ROSE OF ETTRICK VILE 
 
 OK, THE 
 
 BRIDAL OF THE BORDERS, 
 
 \ TWO ACTS, 
 
 THOMAS .1. LYNCH, 
 %i 
 
 Comcdiftn. 
 
 THOMAS HAILES LACY, 
 
 YV K I. J . ! \ ( ; T Ts 8 T K K K T, S T 11 A X I >, 
 
 LONDON. 
 
First Performed at the Queen Street Theatre, 
 Glasgow. 
 
 CHARACTERS. 
 
 Red Ronald (The Riever, alias The Stranger) 
 
 Old Adam (of Teviot) .... 
 
 Albert (his adopted Son) 
 
 Glenbrae (a Hunter of the Highland Border 
 
 Guy o' the Gap ..... 
 
 Wandering Steenie (a Mindless Rover) 
 
 Brand o' the Brae *) C 
 
 Black Wylie f (Freebooters in the Pay j 
 
 Murdock f of Red Ronald) \ 
 
 Fergus J V. 
 
 Officer (of the Clan Glenbrae) 
 
 Laurette (" The Rose of Ettrick Vale) . . 
 -Br^srnaias of Laurette) 
 
 Cast at 
 T. R. Edinburgh. 
 
 Mr. PRITCHARD 
 Mr. MASON. 
 Mr. THORN. 
 Mr. STANLEY. 
 Mr. LYNCH. 
 Mr. DENHAM. 
 Mr. ANDERSON. 
 Mr. POWER. 
 Mr. AITKEN. 
 Mr. MILLER. 
 
 Miss MASON. 
 
 Moss Troopers, Soldiers,. P^as'ants, &c. 
 
 SCENE ETTRICK VALE AND NEIGHBOURHOOD. 
 
 Time of Representation, One Hour and a Half. 
 
 COSTUMES. 
 
 RONALD. Red shirt, breastplate, close helmet, boots, &c. 
 
 BRAND o' THE BRAE and FREEBOOTERS. Shirts of different 
 
 colours, breastplates, boots, &c. 
 
 ALBERT and GLENBRAE. Green hunting shirts, boots, &c. 
 OLD ADAM. Grey plaid. 
 GUY. Comic shape. 
 
 WANDERING STEENIE. Tattered highland dress. 
 PEASANTS. Plaids scarves. 
 LAURETTE, JESSIE, and AMY. White dresses and ribbons. 
 
THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE; 
 
 OR. THB 
 
 BRIDAL OF THE BORDERS. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 SCENE I. Exterior of Ettrick Vale Farm House, -L.u.Cottag* 
 R.H. Set Waters Ground Pieces Rustic Bridge from . to L. 
 Distant View of Country 2 rustic chairs on Stage. 
 Music GLENBRAE crosses Bridge from R. to L., then enters. 
 
 GLEN. All is still silent she sleeps. The grey dawn is already in 
 the valley, and the lads and lasses will soon be here. Hist, lassie, 
 awake thee shame on't, the sun is up ; and on a day like this, thou 
 should'st call him sluggard. Jessie, come, Glenbrae waits, and knows 
 not joy but when thou art by. 
 
 JESSIE and AMY enter from cottage, R.H. 
 
 JES. Glenbrae ! 
 
 GLEN. My dearest Jessie ! Amy, too. (crossing to her) Look what 
 a morn is here ; the tempest which threatened during the night, has 
 passed away, and a cloudless dawn succeeds a dawn of joy to Ettrick 
 Vale. 
 
 JES. True, Glenbrae, for it begins the day that will see united the 
 good Albert with his beloved Laurette. It is now fifteen years sinc 
 they came to our valley, and where now there is not a heart that doei 
 not love them. Have you seen Albert ? 
 
 GLEN. No ; he requested me to be early in attendance. Hark ! 
 *omo one comes the door opens. 
 
 JES. Then doubtless 'tis he, the best of men. 
 
 GUY o' THE GAP appears at Farm door, L.H. 
 
 GUY. Aye, that's me I'm the best of men. 
 AMY. Pshaw ! that fool Guy. 
 
 GUY. Fool ? oh, my fal sides there's a salutation for a man of 
 genius ! 
 
 GLEN. Pr'ythee, is Albert stirring ? 
 
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4 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT I. 
 
 GUY. Aye, marry his legs; lie has been out this hour. 1 was up 
 with tho first cock myself; but even I was too late ; for before I had 
 popped iato his room, he had popped out of it. 
 GLEN. Out so early ? (retires, and looks off R.H.) 
 GUY. You would not have him a sluggard on his nuptial day, 
 would you ? Ah, Jessie and Amy, the bridesmaids ! My fat sides ! 
 how spruce ! I ain't amiss myself, am I ? with my old hose and my 
 nice new doublet. A good fit, ain't it ? shows my shape ; you will 
 toe few such men as I am ! 
 JBS. ) 
 
 and S We don't desire it. 
 AMY. > 
 
 Guy^ Nay, now you are too partial ; but 'tis right I should dress 
 iu thi*s.fe s fhi*pii ; foe look #"O ry ;cousin, old Adam of Teviot has made 
 me mastei-of the< ce-remofries, jprajor domo, and grand cock of the 
 day. pverybqdy is t> pboy me. You may all have as much sport and 
 cojrfuaiqn'*$s< ,ecv3r *.yoa '-like, jsovide;d your confusion be conducted 
 peac'eafrly nd*m*good ovder* ' *Qli5 my fat sides ! what a deal I shall 
 have to do ! 
 
 AMY. Well, Guy, this marriage will go nigh to derange you. 
 
 GUY. Well, and if it should, I shall not be the first man marriage 
 lias deranged. 
 
 AMY. But this is not your own. 
 
 GUY. So much the more amiable in me to feel so much for another. 
 My own ? Ah ! that depends upon Jessie ! 
 
 JES. Upon me, blockhead ? 
 
 GUY. Blockhead! Come, don't abuse me before marriage; we shall 
 have plenty of time for that afterwards. 
 
 JES. We marry, indeed ! 
 
 GUY. Aye, to be sure ! Don't everybody know I court you ? Ain't 
 you over head and ears in love with me, only you don't own it ? So 
 when Albert and Laurette are married, "for btter for worse" is the 
 word. " Do you consent ?" says the parson. " O yes," says Jessie. 
 " Amen !" says the clerk; and, O my fat sides ! the job is done. 
 
 JES. There is but one slight objection to this arrangement. 
 
 GUY. What is that? 
 
 JES. The intended bride will not consent. 
 
 GUY. What possible objection can you have ? 
 
 AMY. Would you have her marry a magpie that chatters ever- 
 lastingly ? 
 
 GUY. Chatters ? There's a name for eloquence ! 
 
 AMY. Is talking nonsense by the hour, eloquence ? 
 
 GUY. Undoubtedly, according to the established practice of most 
 noble orators. Any more objections ? 
 
 AMY. Plenty. You are a coward you lack courage. 
 
 GUY. Then I have discretion the superior virtue. 
 
 JES. Pshaw ! you have no spirit. 
 
 GUY. No spirit? My fat sides! don't I offer to marry you ? 
 Anything more ? 
 
 JES. Then you are so ugly. 
 
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 GUT. That is a compliment to my understanding. They say your 
 pretty fellows are ever ninnies. 
 
 AMY. But you are a scarecrow, and a fool into the bargain ; in 
 short, she don't like you. 
 
 JES. Aye, in short, I don't like you. 
 
 GUY. I thought you would end with a woman's reason. There is 
 perhaps another who eh ? 
 
 JES. There is ; for mark you, I am a lowland lass, and will never 
 give my hand to any one who cannot claim a right to the dear tartan 
 kilt and trews. 
 
 GUY. And I am from England ; and, my fat sides ! too old to go 
 into petticoats again so I suppose 'tis useless? 
 
 JES. Quite ! you have lost your chance ; no hope is left you. 
 
 GLEN. You can see, Guy, I am the happy man. 
 
 GUY. You ? the Red Deer Hunter? prefer you to me? No taste, 
 say I. 
 
 Bugle U.H. 
 
 GLEN. Hark ! 'tis Albert's bugle. 
 
 JES. Some one approaches. 
 
 GUY. 'Tis he 'tis cousin Albert joy, joy ! 
 
 ALBERT crosses Bridge from R. to L., then enters. 
 
 GLEN. Albert friend ! 
 
 ALB. Thanks a thousand thanks for this early attendance ! 
 
 GLEN. Whither have you been so early ? 
 
 ALB. The night has been boisterous and unruly my sleep dis- 
 turbed. Amid the howling of the blast, I thought I heard the cry of 
 distress ; I could not rest, so took my hunting spear and hastened to 
 where the fallen pine tree forms the uncertain foot-bridge, across the 
 torrent, lest some poor wanderer should have fallen into the stream 
 beneath ; but my fears were groundless. 
 
 GLEN. Excellent Albert! even on the approach of your own hap- 
 hiness, still mindful of the offices of humanity. 
 
 ALB. I should be unworthy of that happiness, did I neglect them. 
 The purest joy that arises from prosperity is the opportunity it affords 
 to administer to the afflicted. But where is my father ? have you 
 not seen him ? 
 
 GUY. Oh yes, coz I've seen him; I awoke him before daybreak, 
 to ask him what time he'd like to be called : he gave me a curse, and 
 told me to go to the devil so I went to you, but you was out. Oh, 
 my fat sides ! look, if here don't come the rough and tough old 
 Adam oi Teviot, your papa and my cousin. 
 
 Enter ADAM, from farm, L.H. 
 
 ALB. My dear father ! 
 
 ADAM. My loved Albert ! Good day to all. My friends, to see 
 you thus assembled, makes my old heart throb with pleasure. The 
 tears of joy which bedew a soldier's cheek must thank you for your 
 kindness. 
 
 GLEN, We ask no thanks. But where is Laurette? where is the 
 bride? 
 
6 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT I. 
 
 ADAM. She wait* your coming. 
 
 GUY. Does she ? egad ! then she sha'n't wait long. 
 
 GLEN. Come, Jessie, let us hasten. 
 
 GUY. Hold ! under favour, first come first served ; and if I don't 
 
 have the first kiss of the bride, may I be but I'll not swear, so 
 
 come along. 
 
 Exeunt all into farm but ADAM and ALBERT. 
 
 ADAM. Albert? 
 
 ALB. My father. 
 
 ADAM. Give me your hand, boy. 
 
 ALB. My dear father, what is the matter ? you tremble tears are 
 in your eyes ; why are you thus agitated ? 
 
 ADAM. I am sad at heart but come, sit down. I have something 
 to communicate, (bring chairs forward and sit} Albert, you are 
 to become this day the husband of a poor orphan of one who has 
 no friend, no relative, on the earth's wide surface, save you and me. 
 This is the most awful moment of your life ; and this moment have I 
 chosen to unfold a secret which has long been a burden to me. 
 
 ALB. A secret? 
 
 ADAM. Aye, a mystery which relates to you. 
 
 ALB. To me, father ? 
 
 ADAM. That title belongs mot to me you are not my son. 
 
 ALB. Merci^ijJ heaven! who were my parents? 
 
 ADAM. Alas,.Iknow not! 
 
 ALB. How came I under your protection ? 
 
 ADAM,. One 'dark aud dreary night, some twenty years ago my 
 poor wife ana, child had been but newly in their graves I was sitting 
 in my coVagfe on my native mount of Teviot, when a stranger stopped 
 at my ^pqp. \ He carried an infant concealed beneath his cloak you 
 were that infant "You are poor," he said; "swear to rear this 
 child asSyour own, and this rich purse ehall be yours." I was then 
 poor -^niserably poor ; which circumstance, joined to the interest I 
 felt for you, induced me to accept his offer. Perhaps I acted 
 wrongly ; but want will often urge men to acts at which their heart* 
 revolt. 
 
 ALB, No blame can rest on you. Sure 'tis hard for a poor man, 
 struggling with want and penury, to resist temptation ; but the guilt 
 must ever rest upon the rich villain's head who could seduce poverty. 
 Pray you, proceed. 
 
 ADAM. I took the demanded oath, and the stranger departed. 
 From that moment I have never heard of him. The earth lay cold 
 upon my wife and child, and my heart's affection, which lingered 
 over their graves, fled to you. I loved you I had sworn to rear 
 you as my own the world thought you my son, it still thinks you 
 such, for never to mortal did I unfold the secret : you alone, of all 
 created beings, know it from my lips, (they rise} 
 
 ALB. But even the name of my parent* 
 
 ADAM. Is unknown to me. The stranger uttered no sounds sav 
 those which I have told. My hope, and only one, depends upon the 
 poignard which you wear at your girdle, and of which 1 have fre- 
 quently charged you to be careful it dropped from the stranger's belt 
 as he departed. 
 
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 ALB. I will prize it as my life. 
 
 ADAM. The crest engraven upon the hilt is uncommon J tis a rock 
 rent by lightning. Often while you were yet a boy playing around 
 my knees, have I pondered on your fate, strange and wayward ; and 
 from your then even superiority of demeanour, and that crest, I have 
 been induced to believe you the offspring of some noble family, whom 
 the ambition of some relation, had caused to be abandoned. 
 
 ALB. Oh ! if you value my future happiness, do not induce me to 
 entertain delusive hopes. With you and Laurette, in this remote 
 spot, I have passed my days ; content has smiled upon me, and more 
 I seek not. Here, in the vale and your rude mountains, we are free 
 from the restraints and customs which embitter the lives of the great, 
 here labour hardens my sinews, industry procures my meals, and 
 the air of liberty blows fresh upon me, here is centred all I love 
 in life, and here, with you and Laurette, will I die. 
 
 ADAM. And yet it was that hope of discovery that brought me 
 to Scotland. The stranger's speech bore the accents of the north ; 
 but vain has been my search, through the high and lowlands the 
 arms and crest are unknown. j 
 
 ALB. No more, no more, my dear father. A 
 
 ADAM. Well, be it so but still be my son. 
 
 ALB. I am I am ! 
 
 GUY appears at Farm door. 
 
 GUY. She's coming she's coming ! 
 ADAM. My mind is now at ease, and I feel I shal; 
 with rapture as I join your hands at the altar. 
 GUY. She is here*' The Rose of Ettrick Vale !" 
 
 Lively Music. Enter LAURETTE, GLENBRAE, J 
 from Farm. 
 
 ALB. Laurette dearest Laurette ! (they embrace) 
 
 LAU. Albert father ! 
 
 ADAM. How res my girl ? 
 
 LAU. Oh, well quite well. My friends oppress me with their 
 attentions ; yet they mean kindly, and I thank them. 
 
 ADAM. Pshaw ! never heed them. The bridal day is free ; mind 
 not their jesting, a chartered custom. But come; the lads and 
 lasses of the vale will soon be here, we shall to breakfast. 
 
 LAU. It waits; would you wish it in the house, or in the open 
 air? 
 
 ADAM. Here, beneath this old tree's shade, its branches shall be 
 our rustic canopy, and health be wafted in the breeze. 
 
 LAU. Even as you wish. 
 
 JES. Be it our task to arrange it, come away. 
 
 ADAM. Guy! 
 
 GUY. That's me. 
 
 ADAM. Assist Jessie and Amy. 
 
 GUY. To be sure I will! My fat sides! nothing would be right 
 unless I had a hand in it. 
 
THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT I. 
 
 Music. GUY, JESSIE, and AMY bring on table and chairs, 
 and spread the table for breakfast ADAM, GLENBRAE, 
 and ALBERT converse during the above When table is set, 
 JESSIE speaks. 
 
 JEB. All is prepared. 
 
 GUY. Aye, thanks to me ! Now our friends may come as soon as 
 they like. 
 
 LAU. Would they were here to share the joy of Laurette's bosom. 
 
 STEENIE is heard at a distance, playing " Wandering Willie." 
 
 ALL. Hark! 
 
 ALB. Hear you that distant strain of music, Lauretta ? how wild 
 and solemn ! 
 
 LAU. How melancholy, rather. Oh ! why should such wailing 
 sounds come hither at this season of joy ? it has e truck a chill through 
 my heart. I cannot help the thought, but it rings in my ears like 
 the death-wail of all I love. 
 
 ALB. Laurette! 
 
 ADAM. Cheer thee, girl ; heed it not 'tis but some rustic playing 
 some sad native air no more. 
 
 LAU. No, no 'tis not that ! 
 
 STEENIE heard nearer, playing " Auld Lang Syne." 
 
 LAU. Listen there again ! 
 
 GUY. Oh, I know it now 'tis poor Wandering Steenie poor 
 wise-acre, as I call him. 
 
 ADAM. Tho poor mindless rover he has not been here this many 
 a day. 
 
 LAU. And why comes he now? and why choose that air ? 
 
 ADAM. Shame on thee, girl, for those idle fancies ! Ask you the 
 reason for the acts of a poor sense-deprived man? 
 
 ALB. Not so, father his reason is not wholly extinct ; for at times 
 I have observed the faint glimmerings of a mind amidst his wander- 
 ings, and he then invariably feels, and weeps for his own melancholy 
 situation. 
 
 JES. It is said he was not always so; but that formerly, ere the 
 noble house of the Leonards fell away, he resided up at the castle; 
 and though sometimes light of brain, he was not then so mindless as he 
 now is. 
 
 GLEN. Right, Jessie ; and I have heard, that when the present 
 possessor, Red Ronald, came, a total stranger to the Leonard's blood, 
 Steeaie was driven forth from his shelter, fell into his present melan- 
 choly state, and became what he now is a houseless wanderer. 
 
 ALB. It is wonderful to observe how strongly the sense of gratitude 
 to his former patrons lingers in his mind. In the midst of his 
 wildest ravings, the name of the Leonards sounds like a spell, and 
 tills him into tears. 
 
 ADAM. Nay, gratitude seems the poor man's strongest passion. 
 Witness his wonderful affection for thee, Albert, for life preserved in 
 the hour of peril. But it is too melancholy to contemplate a fellow- 
 being, with a form so noble, wandering thus throughout the world. 
 
 ALB. It is indeed, father, especially, when we remember how mild 
 and gentle is his disposition. 
 
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 GLEN. And yet ho*v brave and fearless! 
 
 ADAM. And then, his strength is almost superhuman. 
 
 GUY. Oh ! he's deuced strong. I remember when I tumbled into 
 the goo^e-pond, and stuck fast in the rnud, Steenie laid hold of my 
 poll, and had me on the bank in a jiffey. My fat sides ! he made no 
 more of me than if I was a torn-tit. 
 
 JES. Nor is it his strength alone which is thought superhuman ; 
 for notwithstanding his idle talk, all the good wives of the country 
 aver that he has the power of second-sight. 
 
 GUY And, ecod ! I believe it too ; for that day, when he drew me out 
 of the pond, he said, fate never intended me to be drowned ; and he 
 was right yes, yes I shall die another way. 
 
 .STEENIE heard playing " Auld Lang Syne" xtillnearer. 
 
 GUY. (c.) My fat sides ! I hear him again. Oh! he is coming 
 this way. Lord, what a pity he is not as sensible as I am ! (goes to 
 L. corner) 
 
 ADAM. (R c.) Silence, fool ! Mock not the wretched. 
 
 WANDERING STEENIE crosses bridge from R. to L., playing 
 on his pipe, and comes on stage. 
 
 LAU. (L.) Poor Wandering Steenie ! 
 
 ALB. (L.C.) Hush, dear girl he is about to speak. 
 
 STE. (c.) Ye were a bounie air when first I heard ye; but a' the 
 tongues are huss'd in death wha sang ye then ! nae one left to wake 
 the heart to the days o' Lang Syne ! 
 
 ADAM. Say not so, Steenie, all tongues here are willing to utter 
 whatever will give you pleasure. 
 
 STE. Pleasure ! what gars ye speak o' pleasure, when a' within 
 here be dead ? An' wha are ye that speak oot ? I diuna ken ye, 
 for ye ha'e the speech o' the south upon your lips ! I dinna mind 
 na, na, I dinna mind ye! Memory is awa' wi' a' the rest. Puir 
 Steenie is a broken bough sae let him wither ! 
 
 ALB. Nay, droop not, Steenie; you are among friends friends 
 who would willingly restore the days of old to you, and your 
 place among the Leonards. 
 
 STE. The Leonards! Wha's voice was that? an' why pronounce 
 that which is na mair a name ? ance bright, but, like the simmer's 
 lightnin', seen, an' lost for ay. That voice is sweet to Steenie's ears. 
 Aye, man, I mind ye noo I mind ye noo ; ye saved this wretched 
 life. It was an awfu' nicht ! an' nae roof near, save ane, an* that 
 barred against me. I mind I mind ! Tak' my thanks it's a' puir 
 Steenie has to gi'e ye. (kneels, and presses ALBERT'S hand) 
 
 ALB. Rise, Steenie, rise, and tell me what has brought you here 
 so early, and where you have passed the night. 
 
 STE. I'll tell ye, man 'twas on the wild brae, and the heaven's 
 wide lift was my covering; an' I drank dew oot o' the blue-bell cup, 
 for I wasna alane na, na ! I had ane alang wi' me, that I kenned 
 lang syne; an' if ye dinna blab, I'll tell ye wha it was ; but no loud, 
 in case the Red ane should hear. Whist, whist ! near me, an' I'll 
 tell. It was the brownie the brownie ! It's many a day sin' w 
 met afore ; an' they drove him oot o' the auld house, like puir 
 Steenie ; an* they gi'ed him a garment that he might gang there nae 
 
10 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT I. 
 
 mair; an' he took it, an* tauld them they'd never see the brownie 
 again. But he will be i' the auld hearth, an' crouch i' the ingle 
 nook, when the earth is caulcl on them. He tauld me sae, an' he 
 said we should sit by the Greeshock ance mair. He tauld me sae, 
 an' maybe we may an* maybe we may ! (crosses to R.c.) 
 
 ALB. He wanders more than ever. See how vacant is that eye, 
 which but a moment before beamed with hope. 
 
 GUY. Ecod ! he has struck me all of a heap. I don't understand 
 what he says. Who's Brownie ? 
 
 AMY. Do you not know ? 'tis a spirit or fairy, said to be attached 
 to all the old families of the border. 
 
 GUY. My fat sides ! spirit or fairy! Oh ! if wiseacre keeps such 
 company, I must cut his acquaintance. 
 
 ADAM. What, Amy, credulous? and do you believe in these 
 stories, Jessie ? 
 
 JES. W T e must believe in what everybody believes. There is not 
 one in all the border, but what credits them not of the brownie 
 alone, but of the bogle, the kelpie, and the sheliecoat. Ask any one 
 on the banks of the Ehtick, on the banks of the Hermitage, and they 
 will say the same ; nay, it is not very long since old Gounbruse of 
 Liddesdale heard the sheliecoat, and all one livelong night it cried so 
 mournfully from the waters, ' Lost lost !" 
 
 ALB. Lost lost? 
 
 STE. Lost lost? aye, it shall be heard ere long on the hill and on 
 the brae. " Lost lost !" shall bring woe to the grey hairs and the brown 
 locks ; and the rose will droop, but 'twinna wither ; and * Lost lost !" 
 shall be a death- wail to the bad heart, for the rock shall b rent, and 
 the knife shall be owned, and '* Lost lost 1'ahall be the cry to scare th* 
 ausprey from the eagle's nest. 
 
 LAU. Ah rue ! my soul shrinks within me at his words. 
 
 ALB. Heed him not, dear girl, 'tis but his ravings. 
 
 ADAM. Poor fellow, he lacks repose, exposed all night to the damp 
 air of the mountain. Take him in, Albert, and see if he will partake 
 of refreshment. 
 
 STE. (shudders) Ah me! puir Steenie's cauld, cauld as the Red 
 one's charity. 
 
 ALB. Come, good Steenie, you need refreshment ; come with me 
 into the cottage, and eat and drink of what you best may like. 
 
 STE. Nae, nae, I '11 not eat o' yer bread, nor drink o' yer cup, but 
 I'll lie down on yer bed, for I ha'ena closed my een for twa night and 
 mair, and I've come many a weary mile to see ye ; Steenie brings 
 baith joy and woe where'er he gangs, but here the woe is first, the joy 
 uncertain. Sleep sleep sleep Aye, I mind ye noo, I mind ye 
 noo ! 
 Music, L. ALBERT leads STEENIE to door of farm, ivhere h* 
 
 turns, looks at LAURETTE, recognises ALBERT, throws himself 
 
 on Jns neek, exclaiming the last few words " I mind ye noo I 
 
 mind ye noo !" and both exit into farm. 
 
 ADAM. In tears, Laurette, cheer thee, girl; nor let the poor rover'* 
 words make such an impression. 
 
 LAU. I cannot help it, dear father ; but indeed, they have made 
 me very miserable. 
 
SCENE 1.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 11 
 
 Guy. And so they have made me, I am sure. My fat sides! I have 
 not a word to say for myself, or anybody else. I ielt the hair on my 
 head stand an end when he was conjuring just now. 
 
 LAU. Lost! lost ! 
 
 Enter ALBERT from Farm. 
 
 ALB. He will not partake of food, but has reclined upon my 
 cousin's bod, and seems disposed to sleep. 
 
 GUY. On my bed ? I wish he had taken some other lodging. 
 
 BELLS heard in the distance. 
 
 ALB. Cheer up, Lanrette -list to that merry peal; let its sweet 
 sound banish every care and sorrow from your bosom. 
 
 ADAM. Aye, zounds ! away with gloom, this is pleasure's hour. 
 Hark ! our friends approach; haste, Guy, to meet them. At the ap- 
 proach of friends every face should wear a smile. 
 
 Music. Male and Female VILLAGERS cross bridge from 
 R. to L. and enter. 
 
 ADAM. Welcome all : come, share our rustic repast. SeaU 
 here, bustle, Guy. Hence with care- let nought be heard but joy 
 and revelry. 
 
 (Pistol fired without, R.H.) 
 
 ADAM. The report of fire arms ! 
 
 GLEN. What can it mean ? 
 
 ALB. It is most strange ! 
 
 GUY. And most alarming too my fat sides ! 
 
 (Faint Halloo without. R.H.U.E.) 
 
 GLEN. Hark, heard you not a faint halloo ? 
 
 ALB. 'Tis the cry of distress ! 
 
 ADAM. Perhaps the savage band of freebooters and moss-troopers 
 who infest the mountains. 
 
 ALB. Aye, father, perpetrating more of their fearful deeds of 
 murder on some poor travellers (pistol without R.H.) hark again ! 
 let us hasten to the spot where we may render service, perhaps save 
 the life of some unfortunate. 
 
 GUY. Yes, we will follow, (aside) I'll be shot if I go first ! 
 
 LAU. Ah, Albert, do not leave me. 
 
 ALB. But for a few moments, Laurette; perhaps the existence of a 
 fellow creature depends upon our speed. Farewell ; be not alarmed, 
 love, we shall return speedily. Come, friends, come. 
 
 Music. -All but ADAM and LAURETTE, cross over bridge 
 from L. to R. and Exeunt. GUY returns hastily and stopt 
 on bridge. 
 
 GUY. Ah, a thought strikes me S hang me if I don't set wiseacre 
 at them ; he don't tear old scratch himself. Here, Steenie, Steenie ! 
 
 Exit over bridge, L.H., enter and exit into Farm, and re-enters 
 
 with a sword in his hand and dragging on STEENIE. 
 GUY, Come, Steenie, come. 
 
I ? THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT I. 
 
 HTE., Wha ca's on Steenie ? has the storm burst ? for nane heed 
 puir Steenie when the sun is bright. 
 
 Alarm without, R.H.U.E. STEENIE starts and listens, 
 
 LAU. Lost lost ! oh heavens ! lost lost ! 
 
 STE. Aye, I ken the cry noo. Did I not tell ye it should be heard 
 ere ye thought it ? 'Tis but faint ere now it will be louder, and still 
 louder when the dews come round, and the grey gloom spreads. 
 
 GUT. Come, man, come never stand here; there are robbers 
 and ravishers. Come, here, take my broad sword, it will fit your 
 hand better than mine. Albert is gone. 
 
 STE. Albert? 
 
 GUY. Aye, Albert fighting, for dear life, some robbers or other, 
 or with Red Ronald himself, for aught, I know he of the Leonards. 
 
 STE. The Leonards ? Bide awa' ! bide awa' ! Haud ! haud ! 
 Aye, the puir Rose haud ! haud ! 
 
 Music. Rushes off L., and appears on bridge ADAM 
 supporting LAURETTE R.C., GUY L. 
 
 SCENE II. A. Mountainous Pass. 
 
 Music continued. Pistol fired L.H. BLACK WYLIE rushes 
 on in great alarm Clash of swords and cries of " Follow 
 Follow!" he conceals himself R.H. BRAND o' THE BRAE 
 is driven on from L.H. by STEENIE. COMBAT BRAND is 
 struck down, and about to be killed by STEENIE, when 
 WYLIE rushes from his concealment and attacks him 
 BRAND rues and fires a pistol at STEENIE, who falls, 
 and the two ROBBERS make their escape R.H. SLOW 
 Music till STEENIE recovers and rises bleeding, when it 
 changes, and STEENIE rushes off R.H. after them GUY 
 enters L.H. as if encouraging STEENIE, when a pistol fires 
 TV.H. and he rushes off in great alarm L. 
 
 SCENE III. Same as Scene I. 
 ADAM, LAURETTE, JESSIE, and AMY discovered. 
 
 A DAM. Look up, Laurette, hope the best. 
 
 GUY. (imthout R.H.) Oh dear! oh dear! (crosses bridge from 
 K. to L. and comes on) O Lord ! O Lord ! I'm a dead man ! 
 
 ADAM. Speak ! what is the matter? 
 
 GUY. Matter! Am 1 alive? 
 
 ADAM. Why man. what fear you? 
 
 GUY. I'm shot, I'm sure I am. I'm shot I don't know where, 
 but they fired at me. 
 
 ADAM. What have you seen? 
 
 GUY. I don't know, my senses are gone, they went off with a shot. 
 i think I'm dead. Oh, my fat sides! 
 
 .ADAM. What were their numbers? 
 
SCENE 3.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 13 
 
 GUY. I did not stay to count their numbers, I was too mindful of 
 number one. 
 
 ADAM. Coward, I'll watch their course myself, (goes off, and 
 enters L.H. on bridge) 
 
 GUY. Do ! do ! one course is enough for me, I have had a belly- 
 full of it. 
 
 ADAM. I see them now, our friends are safe. 
 
 LAU. Thank heaven ! 
 
 ADAM. They raise a stranger from the ground; he is rich in 
 apparel, he appears wounded they conduct him hither they come. 
 
 SLOW Music ALBERT and GLENBRAE cross bridge from 
 R. to L. conducting RED RON ALD, followed by the VIL- 
 LAGERS. All come on. 
 
 ALB. (R.C.) Stranger, you are safe. 
 
 RON. (c.) Thanks a thousand thanks. 
 
 GLEN. (L.C.) You are wounded, Sir. 
 
 RON. Oh! 'tis nothing a mere scratch. What could have been 
 the object of the men by whom I was attacked? 
 
 ADAM. (R.) Doubtless plunder ! 
 
 RON. Plunder say you ? 
 
 ADAM. Aye, Sir, and perhaps worse. They were a band of lawless 
 men, whose devastations are felt on both borders, from whom, Scot 
 nor Saxon is free. Black mail is levied and raised alike on all, and 
 woe to the traveller who offers them resistance. 
 
 RON. Yet they fled as you approached. 
 
 ALB. We were numerous, and the cruel are ever cowardly. 
 
 RON. But a short league from hence, amid the mountain^ I ob- 
 served, as I passed, a gloomy large castle, lodged in the bosom of an 
 impervious wood. Why does not the owner of those turrets rid the 
 Border of so great a pest as this lawless band ? 
 
 ALB. He is himself the most depraved of mankind. 
 
 RON. Indeed! 
 
 ADAM. His name is Ronald, a stranger and alien to the blood of 
 the noble Leonards, whose domains he now possesses. None know 
 his origin, while many suspect that he is linked with this hellish 
 band the director of their actions the sharer of their spoils. 
 
 RON. Have you ever seen this Ronald ? 
 
 ADAM. Never; his presence is shunned his very name inspires 
 fear. The clan of the Leonards, once the first of the Border, now 
 droop and sigh for the days that are gone. 
 
 RON. How lowly human nature may be debased ! However, you 
 have saved my life ; and though I cannot find words to express my 
 gratitude, yet you may be assured I know the value of my obligations 
 to you. I am a stranger in this part of the country, and was jour- 
 neying towards the English Border when attacked by those ruffians. 
 With your permission, I will here await the arrival of my servants, 
 who like cowards fled at the commencement of the conflict. Have I 
 your permission to remain ? 
 
 ADAM. Most assuredly. You do us great honour. We are assem- 
 bled on a merry occasion, Sir the marriage of my children, Jf, 
 
14 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT I. 
 
 noble Sir, you can for once dispense with ceremony, look on simple 
 nature, and join in rustic sport, you shall be most welcome. 
 
 RON. It is my very wish. In courts, where I have passed my 
 days, nature has yielded to art; but here I shall look upon her in 
 her simple dress of homespun honesty. Consider me as one of your- 
 selves : let no restraint be on your actions, on your words : do freely 
 what you please speak freely what you think. Come, I will be as 
 merry as the merriest ; sure, health and convivial harmony dwell 
 here. 
 
 GUY. (L.) That's because we have neither doctors nor lawyers 
 among us, Sir. 
 
 AMY. (coming down on L. of GUY) Silence, Guy you will offend. 
 
 RON. By no means I like his simple familiarity. Give me your 
 hand, honest rustic, (shakes hands with GUY, and retires with 
 ADAM) 
 
 GUY. Look ye there, now! My fat sides! if he hasn't shaken 
 hands with me ! St. Mark be praised ! he is instantly taken up with 
 me. What discernment ! saw my merit at first glance ! Oh, I am 
 in the high road to preferment ! Who knows what may happen ? 
 my fat sides ! perhaps a place at court. 
 
 AMY. You at court, fool ? 
 
 GUY. Well, belike I would not be the only fool there. Egad! 
 I'll go and look after his horses and servants, and poor wiseacre too 
 - what has become of him ? 
 
 ALB. Go look after him, good cousin. 
 
 GUY. That I will ; the death of Steenie would be the death of 
 me, and that would be a great national calamity, (crosses over bridge 
 from L. to R., and exit. RED RONALD WW^'ADAM advance.) 
 
 RON. A nuptial celebration, say you ? Where is the bridegroom ? 
 
 ADAM. My son, my lord. 
 
 RON. My preserver ! and the bride ? 
 
 ADAM. Laurette, my girl, advance. (LAUHETTE comas doicn) 
 
 RON. A lovely and interesting girl the modest wild rose that 
 gives its prefume. The gale of morning is not more fragrant, is not 
 more beauteous fair creature, 1 wish you happy. 
 
 LAU. My lord, I humbly thank you. 
 
 RON. Where are your parents? 
 
 LAU. Alas! I never knew them, (retires to ALBERT) 
 
 ADAM. Her parents are no more, my lord. Her father fought and 
 perished in his country's cause. In these arms, in the field of battle, 
 he recommended his little girl to my protection, as he closed his eye& 
 for ever. 
 
 RON. You have acted nobly by her. 
 
 ADAM. My lord, I have done iny duty but come, as the hour for 
 church is not yet arrived,! et us pass the intervening moments merrily. 
 Will your lordship partake of some refreshment in our humble dwell- 
 ing? 
 
 RON. Willingly ; have with you. 
 
 ADAM. Come, my friends, let us greet our noble guest with a right 
 hearty lowland welcome. 
 
 The tables, $c. have been removed during the scene. Music 
 
SCENE 3.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 1 5 
 
 RURAL DANGS When finished all exit into Farm. 
 
 GUY crosses bridga from R. to L. and comes on. 
 GUY, I have strained my eyes almost out of their sockets, and 
 stretched rny neck until it's almost as long as the ganders, looking 
 for the strange lord's attendant's, hut neither man nor horse can I 
 see. My fat side.* ! I fancy the horses have played him a jade's trick, 
 and his footmen have taken to their heels, and have run for it and 
 as for Steenie, I fear the moss-troopers have trooped off with him. 
 (WHISTLE U.E.R.H.) Eh? what's that? a whistle! what can it 
 mean ? as I live, here comes the stranger gentleman, what can he want * 
 I'll hide myself, and watch. 
 
 Music. GUY conceals himself in cottage R.H. RED RONALD 
 enters from Farm, exa nines round, thinking himself unob- 
 served, whistles, and then listens attentively. A reply 
 is heard U.K. R.H. A pause. BRAND o' THE BRAE and 
 BLACK WYLIE cross over bridge cautiously from R. to I*., 
 and come down R. and L. O/RKD RONALD with the greatest 
 caution. 
 
 BRAND. We attend your call. 
 
 RON. Speak lower, we may be overheard. 
 
 WYL. Overheard ! My pistols are loaded. 
 
 RON. Force would avail hut little the whole village ia now as- 
 sembled in the garden. How escaped you from the fury of that wan- 
 dering fool by whom you were attacked ? 
 
 BRAND. With danger and difficulty; his strength is almost super- 
 human his speed incredible. Although wounded and bleeding, he 
 chased us from craig to craig, fleet as a wild deer, until we had nearly 
 reached the hut in the defile ; there we saw him fall from a precipice's 
 edge into the deep flood below, where he must have perished. 
 
 RON. No more of him, he is not worth further thought. So, to 
 business. My plot has in part succeeded they believe me to be a 
 stranger travelling to the English borders ; I pretend to await the 
 arrival of my servants. Toward the close of the day, about the 
 twilight hour, hover near the house, the peasants, ere then, will be 
 returned to their several homes; when you hear my signal, advance 
 to the garden gate, 1 shall bn on the watch, open the doors to you 
 and success will be inevitable. 
 
 BRAND. The beauteous prize will then be in your power. 
 
 WYL. And the reward you promised 
 
 RON. Shall be yours. 
 
 BRAND. But should Albert or the old man prove refractory ? 
 
 WYL. Our daggers will soon silence them. 
 
 RON. Provide against the worst come well armed. 
 
 WYL. Fear us not. 
 
 RON. Wylie, hasten to our cave, and desire Murdock and Fergug 
 to be on the watch, lest we should lack their aid. 
 
 WYL. I shall obey. Anything else ? 
 
 RON. No, nothing more. Leave me now remember 
 
 BBAND, Twilight! 
 
16 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT I. 
 
 At this moment, GUY has popped his head out of the cottage, te 
 listen, stumbles, but hastily retires, closing the door RONALD 
 starts at the noise BRAND and WYLIE conceal themselves. 
 
 RON. Hush! (listens) No, all is still, (they come forward} Ha, 
 some one approaches. Begone away ! 
 
 BRAND and WYLIE cross bridge from L. to R. and exit,, 
 
 RONALD remains in front, as if musing LAURETTE comet 
 from farm and invites him to enter He lows, and prepares 
 to follow As LAURETTE turns, he ex presses his love for her, 
 but when she turns again his manner changes to respect and 
 attention They exit into farm After a pause, GUY peep a 
 on and advances with caution. 
 
 GUY. Oh, my fat sides ! here's a piece of business. Lud a mercy, 
 what can it mean ? the sight of these two ill-looking rascals has put 
 me all in a pucker. What could the strange gentleman want with 
 them ? they spoke so low I could not hear a word ; but I don't like 
 it for all that, my mind misgives me. Hist, Albert, a word. 
 
 ALBERT enters from farm. 
 
 ALB. How, now, good Guy, what wo aid your wisdom have with 
 me? 
 
 GUY. (whispering very mysteriously} I have something to tell 
 you, will make your hair stand on end. 
 
 ALB. Indeed! what is it? 
 
 GUY. My fat sides ! step this way. Here has been the strange 
 gentleman conversing with two such ill-looking fellows as I never 
 saw before, nor desire to see again, and more like the moss-troopers ! 
 than 
 
 ALB. The moss-troopers ? Ha, ha, ha ! As usual, coz Guy, the 
 mountain and the mouse. They were his servants. Moss-troopers. 
 Ha, ha, ha ! 
 
 Exit into farm. 
 
 GUY. His servants, are they ? if they be a sample of all the rest, 
 he keeps the ugliest establishment in Europe ; and as to livery, Lord 
 help us ! he has no more taste that way than a pig has for a clean 
 shirt. 'Tis no use my speaking, nobody minds me, but I'll keep my 
 eyes open for all that; for truly, I fear that travelling chap is little 
 better than he should be. 
 
 MUSIC-BELLS in the distance ADAM, RONALD, ALBERT, 
 LAURETTE, GLENBRAE, JESSIE, AMY, and all the VILLAGERS 
 enter from farm. 
 
 ADAM. Hark! the cheerful signal at length is heard; let us 
 onward, and as we move along, awake the echos of the mountain 
 with our strains of joy. 
 
 MUSIC. FINALE TO ACT THE FIRST. 
 
 JES. Oh, haste now awa to the bridal ! 
 
 How few are the moments like this I 
 
II.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 17 
 
 Nay, lasses, come, never stand idle, 
 
 For this is the season of bliss. 
 Mark the glance of delight that is glowing 
 
 From the bride, every maiden to see ; 
 With the thought from her pure bosom glowing 
 
 " May you all be as happy as me !" 
 
 CHORUS Then haste now awa to the bridal, & < 
 And hark to the merry bells ringing, 
 
 Which the breezes waft sweetly along, 
 Like the hope o'er the youthful heart springing, 
 
 To the sound of that merry ding dong. 
 Thus hope breathes its melody o'er us, 
 
 And bids us still onward to stray, 
 Still promising pleasure before us, 
 
 And in luring dies sweetly away. 
 
 CHORUS Oh, haste, &?. 
 
 LAURETTE is placcdin a rustic chair , ornamented with ribbons 
 and wreath of flowers The procession commences with the 
 last chorus, and moves towards the mountains TLt 
 PEASANTS with wreaths and baskets of flowers ADAM, 
 RONALD, ALBERT, GLENBRAE, JESSIE, AMY, and GUY, 
 surround the chair as they reach the bridge The 
 drops on, picture as formed on bridge. 
 
 END OP ACT THE FIRST. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 SCENE 1. The Garden of the Farm. Part of the House sw*. 
 L.H. A door Arbour R.H. A rude paling at the back, across 
 stage, with gateway Mountains in the distance Sunset 
 RED RONALD discovered. 
 
 RON. This suspense is not to be endured. The hum of merriment 
 
 still vibrates through the farm. Should my project fail But no, 
 
 it shall not the beauteous Laurette must be mine. Did I not fear 
 to draw the eyes of the Court of Holyrood to my title to yonder 
 
 castle and to deeds done in the Leonards, open force should 
 
 No, that were dangerous. Ha ! she comes, followed by the old 
 soldier. What want they here 1 I'll observe, (retires into arbour) 
 
 ADAM and LAURETTE enter from Farm, L.H. 
 
 ADAM. Laurette, my beloved girl, you have become, if possible, 
 more dear to me than ever, since you are now my daughter, arid 
 have a claim to my affections. 
 
18 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT II. 
 
 LAU. Oh, Sir, what claim need I have, since without one you have 
 ever been kind and indulgent ? The orphan's tears are all she has to 
 thank you with ; but the orphan's prayer of gratitude shall be heard, 
 and call down a blessing on your head. 
 
 ADAM. You are no longer an orphan you have in me a father, in 
 Albert a husband that will never cease to love you. Here, Laurette, 
 wear this little present for my sake ; and in far distant years, when I 
 am mouldering- in my grave, cast a look of kindness on it. Perhaps 
 sometimes, as you view it, you will drop a tear to my memory, and, 
 as you press it to your lips, will murmur with a sigh " That was a 
 gift of rny father's friend." (gives a small gold cross) 
 
 LAU. Oh, Sir! though I shall never want a token to recall you to 
 my memory, yet I shall prize this as dearly as my truth, and as long 
 as life remains will I think of you with love and gratitude. 
 
 Exeunt LAURETTE into Farm-house ADAM L.H. 
 
 RON. (advancing) Lucky opportunity ! for time at length favours 
 me. Laurette aloiiB the peasants removed to a distance, the sea- 
 son is most fit. (whistles} 
 
 Music. BRAND and WYLIE enter through gateway RONALD 
 places BKAND to watch the house, and enters farm. 
 
 BRAND Haste, comrade, scout abroad; should a footstep approach, 
 give instant warning. 
 
 Exit WYLIE through gate R.H. 
 
 I'll guard this entrance myself. Hal does my ear deceive me ? 
 No, by heaven ! some one comes hither. My lord my lord ! 
 Confusion ! he is here, and all is lost ! 
 
 Music. He retires hastily into arbour ; in his hurry, 
 drops his cloak. 
 
 Enter GUY L.H. 1 E., tipsy and singing. 
 
 Go Y. Tol de lol ! Oh, rare sport ! Oh, Laurette, you little devil ! 
 where have you hid yourself? So steady ! Bless me ! I'm a little 
 damaged, not quite iu a state of sobriety : not that I'm drunk 
 my fat sides ! no for I promised to keep my eyes on that strange 
 gentleman and how can a man keep his eyes open when he's blind 
 drunk ? No, no I, being a wise man, am only tipsy and not only 
 keep my eyes open, but improve their power, for truly I begin to see 
 double. Eh? what's that ? a cloak! Now, I warrant me this be- 
 longs to some drunken knave, who perhaps has got into some hole or 
 corner, and is not able to move out of it. Oh that men will make 
 such beasts of themselves ! (puts on cloak. During this scene t t ho 
 dnrkness has been increasing) 
 
 WYLIE enters R.H., and stops at gate, looking back while he 
 speaks in an under tone. 
 
 WYL. Hist, comrade, hist ! 
 GUY. (in same tone) Eh ! what's the matter ? 
 WYL. Nothing, all is safe and silent. But J have forgotten the 
 word. 
 
SCENE 1.] THE EOSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 19 
 
 GUY. Word! what word? 
 
 WYL. The pass-word to be sure? 
 
 GUY. Why, fun and frolic, you thickhead. 
 
 WYL. Nay, no jesting, tell it me, least we should miss each other 
 before we reach the defile in the mountain where the hut stands. 
 Quick ! oh, I remember now, 'tis " Stratagem." Hush ! no noise. 
 
 Exit K.H> 
 
 BRAND, (from harbour} Confusion ! 
 
 GUY. Eh ! what are you talking about?" Hut defile stratagem 
 Hush ! no noise confusion !" I tell you what, you drunken fool, 
 my fat sides ! he's gone, he is at some fun that I know nothing 
 about " hush no noise confusion." 
 
 Enter RED RONALD from Farm. 
 
 RON. How now ? 
 
 GUY. (repeating the words he has heard) " Hush !" 
 
 RON. Heard you a noise? 
 
 GUY. " No noise !" 
 
 RON. What then? 
 
 GUY. "Coufusioii !" 
 
 RON. What mean you ? 
 
 GUY. (recognising him) Eh! mean? 
 
 RON. Did you call/ 
 
 GUY. Call ? no ! 
 
 RON. It was my fears, hold my sword. 
 
 GUY. I will. 
 
 RON. The winds begin to rise the night is dark the louring 
 clouds threaten a storm Well, let the tempest breathe forth its 
 fury 'twill but assist my purposes Lauretta must be mine for 
 ever. 
 
 Exit into Farm. 
 
 GUY. Oh lud ! oh dear! he has frightened everything out of my 
 head quite sobered me, I declare; and all the ale and my trouble 
 in drinking it have been thrown away. My fat sides ! it was that 
 travelling chap and Mr. No noise was one of the ugly mugs I saw this 
 morning. What is to be done ? If I go hence, Laurette is lost If I 
 stay here, I am lost, for a sword to me is a useless commodity. Well, 
 tnough I can't fight, I can run, and, thanks to good lungs, holloo 
 lustily. Help- -help help ! 
 
 During this speech, BRAND has come from arbour, draws hit 
 pixtol, and levels at GUY, but is restrained from the fear of 
 the alarm the report might create At length, draws sword, 
 and rushes at GUY, who avoids the How, and exits L.H. 
 BRAND whistles, and WYLIE enters R.H., and comes through 
 gate. 
 
 WYL. W T hat now, Brand ? 
 
 BLAND. All is lost we are discovered I 
 
 WYL. Discovered? 
 
JO THE ROSE OF ETTR1CK VALE. [ACT II. 
 
 BRAND. Here has been a meddling fool, who, curse on my erring 
 hand ! escaped my blow. He knows our project, and has fled for 
 help. 
 
 WYL. What's to be done ? 
 
 BRAND. Instantly inform our master flight alone can save us, 
 Death and confusion ! they are here. 
 
 BRAND and WYLIE retire hastily into arbour. 
 Enter GUY L.H. in great alarm, followed by ADAM. 
 
 .. GUY. Oh my fat sides ! this way ! 
 
 ADAM. What mean you ? explain yourself! 
 
 GUY. I can't; my brains are shook my senses gone, only this 
 Laurette the stranger that sword ! Robbers ravishers moss- 
 troopers! and (turning round) sees BRAND and WYLIE) Oh 
 
 my fat sides ! 
 
 runs off L.H. 1 E. 
 
 BRAND and WYLIE advance. 
 
 ADAM. Ha, ruffians != the band of freebooters ! The infamous 
 design now flashes on me !. Speak, men of blood what seek ye ? 
 
 BRAND. Whatever our purpose, you shall not thwart us in it. 
 You are our prisoner, so dare not to resist, if you hope for life. 
 
 they seize him. 
 
 ADAM. Wretches! against injury and oppression I will resist 
 while life remains ! (disengaaes himself) 
 
 Enter RED RONALD from farm. 
 
 RON. What noise ? Ha ! discovered t 
 
 ADAM. Yes, villain discovered ! Is this the return for the kind- 
 ness with which you were treated ? this the requital for our hospi- 
 tality? 
 
 RON. Presumptuous slave ! dare you arraign my conduct ? Hear 
 and tremble while you learn I am Ronald of the Leonards ! 
 
 ADAM. I hear, and yet I tremble not. Humble as I am, I boast 
 a heart unknown to guilt a hand unstained by crime. Man I never 
 injure man I fear not ! 
 
 RON. Peace, doting babbler ! peace, coward ! hence, begone ! 
 
 ADAM. Babbler I may be coward I am not ! Look on these 
 war-worn features, and say where coward is written ! Look on this 
 scar-covored front, scarred in my country's service, and say where 
 fear can find entrance ! The being whom you would injure has a 
 double claim to my protection, as a friendless orphan and a defence- 
 less woman takes up the sword GUY let fall. Providence has 
 placed a weapon in my hand, and as long as I can wield it I will 
 fight in her defence. 
 
 RON. I'll hear no more. Wretched driveller, since you will force 
 us info desperate acts, your blood be upon your own head! Spare 
 him not, I command you. 
 
 Exit into farm. 
 
SCENE 1.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 21 
 
 BRAND and WYLIE rush on ADAM Double combat- LAU- 
 RETTE screams, and is dragged on from fartnby RONALD, 
 who carries her off through gateway, and exits WYLIE'S 
 Jivord is struck out of his hand ; he draws pistol and fires 
 at ADAM, who falls ALBERT, GLENBRAE, GUY, JESSIE, 
 AMY, and VILLAGERS rush on, as BRAND and WYLIE 
 escape through gate.- PICTURE. 
 
 ALB. (c.) Merciful Heaven my father \ 
 
 GLEN. (R.) On the ground, and wounded, 
 
 GUY. (L.) Now, I hope I shall be believed another time ; but where 
 are the robbers ? I'll go see. My fat sides! What a pity I cannot 
 fight as well as run. 
 
 Exit through gate. 
 
 ALB. Look up, my dear father. 
 
 JES. (R corner.} Alas, I fear he is hurt to death. 
 
 ALB. No, no ! herecoveis. 
 
 JES. How fare you now, good Adam ? 
 
 ADAM (R.C.) Better, much better, my kind Jessie. The wound is 
 but trifling; 'twas the blow which stunn'd me heed me not: 
 but ah, Laurette ! 
 
 ALBo Why are you so anxious for Laurette '! 
 
 ADAM. She is lost ! Albert, thy beloved bride is lost is in the 
 villain's power. 
 
 ALB. Villain ! what villain ? 
 
 ADAM. That stranger Red Ronald of the Leonards. 
 
 ALB. Merciful powers ! but it may not be too late to save her. An 
 instant pursuit, our friends will aid. 
 
 VILLAGERS. All, all ! 
 
 ADAM. Then follow me. 
 
 JES. Alas, you forget you are wounded. 
 
 ADAM. Fear not for me, sweet girl, I am a withered tree, whose 
 props once gone, I am not worth preserving. The life which Lauretta 
 has rendered dear, shall for her be risked. Speed to our liege Lord, 
 the noble Dunbar, he will not see us wronged. Fire each beacon 
 raise the border slogan send forth the gathering call, and be GUI- 
 word" Laurette, the Rose of Ettrick Vale." 
 
 Music All exeunt through gateway. 
 
 GUY enters through gateway. 
 
 GUY. The thieves have taken the path towards the Glen, wher* 1 
 the torrent falls I traced them to the forest of firs; there I stopped. 
 My discretion, which always leads me by the nose, cried "good Guy, 
 no further." The hint was enough; it was so cursed dark, if I had 
 my lantern, I think I should have ventured. Ecod ! I have a great 
 mind to get it now, and be after them I might at least find out 
 where they take her, and if I should, how envious they all would be. 
 ssn.'l how grateful Albert would be, and Jessie might relent, and have 
 me. I'll think no more about it, but here goes. 
 
 Music Grv exits into farm. 
 
22 THE ROSE OF ETTRICE VALE. [ACT II. 
 
 STEENIE appears through gateway, pale and Weeding he leans on 
 paling A faint " holloa," is heard he starts and listens. 
 
 STE. Hark ! the chase is up, and the puir deer is in the blood- 
 hounds' fangs. Aye, puir Steenio tauld a* an* here is deserted, is 
 desolate. Where are now the laugh, an' dance, an' sang ? A' hush'd 
 as tho midnight grave ! Yea, baith farm and byre are lonely, and 
 the hearts that own them sair sair ! What can Steenie do ? The 
 flow o' bluid and toil ha'e given mair o' sense than he had for years 
 gane by; yet what can he do ? he is faint and weak, and can only 
 sough and greet. 
 
 Music Advances, and leans sorrowfully against a tree, R.H. 
 GUY enters from farm, with lantern. 
 
 trUY. Here, I have got it, I am off, and good fortune bring me 
 back again safely. Oh, my fat sides ! if I had but poor wise-acre, 
 poor Steenie, now, I should not be afraid of the very devil himself. 
 Oh, who is that ? Talk of the devil, and 'tis he. Oh, bless your 
 wandering face ! Eh? mercy on me, pale and bleeding why, Steenie? 
 
 STB. Yes, Steenie's bluid is on the heather on the foam of the 
 whirling waters, from craig to craig down the precipice's edge, I 
 fell, and in that roaring torrent that rolls beneath, I 'scaped with life ; 
 but it has given me thought ; where is he wha saved my life in 
 days gane by ? But why ask ? I ken I ken, I heard it on the 
 brae. " Lost lost ! " is now the cry-wail o' the Vale o' Ettrick ! 
 
 GUY. And a deuced cry it is Laurette's gone ! 
 
 STE. Did I nae say sae ? Did I nae say the Rose wad droop ? but 
 it shall nae wither winna wither ; and wha's the hand that spread 
 the mildew o'er her ? 
 
 GUY. Who but that devil incarnate, Red Ronald of the Leonards ! 
 
 STE. Oh, the fiend ! I mind he sent puir Steenie forth frae the 
 auld house ; an' I ken mair, but I will na* blab it. Eh ! give him 
 but to me, an wi' the broken brand I'll wake his memory to the 
 time gane by ; an' the bluid o' the auld laird shall rise agein* him 
 bluid for bluid ! come, come awa', awa' ! 
 
 Music. STEENIE rushes through gate, dragging GUY 
 with him. 
 
 SCENE II. A Defile amid the Mountains The country wild 
 and woody. A low hut under a projecting rock. Stage dark. 
 
 MURDOCK and FERGUS enter from hut. LUE. 
 
 MUR. Still our comrades return not. The night wears away. I 
 fear me they have failed in their project. 
 
 FER. Not a sound is to be he:ird but the roaring of the distant 
 torrent and the wailing gusts of wind whistling through the pine 
 trees. 'Twill be a rough night. 
 
 MUR. Truly, I fear so, for the air feels damp and chill. Com- 
 mend me to a snug fire and a full ilagon, before petticoat hunting. 
 f would not quit such, for e're a smooth-faced wench in Christendom. 
 But Ronald loves the village poppet, and will reward us handsomely 
 .\>r our trouble IB caging her; so e'en let him have his humour. 
 
SCENES.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 23 
 
 PER. With all my heart; but prithee, tell me, Murdock, as you 
 promised, of the construction of the cave. I have been seven days 
 amongst you, and yet I don't know how I enter or how I quit it 
 clearly. I know 'tis by the hut, and that is all. 
 
 MUR. Nor would you know more in a twelvemonth, if you were 
 not told it. It has defied all search for years. We hear the hounds 
 of justice prowling over our heads, and laugh at their vain search 
 the while. Mark you, there is a trap door in the flooring of this 
 hut, known only to the veterans of the band, so shrewdly contrived, 
 that it bids defiance to discovery. It opens to a flight of steps which 
 wind down the mountain's side into our cave. 
 
 PER. Has it no other entrance ? 
 
 MUR. Yes, by the subterraneous passage communicating with the 
 castle and sometimes when our mountain tempests rage, I dread 
 least the rocks should give way and all be buried in the ruins. 
 ( Whistle heard.) Hark ! our comrades' signal they come. 
 
 RONALD, BRAND, and WYLIE enter, conducting LAURETTB 
 blindfold, from R. 
 
 LAU. Inhuman monsters, whither do you lead me ? let me return 
 to that house, to those friends from whence and whom you have thus 
 mei-cilessly torn me. Alas ! I speak in vain they are deaf to the 
 voice of supplication my exhausted spirits sink, and my wearied 
 limbs refuse longer to bear their wretched burthen. 
 
 RON.. Your struggles are in vain, cease then to repeat them ; a few 
 paces hence, and you shall have refreshment and repose. Brand, 
 come hither. Conduct this lovely stranger as I directed. Wylie, go 
 you Before. 
 
 BRAND. This way, lady. 
 
 LAU. Merciful heavens ! for what am I reserved ? 
 
 Music. Exeunt WYLIE and BRAND, conducting LAURETTB 
 into hut. 
 
 RON. Hark ! our pursuers' cry is in the air. Murdock and Fergus, 
 
 k haste you among the mountains, and by cries, halloos, and whistles, 
 
 attract their attention, and mislead the steps of those foolish peasants. 
 
 When you have beguiled them far from hence, return to me by the 
 
 secret pass, across the torrent. No words, away. 
 
 Exeunt MURDOCK and FERGUS R. 
 
 Within the cave I can laugh at all their threats ; vain will be their 
 efforts to snatch my victim thence. No, Laurette, a peasant slave 
 shall never inhale the fragrance of thy breath, nor taste the joys thy 
 charms can yield, for thou art doomed to bless the hours of Red 
 Ronald of the Leonards. 
 
 Exit into hut. 
 
 GUY appears from behind the craig. RUE. 
 
 GUY. I believe you lie ; so here I am ; thanks to poor Steenie, I 
 have traced the villains to their haunt ; but now that I am here, 
 what am 1 to do ? Steenie has left me he dragged me along with 
 ov*r hill and brae, till just now. Suddenly hearing a cry among 
 
24 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT IT. 
 
 the mountains, he let me go, and dashing through the torrent, was out 
 of sight in a minute. I felt bold enough when he was with me, but now 
 that I am alone, my fat sides ! I begin to feel queer. Oh lord ! what 
 is that? Pooh ! nothing but the wind. Oh dear ! I tremble all over 
 me, that is the misery of fine nerves. Eh ! what is that ? Oh ! the 
 devil, one of the cut-throats, I'm dead and bur.ed already ! (wraps 
 cloak that he had picked up in 1st Scene of 2nd Act round him} 
 
 Enter MURDOCK. R. 
 
 MUR. Hist ! comrade, a word. Here is the key of the stone che.-st 
 in our cave, the captain may want it ; take it to him, I must away 
 farewell, brother. 
 
 Exit R.H. 
 
 GUY. He is off. Brother? This is the first time I ever heard or 
 knew I was related to the beelzebub family. My fat sides ! he took 
 me for one of the "stand !-and-knock-me-down" gentlemen. Oh, 
 this cloak belongs to one of the gang. What's to be done ? how 
 shall I act ? Laurette is down in the cave no aid near. What if 
 I venture in? I may be able to save her. Oh ! I could cry at the 
 very thought of it. But then, the danger to go into the bear's den, 
 and the bear at home ! Oh ! my fat sides ache to think on't. But 
 then, cousin Albert, that name rouses me. I feel a courage steal- 
 ing over me like like a misty fog shutting out all sight of danger. 
 Rouse up, heart ! My friend my love my honour my fame 
 
 Who is afraid ? What a damned black-looking hole it is ! But 
 
 happen what will, in I go. Their key of the stores may be useful. 
 Now for it. Oh, valour ! if ever you intend to honour me with a 
 visit, now is your only time. Hem hem ! (knocks at hut door} 
 
 VOICE, (within} Who's there ? 
 
 GUY. It's it's I. 
 
 VOICE. Answer quickly the word ? 
 
 GUY. Word? Oh, lud, I remember" Stratagem !" 
 
 VOICE. Enough, come in. (chains heard, door opens} 
 
 GUY. I am in for it now. Oh, my fat sides ! 
 
 Exit into hut. 
 
 SCENE III. The interior of the cave A rude and rocky stair- 
 case, R.H., is seen through an iron grating. An iron door, to 
 subterraneous entrance, 2 E.L.H. A lamp suspended in centre. 
 An iron chest with stores upon it. Music WYLIE is seen de- 
 scending the staircase, he opens the iron grating, beckons BRAND, 
 ivho descends the stairs, and enters through the grating with 
 LAURETTE. When they are in the cave, WYLIE closes grating. 
 BRAND leads LAURETTE to a seat, and takes off bandage from 
 her eyes. 
 
 LAU. Merciful powers! whither have you dragged me what dread- 
 ful scene is this ? My heart sickens, and hope dies within me, to look 
 upon it. These fearful rocks and chains proclaim the use for 
 which it is formed. Guilt and murder here find sanctuary ; 'tis the 
 abode of rni&ery ; and I, the child of sorrow, am its proper inmate. 
 
SCENES.] THE ROSE OF ETTBICK VALE. 25 
 
 I'll look no longer, my brain grows dizzy, and my full heart seems 
 bursting, (sinks exhausted) 
 
 RONALD descends staircase. 
 
 RON. Thus far all is well ; we have eluded their vigilance, though 
 still they hover round us. Even now, I heard their halloos from the 
 hut above. The report of the pistol, 'twas that first gave the alarm, 
 who fired it ? 
 
 BRAND. 'Twas I. 
 
 RON. Did I not command you to reserve your fire^ hot-headed 
 fool ? your impetuosity may be the means of marring our projects. 
 Wylie, begone ! scout abroad ; if danger should approach, bring me 
 instant tidings. 
 
 WYLIE ascends. 
 A clash of swords heard. 
 
 LAU. Hark ! merciful heaven, deeds of murder are even now 
 perpetrating. Perhaps, even now, the swords of the robbers pierce 
 the heart and drink the blood of Albert. Oh, let me fly to save him 
 let my bosom receive the blow aimed at the life of my husband, 
 (BRAND restrains LACRETTE) 
 
 WYLIE descends, with his sword bloody. 
 
 RON. Close down the trap ! Perfidious syren, you are the cause 
 of this behold Ihe effects of your beauty ! 
 
 LAU. Ah, the sword is stained with blood ! 
 
 RON. Yes, with the blood of Albert. 
 
 LAU. Albert! (shrieks and faints) 
 
 RON. Convey her instantly to yon recess, then hasten to procure 
 refreshment. Away ! 
 
 BRAND bears LAURETTE off, 2 E.R.H. GUY descends and 
 conceals himself. 
 
 RON. Her gentle spirit, unused to the rough gall of sorrow, sinks 
 like the lilly beneath the tempest. (BRAND returns) To your care, 
 Brand, I commit her, and by your oath, uttered at a fearful time, 
 and in a fearful place, I charge you to be faithful to me. Wine and 
 refreshment. Away ! 
 
 Exit BRAND. 
 
 Hasten, Wylie, secure the trap and fasten the grating ; bring me 
 the keys. (WYLIE ascends stairs) Would that my band were come, 
 I would relinquish all their foray to see them here ; encircled by 
 them, were my pursures as many and as furious as the swelling 
 waves, unshaken I could meet their wrath. 
 
 WYLIE descends, fastens grating, and gives keys to RONALD. 
 
 RON. Oh, the keys ! is all secure ? 
 
 WYL. All. 
 
 RON. Then forward to the castle. 
 
 Exit WYLIE through subterraneous passage. 
 Although the oath by which Brand is bound to me, assures me of 
 
26 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT II. 
 
 his fidelity, yet this cave have I doubly secured. These keys will I 
 deposit in yonder chest, to which none but Murdock has access; and 
 he being now away, they may lie there securely, the lock opens with 
 a spring which not even Murdock knows of. 
 
 Mo sic RONALD opens chest, puts in the keys, and exits erf tar 
 WYLIE. A pause GUY peeps on. 
 
 GUY. All is silent, and I may venture forth, the black devils are 
 all gone, and I um left alone with the blue ones. What a doleful 
 place my fat sides ! it looks like a vault, I am the poor corpse, my 
 courage the sexton, who having decently interred me, has gone about 
 his business ; but let me rouse, I have all their secrets, Laurette is in 
 yonder cell, the keys in this chest, which this one will open. Now, 
 if, before they return, I could unfasten the grating, and Zonnds, it 
 is but trying. All is quiet, so now for the keys here they are, sure 
 enough, and now for it. (takes out keys and opuns grating} So there 
 is one open, and now for the other. Pray heaven I may be up to 
 trap. (Sfw^m, heard playing " Wandering Willie" on pipe) What 
 is that? my fat sides! if it is not poor wise-acre. Oh, dear, if I 
 could get him in which is the key, and where the key hole ? (opens 
 trap at top of staircase, and goes off ,caU\ng softly] Steenie, Steenie, 
 I say ! (he returns immediately with STEENIE) Corne down, come 
 down ! Lord, how the man stares what is the matter ? 
 
 STE. (endeavouring to recollect the place) Nae ! nae ! it will nae 
 be, I canna mind; puir Steenie's mind be as the valley, when the eve 
 mist be on it, dim and mair dim, dark, and mair dark. Oh ! could 
 I ca' the scenes of auld to mind ; I ought, I ought, for 'twas an awfu' 
 Bight yes, yes, I noo ken weel thae place o' bluid, 'twas here the 
 grey hair wur steep'd in gore. I saw the knife, the bluidy knife ; I saw 
 the hand, the reeking hand ; I heard the groan, the deadly groan 
 o' him wha Steenie loved, and the red ane stood by an' laughed. Oh! 
 'twur that shook this puir brain. I feel it noo again 'tis dizzy, mad- 
 hark! dinna ye hear the groan, the Leonards, ha ! it's aboon us, and 
 the Leonards banes are aneath us, his spirit is around us I see, I 
 see. 
 
 GUY. Mercy on us, he's mad ! 
 
 STE. Whist, whist, they will hear ye noo, and gin they do your 
 life wur little worth, for if they wad na spare the grey hairs they wadna* 
 spare yours. It was here they dug his grave here, here they little 
 thought that Steenie saw them ; there's an eye aboon wha saw them 
 too there will be a witness ha ! I mind the shield o' the auld 
 lairds I hid it I hid it bide a wee, and I'll shew ye I'll shew 
 ye. 
 
 Music. STEENIE wildly rushes off \ H.R.H. 
 
 GUY. Why Steenie, Steenie man! Oh my fat sides! he haa 
 frightened my senses away the man is mad. Steenie no, not a 
 sign of him, I must go on without him ; first let me release and dis- 
 cover myself to Laurette. Oh, la here they corne. (Music gets 
 into box} 
 
SCENE 3.] TflE ROSE OF ETTBICK VALE. 27 
 
 BRAND enters, and puts down pistol on table (which is near the 
 box), then goes ojf for a flask of wine and a goblet Gu* 
 raises the ltd and taken Ihe pistol BRAND re-enters, and fills 
 a cup of wim;; is about to drink, when he misses the pistol 
 places the, flask and cup down, and rushes to the door 0/LAU- 
 RETTE'S prison, but flnds oil secure GUY again raises the 
 lid, and tabes the flask and cup BRAND goes to table t is be- 
 tcildcred by the second lots, and after looking carefully rouad, 
 goes off Pause. GUY raises the lid, and takes a long pull 
 at the flask, then gets out and goes to prison grate. 
 
 GUY. Hist! Laurette--- Laurette. 
 
 LAU. Who calls on the wretched Laurette ? 'twas a voice familiar 
 to my ear, it bore the sound of home, and was full of kindness. 
 
 GUY. Hi^t! don't you know me? I am Guy. 
 
 LAU. Guy! kind, good fellow, how my heart bounds to you. 
 Have you ventured hither for my sake ? Speak, oh speak ! in the hour 
 of peril, sweet, oil sweet is the voice of a friend ! 
 
 GUY. (unlocking the grate, she comes out) Be composed, and let us 
 try to get out of this internal place as soon as we can. The trap 
 door is open, so ascend the stairs, and be off as fast as your legs can 
 carry you, and I'll follow you. 
 
 LAU. (ascends staircase.) 
 
 GUY. But stop, I must not go without poor Steenie. Steenie, why, 
 Steenie ! 
 
 Music. STEENIE rushes on with shield from 1 E.R.H. 
 
 STE. I come, I come. I ha't, I found it. Look ! behold the 
 shield o' the auld laird ; the shield he won and wore. Ah ! now the 
 sight reca's the days gano by ; the fearfu' hour he grasped it last 
 an* it fell frae his nerveless hand stained, ay, stained as ye see - 
 here are the gouts o' bluid, the life stream o' the kind heart o' my 
 ain laird-maister. (toei-pa) See, puir Steenie's tears fa' and mingle wi* 
 the blnidy drops, but canna wash them out; but a time will come, an* 
 nae lang first, when the shade o' the Leonard shall see the mindless 
 rover, through tears and bluid, revenge his wrongs, avenge his death 
 an* murder. The crime-stained shield shall guard the drooping 
 flowret that yet shall bloom in the Leonards' bower. 
 
 LAU. (above) Help, oh help ! 
 
 MUR. (above) Die, wretched, intruding fool! (PISTOL and SHRIEK 
 
 STE. Oh, that puir Rose ! Baud off haud off, I say ! 
 
 Music.. rushes wildly up staircase and exit. 
 
 GUY. Oh, my fat sides ! they have murdered poor Laurette, and 
 my turn is next, I suppose. They come I am caught discovered. 
 What shall I do ? where hide ? I have it lucky thought -the 
 chest, (holding up the pistol which he took) Come you with me, though 
 I cannot cut and slash with a sword, I think I can manage fo pull a 
 trigger, (gets into cJie*t) And now, oh fortune, as you are said to 
 favour fools, pray think of rne. Poor Guy is in a quandary pity 
 him, and in consideration of his youth, beauty, and innocence, don't 
 
28 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. [ACT II. 
 
 desert poor Jack-in-the-box. My fat sides ! here they are. Hush ! 
 (doses the lid) 
 
 MURDOCK enters with pistol. 
 
 MUR. Who could that have been ? some skulking spy. I have 
 spoilt her for informing and whose was the form that rushed by me 
 in the hut above? Ha! how is this? the trap door open the 
 grating not fast no one on the watch ! What can this mean ? But I 
 have no time for surprise our prey may escape us. Now for the 
 tignal. (sounds bugle) 
 
 RONALD, BRAND, and WYLIE rush on L.H. 
 
 RON. How now, Murdock, the news ? 
 
 MUR. We have lead the peasants across the mountains, and in re- 
 turning, encountered two strag glers wandering from the hut. Lurking, 
 concealed, we overheard their converse. Messengers have been dis- 
 patched for the officers of justice the clan of Dunbar are expected 
 ere the morning they spoke of Laurette. and one called the other 
 Albert. 
 
 RON. Ha ! so near ? could we but get the husband in our power- 
 hasten, Murdock, place a lio-nt in the window of the hut above- 
 leave open the trap attract them in then, close each barrier, and 
 secure them away ! 
 
 MUR. Hark! they are in the hut already. 
 
 RON. They save us trouble hush ! be silent and conceal your- 
 selves. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 ADAM and ALBERT descend staircase. 
 
 ALB. Come on, dear father! it is their accursed den all is 
 silent, the place deserted. Laurette, dearest Laurette is confined 
 within this dreary cavern. Speak, oh speak ! reply to him who 
 comes to save or perish with thee, Laurette ! 'Tis in vain I call- 
 echo alone mocks me in reply let us search around. 
 
 RONALD and others rush round and disarm them. 
 
 RON. (c.) ! Guard the entrance and bind them to the rocks. 
 
 ADAM. (L.) Lost for ever ! 
 
 ALB. (R.) Villains ! cowards ! (they are chained to the Rocks R. & L.) 
 
 RON. At length my wishes are attained now is Laurette for ever 
 mine ! Welcome, Albert ! welcome to thy eternal home. Hasten 
 prepare our fleetest steeds danger surrounds us we must 
 on the instant set forward to meet our comrades hasten ! (the 
 trap and grating are made fast. MURDOCK and WYLIE exit.') 
 Brand, come hither, to your care I commit this poignard plucked 
 but now from the bosom of yon peasant ; take it you know my 
 purpose. On my return, let me see its blade dyed in their life's 
 blood ! 
 
SCENE 3.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 29 
 
 BRAND. Hold, Ronald, hold ! involve not our souls deeper in per- 
 dition. Think of the consequence of these scenes of blood and 
 horror think of hereafter think 
 
 RON. Wretched villain ! think of your oath, and tremble ! 
 
 BRAND. Ah ! that oath that dreadful oath ! 
 
 RON. By that oath I charge you to do my bidding dare to 
 disobey me, my direst vengeance shall pursue thee. and the linger- 
 ing torments of the felon's death be thine remember ! 
 
 Exit L.H. 
 
 BRAND. His words congeal the blood that flows around my heart. 
 I am plunged into guilt unparalleled, and hold life but at his pleasure. 
 When is this polluted hand to be cleansed from gore? Victim 
 succeeds victim ; and still the tide of blood runs on. I have no hope. 
 I dare not think of hereafter. Heaven can have no mercy for 
 wretches such as I am, and when I die, fiends shall snatch my 
 struggling soul. Then, since fate has marked me for a villain, and 
 desperation fires my brain, thus in characters of blood I write my 
 epitaph. 
 
 Music. Draws dagger, and is about to rush on ALBERT, 
 when GUY lifts lid of chest, fires pistol, and closes lid. 
 BRAND staggers and falls. 
 
 ALB. Wretched man ! 
 
 BRAND. Heaven in mercy has closed my career of infamy, and 
 saved me from another crime. I feel the chilly hand of death upoa 
 rne, and as the hope of life recedes, the hope of mercy comes. Let 
 the few moments of time that are left be given to virtue. Oh for a 
 little strength to burst thy chains ! 
 
 Music BRAND rises with difficulty and unlocks the chains 
 of ALBERT, who disengages ADAM. 
 
 ALB. Unhappy man. Thanks, thanks ! 
 
 BRAND. Hence, fly hence, speak not, but begone, let me die alone. 
 Ronald will soon be here, with all his hellish band around him ; but 
 now he placed this dagger in my hand. Ha, merciful powers, what 
 do I behold ? . The rock rent by lightning. 
 
 ALB. Oh, do you know ought concerning that poignard? Speak, I 
 beseech ! 
 
 BRARD. Too well I know it. It was the Lord of the Leonards. 
 
 ALB. "1 
 and >The Leonards ! 
 
 ADAM, j 
 
 BRAND. That and a shield won in a foreign land bear alone that 
 fatal crest; but speak, where found you this dagger how came it 
 in your possession ? 
 
 ADAM. It has been in his possession from infancy. 
 
 BRAND. From infancy ! are you of England know you the 
 Cheviot Hills ? 
 
 ADAM. They are my place of birth- --'twas there these arias 
 received a child. 
 
30 THE ROSE OP ETTRICK VALE. [ACT II 
 
 BRAND. That child, that child ! say, did it survive? 
 
 ADAM. Behold him I 
 
 BRAND. Ah, Aloert! Open, earth, and hide me! (falls) 
 
 ALB. What docs this mean ? rise, wretched man, and explain. 
 
 BRAND. It is accomplished, and in the place of blood ! Son of the 
 Leonards, hear thy father's murderer, his spirit is around, and calls 
 for vengeance ; 'tis atoned. Blood for blood ! The Leonards' bones 
 lie beneath your feet, and this the hand that placed them there. 
 'Twas Red Ronald, the Graeme, that urged me on, that he might lord 
 it over thy towers. His the crime, mine the punishment. 'Twas 
 here he saw his victim, weltering in his blood, and in that hour of 
 horror, exacted an oath from me to do his biding ever. 
 
 ALB. Accursed fiend ! 
 
 BRAND. I saved thy life, I could not stain my hands in an infant's 
 blood. Oh, then, shew mercy to the wretched penitent who kneela 
 before you the pangs of death are on him ; but let the sight of hope 
 fall on his last moments by pronouncing his pardon. 
 
 ALB. Heaven forgive thee, unhappy man, as I do ! 
 
 BRARD. I die content faint and fainter lead me, I pray you, to 
 yonder rocky recess, and let me die in peace. (THUNDER) Hark, the 
 thunder! Oh, sound cf fear to mind of guilt peal on, thou art the 
 only knell should toll when the villain dies. The darkness closea on 
 my sight cold cold ! 
 
 THUNDER Music ALBERT bears him off, B.H 
 ADAM. Fearful the hour when the bad man dies ! 
 Re-enter ALBERT. 
 
 ALB. 'Tis past, his last breath was spent in prayer. 
 
 ADAM. But how did he receive his death wound ? I heard the re- 
 port of a pistol, but saw no human being. 
 
 ALB. Nor I. Who could have been our preserver, our guardian, 
 angel ? 
 
 GUY. (opening chest) 'Twas I, bless you I am the guardian angel I 
 
 ALB. "1 
 
 and > Guy ! 
 
 ADAM. J 
 
 Guv. Ay, to be sure, who but I? I tickled his toby so pray 
 help me out, for I am half smothered, and if I remain much longer 
 in this box, I shall die of a pain in the chest, (they help him out) 
 
 ALB. Good cousin, how came you in there? 
 
 GUY. I'll tell you when we have got out of this place ! 
 
 ALB. But, Laurette ? 
 
 GUY. She is not here, she is gone, so let us follow, and be off while 
 we can. 
 
 Thunder. 
 
 ADAM. Hark! how fearfully the thunder rolls it is an awful 
 night, 
 
SCENES.] THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 31 
 
 ALB. And Lauretta is exposed to all its dangers and terrors. 
 (Thunder) The storm increases tha psals are longer, and more 
 frequent. I tremble for her safety. She will sink beneath the 
 fury of the blast. (Loud Thunler) Merciful heavens ! what a burst 
 was there. 
 
 MUSIC. Thunderbolt Crash The rocks are rent asunder 
 The back of the cave fall* to ruin*, and present* a viaiv of 
 the mountain and torrent, over which is seen a rude bridge 
 RONALD is discovered on bridge with LAURETTE. 
 PICTURE. 
 
 ADAM, Look ! have mercy ! look look. 
 
 ALB. Lauretta ! I alone will save her. 
 
 RON. This is my triumph ! Presumptuous slave, where is now 
 your hope? What ho! Brand Wylie Murdock Fergus cowards, 
 villains, do you desert me in extremity ? then there is but one course 
 left me, and Ronald Graeme will to himself prove faithful. 
 
 ALB. Yield thy forfeit life, thou man of crimes. 
 
 RON. Never ! although he stands alone like the abandoned one of 
 heaven, deserted by all, never will Ronald yield up his life to 
 withering tortures and the public gaze no, the brave man's remedy 
 is always within his grasp, the spirit of revenge still clings to me, this 
 la t act of vengeance sweetens the dying moments of Red Ronald the 
 the Bandit ! 
 
 RONALD is about to strike LAURETTE, who has fallen upon her 
 knees, when STEENIE rushes on and receives the blow upon 
 his shield. 
 
 PICTURE. 
 
 STE. Haud hand there's bluid enough spilt by thee already. 
 RON. Wretched intruding idiot, hence! 
 
 STE. I haud the shield that the Leonards won, 
 And tell thee thy course of guilt is run : 
 This is the spot where the Leonard fell, 
 And thine was the voice that spoke his knell ; 
 But yon brave youth is the Leonards heir, 
 And this brand shall give thee to despair. 
 
 Music. Short and rapid combat RONALD is killed 
 WYLLIE, MURDOCK, and FERGUS are drawn on by GLEN- 
 BRAE, PEASANTRY and SOLDIERS LAURETTE runs to 
 ALBERT JESSIE, AMY, and VILLAGERS enter SOLDIERS 
 on bridge. 
 
 STE. Tis done 'tis done ! bluid for bluid ! I tauld ye, an' I 
 tauld ye true ! The rock has been rent, and the knife has leen owned, 
 and the heir o' the Leonards shall dwell in the halls of his fathers! 
 The mindless rover has na lived in vain. The rose has drooped, but 
 
32 THE ROSE OF ETTRICK VALE. 
 
 it has na withered ; for look, and shout, ye men o' Ettrick, for the 
 Heir o' the Leonards, an' " The Rose o' Ettrick Vale." 
 ALL. (shout) 
 
 SOLDIERS on Bridge. 
 
 VILLAGERS. VILLAGERS. 
 
 SOLDIERS on Staircase. STEENIE. MURDOCK. 
 
 SOLDIERS. ALBERT. LAURETTE. SOLDIERS. 
 
 RONALD, dead. ADAM. 
 
 JESSIE. AMY. 
 
 GLENBRAE. GUY. 
 
 WYLIB. FERGUS. 
 
 Curtain* 
 
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 Jylvester Dagger- Douglas Travestie 
 wood Nervous Man 
 
 the Idiot Boj 
 
 Double-bedded 
 Room [Floor 
 
 The Secret 
 Crock of Gold 
 
 )ld Oak Chest 
 
 Frederick of Prus- 
 
 Wedding Gown 
 
 My Wife's Second 
 
 Peggy Green 
 
 School for Scandal 
 
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 Mountaineers 
 
 Ambassador's 
 
 Done on bothsides 
 
 3 aul Pry j Woman'stheDevi 
 
 Death Plank 
 
 Lady [fast 
 
 Damon & Pythias 
 
 Frankenstein iDice of Death 
 
 Iron Chest 
 
 Wedding Break- 
 
 Marguerite's Co- 
 
 B ;ar Hunters 
 
 Wapping Old 
 
 Behind the Scenes 
 
 Moral Philosopher 
 
 lours [JoKe 
 
 ?orty Thieves 
 
 Stairs 
 
 Ben theBoatswaifl 
 
 Railroad Trip 
 
 A Devilish Good 
 
 Jovers' Quarrels 
 
 Whistler 
 
 Lady of Lam by the 
 
 My Wife's Come 
 
 Bedroom Window 
 
 Jiack-eyed Susai 
 
 Black Domino 
 
 Love's Labour's 
 
 Meg Murnoci; 
 
 Old Honesty 
 
 forest o(' Bondy 
 
 Maiden's Fame 
 
 Lost 
 
 Lesson for Gen- 
 
 Jonathan [dies 
 
 Variock of the 
 
 Jacket of Blue 
 
 Jack Shepherd 
 
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 Nice Youno: La- 
 
 Glen 
 
 New "Wav to Pt'y 
 
 Beggars Opera 
 
 Old CuriositySbop 
 
 Going to tbeDevby 
 
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 Old Debts 
 
 There.se 
 
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 Tiuors Assistant 
 
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 Negro of Wapping 
 
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 Poor Gentleman 
 
 Young Scamp 
 
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 Brigands in the 
 
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 Little Sins KftUfBandit of the 
 
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 Lost Diamonds 
 
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 Mysteries of Paris 
 
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 tions 
 
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 Damp Beds 
 
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 India 
 
 Powder and Ball 
 
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 Clerks 
 
 Jealousy 
 
 Temple of Death 
 
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 Nell Gwynne 
 
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 The Brothers 
 
 Railroad Station 
 
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 Three Cuckoos 
 
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 Farinelli 
 
 Robespierre 
 
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 Three Princes 
 
 .obert Macaire 
 
 Rape of the Loci; 
 
 White Milliner 
 
 Love in Lively 
 
 Adam Buff 
 
 )ay in Paris 
 
 Virginius the 
 
 Sergeant's Wed- 
 
 Lodgings for Sin- 
 
 Friend Waggles 
 
 choolfellows 
 
 Rum-mi 
 
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 Not to be Done 
 
 Tarried Rake 
 
 Faith & Falsehood 
 
 Fairly hit & fairly 
 
 The Omnibus 
 
 White Slave 
 
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 My Fellow Clerk 
 
 Innkeepers 
 
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 Cricket on Hearth 
 
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 lean Nash 
 
 Pickwick 
 
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 Phantom Break- 
 
 Sent to the Tower 
 
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 Rubber of Life 
 
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 tation House 
 
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 Bathing 
 
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 Mrs. Harris 
 
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 Prisoner of War 
 
 Peter the Great 
 
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 [JncleTom's Cabin 
 
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 King's Gardener 
 
 Antony and Cleo- 
 
 RagPickerof Paris 
 
 Wellington and 
 
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 King of the Mis 
 
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 Waterloo 
 
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 Eton Boy 
 
 me for ? [moor 
 
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 Fohn Bull 
 
 Angel of the Attic 
 
 3ut on the Sly 
 
 
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 Who's my Hus- 
 
 
 '.\immy 
 
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 Little Devil 
 
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