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 EDWARD WAVEKLEY. 
 
 Wavkrlky, Frontis.
 
 The Waverley Novels 
 
 By SIR WALTER ^COTT 
 
 WAVERLEY 
 
 OR 
 
 'TIS SIXTY YEARS SINCE 
 
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 VOLUME ONE 
 
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 VOLUME ONE 
 
 WAVERLEY 
 
 Edward Waverley Frontispiece 
 
 ■' 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 
 
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 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
 
 THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. 9 
 
 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),
 
 12 GENERAL PREFACE TO 
 
 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
 
 1-4 GENERAL PREFACE TO 
 
 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.
 
 THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. IS 
 
 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
 
 16 GENERAL PREFACE TO 
 
 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
 
 18 GENERAL PREFACE TO 
 
 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-
 
 THE -VTAVERLET NOVELS. W 
 
 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
 
 20 GENERAL PREFACE TO 
 
 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 
 ''i Vol. ^
 
 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 
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 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- 
 lies, although their mutual intercourse was otherwise limited
 
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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, 
 during which Edward was entirely freed from his discipline,
 
 52 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 for earnest investigation — an art far more essential than eveu
 
 WAVERLEY. 63 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 55 
 
 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-
 
 56 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVEKLEY. 57 
 
 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
 
 68 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 59 
 
 .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
 
 60 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 61 
 
 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
 
 62 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 63 
 
 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
 
 "WAVERLEY. ^>5 
 
 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
 
 66 WAVERLET NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 67 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 69 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLET. 71 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 73 
 
 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-
 
 74 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 77 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 79 
 
 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
 
 80 WAVERLEY NOVELS 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 81 
 
 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?
 
 WAVERLEY. 89 
 
 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.
 
 90 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 91 
 
 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.
 
 92 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 93 
 
 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
 
 94 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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."
 
 WAVERLEY. 95 
 
 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- 
 
 5 Vol. 1
 
 96 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 97 
 
 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-
 
 98 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 99 
 
 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-
 
 100 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 101 
 
 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.
 
 102 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 103 
 
 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.
 
 104 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 105 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 107 
 
 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
 
 WAVER LEY. 109 
 
 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."
 
 WAVERLEY. 113 
 
 "■ 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 115 
 
 "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
 
 AVAVERLEY. 117 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 119 
 
 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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 120 WAVEKLEY NOVELS. 
 
 '• 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 121 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLET. 123 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 125 
 
 (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
 
 WAVERLEY. 127 
 
 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-
 
 128 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 129 
 
 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
 
 130 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 131 
 
 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
 
 132 "WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY 135 
 
 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
 
 140 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 141 
 
 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
 
 142 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 symptom of abated vigour, the rapid and swinging pace, or
 
 WAVERLEY. 143 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 145 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 147 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. - 149 
 
 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, 
 he clambered by their means around the projecting shoulder
 
 WAVERLEY. 151 
 
 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 
 other materials of the breakfast, being all delicacies which
 
 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 
 to which she now added a few bunches of cranberries, gathered
 
 WAVERLEY. 153 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLET. 155 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLET. 167 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY 173 
 
 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; 
 while those of his sister, as if she were already conscious of
 
 WAVERLEY. 176 
 
 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 
 might share with the Chief, as a proof of their attachment,
 
 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 
 which must arise to his own character in point of prudence,
 
 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
 
 "WAVERLEY. 179 
 
 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.
 
 180 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 181 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 183 
 
 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 
 longed for solitude, that he might decipher and examine at
 
 WAVERLEY. 185 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLET. 187 
 
 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 : 
 
 " 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 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 189 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 191 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 193 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 
 
 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.
 
 198 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 199 
 
 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.'
 
 WAVERLEY. 201 
 
 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
 
 202 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLET. 207 
 
 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
 
 208 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 209 
 
 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
 
 210 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 211 
 
 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
 
 212 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 214 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 216 
 
 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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 216 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 •' 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 217 
 
 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
 
 218 wa\t:rley novels. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 219 
 
 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-
 
 220 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 221 
 
 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
 
 222 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 223 
 
 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-
 
 224 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 225 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 227 
 
 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
 
 228 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLET. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 231 
 
 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.
 
 232 WAVEKLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 233 
 
 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
 
 WA\'1]RLEY. 237 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 241 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 247 
 
 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
 
 248 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 249 
 
 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
 
 260 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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."
 
 WAVERLEY. 251 
 
 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.
 
 262 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 " 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?"
 
 WAVERLEY. 253 
 
 " 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
 
 266 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 257 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 259 
 
 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."
 
 260 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 "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 
 communication, with their captain, and affect to consider them-
 
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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. 
 
 " But he regrets, " replied Melville, " that the meaauro had
 
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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. 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
 
 272 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 and the light under which Mr. Gilfillan presented himself, one
 
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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
 
 274 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 "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."
 
 WAVERLEY. 276 
 
 "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"
 
 276 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 277 
 
 " 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-
 
 278 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 279 
 
 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
 
 280 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 281 
 
 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.
 
 282 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 283 
 
 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
 
 284 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 285 
 
 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
 
 286 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLET. 287 
 
 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. 
 
 13 Vol. I
 
 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. 
 He stooped down upon all fours, wrapped up in his plaid, so
 
 WAVERLEY. 289 
 
 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
 
 292 WAVER LEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 802 WAVERLEY NOVELS 
 
 " 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
 
 -•V" 
 
 WAVERLEY. 303 
 
 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- 
 sides, admitted of uo deliberation,— aud Waverley, kneeling
 
 304 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 305 
 
 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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 306 WAVERLEY NOVELS 
 
 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 
 
 » See Note 32.
 
 308 AVAVERLET NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 309 
 
 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-
 
 310 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 with which the Prince's party were to be entertained. She
 
 WAVERLEY. 311 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLET. 313 
 
 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? 
 I assure you, Baion, though I can live like a Highlander when
 
 314 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 316 
 
 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
 
 31G WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 317 
 
 "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
 
 '"^18 WAVERLEY NO\ELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 319 
 
 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.
 
 320 WAVERLEY NOVELS 
 
 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. 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 ;
 
 WAVERLEY. * 321 
 
 "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-
 
 WAVERLEY, 323 
 
 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? 
 
 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'."
 
 328 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 329 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 331 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLET. 333 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLET. 335 
 
 " 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'
 
 WAVERLEY. 337 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLET. 339 
 
 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. 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 
 meet in front with tho Highlanders advancing from Edinburgh
 
 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.
 
 342 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 347 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 349 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 361 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 353 
 
 *• 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 356 
 
 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
 
 356 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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."
 
 WAVERLEY. 357 
 
 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
 
 358 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 359 
 
 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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 360 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. ^^ 
 
 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
 
 862 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLET. 363 
 
 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,
 
 364 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 :
 
 WAVERLEY. 365 
 
 " 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-
 
 S6G WAVER LEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 367 
 
 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-
 
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 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
 
 382 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 not one could have stirred. I am not likely, I think, to ask
 
 WAVERLEY. 383 
 
 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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 384 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLET. 386 
 
 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.
 
 "WAVERLEY. 387 
 
 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
 
 388 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 389 
 
 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
 
 390 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 391 
 
 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
 
 392 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 393 
 
 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."
 
 394 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 " 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 395 
 
 *' 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—"
 
 396 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 *' 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."
 
 WAVERLEY. 397 
 
 "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."
 
 398 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 " 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,
 
 WAVERLEY. 399 
 
 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
 
 400 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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?"
 
 WAVERLEY. 401 
 
 " 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
 
 402 WAVERLEY NOVELS, 
 
 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,
 
 WAVERLEY. 403 
 
 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
 
 404 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 ■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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 406 
 
 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
 
 406 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 "WAVERLEY. 407 
 
 " 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 
 18 Vol. I
 
 408 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 409 
 
 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,
 
 WAVERLEY. 411 
 
 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
 
 WAVERI.EY. 413 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 415 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 417 
 
 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 
 27
 
 418 WAVERLET NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 421 
 
 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"
 
 422 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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;
 
 WAVERLEY, 423 
 
 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
 
 W'AVEKLEY. 425 
 
 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!"
 
 428 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 "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?"
 
 WAVERLEY. 433 
 
 " 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-
 
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 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.
 
 436 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 438 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 which Edward must otherwise have encountered at every
 
 440 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 they to be sought, and in what distress must not the loss of
 
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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-
 
 442 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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,
 
 WAVERLEY. 443 
 
 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
 
 444 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 445 
 
 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-
 
 446 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 447 
 
 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-
 
 448 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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- 
 luctantly, with a cocked pistol in his right hand and his left
 
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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 
 all this while lay with his nose almost in the fire, nuzzling
 
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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
 
 462 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 talked of Glennaquoich, for whom the Baron expressed great
 
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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*
 
 464 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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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 466 WAVEliLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 467 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 459 
 
 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- 
 verley himself. This effected, he claimed and received his
 
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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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 461 
 
 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»
 
 462 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 464 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 465 
 
 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 "
 
 466 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 " 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 467 
 
 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-
 
 468 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 469 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 471 
 
 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-
 
 WAVERLEY. 473 
 
 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-
 
 474 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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^
 
 WAVERLEY. 475 
 
 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
 
 476 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 477 
 
 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
 
 478 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLET. 479 
 
 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, 
 21 V.^1. 1
 
 480 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 481 
 
 " 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-
 
 482 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 483 
 
 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,
 
 484 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 485 
 
 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
 
 486 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 487 
 
 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
 
 488 WAVERLET NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 489 
 
 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
 
 490 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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. 
 
 He then, for the fii'st time since leaving Edinburgh, began
 
 WAVERLEY. 491 
 
 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«
 
 *92 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 493 
 
 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
 
 494 WAVEBLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 496 
 
 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
 
 496 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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."
 
 WAVERLEY. 497 
 
 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
 
 498 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 499 
 
 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-
 
 600 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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 
 Saundersou, who had kept the aecret for seveial days with
 
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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 
 with the contemplative, fanciful, and enthusiastic expression
 
 WAVERLEY. 503 
 
 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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 604 WAVERLET NOVELS. 
 
 " 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
 
 WAVERLEY. 605 
 
 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.
 
 WAVERLEY. 607 
 
 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
 
 APPENDICES TO THE GENERAL PREFACE. oil 
 
 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.
 
 APPENDICES TO THE GENERAL PREFACE. ^^^ 
 
 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
 
 514 WAVERLEY KOVELS 
 
 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.
 
 APPENDICES TO THE GENERAL PREFACE. 515 
 
 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.
 
 51G WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 "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
 
 APPENDICES TO THE GENERAL PREFACE. SIT 
 
 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
 
 618 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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;
 
 520 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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- 
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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
 
 523 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 524 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 62G WAVEKLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
 APPENDICES TO THE GENERAL PREFACE. 527 
 
 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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 628 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
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 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
 
 534 WAVERLEY NOVELS 
 
 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
 
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 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
 
 638 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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.
 
 540 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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
 
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 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
 
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 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.
 
 646 WAVERLEY NOVELS. 
 
 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), 
 
 ?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 
 grave-, 230 
 
 YouNO men will love thee, 122
 
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