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Fifth Series,

No. 2575. – November 11, 1893.

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CONTENTS.
I. GLENGARRY AND HIS FAMILY : SOME

REMINISCENCES OF A HIGHLAND
CHIEF,

Blackwood's Magazine,
II. THE MAN IN THE GREEN TURBAN, Cornhill Magazine,
III. SILCHESTER AND ITS STORY. By W. H.
St. John Hope, .

New Review,
IV. A NighT WITH THE TRAPPISTS. By E.
Harrison Barker,

Temple Bar,
V. MY NURSERY REVISITED,

Cornhill Magazine,
VI. GLIMPSES BACK : A HUNDRED YEARS
AGO,

Temple Bar,
VII. WESSEX PHILOSOPHY. By Edmund B.
V. Christian,

Gentleman's Magazine,
VIII. SOME SINGULAR SIGNS,

Chambers' Journal,

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THE OLD GARDEN.

Forth like a mouldy bat; and one, with No change you say? nothing of loss that

nods tells ?

And smiles, lay on the bowsprit-end, and Trees, flowers, are they as lovely as of

called 'yore?

And cursed the Harbor-master by his gods. Does Spring still deck with corals and green And, rotten from the gunwhale to the keel, bells

Rat-riddled, bilge bestank, Our favorite sycamore ?

Slime-slobbered, horrible, I saw her reel, The early lilacs, bloom they rank on rank, And drag her oozy flank, Purple and white as they have bloomed And sprawl among the deft young waves, for years ?

that laughed, Old Crown-Imperial on the mossy bank, And leapt, and turned in many a sportive Sheds he his hoarded tears ?

wheel,

As she thumped onward with her lumberThe rose-acacia, does it carpet now

ing draught. The pathway with its waxen blossoms red ?

And now, behold ! a shadow of repose Drop the smooth berries from the laurel Upon the line of grey bough

She sleeps, that transverse cuts the evening Into the violet bed ? Suffer the birds no loss, bereft so long

She sleeps, and dreams away, Of us ? is not the blackbird mute for Soft-blended in a unity of rest doubt ?

All jars, and strifes obscene, and turbulent

throes Is no part wanting to the thrush's song? No liquid note left out ?

'Neath the broad benediction of the West Does the moon show behind the hedgerow Sleeps ; and methinks she changes as she elms,

sleeps, Black bars against a spectral sea of light ?

And dies, and is a spirit pure ; Reigns our one star over the heavenly Lo! on her deck an angel pilot keeps realms

His lonely watch secure ; King, on a clear, cold night ?

And at the entrance of Heaven's dockyard

waits They bloom, sing, shine, our absence hin- Till from Night's leash the fine-breath'd dering not ;

morning leaps, They are but waiting till ourselves have And that strong hand within unbars the ranged

gates. Enough, so we revisiting that spot

T. E. BROWN. May find them all unchanged.

AUGUSTA DE GRUCHY.

rose

THE SCHOONER.
Just mark that schooner westward far at

sea

'Tis but an hour ago
When she was lying hoggish at the quay,

And men ran to and fro,
And tugged, and stamped, and shoved, and

pushed, and swore,
And ever and anon, with crapulous glee,
Grinned homage to viragoes on the shore.
So to the jetty gradual she was hauled ;

Then one the tiller took,
And chewed, and spat upon his hand, and

Down there near the Gare du Nord,

At the corner of the street,

Where the double tram-lines meet,
Bonhomme Simon Pierreauford,

And his nagging wife, Lisette,
Kept their café, he and she ;
He lets life slip carelessly,

She a sleepless martinet.
He in posing, portly rest,

Stands forever the door,

Glancing at his waiters four,
Or chatting with a well-known guest;

She, with tongue that never stops,
Scolds the sweating cooks for waste,
Makes the panting waiters haste,
Wipes the marble table-tops.

bawled ; And one the canvas shook

FENIL HAIG.

SOME

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REMINISCENCES OF

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From Blackwood's Magazin about eight miles' rowing, we arrived GLENGARRY AND HIS FAMILY:

at Barrisdale, one of our tacksmen's HIGHLAND houses, where we generally spent a

night. A precious night it was ! The The following account of life in the governess and three of us cbildren Highlands of Scotland at the begin- occupied two box-beds in the parlor nivg of this century, and the notices of proper, the wall-paper of which was Colonel Ravaldson Macdonell, chief of covered with roses. Immediately after Glengarry and Clanronald, are based breakfast we all got into the boat again entirely upon the unpublished autobiog- to row round to Inverie by Loch Nevis. raphy of Miss Macdonell of Glengarry, But on the occasion of my early rememthis chief's daughter, and upon mate- brance there was a terrific storm. The rial supplied by her.

maids were groaning and screaming

with fear, and the men declared that I was born at Glevgarry, says Miss we children must all sit in the bottoni Macdonell, ou Loch Oich, the highest of the boat. When about half way, it point on the Caledonian Caual, in 1814. was resolved that we should leave the I was the fourth daughter of Colonel boat and go across country to Inverie, Ranaldsou Macdonell of Glengarry and How the rest of the party accomplished Clanropald. There were seven daugh- the five miles, I do not know ; but I was ters of us and seveu sons, of whom six packed up in a plaid on a Highlander's boys died under three years of age, one back, and the sister a year younger than boy and six girls grew to full age, and I was carried by the nurse. the youngest sister died at twelve years Our house at Inyerie was a very

curious one. A considerable portion Garry cottage, a charning villa near of it was built like an ordinary house Perth, is the first place of which I recol- of stone and lime; but the dininglect anything. There at three years of room, drawivg-room, and four bedi age I had the measles very severely, rooms were built by my father on the aud my eyesiglat was nearly lost. I old-fashioned wattled system. Magnjf next remember travelling from Glen-icent beams of Scotch fir sprang from garry to Inverie, one of my father's the clay floor to a roof with similar houses, where we generally spent a beams. Between the beams was regt few weeks every summer. The jour- ular basket-work of hazel-wood. The ney in those days was a very curious outside of the walls and the roof were

We started from Glengarry in slated. The front door opened into our own carriage; twenty-seven miles this part of the house, and opposite it to Loch Hourn head ---stopping half-was another door entering into the way at Tomdown to feed the horses and stone-and-lime part. get somethiug for ourselves at the little The scenery of this part of Knoidart, iun, which consisted of three rooms,

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perfectly beautiful. There was built of turf, and was always brim- slightly sloping grass hills at the back ful of peat-smoke ; this hurt our eyes of our house rising to perhaps two, so much, that we children kept running thousand feet high ; with North Morar, out and in. I remember on one occa- in front, nearly shutting in the loch, sion our father telling us that we had and the mountains of Rum in the far; better lie ou our backs on the earthen distance. floor, and we acted on this suggestion The return from Inverie was often for a little. When we reached Loch made over Mambarrisdale, a low pass. Hourn we got into a large boat rowed between hills, and about five miles by four men, generally singing Gaelic long. How the elder members of the, songs to keep time. My elder sister family travelled I cannot tell; but my! and I, who had splendid voices, used to next sister and I were each put in a sing the whole way, each placed on a creel -- one on each side of a pony, over. bench beside one of the rowers. After whose back we could talk and play tu-.

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gether nicely. On these journeys there | songs, and paid attention to make us was always plenty of men at band to sing correctly, by the ear, no end of carry us if we wished.

Jacobite ones, of which our father was My mother was a daughter of Sir very fond. And she also did, at enorWilliam Forbes of Pitsligo, and before mous trouble to herself, teach us to her marriage, at twenty-two, had al- sing Gaelic ones, though she knew ways lived in Edinburgh. On coming nothing of that language. Sometimes to the Highlands she was somewhat our father wished us to learn a good old bewildered by the sort of life she had Gaelic song he had once heard one of to lead. Instead of going to shops for our maidservants, or perhaps a shepbutcher-meat, whole animals were herd's daughter, sing; the servant or brought into the larder at once ; and, country girl was sent into the schoolthat she might really understand how room on various occasions till Miss P. to arrange the pieces for use at table, and one or more of us mastered the air she got a sheep cut up exactly as if it by the ear, and then she wrote down had been a bullock. The smallness of the words, also by the ear, till we had the sirloins and rounds that this pro- it fit to sing after dinner, when 'our duced may be imagined, but she learned father corrected any wrong pronunciaher lesson. Soon after she went north tion; the air was certain to be correct. the housekeeper said she was short of I know I was working my sampler beneedles. To my mother's amazement fore M. was sent to school in London, she heard that none could be got nearer about 1819, when I probably was hardly than Inverness, forty-two miles dis- six years of age. I was always far tant! The needles being an absolute behind with reading and spelling, in necessity, a man with a cart and horse consequence of bad sight. I think we had to be sent for them.

began arithmetic at seven years of age, Our education was of the most prac- as well as writing, and never touched tical kind. At five years of age we the piano till we were nine ; French, I were formally taken into the school- think, when we were about eleven ; room, and handed over to the govern- dancing, vocal music, Italian, when ess, in whose bedroom we now slept, we were about sixteen, at which age instead of in the nursery. We at once most of us had final class masters, and began to learn the alphabet and to sew, were at school in London.

This arand at six or seven years of age we rangement was not calculated to make were not contemptible needlewomen. us first-rate musicians or linguists. We made our own pinafores ourselves, Most of our aunts admired my mothand lots 'of the family underclothing er's children for their practical usefulwas made in the schoolroom ; parts of ness, which their own, though far more everything were done by us at that accomplished, failed in. My mother early age. Every Saturday forenoon, cut out most of the family underclothfrom ten to twelve o'clock, was spenting, and had one of us down from the in mending our clothes and darving our schoolroom to fold up the pieces neatly stockings. Broken strings had to be as they were cut; so at nine years of unpicked, the worn part cut off by our age we had a very good idea of cutting governess, and the good bit of tape out, which we practised in making our neatly sewed on again. Frocks and pin- own dolls' clothes, which, when new, afores, torn in getting over or through were dressed as ladies, with bonnets, fences, had all to be nicely darned ; tippets, cloaks, etc. When these dolls these we considered very troublesome, got old and tashed, we painted their and to avoid such work, we often took faces to look like men, with whiskers, more care of our clothes. But the two and dressed them as sailors or Highhours of mending were far from dull, landers, and even got the gamekeeper as we sang song after song the whole to dress the skin of a mouse (head and time, at least after Miss P. became our all), of which we made a suitable purse governess. She sang no end of Scotch for our Highlander.

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Sunday, and all through the week, lessons. I also remember dancing to we were called at 7 A.M., and did our it when played by one of our tenants in Bible lesson from eight to nine, at his own house. One night my two which hour we breakfasted, which could eldest sisters and our brother settled never have taken us more than ten they would waltz with us, and the piper minutes; then out to play. Sometimes, played the “Highland Laddie." We I may say in general, we three school- had great difficulty in getting him to room children breakfasted alone on play it so as to suit our dancing to it. porridge and milk, and nothing after In the dining-room, our father wonit, no bread and jelly — nothing of the dered what the piper could be about, sort. A plate of porridge and a small and was so angry when he came out bowl of milk must be finished by each and saw us waltzing to the pipes that I of us ; for if left, and seen by the gov- do not believe any of us ever did such

on her return from breakfast, a thing again. we were sent for and had to finish it I do not remember if there was a cold. Now and again we managed to child in the nursery at the time the get part of it given to one of the deer- following event happened, but we three hounds, but this was not easily done. schoolroom children, our governess, From ten to twelve, lessons ; at twelve, and the maidservants, were alone in lunch - oatcake or broth; one to three, Glengarry House. It was during the walk round the home parks, the same winter, and the elder members of the walk every fine day; at three, dinner; family and the menservants were all at six, supper, porridge, or oatcake and south. One Sunday evening our gov. milk. After six, dress and go down to erness was quietly writing in her own the dining-room at fruit-time, when bedroom, not the schoolroom, where we always got some ; and J. and I had we were.

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a well-understood to sing any song we were desired, for rule that none of us should meddle which purpose J. and I were often with the fire, but in due time my sister kept longer, seated on the dining-room J. said the fire would soon die out, and floor, with the baby on one of our laps, put on some peats. Soon after, I prothe other amusing it with a bunch of ceeded to do the same, and to prevent keys, while both of us were singing it my doing so, J. held her dress across song after song. The piper always the fireplace with both her hands ; in played during dinner three times, and our struggle about the peats her dress three times after the ladies had left the caught fire, causing a shout which soon dining-room. He played for us too. brought in our governess, who at once As there were only three of us (then) crushed out the flames without catchin the schoolroom, and as four were ing fire he elf, though dressed in white required for a reel, a strathspey, or a muslin, with an Indian shawl, in which reel of Tulloch, we were allowed to go one or two small holes were burned, for the housekeeper, mamma's maid, What would people think now of such the nursery or the schoolroom maids, clothing for the dead of winter? cotton to dance with us. We might have the dresses for old and young when in, piper any night; but if we were too doors, with woollen ones above them long between our dances, he was sent when out walking. We children were away, as papa insisted he was not to be constantly out in frost and snow in kept idle for us. The pipes must have our house-dresses. There was a pair been the first instrument we ever heard of white swans on Loch Oich which it played, as the piper played in front of was my particular pleasure and charge the house six days in the week. My to feed during the winter; and when

; elder sisters and the governess all played out doing so, I was just dressed as if the piano, and one of the menservants in the house, no bonnet, standing on played the flute, which we thought the suow or frosted grass, calling the beautiful. The violin we learl our swans across the water till they came master playing when we had dancing land ate my corn or raw potatoes.

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