continue ad-
dresses to a female relative which the fair lady has already
refused. So that Fergus was coin])ell('d to stomach this su])-
posed affnmt until tlie whirligig of time, whose motion he
promised himself he would watch most sedulously, should
bring about an opportunity of revenge.

Waverley's servant always led a saddle-horse for him in the
rear of the battalion to wliicli lui was attached, th()Uf!;h his
master seldom rode. l>ut now, incensed at the domineering
and unreasonable conduct of liis late fricMid, he fell behind tlia
column and mounted his horse, resolving to seek the Baron of
Bradwardine, and recjuest j)ermis8iou to volunteer in his troop
instead oi tlie Mac- Ivor rf^piiufiit.

" A liaj)py time of it I .should have had," tliouglit he, after
he was moimted, "to have bcrn so closely allied to this superb
specimen of i)ride and 8elf-oj)inion and j)assion. A colonel!
why, he should have been a generalissimo. A petty chief of
throe or four hmulred men! liis ])ride might suffiee for tlio
Cham of Tartary — the Grand Sfi^Miior — the (Jreat Mogul! T
am well free of him. Were Flora an angel, she would bring

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■with her a second Lucifer of ambition and wrath for a brother-
in-law."

The Baron, whose learning (like Sancho's jests while in the
Sierra Morena) seemed to grow mouldy for want of exercise,
joyfully embraced the opportunity of Waverley's offering his
service in his regiment, to bring it into some exertion. The
good-natured old gentleman, however, laboured to effect a re-
conciliation between the two quondam friends. Fergus turned
a cold ear to his remonstrances, though he gave them a re-
spectful hearing i and as for Waverley, he saw no reason why
he should be the first in courting a renewal of the intimacy
which the Chieftain had so unreasonably disturbed. The
Baron then mentioned the matter to the Prince, who, anxious
to prevent quarrels in his little army, declared he would him-
seK remonstrate with Colonel Mac-Ivor on the unreasonable-
ness of his conduct. But, in the hurry of their march, it was
a day or two before he had an opportunity to exert his influ-
ence in the manner proposed.

In the mean while Waverley turned the instructions he had
received while in Gardiner's dragoons to some account, and
assisted the Baron in his command as a sort of adjutant.
" Parmi les aveugles un horgne est roi, " says the French prov-
erb ; and the cavalry, which consisted chiefly of Lowland gen-
tlemen, their tenants and servants, formed a high opinion of
Waverley's skill and a great attachment to his person. This
was indeed partly owing to the satisfaction which they felt at
the distinguished English volunteer's leaving the Highlanders
to rank among them ; for there was a latent grudge between
the horse and foot, not only owing to the difference of the ser-
vices, but because most of the gentlemen living near the High-
lands had at one time or other had quarrels with the tribes in
their vicinity, and all of them looked with a jealous eye on
the Highlanders' avowed pretensions to superior valour and
utility in the Prince's service.

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CHAPTER L\T[II.

THE CONFUSION OF KING AGRAMANT's CAMP.

It was Waverley's custom sometimes to ride a little apart
from the main body, to look at any object of curiosity which
occurred on the march. They were now in Lancashire, when,
attracted by a castellated old hall, he left the squadron for
half an hour to take a survey and slight sketch of it. As he
returned down the avenue he was met by Ensign Maccombich.
This man had contracted a sort of regard for Edward since the
day of his first seeing him at Tully-Veolan and introducing
him to the Highlands. He seemed to loiter, as if on purpose
to meet with our hero. Yet, as he passed him, he only ap-
proa(;hed his stirrup and pronounced the single word " Be-
ware!" and then walked swiftly on, shunning all further
conuuunication.

Edward, somewhat surprised at this hint, followed with his
eyes the course of Evan, wlio si)eedily disappeared among the
trees. His servant, Alick l^olwarth, who was in attendance,
also iooTced after the Highlander, and then riding up close to
his master, said:

"The ne'er ];e in me, sir, if I think you're safe amang thae
Highland rinthereouts."

" VVliat do you mean, Alick?" said Waverley.

"The Mac-Ivors, sir, hae gotten it into their head.^ that ye
hae affronted their young leddy. Miss Flora; and I hae heard
mae than ane say, they wadna tak muckle to inak a black-
cock o' ye; and ye ken weel enough tlicrc's niony o' them
wadna mind a bawbee the weising a l)all througli the I'rince
himsell, an the Chief gae them the wink, or wliether he did
or no, if they thought it a tiling that would please him when
it wa.s dune."

Waverley, though confident that Fergus Mac.-Tvor was in-
capable of such treachery, was by no means ecjually sure of
the forbearance of his followers. He knew that, where the

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honour of the Chief or his family was supposed to be touched,
the happiest man would be he that could first avenge the stig-
ma ; and he had often heard them quote a proverb, " That the
best revenge was the most speedy and most safe." Coupling
this with the hint of Evan, he judged it most prudent to set
spurs to his horse and ride briskly back to the squadron. Ere
lie reached the end of the long avenue, however, a ball whis-
tled past him, and the report of a pistol was heard.

"It was that deevil's buckie, Callum Beg," said Alick; "I
saw him whisk away through amang the reises."

Edward, justly incensed at this act of treachery, galloped
out of the avenue, and observed the battalion of Mac-Ivor at
some distance moving along the common in which it termi-
nated. He also saw an individual running very fast to join
the party ; this he concluded was the intended assassin, who,
by leaping an inclosure, might easily make a much shorter
path to the main body than he could find on horseback. Un-
able to contain himself, he commanded Alick to go to the
Baron of Bradwardine, who was at the head of his regiment
about half a mile in front, and acquaint him with what had
happened. He hiniseK immediately rode up to Fergus's regi-
ment. The Chief himself was in the act of joining them.
He was on horseback, having returned from waiting on the
Prince. On perceiving Edward approaching, he put his horse
in motion towards him.

"Colonel Mac-Ivor," said Waverley, without any farther
salutation, " I have to inform you that one of your people has
this instant fired at me from a lui'king-place. "

"As that," answered Mac-Ivor, "excepting the circum-
stance of a lurking-place, is a pleasure which I presently
propose to myself, I should be glad to know which of my
clansmen dared to anticipate me."

" I shall certainly be at your command whenever you please }
the gentleman who took your office upon himself is your page
there, Callum Beg."

" Stand forth from the ranks, Callum ! Did you fire at Mr.
Waverley?"

" No, " answered the unblushing Callum.

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" You did, " said Alick Polwartli, who was already returned,
having met a trooper by whom he despatched an accomit of
what was going forward to the Baron of Bradwardine, while
he himself returned to his master at full gallop, neither spar-
ing the rowels of his spurs nor the sides of his horse. " You
did J I saw you as plainly as I ever saw the auld kirk at Cou-
dingham."

" You lie, " replied Galium, with his usual impenetrable ob-
stinacy. The combat between the knights would certainly, as
in the days of chivalry, have been preceded by an encounter
between the squires (for Alick was a stout-hearted Merseman,
and feared the bow of Cupid far more than a Highlander's
dirk or claymore), but Fergus, with his usual tone of decision,
demanded Galium 's pistol. The cock was down, the pan and
muzzle were black with the smoke ; it had been that instant
fired.

" Take that, " said Fergus, striking the boy upon the head
with the heavy pistol-butt with his yvhole force — '' take that
for acting without orders, and lying to disguise it." Calliun
received the blow without appearing to liinch from it, and fell
without sign of life. "Stand still, upon your lives!" said
Fergus tx5 the rest of the clan ; " I l)low out the brains of tlie
first man who interferes between Afr. "\Vaverley and me."
They stood motionless; Evan Dhu alone showed symptoms of
vexation and anxiety, Galhim lay on the ground bleeding
copiously, but no one ventured to give him any assistance. It
seenwd aa if he had gotten his dpat.h-blow.

"And now for you, Mr. Waverley; ])lease to turn your
horse twenty yards with me upon the common." Waverley
complied; and Fergus, confronting him when thoy were a
little way from the lino of march, said, with great affected
cofilnesa: "I could not but woudcr, sir, at tlio ricklen<'S8
or tast^ which you were pleased U) express the other day.
But it was not an angel, as yon justly observed, who had
charms for you, unless she brought an empire for her fortune.
J have now an excellent commentary upon that obscure
text."

" I am at a loss even to guess at your meaning, Colonel
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Mac-Ivor, unless it seems plain that you intend to fasten a
quarrel upon me."

" Your affected ignorance shall not serve you, sir. The
Prince — the Prince himself has acquainted me with your
manoeuvres. I little thought that your engagements with
Miss Bradwardine were the reason of your breaking off your
intended match with my sister. I suppose the information
that the Baron had altered the destination of his estate was
quite a sufficient reason for slighting your friend's sister and
carrying off your friend's mistress."

" Did the Prmce tell you I was engaged to Miss Bradwar-
dine?" said Waverley. "Impossible."

"He did, sir," answered Mac-Ivor; "so, either draw and
defend yourself, or resign your pretensions to the lady."

" This is absolute madness," exclaimed Waverley, "or some
strange mistake!"

"Oh, no evasion! draw your sword!" said the infuriated
Chieftain, his own already unsheathed.
" Must I fight in a madman's quarrel?"
" Then give up now, and for ever, all pretensions to Miss
Bradwardine's hand."

" What title have you, " cried Waverley, utterly losing com-
mand of himself — " what title have you, or any man living,
to dictate such terms to me?" And he also drew his sword.

At this moment the Baron of Bradwardine, followed by
several of his troop, came up on the spur, some from curi-
osity, others to take part in the quarrel which they indis-
tinctly understood had broken out between the Mac-Ivors and
their corps. The clan, seeing them approach, put themselves
in motion to support their Chieftain, and a scene of confusion
commenced which seemed likely to terminate in bloodshed.
A hundred tongues were in motion at once. The Baron lec-
tured, the Chieftain stormed, the Highlanders screamed in
Gaelic, the horsemen cursed and swore in Lowland Scotch.
At length matters came to such a pass that the Baron threat-
ened to charge the Mac-Ivors unless they resumed their ranks,
and many of them, in return, presented their fire-arms at
him and the other troopers. The confusion was privately

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fostered by old Ballenkeiroch, .•who made no doubt that his
own day of vengeance was arrived, when, behold! a cry arose
of " Room ! make way ! place a Monseigneur ! place a Mon-
seifjneiir /" This announced the approach of the Prince, who
came up with a party of Fitz-James's foreign dragoons that
acted as his body guard. His arrival produced some degree
of order. The Highlanders reassumed their ranks, the cavalry
fell in and formed squadron, and the Baron and Chieftain
■were silent.

The Prince called them and Waverley before him. Having
heard the original cause of the quarrel through the villainy of
Galium Beg, he ordered him into custody of the provost-mar-
shal for immediate execution, in the event of his surviving
the chastisement inflicted by his Chieftain. Fergus, however,
in a tone betwixt claiming a right and asking a favour, re-
quested he might be left to his disposal, and promised his
punishment should be exemplary. To deny this might have
seemed to encroach on the patriarchal authority of the Chief-
tains, of which they were very jealous, and they were not
persons to be disobliged. Galium was therefore left to the
justice of his own tribe.

The Prince next demanded to know the new cause of quar-
rel betweon Colonel !Mac-Ivor and Waverley. There was a
pause. T^oth gentlemen found the presence of the Banm of
Bradwardine (for by this time all three had approached the
Chevalier by his command) an insurmountable barrier against
entering njxin a subject wliero tlio name of his daughter must
unavoidably bo nuintioned. H'hey tumcid their eyes on tlie
ground, with lof)ks in whicli shame and embarrassment were
mingled with displeasure. The Prinee, who li;nl been educat-
ed amongst tlio discontented and mutinous spirits of the court
of St. Gennains, where feuds of every kind were the daily sub-
ject of solicitude to the dethroned sovereign, had served )iis
apprenticeship, as old Frederick of Prussia would have said,
to the trade of royalty. To prf»mote or rest/)re concord among
his followers was indiRf)ensable. Accordingly he took his
measures.

"Monsieur de Beaujeul"

410 WAVERLEY NOVELa.

"Monseigneiir!" said a very handsome French cavalry
officer who was in attendance.

" Ayez la bont^ d'alligner ces montagnards 1^, ainsi que la
cavalerie, s'il vous plait, et de les remettre a la marche.
Vous paiiez si bien I'Anglois, cela ne vous donneroit pas
beaucoup de peine."

*'Ah! pas de tout, Monseigneur, " replied Mons. le Comte
de r>eaujeu, his head bending down to the neck of his little
prancing highly-managed charger. Accordingly he piaffed
away, in high spirits and confidence, to the head of Fergus's
regiment, although understanding not a word of Gaelic and
very little English.

" Messieurs les sauvages Ecossois — dat is, gentilmans sav-
ages, have the goodness d'arranger vous."

The clan, comprehending the order more from the gesture
than the words, and seeing the Prince himself present, hast-
ened to dress their ranks.

*'Ah! ver weU! dat is fort bien!" said the Count de
Beaujeu. "Gentilmans sauvages! mais, tres bien. Eh bien!
Qu'est ce que vous appeUez visage. Monsieur?" (to a lounging
trooper who stood by him). "Ah, oui! face. Je vous re-
mercie. Monsieur. Gentilshommes, have de goodness to make
de face to de right par file, dat is, by files. Marsh ! Mais,
tr^s l>ien ; encore. Messieurs ; il f aut vous mettre a la marche.
. . . Marchex done, au nom de Dieu, parceque j'ai oublie le
mot Anglois ; mais vous etes des braves gens, et me comprenez
tr^s bien."

The Count next hastened to put the cavalry in motion.
"Gentilmans cavaby, you must fall in. Ah! par ma foi, I
did not say fall off! I am a fear de little gross fat gentilmaa
is nioche hurt. Ah, mon Dieu! c'est le Commissaire qui nous
a apport^ les premieres nouvelles de cet maudit fracas. Je
Buis trop fach^. Monsieur!"

But poor Macwheeble, who, with a sword stuck across him,
and a white cockade as large as a pancake, now figured in the
character of a commissary, being overturned in the bustle
occasioned by the troopers hastening to get themselves in or-
der iu the Prince's presence, before he could rally his galloway,

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slunk to the rear amid the unrestrained, laughter of the spec-
tators.

"Eh bien,- Messieurs, wheel to de right. Ah! dat is it!
Eh, Monsieur de Bradwardine, ayez la bonte de vous mettre
k la tete de votre regiment, car, par Dieu, je n'en puis plus !"

The Baron of Bradwardine was obliged to go to the assis-
tance of Monsieur de Beaujeu, after he had fairly expended
his few English military phrases. *One purpose of the C'hev-
alier was thus answered. The other he proposed was, that in
the eagerness to hear and comprehend commands issued through
such an indistinct medium in his o\vn presence, the thoughts
of the soldiers in both corps might get a current diiferent from
the angry channel in which they were flowing at the time.

Charles EdAvard was no sooner left with the Chieftain and
"Waverley, the rest of his attendants being at some distance,
than he said: "If I owed less to your disinterested friendship,
I could \wi most seriously angry with both of you for this very
extraf)rdiiiary and causeless broil, at a moment when my fa-
ther's service so decidedly demands the most perfect unanimity.
B\it the worst of my situation is, that my very best friends
hold they have libei-ty to ruin themselves, as well as the cause
tlu'y are engaged in, uyion the slightest caprice."

lioth the young mon protested their resolution to submit
every difference to his arbiti-ation . " Indeed," said Edward,
*' T hardly know of what I airi accused. I sought Colonel
Mac- Ivor merely to mention to liim that I had narrowly osc^aped
aaRHKsination at the hand of his iiiiuiediate dependent, a das-
tardly revenge which I knew him to be incapable of authoris-
ing. As to the cause for which he is disposed to fasten a
quarrel upon me, I am ignorant of it, unless it be that he ac-
cuses me, most unjustly, of having engaged the affections of a
young la»ly in prejn(li(;e of his j»ret.ensif)ns."

" If thevf; is an error," said tht^ Chieftain, "it .arises from a
convprsation which I held this morning with his Royal High-
ness himself."

"With me?" said the Chevalier ; "how can Colonel Mac-
Ivor have so far misuiiflerstood me?"

He then led Fergus aside, and, after five minutes' earnest

412 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

conversation, spurred his horse towards Edward. " Is it pos-
sible— nay, ride up, Colonel, for I desire no secrets — is it pos-
sible, Mr. Waverley, that I am mistaken in supposing that
you are an accepted lover of Miss Bradwardine? a fact of
which I was by circumstances, though not by communication
from you, so absolutely, convinced that I alleged it to Vich Ian
Yohr this morning as a reason why, without offence to him,
you might not continue to be ambitious of an alliance which
to an unengaged person, even though once repulsed, holds out
too many charms to be lightly laid aside."

" Your Royal Highness, " said Waverley, " must have found-
ed on circumstances altogether unknown to me, when you did
me the distinguished honour of supposing me an accepted lover
of Miss Bradwardine. I feel the distinction implied in the
supposition, but I have no title to it. For the rest, my confi-
dence in my own merit is too justly sliglit to admit of my hop-
ing for success in any quarter after positive rejection."

The Chevalier was silent for a moment, looking steadily at
them botli, and then said : " Upon my word, Mr. Waverley, you
are a less happy man than I conceived I had very good reason
to Ijelieve you. But now, gentlemen, allow me to be umpire
in this matter, not as Prince Regent but as Chai-les Stuart, a
brother adventurer with you in the same gallant cause. Lay
my pretensions to be obeyed by you entirely out of view, and
consider your own honour, and how far it is well or becoming
to give our enemies the advantage and our friends the scandal
of showing that, few as we are, we are not united. And for-
give me if I add, that the names of the ladies who have been
mentioned crave more respect from us all than to be made
themes of discord."

He took Fergus a little apart and spoke to him very earnestly
for two or three minutes, and then returning to Waverley,
said: "I believe I have satisfied Colonel Mac-Ivor that his re-
sentment was founded upon a misconception, to which, indeed,
I myself gave rise; and I trust Mr. Waverley is too generous
to harbour any recollection of what is past when I assure him
that such is the case. You must state this natter properly
to your clan, Vich laa Vohj, to preveut a recurrence of their

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precipitate violence." Fergus bowed, "And now, gentle-
men, let me have the pleasure to see you shake hands."

They advanced coldly, and with measured steps, each ap-
parently reluctant to appear most forward in concession.
They did, however, shake hands, and parted, taking a respect-
ful leave of the Chevalier. '

Charles Edward ' then rode to the head of the Mac-Ivors,
thi-ew himself from his horse, begged a diink out of old Bal-
lenkeiroch's cantine, and marched about half a mile along with
them, inquii'ing into the history and connexions of Sliochd nan
Ivor, adroitly using the few words of Gaelic he possessed, and
affecting a great desire to learn it more thoroughly. He then
mounted his horse once more, and galloped to the Baron's cav-
alry, which was in front, halted them, and examined their
accoutrements and state of discipline ; took notice of the prui-
cipal gentlemen, and even of the cadets ; inquired after their
ladies, and commended their horses ; rode about an hour with
the Baron of Bradwardine, and endured three long stories
about Field-Marshal the Duke of lierwick.

"Ah, Beaujeu, mon cher ami," said he, as he returned to his
usual place in the line of march, " (pie mon metiei- de prince
errant est ennuyant, par fois. Mais, courage! c'est le grand
jeu, aprea tout."

CHAPTER LTX.

A 8KIKMISH.

TiiK rpador neod hardly be reminded that, after a council
of war held at Derby on the Hth of December, the Highlanders
relinquished their desperate attempt to penetrate farther into
England, and, greatly to the dissatisfaction of their yoimg
and daring leader, positively detonnined t/) return northward.
They commenced their retreat .accordingly, and, by the extreme
celerity of their movements, outstripped the motions of the
Duke of Cumberland, who now pursued thorn with a very large
body of cavalry.

: See Note 40.

414 WAVERLET NOVELS.

This retreat was a virtual resignation of their towering
hopes. None had been so sanguine as Fergus Mac-Ivor; none,
consequently, was so cruelly mortified at the change of meas-
ures. He argued, or rather remonstrated, with the utmost
vehemence at the comicil of war ; and, when his opinion was
rejected, shed tears of grief and indignation. From that mo-
ment his whole manner was so much altered that he could
scarcely have been recognised for the same soaring and ardent
spirit, for whom the whole earth seemed too narrow but a
week before. The retreat had continued for several days, when
Edward, to his surprise, early on the 12th of December, re-
ceived a visit from the Chieftain in his quarters, in a hamlet
about half-way between Shap and Penrith.

Having had no intercourse with the Chieftain since their
rupture, Edward waited with some anxiety and explanation
of this imexpected visit ; nor could he help being surprised,
and somewhat shocked, with the change in his appearance.
His eye had lost much of its fire; his cheek was hollow, his
voice was languid, even his gait seemed less firm and elastic
than it was wont; and his dress, to which he used to be par-
ticularly attentive, was now carelessly flimg about him. He
invited Edward to walk out with him by the little river in
the vicinity; and smiled in a melancholy manner when he ob-
served him take down and buckle on his sword.

As soon as they were in a wild sequestered path by the side
of the stream, the Chief broke out : " Our fine adventure is
now totally ruined, Waverley, and I wish to know what you
intend to do; — nay, never stare at me, man, I tell you I re-
ceived a packet from my sister yesterday, and, had I got the
information it contains sooner, it would have prevented a quar-
rel which I am always vexed when I think of. In a letter
written after our dispute, I acquainted her with the cause of
it; and she now replies to me that she never had, nor could
have, any purpose of giving you encouragement; so that it
seems I have acted like a madman. Poor Flora! she writes
in high spirits ; what a change will the news of this imhappy
retreat make in her state of mind!"

Waverley, who was really much affected by the deep tone of

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melancholy with which Fergus spoke, affectionately entreated
hiiii to banish from his remembrance any unkindness which
had arisen between them, and they once more shook hands,
but now with sincere cordiality. Fergus again inquired of
Waverley what he intended to do. " Had you not better
leave this luckless army, and get down before us into Scot-
land, and embark for the Continent from some of the eastern
ports that are still in our possession? When you are out of
the kingdom, your friends will easily negotiate your pardon ;
and, to teU you the truth, I wish you would carry Rose Brad-
wardiue with you as your wife, and take Flora also under your
joint protection." — Edward looked surprised. — "She loves
you, and I believe you love her, though, perhaps, you have
not found it out, for you are not celebrated for knowing your
own mind very pointedly." He said this with a sort of
smile.

" How, " answered Edward, " can you advise me to desert
the expedition in which we are all embarked?"

"Embarked?" said Fergus; "the vessel is going to pieces,
and it is full time for all who can to get into the long-boat
and leave her."

" Wliy, what will other gentlemen do?" answered Waver-
ley, " and why did the Highland Chiefs consent to this retreat
if it is so ruinous?"

"C)h," replied Mac-Ivor, "they think that, as on former oc-
casions, the hejuling, hungiiig, and forfeiting will chiefly fall
to the lot of the liowlaiid gentry; tliat they will l)e left secure
in their poverty and their f;ustnesses, theie, acicording to their
proverb, *to listen to the wind upon the hill till the water.s
abate.' I'>ut they will be disapiMunted; tliey have l)een too
often troublf'Hoine to l)e so repeatedly pa.ssed over, and this
time .John I'ull hiw been t/x) heartily frig}iten(Hl to recover his
good-humo>ir for some tinui. Tlie Hanoverian ministers al-
ways deserved to be lianged for rascals; but now, if they get
the ])ower in fheir hands,. — as, sooner or later, they must,
smce there is neither rising in England nor assistance from
France. — they will deserve t.lie f^allows as fools if tliey leave a
single clan in the iiighlauda in a situation to bo again trouble-

416 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

some to government. Ay, they will make root-and-branch
work, I warrant them."

"And while you recommend flight to me," said Edward, —
" a counsel which I would rather die than embrace, — what axe
your o-svn views?"

" Oh," answered Fergus, with a melancholy air, " my fate ia
settled. Dead or captive I must be before to-morrow."

" What do you mean by that, my friend?" said Edward.
"The enemy is still a day's march in our rear, and if he cornea
up, we are still strong enough to keep him in check. Kemem-
ber Gladsmuir."

" What I tell you is true notwithstanding, so far as I am
individually concerned. "

" Upon what authority can you found so melancholy a pre-
diction?" asked Waverley,

" On one which never failed a person of my house. I have
»een, " he said, lowering his voice, " I have seen the Bodach
Olas."

^'Bodach Glas?"

" Yes ; have you been so long at Glennaquoich, and never
heard of the Grey Spectre? though indeed there is a certain
reluctance among us to mention him."

"No, never."

" Ah ! it would have been a tale for poor Flora to have told
you. Or, if that hill were Benmore, and that long blue lake,
which you see just winding towards yon mountainous country,
were Loch Tay, or my own Loch an Bi, the tale would be bet-
ter suited with scenery. However, let us sit down on this
knoll ; even Saddleback and Ulswater will suit what I have
to say better than the English hedgerows, inclosures, and
farmhouses. You must know, then, that when my ancestor,
Ian nan Chaistel, wasted Northumberland, there was associ-
ated with him in the expedition a sort of Southland Chief, or
captain of a band of Lowlanders, called Halbert Hall. In
their return through the Cheviots they quarrelled about the
division of the great booty they had acquired, and came from
words to blows. The Lowlanders were cut off to a man, and
their chief fell the last, covered with wounds by the sword of

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my ancestor. Since that time his spirit has crossed the Vich
lau Vohr of the day when any great disaster was Impending,
but especially before approaching death. My father saw him
twice, once before he was made prisoner at Sheriff-Muir, an-
other time on the morning of the day on which he died."

*' How can you, my dear Fergus, tell such nonsense with a
grave face?"

" I do not ask you to believe it ; but I tell you the truth,
ascertained by three hundred years' experience at least, and
last night by my own eyes."

"The particulars, for heaven's sake!" said Waverley, with
eagerness.

" I will, on condition you will not attempt a jest on the sub-
ject. Since this unhapi)y retreat commenced I have scarce
ever been able to sleep for thinking of my clan, and of this
poor Prince, whom they are leading back like a dog in a string,
whether he will or no, and of the downfall of my family.
La^t night I felt so feverish that I left my quarters and walked
out, in hopes the keen frosty air would brace my nerves — I
cannot tell how much I dislike going on, for I know you will
hardly Ijelieve me. However — I crossed a small footbridge,
and kejjt walkmg backward.s and forwards, when I observed
with surprise by the clear moonlight a tall figure in a grey
plaid, such a.s shepherds wear in the south of Scotland, which,
move at what pace I would, kej)t regularly about four yards
before me."

*' Vou saw a Cumberland peasant in his ordinary dress, prob-
ably."

*' No ; I thought so at first, anu was astonished at the man s
audaf;ity in daring to dog me. 1 called to him, but received
no aii.swer. I felt an anxious tluohhing at my heart, and to
a8C(;i-tain what 1 dreaded, 1 stood still and turned myself on
the same sjxjt successively U) the four i)oints of the compass.
By Heaven, P>Jward, turn where 1 would, the figure was in-
stantly before my eyes, at precisely the same distance ! 1 wa.s
then convinced it wa.s the liodacli dhui. My hair bristled and
my knees sho(*k. f manned myself, however, and (Ictcrmined
to retujn to my quarters. My ghastly visitant glided before
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me (for I cannot say he walked) until lie reached the footbridge;
there he stopped and tnrned full romid. I must either wade
the river or pass him as close as I am to you. A desperate
courage, founded on the belief that my death was near, made
me resolve to make my way in despite of him. I made the
sign of the cross, drew my sword, and uttered, 'In the name
of God, Evil Spirit, give place!' 'Vich Ian Vohr,' it said,
in a voice that made my very blood curdle, 'beware of to-mor-
row ! ' It seemed at that moment not half a yard from my
sword's point; but the words were no sooner spoken than it
was gone, and nothing appeared further to obstruct my pas-
sage. I got home and threw myself on Iny bed, where I
spent a few hours heavily enough ; and this morning, as no
enemy was reported to be near us, I took my horse and rode
forward to make up matters with you. I would not willingly
fall until I am in charity with a wronged friend."

Edward had little doubt that this phantom was the opera-
tion of an exhausted frame and depressed s])irits, working on
the l)elief common to all Highlanders in such superstitions.
He did not the less pity Fergus, for whom, in his present
distress, he felt all his fonner regard revive. With the view
of diverting his mind from these gloomy images, he offered,
with the Baron's permission, which he knew he could readily
obtain, to remain in his quarters till Fergus's corps should
come up, and then to march with them as usual. The Chief
seemed much pleased, yet hesitated to accept the offer.

" We are, you know, in the rear, the post of danger in a
retreat. "

"And therefore the post of honour."

" Well, " replied the Chieftain, " let Alick have your horse
in readiness, in case we should be overmatched, and I should
be deliglited to have your company once more."

The rear-giiard were late in making their appearance, hav-
ing been delayed by various accidents and by the badness of
the roads. At length they entered the hamlet. When Wav-
erley joined the clan Mac-Ivor, arm-in-arm with their Chief-
tain, all the resentment they had entertained against him
seemed blown off at once. Evan Dhu received him with a grin

WAVERLEY. 419

of congratulation ; and even Galium, who was running about
as active as ever, pale indeed, and with a great patch on
his head, appeared delighted to see him.

"■ That gallows-bird's skull, " said Fergus, " must be harder
than marble; the lock of the pistol was actually broken."

" How could you strike so young a lad so hard?" said Wav-
erley, with some interest.

" Why, if I did not strike hard sometimes, the rascals would
forget themselves."

They were now in full march, every caution being taken to
prevent surprise. Fergus's people, and a tine clan regiment
from Badenoch, commanded by Cluny Mac-Pherson, had the
rear. They had passed a large open moor, and were entering
into the inclosures which surround a small village called Clif-
ton. The winter sun had set, and Edward began to rally Fer-
gus upon the false predictions of the Grey Spirit. " The ides
of March are not past," said Mac-Ivor, with a smile; when,
suddenly casting his eyes back on the moor, a large body of
cavalry was indistinctly seen to hover upon its brown and dark
surface. To line the inclosures facing the open ground and
the road l)y which the enemy must move from it upon the vil-
lage wa.s tlie work of a short time. While those manoeuvres
were a^'complisliing, night sunk down, dark and gloomy, though
the moon was at full. Sometimes, however, she gleamed forth
a dubious light upon the scene of action.

The Iliglilanders did not long remain undisturbed in the de-
fensive position tlicy liad adopted. Favoured by the niglit,
one large; body of dismounted dragoons attempted to force tho
inclosures, while another, equally strong, sti-ove to ])enetrate
by the highroad. r>oth were received by 8U(;h a heavy fire as
di.sconcerted their ranks and effectually checiked their ]n-ogress.
Unsatisfied with tlm a<lvantage thus gained, Fergus, to whoso
ardent spirit the a]»proa<'h of dangc^r seemed to restore all its
elasticity, drawing his sword and calling out '* Claymore!" en-
couraged his men, by voice and example, to break through the
hedge which divided them and rush down iijion the enemy.
Mint^linf^ with the dismouiilfd dragoons, they forced them, at
the sword-point, to fly to the open nuwr, where a considerable

420 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

number were cut to pieces. But the moon, whicli suddenly
shoue out, showed to the English the small number of assail-
ants, disordered by their own success. Two squadrons of horse
moving to the support of their companions, the Highlanders
endeavoured to recover the inclosures. But several of them,
amongst others their brave Chieftain, were cut off and sur-
rounded before they could effect their purpose. Waverley,
looking eagerly for Fergus, from whom, as well as from the
retreating body of his followers, he had been separated in the
darkness and tumult, saw him, with Evan Dhu and Galium,
defending themselves desperately agamst a dozen of horsemen,
who were hewing at them with their long broadswords. The
moon was again at that moment totally overclouded and Ed-
ward, in the obscurity, could neither bring aid to his friends
nor discover which way lay his own road to rejom the rear-
guard. After once or twice narrowly escapmg being slain or
made prisoner by parties of the cavalry whom he encountered
in the darkness, he at length reached an inclosure, and, clam-
bering over it, concluded himself in safety and on the way to
the Highland forces, whose pipes he heard at some distance.
For Fergus hardly a hope remained, unless that he might be
made prisoner. Revolving his fate with sorrow and anxiety,
the superstition of the Bodach Glas recurred to Edward's recol-
lection, and he said to himself with internal surprise : " What,
can the devil speak truth?" '

CHAPTER LX.

CHAPTER OF ACCIDENTS.

Edward was in a most unpleasant and dangerous situation.
He soon lost the sound of the bagpipes ; and, what was yet
more unpleasant, when, after searching long in vaui and
scrambling through many inclosures, he at length approached
the highroad, he learned, from the unwelcome noise of ket-
tledrums and trumpets, that the English cavalry now occupied
* See Skirmish at Clifton. Note 41.

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it, and consequently were between him and the Highlanders.
Precluded, therefore, from advancing in a straight direction,
he resolved to avoid the English military and endeavour to
join his friends by making a circuit to the left, for which a
beaten path, deviating from the main road in that direction,
seemed to afford facilities. The path was muddy and the
night dark and cold ; but even these inconveniences were hard-
ly felt amidst the apprehensions which falling into the hands
of the King's forces reasonably excited in his bosom.

After walking about three miles, he at length reached a ham-
let. Conscious that the common people were in general unfa-
vourable to the cause he had espoused, yet desirous, if possible,
to jn-ocure a horse and guide to Penrith, where he hoped to
find the rear, if not the main body, of the Chevalier's army,
he approached the alehouse of the place. There was a great
noise within ; he paused to listen. A round English oath or
twf», and the burden of a cam})aign song, convinced him the
haiulet also was oceu[)ied by the Duke of Cumberland's
soldiers. Endeavouring to retire from it as softly as possi-
ble, and blessing the obscurity which hitherto lie had mur-
mured against, Waverley groped his way the best he could
along a small paling, which seemed the 1)0undary of some cot-
tage gard(!n. As he reacOied the gate of this little inclosure,
his ^nitstretxihed hand was grasj)ed by that of a female, whose
voice at the same time uttered, "Edward, is't thou, man?"

" Here is some unlucky mistake," tliought Edward, strug-
gling, but gently, to disengage himself.

" Naen o' thy foun, now, man, or tlie red cwoats will hear
thee; they hae >)een houlerying and pf)ulerying every ane
that past alehouse door this noight to make them drive their
waggons and sick loike. Come into feyther's, or they'll do
ho a Tnischief."

"A good liinl, " thfnight Waverley, following the girl
through th(j little gar<len inU) a brick-paved kitchen, where
she set herself U) kindle a match at an expiring fire, and with,
the match U) light a candle. She had no sooner looked on
Edward than hIio dropj>ed the light, with a shrill scream of
"Ofeyther, feytherl"

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The father, thus invoked, speedily appeared — a sturdy old
farmer, in a pair of leather breeches, and boots pulled on
without stockings, having just started from his bed; the rest
of his di-ess was only a Westmoreland statesman's rohe-de-
chambre — that is, his shirt. His figure was displayed to ad
vantage by a candle which he bore in his left hand ; in hirs
right he brandished a poker.

"What hast ho here, wench?"

•'Oh!" cried the poor girl, almost going off in hysterics, "I
thought it was Ned Williams, and it is one of the i)laid-meu."

" And what was thee ganging to do wid' Ned Williams at
this time o' noight?" To this, which was, perhaps, one of
the numerous class of questions more easily asked than an-
swered, the rosy-cheeked damsel made no reply, but continued
sobbing and wringing her hands.

" And thee, lad, dost ho know that the dragoons be a town ?
dost ho know that, mon ? ad, they'll sliver thee loike a
turnip, mon."

" I know my life is in great danger, " said Waverley, " but
if you can assist me, I will reward you handsomely. I am no
Scotchman, but an unfortunate English gentleman."

" Be ho Scot or no, " said the honest farmer, " I wish thou
hadst kept the other side of the hallan. But since thou art
here, Jacob Jopson will betray no man's bluid; and the plaids
were gay canny, and did not do so much mischief when they
were here yesterday." Accordingly, he set seriously about
sheltering and refreshing our hero for the night. The fire
was speedily rekindled, but with precaution against its light
being seen from without. The jolly yeoman cut a rasher of
bacon, which Cicely soon broiled, and her father added a
swingeing tankard of his best ale. It was settled that Edward
should remain there tiU the troops marched in the morning,
then hire or buy a horse from the farmer, and, with the best
directions that could be obtained, endeavour to overtake his
friends. A clean, though coarse, bed received him after the
fatigues of this unhappy day.

With the morning arrived the news that the Highlanders
had evacuated Penrith, and marched off towards Carlisle;

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that the Duke of Cumberland was in possession of Penrith,
and that detachments of his army covered the roads in every
direction. To attempt to get through undiscovered would be
an act of the most frantic temerity. Ned Williams (the right
Edwai-d) was now called to council by Cicely and her father.
2s^ed, who perhaps did not care that his handsome namesake
should remain too long in the same house with his sweet-
heart, for fear of fresh mistakes, proposed that Waverley,
exchanging his uniform and plaid for the dress of the coun-
try, should go with him to his father's farm near Ulswater,
and remain in that undisturbed retirement until the military
movements in the country should have ceased to render his
departure hazai'dous. A price was also agreed upon, at which
the stranger might lx)ard with Farmer Williams, if he thought
proj>er, till he could depart with safety. It was of moderate
amount; the distress of his situation, among this honest and
simple-hearted race, being considered as no reason for in-
creasing their demand.

The necessary articles of dress were accordingly procured,
and, by following by-paths known to the young farmer, they
hoped to escape any luipleasant rencontre. A recompense lor
their hospitality was refused peremptorily by old Jo])sou and
his cherry-cheeked daughter j a kiss paid the one and a hearty
shake of the hand the other. Both seemed anxious for their
guest's safc^ty, and took leave of him with kind wishes.

In the course of their route Edward, with liis guide, tra-
versed tlnjso iichLs wliich tlie night before had benu tlie scene
of action. A brief gleaiu of December's sim slione sadly on
the broad heatli, wliich, towai-ds the spot whore the great
north-west road entered the inclosuresof Lord Lonsdale's jirop-
erty, exhiljited dn:id bodies of men and horses, and tlie usual
companions of war, a number of carrion-crows, hawks, and
ravens.

"And this, then, was thy last field," said Waverley to
himself, his eye filling at the rocxjllectiou of the many splen-
did points of Fergus's cliarrurter, and of their former inti-
macy, all his y)a.ssions and iin])erfection8 forgotten — "here fell
the last Vich Ian Vohr, on a nameless heath j and in an ob-

424 WAVERLEY N0VEL8.

scare night-skirmish was quenched that ardent spirit, who
thought it little to cut a way for his master to the British
throne! Ambition, policy, bravery, all far beyond their
sphere, here learned the fate of mortals. The sole support,
too, of a sister whose spirit, as proud and unbending, was
even more exalted than thine own ; here ended all thy hopes
for Flora, and the long and valued line which it was thy boast
to raise yet more highly by thy adventurous valour!"

As these ideas pressed on Waverley's mind, he resolved to
go upon the open heath and search if, among the slain, he
could discover the body of his friend, with the pious inten-
tion of procuring for him the last rites of sepulture. The
timorous young man who accompained him remonstrated upon
the danger of the attempt, but Edward was determined. The
followers of the camp had already stripped the dead of all they
could carry away ; but the country people, unused to scenes
of l^lood, had not yet approached the field of action, though
some stood fearfully gazing at a distance. About sixty or
seventy dragoons lay slain within the first inclosure, upon the
highroad, and on the open moor. Of the Highlanders, not
above a dozen had fallen, chiefly those who, venturing too far
on the moor, could not regain the strong ground. He could
not find the body of Fergus among the slain. On a little
knoll, separated from the others, lay the carcasses of three
English dragoons, two horses, and the page Galium Beg,
whose hard skull a trooper's broadsword had, at length,
effectually cloven. It was possible his clan had carried off
the body of Fergus ; but it was also possible he had escaped,
especially as Evan Dhu, who would never leave his Chief, was
not found among the dead ; or he might be prisoner, and the
less formidable denunciation inferred from the appearance of
the Bodach Glas might have proved the true one. The ap-
proach of a party sent for the purpose of compelling the coun-
try people to bury the dead, and who had already assembled
several peasants for that purpose, now obliged Edward to
rejoin his guide, who awaited him in great anxiety and fear
under shade of the plantations.

After leaving this field of death, the rest of their journey

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was happily accomplished. At the house of Farmer Wil-
liams, Edward passed for a young kinsman, educated for the
church, who was come to reside there till the civil tumults
permitted him to pass through the country. This silenced
suspicion among the kind and simple yeomanry of Cumber-
laud, and accounted sufficiently for the grave manners and re-
tired habits of the new guest. The precaution became more
necessary than Waverley had anticipated, as a variety of in-
cidents prolonged his stay at Fasthwaite, as the farm was
called.

A tremendous faU of snow rendered his departure impossi-
ble for more than ten days. When the roads begau to become
a little practicable, they successively received news of the re-
treat of the Chevalier into Scotland; then, that he had aban-
doned the frontiers, retiring upon Glasgow; and that the
Duke of Cumberland had formed the siege of Carlisle. His
army, therefore, cut ofi all possibility of Waverley 's escap-
ing into Scotland in that direction. On the eastern border
Marshal Wade, with a large force, was advancing upon Edin-
burgli ; and all along the frontier, parties of militia, volun-
teers, and partizans were in arms to su})press insurrections,
and apprelieud such stragglers from the Highland army as
had been left in England. The surrender of Carlisle, and the
severity with which the reliel garrison were threatened, soon
formed an additional reason against venturing upon a solitary
and hoj)eless journey through a hostile country and a large
anny, to cany the assistaiuie of a single sword to a cause
which seeuicd alUjgether desperate.

In this lonely and secbided situation, witliout the advantage
of company or conversation with men of cultivated minds, the
arguments of Colonel Tallxjt often recurred to the mind <>{ our
hero. A still more anxious recollection haunted his slum-
bers— it was the dying look and gesture of Colonel Gardiner.
Most devoutly did he; hope, as the rarely occurring j)ost
brought news of Bkirmishes with various success, that it
might never again be his lot U) draw his sword in civil con-
flict. Then liis mind turned to the su])posed death of Fergus,
to the desolate situation of Flora, and, with yet more tender

426 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

recollection, to that of Rose Bradwardine, who was destitute
of the devoted enthusiasm of loyalty, which to her friend hal-
lowed and exalted misfortune. These reveries he was per-
mitted to enjoy, undisturbed by queries or interruption ; and
it was in many a winter walk by the shores of Ulswater that
he acquired a more complete mastery of a spirit tamed by ad-
versity than his former experience had given him ; and that
he felt himself entitled to say firmly, though perhaps with a
sigh, that the romance of his life was ended, and that its real
history had now commenced. He was soon called upon to
justify his pretensions by reason and philosophy.

CHAPTER LXI.

A JOURNEY TO LONDON.

The family at Fasthwaite were soon attached to Edward.
He had, indeed, that gentleness and urbanity which almost
universally attracts corresponding kindness; and to their sim-
ple ideas his learning gave him consequence, and his sorrows
interest. The last he ascribed, evasively, to the loss of a
brother in the skirmish near Clifton; and in that primitive
state of society, where the ties of affection were highly
deemed of, his continued depression excited sympathy, but
not surprise.

In the end of January his more lively powers were called
out by the happy union of Edward Williams, the son of his
host, with Cicely Jopson. Our hero would not cloud with
sorrow the festivity attending the wedding of two persons to
whom he was so highly obliged. He therefore exerted him-
self, danced, sung, j)layed at the various games of the day,
and was the blithest of the company. The next morning,
however, he had more serious matters to think of.

The clergyman who had married the young couple was so
much pleased with the supposed student of divinity, that he
came next day from Teurith on purpose to pay him a visit.

WAVERLEY. 42T

TMs miglit have been a puzzling chapter had he entered into
any examination of our hero's supposed theological studies;
but fortunately he loved better to hear and communicate the
news of the day. He brought with him two or three old
newspapers, in one of which Edward foimd a piece of intel-
ligence that soon rendered hku deaf to every word which the
Reverend Mr. Twigtj^he was saying upon the news from the
north, and the prospect of the Duke's speedily overtaking and
crushing the rebels. This was an article in these, or nearly
these words :

" Died at his house, in Hill Street, Berkeley Square, upon
the 10th inst., Richard Waverley, Esq., second sou of Sir
Giles Waverley of Waverley-Honour, etc. etc. He died of a
lingering disorder, augmented by the unpleasant predicament
of suspicion in which lie stood, having been obliged to find
bail to a high amount to meet an impending accusation of
high-treason. An accusation of the same grave crime hangs
over his elder brother. Sir Everard Waverley, tlie representa-
tive of that ancient family ; and we understand the day of his
trial will be fixed early in ' the next month, unless Edward
Waverley, son of the deceased Richard, and heir to the Bar-
onet, shall surrender himself to justice. In tluit case we are
assured it is liis Majesty's gracious purpose to drop further
proceedings ujkju the charge against Sir Everard. This un-
fortunate young gentleman is ascertained to have been in arms
in tlie Pretender's service, and to have marched along with the
Hi^ldand troo])s intf) P^ngland. Hut lie has not l)een heard of
BiiKU". the skirniisli at Clifton, on tins JStli December last."

Such was this distracting paragraph. "Good God!" ex-
claimed Waverley, "am 1 then a parricid(?? Im})Ossible!
My father, who never showed the aifeetion of a father while ho
ived, cannot have 1)een soniueh afTe.etcd l)y my su])]>osed death
as to hasten tun own; no, I will not believe if, it wen' distrac-
tion to entertain for a moment such a horrible idea. Hut it
were, if j)ossible, worse than parricide to suffer any danger to
hang over my noble and generous uncle, who has ever been
more to me tlian a father, if such evil can be averted by any
sacrifice on my part!"

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"While these reflections passed like the stings of scorpions
through Waverley's seusoriiun, the worthy divine was startled
in a long disquisition on the battle of Falkirk by the ghastli-
uess which they communicated to his looks, and asked him if
he was ill? Fortunately the bride, all smiik and blush, had
just entered the room. JVIi-s. Williams was none of the
brightest of women, but she was good-natiu-ed, and readily
concluding that Edwaid had been shocked by disagreeable
news in the papers, interfered so judiciously, that, without
exciting suspicion, she drew off Mr. Twigtythe's attention, and
engaged it until he soon after took his leave. Waverley then
explained to his friends that he was under the necessity of
going to London with as little delay as possiV)le.

One cause of delay, however, did occur, to which Waverley
had been very little accustomed. His purse, though well
stocked when he first went to Tully-Veolan, had not been re-
inforced since that period; and although his life since had not
been of a nature to exhaust it hastily, for he had lived chiefly
with his friends or with the army, yet he found that, after
settling with his kind landlord, he should be too poor to en-
counter the expense of travelling post. The best course,
therefore, seemed to be to get into the great north road about
Borough-bridge, and there take a place in the northern dili-
gence, a Imge old-fashioned tub, drawn by three horses, which
completed the journey from Edinburgh to London (God will-
ing, as the advertisement expressed it) in three weeks. Our
hero, therefore, took an affectionate farewell of his Cumber-
land friends, whose kindness he promised never to forget, and
tacitily hoped one day to acknowledge by substantial proofs of
gi-atitude. After some petty difficulties and vexatious delays,
and after putting Ids dress into a shape better befitting his
rank, though perfectly plain and simple, he accomplished
crossing the country, and found himself in the desired vehicle
vis-a-vis to Jlrs. Nosebag, the lady of Lieutenant Nosebag,

adjutant and riding-master of the dragoons, a joRy

woman of about fifty, wearing a blue habit, faced with scarlet^
and grasping a silver-mounted horse-whip.

This lady was one of those active members of society who

WAVERLEY. 429

take upon them, faire le fro is de conversation. She had just
returned from the north, and informed Edward how nearly
her regiment had cut the petticoat people into ribands at Fal-
kirk, " only somehow there was one of those nasty, awkward
marshes, that they are never without in Scotland, I think, and
so our poor dear little regiment suifered something, as my
Nosebag says, in that unsatisfactory aifair. You, sir, have
served in the dragoons?" Waverley was taken so much at
unawares that he acquiesced.

"Oh, I knew it at once; 1 saw you were military from your
air, and I was sure you could be none of the foot-wobblers, as
my Nosebag calls them. What regiment, pray?" Here was
a delightful question. Waverley, however, justly concluded
that this good lady had the whole army-list by heart ; and, to
avoid detection by adhering to truth, answered, " Gardiner's
dragoons, ma'am; but I have retired some time."

" Oh aye, those as won the race at the battle of Preston, as
my Nosebag says. Pray, sir, were you there?"

"I was so unfortunate, ma'am," he replied, "as to witness
that engagement."

" And tliat was a misfortune that few of Gardiner's stood to
witness, 1 Iwlieve, sir — ha! ha! ha! 1 beg your pardon; ])ut
a soldier's wife loves a joke."

" Devil confound you," thought Waverley ; "what infernal
luck ha.s penned me up with this inquisitive hag!"

Fortunately tlie good lady did not stick long to one subject.
"We are coming to Ferrybridge now," she said, "where there
wa.s a i)arty of ours left to sup])ort tlie beadles, and con-
stables, and justices, and these sort of creatures that are ex-
amining papers and stopping rebels, and all tliat. " They
were liardly in the inn before slie dragged Waverley to the
window, exclaiming: " V'onder comes Corporal liridoon, of our
poor dear troop; lie's coming with the constabh^ man. I?ri-
doon's one of my lambs, as Nosebag calls 'em. Come,
Mr. a — a — pray, what's your name, sir?"

"Butler, ma'am," said Waverley, resolved rather to make
free with the name of a former fellow-offieor than run the lisk
of detection by inventing one not to be found in the regiment.

430 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

" O, you got a troop lately, when that shabby fellow, Wa-
verley, went over to the rebels? Lord, I wish our old cross
Captain Cnunp would go over to the rebels, that Nosebcig
might get the troop ! Lord, what can Bridoon be standing
swinging on the bridge for? I'll be hanged if he a'nt hazy,
as Nosebag says. Come, sir, as you and I belong to the ser-
vice, we'll go put the rascal in mind of his duty."

Waverley, with feelings more easily conceived than de-
scribed, saw himself obliged to follow this doughty female
commander. The gallant trooper was as like a lamb as a
di-unk corporal of dragoons, about six feet high, with very
broad shoulders and very thin legs, not to mention a great
scar across his nose, could well be. Mrs. Nosebag addressed
him with something which, if not an oath, soiinded very like
one, and commanded him to attend to liis duty. " You be
d — d for a , " commenced the gallant cavalier ; but, look-
ing up in order to suit the action to the words, and also to
enforce the epithet which he meditated with an adjective ap-
plicable to the party, he recognised the speaker, made his
military salam, and altered his tone. '" Lord love your hand-
some face. Madam Nosebag, is it you ? "Why, if a poor fel-
low does happen to fire a slug of a morning, I am sure you
were never the lady to bring him to harm. "

"Well, you rascallion, go, mind your duty; this gentleman
and I belong to the service; but be sure you look after that
shy cock in the slouched hat that sits in the corner of the
coach. I believe he's one of the rebels in disguise."

"D — n her gooseberry wig," said the corporal, when she
was out of hearing, " that gimlet-eyed jade — mother adjutant,
as we call her — is a greater plague to the regiment than pre-
vot-marshal, sergeant-major, and old Hubble-de-Shuff, the
colonel, into the bargain. Come, Master Constable, let's see
if this shy cock, as she calls him (who, by the way, was a
Quaker from Leeds, with whom Mrs. Nosebag had had some
tart argument on the legality of bearing arms), will stand
godfather to a sup of brandy, for your Yorkshire ale is cold
on my stomach."

The vivacity of this good lady, as it helped Edward out of

WAVERLEY. 431

this scrape, was like to have drawn him into one or two
others. In every town where they stopped she wished to ex-
amine the cm^ps de garde if there was one, and once very nar-
rowly missed introducing Waverley to a recruiting-sergeant
of his own regiment. Then she Captain'd and Butler'd him
till he was almost mad with vexation and anxiety ; and never
was he more rejoiced in his life at the termination of a journey
than when the arrival of the coach in London freed him from
the attentions of Madam Nosebag.

CHAPTER LXII.

what's to be done next?

It was twilight when they arrived in town ; and having
shaken off his companions, and walked through a good many
streets to avoid the possibility of being traced by them, Ed-
ward t<jok a hackney-coach and drove to Colonel Talbot's
house, in one of the principal squares at the west end of the
town. That gentleman, by the death of relations, had sue
ceeded since his marriage to a large fortune, possessed con-
siderable political interest, and lived in what is called great
style.

When Waverley knocked at his door he found it at first
diflicult U) procure admittance, but at length was shown into
an apartment where the Colonel was at taljle. Lady Emily,
whose veiy Ix-autiful features were still ])allid froiri indispo-
sition, sate opposite to him. The instant ho heard Wavcrley's
voice, he startt-d up and embni/!od him. " Frank Stanley,
tny dear boy, how d'ye do ? Emily, my love, this is young
Stanley."

The blood started to the lady's cheek as she gave Waverley
a reeeption in which coi:,-tesy was mingled with kimbiess,
while her trembling hand ami faltering voice showed how
much she was startled and discomposed. Dinner was ha^itily
replaced, and while Waverley was engaged in refi-eshing him-
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432 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

self, the Colonel proceeded : " I wonder you have come here,
Frank; the Doctors tell me the air of London is very bad for
your complaints. You should not have risked it. But I am
delighted to see you, and so is Emily, though I fear we must
not reckon upon your staying long."

" Some particular business brought me up, " muttered Wa-
verley

" I supposed so, but I sha'n't allow you to stay long. Spon-
toon" (to an elderly military-looking servant out of livery),
*' take away these things, and answer the bell yourself, if I
ring. Don't let any of the other fellows disturb us. My
nephew and I have business to talk of."

When the servants had retired, " In the name of God,
Waverley, what has brought you here ? It may be as much
as your life is worth."

" Dear Mr. Waverley, " said Lady Emily, " to whom I owe
80 much more than acknowledgments can ever pay, how could
you be so rash?"

" My father — my imcle — this paragraph, " — he handed the
paper to Colonel Talbot.

" I wish to Heaven these scoundrels were condemned to be
squeezed to death in their own presses, " said Talbot. " I am
told there are not less than a dozen of their papers now pub-
lished in town, and no wonder that they are obliged to invent
lies to find sale for their journals. It is true, however, my
dear Edward, that you have lost your father ; but as to this
flourish of his unpleasant situation having grated upon his
spirit and hurt his health — the truth is — for though Yt is
harsh to say so now, yet it will relieve your mind from the
idea of weighty responsibility — the truth then is, that Mr.
Richard Waverley, through this whole business, showed great
want of sensibility, both to your situation and that of your
uncle; and the last time I saw him, he told me, with great
glee, that, as I was so good as take charge of your interests,
he had thought it best to patch up a separate negotiation for
himself and make his peace with government through some
channels which former connections left still open to him."

"And my uncle, my dear uncle?"

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" Is in no danger whatever. It is true (looking at the date
of the paper) there was a foolish report some time ago to the
purport here quoted, but it is entirely false. Sir Everard is
gone down to Waverley-Honour, freed from all uneasiness,
unless upon your own account. But you are in peril your-
self ; your name is in every proclamation ; warrants are out to
apprehend you. IIow and when did you come here ?"

Edward told his story at length, suppressing his quarrel
with Fergus; for, being himself partial to Highlanders, he
did not wish to give any advantage to the Colonel's national
prejudice against them.

" Are you sure it was your friend Glen's foot-boy you saw
dead in Clifton Moor?"

"Quite positive."

" Then that little limb of the devil has cheated the gallows,
for cut-throat was written in his face; though" (turning to
Lady Emily) " it was a very handsome face too. But for you,
Edward, I wish you would go down again to Cumberland, or
rather I wish you had never stirred from thence, for there is an
embargo in aU the seaports, and a strict search for the adhe-
rents of the Pretender; and the tongue of that confounded
woman will wag in her head like the clack of a mill, tiU
somehow or other she will detect Captain Butler to be a
feigned personage."

" Do yr)u know anything," asked Waverley, "of my fellow
travfillcr ? "

" r lor husband was my sergeant-major for six years; she
was a buxom widow, with a little money; he married her,
was steady, and got on by being a good drill. I must send
Rpf)nt,oon t/) see what she is about; ho will find her out among
the old regimental connections. To-morrow you must 1)p in-
dis])os«'d, and kcej) your room from fatigue. Tiady Emily is
t^) 1)0 yotir nurse, and Spontoon and I your attendants. You
bear the name of a near relation of mine, whom none of my
present peojdo ever saw, except Spontoon, so there will bo no
imnK'diaf.»> (V.in^er. So pray fpel your head ache and your eyes
grf)W hoavy n.s soon as poasi})le, that you may bo put upon the
sick-list; and, Emily, do you order an apartment for Frank

434 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Staiilej', with all the attentions which an uivalid may re-
quire. "

In the morning the Colonel visited his guest. "Now,"
said he, " 1 have some good news for you. Your reputation
as a gentleman and officer is effectually cleared of neglect of
duty and accession to the mutiny in Gardiner's regiment. I
have had a correspondence on this subject with a very zealous
friend of yours, your Scottish parson, Morton ; his first letter
was addressed to Sir Everard; but I relieved the good Bar-
onet of the trouble of answering it. You must know, that
your freebooting acquaintance, Donald of the Cave, has at
length fallen into the hands of the Philistines. He was driv-
ing off the cattle of a certain proprietor, called Killau — some-
thing or other "

" Killancureit?"

" The same. Now the gentleman being, it seems, a great
farmer, and having a special value for his breed of cattle,
being, moreover, rather of a timid disposition, had got a party
of soldiers to protect his property. So Donald ran his head
unawares into the lion's mouth, and was defeated and made
prisoner. Being ordered for execution, his conscience was
assailed on the one hand by a Catholic priest, on the other by
your friend Morton. He repulsed the Catholic chiefly on ac-
count of the doctrine of extreme unction, which this econom-
ical gentleman considered as an excessive waste of oil. So
his conversion from a state of impenitence fell to Mr. Mor-
ton's share, who, I dare say, acquitted himself excellently,
though I suppose Donald made but a queer kind of Christian
after all. He confessed, however, before a magistrate, one
Major Melville, who seems to have been a correct, friendly
sort of person, his full intrigue with Houghton, explaining
particularly how it was carried on, and fully acquitting you
of the least accession to it. He also mentioned his rescuing
you from the hands of the volunteer officer, and sending you,
by orders of the Pret — Chevalier, I mean — as a prisoner to
Doune, from whence he understood you were carried prisoner
to Edinburgh. These are particulars which cannot but tell
in your favour. He hinted that he had been employed to de-

WAVERLEY. 485

liver and protect you, and rewarded for doing so ; but he
■would nut confess by whom, alleging that, though he would
not have minded breaking any ordinary oath to satisfy the
curiosity of Mr. Morton, to whose pious admonitions he owed
so much, yet, in the present case he had been sworn to silence
ujxtn the edge of his dirk, ' which, it seems, constituted, in his
opinion, an inviolable obligation."

" And what is become of him?"

" Oh, he was hanged at Stirling after the rebels raised the
siege, with his lieutenant and four plaids besides; he having
the advantage of a gallows more lofty than his friends."

" Well, I hiive little cause either to regret or rejoice at his
death ; and yet he has done me both good and harm to a very
considerable extent. "

" His confession, at least, will serve you materially, since
it wipes from your character all those suspicions which gave
the accusation against you a complexion of a nature different
from that with which so many unfortunate gentlemen, now or
lately in arms against the government, may be justly charged.
Their trefison — I must give it its name, though you participate
in its guilt — is an action arising from mistaken virtue, and
therefore cannot be classed as a disgrace, though it be doubt-
less highly criminal. Where the gviilty are so numerous,
clemency must be extended to far the greater number ; and
I havelittlo doulit of ])rocuriiig a remission for you, providing
w<! can keep yf)u out of the claws of justice till slie lias se-
lected and goi'ge.d upon her victims; for in this, as in other
cases, it will be according to the vulgar proverb, *' First come,
first served." i'esides, government are desirous at ])resont
to intimidate tlie Knglish Jae-o})itos, among whom tlu^y can
iiml few exani])les for jtiuiiHluiient. Tliis is a viiidietivi^ and
timid fettling whi(;h will H0(jn wear oif, for of all nations the
English are least l)loodihirsty by nature. But it exists at
present, and you must therefore be kept out of the way in tht>
mean time."

Now entered Spontf)on with an anxious eountenaneo. Tiy
his regimental acquaintauceH ho luid traced out Madam Nose*

> Bee Note 42.

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bag, and found her full of ire, fuss, and fidget at discovery of
an mipostor who had travelled from the north with her under
the assumed name of Captain Butler of Gardiner's dragoons.
She was going to lodge an information on the subject, to have
him sought for as an emissary of the Pretender ; but Spou-
toon (an old soldier), while he pretended to approve, con-
trived to make her delay her intention. No time, however,
was to be lost: the accuracy of this good dame's description
might probably lead to the discovery that Waverley was the
pretended Captain Butler, an identification fraught with
danger to Edward, perhaps to his uncle, and even to Colonel
Talbot. Which way to direct his course was now, therefore,
the question.

" To Scotland, " said Waverley.

"To Scotland?" said the Colonel; "with what purpose?
not to engage again with the rebels, I hope?"

" No ; I considered my campaign ended when, after all my
efforts, I could not rejoin them; and now, by all accounts,
they are gone to make a winter campaign in the Highlands,
where such adherents as I am would rather be burdensome
than usefid. Indeed, it seems likely that they only prolong
the war to place the Chevalier's person out of danger, and
then to make some terms for themselves. To burden them
with my presence would merely add another party, whom
they would not give up and could not defend. I understand
they left almost all their English adherents in garrison at
Carlisle, for that very reason. And on a more general view,
Colonel, to confess the truth, though it may lower me in your
opinion, I am heartily tired of the trade of war, and am, as
Fletcher's Humorous Lieutenant says, 'even as weary of this
fighting ' "

"Fighting! pooh, what have you seen but a skirmish or
two? Ah! if you saw war on the grand scale — sixty or a
hundred thousand men in the field on each side!"

"I am not at all curious. Colonel. 'Enough,' says our
homely proverb, *is as good as a feast.' The plumed troops
and the big war used to enchant me in poetry; but the night
marches, vigils, couches under the wintry sky, and such ac-

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companiments of the glorious trade, are not at all to my taste
in practice; then for dry blows, I had my fill of fighting at
Clifton, where I escaped by a hair's-breadth half a dozen
times ; and you, I should think " He stopped.

" Had enough of it at Preston? you mean to say," answered
the Colonel, laughing; "but 'tis my vocation, Hal."

" It is not mine though, " said Waverley ; " and having
honourably got rid of the sword, which I di-ew only as a vol-
unteer, I am quite satisfied with my military experience, and
shall l)e in no hurry to take it up again."

" I am very glad you are of that mind ; but then what
would you do in the north?"

" In the first place, there are some seaports on the eastern
coast of Scotland still in the hands of the Chevalier's friends;
should I gain any of them, I can easily embark for the Con-
tinent. "

"Good; your second reason?"

" Why, to speak the very truth, there is a person in Scot-
land upon whom I now find my happiness depends more than
I was always aware, and about whose situation I am very
anxious."

" Tlien family was right, and there is a love affair in the
case after all? And which of these two ])retty Scotchwomen,
whom yf)u insisted upon my admiring, is the distinguished
fair? not Miss Glen I hope."

"No."

"Ah, pass for the other; simplicity may be improved, Imt
pride and conceit never. Well, I don't discourage you; I
think it will please Sir Everard, from what he said when I
jested with him alnjut it; only T ho])0 that intoleral)le ])apa,
witli his ])roguc, and his snuff, und his L;itin, undhis insuffer-
able long 8U)rieH about the l)iikti of I'.erwick, will find it nec-
essary hereafter to be an inhabitant of foreign ]>arts. T5ut
as to the daughter, though T think you might find Jis fitting a
match in Engl.'uid, yet if your lieart 1)6 really set upon this
Rcotfli rosebud, why the I^.aronet lias a great opinion of her
father and of his family, and ho wishes much to see you mar-
ried and settled, both for your own sake and for that of the

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three ermines passant, which may otherwise pass away alto-
gether. But 1 will bring you his mind fully upon the sub-
ject, since you aie debarred correspondence for the present,
for I think you will not be long in Scotland before me."

"Indeed! and what can induce you to thuik of returning to
Scotland? No relenting longings towards the land of moun-
tains and floods, I am afraid. "

"None, on my word; but Emily's health is now, thank
God, re-established, and, to tell you the truth, I have little
hopes of concluding the business which I have at present most
at heart imtil I can have a personal interview with his Royal
Highness the Commander-in-Chief; for, as Fluellen says,
'the duke doth love me well, and I thank heaven I have de-
served some love at his hands.' I am now going out for an
hour or two to arrange matters for your departure; your
liberty extends to the next room. Lady Emily's parlour, where
you will find her when you are disposed for music, reading, or
conversation. We have taken measures to exclude all ser-
vants but Spontoon, who is as true as steel."

In about two hours Colonel Talbot returned, and found his
young friend conversing with his lady ; she pleased with his
manners and information, and he delighted at being restored,
though but for a moment, to the society of his own rank,
from which he had been for some time excluded.

" And now, " said the Colonel, ' *' hear my arrangements, for
there is little time to lose. This youngster, Edward Waver-
ley, alias WUliams, alias Captain Butler, must continue to
pass by his fourth alms of Francis Stanley, my nephew; he
shall set out to-morrow for the North, and the chariot shall
take him the first two stages. Spontoon shall then attend
him ; and they shall lide x>ost as far as Huntingdon ; and the
presence of Spontoon, well known on the road as my servant,
wiU check all disposition to inquii-y. At Huntingdon you
will meet the real Frank Stanley. He is studying at Cam-
bridge; but, a little while ago, doubtful if Emily's health
•would permit me to go down to the North myself, I procured
him a passywrt from the secretary of state's office to go in my
stead. As he went chiefly to look after you, his journey ifl

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now unnecessary. He knows your story; you will dine to-
gether at Huntingdon ; and perhaps your wise heads may hit
upon some plan for removing or diminishing the danger of
your farther progress northward. And now (taking out a mo-
rocco case), let me put you in funds for the campaign."

*' I am ashamed, ' my dear Colonel "

*'Xay," said Colonel Talbot, "you should command my
purse in any event; but this money is your own. Your
father, considering the chance of your being attainted, left me
his trustee for your advantage. So that you are worth above
£15,000, besides Brere-wood Lodge — a very independent
person, I promise you. There are bills here for £200; any
larger sum you may have, or credit abroad, as soon as your
motions require it."

The first use which occurred to "VVaverley of his newly ac-
quired wealth was to write to honest Farmer Jopson, request-
ing his acceptance of a silver tankard on the part of his friend
Williams, who had not forgotten the night of the eighteenth
December la.st. He begged him at the same time carefully
to preserve for him his Highland gaib and accoutrements,
particularly the arms, curious in themselves, and to which the
friendship of the donors gave additional value. Lady Emily
undertook to find some suitable token of remembrance likely
to flatter the vanity and please the taste of Mrs. Williams;
and the Colonel, who was a kind of farmer, promised to send
th(^ Ulswater patriarch an excellent team of liorses for cart
and pl)4ugh.

One happy day Waverley spent in London; and, travelling
in the manner projected, he met with l'"i;uik Stanley at Hun-
tingdon. The two young men were aci|iiainteil in a minnte.

" 1 can read my uncle's riddle, " said Stanley; " tlui cau-
tiou.s old soldier did not care to hint to me th.at I might hand
over to you this pa.ssport, whic^h I have no occasion for; hub
if it should afterwards come out as the rattle-pated trick of a
young f'antab, cula iiP. tin' a rifu. You are therefore to be
Francis Stanley, with this passport." This projiosal ap-
peared in effect t/) alleviate a great part of i]w diflicult.ies
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turn ; and accordingly he scrupled not to avail himself of it,
the more especially as he had discarded all political purposes
from his present journey, and could not be accused of fur-
thering machinations against the government while travelling
imder protection of the secretary's passport.

The day passed merrily away. The yoimg student was in-
quisitive about Waverley's campaigns, and the manners of
the Highlands, and Edward was obliged to satisfy his cu-
riosity by whistling a pibroch, dancing a strathspey, and
singing a Highland song. The next morning Stanley rode
a stage northward with his new friend, and parted from him
with great reluctance, upon the remonstrances of Spontoon,
who, accustomed to submit to discipline, was rigid in en-
forcing it.

CHAPTER LXIII.

DESOLATION.

Wa^'^rlet riding post, as was the usual fashion of the pe-
riod, without any adventure save one or two queries, which
the talisman of his passport sufficiently answered, reached the
borders of Scotland. Here he heard the tidings of the de-
cisive battle of Culloden. It was no more than he had long
expected, though the success at Falkirk had thrown a faint
and setting gleam over the arms of the Chevalier. Yet it
came upon him like a shock, by which he was for a time al-
together unmanned. The generous, the courteous, the noble-
minded adventurer was then a fugitive, with a price upon his
head; his adherents, so brave, so enthusiastic, so faithful,
were dead, imprisoned, or exiled. Where, now, was the
exalted and high-souled Fergus, if, indeed, he had survived
the night at Clifton? Where the pure-hearted and primitive
Baron of Bradwardine, whose foibles seemed foils to set ofF the
disinterestedness of his disposition, the genuine goodness of
his heart, and his unshaken courage? Those who clung for
support to these fallen columns, Rose and Flora, where were
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their natural protectors have involved them? Of Flora, he
thought with the regard of a brother for a sister; of Rose
with a sensation yet more deep and tender. It might be still
his fate to supply the want of those guardians they had lost.
Agitated by these thoughts he precipitated his journey.

When he arrived in Edinburgh, Avhere his inquiries must
necessarily commence, he felt the full difficulty of his situa-
tion. Many inhabitants of that city had seen and known him
as Edward Waverley ; how, then, could he avail himself of a
passport as Francis Stanley? He resolved, therefore, to avoid
all company, and to move northward as soon as possible.
He was, however, obliged to wait a day or two in expectation
of a letter from Colonel Talbot, and he was also to leave hia
own address, under his feigned character, at a place agreed
upon. With this latter purpose he saUied out in the dusk
through tlie well-known streets, carefuUy shunxiing observa-
tion, but m vain: one of the first persons whom he met at
once recognised him. It was Mrs. Flockhart, Fergus Mac-
Ivor's good-humoured landlady.

"f hide guide us, Mr. Waverley, is this you? na, ye need-
na be f(3ared for me. I wad betray nae gentleman in your
circumstances. Eh, lack a-day ! lack a-day ! here's a change
o' markets; how merry Colonel Mac-Ivor and you used to be
in our house!" And the good-natured widow shed a few nat-
ural tears. As there was no resisting her claim of acquaint-
ance, Waverley afjknowledgcul it with a good grace, as well as
the danger of liisown situation. "As it's near the darkening
sir, wad ye just step in l)y to our house and tak a dish o' tea?
and I am sure if ye like to sleep in the little room, I wad tak
care ye are no disturbed, and naebody wa<' ken ye; for Kate
and Matty, the limniers, gaed aff wi' twa o' Hawley's dra-
goons, and 1 hae twa new (pieans insttiad o' them."

Waverley accepted her invitation, and engaged lier lodging
for a night or two, satisfied he should be safer in tl»e liouse
of iliis siin])]e creature tlian anywhere else. When he en-
tered tlie ])arl()ur his lieart swelled to see Fergus's l)onnet,
with the wliite eockfule, hanging besidfi the little mirror.

"Ay, "said Mrs. Flockhart, sighing, aa she observed the di-

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rection of his eyes, " the puir Colonel bought a new ane just
the day before they marched, and I winna let them tak that
ane doun, but just to brush it ilka day mysell; and whiles I
look at it till I just think I hear him cry to Galium to bring
him his bonnet, as he used to do when he was ganging out.
It's unco silly — the neighbours ca' me a Jacobite, but they may
say their say — I am sure it's no for that — but he was as kind-
hearted a gentleman as ever lived, and as weel-fa'rd too.
Oh, d'ye ken, sir, when he is to suffer?"

"Suffer! Good heaven! Why, where is he?"

"Eh, Lord's sake! d' ye no ken? The poor Hieland body,
Dugald Mahony, cam here a while syne, wi' ane o' his arms
cuttit off, and a sair clour in the head — ye'U mind Dugald, he
carried aye an axe on his shouther' — and he cam here just
begging, as I may say, for something to eat. Aweel, he
tauld us the Chief, as they ca'd him (but I aye ca' him the
Colonel), and Ensign JSIaccombich, that ye mind weel, were
ta'en somewhere beside the English l)order, when it was sae
dark that his folk never missed him till it was ower late, and
they were like to gang clean daft. And he said that little
Callum Beg (he was a bauld mischievous callant that) and
your honour were killed that same night in the tuilzie, and
mony mae braw men. But he grat when he spak o' the
Colonel, ye never saw the like. And now the word gangs the
Colonel is to be tried, and to suffer wi' them that were ta'en
at Carlisle."

" And his sister?"

"Ay, that they ca'd the Lady Flora — weel, she's away up
to Carlisle to him, and lives wi' some grand Papist lady
thereabouts to be near him."

"And," said Edward, "the other young lady?"

" Whilk other? I ken only of ae sister the Colonel had."

" I mean Miss Bradwardine, " said Edward.

"Ou, ay; the laird's daughter," said his landlady. "She
was a very bonny lassie, poor thing, but far shyer than Lady
Flora."

" Where is she, for God's sake?"

"Ou, wha kens where ony o' them is now? puir things,

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they're sair ta'en doun for their white cockades and their
white roses J but she gaed north to her father's in Perthshire,
when the government troops cam back to Edinbro'. There
was some pretty men amang them, and ane Major Whacker
was quartered on me, a very ceevLL gentleman, — but oh, Mr.
Waverley, he was uaething sae weel fa'rd as the puii- Colo-
nel."

" Do you know what is become of Miss Bradwai-dine's
father?"

" The auld laird? na, naebody kens that. But they say he
fought very hard in that bluidy battle at Inverness; and
Deacon Clank, the white-iron smith, says that the gov-
ernment folk are sair agane him for having been out
twice; and troth he might hae ta'en warning, but there's
nae fule like an auld fule. The puir Colonel was only out
ance."

Such conversation contained almost all the good-natured
widow knew of the fate of lier late lodgers and acquaintances j
but it was enough to determine Edward, at all hazards, to
proceed instantly to Tully-Veolan, where he concluded he
should see, or at least hear, something of Rose, lie there-
fore left a letter for Colonel Talbot at the i)lace agreed upon,
signed by his assumed name, and givhig for his address tlie
post-town next to the Baron's residence.

From Edinburgh to Perth he took post-horses, resolving to
make the rest of his journey on foot; a mode of travelling to
which he was ])aitial, and which liad the advantage of ])er-
mittiiig a deviation from tlie road wlien lie saw parties of
military at a distance. His cami)aign had coiisiderably
strengthened his constitution and improved his habits of en-
duiiiig fatigue. His baggage ho sent l^efore him as oppor-
tunity oceuned.

As lie advanced northward, the traces of war became visi-
ble, r.roken carriages, dead horses, luiroofed cottages, trees
felled for palisades, and bridge.s d(^stroyed or only partially
repaired — all indicated the movements of hostile armies. In
those places where the gentry were att.afihed to the St.uai-t
cause, their houses seemed dismantled or deserted, the usual

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course of what may be called ornamental labour was totally
interrupted, and the inhabitants were seen gliding about, with
fear, sorrow, and dejection on their faces.

It was evening when he approached the village of Tully-
Yeolan, with feelings and sentiments — how diiferent from
those which attended his first entrance! Then, life was so
new to him that a dull or disagreeable day was one of the
greatest misfortimes which his imagination anticipated, and it
seemed to him that his time ought only to be consecrated to
elegant or amusing study, and relieved by social or youthful
frolic. Now, how changed! how saddened, yet how ele-
vated was his character, within the course of a very few
months! Danger and misfortune are rapid, though se-
vere teachers. " A sadder and a wiser man, " he felt in
internal confidence and mental dignity a compensation for
the gay dreams which in his case experience had so rapidly
dissolved.

As he approached the village he saw, with surprise and
anxiety, that a party of soldiers were quartered near it, and,
what was worse, that they seemed stationary there. This he
conjectured from a few tents which he beheld glimmering
upon what was called the Common Moor. To avoid the risk
of being stopped and questioned in a place where he was so
likely to be recognised, he made a large circuit, altogether
avoiding the hamlet, and approaching the upper gate of the
avenue by a by-path well known to him. A single glance an-
nounced that great changes had taken place. One half of the
gate, entirely destroyed and split up for firewood, lay in piles,
ready to be taken away ; the other swung uselessly about upon
its loosened hinges. The battlements above the gate were
broken and thrown down, and the carved bears, which were
said to have done sentinel's duty upon the top for centuries,
now, hurled from their posts, lay among the rubbish. The
avenue was cruelly wasted. Several large trees were fellen
and left lying across the path; and the cattle of the villagers,
and the more rude hoofs of dragoon horses, had poached into
blar-k mud the verdant turf which Waverley had so much
admired.

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Upon entering the court yard, Edward saw the fears rea-
lised which tliese circumstances had excited. The place had
been sacked by the King's troops, who, in wanton mischief,
had even attempted to burn it ; and though the thickness of
the walls had resisted the fire, unless to a partial extent, the
stables and out-houses were totally consumed. The tower and
pinnacles of the main building were scorched and blackened j
the pavement of the court broken and shattered; the doors
torn down entirely, or hanging by a single hinge ; the win-
dows dashed in and demolished, and the coui-t strewed with
articles of furniture broken into fragments. The accessaries
of ancieiit distinction, to wliich the Baron, in the pride of his
heart, had attached so much importance and veneration, were
treated with peculiar contumely. The fountain was de-
molished, and the spring which had supplied it now flooded
the court-yard. The stone basin seemed to be destined for a
drinking-trough for cattle, from the manner in which it was
arranged upon the ground. The whole tribe of bears, large
and small, had experienced as little favour as those at the
head of the avenue, and one or two of the family pictures,
whi(th seemed to have served as targets for the soldiers, lay
on the ground in tatters. With an aching heart, as may Avell
be imagined, ]'](hvard viewed this wreck of a mansion so re-
spected. I'ut his anxiety to learn the fate of the ])mprietors,
and his fears as to what that fate juight be, increased with
every step. When he entered upon the terrace new scenes of
desolation were visible. The balustrade was broken down,
the walls destroyed, the liorders overgrown with weed.s, and
the fruit-trees cut down or giuhhed up. In one compartment
of this ()ld-f:i3hioned garden were two immense horse-chestnut
trees, oi whoso size the liaron wiis ])artioularly vain ; too hizy,
perha]iH, to cut them down, the s]>oilers, witli malevolent in-
genuity, had mined them and phwed a quantity of gunpowder
in the cavity. One had been shivered to pieee.s l)y the explo-
sion, and the fragments lay scattered around, encumbering
the ground it had so long shadowed. The other mine had
been more i^artial in its effect. About one-fourth of the trunk
of the tree was torn from the mass, which, mutilated and de-

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faced on the one side, still spread ou the other its ample and
undimiuished boughs. '

Aiuid these general marks of ravage, there were some which
more pai-ticidarly addiessed the feelings of Waverley. View-
ing the front of the building thus wasted and defaced, his
eyes naturally sought the little balcony which more properly
belonged to Kose's apartment, her troisieme, or rather cm-
qu'ihne, etaye. It was easily discovered, for beneath it lay
the stage-flowers and shrubs with which it was her pride to
decorate it, and whicli had been hurled from the bartizan;
several of her books were mingled with broken flower-pots
and other remnants. Among these Waverley distinguished
one of his own, a small copy of Ariosto, and gathered it as a
treasure, though wasted by the wind and rain.

While, plunged in the sad reflections which the scene ex-
cited, he was looking around for some one who might explain
the fate of the inhabitants, he beared a voice from the inte-
rior of the building singing, in well-remembered accents, an
old Scottish song :

' They came upon us in the night,
And brake my bower and slew my knight;
My servant a' for life did flee,
And left us in extremitie.

They slew my knight, to me sae dear ;
They slew my knight, and drave his gear ; •
The moon may set, the sun may rise,
But a deadly sleep has closed his eyes.'

"Alas," thought Edward, "is it thou? Poor helpless be-
ing, art thou alone left, to gibber and moan, and fill with thy
wild and unconnected scraps of minstrelsy the halls that pro-
tected thee?" He then called, first low, and then louder,
"Davie— Davie GeUatley!"

The poor simpleton show himself from among the ruins of
a sort of greenhouse, that once terminated what was called the
Terrace-walk, but at first sight of a stranger retreated, as if

' A pair of cliestnut trees, destroyed, the one entirely and the other in
part, by such a mischievous and wanton act of revenge, grew at Invergarry
Castle, the fortress of MacDonald of Glengarry.

' The first three couplets are from an old ballad, called the Border Wid-
ow's Lament.

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in terror. Waverley, remembering his habits, began to
whistle a tune to which he was partial, which Davie had ex-
pressed great pleasure in listening to, and had picked up from
him by the ear. Our hero's minstrelsy no more equalled that
of Blondel than poor Davie resembled Cceur de Lion ; but the
melody had the same effect of producing recognition. Davie
again stole from his lurking-place, but timidly, while Wa-
verley, afraid of frightening him, stood making the most en-
couraging signals he could devise, "It's his ghaist," mut-
tered Davie; yet, coming nearer, he seemed to acknowledge
his living acquaintance. The poor fool himself appeared the
ghost of what he had been. The peculiar dress in which he
had been attired in better days showed only miserable rags of
its whimsical huery, the lack of which was oddly supplied by
the remnants of tapestried hangings, window-curtains, and
shreds of pictures with which he had bedizened his tatters.
His face, too, had lost its vacant and careless air, and the
poor creature looked hollow-eyed, meagi-e, half-starved, and
nervous to a pitiable degree. After long hesitation, he at
length approached Waverley with some confidence, stared liini
Badly in the face, and said, " A' dead and gane — a' dead and
gane."

"Who are dead?" said "Waverley, forgetting the incapacity
of Davie to hold any connected discourse.

" Baron, and Bailie, and Saunders Haunderaon, and Lady
Kose that sang sae sweet — a' dead and gane — dead and ganej

Unt follow, follow me,

Wliil'' (JtlowworiuM liu'ht tlio left,

I'll mIiow yi? wl.iTi' I he iliiud hIiouUI be —

Kacli in IiIh hIitoikI,

Wliil<; winds pipe loud,

And the red moon pi.-epH dim tbrough tho clond.
Follow, follow rnc; ;
iJravc hIiouM In; he
Thai treads by night the dead man's lea.'

With these words, (chanted in a wild and earneflt tone, he
made a sign to Waverley to foUow him, and walked raj)idly
towards tho bottom of the garden, tracing tho })anl< of the
stream which, it may bo remembered, was its eastern lx)und-

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ary. Edward, over whom an involuntary shuddering stole at
the import of his words, followed him in some hope of an ex-
planation. As the house was evidently deserted, he could not
exi)ect to lind among the ruins any more rational informer.

Davie, walking very fast, soon reached the extremity of the
garden, and scrambled over the ruins of the wall that once
had divided it from the wooded glen in which the old tower
of Tully-Veolan was situated. He then jumped down into the
bed of the stream, and, followed by Waverley, proceeded at a
great pace, climbing over some fragments of rock and turning
with difficulty round others. They passed beneath the ruins
of the castle; Waverley followed, keeping up with his guide
with difficulty, for the twilight began to fall. Following the
descent of the stream a little lower, he totally lost him, but a
twinkling light which he now discovered among the tangled
copse-wood and bushes seemed a surer guide. He soon pur-
sued a very uncouth path; and by its guidance at length
reached the door of a wretched hut. A fierce barking of dogs
was at first heard, but stilled at his approach. A voice
sounded from within, and he held it most prudent to listen
before he advanced.

" "WTia hast thou brought here, thou unsonsy villain,
thou?" said an old woman, apparently in great indignation.
He heard Davie Gellatley in answer whistle a part of the tune
by which he had recalled himself to the simpleton's memory,
and had now no hesitation to knock at the door. There was a
dead silence instantly within, except the deep growling of the
dogs ; and he next heard the mistress of the hut approach the
door, not probably for the sake of undoing a latch, but of
fastening a bolt. To prevent this Waverley lifted the latch
himself.

In front was an old wretched-looking woman, exclaiming,
""N^Tia comes into folk's houses in this gate, at this time o'
the night?" On one side, two grim and half -starved deer
gi-eyhounds laid aside their ferocity at his a})pearance, and
seemed to recognise him. On the other side, half concealed
by the open door, yet apparently seeking that concealment re-
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in the act of drawing another from his belt, stood a tall bony
gaunt figure in the remnants of a faded uniform and a beard
of three weeks' growth. It was the Baron of Bradwardine.
It is unnecessary to add, that he threw aside his weapon and
greeted Waverley with a hearty embrace.

CHAPTER LXIV.

COMPARING OF NOTES,

The Baron's story was short, when divested of the adages
and commonplaces, Latin, English, and Scotch, with which
his erudition garnished it. He insisted much upon his grief
at the loss of Edward and of Glennaquoich, fought the fields
of Falkirk and Culloden, and related how, after all was lost in
the la.st battle, he had returned home, under the idea of more
easily finding shelter among his own tenants and on his own
estate than elsewhere. A party of soldiers had been sent to
lay waste his property, for clemency was not the order of the
day. Their proceedings, however, were cliecked by an order
from the civil court. The estate, it was found, might not bo
forfeited to the crown t<^j the prejudice of Malcolm Bradward-
ine of Inch-Grabbit, the heir-male, whose claim could not be
prejudiced by the Baron's attainder, as deriving no right
through him, and who, tlierffore, like otlier heirs of entail in
the same situation, entered up<m possession. But, unlike^
many in similar circumstances, the new laird speedily sliowed
that lie intended utterly to exclude his ])redece8sor from all
Ijenefit or advantage in the estate, and that it was his pur})08e
U) avail himself of the old Baron's evil fortune to the full ex-
tent. This was the more ungenerous, as it was g«Mierally
known that, from a romantic idea of not prejudicing this
young man's right as heir-male, the Baron had refrained from
settling his estate on his daughter.

This selfish injustice was resented by the country ])('o|)lo,
who were partial t-o their old master, aiul irritated against his
successor. In the Baron's own words, " The matter did not

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coincide with the feelings of the commons of Bradwardine,
Mr. Waverley ; and the tenants were slack and repugnant in
payment of their mails and duties ; and when my kinsman
came to the village wi' the new factor, Mr. James Howie,
to lift the rents, some wanchancy person — I suspect John
Heatherblutter, the auld gamekeeper, that was out wi' me in
the year fifteen — fired a shot at him in the gloaming, whereby
he was so affrighted, that I may say with Tullius In Catili-
nam, 'yibiit, evaslt, erujnt, effugit.^ He fled, sir, as one may
say, incontinent to Stirling. And now he hath advertised the
estate for sale, being himself the last substitute in the entail.
And if I were to lament about sic matters, this would grieve
me mair than its passing from my immediate possession,
whilk, by the course of nature, must have happened in a few
years ; whereas now it passes from the lineage that should
have possessed it in scecula smculorum. But God's will be
done, humana perpessi sumus. Sir John of Bradwardine —
Black Sir John, as he is called — who was the common an-
cestor of our house and the Inch-Grabbits, little thought such
a person would have sprung from his loins. Meantime, he
has accused me to some of the primates, the rulers for the
time, as if I were a cut-throat, and an abettor of bravoes and
assassinates and coupe- j arrets. And they have sent soldiers
here to abide on the estate, and hunt me like a partridge upon
the mountains, as Scripture says of good King David, or like
our valiant Sir William Wallace — not that I bring myself into
comparison with either. I thought, when I heard you at the
door, they had driven the auld deer to his den at last ; and so
I e'en proposed to die at bay, like a buck of the first head.
But now, Janet, canna ye gie us something for supper?"

" Ou ay, sir, I'll brander the moor-fowl that John Heather-
blutter brought in this morning; and ye see puir Davie's
roasting the black hen's eggs. I daur say, Mr. Wauverley,
ye never kend that a' the eggs that were sae weel roasted at
supper in the Ha' -house were aye turned by our Davie?
there's no the like o' him ony gate for powtering wi' his
fingers amang the het peat-ashes and roasting eggs." Davie
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among the ashes, kicking his heels, mumbling to himself,
turning the eggs as they lay in the hot embers, as if to con-
fute the proverb, that " there goes reason to roasting of eggs, "
and justify the eulogium which poor Janet poured out upon

Him whom she loved, her idiot boy.

"Davie's no sae silly as folk tak him for, Mr. "VVauverley;
he wadna hae brought you here unless he had kend ye was a
friend to his Honour ; indeed the very dogs kend ye, Mr.
"Wauverley, for ye was aye kind to beast and body. I can
tell you a story o' Davie, wi' his Honour's leave. His
Honour, ye see, being under hiding in thae sair times — the
mair's the pity — he lies a' day, and whiles a' night, in the
cove in the dern hag; but though it's a bieldy eneugh bit,
and the auld gudeman o' Corse-Cleugh has panged it wi' a
kenqtle o' strae amaist, yet when the country's quiet, and the
night very cauld, his Honour whiles creeps doun here to get
a warm at the ingle and a sleep amang the blankets, and
gangs awa in the morning. And so, ae morning, siccan a
fright as 1 got! Twa unlucky red-coats were up for black-
fishing, or some siccan ])l<)y — for the neb o' tliem's never out
o' mischief — and they just got a glisk o' his Honour as he gaed
into the wood, and bangt;d aff a gun at him, I out like a jer-
falcon, and cried, * Wad they shoot an honest woman's poor
innocent bairn?" And I fleyt at them, and threepit it was my
son; and tht^y damned and swuir at me tliat it was the auld
rebel, as tlic villains ca'd liis Honour; and Davie was in the
wood, and heard tlie tuilzie, and he, just out o' his ain head,
got up the auld grey mantle that his Honour had Hung olf
him U) gang the faster, and he cam out o' the very Hamo bit o'
the wood, iiiajoriiig and looking about sat; like his Honour,
that they wei(! clean beguiled, and thought they had letlen aif
their giui at crack-brained Sawney, as they ca' him ; and they
gae me sax pence, and twa sauuion fish, to say naething about
it. Na, na, Davie's no just like other folk, puir fallow; l)ut
he's no sae silly as folk tak him for. But, tf) be sun^ how can
we do eneugh for his Honour, when we and ours have lived (jn
hia ground thia twa bundled years ; and when he keepit my

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puir Jamie at school and college, and even at the Ha' -house,
till he gaed to a better place; and when he saved me frae
being ta'en to Perth as a witch — Lord forgi'e them that
would touch sic a puir silly auld body! — and has main-
tained puir Davie at heck and manger maist feck o' his
life?"

Waverley at length found an opportunity to interrupt
Janet's narrative by an inquiry after Miss Bradwardine.

"She's well and safe, thank God! at the Duchran," an-
swered the Baron j "the laird's distantly related to us, and
more nearly to my chaplain, Mr. Kubrick ; and, though he be
of Whig principles, yet he's not forgetful of auld fi-iendship
at this time. The Bailie's doing what he can to save some-
thing out of the wreck for puir Eose; but I doubt, I doubt,
I shall never see her again, for I maun lay my banes in some
far country."

"Hout na, your Honour," said old Janet, "ye were just as
ill aff in the feifteen, and got the bonnie baronie back, an' a'.
And now the eggs is ready, and the muir-cock's brandered,
and there's ilk ane a trencher and some saut, and the heel o'
the white loaf that cam frae the Bailie's; and there* s plenty
o' brandy in the greybeard that Luckie Maclearie sent doun,
and winna ye be suppered like princes?"

" I Avish one Prince, at least, of our acquaintance may
be no worse off," said the Baron to Waverley, who joined
him in cordial hopes for the safety of the unfortunate
Chevalier.

They then began to talk of their future prospects. The
Baron's jjlan was veiy simple. It was, to escape to France,
where, by the interest of his friends, he hoped to get some
military employment, of which he still conceived himself ca-
pable. He invited Waverley to go with him, a proposal in
which he acquiesced, providing the interest of Colonel Talbot
should fail in procuring his pardon. Tacitly he hoped the
Baron would sanction his addresses to Rose, and give him a
right to assist him in his exile ; but he forbore to speak on
this subject until his own fate should be decided. They then
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anxiety, although, he observed, he was " the very Achiiles of
Horatius Flaccus,

Impiger, iracundus, inexorabilis, acer ;

which, " he continued, " has been thus rendered (vernacularly),
by Struan Robertson:

A fiery etter-cap, a fractious chiel,

As het as ginger, and as stieve as steel."

Flora had a large and unqualified share of the good old
man's sympathy.

It was now wearing late. Old Janet got into some kind of
kennel behind the hallan ; Davie hai been long asleep and
snoring between Ban and Buscar. These dogs had followed
him to the hut after the mansion-house was deserted, and
there constantly resided; and their ferocity, with the old
woman's reputation of being a witch, contributed a good deal
to keej) visitors from the glen. With this view, Bailie JNIac-
wheeble provided Janet underhand with meal for their main-
tenance, and also with little articles of luxury for his i)atron'3
use, in supplying which much precaution was necessarily
used. After some compliments, the Baron occupied his usual
couch, and Waverley reclined in an easy chair of tattered vel-
vet, wliicli had once garnished the state bed-room of Tully-
Veolan (for the furniture of this mansion was now scattered
through all the cottages in the vicinity), and went to sleep aa
comfortably as if ho had been in a bed of down.

CJIAJTEU LXV.

MOKK EXTLANATIONH.

•WiTir the first dawn of day, old -Janet was scuttling about
the house to wake the Baron, who usually slept sound and
heavily.

" I must go back," he said to Waverley, "to my cove; will
you walk down the glen wi' nie'"'

They went out together, and followed a narrow and eii*

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tangled foot-path, "which the occasional passage of anglers or
wood-cutters had traced by the side of the stream. Ou their
way the Baron explained to Waverley that he would be under
no danger in remaining a day or two at Tully-Veolan, and
even in being seen walking about, if he used the precaution of
pretending that he was looking at the estate as agent or sur-
veyor for an English gentleman who designed to be purchaser.
"With this view he recommended to him to visit the Bailie,
who still lived at the factor's house, called Little Veolan,
about a mile from the village, though he was to remove at
next term. Stanley's passport would be an answer to the
officer who commanded the military; and as to any of the
country people who might recognise Waverley, the Baron as-
sured him he was in no danger of being betrayed by them.

"I beleive," said the old man, "half the people of the
barony know that their poor auld laird is somewhere here-
about ; for I see they do not suffer a single bairn to come here
a bird-nesting ; a practice whilk, when I was in full posses-
sion of my power as baron, I was unable totally to inhibit.
Nay, I often lind bits of things in my way, that the poor
bodies, God help them ! leave there, because they think they
may be useful to me. I hope they will get a wiser master,
and as kind a one as I was."

A natural sigh closed the sentence; but the quiet equa-
nimity with which the Baron endured his misfortunes had
something in it venerable and even sublime. There was no
fruitless repining, no turbid melancholy; he bore his lot, and
the hardships which it involved, with a good-humoured,
though serious composure, and used no violent language
against the prevailing jjarty.

" I did what I thought my duty," said the good old man,
" and questionless they are doing what they think theirs. It
grieves me sometimes to look upon these blackened walls "of
the house of my ancestors; but doubtless officers cannot al-
ways keep the soldier's hand from depredation and spuilzie;
and Gustavus Adolphus himself, as ye may read in Colonel
Munro his Expedition with the Worthy Scotch Regiment called
Mackay's Regiment, did often permit it. Indeed I have my-

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self seen as sad sights as Tully-Veolan now is when I served
with the Marechal Duke of Berwick. To be sure we may say
with Virgilius Maro, Fuirmis Troes — and there's the end of
an auld sang. But houses and families and men have a' stood
lang eneugh when they have stood till they fall with honour j
and now I have gotten a house that is not unlike a domus
tdtima" — they were now standing below a steep rock. '* We
poor Jacobites," continued the Baron, looking up, "are now
like the conies in Holy Scripture (which the great traveller
Poeocke calleth Jerboa), a feeble people, that make our abode
in the rocks. So, fare you well, my good lad, till we meet at
Janet's in the even ; for I mus get into my Patmos, which is
no easy matter for my auld stiff limbs."

With that he began to ascend the rock, striding, with the
help of his hands, from one precarious footstep to another,
till he got about half-way up, where two or three bushes con-
cealed the mouth of a hole, resembling an oven, into which
the Baron insinuated, first his head and shoulders, and then,
by slow gradation, the rest of his long body; his legs and feet
finally disappearing, coiled up like a huge snake entering his
retreat, or a long pedigree introduced with care and difficulty
mUi the narrow pigeoii-liolo of an old cabinet. Waverley had
the curiosity to clamber up and look in upon him in liis den,
as the lurking-place miglit well be termed. Ui)on the whole,
he looked not unlike that ingenious puzzle called "a reel in a
Ixjttle, " tlie marvel of children (and of some grown people
too, myself for one), who can neither comprehend the mystery
how it h.'w got in or how it is to be taken out. Tlio cave was
very narrow, too 1(jw in the roof to admit of his standing, or
almost of his sitting up, though he made some awkward at-
temjjts at the latter posture. His soU; amusement was the
perusal of his old friend Titus Livius, varied by occasionally
scratching Latin proverbs and texts of Scripture with hia
knife on the roof and walls of his fortalice, which were of
sandstone. As the eavo wafl dry, and fdled with clean straw
and withered fern, "it mafle," as hn said, coiling himself up
with an airof snugness and comfort which contnusted strangely
with his situation, " unless when the wind waa due north, a
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very passable gite for an old soldier." Neither, as he ob-
served, was he without sentries for the purpose of recon-
noitring. Davie and his mother were constantly on the watch
to discover and avert danger; and it was singular what
instances of address seemed dictated by the instinctive at-
tachment of the poor simpleton when his patron's safety was
concerned.

"With Janet, Edward now sought an interview. He had
recognised her at first sight as the old woman who had nursed
him during his sickness after his delivery from Gifted Gil-
fillan. The hut also, though a little repaired and somewhat
better furnished, Avas certainly the place of his confinement;
and he now recollected on the common moor of Tully-Yeolan
the trunk of a large decayed tree, called the trysting-tree,
which he had no doubt was the same at which the Highlanders
rendezvoused on that memorable night. All this he had com-
bined in his imagination the night before; but reasons which
may probably occur to the reader prevented him from cate-
chising Janet in the presence of the Baron.

He now commenced the task in good earnest; and the first
question was, Who was the young lady that visited the hut
during his illness? Janet paused for a little; and then ob-
served, that to keep the secret now would neither do good nor
ill to anybody.

" It was just a leddy that hasna her equal in the world —
Miss Rose Bradwardine!"

" Then Miss Rose was probably also the author of my de
liverance," inferred Waverley, delighted at the confirmation
of an idea which local circumstances had already induced him
to entertain.

"I wot well, Mr. Wauverley, and that was she e'en; but
sair, sair angry and affronted wad she hae been, puir thing,
if she had thought ye had been ever to ken a word about the
matter; for she gar'd me speak aye Gaelic when ye was in
hearmg, to make ye trow we were in the Hielands. I can
speak it well eneugh, for my mother was a Hieland woman."

A few more questions now brought out the whole mystery
respecting Waverley' s deliverance from the bondage in which

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lie left Cairnvreekan. Never did music sound sweeter to an
amateur than the drowsy tautology with which old Janet de-
tailed every circumstance thrilled upon the ears of Waverley.
But my reader is not a lover, and I must spare his patience,
"by attempting to condense within reasonable compass the nar-
rative which old Janet spread through a harangue of nearly
two hours.

When Waverley communicated to Fergus the letter he had
received from Kose Bradwai'dine by Davie Gellatley, giving
an account of Tully-Veolan being occupied by a small party of
soldiers, that circumstance had struck upon the busy and
active mind of the Chieftain. Eager to distress and narrow
the posts of the enemy, desirous to prevent their establishing
a garrison so near him, and willing also to oblige the Baron —
for he often had the idea of marriage with Rose floating
through his brain — he resolved to send some of his people to
drive out the red-coats and to bring Rose to Glennaquoich.
But just as he had ordered Evan with a small party on this
duty, the news of Cope's having marched into the Highlands,
to meet and disperse the forces of the Chevalier ere they came
to a head, obliged him to join the standard with his whole
forces.

He sent to order Donald Bean to attend him ; but that cau-
tious freebooter, who well understood the value of a separate
command, instead of joining, sent various apologies which
the pressure of the times compelled Fergus to admit as cur-
rent, though not without the internal resolution of being re-
venged on him for his procrastination, time and place con-
venient. However, as he could not amend the m.atter, he
issued orders to Donald txi descend int« the Low Country,
drive the aoldiprs from Tully-Veolan, and, paying all respect
to the mansion of thn l'»aron, to take his abode somewhere
near it, for protection of hi.s daughter and family, and to
harass and drive away any of the armed volunteers or small
partips of military whicli he might find moving about the
vicinity.

As this charge formed a sort of roving eommission, which
Donald proposed to interpret in the way most advantageous to

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himself, as he was relieved from the immediate terrors of
Fergus, and as he had, from former secret services, some inte-
rest in the councils of the Chevalier, he resolved to make hay
while the sun shone. He achieved without difi&culty the task
of driving the soldiers from Tully-Veolan ; but, although he
did not venture to encroach upon the interior of the family, or
to disturb Miss Eose, being unwilling to make himself a pow-
erfid enemy in the Chevalier's army.

For well he knew the Baron's wrath was deadly ;

yet he set about to raise contributions and exactions upon th«
tenantry, and otherwise to turn the war to his own advantage.
Meanwhile he mounted the white cockade, and waited upon
Rose with a pretext of great devotion for the service in which
her father was engaged, and many apologies for the freedom
he must necessarily use for the support of his people. It was
at this moment that Rose learned, by open-mouthed fame,
with all sorts of exaggeration, that Waverley had killed the
smith at Cairn vreckan, in an attempt to arrest him ; had been
cast into a dungeon by Major Melville of Cairn vreckan, and
was to be executed by martial law within three days. In the
agony which these tidings excited, she proposed to Donald
Bean the rescue of the prisoner. It was the very sort of ser-
vice which he was desirous to undertake, judging it might
constitute a merit of such a nature as would make amends
for any peccadilloes which he might be guilty of in the coun-
try. He had the art, however, pleading all the while duty
and discipline, to hold off, until poor Rose, in the extremity
of her distress, offered to bribe him to the enterprise with
some valuable jewels which had been her mother's.

Donald Bean, who had served in France, knew, and per-
haps over-estimated, the value of these trinkets. But he also
perceived Rose's apprehension of its being discovered that
she had parted with her jewels for Waverley's liberation.
Resolved this scruple should not part him and the treasure,
he voluntarily offered to take an oath that he would never
mention Miss Rose's share in the transaction; and, foreseeing
convenience in keeping the oath and no probable advantage

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in breaking it, he took the engagement — in order, as he told
his lieutenant, to deal handsomely by the young lady — in the
only mode and form which, by a mental paction with himself,
he considered as binding ; he swore secrecy upon his drawn
dirk. He was the more especially moved to this act of good
faith by some attentions that Miss Bradwardine showed to his
daughter Alice, which, while they gained the heart of the
moimtain damsel, highly gratified the pride of her father.
Alice, who could now si>eak a little English, was very com-
municative in return for Rose's kindness, readily confided to
her the whole pap(^is respecting the intrigue with Gardiner's
regiment, of which she Avas the depositary, and as readily un-
detrook, at her instance, to restore them to Waverley without
her father's knowledge. " For they may oblige the bonnie
young lady and the handsome young gentleman," said Alice,
"and what use has my father for a whin bits o' scarted
paper?"

The reader is aware that she took an opportunity of exe-
cuting this purpose on the eve of Waverley's leaving the glen.

How Donald executed his enterprise the reader is aware.
But the expulsion of tlie military from Tully-Veolan had given
alarm, and while he was lying in wait for Gilfillan, a strong
party, such as Donald did not care to face, was sent to drive
Lack tlie insurgents in their turn, to encamp there, and to pro-
tect the country. Tlie officer, a gentleman and a disciplina-
rian, iieitlier intruded iiiiiisclf on Miss Bradwardine, whose
nnj)rotccted situation ho r('s])ected, nor permitted his soldiora
to commit any l)reaoh of discipline. He formed a little camp
npon an eminence near the house of Tully-Veolan, and i>laced
proper guards at tlie passes in the vicinity. Tliis unwelcome
news readied Donald J'wan Lean as he was returning to Tully-
Veolan. Determined, however, to obtain the guerdon of his
labour, he resolved, since ayijiroach to Tully-Veolan Avas im-
possible, to deposit his prisoner in Janet's cottage, a place the
very existence c)f Avliich could hardly have been 8ua])ected even
hy those who had long lived in the vicinity, unless they had
been guided thither, and wliich was utterly unkno-wn to Wa-
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reward. Waverley's illness was an event which deranged all
their calculations. Donald was obliged to leave the neighbor-
hood with his people, and to seek more free course for his ad-
ventures elsewhere. At Rose's earnest entreaty, he left au
old man, a herbalist, who was supposed to imderstand a little
of medicine, to attend Waverley during his illness.

In the mean while, new and fearful doubts started in Rose's
mind. They were suggested by old Janet, who insisted that,
a reward having been offered for the apprehension of Wa-
verley, and his own personal effects being so valuable, there
was no saying to what breach of faith Donald might be
tempted. In an agony of grief and terror. Rose took the dar-
ing resolution of explaining to the Prince himself the danger
in which Mr. Waverley stood, judging that, both as a politi-
cian and a man of honour and humanity, Charles Edward
would interest himself to prevent his falling into the hands of
the opposite party. This letter she at first thought of send-
ing anonymously, but naturally feared it would not in that
case be credited. She therefore subscribed her name, though
with reluctance and terror, and consigned it in charge to a
young man who, at leaving his farm to join the Chevalier's
army, made it his petition to her to have some sort of creden-
tials to the adventurer, from whom he hoped to obtain a com-
mission.

The letter reached C'harles Edward on his descent to the
Lowlands, and, aware of the political importance of having
it supposed that lie was in correspondence with the English
Jacobites, he caused the most positive orders to be trans-
mitted to Donald Bean Lean to transmit Waverley, safe and
uninjured, in person or effects, to the governor of Doune Cas-
tle. The freebooter durst not disobey, for the army of the
Prince was now so near him that punishment might have fol-
lowed; besides, he was a politician as well as a robber, and
was unwilling to cancel the interest created through former
secret services by being refractory on this occasion. He
therefore made a virtue of necessity, and transmitted orders
to his lieutenant to convey Edward to Doune, which was
safely accomplished in the mode mentioned in a former chap-

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ter. The governor of Doune was directed to send him to
Edinburgh as a prisoner, because the Prince was apprehensive
that Waverley, if set at liberty, might have resumed his pur-
pose of returning to England, without affording him an op-
portunity of a personal interview. In this, indeed, he acted
by the advice of the Chieftain of Glennaquoich, with whom
it may be remembered the Chevalier communicated upon the
mode of disposing of Edward, though without telling him how
he came to learn the place of his confinement.

This, indeed, Charles Edward considered as a lady's se-
cret; for although Rose's letter was couched in the most cau-
tious and general terms, and professed to be written merely
from motives of humanity and zeal for the Prince's service,
yet she expressed so anxious a wish that she should not be
kjiown to have interfered, that the Chevalier was induced to
suspect the deep interest which she took in Waverley's safety.
This conjecture, which was well founded, led, however, to
false inferences. For the emotion which Edward displayed
on aj^proacliing Flora and Rose at the ball of Holy rood was
placed by the Chevalier to the account of the latter ; and ha
conohided that the Baron's views about the settlement of his
property, or some such obstacle, thwarted their mutual incli-
nations. Common fame, it is true, frequently gave Waverley
to iMiss Mac-Ivor; but the ]*rince knew that common fame is
very jjrodigal in such gifts; and, watching attentively the be-
haviour of the ladies towards Waverley, he had no doubt that
tlie young Englishman had no interest with Flora, and was
beloved by Rose liradwardine. Desirous to bind Waverley
to his service, and wishing also to do a kind and friendly
atition, th(! I'rince next a.ssailed tlie I?aron on the subject of
settling liis estate u\Hm his daugliter. Mr. Hradwardine
ac(iui«!sced; l)ut tlie consequence was that Fergus was imme-
diately induced tf> prefer his double suit for a wife and an
earldom, wliicli the Prince rejected in the manner we have
seen. The Chevalier, constantly engaged in his own multi-
plied affairs, had not hitherto sought any explanation with
Waverley, thou^^h often meaning to do so. But after FergiLs's
declaiatioii he saw the ueceaaity of appearing neutral betwee»

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the rivals, devoutly hoping that the matter, which now
seemed fraught with the seeds of strife, might be permitted
to lie over till the termination of the expedition. When, on
the march to Derby, Fergus, being questioned concerning his
quarrel with Waverley, alleged as the cause that Edward was
desirous of retracting the suit he had made to his sister, the
Chevalier plainly told him that he had himself observed Miss
Mac-Ivor's behaviour to Waverley, and that he was convinced
Fergus was under the influence of a mistake in judging of
Waverley's conduct, who, he had every reason to l)elieve, was
engaged to Miss Bradwardine. The quarrel which ensued be-
tween Edward and the Chieftain is, I hope, still in the re-
membrance of the reader. These circumstances will serve to
explain such pohits of our narrative as, according to the cus-
tom of storj'^-tellers, we deemed it fit to leave unexplained, for
the purpose of exciting the reader's curiosity.

When Janet had once finished the leading facts of this
narrative, Waverley was easily enabled to apply the clue
which they alforded to other mazes of the labyrinth in which
he had been engaged. To Kose Bradwardine, then, he owed
the life which he now thought he could willingly have laid
down to serve her. A little reflection convinced him, how-
ever, that to live for her sake was more convenient and agree-
able, and that, being possessed of independence, she might
share it with him either in foreign coim tries or in his own.
The pleasure of being allied to a man of the Baron's high
worth, and who was so much valued by his luicle Sir Everard,
was also an agreeable consideration, had anything been want-
ing to recommendf the match. His absurdities, which had
appeared grotesquely ludicrous during his prosperity, seemed,
in the sunset of his fortune, to be harmonised and assimilated
with the noble features of his character, so as to add pecu-
liarity without exciting ridicule. His mind occupied with
such projects of future happiness, Edward sought Little Veo»
Ian, the habitation of Mr. Duncan Macwheebie.

WAVERLEY, ^3

CHAPTER LXVI.

Now is Cupid a child of conscience — he makes restitution.

Shakspeabi.

Mr. Duncan Macwheeble, no longer Commissary or Bai-
lie, though still enjoying the empty name of the latter dignity,
had escaped proscription by an early secession from the in-
surgent party and by his insignificance.

Edward found him in his office, immersed among papers
and accounts. Before him was a large bicker of oatmeal por-
ridge, and at the side thereof a horn spoon and a bottle of
two-penny. Eagerly rmining his eye over a voluminous law-
paper, he from time to time shovelled an immense spoonful of
these nutritive viands into his capacious mouth. A pot-bel-
lied Dutch lx)ttle of brandy which stood by intimated either
that this honest limb of the law had taken his vioniing al-
ready, or that he meant to season his porridge with such di-
gestive; or perhaps both circumstances might reasonably be
inferred. His night-cap and morning - gown had whilome
been of tartan, but, equally cautious and frugal, the honest
Bailie had got them dyed black, lest their original ill-omened
colour might remind liis visitors of his unlucky excursion to
Derby. To sum up the picture, his face was daubed with
snuff up to tlie eyes, and his fingers with ink up to tlie
knuckles. He looked dubiously at Waverloy as he ai)proached
the little gi-eeu rail which fenced his desk and stool from the
approiich of the vulgar. Nothing could give the Bailie more
annoyance than tlie idea of his acquaintant^e being claimed by
any of the unfortunate gentlemen who were now so nuich
more likely \m need a.ssistan(;e than to afford profit. But this
was the rich young Englishman ; who knew what might be his
situation? He was the Baron's friend too; what was to be
done?

While these reflections gave an air of absurd perplexity to
the poor man's visage, Waverley, reflecting on the communi-
cation he was about to make to him, of a nature so ridiculously

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coutrasted with the appearance of the individual, could not
help bursting out a-laughing, as he checked the propensity to
exclaim with Syphax —

Cato's a proper person to intrust
A love-tale with.

As Mr. Macwheeble had no idea of any person laughing
heartily who was either encircled by peril or oppressed by
poverty, the hilarity of Edward's countenance greatly re-
lieved the embarrassment of his own, and, giving him a toler-
ably hearty welcome to Little Veolan, he asked what he woidd
choose for breakfast. His visitor had, in the first place,
something for his private ear, and begged leave to bolt the
door. Dimcan by no means liked this precaution, which sa-
voured of danger to be apprehended ; but he could not now
di-aw back.

Convinced he might trust this man, as he could make it his
interest to be faithful, Edward communicated his present
situation and future schemes to Macwheeble. The wily agent
listened with apprehension when he found Waverley was stUl
in a state of proscription ; was somewhat comforted by learn-
ing that he had a passport ; rubbed his hands with glee when
he mentioned the amount of his present fortune ; opened huge
eyes when he heard the brilliancy of his future expectations;
but when he expressed his intention to share them with Miss
Hose Bradwardine, ecstasy had almost deprived the honest
man of his senses. The Bailie started from his three-footed
stool like the Pythoness from her tripod ; flung his best wig
out of the window, because the block on which it was placed
stood in the way of his career ; chucked his cap to the ceiling,
caught it as it fell; whistled " Tullochgorum" ; danced a
Highland fling with inimitable grace and agility, and then
threw himself exhausted into a chair, exclaiming, " Lady
Wauverley! ten thousand a-year the least penny 1 Lord pre-
serve my poor understanding!"

" Amen with all my heart, " said Waverley ; " but now, Mr.
Macwheeble, let us proceed to business." This word had
somewhat a sedative effect, but the Bailie's head, as he ex-
pressed himself, was still "in the bees." He mended his

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pen, however, marked half a dozen sheets of paper with au
ample marginal fold, whipped down Dallas of St. Martin's
Styles from a sheK, where that venerable work roosted with
Stair's Institutions, Dirleton's Doubts, Balfour's Practiques,
and a parcel of old account-books, opened the volume at the
article Contract of Marriage, and prepared to make what he
called a " sma' minute to prevent parties f rae resiling. "

With some difficulty Waverley made him comprehend that
he was going a little too fast. He explained to him that he
should want his assistance, in the first place, to make his res-
idence safe for tlie time, by writing to the officer at Tully-
Veolan that Mr. Stanley, an English gentleman nearly related
to Colonel Talbot, was u])on a visit of business at Mr. Mac-
wheeble's, and, knowing the state of the country, has sent his
passport for Captain Foster's inspection. This produced a
polite answer from the officer, with an invitation to Mr. Stan-
ley to dine with him, which was declined (as may easily be
8upiX)sed) under pretence of business.

Waverley's next recpiest was, that Mr. Macwheeble would

despatch a man and horse to , the post-town at which

Colonel Tall)Ot was to address him, with directions to wait
there until the jx>st should bring a letter for Mr. Stanley, and
then to fcjrward it to Little Veolan with all speed. In a mo-
ment the liailie was in search of his apprentice (or servitor,
as he was called Sixty Years since), Jock Scriever, and in not
mudi greater space of time Jock was on the back of the white
pony.

"Take care ye guide him well, sir, for he's aye been short
in the wind since — ahem — Lord be gudo to me! (in a low
voice), I wa.s gaun to come out wi' — since I rode whi]) and
spur Ui fetxih tlie (!hevalier to redd Mr. Wanverley and Vich
lati Volir; and an uncanny couj) I gat for my j)ains. Lord
forgie your honour! 1 might liae broken my neck; but troth
it was in a venture, mae ways nor ane; but this maks amends
for a'. Lady Wauverleyl ten thousand a-year! Lord be
gude imto me!"

" Hut y(;u forget, Mr. Macwheeble, we want the Baron's
consent — the lady's "

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" Never fear, I'se be caution for them ; I'se gie you my
personal warrandice. Ten thousand a-year! it dings Balma-
whapple out and out — a year's rent's worth a' Balmawhap-
ple, fee and life-rent! Lord make us thankful!"

To turn the current of his feelings, Edward inquired if he
had heard anything lately of the Chieftain of Glennaquoich.

" Not one word, " answered Macwheeble, *' but that he was
still in Carlisle Castle, and was soon to be panelled for his
life. I dinna wish the young gentleman ill," he said, "but I
hope that they that hae got him will keep him, and no let
him back to this Hieland border to plague us wi' black-mail
and a' manner o' violent, wrongous, and masterfu' oppres-
sion and spoliation, both by himself and others of his caus-
ing, sending, and hounding out ; and he could na tak care o'
the siller when he had gotten it neither, but flung it a' into
yon idle quean's lap at Edinburgh; but light come light gane.
Eor my pai-t, I never wish to see a kilt in the country again,
nor a red-coat, nor a gim, for that matter, unless it were to
shoot a paitrick ; they're a' tarr'd wi' ae stick. And when
they have done ye wrang, even when ye hae gotten decreet of
spuilzie, oppression, and violent profits against them, what
better are ye? They haena aplack to pay ye; ye need never
extraxjt it."

With such discourse, and the intervening topics of business,
the time passed imtil dinner, Macwheeble meanwhile promis-
ing to devise some mode of introducing Edward at the
Duchran, where Rose at present resided, without risk of
danger or suspicion ; which seemed no very easy task, since
the laird was a very zealous friend to government. The
poultry-yard had been laid under requisition, and cockyleeky
and Scotch collops soon reeked in the Bailie's little parlour.
The landlord's corkscrew was just introduced into the muzzle
of a pint bottle of claret (cribbed possibly from the cellars of
Tully-Veolan), when the sight of the grey pony passing the
window at full trot induced the Bailie, but with due precau-
tion, to place it aside for the moment. Enter Jack Scriever
with a packet for Mr. Stanley; it is Colonel Talbot's seal,
and Edward's fingers tremble as he undoes it. Two official

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papers, folded, signed, and sealed in all formality, drop out.
They were hastily picked up by the Bailie, who had a natural
respect for everything resembling a deed, and, glancing slily
on theii- titles, his eyes, or rather spectacles, are greeted with
" Protection by his Royal Highness to the person of CosmO'
Comyne Bradwardine, Esq., of that ilk, commonly called
Baron of Bradwardine, forfeited for his accession to the late
rebellion. " The other proxies to be a protection of the same
tenor in favour of Edward Waverley, Esq, Colonel Talbot's
letter was in these words :

" My Dear Edward :

" I am just arrived here, and yet I have finished my busi-
ness ; it has cost me some trouble though, as you shall hear.
I waited upon his Royal Highness immediately on my arrival,
and found him in no very good humour for my purpose.
Three or four Scotch gentlemen were just leaving his levee.
After he had expressed himself to me very courteously;
* Would you think it, ' he said, ' Talbot, here have been hall
a dozen of the most respectable gentlemen and best friends to
government north of the Forth, Major lyielville of Cairnvreckan,
Kubrick of Ducliran, and others, who have fairly wrung from
me, by their downright importunity, a present protection and
the promise of a future pard<jn for that stubborn old rebel
whom they call Baron of Bradwardine. They allege that hia
high personal character, and the clemency which he showed
to such of our people as fell into the rebels' hands, should
weigh in his favour, especially as the loss of liis estate is
likely to be a severe enough jmnisliment. Kubrick has under-
taken to keep him at his own house till things are settled in
the country; but it's a little hard to be forced in a manner to
j)ardon such a mortal enemy to the House <tf Brunswick.*
Tliis was no favourable moment for opening my busiimss;
however, T said T was rejoiced U) learn that liis Royal High-
ness was in the course of granting such requests, as it em-
boldened 7no to present one of the like nature in my own
n;imc. Tie was very angry, but T perfiisted; T mentioned the
uniform support of our three votes in the house, touched mod-

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estly on services abroad, though valuable only in his Royal
Highness 's having been pleased kindly to accept them, and
founded pretty strongly on his own expressions of friendship
and good-will. He was embarrassed, but obstinate. I hinted
the policy of detaching, on all future occasions, the heir of
such a fortune as your imcle's from the machinations of the
disaffected. But I made no impression, I mentioned the
obligations which I lay under to Sir Everard and to you per-
sonally, and claimed, as the sole reward of my services, that
he would be pleased to afford me the means of evincing my
gratitude. I perceived that he still meditated a refusal, and,
taking my commission from my pocket, I said (as a last re-
source) that, as his Koyal Highness did not, under these
pressing circumstances, think me worthy of a favour which he
had not scrupled to grant to other gentlemen whose services
I could hardly judge more important than my own, I must
beg leave to deposit, with all humility, my commission in his
Eoyal Highness's hands, and to retire from the service. He
was not prepared for this ; he told me to take up my commis-
sion, said some handsome things of my services, and granted
my request. You are therefore once more a free man, and
I have promised for you that you will be a good boy in future,
and remember what you owe to the lenity of government.
Thus you see my prince can be as generous as yours. I do
not pretend, indeed, that he confers a favour with all the for-
eign graces and compliments of your Chevalier errant; but
he has a plain English manner, and the evident reluctance
with which he grants your request indicates the sacrifice
which he makes of his own inclination to your wishes. My
friend, the adjutant-general, has procured me a duplicate of
the Baron's protection (the original being in Major Melville's
possession), which I send to you, as I know that if you can
find him you will have pleasure in being the first to communi-
cate the joyful intelligence. He will of course repair to the
Duchran without loss of time, there to ride quarantine for a
few weeks. As for you, I give you leave to escort him
thither, and to stay a week there, as I understand a certain
fair lady is in that quarter. And I have the pleasure to tell

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you that whatever progress you can make in her good graces
■will be highly agreeable to Sir Everard and Miss Eachel, who
wiU never believe your views and prospects settled, and the
three ermines passant in actual safety, until you present them
with a Mrs. Edward Waverley. Now, certain love-affairs of
my own — a good many years since — interrupted some meas-
sures which were then proposed in favour of the three ermines
passant; so I am bound in honour to make them amends.
Therefore make good use of your time, foi', when your week
is expired, it will be necessary that you go to London to plead
your pardon in the law courts.

" Ever, dear Waverley, yours most truly,

"Philip Talbot."

»

CHAPTER LXVII.

Happy's the wooing
That's not long a-doing.

Wn-RN the first rapturous sensation occasioned by these
excellent tidings had somewhat subsided, Edward proposed
instantly to go down to the glen to acquaint the Karon with
thfiir import. But the cautious Bailie justly observed that, if
the I'aron were to appear instantly iu public, tlie tenantry and
villagers might become riotous in expressing their joy, and
give offence to " the powers that be," a sort of persons for
whom the I'ailio always had unlimited respect. He therefore
proposed tliat ISfr. Wave.rley should go to Janet (Jellatley's
and bring the Baron up under cloud of night to Little Veolan,
where lie might once more enjoy the luxury of a good hod.
In the mean while, he said, lie himself would go to Captain
Foster and show him tho Barmi's protection, and obtain his
countenance for harbouring him that night, and he would have
horses ready on the morrow U) set him on his way to the
Diichran along with Mr. Stanley, " whilk denomination, T ap-
prehend, your honour will for the present retain," said the
Bailie.

"Certainly, ^^^. Maewheebb'; but will you not go down to
the glen yourself in the evening to meet your patron?"

470 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

" That I -wad wi' a' my heart ; and rnickle obliged to your
honour for putting me in mind o' my bounden duty. But it
will be past sunset afore I get back frae the Captain's, and at
these unsonsy hours the glen has a bad name; there's some-
thing no that canny about auld Janet Gellatley. The Laird
he'll no believe thae things, but he was aye ower rash and
ventui'esome, and feared neither man nor devil, and sae's seen
o't. But right sure am I Sir George Mackenyie says, that no
divine can doubt there are witches, since the Bible says thou
shalt not suffer them to live ; and that no lawyer in Scotland
can doubt it, since it is punishable with death by our law.
So there's baith law and gospel for it. An his honour winna
believe the Leviticus, he might aye believe the Statute-book;
but he may tak his ain way o't; it's a' ane to Duncan Mac-
wheeble. However, I shall send to ask up auld Janet this
e'en; it's best no to lightly them that have that character;
and we'll want Davie to turn the spit, for I'll gar Eppie put
down a fat goose to the fire for your honours to your supper."

When it was near sunset Waverley hastened to the hut;
and he could not but allow that superstition had chosen no im-
proper locality, or unfit object, for the foundation of her fan-
tastic terrors. It resembled exactly the description of

Spenser :

There, in a gloomy hollow glen, she found

A little cottage built of sticks and reeds,
In homely wise, and wall'd with sods around,

In which a witch did dwell in loathly weeds.
And wilful want, all careless of her needs.

So choosing solitary to abide
Far from all neighbours, that her devilish deeds.

And hellish arts, from people she might hide.
And hurt far off, unknown, whomsoever she espied.

He entered the cottage with these verses in his memory.
Poor old Janet, bent double with age and bleared with peat-
smoke, was tottering about the hut with a birch broom, mut-
tering to herself as she endeavoured to make her hearth and
floor a little clean for the reception of her expected guests.
Waverley 's step made her start, look up, and fall a-trembling,
BO much had her nerves been on the rack for her patron's
safety. With difficulty Waverley made her comprehend that

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the Baron -was now safe from personal danger ; and when her
mind had admitted that jojy'ful news, it was equally hard to
make her believe that he was not to enter again upon posses-
sion of his estate. *' It behoved to be, " she said, " he wad
get it back again ; naebody wad be sae gripple as to tak his
gear after they had gi'en him a pardon; and for that Inch-
G rabbit, I could whiles wish my sell a witch for his sake, if I
werena feared the Enemy wad tak me at my word. " Wav-
erley then gave her some money, and promised that her
fidelity should be rewarded. " How can I be rewarded, sir,
sae weel as just to see my auld maister and Miss Eose come
back and bruik their ain?"

Waverley now took leave of Janet, and soon stood beneath
the Baron's Tatmos. At a low whistle he observed the vete-
ran peeping out to reconnoitre, like an old badger with his
head out of his hole. " Ye hae come rather early, my good
lad," said he, descending; "I question if the red-coats hae
beat the tattoo yet, and we're not safe till then."

" Good news cannot be told too soon, " said Waverley ; and
with infinite joy communicated to him the hapi)y tidings.
The old man stood for a moment in silent devotion, then ex-
claimed, " Praise be to God! I shall see my bairn again."

" And never, I hope, to jtart with her more," said Waverley.

" I trust in (rod not, unless it be to win the means of sup-
porting her; for my things are but in a bruckle state ; but
what sign i tics warld's gear?"

" And if," said AVavevley modostly, "there were a situation
in life wliioli would i)ut Miss l-5radwardiiie beyond the uncer-
tainty of fortune, and in the rank to which slie was born^
would you object to it, my dear Baron, because it would make
one of your fnends the hap])iest man in the world?" The
IWon turned and looked at him with great earnestness.
"Yes," continued Edwaid, " I shall not consider my sent.ence
of banishment as repealed unless you will give me permission
to accompany you to the Duchran, ;uid "

Tlic I'aron seemed willeeting all his dignity t/) make a suit-
able reply U) what, at anfttlier time, lie would liavn treated as
the proi)Oundiug a treaty of alliance between the houses of

472 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Bradwardiiie and Waverley. But his efforts were in vaiu ;
the father was too mighty for the Baron ; the pride of birth
and rank were swept away; in the joyful surprise a slight
convulsion passed rapidly over his features, as he gave way to
the feelings of nature, threw his arms around Waverley'3
neck, and sobbed out : " My son, my son ! if I had been to
search the world, I would have made my choice here." Ed-
ward returned the embrace with great sympathy of feeling,
and for a little while they both kept silence. At length it
was broken by Edward. " But Miss Bradwardine?"

" She had never a will but her old father's ; besides, you
are a likely youth, of honest principles and high birth ; no,
she never had any other will than mine, and in my proudest
days I could not have wished a mair eligible espousal for her
than the nephew of my excellent old friend, Sir Everard.
But I hope, young man, ye deal na rashly in this matter? I
hope ye hae secured the approbation of your ain friends and
allies, particularly of your uncle, who is in loco parentis?
Ah! we maun tak heed o' that." Edward assured him that
Sir Everard would think himself highly honoured in the flat-
tering reception his proposal had met with, and that it had
his entire approbation ; in evidence of which he put Colonel
Talbot's letter into the Baron's hand. The Baron read it
with great attention. " Sir Everard, " he said, " always de-
spised wealth in comparison of honour and birth; and indeed-
he hath no occasion to court the Diva Pecunia. Yet I now
wish, since this Malcolm turns out such a parricide, for I can
call him no better, as to think of alienating the family in-
heritance— I now wish (his eyes fixed on a part of the roof
which was visible above the trees) that I could have left Rose
the auld hurley-house and the riggs belanging to it. And
yet," said he, resuming more cheerfidly, "it's maybe as well
as it is ; fur, as Baron of Bradwardine, I might have thought
it my duty to insist upon certain compliances respecting name
and bearings, while now, as a landless laird wi' a tocherless
daughter, no one can blame me for departing from."

"Now, Heaven be praised!" thought Edward, "that Sir
Everard does not hear these scruples ! The three ermines pas-

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saat and rampant bear would certainly have gone together by
the ears," He then, with all the ardour of a young lover, as-
sured the Baron that he sought for his happiness only in
Rose's heart and hand, and thought himself as happy in her
father's simple approbation as if he had settled an earldom
upon his daughter.

They now reached Little Veolan. The goose was smoking
on tlie table, and the Bailie brandished his knife and fork.
A joyous greeting took place between him and his patron.
The kitchen, too, had its company. Auld Janet was estab-
Ished at the ingle-nook ; Davie had turned the spit to his im-
mortal honour ; and even Ban and Buscar, in the liberality of
Macwheeble's joy, had been stuffed to the throat with food,
and now lay snoring on the floor.

The next day conducted the Baron and his young friend to
the Duchran, where the former was expected, in consequence
of the success of the nearly unanimous application* of the Scot-
tish friends of government in his favour. This had been so
general and so powerful that it was almost thought his estate
might have been saved, had it not passed into the rapacious
hands of his unworthy kinsman, whose right, arisuig out of
the Baron's attainder, could not be affected by a pardon from
the crown. The old gentleman, however, said, with his usual
spirit, he was more gratified by the hold he possessed in the
good opinion of his neighlK)urs than he would have been in
being " rehabilitated and restored in integrum, had it been
found practicable."

Wo shall not attempt to describe the meeting of the father
and daughter, loving each other so affectionately, and sepa-
rated under such }>erilou8 circumstances. Still less shall we
attempt t^) analyse tlie deep blush of Rose at receiving the
compliments of Waverlcy, or stop to inquire whether she had
any curiosity respecting the particular cause of his journey to
Scotland at that period. Wo sliall not even trouble the reader
with the humdrum details of a courtship Sixty Years since.
It is enough to say that, under so strict a martinet as the
Baron, all things were conducted in duo form. He took upon
himself, the morning after their arrival, tlie task of auuomic-

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ing the proposal of Waverley to Rose, which she heard with a
proper degree of maiden timidity. Fame does, however, say
that Waverley had the evening before found five minutes to
apprise her of what was coming, while the rest of the com-
pany were looking at three twisted serpents which formed a
jet iVeau in the garden.

My fair readers will judge for themselves; but, for my
part, I cannot conceive how so important an affair could be
communicated in so short a space of time ; at least, it certainly
took a full hour in the Baron's mode of conveying it,

Waverley was now considered as a received lover in all the
forms. He was made, by dint of smirking and nodding on
the part of the lady of the house, to sit next Miss Bradwardine
at dinner, to be Miss Bradwardine's partner at cards. If he
came into the room, she of the four Miss Kubricks Avho chanced
to be next Rose was sure to recollect that her thimble or her
scissors were ««■ thi^ other end of the room, in order to leave
the seat neawebt to Miss Bradwardine vacant for his occupa-
tion. And sometimes, if papa and mamma were not in the
way to keep them on their good behaviour, the misses would
titter a little. The old Laird of Duchran would also have his
occasional jest, and the old lady her remark. Even the Baron
could not refrain; but here Rose escaped every embarrass-
ment but that of conjecture, for his wit was usually couched
in a Latin quotation. The very footmen sometimes grinned
too broadly, the maidservants giggled mayhap too loud, and
a provoking air of intelligence seemed to pervade the whole
family. Alice Bean, the pretty maid of the cavern, who,
after her father's misfortune, as she called it, had attended
Rose as fille-de-chamhre, smiled and smirked with the best of
them. Rose and Edward, however, endured all these little
vexatious circumstances as other folks have done before and
Bince, and probably contrived to obtain some indemnification,
since they are not supposed, on the whole, to have been par-
ticularly unhappy during Waverley's six days' stay at the
Duchian.

It was finally arranged that Edward should go to Waverley-
Honour to make the necessary arrangements for his marriage^

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thence to London to take the proper measures for pleading his
pardon, and return as soon as possible to claim the hand of
his plighted bride. He also intended in his journey to visit
Colonel Talbot ; but, above all, it was his most important ob-
ject to learn the fate of the unfortunate Chief of Glenna-
quoich ; to visit him at Carlisle, and to try whether anything
could be done for procuring, if not a pardon, a commutation
at least, or alleviation, of the punishment to which he was
almost certain of being condemned ; and, in case of the worst,
to offer the miserable Flora an asylum with Rose, or other-
wise to assist her views in any mode which might seem pos-
sible. The fate of Fergus seemed hard to be averted.
Edward had already striven to interest his friend. Colonel
Talbot, in his behalf; but had been given distinctly to under-
stand by his reply that his credit in matters of that nature
was totally exhausted.

The Colonel was still in Edinburgh, and proposed to wait
there for some months upon business contided to him by the
Duke of Cumberland. He was to be joined by Lady Emily,
to whom easy travelling and goat's whey were recommended,
and wlio wa.s to journey northward under the escort of Francis
Stanley. Edward, tlierefore, met the Colonel at Edinburgli,
who wished him joy in the kindest manner on his approach-
ing happiness, and cheerfully undertook many commission a
which our hero was necessarily obliged to delegate to his
charge. But on the subject of Feigus he was inexorable.
He satisfied Edward, indeed, that liis interference would bo
unavailing; but, besides. Colonel Tall)ot owned tliat he could
not conscientiously use any influence in favour of that unfor-
tunate gentleman. "Justice," he said, "wliich demanded
some penalty of those who had wrapped tlie wliole nation in
fear and in mourning, could not j)crhaps have Hch^cted a litter
victim. He came to the field with the fullest light uj)on the
nature of his attempt. He had studied and understood the
subject, ilis father's fate could not intimidate him; the
lenity of the laws wliich had restored to him his father's
property and rights could not melt him. That he wfus l)rave,
generous, and possessed many good qualities only rendered

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him the more dangerous ; that he was enlightened and accom-
plished made his crime the less excusable ; that he was an en-
thusiast in a wi-ong cause only made him the more fit to be its
martyr. Above all, he had been the means of bringing many
hundreds of men into the field who, without him, would never
have broken the peace of the country.

"I repeat it," said the Colonel, "though Heaven knows
with a heart distressed for him as an individual, that this
yomig gentleman has studied and fully understood the desper-
ate game which he has played. He threw for life or death,
a coronet or a coffin ; and he cannot now be permitted, with
justice to the country, to draw stakes because the dice have
gone against him."

Such was the reasoning of those times, held even by brave
and humane men towards a vanquished enemy. Let us de-
voutly hope that, in this respect at least, we shall never see
the scenes or hold the sentiments that were general in Britain
Sixty Years since.

CHAPTER LXVIII.

To-morrow ? Oh, that's sudden ! — Spare him, spare him I

Shakspeabe.

Edward, attended by his former servant Alick Polwarth,
who had re-entered his service at Edinburgh, reached Carlisle
while the commission of Oyer and Terminer on his unfortu-
nate associates was yet sitting. He had pushed forward in
haste, not, alas ! with the most distant hope of saving Fergus,
but to see him for the last time. I ought to have mentioned
that he had furnished funds for the defence of the prisoners
in the most liberal manner, as soon as he heard that the day
of trial was fixed. A solicitor and the first counsel accord-
ingly attended ; but it was upon the same footing on which
the first physicians are usually summoned to the bedside of
some dying man of rank — the doctors to take the advantage
of some incalculable chance of an exertion of nature, the law-
yers to avail themselves of the barely possible occurrence of

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some legal flaw. Edward pressed into the court, which was
extremely crowded; but by his arriving from the north, and
his extreme eagerness and agitation, it was supposed he was
a relation of the prisoners, and people made way for him. It
was the third sitting of the court, and there were two men at
the bar. The verdict of Guilty was already pronounced.
Edward just glanced at the bar during the momentous pause
which ensued. There wat no mistaking the stately form and
noble features of Fergus Mac-Ivor, although his dress was
squalid and his countenance tinged with the sickly yellow
hue of long and close imprisonment. By his side was Evan
Maccombich. Edward felt sick and dizzy as he gazed on
them ; but he was recalled to himself as the Clerk of Arraigns
pronounced the solemn words : " Fergus Mac-Ivor of Glenna-
quoich, otherwise called Vich Ian Vohr, and Evan Mac-Ivor,
in the Dhu of Tarrascleugh, otherwise called Evan Dhu, other-
wise called Evan Maccombich, or Evan Dhu Maccombich —
you, and each of you, stand attainted of high treason. What
have you to say for yourselves why the Court should not pro-
nounce judgment against you, that you die according to law?"

Fergus, as the presiding Judge was putting on the fatal cap
of judgment, placed his own bonnet upon his head, regarded
him with a steadfast and stern look, and replied in a firm
voice : " I cannot let this numerous audience suppose that to
such an appeal I have no answer to make. But what I have
to say you would not bear to hear, for my defense would be
your condemnation. Proceed, then, in the naino of God, to
do what is permitted to you. Yesterday and th(? day before
you have condemned loyal and honouraV)le blood to be poured
forth like water. Spare not mine. Wore that of all my an-
cestors in my veins, I would have perilled it in this quarrel."
He resumed his seat and refused again U) rise.

Evan Maccombich Ifx^kc^d at him with great earnestness,
and, rising up, seemed anxious to speak ; but thn confusion of
the court, and the perplexity arising from thinking in a lan-
guage different from that in which he was to express himself,
kept him silent. Thpire was a murmur of com])a,ssion among
the spectators, from the idea that the poor fellow intended to

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plead the influence of his superior as an excuse foi- his crime.
The Judge commanded silence, and encouraged Evan to
proceed.

" I was only ganging to say, my lord, " said Evan, in what
he meant to be an insiauating manner, " that if your excellent
honour and the honourable Court would let Vich Ian Vohr go
free just this once, and let him gae to France, and no to
trouble King George's government again, that ony six o' the
very best of his clan will be willing to be justified in his
stead; and if you'll just let me gae down to Glennaquoich,
I'll fetch them up to ye mysell, to head or hang, and you may
begiu wi' me the very first man.."

Notwithstanding the solenmity of the occasion, a sort of
laugh was heard in the court at the extraordinary nature of
the proposal. The Judge checked this indecency, and Evan,
looking sternly around, when the murmur abated, " If the
Saxou gentlemen are laughing, " he said, " because a poor
man, such as me, thinks my life, or the life of six of my de-
gree, is worth that of Vich Ian Vohi-, it's like enough they
may be very right; but if they laugh because they think I
would not keep my word and come back to redeem him, I can
tell them they ken neither the heart of a Hielandman nor the
honour of a gentleman."

There was no farther inclination to laugh among the au-
dience, and a dead silence ensued.

The Judge then pronounced upon both prisoners the sen-
tence of lihe law of high treason, with all its horrible accom-
paniments. The execution was appointed for the easuing
day. "For you, Fergus Mac-Ivor," continued the Judge, "I
can hold out no hope of mercy. You must prepare against
to-morrow for your last sufferings here, and your great audit
hereafter. "

"I desire nothing else, my lord," answered Fergus, in the
same manly and firm tone.

The hard eyes of Evan, which had been perpetually bent
on his Chief, were moistened with a tear. " For you, poor
ignorant man," continued the Judge, "who, following the
ideas in which you have been educated, have this day given

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ns a striking example liow the loyalty d\ie to the king and
state alone is, from your unhappy ideas of clanship, trans-
ferred to some ambitious individual who ends by making you
the tool of his crimes — of you, I say, I feel so much compas-
sion that, if you can make up your mind to petition for grace,
I will endeavour to procure it for you. Otherwise "

" Grace me no grace, " said Evan ; " since you are to shed
Vich Ian Vohr's blood, the only favour I would accept from
you is to bid them loose my hands and gie me my claymore,
and bide you just a minute sitting where you are!"

" Remove the prisoners, " said the Judge ; " his blood be
upon his own head."

Almost stupified with his feelings, Edward found that the
rush of the crowd had conveyed him out into the street ere
lie knew what he was doing. His immediate wish was to see
and speak with Fergus once more. He applied at the Castle
where his unfortunate friend was confined, but was refused
admittance. " The High Sheriff, " a non-commissioned officer
said, " had requested C)f the governor that none should be ad-
mitted to see the prisoner excepting his confessor and his
Bister."

"And where wa.s Miss Mac-Ivor?" They gave him the
direction. It was the house of a respectable Catholic family
near Carlisle.

Repulsed from the gate of the Castle, and not venturing to
make applif-ation to the High Sheriff or Judges in his own
unpopular name, ho had recourse to the solicitor who came
down in Fergus's behalf. This gentleman told him that it
was thought the public mind was in danger of being de-
bauched by the account of the hist moments of these p(M-sons,
as given by the friends of the Pretender; that there had l)een
a resolution, thon^fore, to exclude all such jjursmis as had not
the plea of near kindred for attending uj)on them. Yet he
promised (to oblige the heir of Waverley-Honour) to get him
an order for admittance to the prisoner the next moniing, be-
fore his irons were knocked off ff»r execution.

"Is it of Fergus Mac-Ivor they speak thus," thought \Va-
verley, "or do I dream? Of Fergus, the bold, the chivalrous,
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the free-minded, the lofty chieftain of a tribe devoted to him?
Is it he, that 1 have seen lead the chase and head the attack,
the brave, the active, the young, the noble, the love of ladies,
and the theme of song, — is it he who is ironed like a male-
factor, who is to be dragged on a hurdle to the common gal-
lows, to die a lingering and cruel death and to be mangled
by the hand of the most outcast of wretches? Evil indeed
was the spectre that boded such a fate as this to the brave
Chief of Gleunaquoich!"

With a faltermg voice he requested the solicitor to find
means to warn Fergus of his intended visit, should he obtain
permission to make it. He then turned away from him, and,
returning to the inn, wrote a scarcely intelligible note to Flora
Mac-Ivor, intimating his puj-pose to wait upon her that even-
ing. The messenger brought back a letter in Flora's beauti-
ful Italian hand, which seemed scarce to tremble even under
this load of misery. " Miss Flora Mac-Ivor, " the letter bore,
" could not refuse to see the dearest friend of her dear brother,
even in her present circumstances of unparalleled distress."

When Edward reached Miss Mac-Ivor's present place of
abode he was instantly admitted. In a large and gloomy-
tapestried apartment Flora was seated by a latticed window,
sewing what seemed to be a garment of white flannel. At a
little distance sat an elderly woman, apparently a foreigner,
and of a religious order. She was reading in a book of Catho-
lic devotion, but when Waverley entered laid it on the table
and left the room. Floi-a rose to receive him, and stretched
out her hand, but neither ventured to attempt speech. Her
fine complexion was totally gone; her person considerably
emaciated; and her face and hands as white as the purest
statuary marble, forming a strong contrast with her sable
di'ess and jet-black hair. Yet, amid these marks of distress
there was nothing negligent or ill-arranged about her attire;
even her hair, though totally without ornament, was disposed
with her usual attention to neatness. The first words she ut-
tered were, " Have you seen him?"

"Alas, no," answered Waverley, "I have been refused
admittance."

Fergus hloixl errct in flio sl«'ilj;i', hikI . . . rri)lit'ii, 'Ciod
save King Juiuea ! ' "

Waverley, ( 'haj), Ixix., |>. 4H8.

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" 11 accords with the rest, " she said ; *' but we must submit.
Shall you obtain leave, do you suppose?"

« For — for — to-morrow," said Waverley ; but muttering the
last words so faintly that it was almost unintelligible.

" Ay, then or never, " said Flora, " imtil" — she added, look-
ing upward — "the time when, I trust, we shall all meet.
But 1 hope you will see him while earth yet bears him. He
always loved you at his heart, though — but it is vain to talk.
of the past."

"Vain indeed!" echoed Waverley.

" Or even of the future, my good friend, " said Flora, " so
far as earthly events are concerned; for how often have I pic-
tured to myself the strong possibility of this horrid issue, and
tasked myself to consider how I could support my pai-t; and
yet how far has all my anticipation fallen short of the unim-
aginable bitterness of this hour!"

" Dear Flora, if your strength of mind "

"Ay, there it is," she answered, somewhat wildly; "there
is, Mr. Waverley, there is a busy devil at my heart that
whispers — but it were madness to listen to it — that the
strength of mind on which Flora prided herself has murdered
her brother!"

" Good God ! how can you give utterance to a thought so
Bhocking?''

" Ay, is it not so? but yet it haunts me like a phantom; I
know it is unsubstantial and vain; but it ?/'/'// 1)0 present; will
intrude its horrors on my niiiul; will whisper tliat my brotlicr,
as volatile as ardent, would have divided his energies amid a
hundred objects. It was 1 wlio taught him to concentrate
them and U) gage all on this dreadful and desperate east. Gh
tliat 1 eould recollect that 1 had but finne naid to hiju, " ITo
that striketh with the sword sliall die ]>y the sword''; that
I harl but once said, " Remain at home; reserve yourself, yo\ir
vassals, your life, for enterprises within the reach of man."
But oh, Mr. Waverh'Y, I spurred his fiery temper, and half
of his luin at least lies with his sister!"

Thf horrid idea whirli she had intimated, Edward en-
deavoured to combat by every incoherent argument that oo-

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curred to him. He recalled to hev the principles on which
both thought it their duty to act, and in which they had been
educated.

** Do not think I have forgotten them, " she said, looking up
witli eager quickness ; " 1 do not regret his attempt because it
was wrong I — Oh no ! on that point I am armed— but because
it was impossible it could end otherwise than thus."

'* Vet it did not always seem so desperate and hazardous as
it was ; and it would have been chosen by the bold spirit of
Fergus whether you had approved it or not; your counsels
only served to give unity and consistence to his conduct; to
dignify, but not to precipitate his resolution." Flora had
soon ceased to listen to Edward, and was again intent upon
her needle-work.

" Do you remember, " she said, looking up with a ghastly
smile, "you once found me making Fergus's bride-favours,
and now I am sewing his bridal garment. Our friends here,"
she continued, with suppressed emotion, " are to give hal-
lowed earth in their chapel to the bloody relies of the last
Vich Ian Yohr. But they will not all rest together ; no — his
head ! — I shall not have the last miserable consolation of kiss-
ing the cold lips of my dear, dear Fergus!"

The unfortunate Flora here, after one or two hysterical
sobs, fainted in her chair. The lady, who had been attend-
ing in the ante-room, now entered hastily, and begged Edward
to leave the room, but not the house.

When he was recalled, after the space of nearly half an
hour, he found that, by a strong effort, Miss Mac-Ivor had
greatly composed herself. It was then he ventured to urge
Miss Bradwardine's claim to be considered as an adopted sis-
ter, and empowered to assist her plans from the future.

" I have had a letter from my dear Rose," she replied, "to
the same purpose. Sorrow is selfish and engrossing, or I
would have written to express that, even in my own despair,
I felt a gleam of pleasure at learning her happy prospects, and
at hearing that the good old Baron has escaped the general
wreck. Give this to my dearest Rose; it is her poor Flora's
only ornament of value, and was the gift of a princess." tShe

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put into his hands a case containing the chain of diamonds
with which she used to decorate her hair. *' To me it is in
future useless. The kindness of my friends has secured me a
retreat in the convent of the Scottish Benedictine nuns in
Paris. To-morrow — if indeed I can survive to-morrow — I set
forward on my journey with this venerable sister. And now,
Mr. Waverley, adieu ! May you be as happy with Rose aa
your amiable dispositions deserve ; and think sometimes on
the friends you have lost. Do not attempt to see me again;
it would be mistaken kindness."

She gave him her hand, on which Edward shed a torrent of
tears, and with a faltering step withdi-ew from the apartment,
and returned to the town of Carlisle. At the inn he found a
letter from his law friend intimating that he would be ad-
mitted to Fei-gus next morning as soon as the Castle gates
wpre opened, and permitted to remain with him till the ar-
rival of the Sheriff gave signal for the fatal procession.

CHAPTER LXIX.

A darker departure is near,
The death drum U mufftod, and sable the bier,

CaMI'BELL.

Aftkr a sleppless night, the first dawn of moming found
Waverley on the es])lanade in front of the old (rothic gato of
(Jarlisle Castle. ]-{ut he jjaced it long in every direction before
the hour whon, according to the rules of the garrison, the
gates were optmed and the drawbridge lowf-red. Ho ])i(»(luced
his order tr) the Horgeant of tho guard and was admitted.

Tho phice of Fergus's eonlinenicnt was a gloomy and
vaulted apartment in tlio central part of the Castle; a huge old
tower, supposed t<i be of great antiquity, and surrounded by
outworks, seemingly of Heniy VII f. 'a time, or somewhat
later. Tho grating of tho large old-f;i,shione(l bars and bolts,
withdrawn for tho ]iiiri)Ose of adniittinp Fidward, was an-
swered by the clash of chains, as the unfortunate Chieftain,

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strongly and heavily fettered, shuffled along the stone floor of
his prison to tiing himself into his friend's anus.

"J\Iy dear Edward," he said, in a firm and even cheerful
voice, " this is truly kind. I heard of your approaching hap-
piness with the highest pleasure. And how does Eose? and
how is our old whimsical friend the Baron? Well, I trust,
since I see you at freedom. And how will you settle prece-
dence between the three ermines passant and the bear and boot-
jack?"

" How, oh how, my dear Fergus, can you talk of such things
at such a moment!"

" Why, we have entered Carlisle with happier auspices, to
be sure; on the IGth of November last, for example, when we
marched in side by side, and hoisted the white flag on these
ancient towers. But I am no boy, to sit down and weep be-
cause the luck has gone against me. I knew the stake which
I risked ; we played the game boldly and the forfeit shall be
paid manfully. And now, since my time is short, let me
come to the questions that interest me most — the Prince? has
he esca])ed the bloodhounds?"

" He has, and is in safety. "

*' Praised be God for that ! Tell me the particulars of his
escape."

Waverley communicated that remarkable history, so far as
it had then transpired, to which Fergus listened with deep in-
terest. He then asked after their friends ; and made many
minute inquiries concerning the fate of his own clansmen.
They had suffered less than other tribes who had been engaged
in tlie affair ; for, having in a great measure dispersed and re-
turned home after the captivity of their Chieftain, according
to the universal custom of the Highlanders, they were not in
arms when the insurrection was finally suppressed, and conse-
quently were treated with less rigour. This Fergus heard with
great satisfaction.

*' You are rich, " he said, *' Waverley, and you are generous.
When you hear of these poor Mac-Ivors being distressed about
their miserable possessions by some havsh overseer or agent
of government, remember you have worn their tartau and

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are an adopted son of their race. The Baron, who knows
our manners and lives near our country, will apprise you of
the time and means to be their protector. Will you promise
this to the last Vich Ian Vohr?"

Edward, as may well be believed, pledged his word; which
he afterwards so amply redeemed that his memory still lives
in these glens by the name of the Friend of the Sons of Ivor.

"Would to God," continued the Chieftain, "I could be-
queath to you my rights to the love and obedience of this
primitive and brave race; or at least, as I have striven to
do, persuade poor Evan to accept of his life upon their terms,
and be to you what he has been to me, the kindest, the brav-
est, the most devoted "

The tears which his own fate could not draw forth fell fast
for that of his foster-brother.

"F>ut," said he, drying them, "that cannot be. You can-
not be to them Vich Ian Vohr; and these three magic words,"
said he, half smiling, " are the only Open Sesame to their feel-
ings and sympathies, and poor Evan must attend his foster-
brotlier in death, as he has done through his wliole life."

"And I am sure," said Macco)ubich, raising himself from
the floor, on whi(;li, for fear of interrujjting their conversa-
tion, he had lain so still that, in the obscurity of the ai)art-
ment, Kdward was not aware of his presence — "I am sure
Evan never desired or deserved a })etter end than just to die
with his Chieftain."

"And now," said Fergus, "while we are upon the subject
of clanshij)— what tliink you now of the jjredictiou of the
■Bodacli (Jlas?" Then, before Edward could answer, " 1 saw
him again last night: he stood in tlie slij) of moonshines whicli
fell from that liigh and narrow window tt)war(ls my bed.
'Why should I fear liim?' I thought; 'to-morrow, h)ng ere
this time, I shall be as immaterial as he.' 'False spirit,' I
said, 'art thou come to close my walks on earth and to enjoy
thy triumph in the fall of the la.st descendant of thine enemy?'
The spectre seemed to heekon and to sir.ile a.s he facU'd from
my sight. What do you think of it? I a ked the same ques-
tion of the priest, who ia n gvod and sensible man ; ho admitted

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that the chiirch allowed that such apparitions were possible,
but urged me not to permit my mind to dwell upon it, as im-
agination plays us such strange tricks. What do you think
of it?"

" Much as your confessor, " said Waverley, willing to avoid
dispute njwn such a point at such a moment. A tap at the
door now announced that good man, and Edward retired while
he administered to both prisoners the last rites of religion, in
the mode which the Church of Eome prescribes.

In about an hour he was re-admitted ; soon after, a file of
soldiers entered with a blacksmith, who struck the fetters from
the legs of the prisoners.

" You see the compliment they pay to our Highland strength
and courage ; we have lain chained here like wild beasts, till
our legs are cramped into palsy, and when they free us they
send six soldiers with loaded muskets to prevent our taking
the castle by storm!"

Edward afterwards learned that these severe precautions
had been taken in consequence of a desperate attempt of the
prisoners to escape, in which they had very nearly succeeded.

Shortly afterwards the drums of the garrison beat to arms.
"This is the last turn-out," said Fergus, "that I shall hear
and obey. And now, my dear, dear Edward, ere we part let
lis speak of Flora — a subject which awakes the tenderest feel-
ing that yet thrills within me."

" We part not here .'" said Waverley.

" Oh yes, we do ; you must come no farther. Not that I fear
what is to follow for myself," he said proudly. "Nature has
her tortures as well as art, and how happy should we think
the man who escapes from the throes of a mortal and painful
disorder in the space of a short half -hour? And this matter,
Bpin it- out as they will, cannot last longer. But what a dy-
ing man can suffer firmly may kill a living friend to look
upon. This same law of high treason," he continued, with
astounding firmness and composure, " is one of the blessings,
Edward, with which your free country has accommodated poor
old Scotland; her own jurisprudence, as I have heard, was
much milder. But I suppose one day or other — when there

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are no longer any wild Highlanders to benefit by ita tender
mercies — they will blot it from their records as levelling them
with a nation of cannibals. The mummery, too, of exposing
the senseless head — they have not the wit to grace mine with
a pa])er coronet; there would be some satire in that, Edward.
I hope they will set it on the Scotch gate though, that I may
look, even after death, to the blue hills of my own country,
which I love so dearly. The Baron would have added,

Moritur, et moriens dulces rerainiscitur Argos."

A bustle, and the sound of wheels and horses' feet, was
now heard in the court-yard of the Castle. " As I have told
you why you must not follow me, and these sounds admonish
me that my time flies fast, tell me how you found poor Flora. "

Waverley, with a voice interrupted by suffocating sensa-
tions, gave some account of the state of her mind.

"Poor Flora!" answered the Chief, "she could have borne
her own sentence of deatli, but not mine. You Waverley,
will soon know tlie hapi)iness of mutual affection in tlie
married state — long, long may Eose and you enjoy it! — but
you ciui never know the i)urity of feeling which combines two
orphans like Flora and me, left alone as it were in the world,
and being all in all to each other from our very infancy. But
her strong sense of duty and predominant feeling of loyalty
will give new nerve to her mind after the immediate and acute
sensation of this parting luis ])assed away. She will tlieii
think of Fergus as of the heroes of our race, upon whose
deeds she loved to dwell."

"Shall she not see you then?" asked Waverley. "She
seemed to exi)ect it."

" A necessary deceit will spare her the last dreadful part-
ing. 1 coidd not part with her without tears, and J cannjot
bear that the.se men should think they have i)ower to extort
them. She was made U) believe she would see me at a later
hour, and this letter, which my confessor will deliver, will
ai)i)riHe her that all is over."

An officer now ajtpeared and intimated that the High Sheriff
and hia attcudauta waited before the gate of the Castle to

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claim the bodies of Fergus Mac-Ivor and Evan Maccombich.
" I come, " said Fergus. Accordingly, supporting Edward by
the arm and followed by Evan Dhu and the priest, he moved
down the stairs to the tower, the soldiers bringing up the rear.
Tlie court was occupied by a squadron of dragoons and a bat-
talion of infantry, drawn up in hollow square. Within their
ranks was the sledge or hurdle on which the prisoners were to
be di'awn to the place of execution, about a mile distant from
Carlisle. It was painted black, and drawn by a white horse.
At one end of the vehicle sat the executioner, a horrid-lookinr;
fellow, as beseemed his trade, with the broad axe in his hand ;
at the other end, next the horse, was an empty seat for two
persons. Through the deep and dark Gothic archway that
opened on the drawbridge were seen on horseback the High
Sheriff and his attendants, whom the etiquette betwixt the
civil and military powers did not permit to come farther.
"This is well oot up for a closing scene," said Fergus, smil-
ing disdainfully as he gazed around upon the apparatus of
terror. Even Dhu exclaimed with some eagerness, after look-
ing at the di-agoons, " These are the very chields that galloped
off at Gladsmuir, before we could kill a dozen o' them. They
look bold enough now, however." The priest entreated him
to be silent.

The sledge now approached, and Fergus, turning round,
embraced Waverley, kissed him on each side of the face, and
stepped nimbly into his place. Evan sat down by his side.
The priest was to follow in a carriage belonging to his patron,
the Catholic gentleman at whose house Flora resided. As
Fergus waved his hand to Edward the ranks closed around the
sledge, and the whole procession began to move forward.
There was a momentary stop at the gateway, while the gov-
ernor of the Castle and the High Sheriff went through a short
ceremony, the military officer there delivering over the persons
of the criminals to the civil power. " God save King George I"
said the High Sheriff. When the formality concluded, Fergus
stood erect in the sledge, and, with a firm and steady voice,
replied, " God save King James .'" These were the last words
which Waverley heard him speak.

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The porcession resumed its march, and the sledge vanished
from beneath the portal, under which it had stopped for aa
instant. The dead march was then heard, and its melancholy-
sounds were mingled with those of a muffled peal tolled from
the neighbouring cathedral. The sound of the military musio
died away as the procession moved on ; the sullen clang of the
bells was soon heard to sound alone.

The last of the soldiers had now disappeared from under the
vaulted archway through which they had been tiling for
several minutes ; the court-yard was now totally empty, but
Waverley still stood there as if stujjefied, his eyes fixed upon
the dark pass where he had so lately seen the last glimpse of
his friend. At length a female servant of the governor's,
struck with compassion at the stupefied misery wliich his
countenance expressed, asked him if he would not walk into
her master's house and sit down? She was obliged to repeat
her question twice ere he comprehended her, but at length it
recalled him to himself. Declining the courtesy by a hasty
gesture, he pulled his hat over his eyes, and, leaving the
Castle, walked as swiftly as he could through the empty
streets till he rogaimMl his inn, then rushed into an apartment
and lj<jlted the d(K)r.

In alxjut an hour and a half, which seemed an age of unut-
terable suspense, the sound of the drums and fifes i)erforming
a lively air, and the confused murmur of the crowd which now
filled the streets, so lately desfrtcd, ap])rised him that all was
finished, and that the military and pojjulace were returning
from the dreadful scene. I will not attempt to describe his
sensations.

In the evening the priest made him a visit, and informed
hini that lift did so by directions of his deceased friend, to
assure him that Fergus Mac- Ivor had died as lie lived, and
remembered his friendshii) to the last. He added, he liad
also seen Mora, wliose state of mind seemed more composed
since all was over. With her and Sister Theresa the priest
pro]K)sed next day t^) leave f'arlisle for the nearest seaport
from whieh they could embark for P'rance. Waverley forced
on this good man a ring of some value and a sum of money to

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be employed (as he thought might gratify Flora) in the ser-
vices of the Catholic church for the memory of his friend.
^^ Fungai'que inani munere," he repeated, as the ecclesiastic
retired. " Yet why not class these acts of remembrance with
other honours, with which affection in all sects pursues the
memory of the dead?"

The next morning ere daylight he took leave of the town of
Carlisle, promising to himself never again to enter its walls.
He dared hardly look back towards the Gothic battlements of
the fortified gate under which he passed, for the place is sur-
rounded with an old wall. "They're no there," said Alick
Polwarth, who guessed the cause of the dubious look which
Waverley cast backward, and who, with the vulgar appetite
for the horrible, was master of each detail of the butchery —
" The heads are ower the Scotch gate, as they ca' it. It's a
gi'eat pity of Evan Dhu, who was a very weel-meaning, good-
natured man, to be a Hielandman; and indeed so was the
Laird o' Glennaquoich too, for that matter, when he wasna in
ane o' his tirrivies."

CHAPTER LXX.

DULCE DOMUM.

The impression of horror with which Waverley left Carlisle
softened by degrees into melancholy, a gradation which was
accelerated by the painful yet soothing task of writing to
liose ; and, while he could not suppress his own feelings of the
calamity, he endeavoured to place it in a light which might
grieve her without shocking her imagination. The picture
which he drew for her benefit he gradually familiarised to his
own mind, and his next letters were more cheerful, and re-
ferred to the prospects of peace and happiness which lay be-
fore them. Yet, though his first horril^le sensations had
simk into melancholy, Edward had reached his native country
before he could, as usual on former occasions, look round for
enjoyment upon the face of nature.

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to experience that pleasure wliich almost all feel who return
to a verdant, populous, and highly cultivated country from
scenes of waste desolation or of solitary and melancholy gran-
deur. But how were those feelings enhanced when he entered
on the domain so long possessed by his forefathers ; recognised
the old oaks of Waverley-Chace ; thought with what delight
he should introduce Eose to all his favourite haimts ; beheld
at length the towers of the venerable hall arise above the
woods which embowered it, and finally threw himself into the
arms of the venerable relations to whom he owed so much duty
and affection !

The happiness of their meeting was not tarnished by a
single word of reproach. On the contrary, whatever pain Sii
Everard and Mrs. Kachel had felt during Waverley's perilous
engagement with the young Chevalier, it assorted too well
with the principles in which they had been brought up to
incur reprobation, or even censure. Colonel Talbot also had
smoothed the way with great address for Edward's favourable
reception by dwelling upon his gallant behaviour in the mili-
tary character, particularly his ])ravery and generosity at
Preston; imtil, warmed at the idea of their nephew's engag-
ing in single combat, making pritsoner, and saving from
slaughter so distinguished an officer as the colonel liimself,
the imagination of the Baronet and his sister ranked the
exploit of Edward with those of Wilibert, Hildebrand, and
Nigel, the vaunted heroes of their lino.

The af)[K'aranf'o of AVavcrley, eml)rownod by exerciso and
dignified Ijy tlio luibits of military discii)line, had accpiired au
athletic and hardy character, which not only verified the
Colonel's narration, but surprised and delighted all the in-
habitants of Waverl'^y-ironour. Tliey crowdful to see, to hear
him, and t/) sing his praises. Mr. IN^mbroke, -wlio secretly
extolled his spirit and courage in cmbraoing the genuine cause
of the Church of England, censured his pu]til gently, never-
theless, for being so careless of his manuscripts, which indeed,
he said, had occasioned him some personal inconvenience, as,
u])on the Baronet's lifing arrested by ;i king's messnngpr, he
had deemed it prudent to retire to a concealment called " Th«

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Priest's Hole," from the use it had been put to in former days;
where, he assured our liero, the butler had thought it safe to
venture with food only once in the day, so that he had been
repeatedly compelled to dine upon victuals either absolutely
cold or, what was worse, only half warm, not to mention that
sometimes his bed had not been arranged for two days to-
gether. Waverley's mind involuntarily turned to the Patmos
of the Baron of Bradwardine, who was well pleased with
Janet's fare and a few bunches of straw stowed in a cleft in
the front of a sand-cliff ; but he made no remarks upon a con-
trast which could only mortify his worthy tutor.

All was now in a bustle to prepare for the nuptials of
Edward, an event to which the good old Baronet and Miss
Rachel looked forward as if to the renewal of their own yeuth.
The match, as Colonel Talbot had mtimated, had seemed to
them in the highest degree eligible, having every recommen-
dation but wealth, of which they themselves had more than
enough. Mr. Clippurse was therefore summoned to Waverley-
Honour, under better auspices than at the commencement of
our story. Cut Mr. Clippurse came not alone ; for, being now
stricken in years, he had associated with him a nephew, a
younger vulture (as our English Juvenal, who tells the tale of
Swallow the attorney, might have called him), and they now
carried on business as Messrs. Clippurse and Hookem. These
worthy gentlemen had directions to make the necessary settle-
ments on the most splendid scale of liberality, as if Edward
were to wed a peeress in her own right, with her paternal es-
tate tacked to the fringe of her ermine.

But before entering upon a subject of proverbial delay, I
must remind my reader of the progress of a stone rolled down-
hill by an idle truant boy (a pastime at which I was myself
expert in my more juvenile years); it moves at first slowly,
avoiding by inflection every obstacle of the least importance ;
but when it has attained its full impulse, and draws near the
conclusion of its career, it smokes and thunders down, taking
a rood at every, spring, clearing hedge and ditch like a York-
shire huntsman, and becoming most furiously rapid in its
course when it is nearest to being consigned to rest for ever.

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Even such is the course of a narrative likb that which you are
perusing. The earlier events are studiously dwelt upon, that
you, kind reader, may be introduced to the character rather
by narrative than by the duller medium of direct description ;
but when the story draws near its close, we hurry over the
circumstances, however important, which your imagination
must have forestalled, and leave you to suppose those
things which it would be abusing your patience to relate at
length.

We are, therefore, so far from attempting to trace the dull
progress of Messrs. Clii)purse and Hookem, or that of their
Avorthy otUcial brethren who had the charge of suing out the
pardons of Edward "Waverley and his intended father-in-law,
that we can but touch upon matters more attractive. The
mutual epistles, for example, which were exchanged between
Sir Everard and the Baron upon this occasion, though match-
less si>ecimen3 of eloquence in their way, must be consigned
to merciless oblivion. Nor can I tell you at length how
worthy Aunt Rachel, not without a delicate and affectionate
allusion to the circumstances which had trpusferred Rose's
maternal diamonds to the hands of l^onald Rean Lean, stocked
her casket with a set of jewels that a duchess might have en-
vied. Moreover, the reader will have the goodness to imagine
that Job Houghton and his dame were suitably provided for,
althoiigh they could never be persuaded that their son fell
oherwise than fighting by tlie young squire's side; so that
Aliek, who, as a lover of truth, had made many needless at-
tempts t(y exjtound the ical cireunistanecs to them, was finally
orclered to say not a word nioi-e uj>on the subject. He indem-
nified himself, however, by the liberal allowance of desperate
battles, grisly exeoiitions, and raw-liead .aiul bl()ody-lx)ue sto-
ries with which 1ih ast/mished the seivants' hall.

Rut although these impoiiant matters may be briefly told
in narrative, like a newsjtaper rejmrt of a Chancery suit, yet,
with all the urgency which Waverley could use, the real time
which the law proceedings occupied, joined to the delay occa-
siotied by the mode of travelling at that pr-riod, rendered it
ct»usiderably more than two mouths ere Waverley, having left

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England, alighted once more at the mansion of the Laird of
Duchran to claim the hand of his plighted bride.

The day of his marriage was fixed for the sixth after his
arrival. The Baron of Bradwardine, with whom bridals,
christenings, and funerals were festivals of high and solemn
import, felt a little hurt that, including the family of the
Duchi-an and all the immediate vicinity who had title to be
present on such an occasion, there could not be above thirty
persons collected. "When he was married," he observed,
" three hundred horse of gentlemen born, besides servants, and
some score or two of Highland lairds who never got on horse-
back, were present on the occasion."

But his pride found some consolation in reflecting that, he
and his son-in-law having been so lately in arms against gov-
ernment, it might give matter of reasonable fear and offence
to the ruling powers if they were to collect together the kith,
kin, and allies of their houses, arrayed in effeir of war, as was
the ancient custom of Scotland on these occasions — " And,
without dubitation," he concluded with a sigh, " many of those
who would have rejoiced most freely upon these joyful es-
pousals are either gone to a better place or are now exiles from
their native land."

The marriage took place on the appointed day. The Rev-
erend Mr, Kubrick, kinsman to the proprietor of the hospitable
mansion where it was solemnised, and chaplain to the Baron,
of Bradwardine, had the satisfaction to unite their hands;
and Frank Stanley acted as bridesman, having joined Edward
with that view soon after his arrival. Lady Emily and
Colonel Talbot had proposed being present; but Lady Emily's
health, when the day approached, was found inadequate to
the journey. In amends it was arranged that Edward Wa-
verley and his lady, who, with the Baron, proposed an imme-
diate journey to Waverley- Honour, should in their way spend
a few days at an estate which Colonel Talbot had been tempted
to purchase in Scotland as a very great bargain, and at which
he proposed to reside for some time.

I

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CHAPTER LXXI

This is no mine ain house, I ken by the bigging o't.

Old Song.

The nuptial party travelled in great style. There was a
coach and six after the newest pattern, which Sir Everard
had presented to his nephew, that dazzled with its splendour
the eyes of one half of Scotland ; there was the family coach
of Mr. Kubrick; — both these were crowded with ladies, — and
there were gentlemen on horseback, with their servants, to the
number of a round score. Nevertheless, without having the
fear of famine before his eyes, Bailie Macwheeble met them
in the road to entreat that they would pass by his house at
Little Veolan. The Baron stared, and said his son and he
would certainly ride by Little Veolan and pay their compli-
ments to the l^>ailie, l)ut coidd not think of bringing with them
the "haill comitatus nuptialis, or mati-imonial procession."
Jle added, "that, as he understood that the l)arony had been
sold l)y its unworthy possessor, he was glad to see liis <^)ld
friend J)uncan had regained his situation under the new
jMm.iniis, or proprietor." The Bailie ducked, lx>wed, and
fidgeted, and then again insisted upon his invitation ; until
the Baron, though rather piqued at the pertinacity of his
instances, could not nevertheless refuse to consent with-
out making evident sensations which he was anxious to
conceal.

He fell into a deep study as they approa(^hed the top of the
avenu»% and was only startled from it by observing that the
battU'Tiionts were rcplatrfd, tlie r\nns cleared away, and (most
wf)ndci-ful f)f all) tliat the two gieat stone bears, those muti-
lated Dagons of his idolatry, had resumed their posts over
the gateway. " Now this new proprietor," said lie to Edward,
'*ha.s shown mair p/sfo, as the Italians call it, in the short
time he has had this domain, than that hound Malcolm,
though T bred liim hfro mysfll, lias acqnired vif'i. (Kthue
durante. And now 1 talk of hounda, is not yon Ban and

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Buscar who come scoupiug up the avenue with Davie Gel-
lately?"

" I vote we should go to meet them, sir, " said Waverley,
"for I believe the present master of the house is Colonel
Talbot, who will expect to see us. We hesitated to mention
to you at first that he had purchased your ancient patrimonial
property, and even yet, if you do not incline to visit him, we
can pass on to the Bailie's."

The Baron had occasion for all his magnanimity. How-
ever, he di-ew a long breath, took a long snuff, and observed,
since they had brought him so far, he could not pass the
Colonel's gate, and he would be happy to see the new master
of his old tenants. He alighted accordingly, as did the other
gentlemen and ladies ; he gave his arm to his daughter, and as
they descended the avenue pointed out to her how speedily the
"Diva Pecunia of the Southron — their tutelary deity, he
might call her — had removed the marks of spoliation."

In truth, not only had the felled trees been removed, but,
their stumps being grubbed up and the earth round them
levelled and sown with grass, every mark of devastation, mi-
less to an eye intimately acquainted with the spot, was already
totally obliterated. There was a similar reformation in tlie
outward man of Davie Gellatley, who met them, every how
and then stopping to admire the new suit which graced his
person, in the same colours as formerly, Init bedizened fine
enough to have served Touchstone himself. He danced up
with his usual ungainly frolicsj first to the Baron and then
to Rose, passing his hands over his clothes, crying, " P>ra',
bra' Davie, " and scarce able to sing a bar to an end of his
thousand-and-one songs for the breathless extravagance of his
joy. The dogs also acknowledged their old master with a
thousand gambols. "Upon my conscience. Rose," ejaculated
the Baron, " the gratitude o' thae dumb brutes and of that
puir innocent brings the tears into my auld een, while that
schellum jVIalcolm — but I'm obliged to Colonel Talbot for put-
ting my hounds into such good condition, and likewise for
puir Davie. But, Rose, my dear, we must not permit them
to be a life-rent burden upon the estate."

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AS he spoke, Lady Emily, leaning upon the arm of her hus-
band, met the party at the lower gate with a thousand wel-
comes. After the ceremony of introduction had been gone
through, much abridged by the ease and excellent breeding ef
Lady Emily, she apologised for having used a little art to wile
them back to a place which might awaken some painful reflec-
tions— " But as it was to change masters, we were very desir-
ous that the Baron "

** Mr. Bradwardine, madam, if you please, " said the old
gentleman.

" — Mr. Bradwardine, then, and Mr. Waverley should see
what we have dune towards restoring the mansion of your
fathers to its former state."

The Baron answered with a low bow. Indeed, when he
entered the court, excepting that the heavy stables, which had
been burnt down, were replaced by buildings of a lighter and
more picturesque appearance, all seemed as much as possible
restored to the state in which he had left it when he assumed
arms some months before. The pigeon-house was replenished ;
the fountain played with its usual activity, and not only tha
bear who predominated over its basin, but all the otlier bears
whatsoever, were placed on their several stations, and renewed
or repaired with so much care that they bore no tokens of tlie
violence which had so lately descended upon them. While
these minuti.'ii had been so heedfully attended to, it is scarce
necessary t<^) add that the house itself had l)een thoroughly re-
paired, as well as tlie gardens, with the strictest attcmtion to
maintain the original cliarac-ter of botli, and to remove as far
aH possible all appearance of the ravage they had sustained.
Tlu- r.aron gazed in silent wonder; at length lie addressed
Colonel TallM)i:

" While I a/;knowledgo my obligation to yon, sir, for the
restoration of the badge of our family, I cainiot but marvel
that you have nowhere established your own crest, whilk is, T
believe, a mastiff, anciently called a tall)ot; as the i)oet has it,

A talbot Htrong. a Htunly fyke.

At least such a dog is the crest of the martial and renowned

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Earls of Shrewsbury, to whom your family are probably blood
relations. "

"I believe," said the Colonel, smiling, " our dogs are whelps
of the same litter ; for my part, if crests were to dispute pre-
cedence, I should be apt to let them, as the proverb says,
'tight dog, fight bear.'"

As he made this speech, at which the Baron took another
long pinch of snuff, they had entered the house, that is, the
Baron, Rose, and Lady Emily, with young Stanley and the
Bailie, for Edward and the rest of the party remained on the
tei-race to examine a new greenhouse stocked with the finest
plants. The Baron resumed his favourite topic — " However
it may please you to derogate from the honour of your bur-
gonet. Colonel Talbot, which is doubtless your humour, as I
have seen in other gentlemen of birth and honour in your
country, I must against repeat it as a most ancient and dis-
tinguished bearing, as well as that of my young friend Francis
Stanley, which is the eagle and child."

"The bird and bantling they call it in Derbyshire, sir,"
said Stanley.

" Y'ere a daft callant, sir," said the Baron, who had a great
liking to this young man, perhaps because he sometimes
teased him — " Ye're a daft callant, and I must correct you
some of these days," shaking his great brown fist at him.
" But what I meant to say, Colonel Talbot, is, that yours is an
ancient prosapia, or descent, and since you have lawfully and
justly acquired the estate for you and yours which I have lost
for me and mine, I wish it may remain in your name as many
centuries as it has done in that of the late proprietor's."

"That," answered the Colonel, "is very handsome, Mr.
Bradwardine, indeed."

" And yet, sir, I cannot but marvel that you. Colonel, whom
I noted to have so much of the avior patrice when we met in
Edinburgh as even to vilipend other countries, should have
chosen to establish your Lares, or household gods, proctil a
patrim finibiis, and in a manner to expatriate yourself."

" "Why really. Baron, T do not see why, to keep the secret
of these foolish boys, Waverley and Stanley, and of my wife.

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who is no wiser, one old soldier should continue to impose
upon another. You must know, then, that I have so much of
that same prejudice in favour of my native country, that the
sum of money which I advanced to the seller of this extensive

barony has only purchased for me a box in shire, called

Breie-wood Lodge, with about two hundred and fifty acres of
land, the chief merit of which is, " that it is within a very few
miles of Waverley-Honour."

" And who, then, in the name of Heaven, has bought this
property?"

"That," said the Colonel, "it is this gentleman's profession
to explain."

The Bailie, whom this reference regarded, and who had all
this while shifted from one foot to another with great im-
patience, "like a hen," as he afterwards said, "upon a liet
girdle" ; and chuckling, he might have added, like tlie said
hen in all the glory of laying an egg, now pushed forward.
"That I can, that I can, your honour," drawing from his
pocket a budget of papers, and untying the red tape with a
hand trembling witli eagerness, " Here is the disposition and
assignation by Malcolm liradwardine of Inch-Grabl)it, regu-
larly signed and tested in terms of the statute, wlierehy, for a
certain sum of sterling money presently contented and i)aid to
him, he has disj>oned, alienated, and conveyed the whole es-
tate and barony of Ibadwardine, Tully-Veolan, and others,
witli the fortalice and manor-jjlace "

"For God's sake, to tin' point, sir; I have all that by
heart," said the Colonel.

" — To Cosmo Corny n« liradwardine, Esq.," i)ursued the
Bailie, "l»is heirs and assignees, simply and irredeemably, to
be held either a me vcJ. tie vie "

" Pray read short, sir. "

" On the conscience of an honest man, Colonel, T read as
short as is consistent with style — imder the burden and re-
servation always "

" Mr. Macwheeble, this would outlast a Ku.ssian winter;
give me leave. In short, Mr. liiadwaidine, your family es-
tate is your own once more in full property, and at your abso-

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lute disposal, but only burdened with the sum Advanced to re-
purchase it, which I understand is utterly disproportioned to
its value."

"An auld sang — an auld sang, if it please your honours,"
cried the Bailie, rubbing his hands; "look at the rental
book."

" — 'Which sum being advanced by Mr. Edward Waverley,
chiefly from the price of his father's propei-ty which I bought
from him, is secured to his lady your daughter and her family
by this marriage."

" It is a catholic security, " shouted the Bailie, " to Rose
Comyne Bradwardine, alias Wauverley, in life-rent, and the
children of the said marriage in fee ; and I made up a wee bit
minute of an antenuptial contract, inttdtu matrimonij, so it
cannot be subject to reduction hereafter, as a donation inter
vinim et uxorem."

It is difficulty to say whether the worthy Baron was most
delighted with the restitution of his family property or with
the delicacy and generosity that left him unfettered to pursue
his purpose in disposing of it after his death, and which
avoided as much as possible even the appearance of laying
him imder pecuniary obligation. When his first pause of joy
and astonishment was over, his thoughts turned to the un-
worthy heir-male, who, he pronounced, had sold his birth-
right, like Esau, for a mess o' pottage.

" But wha cookit the parritch for him?" exclaimed the
Bailie; " I wad like to ken that; — what but your honour's to
command, Duncan Macwheeble? His honour, young Mr.
Wauverley, put it a' into my hand frae the beginning — frae
the first calling o' the summons, as I may say. I circum-
vented them — I played at bogle about the bush wi' them — I
cajolled them; and if I have na gien Inch-Grabbit and Jamie
Howie a bonnie begunk, they ken themselves. Hima writerl
I didna gae slapdash to them wi' our bridegroom, to gar them
hand up the market. Na, na; I scared them wi' our wrld "
tenantry, and the Mac-Ivors, that are but iU settled yet, till
they durstna on ony errand whatsoever gang ower the door-
stane after gloaming, for fear John Heatherblutter, or some

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siccan dare-the-deil, should tak a bafE at them; then, on the
other hand, 1 betiummed them wi' Colonel Talbot ; wad they
offer to keep up the price again' the Duke's friend? did
they na ken wha was master? had they na seen eneugh,
by the sad example of mony a puir misguided unhappy
body "

" \\'ho went to Derby, for example, Mr, Macwheeble?"
said the Colonel to him aside.

" Oh whisht. Colonel, for the love o' God ! let that flee stick
i' the wa'. There were mony good folk at Derby; and it's
ill speaking of halters" — with a sly cast of his eye toward the
Baron, wlio was in a deep reverie.

Starting out of it at once, he took Macwheeble by the but-
ton and led him into one of the deep window recesses, whence
only fragments of their conversation reached the rest of the
party. It certainly related to stamp-j^aper and parchment ;
for no other subject, even from the mouth of his patron, and
he once more an efficient one, could have arrested so deeply
the Bailie's reverent and absorbed attention.

" I understand your honour perfectly ; it can be dune as
ea.sy as taking out a decreet in absence."

"To her and him, after my demise, and to their heirs-male,
but jjreferring the second son, if CJod shall bless them with
two, who is to carry the name and arms of Bradwardine of
that ilk, without any other name or armorial bearings what-
soever. "

"Tut, your honour!" whispered the liailie, "I'll niak a
alight jotting the morn ; it will cost but a cliarter of resigna-
tion infavnrp.m; and I'll liae it ready for the next term in
Exchf^'pier."

Th«Mr j)rivate conversation ended, tlic liaron was now .sum-
moned tf) do the honours of 'l'\illy-\'('oljui to new guests.
These were Major Melville of Cairnvreckan and the Reverend
Mr. Morton, followed by two or three others of the Baron's
ac.quaintances, who liad l)een made privy to his having again
a<^iquired the estate of liis fathers. The shouts of the villagers
wore also heard beneath ii' the court-yard; for Saunders
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laudable prudence, had unloosed his tongue upon beholding
the arrival of the carriages.

But, while Edward received Major Melville with politeness
and the clergyman with the most affectionate and grateful
kindness, his father-in-law looked a little awkward, as uncer-
tain how he should answer the necessary claims of hospitality
to his guests, and forward the festivity of his tenants. Lady
Emily relieved him by intimating that, though she must be
an indifferent representative of Mrs. Edward Waverley in
many respects, she hoped the Baron would approve of the en-
tertainment she had ordered in expectation of so many guests;
and that they would find such other accommodations provided
as might in some degree support the ancient hospitality of
TuUy-Veolan. It is impossible to describe the pleasure which
this assurance gave the Baron, who, with an air of gallantry
half appertaining to the stiff Scottish laird and half to the
officer in the French service, offered his arm to the fair
speaker, and led the way, in something between a stride and
a minuet step, into tlie large dining parlour, followed by all
the rest of the good company.

By dint of Saunderson's directions and exertions, all here,
as well as in the other apartments, had been disposed as much
as possible according to the old arrangement ; and where new
movables had been necessary, they had been selected in the
same character with the old furniture. There was one addi-
tion to this fine old apartment, however, which drew tears
into the Baron's ej^es. It was a large and spirited painting,
representing Fergus Mac-Ivor and Waverley in their High-
land dress, the scene a wild, rocky, and mountainous pass,
down which tbe clan were descending in the background. It
-WBB taken from a spirited sketch, drawn while they were in
Edinburgh by a young man of high genius, and had been
painted on a full-length scale by an eminent London artist.
Eaeburn himself (whose " Higldand Chiefs" do all but walk
out of the canvas) could not have done more justice to the
subject; and the ardent, fiery, and impetuous character of
the unfortunate Chief of Glennaquoich was finely contrasted
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of his happier friend. Beside this painting hung the arms
which Waverley had borne in the unfortunate civil war.
The whole piece was beheld with admiration and deeper
feelings.

Men must, however, eat, in spite both of sentiment and
vertu; and the Baron, while he assumed the lower end of
the table, insisted that Lady Emily should do the honours of
the head, that they might, he said, set a meet example to the
young folk. After a pause of deliberation, employed in ad-
justing in his own brain the precedence between the Presby-
teiian kirk and Episcopal church of Scotland, he requested
Mr. Morton, as the stranger, woidd crave a blessing, observ-
ing that Mr. Kubrick, who was at home, would return thanks
for the distinguished mercies it had been his lot to experience.
The dinner was excellent. Saunderson attended in full cos-
tume, with all the former domestics, who had been collected,
excepting one or two, that had not been heard of since the
affair of Culloden. The cellars were stocked with wine which
was pronoimced to be superb, and it had been contrived that
the Bear of the Fountain, in the court-yard, should (for that
jiiglit only) jilay excellent brandy punch for the benefit of the
lower (»rders.

\A'h('n the dinner was over the Baron, about to propose a
toast, cast a somewhat son-owful look upon the sideboard,
whieh, however, exhibited much of his plate, that had either
Wen secreted or purchased by neighl)Ouring gentlemen from the
Boldicr}', and by them gladly restored to the original owner.

" In the lato times," ho said, "those nuist be thankful who
have saved life and land; yet when I am about to pronounce
this toast, I cannot but regret an old lieirloom, Lady Emily,
a pnniJinn jiofnfnriiim, Colonel Tiilbot — — '"

Here tho l'>aron'H e]lx)W was gently touched l)y his major-
domo, and. tuniing rouiul, ho ])elield in llie hands of Alex-
ander ab AlexanUro tlie celebrated cup of »Saint Duthac, the
Blessed Bear of I'radv ardinel I question if the recovery of
his estate afforded liim more rapture. " B.y my honour," he
said, "one might almost believe in brownies and fairies, Lady
Emily, when your ladyship ia iu presence!"

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" I am truly happy, " said Colonel Talbot, " that, by the
recovery of this piece of family antiquity, it has fallen within
my power to give you some token of my deep interest in all
that concerns my young friend Edward. But that you may
not suspect Lady Emily for a sorceress, or me for a conjuror,
which is no joke in Scotland, I must tell you that Frank
Stanley, your friend, who has been seized with a tartan fever
ever since he heard Edward's tales of old Scottish manners,
happened to describe to us at second-hand this remarkable
cup. My servant, Spontoon, who, like a true old soldier, ob-
serves everythuig and says little, gave me afterwards to
understand that he thought he had seen the piece of plate
Mr, Stanley mentioned in the possession of a certain Mrs.
Kosebag, who, having been originally the helpmate of a pawn-
broker, had found opportunity during the late unpleasant
scenes in Scotland to trade a little in her old line, and so be-
came the depositary of the more valuable part of the spoil of
half the army. You may believe the cup was speedily re-
covered; and it will give me very great pleasure if you allow
me to suppose that its value is not diminished by having been
restored through my means."

A tear mingled with the wine which the Baron filled, as he
proposed a cup of gratitude to Colonel Talbot, and " The
Prosperity of the united Houses of Waverley- Honour and.
Bradwardine!"

It only remains for me to say that, as no wish was ever
uttered with more affectionate sincerity, there are few which,
allowing for the necessary mutal)ility of human events, have
been upon the whole more happily fulfilled.

CHAPTER LXXII.

A POSTSCRIPT WHICH SHOULD HAVE KEEIT A PREFACE.

Our journey is now finished, gentle reader; and if your
patience has accompanied me through these sheets, the con-
tract is, on your part, strictly fulfilled. Yet, like the driver

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who has veceived his full hire, I still lingei- near you, and
make, with becoming diffidence, a trifling additional claim
upon your bounty and good nature. You are as free, how-
ever, to shut the volume of the one petitioner as to close your
door in the face of the other.

This sliould have been a prefatory chapter, but for two rea-
sons: First, that most novel readers, as my own conscience
reminds me, are apt to. be guilty of the sin of omission re-
specting that same matter of prefaces ; Secondly, that it is a
general custom with that class of students to begin with the
last chapter of a work ; so that, after all, these remarks, be-
ing introduced last in order, have still the best chance to be
read in their proper place.

There is no European nation which, within the course of
half a century or little more, has imdergone so complete a
change as this kingdom of Scotland. The effects of the in-
surrection of 1745, — the destruction of the patriarchal power
of the lligliland chiefs, — the abolition of the heritable juris-
dictions of the Lowland nobility and barons, — the total eradi-
cati(m of the Jacobite party, which, averse to intermingle
with tlie Knglisli, or adojit their customs, long continued to
pride tliemselves upon maintaining ancient Scottish manners
and custfjms, — commenced tliis innovation. The gradual in-
flux of wealth and extension of commerce have since united
to render the present people of Scotland a class of beings as
diffcuent from their grandfathers as tho existing English are
from tlios(5 of Qm^en Elizabeth's time.

The political and ee,()noniioal elfects of these changes have
been traced by Lord Selkiik with great precision and accu-
racy, liut the cliange, though stiiadily and rajndly j)rogrG3-
sive, h;us nevertheless been gradual; and, liko tliose wlio drift
down the stream of a deep .and sniooth river, wo are not aware
of tho progress we liave made \intil wo fix our eye on tho now
distant {Kjint from which wo liavo been drifted. Such of the
present generations as c&n reooUect the last twenty or twenty-
five years of tho eightiienth century will l)0 fully sensible of
the truth of this statement; eH]»ecially if their aec|uaintanee
and connexions lay among those who in my younger time were

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facetiously called *' folks of the old leaven, " who still cherished
a lingering, though hopeless, attachment to the house of
Stuart.

This race has now almost entirely vanished from the land,
and with it, doubtless, much absurd political prejudice; but
also many living examples of singular and disinterested at-
tachment to the principles of loyalty which they received
from their fathers, and of old Scottish faith, hospitality,
worth, and honour.

It was my accidental lot, though not born a Highlander
(which may be an apology for much bad Gaelic), to reside
during my childhood and youth among persons of the above
description ; and now, for the purpose of preserving some idea
of the ancient manners of which I have witnessed the almost
total extinction, I have embodied in imaginary scenes, and
ascribed to fictitious characters, a part of the incidents which
I then received from those who were actors in them. Indeed,
the most romantic parts of this narrative are precisely those
which have a foundation in fact.

The exchange of mutual protection between a Highland gen-
tleman and an officer of rank in the king's service, together
with the spirited manner in which the latter asserted his right
to return the favour he had received, is literally true. The
accident by a musket shot, and the heroic reply imputed to
Flora, relate to a lady of rank not long deceased. And scarce
a gentleman who was " in hiding" after the battle of Culloden
but could tell a tale of strange concealments and of wild and
hair's-breadth 'scapes as extraordinary as any which I have
ascril)ed to my heroes. Of this, the escape of Charles Edward
himself, as the most prominent, is the most striking example.
The accoimts of the battle of Preston and skirmish at Clifton
are taken from the narrative of intelligent eye-witnesses, and
corrected from the History of the Rebellion by the late vener-
able author of Douglas. The Lowland Scottish gentlemen
and the subordinate characters are not given as individual por-
traits, but are di-awn from the general habits of the period, of
which I have witnessed some renmants in my younger days,
and partly gathered from tradition.

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It has been my object to describe these persons, not by a
caricatured aud exaggerated use of the national dialect, but by
their habits, manners, and feelings, so as in some distant de-
gree to emulate the admirable Irish portraits di-awn by Miss
Edgeworth, so different from the " Teagues" and " dear joys"
who so long, with tlie most perfect family resemblance to each
other, " occupied the drama and the novel.

I feel no confidence, however, in the manner in which I
have executed my purpose. Indeed, so little was I satisfied
with my jiroduction, that I laid it aside in an luifinished state,
and only found it again by mere accident among other waste
papers in an old cabinet, the drawers of which I was rum-
maging in order to accommodate a fi'iend with some fishing-
tackle, after it had been mislaid for several years.

Two Avorks upon similar subjects, by female authors whose
genius is highly creditable to their country, have ajipeared iu
the interval; I mean Mrs. Hamilton's Glenburnie and the late
account of Ubjldand Superstitions. But the first is confined
to the rural liabits of Scotland, of which it has given a picture
with striking and impressive fidelity ; and the traditional rec-
ords of the respectable and ingenious ]\Irs. Grant of Laggan
are of a nature distinct from the fictitious narrative which I
have here attempted.

I would willingly persuade myself that the ])receding work
will not lie found altogether uninteresting. To elder jjcrsons
it will recall scenes and cliaracters familiar to their youth;
and to the rising generation the tale may present some idea of
the manners of their forefathers.

Yet I heartily wish that the t5i.sk of tracing the evanescent
manners of liis own country had employed the \\v\\ of the only
man in Scotland wlio could have done it justice — of him so
eminently distinguished in elegant literature, and whose
sketches of Colonel Caustic and Umphraville are i)erfectly
blended with the finer traits of national character. I shoidd
in that case liavo had more pleasure as a reader tlian I shall
ever feel in the i»ride of a successful author, should these
sheets confer upon me that envied distinction. And, as I

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have inverted the usual arraugemeut, placing these remarks at
the end of the work to which they refer, 1 Avill venture on a
second violation of form, by closing the whole with a
Dedication —

THESE VOLUMES

BETNG RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED

TO

OUR SCOTTISH ADDISON,

HENRY MACKENZIE,

BY

AN UNKNOWN ADMIREB
OF

■IB GENras.

APPENDICES

TO THE GENEKAL PREFACE.

No. I.

FRAOrviENT* or A ROMANCE WHICH WAS TO HAVE BEEN ENTITLED

THOMAS THE RHYMER.

CHAPTER I.

TnKsnn wa'! nonrly sot hphind thodistnnt monntninpi of Lidrlosflalo, when
afew 1)1 llie scuttercHi mi<i terrilicd iiilmbitaiits ol'tlif village of HiTsildouiie,
whicli liuU four days before been burned by a predatory band of English
Borderers, were now tmsied in repairing their ruinetl dwellings. One high
tower in the eentrc of the village alone exhibite<l no appearance of devas-
tation. It was surroiindccl wilh coiirt walls, and the outer gate was barred
and holte<l. Tin- hii>hes and brambles whicli grew around, and ha<l even
ln«innate<l their branches beneath the gate, plainly show(Kl that it nuist
have Iteen many years since it had been opened. While the cottages
aroinid lay in smoking ruins, thiH pile, deserte<l and desolate as it seemed
to be, had sufft-rwl nothing from the violence of the itivaders ; and tho
wretcbiil beings who were eixh-avouring to rcjiair thi-ir miscrat)!!- huts
against nightfall seemed to neglect the preferable shelter wliicb it iniglit
have alTorded them without the ne(-essity of lai)our.

Before the <lay had quite gone down, a knight, richly arme<l and mounted
npnn an ambling hackney, rode slowly into tlic village. His attendants
were a lady, apparently young and beautiful, who rode- by his side ui)oii ii
dapple-grey palfrey; bis .mpiire, who carrie<I bis helmet, and lance, and
le<l his bnttle-liorse, a noble sti-ed, richly caparisoncfl. A page and
four yeomen bearing how.s and quivers, short Bwords, and targets of a .span

* It is not to b« suppose*! that these fragments are given a.s po.sHcssing any
intrinsic value of themselves : but there tnay }>e srime curir)sity attached to
them, as to the (ir'<t efeJiings of a plate, wliicb are accounted interesting by
those who have, in any degree, been interested in the more finished works
of the artist.

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breadth, completed his equipage, which, though small, denoted him to be
a luuii of higli rank.

He stopped and addressed several of the inhabitants whom curiosity
had withdrawn from their labour to gaze at him ; but at the sound of his
voice, and still more on perceiving the St. George's Cross in the caps of his
followers, they fled, with a loud cry, "that the Southrons were returned.'
The knight endeavoured to expostulate with the fugitives, who were chiefly
aged men, women, and children ; but their dread of the English name
accelerated their flight, and in a few minutes, excepting the knight and
his attendants, the place was deserted by all. He paced through the village
to seek a shelter for the night, and, despairing to find one either in the
inaccessible tower or the plundered huts of the peasantry, he directed his
course to the left hand, where he spied a small decent habitation, appar-
ently the abode of a man considerably above the common rank. After
much knocking, the proprietor at length showed himself at the window,
and speaking in the English dialect, with great signs of apprehension,
demanded their business. The warrior replied that his quality was an
English knight and baron, and that he was travelling to the court of the
King of Scotland on affairs of consequence to both kingdoms.

"Pardon my hesitation, noble Sir Knight," said the old man, as he un-
bolted and unbarred his doors — " Pardon my hesitation, but we are here
exposed to too many intrusions to admit of our exercising unlimited and
unsuspicious hospitality. What I have is yours; and God .send your mia-
Bion may bring back peace and the good days of our old Queen Margaret ! "

"Amen, worthy Franklin," quoth the Knight — "Did you know
her?"

" I came to this country in her train," said the Franklin ;" and the care
of some of her jointure lands which she devolved on me occasioned my
eettling here."

"And how do you, being an Englishman," said the Knight, "protect
your life and property here, when one of your nation cannot obtain a
single night's lodging, or a draught of water were he thirsty? "

" Marry, noble sir," answered the Franklin, " use, as they say, will make
a man live in a lion's den ; and as I settled here in a quiet time, and luive
never given cause of off'ence, I am respected by my neighbours, and even,
as you see, by out forayers from England."

" I rejoice to hear it, and accept your hospitality. Isabella, my love, our
•worthy host will provide you abed. My daughter, good Franklin, is ill
at ease. We will occupy your house till the Scottish King shall return
from his northern expedition ; meanwhile call me Lord Lacy of Chester."

The attendants of the Baron, assisted by the Franklin, were now busied
in disposing of the horses, and arranging the table for some refreshment
for Lord Lacy and his fair companion. While they sat down to it, they
were attended by their host and his daughter, whom custom did not per-
mit to cat in their presence, and who afterwards withdrew to an outer
chamber, where the .squire and page (both young men of noble birth) par-
t<jok of 8upr)er, and were accommodated with beds. The yeomen, after
doing honour to the rustic cheer of Queen Margaret's bailiff, withdrew to
the stable, and each, beside his favourite horae, snored away the fatigues of
their journey.

Early on the following morning the travellers were roused by a thundering
knocking at the door of the house, accompanied with many demands for

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Instant admission in the roughest tones. The squire and page of Lord
Lacy, after buckling on their arms, were about to sally out to chastise these
iutrudere, when the old host, after looking out at a private casement, con-
trived for reconnoitring his visitors, entreated them, with great signs of
terror, to be quiet, if they did not mean that all in the house should be
murdered.

lie tlien hastened to the apartment of Lord Lacy, whom he met dressed
in a long furred gown and the kniglitly cap called a viurticr, irritated at
the noise, and demanding to know the cause which had disturbed the
repose of the household.

" Noble sir," said the Franklin, " one of the most formidable and bloody
of the Scottish Border riders is at hand; he is never seen," added he, fal-
tering with terror, "so far from the hills but with some bad purpose, and
the power of accomplishing it; so hold yourself to your guard, for "

A loud crash here announced that the door was broken down, and the
kniglit just descended the stair in time to prevent bloodshed betwixt lii.s
attendants and the intruders. They were three in number; their chief
was tall, bony, and athletic ; his spare and muscular frame, as well as the
hardness of his features, marked the course of his life to have been fatigu-
ing and perilous. The effect of his appearance was aggravatt'd by his dress,
whicli consi.stetl of a jack or jacket, composed of thick bull' Ifatlier, oil
which small plates of iron of a lozenge form were stitched in such !i nuinner
a.s to overlap eacli other and form a coat of mail, which swayed with every
motion of tlic wearer's body. This defensive armour covered a doublet of
coarse grey cloth, and the Borderer had a few half-rusted plates of steel
on his shoulders, a two-edged sw(jrd, with a dagger hanging beside it, in
a buff belt; a helmet, with a few iron bars to cover the face instead of a
visor, and a lance of tremendous and uncommon length, completed his
apj)ointmeiits. The looks of the man were as wilil and rude as his attii'c :
his keen black eyes never rested one moment fixed upon a single object,
but constantly traverse<l all around, as if they ever sought some danger to
oppose. Hfjme i)lunder to seize, or some insult to revenge. Tin? latter
Bcem<!<l to be liis present oiijecl, for, regardless of the dignified pri-sence of
T/)rd Lacy, he uttered the most incoherent threats against the owner
of the house and his guests.

"Wesliall .see — ay, marry shall wc — if an English hound is to harbour
and re.s(;t the Southrons here. Thank the Abbot of Melro.se and the good
Kniglit of f'oldiiiKiiow tliat have so long kept me from your skirts. But
those days an; gone, by St. Mary, and you shall find it ! "

It is probable the enrnu'-d Borderer would not have; long coiilimied to
vent his rage in empty menaces, liii<l not the entranei- of the four yeomen
with their bows bent convinced him that the force was not at tliis moment
on his own Hide.

I/ord Lacy now advance<l towards him. " Yon intrude upon my privacy,
soldier; withdraw yourself and your followers. There is peace bet wi.Kt
our nations, or my .servants should diaslise thy j)resumi)lion."

".Hiuh jieace nn ye give such shall you have," answered the moss- troojjer,
first pointing with his lance towards the burned village and then idmost
instantly levelling it against Lord Lacy. The squire drew his sword and
severed at one blow the steel head froin the truncheon of the spear.

"Arthur Fit/.herbert," saiil tlie Baron, "that stroke has deferred thy
knighthood for one year ; never must that squire wear tin; si)urs whose

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unbridled impetuosity can draw unbidden his sword in the presence of his
master. Go hence and tliink on what 1 have said."

The squire left the chamber abashed.

" It were vain," continued Lord Lacy, " to expect that courtesy from a
mountain churl which even my own followers can forget. Yet before
thou drawest thy brand (for the intruder laid his hand upon the hilt of
his sword), thou wilt do well to reflect that I come with a safe-conduct
from thy king, and have no time to waste in brawls with such as
thou."

" From my king — from my king ! " re-echoed the mountaineer. " I care
not that rotten truncheon (striking the shattered spear furiously on the
ground) for the King of Fife and Lothian. Eut llabby of Cessford will be
here belive ; and we shall soon know if he will permit an English churl to
occupy his hostelrie."

Having uttered these words, accompanied with a lowering glance from
under his shaggy black eyebrows, he turned on his heel and left the house
with Ins two followers. They mounted their horses, which they had tied
to an outer fence, and vanished in an instant.

"Who is this discourteous ruffian?" said Lord Lacy to the Franklin,
who had stood in the most violent agitation during this whole scene.

" Tlis name, noble lord, is Adam Kerr of the Moat, but he is commonly
called l)y his comi^anions the Black Rider of Cheviot. I fear, I fear, he
comes hither for no good ; but if the Lord of Cessford be near, he will not
dare offer any unprovoked outrage."

" I have heard of that chief," said the Baron. " Let me know when he
approaches, and do thou, Rodulph (of the eldest yeoman), keep a .strict
watch. Adelbert (to the page), attend to arm me." The page bowed,
and the Baron withdrew to the chamber of the Lady Isabella to explain
the cause of the disturbance.

Xo more of the proposed tale was ever written ; but the Author's pur-
pose was that it should turn upon a fine legend of superstition which ia
current in the part of the Borders where he had liis residence; where, in
the reign of Alexander III. of Scotland, that renowned person Thomas of
Hersildoune, called the Rhymer, actually flourished. This personage, the
Merlin of Scotland, and to whom some of the adventures which the British
bards assigned to Merlin Caledonius, or the Wild, have been transferred
by tradition, was, as is well known, a magician, as well as a poet and
prophet. He is alleged still to live in the land of Faery, and is expected to
return at some great convulsion of society, in which he is to act a distin-
guished part, a tradition common to all nations, as the belief of the
Mahomedans respecting their twelfth Imaum demonstrates.

Now, it chanced many years since that there lived on the Borders a
jolly, rattling horse-cowper, who was remarkable for a reckless and fear-
less temper, which made him nmch admired and a little dreaded amongst
his neighbours. One mooTinfrht night, as he rode over P.owden Moor, on
the west side of the Eildon Hills, the scene of Thomas the Rhymer's proph-
ecies, and often mentione^l in his story, having a brace of horses along
with him which he had not been able to dispose of, he met a man of vener-
able appearance and singularly antique dress, who, to his great surprise,
Rsked the price of his horses, and began to chaffer with him on the subject.

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To Canobie Dick, for so shall we call our Border dealer, a chap was a chap,
and he would have sold a horse to the devil himself, without minding his
cloven hoof, and would have probably cheated Old Nick into the bargain.
The stranger paid the price they agreed on, and all that puzzled Dick in
the transaction was, that the gold which he received was in unicorns,
bonnet-pieces, and other ancient coins, which would have been invaluable
to collectors, but were rather troublesome in modern currency. It waa
gold, however, and therefore Dick contrived to get better value for the
coin than he perhaps gave to his customer. By the command of so good a
merchant, he brought horses to the same spot more than once, the pur-
chaser only stipulating that he should always come by night, and alone.
I do not know whether it was from mere curiosity, or whether some hope
of gain mixed with it, but after Dick had sold several liorsesin this way,
he began to complain that dry bargains were unlucky, and to hint that,
since liis chap must live in the neighbourhood, he ought, in the courtesy
of dealing, to treat him to half a mutchkin.

" You may see my dwelling if you will," said the stranger ; " but if you
lose courage at what you see there, you will rue it all your life."

Dickcn, however, laughed the warning to scorn, and, having alighted to
secure his horse, he followed the stranger up a narrow foot-patii, wliich
led them up the hills to the singular eminence stuck betwixt the most
Boutliern and tlie centre peaks, and calle<l from its resemblance to such an
animal in its form the Luckcn Hare. At the foot of this eminence, which
is almost as famous for witch meetings as the neighbouring wind-mill of
Kippilaw, Dick was somewhat startled to observe that his conductor
entered the hillsi<lc by a passage or cavern, of which he himself, though
well nc<iuaint<;d with tlie si)ot, ha<l never seen or heard.

" You may still return," said his guiile, looking ominously back upon
him ; but Dick sccjrned to show the white feather, and on they went.
They entered a very long range of stables ; in every stall stood a coal-black
horse; l)y every liorse lay a kniglit in coal-l)la(k armour, witlj a drawn
Bword in his liand ; l)ut all were as silent, hoof and limb, as if they lia<1
Ikmmi cut out of marble. A great number of torclies lent a gloomy lustre to
llie liall, whicli, like those of the r'alipli Vatbek, was of large dimensions.
At tlie tipper end, however, they at length arrived, where a sword ami
horn lay on an antique table.

" lit! tliat sliall sound that horn and draw tliat sword," said the stranger,
wlio Tiow intinuite<l that he was tlie famous Tlu)inas of Ilersildoune,
"sliall, if liis heart fail him not, be king over all broail IJritain. So speaks
the tontMif- tliat cannot lie. But all <lepends on courage, and nnieb on
your taking tlie .swonl or th(! horn first."

Diik was much disposed to tak(! the sword, but his hold spirit wa.1
quailcrfl by the suppmalural terrors of the hall, and ho tliought, to un-
sheath the .sword first might Ix* constnieil itUo defiance, and ti\vo. ofTence to
file powers of the Mf)untain. Tie tonk the hiiijle with a trembling hand,
and [colluded] a feeble note, liuf ImikI enomrli to jiroduce a terrible an-
swer. Thunder rolled in Htunning peals throut;li the immense iiall ;
horses and men startefl to life; fhe steeds snorted, stamped, grinde<l their
bits, and tossed on high tlieir heads; the warriors sprang to tlieir feet,
clashed their armour, and l)nindished fheir swords. Dick's terror was ex-
treme at s(!eing tlie whole army, whieli had been so lately silent as the
grave, in uproar, and about to rush on liim. lie dropped the horn, uud

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mntle a feohle attempt to soii,c the enchnntcd sword ; 6ut at the same mo-
ment a voice pronounced aloud the mysterious words :

" Woe to the coward, tliat ever he was born,
Who did not draw the sword before he blew the horn '

At the same time a wliirlwind of irresistible fury howled through the
long hall, bore the unfortunate horse-jockey clear out of the mouth of the
cavern, and precipitated him over a steep bank of loose stones, where the
shepherds found him the next morning, with just breath sufficient to tell
bis fearful talc, after concluding wliich he expired.

This legend, with several variations, is found in many parts of Scotland
and England ; the scene is sometimes laid in some favourite glen of the
Highlands, sometimes in the deep coal-mines of Northumberland and
Cumberland, which run so far beneath the ocean. It is also to be found in
Reginald Scott's book on " Witchcraft," which was written in the IGth cen-
turj-. It would be in vain to ask v.liat was the original of the tradition.
The choice between the horn and sword may, perhaps, include as a moral
tliat it is foolhardy to awaken danger before we have arms in our hands
to resist it.

Although admitting of mucli poetical ornament, it is clear that this
legend would liave formed but an unhappy foundation fcjr a prose story,
and must have degenerated intf) a mere fairy tale. Dr. .Tohn Leyden baa
beautifully introduced the tradition in his " Scenes of Infancy " ;

Mysterious Rliymcr, doom'd by fate's decree.

Still to revisit Eildon's fated tree;

Wliore oft the swain, at dawn of Hallow-day,

Hears thy fleet barb with wild impatience neigh;

Say who is he, with summons long and high,

Shall bid the charmed sleep of ages fly.

Roll the lone sound through Eildon's caverns vast,

While each dark warrior kindles at the blast :

Tlie liorn, the faU-hion grasp with miglity hand,

And peal proud Arthur^s march from Fairy-land ?

Scenes of Infancy, Part I.

In the same cabinet with the preceding fragment, the following occurred
among other disjecta memhra. It seems to lie an attempt at a tale of a dif-
ferent deacription from the last, but was almost instantly abandoned. The
introflnction points out the time of the composition to have been about th«
end of the 18th century.

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THE LORD OF ENNERDALE.

A FRAGMENT OF A LETTER FROM JOHN B , ESQ., OF THAT ILK,

TO WILLIAM U , F.R.6.E.

"Fill a bumper," said the Knight; "the ladies may spare us a little
longer. Fill a bumper to the Archduke Charles."

The company did due honour to the toast of their landlord.

"The success of the Archduke," said the ruddy Vicar, "will tend to
farther our negutiation at Paris ; and if "

" Pardon the interruption, Doctor," quoth a thin emaciated figure, with
somewhat of a foreign accent ; "but why should you connect those events,
unless to liope that the bravery and victories of our allies may supersede
the necessity of a degrading treaty?"

" We begin to feel, Monsieur L'Abb6," answered the Vicar, with some
asperity, "that a Continental war entered into for the defence of an ally
who was unwilling to dcfoiul liiniself, and for the restoration of a royal
family, nobility, and priesthood who tamely abandoned their own rights,
is a burden too much even for the resources of this country."

"And was the war then on the part of Great Britain," rejoined the
AbbC', "a gratuitous exertion of generosity? Was there no fear of the
wide-wasting S7)irit of ituiovation whicli had gone abroad? Did not the
laity trenilde for their property, the clergy for their religion, and every
loyal heart for tlie Constitution? Was it not thought necessarj' to destroy
the l)uilding which was on fire, ere the conflagration spread around the
vicinity?"

"Yet, if upon trial," said the Doctor, "the walls were found to resist
our utmost efforts, I see no great x»rudencc in persevering in our labour
amid llic smouldering ruins."

" Wliat, I)<K:tor," said the Haronct, " nmsi I call to your recollection
your f)wn sermon on the late general fast? Did you not encourage us to
hope tliat fh(! Lord f>f Hosts would go fortli witli our armies, and that onr
eiu'inics, who bhisplicnu'd Iiim, should lie put to shame?"

" It may plr-ase a kind father to chasten even his beloved children,"
answered the Vicar.

"I think," said a gentleman near the foot of the table, "tliat the
Covenanters mndo some apology of tlio same kind for the faihire oftlicir
proiibi'cicH at the battle of Dunbar, wlien their mtitinous i)rrn(liers rom-
jfi'ljid the prudent I-cMlcy to go down against the Pbilistiiirs in f!ilj;al."

The Vicar fixr-d a sfnilinising and not a very complacont eye upon this
intrudnr. lie was a young man of mcnn stafurc, and rathnr a reserved
aj)|ifarance. Early and sfvero study liad cjuenchefl in liis features tho
gaiity iKTulinr t'l his ago. and impiTMsod upon thrm n premature cast of
tboughtfulneuH. TTis eye hnd, however, refnined its fire, nn<l bis gesturo
its animation. Had he remained silent, he would have been long nnno-
tirc<l ; but when he spoke there was something in his manner whirh
arrested attention.

" W\\n is this joung man?" said the Vicar in a low voice to his neighi>
bour.

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"A Scotchman, called Maxwell, on a visit to Sir Henry," was tue
answer.

"I thought so, from his accent and his manners," said the Vicar.

It may be here observed that tlie nortliern English retain rather more of
the ancient hereditary aversion to their neiglibours than tlieir countrymen
of the south. The interference of other disputants, each of whom urged
his opinion wilii all the vehemence of wine and politics, rendered the sum-
mons to the drawing-room agreeable to the more sober part of the company.

The company dispersed by degrees, and at length the Vicar and the
yoinig Scotchman alone remained, besides the Baronet, his lady, daughters,
and myself. Tlio clergyman had not, it would seem, forgot the observa-
tion which ranked him with the false prophets of Dunbar, for he addressed
Mr. Maxwfdl upon the first opportunity.

"Hem! I think, sir, you mentioned something about the civil wars of
last century ? You must be deeply skilled in them indeed, if you can draw
any parallel betwixt those and the present evil days — days which I am
ready to maintain are the most gloomy that ever darkened the prospects
of Britain."

"God forbid. Doctor, that I should draw a comparison between the pres-
ent times and those you mention. I am too .sensible of the advantages we
enjoy over our ancestors. Faction and ambition have introduced division
among us ; but we are still free from the guilt of civil bloodshed, and from
all the evils which flow from it. Our foes, sir, are not those of our own
household ; and wliile we continue united and firm, from the attacks of a
foreign enemy, however artful or however inveterate, we have, I hope, lit-
tle to dread."

"Have you found anything curious, 'Mr. Maxwell, among the du.sty
papers?" said Sir Henry, who .seemed to dread a revival of political dis-
cussion.

" My investigation amongst them led to reflections at which I have just
now liinted," said Maxwell ; " and I think they are pretty strongly exem-
plified by a story which I have been endeavouring to arrange from some of
your family manuscripts."

"You are welcome to make what use of them you please," said Sir
Henry; "they liave been undisturbed for many a day, and I have often
wisheil for some person as well skilled as you in these old pot-hooks to tell
me their meaning."

" Those I just mentioned," answered Maxwell, " relate to a piece of pri-
vate history, savouring not a little of the marvellous, and intimately con-
nected with your family; if it is agreeable, I can read to you the anecdotes
in tlie modern shape into which I have been endeavouring to throw them,
and you can then judge of tlie value of the originals."

There was something in this proposal agreeable to all parties. Sir Henry
had family pride, which prepared liim to take an interest in whatever re-
lated to his ancestors. Tlie ladies had dipped deeply into the fashionable
reading of the present day. Lady Ratcliffe and her fair daughters had
climbed every pass, viewed every pine-shrouded ruin, heard every groan,
and lifted every trap-door in company with the noted heroine of Udolpho.
They had been heard, however, to observe that the famous incident of the
Black Veil sinirularly resembled the ancient apologue of the mountain in
labour, so that they were unquestionably critics as well as admirers. Be-
Bidea all this, they had valorously mounted m croupe behind the ghostly

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horseman of Prague, through all his seven translators, and followed the
footiittps of Moor through the forest of Bohemia. Moreover, it was even
hmted (but this was a greater mystery than all the rest) that a certain per-
formance called the Monk, in three neat volumes, had been seen by a pry-
ing eye in the right-hand drawer of the Indian cabinet of Lady Ratcliffe's
dressing-room. Thus predisposed for wonders and signs, Lady Ratcliffe
and her nymphs drew their chairs round a large blazing wood-fire and ar-
ranged themselves to listen, to the tale. To that fire I also approached,
moved thereimto partly by the inclemency of the season, and i>artly tliat
my deafness, which you know, cousin, I acquired during my campaign
under Prince Charles Edward, might be no obstacle to the gratification of
my curiosity, which wag awakened by what had any reference to the fate
of such faithful followers of royalty as you well know the house of Rat-
clilfe have ever been. To this wood-fire the Vicar likewise drew near, and
reclined himself conveniently in his chair, seemingly disposed to testify
his disrespect for the narration and narrator by falling asleep as soon as he
conveniently could. By the side of Maxwell (by the way, I cannot learn
that he is in the least relate<l to tlie Nithsdale family) was placed a small
table and a couple of lights, by the assistance of which he read as follows:

"Journal of Jan Von Eulen.

" On the 6th November 1045, T, .Tan Von Eulen, merchant in Rotterdam,
embarked with my only daughter Gertrude on board of the good vessel
Vnjheid of Amsterdam, in order to pass into the unliappy and disturbed
kingdom of England. 7th November — a brisk gale — daughter sea-sick —
niyelf unable to complete the calculalion which 1 have begun of the in-
licritaiice loft liy .lane Lansacke of f'arlisic, my late dear wife's sister, the
collection of which is the object of my voyage. 8th November — wind still
Btormy and adverse — a horrid disaster nearly happened — my dear child
washed overboard as the vessal lurched to leeward. ^leniorandum — to
reward the young sailor who saved her out of the first moneys which I can
recover from the inlieritanceof her aunt Lansacke. 9th November — calm —
P.M. light breezes from N.N.W. I talked with the captain about the iu-
Jierifance of my Hisler-in-law, .Tane T^ansa^'ke. He says he knows the
principal subject, which will not exceed L.KKX) in value. N. B. He is a
cousin to a family of reter.soiiH, which was llie name of the husband of my
eister-in-Iaw ; so there is room to hope it iiuiy be wor.li more than he re-
ports. lOih November, 10 a.m. May fJod jjnnlnn all our sins! — An Eng-
Ji.^ii frigate, bearing the T'arliami'ut flau', has appeareil in tlu' ofllng, and
gives chase. — 11 a.m. 8he nears us every moment, an<l the captain of our
vessel prepares to clear for action. —May God again have mercy upon us ! "
• •••**

" Here," said Maxwell, " tlie jnurnal with wliidi T bnve oi)ene(l the nnr-
ratif)n ends Bomewlmt abruptly."

" I am glad rif it," said Lady KatelilTe.

" Hut, Mr. Maxwell," said yoting Frank, Sir Henry'Bgrnndcliild, "shall
we not hear how (he battle ended ? "

T do not know, consin. whether T have not formerly made you a<v
qunintrd with the abilities of Frank Ratcjiffp. Tliere is not a battle fought
between the troops of the Prince and of the Oovemment dtiring the yeam

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174546, of which he is not able to give an account. It is true, I have taken
particular pains to fix the events of this important period upon his mem-
ory by frequent repetition.

"No, my dear," said Maxwell, in answer to young Frank Ratcliffe —
•' No, my dear, I cannot tell you the exact particulars of the engag^iient,
but its consequences appear from the following letter, despatched by Ger-
trude Von Eulen, daughter of our journalist, to a relation in England,
from whom she implored assistance. After some general account of the
purpose of the voyage and of the engagement, her narrative proceeds thus :

" The noise of the cannon had hardly ceased before the sounds of a lan-
guage to me but half known, and the confusion on board our vessel, in-
formed me that the captors had boarded us and taken possession of our
vessel. I went on deck, where the first spectacle that met my eyes was a
young man, mate of our vessel, who, though disfigured and covered with
blood, was loaded with irons, and whom they were forcing over the side
of the vessel into a boat. The two principal persons among our enemies
appeared to be a man of a tall thin figure, with a high-crowned hat and
long neckband, and short-cropped head of hair, accompanied by a bluff,
open-looking elderly man in a naval uniform. ' Yarely ! yarely! pull
away, my hearts,' said the latter, and the boat bearing the unlucky young
man soon carried him on board the frigate. Perhaps you will blame me
for raentionin:: '.VJs circumstance ; but consider, my dear cousin, this man
saved my life, and his fate, even when my own and my father's were in
the balance, could not but affect me nearly.

" ' In the name of Him who is jealous, even to slaying,' said thefirst-^ — "
• »•«»»

Cetera desunt.

No. II.

C07TCLU8ION OF MR. STRUTT'S ROMANCE OF

QUEEKHOO HALL

BY THE AUTDOU OF WAVERLEY.

CHAPTER IV.

A HUNTING PARTY — AN ADVENTCEE — A DELIVERANCE.

The next morning the bugles were sounded by daybreak in the court of
Lord Boteler's mansion, to call the inhabitants from their slumbers to as-
sist in a splendid chase with which the Baron had resolved to entertain his
neighbour Fitzallen and his noble visitor St. Clere. Peter Lanaret, the fal-
coner, was in attendance, with falcons for the knights and teircelets for the

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ladies, if they should choose to vary their sport from hunting to hawking.
Five stout yeomen keepers, with their attendants, called Ragged Robing,
all meetly arrayed in Kendal green, with bugles and short hangers by their
sides, and quarter-staffs in their hands, led the slow-hounds or hrachets by
which the deer were to be i)ut up. Ten brace of gallant greyhounds, each
of which was fit to pluck down, singly, the tallest red deer, were led in
leashes by as many of Lord Boteler's foresters. The pages, squires, and
other attendants of feudal splendour well attired in their best hunting-
gear, upon horseback or foot, according to their rank, with their boar-
spears, long bows, and cross-bows, were in seemly waiting.

A numerous train of yeomen, called in the language of the times retain-
ers, who yearly received a livery coat and a small pension for tlieir attend-
ance on such solemn occasions, appeared in cassocks of blue, bearing
upon their arms the cognisance of the house of Boteler, as a badge of their
adherence. They were the tallest men of their hands that the neighbour-
ing villages could supply, with every man his good buckler on his shoulder,
and a bright burnished broadsword dangling from his leathern belt. On
this occasion they acted as rangers for beating tip the thickets and rousing
the game. These attendants filled up the court of the castle, spacious aa
it was.

On the green without yoti might have seen the motley assemblage of
pcaHuntry convened by report of the splendid hunting, including most of
our old acquaintances from Tewin, as well as tlie jolly partakers of good
cheer at Hob Filchcr's. Gregory the jester, it may well be guessed, had no
groat mind to exhibit himself in public after his recent disaster; but Os-
wald the steward, a great fonrialist in whatever concerned the public ex-
hibition of his master's hmiselinld state, had positively enjoined his attend-
ance. "What," rjnnth he, "shall the house of flie brave Lord Boteler,
on such a brave day as tliis, be without a fool? Ccrtes, the good Lord St.
Clere and his fair la<ly sister might think our liousekeeping as niggardly aa
that of their churlish kinsman at Gay Bowers, who sent his father's jester
to the lioMpit.'il, sold flie poor sot's bflls for hawk-jesses, and made a niglit.
capofhiH lorig-efire<l Ixniiift. And, sirrah, let me see thoc fool handsomely —
Hpf-ak squibs and crackfrs, instond of tluit dry, barren, Tutisty gibing
which thou hast used of late ; or, by the liones ! the porter sliall have thoo
to his Io<lge, and cob thee with thine own wooden Rword till thy skin is as
motley ns thy dftiiblet."

To this Mtern injunction Oregory made no reply (my mr.re than to the
rourtef)nH ofTer of old Albert Drawslot, the eliief park-keepev, who pro-
posed to blow vinegfir in liis nosc! to Hharj)en liis wi(, (is he bud don(> that
b1es?ied morning t') Bragger, the old hound, whose scent was failing.
There was, indi<'d, little lime for rei)ly, for the bugles, after a lively
flourish, were now silent, and Peretto, with hJH two attendant minstrels,
pteyiping benenlh the windows of tlie strangers' ai>arttiiont,s, joined in tha
following ronndehiy, the dr-ej) voires of tlie rangers (inii falconers making
up a chorus that cause*! the very battlementH to ring again :

Waken, lon1<i and ladies gny,
On the mountain 'lawns the day ;
All the jolly elia'<e is here,

With hawk aud horse, and hunting spear;

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Hounds are in their couples yelling,
Hawks are whistling, horns are kuelliag.
Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
" Waken, lords and ladies gay."

Waken, lords and ladies gay.

The mist has left the mountain grey ;

Springlets in the dawn are streaming.

Diamonds on the brake are gleaming.

And foresters have busy been,

To track the buck in thicket green ;

Now we come to chant our lay,

" Waken, lords and ladies gay."

Waken, lords and ladit>s gay.
To the green-wood haste away ;
We can show you where he liea,
Fleet of foot and tall of size ;
We can sliow the marks he made,
When 'gainst the oak liis antlers frayed;
You shall see him brought to bay,
"Waken, lords and ladies gay."

Louder, louder chant the lay,

Waken, lords and ladies gay ;

Tell them youth, and mirth, and glee

Run a course as well as we ;

Time, stern huntsman ! who can baulk,

Stanch as hound and fleet as hawk?

Think of this and rise with day.

Gentle lords and ladies gay.

By the time this lay was finished, Lord Boteler, with his daughter and
kinsman, Fitzallen of Harden, and other noble guests, had mounted tlieir
palfreys, and the hunt set forward in due order. The huntsmen, having
carefully observed the traces of a large stag on the preceding evening, were
able, without loss of time, to conduct the company, by the marks which
they had made upon the trees, to the side of the thicket in which, by the
report of Drawslot, he had harboured all night. The horsemen, spreading
themselves along the side of the cover, wait«<l until the keeper entered,
leading his ban-dog, a large blood-hound tied in a learn or band, from
whicli he takes his name.

But it befell thus. A hart of the second year, whicli was in the same
cover with the proper object of their pursuit, chanced to be unharboured
first, and broke cover very near where the Lady Emma and her brother
were stationed. An inexperienced varlet, who was nearer to them, in-
stantly unloosed two tall greyhounds, who sprung after the fugitive with
all the fleetness of the north wind. Gregory, restored a little to spirits by
the enlivening scene around him, followed, encouraging the hounds with
a loud tayout, for which he had the hearty curses of the huntsman, as well
as of the Baron, who entered into the spirit of the chase with all the juve-
nile ardour of twenty, " May the foul fiend, booted and spurred, ride down

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his bawling throat with a scythe at his girdle," quoth Albert Drawslot ;
"here have I been telling him that all the marks were those of a buck of
the first head, and he has hallooed the hounds upon a velvet-headed knob-
blerl By Saint Hubert, if I break not his pate with my cross-bow, may 1
never cast off hound more ! But to it, my lords and masters ! the noble
beast is here yet, and, thank the saints, we have enough of hounds."

The cover being now thoroughly beat by the attendants, the stag was
compelled to abandon it and trust to his speed for his safety. Three grey-
hounds were slipped upon liim, whom he threw out after running a couple
of miles, by entering an extensive furzy brake, which extended along the
side of a hill. The horsemen soon came up, and casting off a sufficient
number of slow-hounds, sent them with the prickers into the cover, in
order to drive the game from his strength. This object being accomplished,
affordeil another severe chase of several miles, in a direction almost circu-
lar, during which the poor animal tried every wile to get rid of his perse-
cutors. He crossed and traversed all such dusty paths as were likely to
retain the least scent of his footsteps ; he laid himself close to the ground,
drawing his feet under his belly, and clapping his nose close to the earth,
lest he sliould be betraywl to the hounds by bis breath and hoofs. Wh^n
all was in vain, and he found the hounds coining fast in upon him, his
own strength failing, his mouth embossed with foam, and the tears dropp-
ing from his eyes, he turned in despair upon his pursuers, who then stood
at gaze, making an hideous clamour, and awaiting their two-footed auxili-
aries. Of these, it chanced that the Lady EleaTior, taking more pleasure in
the s{)ort than Matilda, and being a less burden to her palfrey tium the
Lord Hoteler, was the first wIkj arrivo<l at the spot, and taking a cross-liow
from an attendant, discharged a bolt at tlie stag. When the infuriated
animal felt hitiiself wounded, he pushed fruntidy towards her from whom
be had receive<l the shaft, and Lady Eleanor might have had occasion to
repent of her enterprise, hail not young Filzallcn, wlio had kept near her
diiriiig the whole day, at that instant galloped l)riskly in, and, ere tlie stag
could change his object of assault, despatche<l him with his short hunting-
Bword.

Albert Drawslot, who had ju.st come up in terror for the young lady's
safety, broke out into loud encomiums ui)on l-'itzallen's strength and gal-
lantry. " By'r Lady," said he, taking off his cai) and wiping hissunliurnt
face wilii his sle(!ve, " well struck, and in good time ! But now, boys, dotT
your l>onnets nixl sound tlie mort."

The flj)<»rtsmeri then sounde<l ii trel)l{' mort, and set up a general whoop,
wbieh, mingle<i with the yi'Iping of tlie dogs, nwide the welkin ring again.
The luint.snuin then ofr<!red his knife to Lord Hoteler, that he might take* the
say of tlie deer, but the liariin courti'oiisly iiiHisted ui>on Fit/alien going
throuuli that ceremony. The Lady Matilda was now come up, with niostof
the attendiiiits ; and tin; interest of the chase being endecl, it e.xriteil some
surprise that neither St. t'lere nor his sister made their appearance. The
ljf)n\ Boteler cf)mmanded the horns again to sound thereclieat, in hopes to
call in the stragglers, and sni<l tr) Fitzallen, '^fethinks St. f'bn i so distin-
gTiished ff>r serviee in war, sboiiM havi- l)een inori' forwanl in the I'hasc.'

"I trow," .said I'eter Lanan-t, "I know tin- reasim of the iioMe lord's
absence; for, when that mooncalf f!rei;orj' hall<ie<l the <Ioirs u])on the
knohhler, and galloped like n green hildinu, as he is, after them, F saw thn
Lady Erama'b palfrey follow apact; after that varlet. who should be trashed

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for overrunning, and I think her noble brother has followed her, lest gh«
should come to harm. But here, by the rood, is Gregory to answer for
himself."

At this moment Gregory entered the circle which had been formed round
the deer, out of breath, and his face covered with blood. He kept for some
time uttering inarticulate cries of "Harrow!" and "Wellaway!" and
other exclamations of distress and terror, pointing all the while to a thicket
at some distance from the spot where the deer had been killed.

"By my honour," said the Baron, " I would gladly know who has dared
to array the poor knave thus ; and I trust he should dearly abye hia
outrecuidance, were he the best, save one, in England."

Gregory, who had now found more breath, cried, " Help, an ye be meni
Save Lady Emma and her brother, whom they are murdering in Broken-
hurst thicket."

This put all in motion. Lord Boteler hastily commanded a small party of
hismen to abide forthedefence of the ladies, while hehimself, Fitzallen, and
the rest made what speed they could towardsthe thicket, guided by Gregory,
who for that purpo.se was mounted behind Fabian. Pushing tlirough a
narrow patli, the first object they encountered was a man of small stature
lying on the ground, mastered and almost strangled by two dogs, which
were instantly recognized to be those that had accompanied Gregory. A
little farther was an open space, where lay three bodies of dead or wounded
men ; beside these was Lady Emma, apparently lifeless, her brother and a
young forester bending over and endeavoring to recover her. By emj>loy-
ing the usual remedies, this was soon accomplished ; while Lord Boteler,
astonishe<l at such a scone, anxiously inquired at St. Clere the meaning of
what lie saw, and whether more danger was to be expected.

"For the 7>resent I trust not," said the young warrior, who they now
observed wa.s slightly wounded ; " but I pray you, of your nobleness, let the
woods here be searched; for we were assaulted by four of these base assassins,
and I see three only on the sward."

The attendants now brought forward the person whom they had rescued
from the dogs, and Henry, with disgust, shame, and astonishment, recog-
nised his kinsman, Gaston St. Clere. Tliis discovery he communicated in
a whisper to Lord Boteler, who commanded the prisoner to be conveyed to
Queenhoo Hall, and closely guarded ; meanwhile he anxiously inquired of
young St. Clere about his wound.

" A scratch, a trifle ! " cried Henry. " I am in less haste to bind it tlian
to introduce to you one without whose aid that of the leech would have
come too late. Where is he? where is my brave deliverer? "

" Here, most noble lord," said Gregory, sliding from his palfrey and step-
yjing forward, " ready to receive the guerdon which your bounty would heap
on him."

"Truly, friend Gregory," answered the young warrior, " thou shalt not
be forgotten ; for thou didst run speedily, and roar manfully for aid, with-
out which, I think verily, we had not received it. But the brave forester,
who came to my rescue when these three ruflBans had nigh overpowered
me, where is he?"

Every one looked around, but though all had seen him on entering the
thicket, he was not now to be found. They could only conjecture that he
had retired during the confusion occasionetl by the delJention of Gaston.

" Seek not for him," said the Lady Emma who had now in some degree

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recovered her composure ; '" he will not be found cf mortal, unless at his
own season."

The Baron, convinced from this answer that her terror had for the time
somewhat disturbed her reason, forbore to question her ; and Matilda and
Eleanor, to whom a mes.sage had been despatched with the result of this
strange adventure, arriving, they took ihe Lady Emma between them, and
all in a body returned to the castle.

The distance was, however, considerable, and before reaching it they had
another alarm. The prickers, who rode foremost in the troop, halted and
announced to the Lord Boteler that they perceived advancing towards them
a body of armed men. The followers of the Baron were numerous, but they
were arrayed for the chase, not for battle ; and it was with great pleasure
that he discerned, on the pennon of the advancing body of men-at-arms,
instead of the cognizance of Gaston, as lie had some reason to expect, the
friendly bearings of Fitzosborneof Diggswell. the same young lord who wa.s
present at the May-games with Fitzallen of Marden. Tlic knight himself
advanced, sheathed in armour, and, without raising his visor, informed Lord
Boteler that, having heard of a base attempt made upon a part of his train
by ruffianly assassins, he had mounted and armed a small party of his
retainers to escort them to Quecnhoo Hall. Having receive<l and accepted
an invitation to attend them thither, they prosecuted their journey in con-
fidence and security, and arrived safe at home without any further accident.

CHAPTER V.

IHVE8TI0ATI0N OI' THE ADVENTUBK OF THE HUNTING — A DISCOVERT —
UBEOORY'h MANUOOD — FATE OF GASTON ST. CLEEE — CONCLUSION.

Sosoonasthcy arrivp<l attlieprincoly mansion of Boteler, the Lady Emma
crave<l pcrniissioii to retiri- to her clianilier, that she niiglit comijosc her
spirits afu-r tlu? terror she liad umlcirgone. HtnryHl. Clere, in a few words,
proceeded to exi)lain tlic adventure to the curious audience. "I had no
sooner seen my sister's palfrey, in spite of licr endeavours to the contrary,
enti-ring with si»irit into the cha-se set on foot by tlte worshipful fJregory,
than I rode after to give her assistance. So long was tlie chase tliat, when
the greyhotiinl-i ))iilled down the knobl)ler, we were out of hearing of your
buglcH ; and iiaving rewarded and cowple<l the dogs, I gave them to be led
by the jester, and we wandere<J in riuest of our company, whom it would
Bcem the sport liad Icl in a different dirortinn. At length, passing through
the thicket wliereyou found las, I was siiri)rised l)y a cross-how bolt whiz-
zing past mine liead. I drew my sword and rushed into the thicket, but
was inHtflnfly assailed by two mfllanH, wliih; otlii-r two made teward my
sister and firegory. Tlio poor knave flefl, crying for help, pnrsue<l by niy
false kinsman, now your prisoner; and the designs of tlic other on my poor
Emma (murderous no«loul)t) were pn^vented by the sudden appnrition of
a brave woodsman, who, after a sliort encounter, stretclied tlin nn'screant.
at liis feet and came l^^) niy assistan<"o. I was already slightly wounded, ainl
nearly overlaid with odds. The coinbal lasted sf)nie tiini-, for the caitilTs
were both well armed, strong, uud dcaperatc ; at length, however, we had

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each mastered otir antagonist, when your retinue, my Lord Boteler, arrived
to my relief. So ends my story ; but, by my knighthood, I would give an
earl's ransom for an opportunity of thanking the gallant forester by whose
aitl 1 live to tell it."

" Fear not," said Lord Boteler, "he shall be found, if this or the four
adjacent counties hold him. And now Lord Pitzosbome will be pleased to
doir the armour he has so kin.dly assumed for our sakes, and we will all
bowne ourselves for the banquet."

When the hour of dinner approached, the Lady Matilda and her cousin
visitod the chamber of the fair Darcy. They found her in a composed but
mehmcholy posture. She turned the discourse upon the misfortunes of her
life, and hinted, that having recovered her brother, and seeing him look
forward to the society of one who would amply repay to him the loss of
hers, she had thoughts of dedicating her remaining life to Heaven, by
■whose providential interference it had been so often preserved.

Matilda coloured deeply at something in this speech, and her cousin
inveighed loudly against Emma's resolution. " Ah, my dear Lady Elea-
nor," replied she, "I have to-day witnessed wjiat I cannot but judge a
supernatural visitation, and to what end can it call me but to give myself
to the altar? That peasant who guided me to Baddow throiigh the Park
of Danbury, the same who appeared before me at different times and in dit
ferent forms during that eventful journey — that youth, whose features are
imprinted on my memory, is the very individual forester who this day
rescued us in the forest. I cannot be mistaken ; and, connecting these
marvellous appearances with the spectre which I saw at Gay Bowers, I can-
not resist the conviction that Heaven has permitted my guardian angel to
assume mortal shape for my relief and protection."

The fair cousins, after exchanging looks which implied a fear that her
mind was wandering, answered her in soothing terras, and finally prevailed
upon her to accompany them to the banqueting-hall. Here the first per-
son they encountered was the Baron Fitzosborneof Diggswell, now divested
of his armour, at the sight of whom the Lady Emma changed colour, and
exclaiming, " It is the same ! " sunk senseless into the arms of Matilda.

"She is bewildered by the terrors of the day," said Eleanor; "andwe
have done ill in ot)liging her to descend."

" And I," said Pitzosborne, " have done madly in presenting before her
one whose presence must recall moments the most alarming in her life."

While the ladies supported Emma from the hall. Lord Boteler and St.
Clere requested an explanation from Pitzosborne of the words he had used.

"Trust me, gentle lords," said the Baron of Diggswell, "ye shall have
what ye demand when I learn that Lady Emma Darcy has not suffered
from my imprudence."

At this moment Lady Matilda, returning, said that her friend, on her
recovery, had calmly and deliberately insisted that she had seen Pitzos-
borne before, in the most dangerous crisis of her life.

" T dread," said she, " her disordered mind connects all that her eye b^
holds with the terrible passages that she has witnessed."

" Nay," said Fitzosborne, " if noble St. Here can pardon the unauthorised
interest which, with the perfect and most honourable intentions, T have
taken in his sister's fate, it is easy for me to explain this mysterious im-
pression."

He proceeded to say that, happening to be in the hostelry called the

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GriflBn, near Baddow, while upon a journey in that country, he had met
with the old nurse of the Lady pjuima Darcy, who, being just expelled
from Gay Bowers, was in the height of her grief and indignation, and made
loud and public proclamation of Lady Emma's wrongs. From the des-
cription she gave of the beauty of her foster-child, as well as from the
spirit of chivalry, Fitzosborne became interested in her fate. This interest
was deeply enhanced when, by a bribe to old Gaunt the Reve, he procured
a view of the Lady Emma as she walked near the castle of Gay Bowers.
The agcnl churl refused to give him access to the castle ; yet dropped some
hint.s as if he thought the lady in danger and wished she were well out of
it. His master, he said, had heard she had a brother in life, and since that
deprived him of all chance of gaining her domains by purchase, he — in
short. Gaunt wished they were safely separated. " If any injury," quote
he, " should happen to the damsel here, it were ill for us all. I tried by an
innocent stratagem to frighten her from the castle, by introducing a figure
through a trap-door, and warning her, as if by a voice from tlie dead, to
retreat from thence ; but the giglet is wilful, and is running upon her fate."

Finding Gaunt, although covetous and communicative, too faithful a
servant to his wicked master to take any active steps against his commands,
Fitzosborne applied himself to oW I'rsely, whom he found more tractable.
Through her he learned the dreadful plot Gaston had laid tu rid himself of
his kinswoman, and resolve to effect her deliverance, But aware of the
delicaey of Eninm's situalii^n, he charged Ursely to conceal from lier tlie
interest he took in herdistre.ss, resolving to watch over her in disguise until
he saw her in a place of safety. Hence the appearanee he made before her
in various dresses during iior journey, in the cixirse of wbicli be was m-ver
far distant; and be bad always four st<jut yeomen within hearing of bis
bugle, liad assistanee been necessary. When she was i)laced in safety at the
lo<lge, it wa.s Fitzosborne's intention to have prevailed upon his sisters to
visit and take her under their protection ; but he found them absent from
Diggswell, liavirig gone to attend an age<l relation who lay dangerously ill
in a disUmt eciunty. Tbey diil noi return until the day before tiie May-
games; and tlu! otber events followed too rapi<lly to permit I''itzosl)orne to
lay any plan for introducing them to Lady I-^mina Darcy. On the day of
the ehase he resolved to preserve bis romantic <lisguise, and attend tbi> La<ly
Emma as a fi^n^stcr, partly to have the i)l(!asureof being near her anil partly
to judge whether, aeeording to an idle rejx^rt in the rountry, sb(> favoured
hisfrienil and comrade Fitzalien of Marden. This last motive, it nuiy easily
be b(;lieve<l, he (lid Hot declare to the company. After tlie skirmish willi
the rutllans. In- wait<'d till the ]5aron and the hunters arrive<l, and then,
still (loubting the farther di-signs of fJaston, hastene<l to his castle to arm
the band which had escorted thoin to (iueonhoo Hall.

Fitzosborne's Htory being finisiied, lie rc-eeive<l the thanks of all the com-
pany, j)articidarly r»f St. ('lere, who felt deeply the respectful delicacy with
wbicli be bad conrlnrtpfl biniwlf towards bis sister. Tin? 'ndy wascarefnlly
infnrme<l of tier obligatifms to him ; anci it is left to the wr-ll-judging reader
wlietber even the raillery of I,ady P/leanor made her regret hat Heaven
had finly omploye<l natural niean.s for lier security, and that the guardian
angel wa-M convprt^-rl into a bamisonie, gallant, and enaniourerl knight.

The joy of the company in the ball extended itself to tbe liiittery, where
Gregory tbe jester narrated sucb feats <if arms rlone by biiiiseiriii tbe fray
of the morning as might liave shamed Bevis and Guy of Warwick. He

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was, according; to his narrative, singled ont for destruction by the gigantic
Baron liiniself, while he abandoned to meaner hands the destruction of St.
Clere and Filzosborn.

" But certes," said he, " the foul paynim met his match ; for, ever as he
foined at me with his brand, I parried his blows with my bauble, and,
closing with liim upon the third veny, threw him to the ground, and made
him cry i-ecreant to an unarmed man."

"Tush, man," said Drawslot, "thou forgettest thy best auxiliaries, the
good greyliuunds, Help and Holdfast ! I warrant thee, that when the
hump-backed Baron caught thee by the cowl, which he hath almost torn
off, thou hadst been in a fair plight had they not remembered an old friend,
and come in to the rescue. Why, man, I found them fastened on him my-
self ; and there was odd staving and stickling to make them ' ware haitnch! '
Their mouths were fidl of the flex, for I pulled a piece of the garment from
their jaws. I warrant thee, that when they brought him to ground thou
fledst like a frighted pricket."

"And as for Gregory's gigantic paynim," said Fabian, " why, belies
yonder in the guard-room, the very size, shape, and colour of a spider in a
yew-hedge."

"It is false! " said Gregory, "Cclbrand the Dane was a dwarf to him."

" It is as true," returned Fabian, "as that the Tasker is to be married
on Tuesday to pretty Margery. Gregory, thy sheet hath brought them
between a pair of blankets."

"I care no more for such a gillflirt," said the jester, "then I do for thy
leasings. Marry, thou hop-o-my-tliumb, happy wouldstthou be could thy
head reach the captive Baron's girdle."

" By the mass," said Peter Lanaret, " I will have one peep at this burly
gallant"; and, leaving the buttery, he went to the guard-room where Gaston
8t. Clere was confined. A man-at-arms, who kept sentinel on the strong
studded door of the apartment, said he believed he slept ; for that, after
raging, stamping, and uttering the most horrid imprecations, he had been
of late perfectly still. The falconer gently drew back a sliding board of a
foot square towards the top of the door, which covered a hole of the same
size, strongly latticed, through which the warder, without opening the
door, could look in upon his prisoner. From this aperture he })eheld the
wretched Gaston suspended by the neck by his own girdle to an iron ring
in the side of his prison. He had clambered to it by means of the table on
which his food had been placed; and, in the agonies of shame and disap-
pointed malice, had adopted this mode of ridding himself of a wretched
life. He was found yet warm, but totally lifeless. A proper account of
the manner of his death was drawn up and certified. He was buried that
evening in the chapel of the castle, out of respect to his high birth ; and
the chaplain ofFitzallen of Harden, who said the service upon the occa-
sion, preached the next Sunday an excellent sermon upon the tezt, " Radix
malorum est cupiditas," which we have here transcribed.

i. * * ' * * ♦

[Here the manuscript, from which we have painfully transcribed, and
frorjuently, as it were, translated, this tale for the reader's edification, is
80 indistinct and defaced, that, excepting certain howbeits, nathlesses, lo
ye's! etc., we can pick out little that is intelligible, saving that avarice is
defined "a likourishness of heart after earthly things." A little farther

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there seems to have been a gay account of Margery's wedding with Ralph
the Tasker, the running at the quintain, and other rural games practised
on the occasion. There are also fragments of a mock sermon preached by
Gregory upon that occasion, as for example :

" My dear cursed caitiffs, there was once a king, and he wedde<l a young
old queen, and she had a child ; and this child was sent to Solomon the
Sage, praying he would give it tlae same blessing which he got from the
witch of Endor when she bit him by the heel. Hereof speaks the worthy
Dr. Radigundus Potator ; why should not mass be said for all the roasted
shoe .souls served up in the king's dish on Saturday ; for true it is, that St.
Peter asked Father Adam, as they journeyed to Camelot, an high, great,
and doubtful question, ' Adam, Adam, why eated'st thou the apple with-
out paring? ' " ■

With much goodly gibberish to the same effect; which display of
Gregory's rea<ly wit not only threw the whole company into convulsions of
laugliter, but made such an impression on Rose, the Potter's daughter, that
it was thought it would be the Jester's own fault if Jack was long without
his Jill. Much pithy matter, concerning the bringing the bride to bed, the
loosing the bridegroom's points, the scramble which ensued for them, and
the ra.sting of the stockintr, is also omitte<l from its obscurity.

The following song, which lias been since borrowed by the worshipful
author of the faniou.s History nf Fryar Bacon, has been with diiruulty
deciphered. It seems to have been sung on occasion of carrying home the
bride.

3Brl&al Song.

To the tuiic of — " / Imvc been a FUldler,^' etc.

And did you not hear of a mirth befell
Thi- iiKirrow after a wedding day,

And carrying a bride at honie to dwell?
And away to Tcwin, away, away !

' This tirade of gibberish is literally taken or selected from a mock dis-
oourw' proiKiiiiiced liy a jimfcsscd jester, wliich occurs in an ancient inanii-
Dcriiit in (lie Advocate*' Library, the same from wbic'h (lie late ingenious
Mr. Weber j)ubli.siied the curious comic rnnmiice of the Ifinitiuy <if the ILirc.
It wa.H introducwl in comi)lianc^j with Mr. Htrutt's plan of rendering hia
tale an illustration of tineient manners. A similar burlescjiie sermon la
pronounced by the f*^)\ in Sir David T-indesay's satire of the Tltrcr. EHntet.
The nonsense arul viilgar l)urles(|ue of (lint composition illustrate the
ground of Sir Andrew Agueche(k'.s eulogy on the exploits of (ho jester in
Tivfflh Xidht, who, reserving his sharper jcnts for Sir Toby, had doubtless
enough of (he jargon of hiscnllintr (ocnp(ivn(etlie imbecilKy of his brother
Icniuht, who Is made to exclaim : " In sooth, thou waj<t in very gracious
foolin;,' last nitrht, wlion (hon spokest of Pitrrogremitus, and of die vajtours
passinrr the eqninortinls of (Juenlms ; 'twns very gfiod, i' faith ! " It ^•^ en-
tertaining to find commentatf)rs seeking to discover Home meaning in the
professional jargoa of such u passage as this.

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The quintain was set, and the garlands were mad«,

'Tis pity old customs should ever decay ;
And woe be to him that was horsed on a jade,

For he carried no credit away, uway.

We met a consort of fiddle-de-dees ;

We set them a cockhorse, and made them play
The winning of Bullen and Upsey-frees,

And away to Tewin, away, away!

There was ne'er a lad in all the parish

That would go to the plough that day ;
But oTi his fore-horse his wench he carries,

And away to Tewin, away, away !

The butler was quick, and the ale he did tap,
The maidens did make tlie chamber full gay ;

The servants did give me a fuddling cup,
And I did carry't away. away.

The smith of the town his liquor so took,
That he was persuaded tliat the ground look'd blut;

And I dare boldly be sworn on a book.
Such smiths as he there's but a few.

A posset was made, and the women did sip,
And simpering said, they could cat no more;

Full many a maiden was laid on the lip, —
I'll say no more, but give o'er (give o'er).

But what our fair readers will chiefly regret is the loss of three declara-
tions of love ; the first by St. Clere to Matilda ; which, with the lady's
answer, occupied fifteen closely written pages of manuscript. That of
Fitzosborne to Emma is not much shorter ; but the amours of Fitzallen
and Eleanor, being of a less romantic cast, are closed in three pages only.
The three noble couples were married in Queenhoo Hall upon the same
day, being the twentieth Sunday after Easter. There is a prolix account
of the marriage-feast, of which we can pick out the names of a few dishes^
such as peterel, crane, sturgeon, swan, etc. etc., with a profusion of wild-
fowl and venison. We also see that a suitable song was produced by
Peretto on the occasion ; and that the bishop who blessed the bridal beds
which received the happy couples was no niggard of his holy water,
bestowing half a gallon upon each of the couches. We regret we cannot
give these curiosities to the reader in detail, but we hope to expose the
manuscript to abler antiquari&s so soon as it shall be framed and glaze<l by
the ingenious arti.st who rendered that .service to Mr. Ireland's Shakspeare
MSS. And so (being unable to lay aside the style to which our pen is
habituated), gentle reader, we bid thee heartily farewell.]

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No. III.
ANECDOTE OF SCHOOL DAYS.

UPON WHICH MR. THOMAS SCOTT PB0P08ED TO P0T7ND A TALE OP FICTION.

It is well known in the Sooth that there is little or no boxing at the Scot-
tish schools. About forty or fifty years ago, however, a far more dangerous
mode of fighting, in parties or factions, was permitted in the streets of
Edinburgh, to the great disgrace of the police and danger of the parties
concerned. These parties were generally formed from the quarters of the
town in which the coml)atants resided, those of a particular square or dis-
trict lighting against those of an adjoining one. Hence it happened that
the children of the higher classes were often pitted against those of the
lower, each taking their side according to the residence of their friends.
80 far as I recollect, however, it was unminpled either with feelings of
democracy or aristocracy, or indeed with malice or ill-will of any kind
towards the opposite party. In fact, it was only a rough mode of play.
fiucli contests were, however, maintained with great vigf)ur with stones
and sticks and fisticufls, when one party dared to charge and the other
stood their ground. Of course mischief sometimes happeiud ; boys are
Baid to have killed at the.se bicken, as they were called, and serious acci-
dents certainly stook i)l«c(', as many contenij)orarit's can hoar witness.

The author's fjither residing in Ooorge Hfjuare, in the soiithorn side of
E<Iinbiirgh, the boys Ix-lonKing to that family, with others in the sqvinre,
wen- arrnniiP*! into a sort of company, to which a lady of distinction pre-
wntefl a handsome set of colours. Now this company or regiment, as a
matter of cou rse, was engaged in weekly warfare with the lioys inhabiting
the Crf»s.scau.s<'way, Bristo Street, the Potterrow — in short, the ncighbour-
ini.' suhnrbs. Tbesi' Inst were chiefly of the lower rank, bnt hardy loons,
who threw «ifones to a hair's-brcadlh and were very ruggol antagonists at
clf>He qTinrtors. The skirmish sometimes laste<l for a whole evening, until
one party or the other was victorious, when, if ours were successful, we
drove the enemy to tlieir quarters, and were usually chase<l bacl^ by the
reinforcement of bi^cer lads who came to (heir assistance. If, on the con-
trary, we were j)iirsiii'd, as was often (be case, int<'» the iireeincts of onr
square, we were in otir turn snjiported by onr elder brothers, domestic
servants, and similar aurlliaries.

Tt followed, from our frequent opposition to each other, that, thougli not
knowfntr the name<< of onr enemies, we were yet well acquain(e<l with their
appefirnnee, and had nifknnnies for the most remarkable of them. One
very netive and "pirite*! boy mi"bt be considered ns (be jirincipnl IcadrT v\
the cohort f>f the suburbs. He was, f suppose, thirteen or fourteen yenrs
oM, finely made, tall, bbie-eyed. witli |r»ng fair hair, the very picture ofa
youthfid Onth. Thin lad was always first in the charge and last in tlie
retreat — the Achilles, at once, and A.jax of the rVosscnuseway. He was
too formidable in ns not to have n coErnomen, and. like that of a knisrbt of
old, it was taken from the most remarkable part of his dreas, l>eing a pair

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of old green livery breeches, which was the principal part of his clothing ;
for, like Pentapolin, according to Don Quixote's account, Green-Breeks,
as we called him, always entered the battle witli bare arms, legs, and feet.

It fell, that once upon a time, when the combat was at the thickest, this
plebeian champion headed a sudden charge, so rapid and furious that all
fled before him. He was several paces before his comrades, and had
actually laid his hands on the patrician standard, when one of our party,
whom some misjudging friend had entrusted with a coutcau de cliasse, or
hanger, inspired with a zeal for the honour of the corps worthy of Major
Sturgeon himself, struck poor Green-Breeks over the head with strength
sufficient to cut him down. When this was seen, the casualty was so far
beyond what had ever taken place before, that both parties fled different
ways, leaving poor Green-Breeks, with his bright hair plentifully dabbled
in blood, to the care of the watchman, who (honest man) took care not to
know who had done the mischief. The bloody hanger was flung into one
of the Meadow ditches, and solemn secrecy was sworn on all hands ; but
the remorse and terror of the actor were beyond all bounds, and his appre-
hensions of the most dreadful character. The wounded hero was for a few
days in the Infirmary, the case being only a trifling one. But, tliongh
inquiry was strongly presse<l on him, no argument could make him indicate
the person from whom he liad received the wound, though he must have
been perfectly well known to liim. When lie recovered and was dismissed,
the author and his brothers opened a comnninication with him, through
the medium of a popular gingerbread baker, of whom both parties were
customers, in order to tender a subsidy in name of smart-money. The
sum would excite ridicule were I to name it ; but sure I am that the
pockets of the noted Green-Breeks never held as much money of his own.
He declined the remittance, saying that he would not sell his blood ; but
at the same time reprobated tlie idea of being an informer, which he said
was clam, i.e., base or mean. With much urgency he accepted a pound of
snuff" for the use of some old woman — aunt, grandmother, or the like — with
whom he lived. We did not become friends, for the bickers were more
agreeable to both parties than any more pacific amusement; but we con-
ducted them ever after under mutual assurances of the highest considera-
tion for each other.

Such was the hero whom Mr. Thomas Scott proposed to carry to Canada,
and involve in adventures with the natives and colonists of that country.
Perhaps the youthful generosity of the lad will not seem so great in the
eyes of others as to those whom it was the means of screening from severe
rebuke and punishment. But it seemed to those concerned to argue a
nobleness of sentiment far l>eyond the pitcli of most minds ; and however
obscurely the lad who showed sucli a gleam of nol)le spirit may have lived
or died, I cannot help being of opinion that, if fortune had placed him in
circumstances calling for gallantry or generosity, the man would have ful-
filled the promi.se of the boy. Long afterwards, when the story was told
to my father, he censtired us severely for not telling the truth at the time,
that he might have attempted to be of use to the yoimg man in entering on
life. But our alarms for the consequences of the drawn sword, and the
wound inflicted with snch a weapon, were far too predominant at the time
for such a pitch of generosity.

Perhaps I ought not to have inserted this schoolboy tale ; but, l)eside3
the strong impression made by the incident at the time, the whole accom-

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paniments of the story are matters to me of solemn and sad recollection.
Of all the little band who were concerned in those juvenile sports or
brawls, I can scarce recollect a single survivor. Some left the ranks of
mimic war to die in the active service of their country. Many sought
distant lands to return no more. Others dispersed in diflFerent paths of
life, "my dim eyes now seek for in vain." Of five brothers, all healthy
and promising in a degree far beyond one w^hose infancy was visited by
personal infirmity, and whose health after this period seemed long very
precarious, I am, nevertheless, the only survivor. The best loved, and the
best deserving to be loved, who had destined this incident to be the founda-
tion of literary composition, died " before his day " in a distant and foreign
land ; and trifles assume an importance not their own when connected
■with those who have been loved and lost.

NOTES TO WAVERLEY.

Note 1. — Dyer's Weekly Letter, p. 45.

Long the oracle of the country gentleman of the high Tory party. The
auoient news-letter was written in manuscript and copied by clerks, who
addressed the copies to the subscribers. The politician by whom they were
compiled picked up his intelligence at coffee-houses, and often pleaded for
an additional gratuity in consideration of the extra expense attached to
frequenting such places of fashionable resort.

Note 2. — The Bradshaigh Legend, p. 58.

There is a family legend to this purpose, belonging to the knightly
family of Bradshaigh, the proprietors of Haigh Hall, in Lancashire, where,
I have been told, the event is recorded on a painted glass window. The
German ballad of the Noble Moringer turns upon a similar topic. But
undoubtedly many such incidents may have taken place, where, the dis-
tance being great and the intercourse infrequent, false reports concerning
the fate of the absent Crusaders must have been commonly circulated, and
sometimes perhaps rather hastily credited at home.

Note 3. — Titus Livius, p. 72.

The attachment to this classic was, it is said, actually displayed in the
manner mentioned in the text by an unfortunate Jacobite in that unhappy
period. He escaped from the jail in which he was confined for a hasty
trial and certain condemnation, and was retaken as he hovered around the
place in which he had been imprisoned, for which he could give no better
reason than the hope of recovering his favourite Titus Livius. I am sorry
to add that the simplicity of such a character was found to form no apology
for his guilt as a rebel, and that he was condemned and executed.

Note 4. — Nicholas Amhurst, p. 76.

Nicholas Amhurst, a noted political writer, who conducted for many
years a paper called the C'raftsmari, under the assumed name of Caleb
D'Anvers. He was devoted to the Tory interest, and seconded with much
ability the attacks of Pulteney on Sir Robert Walpole. He died in 1742,
neglected by his great patrons and in the most miserable circumstances.

" Amhurst survived the downfall of Walpole's power, and had reason to
expect a reward for his labours. If we excuse Bolingbroke, who had only

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 533

saved the shipwreck of his fortunes, we shall be at a loss to justify Pulte-
ney, who could with ease have giveu this man a considerable income.
The utmost of his generosity to Amhurst that I ever heard of was a hogs-
head of claret ! He died, it is supposed, of a broken heart ; and was buried
at the charge of his honest printer, Richard Francklin."— £orrf Chester-
field's Characters Eeviewed, p. 42.

NoTK 5. — Colonel Gardiner, p. 78.

I have now given in the text the full name of this gallant and excellent
man, and proceed to copy the account of his remarkable conversion, a3
related by Dr. Doddridge.

"This memorable event," says the pious writer, " happened towards the
middle of July, 1719. The major had spent the evening (and, if I mistake
not, it was the Sabbath) in some gay company, and had an unhappy as-
signation with a married woman, whom he was to attend exactly at twelve.
The company broke up about eleven ; and, not judging it convenient to
anticipate the time appointed, he went into his chamber to kill the tedious
hour, perhaps with some amusing book, or some other way. But it very
accidentally happened that he took up a religious book, which his good
mother or aunt had, without his knowledge, slipped into his portmanteau.
It was called, if I remember the title exactly, " The Christian Soldier, or
Heaven taken by Storm," and it was written by Mr. Thomas Watson.
Onessiiig by the title of it that he would find some phrases of his own pro-
fession spiritualised in a manner wliicli he thought might afford him some
diversion, he resolved to dip into it ; but lie took no serious notice of any-
thing it liad in it ; and yet, while this book was in his hand, an impression
was made upon bis mind (periiaps fiod oidy knows bow) which drew
•fler it a train of the most important and luii)i>y consequences. Ho
thought he saw an urmsual blaze of light fall upon tlie l)ook while he was
readini:, wliidi he at first imagined mi;,'ht happen by some accident in the
candle : but, lifting up his eyi^s, ho apprchiMided to his extreme amazc^ment
that there wa.*) liefore him, as it were siispended in the air, a visible repre-
sentation f)f the Lord .T(!sns Christ upon the cross, surrounded on all sides
with a glor>' ; and was irni)ressed as if a voice, or something equivalent to
a voice, liad <'ome to him, to this efTect (for be was not confident as to the
words): " O sinner! di<l I suffer tiiis for thee, and are these thy returns? "
Strnek with so amazing a phenomenon as this, there remaineil hardly any
lifo in him, so that he snnk down in the arm-chair in whicli he sat, and
continued, he knew not how long, insensible."

"With ri'Knri] to this vision," says the ingenious Dr. Hibl)ert, " tli(> ap-
penninee of our Saviour on the eross, and the awful words repealed, enn ho
ronsi'iere<l in no otlier li^'lit tlian as ho many reeollected images of the
mind, which j)robal)ly liad llieir origin in the language; of some urgent
appeiil to repentance tliat the colonel might have casually read or heard
delivered. From wliat ranse, however, such ideas were ri-ndered as vivid
a«»actiiiil im7>re8sions, we have no information to be di'prnded u|)on. This
vision wa,s certaiidy attended with one of the most ii'iportant of conse-
quences connected with the fhristian dispensation — the conversion of a
sinner. An<l lioncp no ftinple narrative has, perhaps, done more to confirm
the super<titious opinion that apparitions of this awful kind cannot arise
without a divine fiat." Dr. Hibbcrt adds in a note : " A aliort time before

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t}ie vision. Colonel Gardiner had received a severe fall from his horse. Did
the brain receive some slight degree of injury Irum the accident, so as to
predispose liini to this spectral illusion?" — Hibbert's Philosophy of Appari-
tiom, Edinburgh, 1824, p. 190.

Note 6. — Scottish Inns, p. 80.

The courtesy of an invitation to partake a traveller's meal, or at least
that of being invited to share whatever liquor the guest called for, was ex-
pected by certain old landlords in Scotland even in the youth of the author.
In requital mine host was always furnisshed with the news of the country,
and was probably a little of a humorist to bout. The devolution of the
■whole actual business and drudgery of the inn upon the poor gudewife waa
very common among the Scottisli Bonifaces. There was in ancient times,
in the city of Edinburgh, a gentleman of good family who condescended,
in order to gain a livelihood, to become the nominal keeper of a coffee-
house, one of the first places of the kind which had been opened in the
Scottish metropolis. As usual, it was entirely managed by the careful and

industrious Mrs. B ; while her husband amused himself with field

Bports, without troubling his head about the matter. Once upon a time,
the premises having taken fire, the husband was met walking up the High
Street loaded with his guns and fishing-rods, and replied calmly to some
one who inquired after liis wife, "that the poor woman was trying to save
a parcel of crockery and some trumpery books " ; the last being those which
serA'ed her to conduct the business of the house.

There were many elderly gentlemen in the author's younger days who
still held it part of the amusement of u journey " to parley with mine host,"
■who often resembled, in his quaint humour, mine Host of the Garter in the
" Merry Wives of Windsor " ; or Blague of the George in the " Merry Devil
of Edmonton." Sometimes the landlady took her share of entertaining
the company. In either case the omitting to pay them due att-ention gave
displeasure, and perhaps brought down a smart jest, as on the following
ocrasif)n ;

A jolly dame who, not " Sixty Years since," kept the principal caravan-
sary at Greenlaw, in Berwickshire, had the honour to receive under her
roof a very worthy clergyman, with three sons of the same profession, each
having a cure of souls ; be it said in passing, none of the reverend party
■were reckoned powerful in the pulpit. After dijmer Avas over, the worthy
senior, in the pride of his heart, asked Mrs. Buclian whether she ever had
had such a party in her house before. " Here sit I," he said, "a placed
minister of the Kirk of Scotland, and here sit my three sons, each a placed
minister of the same kirk. Confess, Luckie Buchan, you never had snch
a party in your hoTise hefore." The question was not premised by any in-
vitation to sit down and take a glass of wine or the like, so Mrs. B. an-
Bwere<l drily. " Indeed, sir, I cannot just say that ever I had such a party in
my honse before, except once in the forty-five, when I had a Highland piper
here, with his three sons, all Highland pipers; and deil a spring theycovM
play amang them."

Note 7. — Tully-Veolan, p. 85.

There is no particular mansion described under the name of TuUy-
Veolan : but the pwuliaritifs of the description occur in various old Scot-
tish seats. The House of Warrender upon Bruntsfield Links and that of

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 635

Old Ravelston, belonging, the former to Sir George Warrender, the latter
to Sir Alexander Keith, have both contributed several hints to the descrip-
tion in the text. The House of Dean, near Edinburgh, has also some
points of resemblance with Tully-Veolan. The authoF has, however, been
informed that the House of GrandtuUy resembles that of the Baron of
Bradwardine still more than any of the above. (The rampant bears on the
gateway are supposed to liave been suggested to the author by similar
effit-'ies still standing on the gate to Traquair House on the Tweed. Mr.
Lockhart mentions Craighall in Perthshire as another mansion bearing a
likeness to Tully-Veolan. — Laing.)

Note 8. — Jester or Fool, p. 91.

T am ignorant how long the ancient and established custom of keeping
fools has been disused in England. Swift writes an epitaph on the Earl of
Suffolk's fool—

Whose name was Dickie Pearce.

In Scotland the custom subsisted till late in the last century ; at Glamis
Castle is preserved the dress of one of the jesters, very handsome, and orna-
mente<l with many bells. It is not above thirty years since such a charac-
ter stof-wi by the sideboard of a nobleman of the lirst rank in Scothuul, and
occasionally mixed in the conversation, till he carried the joke rather too
far, in making proposals to one of the young ladies of the family, and pub-
lishing tlju bans betwixt her and himself in the public church.

Note 9. — Episcopal Clergy in Scotland, p. 96.

After the Revolution of 1G88, and on some occasions when the spirit of
the Presbyterians liad been unusually animated against their ((i>|)on('n(,s,
the Episcopal clergymen, who were c^hielly nonjurors, were exposed to bo
mobbed, as we ahould now say, or rabbled, as the phrase then went, to
expiate their political heresies. But notwitlistanding tliat the Presby-
terians Imd the persecutions in Charles IT. and his brother's lime to ex-
asperate them, there was little mischief done beyond the kind of petty
violence mentioned in the text.

Note 10. — Stieritp-cup, i>. loi.

I may here mention that the lashion of coinpotation doscribrd in the
text WHS still oecusicinally i)ru<;ti.sed in Scotland in the author's youth. A
company, aft<,T having t^iken leave of their liost, often went to finish the
evening at tlic elarhan or village, in " womb of tavern." Their enterUiiner
always aenomi)nnied tlicm to take the stirrup-eup, which often occa.sioned
a long and lat<! revel.

The pnrnlnm potittorium of the valiant Baron, liis blessed Bear, has a
prototyx>e at the fine old Castle of filamis, so rieh in memorials of ancient
times ; it is a ma.ssivo henker of silver, dou])le gilt, inoulde<l into the shai)o
of a lion, and holding about an English pint of wine. The form ulliiilcs to
the family name of Sfrathrnore. which is T,yon. and, when exhibited, tho
rnp mu-it neecssarily t>e ein|>tieil tn (lie Earl's lieallli. The aiilbor ought
perhaps to l)eftslmtne<l of rerording that lie lias had the hoiKnir of swallow-
ing till- rontPJits of the Lion; and the reeol lection of the feat served to
Buggest the story of the Bear of Bradwardine, In the family of Scott of

636 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Thirleptaiie (not Thirlestane in the Forest, but the place of the same nam«
in Roxburghshire) was long preserved a cup of the same kind, in the form
of a jacii-boot. Each guest was obliged to empty this at his departure. If
the guest's name was 8cott, the necessity was di)ubly imperative.

When the landlord of an inn presented his guests with dock an dorroch,
that is, the drink at the door, or the stirrup-cup, the draught was not
charged in the reckoning. On this point a learned bailie of the town of
Forfar pronounced a very sound judgment.

A., an ale-wife in Forfar, had brewed her "peck of maut" and set the
liquor out of doors to cool ; the cow of B., a neighbour of A., chanced to
come by, and seeing the good beverage, was allured to taste it, and finally
to drink it up. When A. came to take in her liquor, she found her tub
empty, and from the cow's staggering and staring, so as to betray her in-
temperance, she ea.sily divined the mode in which her "browst" had
disappeared. To take vengeance on Crummie's ribs with a stick was her
first elfort. The roaring of the co\j' brought B., her master, who remon-
strated with his angry neighbour, and received in reply a demand for the
value of the ale which Crummie had drunk up. B. refused payment, and
was convened before C, the bailie, or sitting magistrate. He hoard the
case patiently ; and then demanded of the plaintiff A. whether the cow
had sat down to her potation or taken it standing. The plaintiff answered,
she had not seen the deed committed, but she supposed the cow drank the
ale while standing on her feet, adding, that had she been near she would
have made her use them to some purpose. The bailie, on this admission,
solemnly adjudged the cow's drink to be dock an dorroch, a stirrup-cup,
for which no charge could be made without violating the ancient hospi-
tality of Scotland.

Note U. — Witches, p. 121.

The story last told was said to have happened in the south of Scotland ;
but cedant anna togx and let the gown have its dues. It was an old clergy-
man, who liad wisdom and firmness enough to resist the panic which
seized his brethren, who was the means of rescuing a poor half-insane
creature from the cruel fate which would otherwise have overtaken her.
The accounts of the trials for witchcraft form one of the most deplorable
chapters in Scottish story.

Note 12. — C.vnting IIijrali)EY, p. 12.3.

Although canting heraldry is generally reprobated, it seems nevertheless
to have been adopted in the arms and mottoes of many honorable families.
Thus the motto of the Vernons, Ver non semper viret, is a perfect pun, and
BO is that of the Onslows, Festina lentc. The Periissem ni pcr-iksem of the
Anstruthers is liable to a similar objection. One of that ancient race, find-
ing that an antagonist, with whom he had fixed a friendly meeting, was
determined to take the opportunity of assassinating him, prevented the
hazard by dashing out his brains with a battle-axe. Two sturdy arms,
brandishing such a weapon, form the u.sual crest of the family, with the
above motto, Periissem ni per-iissem — I had died, unless I had gone through
with it.

Note 13. — Black-mail, p. 91.

Mnc-Donald of Barrisdale, one of the very last Highland gentlemen who
carried on the plundering aystem to any great extent, was a scholar and a

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 637

well-bred gentleman. He engraved on his broadswords the well-known
lines —

Hse tibi enint artes — pacisque imponere morem,

Parcere subjectis, et debellare superbos.

Indeed, the levying of black-mail was, before the 1745, practised by sev-
eral chiefs of very high rank, who, in doing so, contended that they were
lending the laws the assistance of their arms and swords, and art'ording a
protection which could not be obtained from the magistracy in the dis-
turbed state of the country. The author has seen a " Memoir " of Mac-Pher-
son of Ciuny , Chief of that ancient clan, from which it appears that he levied
protection-money to a very large amount, which was willingly paid even
by some of his most powerful neighbours. A gentleman of this clan, hear-
ing a clergyman hold forth to his congregation on the crime of theft, inter-
rupted the preacher to assure him, he might leave the enforcement of such
doctrines to Cluny Mac-Pherson, whose broadsword would put a stop to
theft sooner than all the sermons of all the ministers of the synod.

Note 14. — Lochaber-axe, p. 140.

The Town«gtiard of Edinburgh were, until a late period, armed with
thi.s weapon when on their police-duty. There was a hook at tlie back of
the axe, which the ancient Higlilanders used to assist them to climb over
walls, fixing the hook upon it and raising tliemselves by the handle. The
axe. which was also much used by tlie the natives, is supposed to have
been introduced into both countries from Scandinavia.

Note 15. — Sidier Rov, p. 143.

The words sidier roy, or red soldier, were u.sed to distinguish the regular
regimeiitH from th'> independent companies raised to protect tlie peace of
the IIi({lilan<ls. These last were called sidier dint, i.e. l)lack soldier; and
the 12d reixifiient, wliicb was formed out of these indepeuflent i-ompanies,
is still called the Black Watch, from the dark colour of their tartans.

Note 10.— Rob Roy, p. 147.

An Oflventnro very similar to what is lier(> stated actually befell the Into
Mr. Abereromhy of Tullibody, ^randfatliir of the i)reseiit Lord Aber-
croiiiby, and father of the celebnitcd .Sir ltiilj)li. When Ibis Kentleiium,
who live<l to a very advanced jierioii of life, first settled in Stirlingsliire,
hi.s cattle wi^re repeat«'dly driven otfby the celcbriited Rob Roy, or some of
his gang ; and at leJigtb lie was oblige<i, after obtjiinin^' a proper safe-con-
duct, to mak(! the cateran su<;]i a visit as that of Waverley to I?ean Lean in
the text. Rob rr-ceived him with much r-oiirtesy. nnd made nuiiiy apolojjies
for tlie aei;iilent. which must liav(! bappeiu'd, Iiosaiii, through some mistake.
Mr. Abenromby was reRalefl with collops from lwo<if liis own cattle, which
were hiuiK uj) by tlie heels in the cavern, and was dismissed in perfect
safety. aft^T having agreed to pay in future a small .sum of black-mail, in
consideration of wliich Roy Roy not only undertook to forbear bis herds
In future, but to replace any that slioiiM br- stolen from him by other free-
hooters. N(r. AI>r'r(Toniby said IJob IJoy atl'ected to consider liim as a friend
to the .laeobite interisit and a sincere enemy to the Union. Neither of tbese
circumstances were true ; but the laird thought it quite unnecessary to

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undeceive liis Highland host at the risk of bringing on a political dispute
in such a situation. This anecdote I received many years since (about 1792)
from the mouth of the venerable gentleman who was concerned in it.

Note 17.— Kind Gallows of Ckieff, p. 155.

This celebrated gibbet was, in the memory of the last generation, still
standing at the western end of the town of Crieff, in Perthshire. Why it
was called the kind gallows we are unable to inform the reader with cer-
tainty ; but it is alleged that the Highlanders used to touch their boiuiets
as they passed a place which had been fatal to many of their countrymen,
with the ejaculation, "God bless her nuin sell, and tlie Teil tamn you !"
It may therefore have been called kind, as being a sort of native or kin-
dred place of doom to those who suffered there, as in fulfilment of a natu-
ral destiny.

Note 18. — Catkrans, p. 157.

The story of the bridegroom carried off by caterans on his bridal day is
taken from one which was told to the author by the late Laird of Mac-Nab
many years since. To carry off persons from the Lowlands, and to put
them to ransom, was a common practice with the wild Highlanders, as it
is said to be at the present day with the banditti in the South of Italy.
Upon the occasion alludetl to, a party of caterans carried off the bridegroom
and secreted him in some cave near the moimtain of Schichallion. The
young man caught the small-pox before his ransom could be agi-eed on ;
and whether it was the fine cool air of the place, or the want of medical
attendance, Mac-Nab did not pretend to be positive ; but so it was, that the
prisoner recovered, his ransom was paid, and he was restored to his friends
and bride, but always considered the Highland robbers as having saved ilia
life by their treatment of his malady.

Note 19. — Forfeited Estates, p. 1G3.

This happened on many occasions. Indeed, it was not till after the total
destruction of the clan influence, after 1745, that purchasers could be
found who offered a fair price for the estates forfeited in 1715, which were
then brouglit to sale by the creditors of the York Buildings Company, who
lia<l purchased the whole or greater i)art from government at a very small
price. Even so late as the period first mentioned, the prejudices of the pub-
lic in favour of the heirs of the forfeited families threw various impedi-
ments in the way of intending purchasers of such property.

Note 20. — Highland Policy, p. 164.

This sort of political game ascribed to Mac-Ivor was in reality played by
several Highland chiefs, the celebrated Lord Lovat in particular, who used
that kind of finesse to the uttermost. The Laird of Mac was also cap-
tain of an independent company, but valued the sweets of present pay too
well to incur the risk of losing them in the .Jacobite cause. His martial
consort raised his clan and headed it in 1745. But the chief himself would
have nothing to do with king-making, declaring himself for that monarch,

and no other, who gave the Laird of Mao " half-a-guinea the day and

half-a-^inea the mom."

NOTES TO "WaVERLEY. 539

Note 21.— Highland Discipli>-e, p. 167.

In explanation of the military exercise observed at the Castle of Glenna-
quoich, the author begs to reiuark, that the Highlanders were not only
practised in the use of the broadsword, firelock, and most of the manly
sports and trials of strength common throughout Scotland, but also used a
peculiar sort of drill, suited to their own dress and mode of warfare. There
■were, for instance, different modes of disposing the plaid, one when on a
peaceful journey, another when danger was apprehended ; one way of en-
velnpiug themselves in it when expecting undisturbed repose, and another
wliicli enabled them to start up with sword and pistol in lumd on tlie
uliphtcst alarm,

Previous to 1720 or thereabouts, the belted plaid was univei-sally worn,
in which the portion which surrounded the middle of the wearer and that
which was flung arou»d his shoulders were all of the same piece of tartan.
In a desperate onset all was thrown away, and the clan charged bare be-
nt-atli the doublet, suve for an artificial arrangement of the shirt, which,
like that of the Irish, was always ample, and for the sporran-mollach, or
goat's-skin r)urse.

The manner of handling the pistol and dirk was also part of the High-
land manual exercise, wliich the author has seen gone through by men
who had learned it in their youth.

NoTK 22. — Dislike of the Scotch to Pokk, p. lOt).

Pork, or swine's flesh, in any shape was. till of late years, much abomi-
nated by tlie Scotch, nor is it yet a favorite food amongst them. King
Jamie curried this prejudice to England, and is known to have abhoncd
pork almost as much as he did tol)acco. Ben Jonson has recorded this
])(;culiarity, where the gipsy in a masque, examining the king's hand,
Buyb:

You sh(juld by this line
Love a horse, an<l a liound, but no part, of a swine.

T)ie Uijmcs Mctamurpfwsed.

James' own proposed banquet for the Devil was a loin of ])ork and a i)oll
of ling, with a jiipc of tobacco for digeatiou.

NoTK 23. — A ScoTTTsn Dinner Tahle, p. 170.

In tlio nuinlicr of persons of all ranks wlu) lusscmldfil nt the snmo table,
th(Hi;<li l)y no means to iliscuss llic .sarins fare, tlic Highland ciiiefs only re-
tained a custom which had been form(!rly universally observt^d throughout
Bcothind. " I mj-self," .says the traveller, Fyncs Morrison, in the end of
Quei'ii Elizabeth's reign, the scene lieing the Lowlands of .Siollam' " was at
a kniglit's lionwf, wlio lind mnny scrvunls to atli'nd him, Ihat broughf in lu.4
meat with thfir heads fovcn-d with lilne caps, the tahlf' licing inon; llinii
half furnishe<l with great j)lattcrH of ]>orridge, e^ch having a litllf jiiece of
Hodtlcn meat. And whf-n the f/d)i(' was servod, the servants di<l sit rlown
with tiB : hut fho upp«T moss. Instond of porridge, had a i)tdlet, with some
pruTics in the broth.' — Trniiln, ]>. 15,').

Till within this last century the furmcre, even of a respectable condition.

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dined with their work-people. The difference betwixt those of high degree
was ascertaineti by the place of the party above; or below the salt, or son^e-
tinies by a line drawn with chalk on the dining-table. Lord Lovat, who
know well how to feed the vanity and restrain the appetites of his clans-
men, allowed each sturdy Fraser who had the slightest pretensions to be a
Duinhe-wassel the full honour of the sitting, but at the same time took
care that his young kinsmen did not acquire at his table any taste for out-
landish luxuries. His lordship was always ready with some honourable
apology why foreign wines and French brandy, delicacies which he con-
ceived might sap the hardy habits of his cousins, should not circulate past
an assigned point on the table.

Note 24. — Conan the Jestee, 179.

In the Irish ballads relating to Fion (the Fingal of Mac-Phergon) there
occurs, aa in the primitive poetry of most nations, a cycle of heroes, each
of whom has some distinguishing attribute; upon these qualities, and the
adventures of those possessing them, many proverbs are formed, which
are still current in the Highlands. Among other characters, Conan is
dLstinguished as in some respects a kind of Thersites, but brave and daring
even to rashness. He had made a vow that he would never take a blow
without returning it ; and having, like other heroes of antiquity, descended
to the infernal regions, he received a cuff from the Arch-fiend who presided
there, which he instantly returned, using the expression in the text. Some-
times the proverb is worded thus : " Claw for claw, and the devil take the
•hortcou nails, as Conan said to the devil."

Note 25. — Waterfall, p. 183.

Tiie description of the waterfall mentioned in this chapter ig taken from
that of Ledeard, at the farm so called on the northern side of Lochard, and
near the head of the lake, four or five miles from Aberfoyle. It is upon a
small scale, but otherwise one of the most exquisite oa.scades it is possible
to behold. The appearance of Flora with the harp, as described, has been
justly censured as too theatrical and affected for the lady-like simplicity of
her character, But something may be allowed to her French education,
in which point and striking effect always make a considerable object.

Note 26. — The Hunting Match, p. 198.

The author has been sometimes accused of confounding fiction with real-
ity. He therefore thinks it necessary to state that tiie circumstance of tlie
hunting described in the text as preparatory to the insurrection of 1745 is,
so far as he knows, entirely imaginary. But it is well known such a great
hunting was held in the Forest (jf Brae-Mar, under the auspices of the Earl
of Mar, as preparatory to the Rebellion of 1715; and most of the Highland
chieftains who afterwards engaged in that civil commotion were present
on this occasion.

Note 27. — Mac-Faelane's Lantern, p. 290.

The Clan of Mac-Farlane, occupying the fastnes.ses of the western side of
Loch Lomond, were great depredators on the Low Country, and as their ex-
cursions were made uaually by night, the moon was proverbially called their

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 541

lantern. Their celebrate<l pibroch of Hoggil nam Bo, which is the name
of tkeir gathering tune, intimates similar practices, the sense being :

We are bound to drive the bidlocks,
All by hollows, hirsts, and hillocks,

Through the sleet, and through the rain.
When the luoon is beaming low
On frozen lake and hills of snow
Bold and heartily we go ;
And all for little gain.

Note 28. — Castle of Doune, p. 292.

This noble ruin is dear to my recollection from associations which have
been long and painfully broken. It holds a commanding station on the
banks of the river Tcitli, and has been one of the largest castles in Scotland.
Murdoch, Duke of Albany, the founder of this stately pile, was beheaded
on the Castle-hill of Stirling, from which he might seethe towers of Doune,
the monument of his falling greatness.

In 1745-46, as stated in the text, a garrison on the part of the Chevalier
was put into the castle, then less ruinous than at present. It was com-
manded by Mr. Stewart of Balloch, as governor for Prince Charles ; he was
a man of property near f^allander. This castle became at that time the
actual scene of a romantic escape made by .John Ifonie, the author of
" Douglas," and some otlier prisoners, who. having been taken at the battle
of Falkirk, were confined there by the insurgents. The poet, who had in
his own mind a large stock of that romantic and enthusia.stic .spirit of adven-
ture which he has described as animating the youthful hero of his drama,
devised and undertook the peribjus enterprise of escaping from his prison.
He inspired bis companions witli his sentinient«, and when every attempt
at open force- was deemed liopcless, they resolved to twist their bed-clotbaj
into ropes and llnis to descend. Four persons, with Homo liiinsclf, readied
thegrouiid in safety. Ikil tlie rope broke with the tilth, wlio was a tall
lusty man. The sixth was Thomas IJarrow, a bravo young Englishman, a
particulnr friend of Home's. Detorminrd to fnke the risk, even in such
unfavorable circumstancc«, Barrow coniinitle<l liimself to the broken rope,
ulid down on it as faras it could assist him, and tlien let himself drop. His
friends l)eneath succeeded in breaking his fall. Xeverlliele.ss, he dislocated
bi.s ankle and had wrveral of his riba broken. His companiona, however,
wen; able to bear him ofl'in safety.

Tlie Higlilunders next n (ifuinu' sought for their prisoners with great
activity. .\n oM g<iillenian told the author he rememberetl seeing the
coiniuandant Htewart

Bloo<ly with spnrring, fierj' red willi haste,

riding fiirioUBly through the eountrj- in quest of the fugitives.

Note 2).— To fio Out or To Have Been Out, p. 2!17.

To (in out, or fn hnvr, hem nut. in Scotland was a conventional phrft-sesimi-
Inr to that of the Irish nwpecting n man having been w/», both luiving refer-
ence to nn individmd who hiid been <iignir<'d in inHnrre(tion. It wn-" ac-
counted ili-breetling in Scotland about forty years eince to use the phrase

642 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

rebellion or rebel, which might be interpreted by some of the partiea present
as a personal insult. It was also esteemed more polite even for stanch Whigs
to denominate Charles Edward the Chevalier than to speak of him as the
Pretender; and this kind of accommodating courtesy was usually observed
in society where individuals of each party mixed on friendly terms.

Note 30. — St. Johnstone's Tippet, p. 297.

Literally a halter. Perth was formerly known as St. .John's Town, from
tho,name of the tutelary saint. In an old poem by H. Adamson (1638)
there occurs the proverbial saying :

And in contempt, when any rogue they see.

They say, Saint Johnstone's ribbon's meet for thee.

Thi3 proverb, says the editor of Adamson in 1774, is well understood in
Perth and through the shire. It is apjilied to people who deserve to be
hanged. — ( Laing. )

Note 31.— English Jacobites, p. 304.

The Jacobite sentiments were general among the western countie-s and
in Wales. But altliough the great families of the Wynnes, the Wyndhams,
and others had come under an actual obligation to join Prince Charles if
he should land, they had done so under the express stipulation that he
should be assisted by an auxiliary army of French, without which they
foresaw the enterprise would be desperate. W^ishing well to his cause, there-
fore, and watching an opportunity to join him, they did not, nevertheless,
think themselves bound in honour to do so, as he was only supported by a
body of wild mountaineers, speaking an uncouth dialect, and wearing a
singular dress. The race up to Derby struck them with more dread than
admiration. But it is dilhcult to say what the effect might have been had
either the battle of Preston or Falkirk been fought and won during the
advance into England.

Note 32. — Divisions amongst the Jacobites, p. 307,

DivLgions early showed themselves in the Chevalier's little army, not
only amongst the independent chieftains, who were far too proud to brook
subjection to each other, but betwixt the Scotch and Charles's governor
O'Sullivan, an Irishman by birth, who with some of liis countrymen bred
in the Irish Brigade in the service of the King of France, had an influence
with the adventurer much resented by the Highlanders, who were sensible
that their own clans made the chief or rather the only strength of his enter-
prise. There was a feud, also, between Lord Ceorge Murray and John
Murray of Broughton, the Prince's secretary, whose disunion greatly em-
barrassed the affairs of the adventurer. In general, a thousand different
pretensions divide<l their little army, and finally contributed in no small
degree to its overthrow.

Note 33. — Field-Piece in Highland Army, p. 334.

This circumstance, which is historical, as well as the description that
precedes it, will remind the reader of the war of La Vendue, in which the
royalists, consisting chiefly of insurgent peasantry, attached a prodigious

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 643

and even superstitious interest to the possession of a piece of brass ord-
nance, which they called Marie Jeane.

The Highlanders of an early period were afraid of cannon, with the noiae
and eflfect of which they were totally unacquainted. It was by means of
three or four small pieces of artillery that the Earls of Huntly and Errol, in
James VI. 's time, gained a great victory at Glenlivat, over a numerous
Highland army, commanded by the Earl of Argyle. At the battle of the
Bridge of Dee, General Middleton obtained by his artillery a similar suc-
reps, the Highlanders not being able to stand the discharge of musket's
mother, which was the name they bestowed on great guns. In an old ballad
on the battle of the Bridge of Dee these verses occur :

The Highlandmen are pretty men

For handling sword and shield,
But yet tlicy are but simple men

To stand a stricken field.

The Highlandmen are pretty men

For target and claymore,
But yet they are but naked men

To face the cannon's roar.

For the cannons roar on a summer night

Like thunder in the air ,
Was never man in Highland garb

Would face the cannon fair.

But the Highlanders of 1745 had got far beyond the simplicity of their fore-
fathers, and showed throughovit the whole war how little they dreaded
artillery, although the comnioii people still attached some consequence to
the poejjession of the field-piece which led to this disquisition.

NoTK .34.— Anderson of Whitbukgh, p. 345.

The faithful friend who pointed out the pass by which the HighlanderB
movef] from Tranent to Beatfm was Robert Anderson junior of Whiiburgh,
a gentleman of property in Kant I>)thian, He had been inUrrogattni by
the I/Ord (icorge Murray conciTning the i)os.sil)ility of crossing the uncouth
and marshy jiiire of grr)uud which diviflecl the armies, and which bo
dcwril)c«i an inii)r«ctiailile, When dismi.sseil, ho rwnllcctcd thiil therc^wan
a circuit* >ii,s path leading eastward th^(>u^'h the niarvh into tlu; plain, by
which the Highlanders might turu the flunk of Sir John Cope's position
without bpin<rPxpose<l to the enemy's fire. Having mentioned his opininn
to Mr. Hephnrn of Keith, who instantly saw Its imjiortanre, lio was en-
rourat'ifl dy (hat gentleman to awake T,iird George Murray an<1 commtjni-
rnte the idea to him. T.nnl Georire rr-eeived the informutioti witli grateftil
thankM, nnd instantly awakened I'rinc/' t'harlej*. who was sleeT)ing in tlio
field with a bnnrh of pcaso under his hfn«l. The adventurer received with
BJncrify flie news that there was (> posxibility of brintring an excellently
provided army to a (b-eixive liattle with his own irreptilnr forres. Hisjoy
on the rK'c'ii>4ion wns nfit very roriMiMtent with tlie chiirt'e of eowarfiico

brought utfttiiut him by CLvvulicr Juhmtuuv, aUbcuut«ulvd fulluwcr, whuee

644 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

"Memoirs" possess at least as much of a romantic as a historical character.
Even by the account of the Chevalier himself, the Prince was at tlie head
of the second line of the Highland army during the battle, of which he says :
" It was gained with sucli rapidity that in the second line, where I was still
by the side of the Prince, we saw no other enemy than those who were
lying on the ground killed and wounded, though we were not viore than fifty
paces behind our first line, running always as fast as we could to overtake them."
This passage in the Chevalier's " Memoirs " places the Prince within fifty
paces of the heat of the battle, a position which would never have been the
choice of one unwilling to take a share of its dangers. Indeed, unless the
chiefs had complied with the young adventurer's proposal to lead the van
in person, it does not appear that he could have been deeper in the action.

Note 35. — Death of Colonel Gardiner, p. 3.50.

The death of this good Christian and gallant man is thus given by his
affectionate biographer, Dr. Doddridge, from the evidence of eye-witnesses :

" He continued all night under arms, wrapped up in his cloke, and gen-
erally sheltered under a rick of barley which liappened to be in the field.
About three in the morning he called his domestic servants to liim, of
which there were four in waiting. He dismissed three of them with most
affectionate Christian advice, and such solemn charges relating to the per-
formance of their duty, and the care of their souls, as seemed plainly to in-
timate that he apprehended it at least very probable lie was taking his last
farewell of them. There is great reason to believe that he spent the little
remainder of the time, which could not be much above an hour, in those
devout exercises of soul winch had so long been habitual to him, and to
which so many circumstances did then concur to call him. The army
was alarmed by break of day by the noi.se of the rebels' approach, and the
attack was made before .sunrise, yet when it was light -enough to discern
what passed. As soon as tlie enemy came within gun-sliot they made
a furious fire ; and it is said that the dragoons which constituted the. left
wing immediately fled. The Colonel at the beginning of the onset, which
in the whole lasted but a few minutes, receive<l a wound by a bullet in his
left breast, which made him give a sudden spring in his .saddle; upon
which, his servant, who had led the hor.se, would have persuaded him to
retreat, but he said it was only a wound in tlie flesh, and fouglit on, though
he presently after received a .shot in his right thigh. In the mean time it
was discerned that some of the enemies fell by him, and particularly one
man who had made him a treacherous visit but a few days before, with
great professions of zeal for the present establishment.

" Events of this kind pass in less time than the description of them can
be written, or than it can be read. The Colonel was for a few moments sup-
ported by his men. and particularly by that worthy person Lieutenant-
Colonel Whitney, who was shot through the arm here, and a few months .
after fell nobly in the battle of Falkirk, and by Lieutenant West, a man of
distinguished bravery, as also by about fifteen dragoons, who stood by
him to the last. But after a faint fire, the regiment in general was seized
with a panic ; and though their Colonel and .some other gallant oflficers did
what they could to rally them once or twice, fhey at last took a precipitate
flight. And just in the moment when Colonel Gardiner seemed to be mak-
ing a pause to deliberate what duty required him to do in such a circum-

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 545

stance, an accident happened, which must, I think, in the judgment of
every worthy and generous man, be allowed a sufficient apology for ex-
posing his life to so great hazard, when his regiment had left him. He saw
a party of the foot, who were then bravely fighting near him, and whom he
was ordered to support, had no officer to head them ; upon which he said
eagerly, in the hearing of the person from whom 1 had this account,
' Those brave fellows would be cut to pieces for want of a commander,' or
words to that effect ; which while he was speaking he rode up to theiu and
cried out aloud, ' Fire on, my lads, and fear nothing.' But just as the
word.s were out of his mouth, a Highlander advanced towards him with a
scythe fastened to a long pole, with which he gave him such a deep wound
on his right arm, that his sword dropped out of his hand ; and at the some
time several others coming about him while he was thus dreadfully en-
tangled with that cruel weapon, he was dragged off from his horse. The
moment he fell, another Highlander, who, if the king's evidence at Car-
lisle may be credited (as I know not why they should not, though the un-
happy creature died denying it), was one Mac-Nought, who was executed
about a year after, gave him a stroke either with a broadsword or a Locha-
ber-axe (for my informant could not exactly distinguish) on the hinder
part of his head, which was the mortal blow. All that his faithful attend-
ant .saw further at this time was that, as his hat was fallen off, he took it
in his left band and waved it as a signal to him to retreat, and added, what
were the last words he ever heard him speak, 'Take care of yourself;
upon which the servant retired." — "Some remarkable Passages in the Life
of Colonel Jame^ Gardiner." By P. Doddridge, D.D. London, 1747. p. 187.

I may remark on this extract, that it confirms the account given in the
text of the resistance offered by .some of the English infantry. Surprised
by a force of a peculiar and unusual description, their opposition could not
be long or formirlablo, especially as they were deserted by the cavalry and
thofw- who iiiidcrlook t^) manage the artillery. Hut, altliouKh tlie affair
wa.t soon dc( IdtHJ, I bave always understoo(i that many of the infantry
showed an inclination to do their duty.

Note 36. — Laird of B/»lmawhapple, p. 350.

It ifl scarcely nec*s.sary to say that the character of this brutal young
Ijaird is entirely iniaffinary. A prentleman, however, who re,scnil)l('(i
Ralinawlinitplc in the article of coiirape only, fell at Preston in tlie nuinner
describe*!. A I'erlbshirc^ientlr-inan of liigb bononrarxl n'sp('ctat)ility, one
of tbe liandful of cavalry who fo]|r)wed the foriuncs of Cbarlcs lOdward,
pursue<i the fnpitivc dragoons almost alone till near HaintClinient's Wells,
wbcre tbenffortH of some f)f the ofTlcers bad prevaile<i on a few of them to
make a momentary stfind. I'crceivinK at this nuwnent that tbey were pur-
sued by only on'- man and a couple of servants, (hey turm-il upon bini and
cut liini down with tlieir swonN. I remember, wlien a cliild. sitting on liis
grave where the Rrass long grew rank and (freen, distinniiisliinu it from the
rest of tbe field. A female of tbe family then residinc at .Saint Clement's
Wells u.sefl to tell me the trapefly. of which .she had been an eye-witnea.s,
and showed me in evidence one of the silver claspa of the unfortunate gen-
tleman's waistcoat.

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Note 37. — Simplicity of the Highland Insuegknts, p. 351.

Several instances of Highland simplicity -were told aa having happened
cluring the insurrection, of which one or two are alluded to in the present
chapter. One Highlander, having possessed himself of an officer's watch,
Buld it to another person for a shilling. Being told it was worth a
great deal more, he answered, "That may have been the case when she
(the walch, which he took for a living animal), was living, but she was
dead when her nainsell sold her." The watch, it seems, was silenced for
■want of winding up, which Donald supposed was owing to its death.

While they were in Edinburgh the Highlanders sometimes alarmed the
inhabitants by presenting a gun or pistol, but as their demand, thus for-
midably enforced, seldom exceeded a penny, it could not be much com-
plained of in the circumstances.

They found cakes of chocolate in the plunder of the camp of the regulars,
which they called " Johnnie Cope's plaister."

Note 38. — Andeea de Feeeaea, p. 363.

The name of Andrea de P'errara is inscribed on all the Scottish broad-
swords which are accounted of peculiar excellence. Who this artist wae^
what were his fortunes, and when he flourished, have hitherto defied the
research of antiquaries ; only it is in general believed that Andrea de Ferrara
was a Spanish or Italian artificer, brought over by .Tames the IV. or V. to
instruct the Scots in the manufacture of sword blades. Most barbarous
nations excel in the fabrication of arms ; and the Scots had attained great
proficiency in forginj? sword.^! so early as the field of Pinkie ; at which period
tlie historian Patten describes them as " all notably broad and thin, uni-
versally made to slice, and of such exceeding good temper that, as I never
saw any so good, so I think it hard to devise better." — Accouyit of Somer-
set's Expedition.

It may be observed that the best and most genuine Andrea Ferraras have
a crown marked on the blade.

Note 39. — Heeoism of a Lady, p. 368.

The incident here said to have happened to Flora Mac-Ivor actually be-
fell Miss Nairne, a lady with whom the author had the pleasure of being
acquainted. As the Highland army rushed into Edinburgh, Miss Nairne,
like other ladies who approved of their cause, stood waving her handker-
chief from a balcony, when a ball from a Highlander's musket, which was
discharged by accident, graze<l her forehead. " Thank God," said .she, the
in.stant she recovered, " that the accident happened to me, whose principles
are known. Had it befallen a Whig, they would have said it was done
on purpose."

Note 40.-j-Pbince Chaeles Edwaed, p. 413.

The Author of " Waverley " has been charged with painting the young
adventurer in colours more amiable than his character deserved. Bnt
having known many individuals who were near his person, he has been

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 547

described according to the light in which those eye-witnesses saw his temper
and qualitications. Something must be allowed, no doubt, to the natural
exaggerations of those who remembered him as the bold and adventurous
Prince in whose cause they had braved death and ruin ; but is their evi-
dence to give place entirely to that of a single malcontent?

I have already noticed the imputations thrown by the Chevalier John-
stone on the Prince's courage. But some part at least of that gentleman's
tale is purely romantic. It would not, for instance, be supposed that at the
time he is favouring us with the highly wrought account of his amour
with the adorable Peggie, the Chevalier Johnstone was a married man,
whose grandchild is now alive, or that the whole circumstantial story
concerning the outrageous vengeance taken by Gordon of Abbachie on a
Presbyterian clergyman is entirely apocryphal. At the same time it may
be admitted that the Prince, like others of hLs family, did not esteem the
services done him by his adherents so highly as he ought. Educated in
high ideas of his hereditary right, he has been supposed to have held every
exertion and sacrifice made in his cause as too much the duty of the person
making it to merit extravagant gratitude on his part. Dr. King's evidence
(which his leaving the Jacobite interest renders somewhat doubtful) goes
to strengthen this opinion.

The ingenious editor of Johnstone's ' Memoirs " has quoted a story said
to be t^jld by Helv^tius, stating that Prince Charles Edward, far from volun-
tarily embarking on his daring expedition, was literally bound hand and
foot, and to which he seems disposed to yield credit. Now, it being a fact as
well known as any in his history, and, so far as I know, entirely undis-
puted, that the I'rince's personal entreaties and urgency positively forced
Boisdale and Lotiiiel into insurrection, when they were earnestly desirous
that he would put off his attempt until he could obtain a sutHcient force
from France, it will be very difficult to reconcile his alleged reluctance to
undertake the expedition with his desperately insisting upon carrying the
risinK into efleot against the advice and entreaty of his most powerful anti
most sa^e partizans. Burely a man who had been carried bound on board
the vessel which brought him to so desperate an enterprise would have
taken the opportunity afTorded by the reluctance of his partizans to return
to !•' ranee in safety.

It is averred in Johnstone's " Memoirs " that Charles Ivlward left the
field of Cuibxleii without doing the utmost to dispute the victory; and to
give the evidence on both sides, there is in existence the more trustworthy
tefltirnonyof I/f>rd Elcho, wlio stat<*s that ho himself earnestly oxhorlcxl the
Prince to charu'c^at the head of the left wing, wliich was entire, and retrieve
the day or <lie with honour. And on his counsel beinn de<'lined, Lord
Elcho took lenvr- of him witli a bitter execraticjii, swearing he would never
look on bis face again, and kei>t his word.

On the other hand, it seems to have biH.'n the opinion of almost all the
other officers that the day was irretrieval)ly lost, one wing of tiie Iligh-
lanilirs heinir entirely ron(e<l, the rest of the army ontniimbered, ouKlanked,
and in a condition totally liopelc^ss. In this situation of things the Iri.sli
officers who flurrounde*! ('linrleH's person interfered to forci' him otl' the
field. A cornet who wa,s close to the Prince left a strong attestation that
he had seen Mir Thoraaa Sheridan seize the bridle of hishor«e and turn him
round. There is some discrepancy of evidence; but tlie opinion of LonI
Elcho, a mau of liery temper and desperate at the i-uiu which he beheld

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impending, cannot fairly be taken in prejudice of a character for conrage
wliich is intimated by the nature of the enterprise itself, by the Prince'g
eagerness to fight on all occasions, by his determination to advance from
Derby to London, and by tlie presence of mind which he manifested dur-
ing the romantic perils of his escape. The author is far from claiming for
this unfortunate person the praise due to splendid talents ; but he continues
to be of opinion that at the period of his enterprise ho had a mind capable
effacing danger and aspiring to fame.

That Charles Edward had the ad vantages of a graceful presence, courtesy,
and an address and manner becoming his station, the author never heard
disputed by any who approached his person, nor does he conceive that
these qualities are overcharged in the present attempt to sketch his portrait.

The following extracts co'Toborative of the general opinion respecting the
Prince's amiable disposition are taken from a manuscript account of hia
romantic expedition, by James Maxwell of Kirkconuell, of which I possess
a copy, by the friendship of J. Menzies, Esq., of Pitfoddells. The author,
though partial to the Prince, whom he faithfully followed, seems to have
been a fair and candid man, and well acquainted with the intrigues among
the adventurer's council :

" Everybody was mightily taken with the Prince's figure and personal
behaxiour. There was but one voice about them. Those whom interest
or prejudice made a runaway to his cause could not help acknowledging
that they wished him well in all other respects, and could hardly blame him
for his present undertaking. Sundry things had occurred to raise his
character to the highest pitch, besides the greatness of the enterprise and
the conduct that had hitherto appeared in the execution of it.

"There were several instances of good nature and humanity that had
made a great impression on people's minds. I shall confine myself to two
or three.

" Immediately after the battle, as the Prince was riding along the ground
that Cope's army had occupied a few minutes before, one of the officers
came up to congratulate him, and said, pointing to the killed, 'Sir, there
are your enemies at your feet.' The Prince, far from exulting, expressed
a great deal of compassion for his father's deluded subjects, whom he de-
clared he was heartily sorry to see in that posture.

"Nextday, while the Prince was at Pinkie House, a citizen of Edinburgh
came to make some representation to Secretary Murray about the tents
that city was ordered to furnish against a certain day. Murray happened
to be out of the way, which the Prince hearing of called to have the gentle-
man brought to him, saying, he would rather despatch the business, what-
ever it was, himself than have the gentleman wait, which he did, by
granting everything that was asked. So much affability in a young prince
flushed with victory drew encomiums even from his enemies.

" But what gave the people the highest idea of him was tlie negative he
gave to a thing that very nearly concerned his interest, and upon which
the success of his enterprise perhaps depended. It was proposed to send
one of the prisoners to London to demand of that court a cartel for the ex-
change of prisoners taken, and to be taken, during this war, and to inti-
mate that a refusal would be looke<l upon as a resolution on their part to
give no quarter. It was visible a cartel would be of great advantage to the
Prince's affairs ; his friends would be more ready to declare for him if they
had nothing to fear but the chance of war in the field ; and if the court

NOTES TO WAVERLEY. 549

of London refused to settle a cartel, the Prince was authorised to treat his
prisoners in the same manner the Elector of Hanover was determined to
treat such of the Prince's friends as might fall into his hands : it waa
urged that a few examples would compel the court of London to comply.
It was to be presumed that the officers of the English army would make a
point of it. They had never engaged in the service but upon such terms
as are in use among all civilised nations, and it could be no stain upon
their honour to lay down their commissions if these terms were not ob-
served, and that owing to the obstinacy of their own Prince. Though this
scheme was plausible, and represented as very important, the Prince could
never be brought into it ; it was below him, he said, to make empty
threats, and he would never put such as those into execution ; he would
never in cold blood take away lives which he had saved in heat of action
at the peril of liis own. These were not the only proofs of good nature the
Prince gave about this time. Every day produced something new of this
kind. These things softened the rigour of a military government whicli was
only imputed to the necessity of his affairs, and which he endeavoured to
make a,s gentle and easy as possible."

It has l)cen said that the Prince sometimes exacted more state and cere-
monial than seemed to suit his condition ; but, on the otlier liand, some
strictness of etiquette was altogetlicr indispcnsai>le where he nuist other-
wise Jiave been exposed to general intrusion. He could also endure, with
a good grace, the retorts wiiich his affectation of ceremony sonietiiiies e.x-
pose<l liim to. It is said, fjr example, that Grant of filenmoriston having
made a ha.sty march to join Charles, at the head of his clan, rushed into
the Prince's presence at Ilolyrood with unceremonious liaste, without liav-
ing attende<l to the duties of tlie toilet. Tlie Prince recpive<l him kindly,
but not without a hint that a previous interview with the barber might
not have been wholly unnecessary. " It is not beardless i)oys," aiiswcnvl
the displease*! Chief, " who are to do your Royal Highness's turn." Tlio
Chevalier took the rebuke in good part.

On the whole, if Prince Charl(?s had concluded his life soon after hi.'*
miraculous escape, his charaeter in history must have stood very high.
As it wa.s, his statirm is amongst those a certain brilliant portion of whose
life forma a remarkable contrast to all which precedes and all which fol-
lows it.

NOTK tl. — .SkiKJiIHU at Cl.IPTON, p. 4211.

The following account of the skirmish at Clifton is extracted from the
manu.scrijit " .Memoirs" of Evan Maif)hcrson of (^luny, < hicrof (he cljui
MacpluTHon, who ha<l the m<Tit of supporting th(! priii(i|iiil brunt of that
8pirit4'<| affair. The "Memoirs" apjK'ur to have Ixhmi fomposcil about
1755, only ten years aft^-r the action bad taken place. They were written
In France, where that gallant chief resided in exile, which accoiinf.s for
■omc fSallicisms which occur in tlie narrative.

" In the Prince's return from Derby back towanls .Scotland, my Lord
George Murray, Lientenanf-neneral, cheerfully cliarg'd him.self with the
command of the rear, a post which, nitlio' honourable, was attended with
great danger, many dilllcultieji, and no small fatitrui' ; for tlie Princ*-, !)eing
appreheasivo that his retreat to dcullaud might bccutoITby Marischall

550 WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Wade, wlin lay to the northward of him with an armic much siippcriorto
■what H.R.H. had, while tlie Duke of Oomberland with his whole cavalrie
followed hard in the rear, was obliged to hasten his marches. It was not,
therefore, possible for the artilirie to march so fast as the Prince's army, in
the depth of winter, extremely bad weather, and the worst roads in Eng-
land ; so Lord George Murray was obliged often to continue his marches
long after it was dark almost every night, while at the same time he had
frequent allarms and disturbances from the Duke of Comberland's ad-
vanc'd parties.

"Towards the evening of the twentie-eight December 1745 the Prince
entered the town of Penrith, in the Province of Cumberland. But as Lord
George ^lurray could not bring up the artilirie so fast as he wou'd have
wish'd, he was oblig'd to pass the night six miles sliort of that town, to-
gether with the regiment of MacDonel of Glengarrie, which that day hap-
pened to have the arrear guard. The Prince, in order to refresh his armie,
aiid to give My Lord George and the artilirie time to come up, resolved to
sejour the 29th at Penrith ; so ordered his little army to appear in themom-
ing under arms, in order to be reviewed, and to know in what manner the
numbers stood from his havcing entered England. It did not at that time
amount to 5000 foot in all, with about 400 cuvalrie, compos'd of the no-
blesse who serv'd as volunteers, part of whom form'd a first troop of guards
for the Prince, under tlie command of My Lord Elchoe, now Comte do
Weems, who, being proscribed, is presently in France. Another part
formed a second troup of guards under the command of My Lord Balmi-
rino, who was beheaded at the Tower of London. A third part serv'd
under My Lord le Comte de Kilmarnock, who was likewise Ijcheaded at the
Tower. A fourth part serv'd under My Lord Pitsligow, who is also pro-
scribed ; which cavalrie, tho' very few in numbers, being all noblesse, were
Tery brave, and of infinite advantage to tho foot, not only in the day of the
battle, but in serving as advanced guards on the several marches, and in
patroling dureing the night on the different roads which led towards the
towns where the army happened to quarter.

"While this small army was out in a body on the 20lh December, upon
a riscing ground to the northward of Penrith, passing review, Mons. do
Cluny, with his tribe, was ordered to the Bridge of Clifton, about a mile to
southward of Penrith, after having pa.ss'd in review before Mons. PattuUo,
who was cliargcd with the inspection of the troops, and was likeways
Quarter-Master-General of the army, and is now in France. They re-
mained under arms at the bridge, waiting the arrival of My Lord George
Murray with the artilirie, whom Mons. de Cluny had orders to cover in
passing the bridge. They arrived about sunsett closly pursued by the Duke
of Comberland with the whole body of his cavalrie, reckoned upwards of
3000 .strong, about a thousand of whom, as near as might be computed,
dismounted, in order to cut olT the passage of the artilirie towanis the
bridge, while the Duke and the others remained on horseback in onler to
attack the rear.

" My Lord George Murray advanced, and although he found Mons. de
Cluny and his tribe in good spirits under arms, yet the circumstance
appear'd extremely delicate. The numbers were vastly unequall, and
the attack eeem'd very dangerous; so My Lord George declin'd giving
orders to sucli time as he ask'd Mons. de Cluny's oppinion. 'I will
attack them with all my heart,' says Mons. de Cluny, 'if you order

NOTES TO WAVEi^LEY. . 5^1

me.' 'I do order it then,' answered ify Lord George, and immediately
went on himself along with Mons. de Cluny, and fought sword in band
on foot at the head of the single tribe of Macphersons. They in a moment
made their way through a strong hedge of thorns, under the cover whereof
the cavalrie had taken their station, in the strugle of passing which hedge
My Lord George JIurray, being dressed c»i montagnard, as all the army
were, lost his bonetand wig; so continued to fight bear-headed during the
action. They at first made a brisk discharge of their firearms on the
enemy, then attacked thera with their sabres, and made a great slaughter
a considerable time, which obliged Comberland and his cavalrie to fly with
precipitation and in great confusion ; in so much that, if the Prince had
been provided in a sufficient number of cavalrie to have taken advantage
of the disorder, it is beyond question that the Duke of Comberland and the
bulk of his cavalrie had been taken prisoners.

" By this time it was so dark that it was not possible to view or number
the slain who filled all the ditches which happened to be on the groimd
where they stood. But it was computed that, besides those who went
off wounded, upwards of a hundred at least were left on the spot, among
whom was Colonel Honywood, who commanded the dismounted cavalrie,
whose sabre of considerable value Mons. de Cluny brought off and still
preserves; and his tribe lykeways brought off many arms ; — the Colonel
was afterwards taken up, and, his wounds being dress'd, witli great diffi-
cultie recovered. Mons.de Cluny lost only in the action twelve men, of
whom some haveing been only wounded, fell afterwards into the hands of
the enemy, and were sent as slaves to America, whence several of them re-
turned, and one of theni is now in France, a sergeant in the Regiment of
Royal Scots. How soon the accounts of the enemies approach had reached
the Prince, H. R. IT. had immediately ordered Mi-Lord leComtedeNairne,
Brigadier, wlio, being proscribed, is now in France, with the three batalions
of the Duke of Athol, the batalion of the Duke of Perth, and some other
troups under his command, in order to support Cluny, and to bring off the
artilirie. Hiit (he action was intirely over before theComtede Nairno, with
his command, cou'd reach nigh to the place. They therefore return'd all
to Penritli, and the artilirie niarrhetl up in good order.

"Nor did the Dnke of Comberland ever afterwards dare to come within a
day's march of the Prince and bis army durring the course of all that re-
treat, which was ccmducted witli great prudence and safety when in som«
manner 8urrounde<l by enemies."

Note 42. — Oath upon thk Dibk, p. 435.

As the heathen driHofl oontrnctM nn indelible obligation if they swore by
Styx, the Hcottish Jlighlanders had usually sonic p<!culiar solcninity at-
tached Ui VLU outh which tiicy intcnde<l slioidd he binding on liieiu. Very
fi^qucntly it consist^'d in laying tlifir hand, as fhoy swore, on their own
drawn dirk ; which dagger, brcnniing a party to tlie transaction, was in-
Tokod to punisli any breach of faith. But by whatever ritual the oath was
aanctioncl, the jmrty was cxtrcniily desirous to keep secret what the
esnecial oath was which he considered as irrevocable.

24 Vol. I

GLOSSARY

OF
WOEDS, PHRASES, AND ALLUSIONS.

Abuwe, aboon, above

Abte, to pay for, atone for

A CALiGULis, etc. (p. 354), from the
military boots which he wore as a
young man when serving in the
army of his father Germanicus

Accolade, an embrace, salute

Adam o' Gordon, a frec-booter of
Aberdeenshire. See Percy's Rel-
iques

Ah. Beaujeu, etc. (p. 413), Ah,
Beaujeu, my dear friend, what a
wearisome business this is some-
times of being a prince-adven-
turer. Yet courage I there are
great things at stake after all

Ah. mon DiEuletc. (p. 410), Good
God ! it's the commissary who
brought us the first news of this
unfortunate quarrel. I am very
sorry, sir

Aits, oata

AixriNA, the Circe of the Orlando
Furioso

Alerte X I.A MUBAiLLE, Guard,
away to the walls

Alma. See Spenser's Faerie Queene,
Book II. Canto ix.

Andrea Ferrara, a heavy broad-
sword, named after the first
maker. (See p. 546)

Angus-shire, now called Forfar-
shire

Anii.ia, old wives' tales

Aeiette, a merry song

Abmida, a beautiful but voluptuous
sorceress in Tasso, Jerusalem, De-
livered

Array, to trouble, distress, annoy

Asstthment, compensation for an
offence

Aykz la B0NT6, etc. (p. 410), Pray,
be so good as to marshal those
Highlanders into line, as well as
the cavalry, and bid them resume
their march. You speak English
so well that it will not be adiflft'
cult task for you

Baff, a shot

Baqqanets, bayonets

Ban, bann, to use strong language

Bang up, to start up suddenly

Barley, a word used in Scotch
children's games when a pause or
cessation is wished

Baron-bailie, the steward or bailiff
of a barony

Baulder sneck, bolder cut, freer
sweep, of the scissors

Baxter, a baker

Beau Clincher, " a pert London
apprentice, turned beau and affect-
ing travel," at a time when pil-
grimage to Rome to celebrate the
panal jubilee was in fashion

Bees, in the, confused, stupefied

Beflummed, befooled by cajolery

Bequnk, to give one a, to get the
better of, play a trick upon

Belch, Sir Toby. See Shakespeare's
Twelfth Night.

Belides, or the Danaides, the fifty
daughters of Danaus, a grandson
of Poseidon, who slew their fifty
cousins, to whom they had been
married ; for which crime they
were condemned in Hades to pour
water perpetually into a vessel full
of holes

Ben, inside ; brought fab ben, very
intimate

WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Benempt, named

Bent, an open field or plain

Bu.viKDs, bards, poets

Bicker, a bowl, dish

BiELDY, sheltered

BiRLiEMAX. a petty officer appointed
to assess damages (caused by stray-
ing cattle) in rural districts

BrsoGXA coPEiBsi, SiGNOR, Look to
yourself, sir

Black-fishing, fishing for salmon
at night by torch-light

Blood-wit, the penalty (fine) paid
for slaying a man

BoDRLE, or BoDLE, a copper coin of
Scotland, worth 4th of a penny
English

Bogle aboi-t the bush, a game
played round bushes, stacks, etc.

Bole, bowl

BooT-KETCH, boot-jack

Bowke. or BouNE, in prepare, make
ready

Brieves of furiosity, warrants or
authentications of madness

Bkirkel-cock, a turkey-cock

Bkitiwh Convention, a union of
delegates from the political clubs
calle<l Societies of the Friends of
tlie People, whicli met at Edin-
burgh in December 1792, to agitate,
in tlic spirit oftbe National Con-
vention of France, for parliamen-
tary reform

Bhocarb, a canon, ehort proverbial
law

Broken men, outlaws, notorious
vagabonds, and men excluded
from tbcir chiiiM on account of
their crimes — all lawless cliarac-
tera

Broo', broth

Brvcklk, disordcre<l, unsettled

Bri IK, to enjoy, possrwH

Bri'i./.ie, a liroil, brawl, fray

Bi'M.KN, WiNNiN<( OF. The name
of a tunc

Bnai), a lady

BiHooNET, a helmet with visor

BuTTrKK-MAii., a fine formerly Im-
pf)Sfd bv til" Cburcb in cases of
fornication

('Afifir Vathf.k. Cf T?orkfonl'B
Arabian story Vatfu-k (1764)

Cali.ant, a lad, stri|)Iirig

Canny, rautious ; lucky, fortunate

Canter, a proff'aHioual beggar, who
canta and whines

Canteip, a trick

Caeanza. Jeromino de Carran2a, a
Spanish soldier and sometime
governor of Spanish Honduras,
■wrote The Philosophy of Arms (San
Lucar, 1569), a treatise on fencing
and duelling

Carle, a fellow, churl

Cassandra, a long romance by La
Calprenede, published in 1642

Castruccio Castracani, a Ghibelline
soldier-statesman who in the first
half of the 14th century made
Lucca one of the principal states
in Italy

Cateean, a Highland marauder

Ckan-kinne, chieftain

Cess-money, the land-tax

C'ebt des deux OREILLE8. Vifi det
deux orcilles is poor or bad wine,
because (it is said) it makes the
person tasting of it shako his head,
and so both ears. The context,
however, requires Vind'uneorciUit,
that is, goou wine, so called be-
cause it leads the ta.ster to incline
his head meditatively to one side
(ear) only

Chap, a bargain ; a customer

Charge of horning, a summons of
the royal executive to a person to
pav his just delit, under penalty
of being put to the horn, or pro-
claimed a rebel to the sound of
the horn

Clachan, a hamlet

Ci.amhkwit, a stroke

Clelias and Mandanfj?, heroines In
the ultra-romantic novels of Mile,
de 8cud<;ry

Cob, to beat, pull by the ears orlinir

Coble, bight of nlt and, the right
to fish ; cohle, the fisherman's boat

Coos, woodj'U vessels, pails

CoLBRANDTHE 1>ANE, a giant slaiii by
the hero of tl>nmedia?val romance
Guy <if Wiirxrick

Colonel Caustic. F^r.c Henry Mac-
kenzie's jiaper in T^l<'^tirrl>r, No. 61

CoNcuHMKi), overawed or forced by
tlircnis

Cf)UP, reward, return, stroke

Coui'ejauket, a person who ham-
strings another

Cow YEU CRACKS, rut Hhortyour talk,
stop your boastings

Craig, the neck

Crames, the booths, or stalls ; the
name given to the paatuige butweea

GLOSSARY.

the old Lnckenboothsof theHigh
Street of Edinburgh and St. Giles'
Cathedral

Cbeagh, an incursion for plunder,
termed on the Borders a raid

Cbouse, bold, brisk, lively

CuiTTLE, to tickle

Cyrus, a long and sentimental ro-
mance by Mile, de Scud^ry, pub-
lished in 1650

Daft, cracked, crazy, wild

Dansson tokt, in the wrong

Deaving, deafening

Debinded, detained

Dievil's BUCKIE, darc-dcvil, scape-
grace, an unmanageable person

Deliver, nimble, agile

D^M^Li, a quarrel, disagreement

De re vestiaria, on matters of
clothing

Debn, or darn, hidden or secret.

DiAOUL, devil

Ding, to beat, surpass, excel

Dingle, to vibrate, shake

DiNMONT, a wether (sheep) from the
first to the second year

Disaster in Flanders, the defeat of
the English, Dutch, and Austrians
at Fontenoy by the French, com-
manded by Marshal Saxe, on 11th
May 1745

Diva Pecunia, the Goddess of
Wealth

Doer, a steward, factor on an estate

DoG-HEAD, the hammer ofa gun lock

Doil'd, stupid

DoRLACH, portmanteau

Douglas, author of. John Home,
at first a Scottish clergyman, after-
wards private secretary to the Earl
of Bute. See Note 28, p. 541

Dovering, dosing, half asleep

Dow, a dove

Dowrr, dull and heavy

Due donzelette oARRULE.two prat-
tling damsels

DuEK, or DIRK, a short dagger

Effeir, in fit, becoming state,
fashion

Eh, Monsieur de Bradwardine,
AYEZ LABONTi;, ctc. (p. 511), Comc,
M. de Bradwardine, be so good as
to put yourself at the head of your
regiment, for, by God, I can do no
more

Eld, old men, antiquity

Elisos ouulos, etc. (p. 132), "his

starting eyes, his throat blood-
drained," said of the giant Cacus,
the stealer of cattle, when in the
grip of Hercules {^'En. viii. 261)

Emetrius. Cf. Chaucer's Knight's
Tale

En MousQUETAiRE. The mousquetaire
companies formed the very pick
or pink of the dashing army of
France, and looked upon them-
selves as irresistible

Epul^ ad 8ENATUM, etc. (p. 95), the
banquets of the senators are called
epulas, the dinner of the populace
pranduirn

Epul* lautiores, state banquets

Ergastulo, the prison or house of
detention on a feudal estate

Et singula PR.EDANTUR ANNI, the

years rob us of one thing after

another
Etter-cap, an ill-humoured person
itviTE, escape
Exeemed, exempted

Feal and divot, the right to cut turf

Fendy, clever at devising expedi-
ents, full of resource

FiELL, field of battle

Fin Macoul, the hero of Ossian

Flaccus, the cognomen or nickname
of Horace

Flee STICK i' the wa', Let bygones
be bygones

Flemit, driven away, put to flight

Flex, flax, i.e. the cloth

Fleyt at, scolded

Following, followers, retainers

Foris-familiatkd, emancipated
from parental authority

Fungarque inani munere, I have
discharged an unavailing office

Gaberlunzie, a professional or li-
censed beggar (blue-gown), who
carried a wallet

Gambadoes, gaiters, leggings

Gardez l'eau, a cry to warn passers-
by when water was thrown from
the windows, the customary
method of getting rid of dirty
water in Edinburgh houses in
those days

Garring, making, causing

Gates, other, in a different fashion,
direction

Gaudet equih et canibus, fond of
horses and dogs

Gay, or gey, very

WAVERLET NOVEIiS.

GEyEBAL (drams beating the), the
morning signal to prepare for the
march

GiGLET, a giddy, thoughtless girl

GiLLFLiRT, a light-headed or sport-
ive girl

GiLLiE-WET-FOOT, a bare-footcd
Highland lad. Gillie, in general,
means a servant or attendant

GiEMER, an ewe two years old

GiNOE-BBEAD, ginger-bread

Girdle, an iron frame on which
girdle cakes are baked

Gite, or GIST, a resting-place, lodg-
ing-place

Gled, a kite, falcon

Gleg aneich, quick enough

Glisk, a glimpse, glance

Granino, groaning

Grat, wept

Greybeard, a stone jar for holding
ale or liquor

Grice, or oris, a pig

Gripple, rapacious, grasping

Groats I. V kail (who get such), who
get more than repaid in kind

Grounsill, threshold

GuLPiNs, silly, gullible fellows

Gusto, good taste

Hack, a cattle-rack

Haodo's Hole, a chapel in St. Giles'
("atheclral, so called because Sir
John (iordon of Iladdo was con-
firie<l in it previous to his trial and
exccutifxi (UUi) for liis pro-
nouncfs] hostility to the Scottish
Estiites

H.« TIBI EBKNT ARTES, Ctc. (p. 5.37),

Tlii'sf; nhall 1)6 your aims: to im-
pose (,'ood hehaviourdiiriiip peace,
to Sparc the conquerp<i, and to
wage war upon such as arc
proud

Hao, a foiling f>f copse-wood; a rop-
pi('e

Haoois, a Scotch pudding, consist-
ing of minced meat, with oat-
m(.'al, he<'f-suct, onions, etc., hoiled
in a skin l>ng

Ha I, LAN. a wall screenini: tlie door
insidf! a cottage, a |)artilion wall

Hanti.k, iiiiieji, a large quantity

HAiu>VKMTr., a l)Hllad composed
by Lady Wardjaw of I'itreavie in
Fifeshire, and j>ul)lislie<l in 1710,
which made a verystronir imj)reH-
Bion upon .Srott when ahoy. " It
was," he said, "the first poem I

ever learnt, the last I shall ever
forget"

Harrow, an old cry for help, an ex-
clamation of distress

Heck and manger, at, in great
abundance, prodigally

Hekship, plundering, devastation

Het gad, a hot bar, rod

HiLDiNG, a sorrj', cowardly fellow

HiLL-FOLK, the Cameronians (a re-
ligious sect)

Hirst, a shallow place in a river

HOULETTE, LA, ET LE CHALUMKAU,

the shepherd^ crook and pipe
(flute)

Hocnd's-foot tricks, rascally, vil-
lainous tricks

Howe o' the Meabns, the plain of
Kincardineshire

Humana perpessi sumus, we have
cnciured the common lot of men

HruDiKS, buttocks, hips

HuRLEY-nouBE, a large house in a
bad condition, almost ruinous

HyLAX in LIMINE LATRAT ( Virg. Ecl,

viii. 107), the dog Hylax at the
threshold begins to bark

Inftkld, arable land on which ma-
nure is used
Intromit, to interfere with

JoGUE, .ToGi, or Yogi, an Indian
ascetic and mrndicant

Jonathan Wild, a thief-taker, who
was iiimself hanged atTyburn for
housebreaking. Src Fielding's
novel Jonnthan Wild

JoYSOKTiir. KHP.LL. A i)lira8e bor-
rowed from O.ssian (" Feast of
Shells"), where the heroes drink
from shells

Kf.mple. a heap, quantity of straw
KrppAdE, UN<o, a terrii)le passion
Kittle, to tickle; adj. ticklish
Knomiu,f,r, a hart in its .second year
Kyloeh, Highland cattle

TiAwiMi, an inn reckoning

lyKAsfNo, a lie, calumniation, false-
hood

TiEAsiNG-MAKiNG, the uttcring of
seditious words

liF.S COISTUS.MKH DK NoRMANDIE, CtC.

(iL I'i't). Aerordini^to tlic! customs
of Normandv. it is tin? man who
fiulits and w)io gives counsel
TiEHLJ?us. John Ivcslcy, Bishop of

GLOSSARY.

Ross, the champion of Queen
Mary, and anther of a Latin his-
tory of the Scottish people

Letters from the Highlands (1726).
The book alludtxl to is Captain PL
Burt's Letters from a Gentleman in
the North of Scotland to h is Friend
in London . . . begun in 1726 (1754)

Letters of slains, letters acknowl-
edging that the penalty (fine) for
manslaughter has been paid

Liber Pater, Father Dionysus or
Bacchus

Lie ( — pit and gallows; — boots).
The word 'lie' is thus \ised in
some old Scottish legal documents
to call attention to a word or
phrase that follows immediately
after in the vernacular

Lightly, or lichtlie, to undervalue,
despise

Ligonier, Count, an English cav-
alry officer, of Huguenot descent,
served under Marlborough and
was captured by the French at tlie
battle of Lawfeldt (1747)

LiMMER, a worthless person, male or
female

LiNDOR, the literary type of the
amorous Spaniard, with his guitar,
serenades, and sighings at the
window of his innamorata. Cf.
Tlie Barber of Seville

LooN, a term of contempt or scorn,
meaning " fellow "

Luckenbooths, a block of houses
and shops in the High Street of
Edinburgh alongside of St. Giles'
Cathedral, removed in 1817-18

LuNziE, or i.t'NTiE, STRING, a sort of
belt round the loins or waist

Mains, the home-farm and farm-
stead, usually in the hands of the
proprietor

Maist ewest, almost contiguous

Maist feck, the greater part

Maia'ai.-e, malmsey wine

Marchez donc, etc. (p. 410), March
then, for God's sake, for I have
forgotten the English word ; but
3'ou are fine fellows, and under-
stand me well enough

Maro, the cognomen or nickname
or Virgil

Marr and Williamson. A family
name^l Marr were all assassinated
nt Ratcliffe Highway, London, on
8th December 1811. The "William-

son family were murdered in the
same locality on 19th December of
the same year

;^^ART, beef salted for winter nse

Mask (tea), to infuse, make

Meal-auk, the meal chest

Memnonia lex ; probably Lrx
Memmia. Cf. Cicero, Pro Sext.
Roscio Amerino, chap. 20

Merry Devil of Edmonton, a popu-
lar comedy of the 17th century;
author not known

Merseman, a native of Merse or Ber-
wickshire. Presumably Alick was
a native of the village of Couding-
ham orColdinghamin thatcounty

Midden and hidden-hole, a dung-
hill

MisgugqleDj or misgoggled, blun-
dered, spoilt

Mister wight, an oddity, queer
fellow

Mon cceur volage, etc. (p. 102) , My
fickle heart, she said, is not for yon,
young man'; it's for a soldier with
a beard on his chin, Lon, Lon,
Laridon. Who wears a plume ia
his hat, red heels to liis shoes, who
plays on the flute, also the violin.
Lon, etc.

Monk, a gruesome romance (1795)
by Matthew (" Monk ") T^ewis

Monomachia, a single combat

Moor in the forest of Bohemia.
Cf. Schiller's Robbers, of which
Carl Moor is the hero

More, a customary reply to a toast
in some parts of Scotland ; equiv-
alent to ' Let's have it again "

Moritur, et moriens, etc. (p. 487),
he is dying, and in his death think*
upon his beloved Argos

Morning, an early dram

Mort, a flourish of tlie bugle inti-
mating the death of the game

Moosted, or musted, powdered

Mungo in the Padlock. A negro
character in I.saao Bickerstaffe's
musical comedy The Padlock, first
produced at Drury Lane on 3d
October 1768

MuTEMus CLYPEOR, ctc. (p. 99), Let
us exchange shields and adapt tho
Greeks' insignia for ourselves

Naso, the cognomen or nickname of

Ovid
Nebulones nequissimi, these utterly

worthless scoundrels

WAVERLEY NOVELS.

KoLT, or noVTT, black cattle, oxen
KoBTH Loch, a lake or morass that

occupied the hollow of Princes

Street Gardens, Edinburgh. It

was drained in 1820
KuNCUPATiVE, oral ; an oral will hold

good if made before the proper

witnesses

Obsidional crown, a chaplet of
grass conferred by the ancient
Romans upon a soldier who raised
a siege, or successfully maintainecl
one

Old Palace Yaep. at "Westminster,
in which the pillory stood

Oeooglio. See Spen.ser's Faerie
Queene, Book I. Canto viii.

Orra-time, occasionally

Outfield, land which, though not
manured, is cropped year after
year until exhausted

OuTRECciDANCE, ovcrwecning pride
or presumption

OUTfiKJHT AND INSIGHT PLENISHING,

goods that belong to the outside
and the inside of the house re-
spectively
O vors, Qri BUTEZ, etc. (p. 188), 0

?re who drink in full cups at this
lappy source, on wliose margin
there is nothing to see save some
wretchc<l Hocks, followe<l by vil-
lage nymphs, whf) barefoot drive
them on l)ffore them
Oyer andTkuminer, com.misfion of,
a court fif judges and assize, with
a.ssistant commissioners and a
grand jury, niypointed to inquire
into, to Jiiar (oi/rr) and determine
(t/Twiurr), througji a petty jury.
all fa.ses of treason, felony, and
misdemeanour within tlic juris-
diction prescribed by thecoramis-
bIoii

Pa', paw ; i>re8umalily for sword

Paituk K, a partridge

Palinode, in Hcf)tM law, a sob-mn

recantation or witlnlrawal
Panoed, cramnieil. (ille<l
pARMi T.r.M AVKioLFJ*, otc. (p. 4(M), a

one-eyid nuin is a king amongst

the blind

PARTRIIKJK, THE RAF'IENT, HPFVant to

Tom .If»n<s in Fielrllng's novel of

that name
Pawnikh. peacocks
Pbcuhum, private property

Peel-house, a fortified tower

Pendicles, a piece of ground let off
a farm to another tenant

Phrenesiac, disordered in mind

Piaffed, strutted

Pingled, to be caused anxiety, care,
labour

Pinners, a head-dress for women,
with lappets pinned to the breast

Pis-aller, last resource, makeshift

Pit. Female criminals were not
hanged in Scotland in earlv days,
but were drowned in a pit

Plack, a Scotch copper coin, worth
Jd of a penny English

Plough-sock, ploughshare

Ploy, feast, sport, frolic, entertain-
ment

PocPLUM potatorium, a drinking-
cup

Potting A R, a cook

Powtering, pottering, groping.rum-
maging

Procul a patrkk finibus, at a great
distance from his native country

Pr6ner, to praise or extol in an ex-
travagant manner

PnosAPiA, a race, lineage

Pier (or rather juvenis), etc. (p.
ll(i), a boy (or rather youth) of
promise and of parts

Que diable, etc. (p. 398), What on
earth was he doing in that galley
at all? See Molifere, Fmtrberies de
Sc'ijtin

Qu'estceqi'e vocs appellez visage,
Monsieur? What is the word for
vi,i<igi\ sir?

Quintain, running at the, tilting
on foot at a square board

RECEPTf) AMiro, after greeting or re-
ceiving a fri«'nd

Ue< iik.at, in bunting, the signal of
recall from thocba.se

Rectus in cuuia, acquitted by the
court

Redding, parting the combatants

Kekok.madokx, or refoumed offi-
cers, ofllciTM who wore deprived
f>f a coniinand, though they re-
faine<l their rank, and sometimes
their ]>ay

Rkif, rf)l)hery

Hkt«fj<, brushwood

Kfmx'ation, rcnownl of n lease

Resiling, drawing back, with*
drawing

GLOSSARY.

Rks vestiaria, clothing, dress
R1QQ8, ploughed fields
B.1NTHEBKOUTS, vagabonds, vagrants
Risu SOLVUNTUBTABUL.E, the wliole

thing ended in a laugh
Kite et solenniter acta et pebacta,

performed with all due and fitting

ceremonies
RoKELAY, a short cloak
RoBY Dall, or Roderick Morison,

was harper and bard to the family

of Macleod of Macleod in Queen

Anne's reign
Kow'd, rolled, wrapped
RowT, cried out loud
RoTNisH, orEoiNisH. mean, paltry
BuDAS LOON, a rude, bold fellow
BuwT, an old cow

8ain, to bless

8air cloub, a big bump, wound, in-
dentation

Salvatob, i. e. the painter Salvator
Rosa

8abk, a shirt

Saviola, Vincent. Vincentio Sa-
viola was an authority on the
management of weapons in the
duel, as laid down in a book (Eng.
trans.) entitled V. Saviolo, his
Practice (Lond. 1595)

Bat (of the deer), a sample, taste

BcHELLTTM, a low, worthless fellow

Bchmibschitz'bPandoubs. ThePan-
dours were irregular Hungarian
soldiers who made their name
notorious by their rapine and
cruelty in Bavaria during the war
of the Austrian iSuccession

SooDPiNQ, running, leaping

BCKOLI, FOB A PLACE THE SHEET, tO

copy manuscript for a farthing

(properly Jd penny) a sheet
Beannachie, a Highland genealogist

or bard
Belma. See Poems of Ossian, " Songs

of Selraa"
Beeboniax bog, a morass in Egypt,

eastward of the Nile delta
Bebvabit odoeem testa diu, the

cask smacks for a long time of

what it has contained
Bhangs a BEOQ8,(put) shackles round

the feet
Bhilpit, weak, insipid
81 DIKE BOY, red soldiers, government

troops
Bike, a brook, rill
8kio, nothing at all

Sliver, to slice, cut in long, thia

pieces
Smeaeing-housc, a but In which

sheep were smeared or salved, or

rubbed with a liquid dressing
Smoky, suspicious of a trick
Sopite, to set at rest, settle, a Scots

law term
SoENAB, or BOENER, a sturdy beggar ;

one who exacts lodgings and vic-
tuals almost by force
Sorted, agreed, put in proper order

or condition
So WENS, a kind of gruel made from

the soured siftings of oatmeal
Speibings, information
Speack, lively, animated
Sprecheey, insignificant movables,

supposed to have been collected

in a raid
Spdlzie, or sPtTLYiE, spoil, booty
Spung'd, picked. Spunge = to pick

a man's pocket
Stagshawbank, a Border fair and

merry-making
Rtieve, inflexible, obstinate
Stikk, a steer, young bullock
Stoob carle, a strong, robust fellow
Stot, a bullock or ox three years oU)
Stoup, or STOOP, a support.
Stouteeif, theft by violence
Streek doon, to stretch oneself
Swallow the attoeney. See

Crabbe's Borough (1810), Letter vi.
Syboes, young onions

Taiglit, fatigued, tired

Taillie, a covenant, a species of

entail
Taishate, a Highland seer, a man

gifted with second-sight
Taskee, a thresherof grain, areajper
Tayout, a corruption of Tailliert'

hors, equivalent to tally ho
Teil, or DEiL, devil
Teinds. tithes
Teiecelets, male falcons
Tentamina, first attempts
Thole, to endure, bear, sufifer
TiiBAW, a twist, a wrencli
Theeepit, asserted with energy
Theoughganging, exhibiting showy

action (of a horse)
Tighearna, the lord, chieftain
TiEBrviES, fits of passion
T0CHERLE88, portionless, dowerle«
Toy, a cap
TBACARfiEBiE, cavilling, Bhuffling,

double-dealing

WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Tbashep, held back by a leash or
collar ; to abuse

Trindling trundling, trotting

Trip TO THE Jubilee; or. The Con-
stant Couple, a comedy by G.
Farquhar, written in 1699

TuiLZiE, a skirmish, fight

Tdme, empty

Udolpho, Mrs. Radcliffe's romance
of 17i>t

Umphraville. See Henry Macken-
zie's papers in The Lounger

Umwhile, or Umqdhile, late, de-
ceased

Unsonsy, unlucky

Upsey-frees {i.e. a kind of strong
ale). The name of a tune

Vaiselle, or vaisselle, dishes and

plates
VALf»MBRO.sA, meaning the Valley of

I^eafy Shade, was a celebrated

monastery in a wild region not far

from I-'lorence in Italy. Comp.

Mihon's Paradise />).<!<, Book I.
Vexy, or venue, a bout, round
ViNi'M LocuTUM EST, it was the wine

that spoke
ViNTM PRiMiE soT^, wiuc of thebcst

hrauil
Vita AnmrmRANTE, all his pre-

vio\is life up to this day
VivKRH, victuals, provisiona

Vix EA NOSTRA vooo, these things are
scarce for us

Wadset, the deed alienating prop-
erty to a creditor

Wanchancy, unlucky, dangerous

Weising, guiding, directing, in-
clining

Wellaway, an old cry for help, an
exclamation of distress

We^st.moreland statesman, a yeo-
man of Westmoreland

Whin bits o' bcahted paper, a few
pieces of scribbled paper

WiiiNGEiNG, whining

White's, a London club, in St.
James's Street, noted for high
play

Whitson-trtst, a Border fair ana
merry-makine:, held on a hill two
miles from Wooler in Northum-
berland

Will Wimble, a personage in Ths
Spectator

WisKE, to make a quick stroke,
brandish

Wi' THE malt abunethemkai^ half-
seas over

WuDE Willie Grime, having, it is
said, shot a trespasser tm his land,
was acquitte<l by the jury on tht
ground of madness

Yate, ^ate

INDEX.

Aberchomby, Mr., 537

Alexander the Corrector, 11

Alice Bean Lean. See Bean Lean,

A_licG
Alick Polwarth, Waverley's ser-
vant, 405
Ambry, 282

Amhurst, Nicholas, 532
And did you not hear, 527
Anderson of Whitburgh, 543
I Andrea de Ferrara, 546
I Arthur's Seat, 329; Scott's youthfiU
I rambles on, 12 „ »

'Authorship of Wuverley, 19. bee
I Waverley
Awake on your hills, 187

Ball at Holybood, 320

Ballenkeiroch, 171, 352

Bally-Brough, pass of 141

Balmawhapple, Laird of, 95; quar-
rel at Luckie Macleary's, 104;
apology to Waverley, 108 ; escorts
Waverley from Doune, 295 ; jn-
sults the garrison of Stirling
Castle, 298 ; death of, 350. 545

Ban and Buscar, Bradwardine's
dogs, 110. 448, 495

Ban-dog, 520

Banl of Glennaqnoich, 172

Bean Lean. Alice, 151 ; in the hut,
284; delivers up Waverley's pa-
pers, 286

Bean Lean, Donald, 146; raid on
Gilliewhackit, 157 ; intrigues with
Waverley's seal. 373 ; end and con-
fession, 435

Bear, the Blessed. 98 ; restored, 603 ;
prototype of, 535

Beaujeu, Count de. 410

Been out, to have, 541

Bickers, 529 „ ^„„

Black-mail, Highland, 130, 133, 536

Bodach Glas, 416, 48.5

Boots, service of by Bradwardine,
353,365

38

Bradshaigh legend, 532

Bradwardine, Baron, 71, 92; re-
ceives Waverley, 93 ; his taste in
literature, 114 ; the barony in male-
fief, 125; lauded by Flora, 189:
greets Waverley at Holyrood,311;
conducts evening service before
battle, 343; dilemma about the
service of boots, 353, 305 ; his hid-
ing-place, 455 ; is pardoned, 471 ;
recovers the Blessed Bear, 503

Bradwardine, Rose, 91 ; her private
apartments at Tully-Veolan, 116 ;
described by Flora, 190 ; her letter
to Waverley, 226; at Holyrood,
321 ; her interest in Waverley, 326 ;
her assistance to him at Caim-
vreckan, 456

Bridal song, 527

BuUsegg of Killancureit, 96

But follow, follow me, 447

Byron and the authorship of Ira*
verley, 23

Caiknvreckan. 242 ,

Galium Beg, 200 ; accompanies Wa-
verley, 232; in Edinburgh, 314;
fires at Waverley, 406 ; struck by
Fergus, 407 ; his death, 424

Caraeronians, 268

Cannon, in Highland army, 333, 54i

Canongate, Waverley's lodgings in,
308 ; Waverley returns to, 441

Canting heraldry, 123, 536

Carlisle, Mac-Ivor and Waverley at,
483

Caterans, 130. 538

Cathleen's song, 188

Cattle-lifting, Highlanders' ideas on,

157
Cave of Donald Bean Lean, 146, 149
Charles Edward. -See Prince Charles
Chief, Highland, a typical, 140 -hos-
pitality required from. 163; devo-
tion of followers to, 478
Clans, Highland, encamped at Edin-

WAVERLEY NOVELS.

bnrgh, 330 ; how armed, 333 ; he-
lots among, 332 ; at Preatoiipans,
340

Clifton, skirmish at. 419, 549

Conan the jester, 540

Cope, (xeneral, 305

Creagh on Tully-Veolan, 129

Crieff, kind gallows of, 538

Cniikshanks, Ebenezer, 234, 249

Dark hag, 92

Deasil, 196

Dirk, oath upon, 551

Donald Beau Lean, See Bean Lean,

Donald
Doune Castle, 292, 641
Doutelle, 316

Drumming the 119th Psalm, 271
Duchran, meeting at, 473
Dyer's Weekly Letter. 532

Emblem of England's ancient faith,

239
Eniierdale, Lord of, a fragment, 607
Episcopal clergy in Scotland, 96,535
Erxkino, Rev. John, D.I).. ^17
Evan Dim. See Maccombich

Falconeb. Sec Balmawhapple
Falsi! love, and hast thou played me

thiis?«rt
Fergus. See Mac-Ivor, Fergn.s
Fifteen, the, Scottish judges, 290
Fhx^kliart, Widow, 315; her recep-

tinti of \Vaverley,441
Flora. Sec Mac-Ivor, Flora
Forfeited estates, 538

Gakijo language, 176,387; poetry,
J75, 180; l<,aHts 171

Gardiner. Colonel, 78; hi.s flrnt let-
ter to Wav<!rley, 128; orders Wa-
verley to return, 2<t7; lii.s conver-
Bion. 533; his fall at PrcHtoii, 3-10,
644

Oellatley, David, 88, llo; iit fdcu-
naf|iioifh, 225; among (lie riiiuK
of Tuliy-Veolan, •\V\\ in new
clothes, 49*;

Oellntlcy. .Tniu-t, act used of witch-
craft, 120; Jier utorics abciul Da-
vie, 451 ; lur explanations to Wa-
verlfv, A'A\

Oilfillan. r.irtcd, 260, 273; Burpriscd
on \ho march. 280

Oilliewhackit, carried off by Bean
Ix-an, 1.">7. Tu'A

Olamis Ca.stle, 536

Glennaquoich. See Mac-Iror, Peff*

gus
Glennaquoich House, 166; banquet

at, 168 ; glen of, 182 ; waterfall at,

183
Go out, to, 541
Green-b reeks, 530

Hail to thee, thou holy herb, 197
Helots amongst Highland clans, 33t
Hie awav, hie away, 112
Highland banciuet, 168, 539

chief, 140

discipline, 539

hospitality, 169

leech, 196

policy, 538

politeness, 233

simplicity, 351, .'S46

superstitions, 196, 416

surgery, 196
Highlanders, at Edinburgh, 390;

march into England, 398
Hill-folk, 270,277
Holyrood, Waverley's arrival aL

300 ; ball at, 320
Home, John, escape of, 541
Houghton, Sergeant, 2'^3 ; found dy-
ing, .336; incited to mutiny vf
Ruthven, 372
Hunting match, 540

Ian nan Chaistel, 162

Innocent, a Scotcli, 91

Inns, Scottish, 533

Invcrnahyle, Stewart of, 31

Irish ofhcers in the rretender'a •^

my, 541,548
Irving and Scott, 12

JAnoiuTi-,s, KngliKh, 542; Sox)tt's a(V
(luaiiitauce wKlj Scottish, 16, 8S;
(lisimioti miKiiigst, 542

James of the Needle, 8f)8, .314

Janet, old, 28'1. iSm also Gdlatle^,
Jaiicf,

Jesters, 510, 525, 52.")

Jiiiker. Lieut., 2;t6

Jopson. Cieely, 421, 428

.FnpsDti, .Taool), 421

Kiti wfiKKiT, Laird of 95
Kind gallows ofCrii-fr. KW
King's Park, Edinburgh, 380

T/A>fTrHN MaoFa blank's, 640

Lillilnilero, .■'■1!t

Lindsay of IMtacottle, quoted, 196

INDEX.

Little Vcolan, 462
Lochaber-axe, 537
Luckie Macleary's inn, 100

Maccombich, Evan Dhu, at TuUy-
Veolan, 137 ; in Edinburgh, 315.
389 ; warns Waverley, 405 ; offers
to die for Fergus, 478

Mac-Farlane's Lantern, 540

Mac-Ivor, Fergus, 130, 160; his an-
cestors, 162 ; compared with his
sister, 174 ; at the waterfall, 187 ;
tempts Waverley, 210, 217 ; at Ho-
lyrood, 301; quarrels with Waver-
ley. 402, 406 ; sees the I?odach
Glaa, 416, 485 ; at Clifton, 420 ; his
trial, 476 ; last interview with
Waverlev, 483 ; execution of, 487

Mac-Ivor, Flora, 132, 174 ; her first
interview with Waverley, 178 ; at
the waterfall, 183 ; declines Wa-
verley's suit, 221 ; at Holyrood,
321; accidentally wounded, 367;
her last interview with Waverley.
480

Macleary, Liickie, 100

Mac-Murrough, the bard, 172]

Mac-Vicar's prayer for Prince
Charles, 366

Mac-Wheeble, 73, 97; in Edin-
burgh, 316; on the service of
boots, 354 ; at his own house, 463 ;
reads tbe assignation of TuUy-
Veolan, 499

Mahony, Dugald, 140; guards Col-
onel Talbot, 356 ; loss of his arm,
442

Melville, Major, 248; his advice to
Gifted GilfiUan, 274

Mirkwood Mere, 67

Mon coeur volage, 102

Morton, Rev. Mr., 247; intercedes
for Waverley. 262 ; visits Waver-
ley in confinement. 265

Muckle wrath, the smith, 242; his
spouse, 243

Nosebag. Mrs., 428, 433, 504
Now, gentle readers, 36

Oath upon the dirk, 5.51
Oggam hieroglyphic, 230
On Hallow-Mass Eve, 119
O vous, qui buvez. 188

Paui, Jones in Firth of Forth, 84
Pe<llar. the Scottish, 277
Pembroke, Waverley's tutor, 51, 63,
74 ; his literary works, 75 ; his let-

ter to Edward in Scotland, 203 ;
in the Priest's Hole, 491
Pinkie House, 362
Polonaise, worn by Scotch boys, 196
Pork abhorred by Scotch, 539
Prestonpans, battlefield of, 339 ; bat-

fle of, 345
Priest's Hole, 491

Prince Charles, at Holyrood, 302,
323; march of his army from
Edinburgh. 328 ; at Prestonpans,
345. 543. 546 ; separates Fergus and
Waverley, 409 ; imputation upon
his courage, 543 ; upon his charac-
ter. 546

QuEENHOo Hall, 17, 518

Rachel, Aunt, 49, 54 ; her letter to

Waverley, 203
Ragged Robins, 519
Rhymer, Thomas the, 509
Robertson, Rev. Dr., 247
Rob Roy, 537
Rubrick, tlie clergyman, 96, 98, 494,

503
Ruthven, Will, 253, 371. See also

Bean Lean

St. .Tohnstone's Tippet, 542
St. Swithin's Chair, 119
Saunderson, Saunders, 89, 98
School-days, I anecdote of Scott's,

529
Scotland after 1745, 505
Scott, Thomas, as reputed author of

Waverley, 25
Second-sighted persons, 148
Shemus an Snachad, 308, 314
Sidicr Dhu, 156, 537

Roy, 143, 157. 537
Skene-occle, 237
Sliochd nan Ivor, 162
Spontoon, Colonel Talbot's servant,

433
Stag-hunt, 192 ; in Braemar Forest,

198, 540
Stag's horn, wound fl"om. 196
Stanley. Frank, 431 ; at Hunting-
don. 439; at Waverley's wedding,

494
Stewart, governor of Doune Castle,

293
Stewart of Invernahyle, 31
Stirling Castle, 298
Stirrup-cup, 5.35
Strutt, Joseph, 17
Stuhhs, Miss Cecilia 62
Superstitions, Highland, 196, 416

WAVERLEY NOVELS.

Talbot, Colonel, Waverley's pris-
oner, 349 ; character and opinions
of, 374, 397 ; hears bad news from
home, 391 ; returns home, 398 ;
receives Waverley in London, 431;
letter to Waverley about pardons,
467; atTuUy-Veolan, 497

lalbot, Lady Emily, 391; in Lon-
don, 431 ; at TuUy-Veolan, 497

The Highlandmen are pretty men,
543

There is mist on the mountain, 185

They came upon us in the night, 448

Thomas the Khymer, 609;

Tinchel, driving deer, 194

Title of Waverley, choice of, 39

Titus Livius, anecdote about, 532

To an oak-tree, 239

Tomanrait, 200

Town in Scotland, 90

Trot-cozy, 240

Tully-Veolan. See Bradwardine,
Baron of

Tally-Veolan, village, SO; manor-
house, 84 ; garden, 87 ; creagh on,
129; desolation of, after war. 445;
festivities at, 495 ; prototype of, 534

,Twigtythe, Rev. Mr., 427

XTaimii an Ri, or the King's Cavern,

150, 155
Ubeda, Francisco de, IGl

Vknison of the roc and dcor, 110
Vich Ian Vohr. Hce Mac-Ivor, Fer-
gus
Von Eulen, Journal of, 517

Wakkx, lords and ladies gay, 519
Washing scene at Tully-Vi-uhin, H7
Waterfall at Glennaquoich, I8.'i,

5J0
Waverln/, history of its composition,
17; authf)rship of, 19; clioice of
title f..r, :V.)
Wavf-rley, Edwnnl, his first inter-
vitnv with SjrEvcrard, 50; tKluca-
tion of, 51 ; his ntirestors, 57 ; gfls
a rommission, I'A ; goes to Scot-
land, 77; reception at Tully-Veo-

lan, 80, 89; journey to Glenna-
quoich, 139; visits Bean Lean's
cave, 150 ; loss of his seal, 191 ;
wounded in stag-hunt, 196 ; re-
ceives letters at Glennaquoich,
202 ; cashiered and resigns, 209 ;
wooes Flora, 214 ; meeting with
Flora at the waterfall, 219 j leaves
Glennaquoich, 232 ; detained at
Cairnvreckan, 242 ; examined be-
fore Major Melville, 248; rescued
from GilfiUan, 280 ; detained in the
hut, 282; nocturnal adventure,
288 ; arrives at Doune Castle, 292 ;
escorted to Edinburgh, 295; pre-
sented to Prince Charles Edward,
302 ; embraces his cause, 303 ; as-
sumes the Mac-Ivor tartan, 309;
repulsed by Flora at Holyrood,
326 ; saves Colonel Talbot at Pres-
ton, 349 ; learns of the plotagainst
him, 370 ; turns his affections
towards Rose Bradwardine. 386;
quarrels with Mac-Ivor, 402, 408;
attempt to assassinate him, 406;
separated from the Highland
army at Clifton, 420 ; sheltered by
Jopson, 422 ; journey to London,
426; return to Scotland, 440; ex-
planation of past events, 456 ; pro-
poses for Rose Bradwardine, 471 ;
an accepted suitor, 474; at Car-
lisle, 476; last interview with
Flora, 480; with Fergus, 483; re-
turn to Waverley-IIonour, 490;
wedding at Tully-Veolan, 494
Waverley, Sir Everard, his court-
ship, 47; parting advice to his
nephew, 70; letter to his nephew,
2fl5
Waverley, Richard, estrangement
of from liis brother, 43 ; intrigues
and fall of, 203; death of, 427
Williams. Edward. 422
Wilv Will. Srr Riithven
Witlbcraft in Hrothind. 120. ,5.36
Wogmi, (Captain 2.'W ; verses on his
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