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room, the beams of which, combined like those of with an emphasis of strong scorn at the implied Westminster-Hall, were rudely carved at the extre- doubt, "How should there be any question of that, mties, remained nearly in the situation in which it and us in your lordship's house?-Chance of supper, had been left after the entertainment at Allan Lord indeed !--but ye'll no be for butcher-meat ? There's Ravenswood's
funeral. Overturned pitchers, and walth o' fat poultry, ready either for spit or brander black jacks, and pewter stoups, and flagons, still The fat capon, Mysic!" he added, calling out as boldly cumbered the large oaken table; glasses, those more as if such a thing had been in existence. perishable implements of conviviality, many of which 'Quite unnecessary," said Bucklaw, who deemed had been voluntarily sacrificed by the guests in their himself bound in courtesy to relieve some part of the enthusiastic pledges to javourite toasts strewed the anxious butler's perplexity, "if you have any thing stone floor with their fragments. As for the articles cold, or a morsel of bread." af plate, lent for the purpose by friends and kinsfolk, "The best of bannocks!" exclaimed Caleb, much those had been carefully withdrawn so soon as the relieved; "and, for cauld meat, a' that we hae is ostentatious display, of festivity, equally unnecessary cauld eneugh, -hawbeit maist of the cauld meat and and strangely
timed, had been made and ended. No pastry was gien to the poor folk after the ceremony of thing, in short, remained that indicated wealth; all interment, as gude reason was; nevertheless" the signs were those of recent wastefulness, and pre- "Come, Caleb," said the Master of Ravenswood, sent desolation. The black cloth hangings, which," I must cut this matter short. This is the young on the late mournful occasion, replaced the tattered laird of Bucklaw; he is under hiding, and therefore, moth-eaten tapestries, had been partly
pulled down, you knowand dangling from the wall in irregular festoons, dis- "He'll be nae nicer than your lordship's honour, closed the rough stone-work of the building, un- I'se warrant," answered Caleb, cheerfully, with a nod smoothed either by plaster or the chisel. The seats of intelligence; "I am sorry that the gentleman is thrown down, or left in disorder, intimated the care under distress, but I am blithe that he canna sa less confusion which had concluded the mournful muckle agane our house-keeping, for I believe his ar. revel. "This room," said Ravenswood, holding up pinches may match ours ;- no that we are pinched, the lamp--"this room, Mr. Hayston, was riotous thank God," he added, retracting the admission which when it should have been sad, it is a just retribution he had made in his first burst of joy, "but nae doubt that it should now be sad when it ought to be cheer- we are waur aff than we hae been, or suld be. Ang ful."
for eating, -what signifies telling a lee? there's just They left this disconsolate apartment, and went up the hinder end of the mutton-ham that has been but stairs, where, after opening one or two doors in vain, three times on the table, and the nearer the bane the Ravenswood led the way into a little matted anti- sweeter, as your honours weel ken; and-there's the room, in which, to their great joy, they found a tolera- heel of the ewe-milk kebbuck, wi'a bit of nice butbly good fire, which Mysie, by some such expedient ter, and-and-that's a' that's to trust to." And as Caleb had suggested, had supplied with a reasona- with great alacrity he produced his slender stock of ble quantity of fuel. Glad at the heart to see more
of provisions, and placed them with much formality comfort than the castle had yet seemed to offer, Buck- upon a small round table betwixt the two gentlemen,
aw rubbed his hands heartily over the fire, and now who were not deterred either by the homely quality listened with more complacency to the apologies or limited quantity of the repast from doing it full jus. which the Master of Ravenswood offered. *Com- tice. Caleb in the mean while waited on them with fort," he said, "I
cannot provide for you, for I have it grave officiousness, as if anxious to make up, by his pot for myself; it is long since these walls have known own respectful assiduity, for the want of all other Lif , indeed, they were ever acquainted
with it. Shel attendance. ter and safety, I think, I can promise you."
But alas ! how little on such occasions can form, "Excellent matters, Master," replied Bucklaw, however anxiously and scrupulously observed, supply "and, with a mouthful of food and wine, positively the lack of substantial fare Bucklaw, who had ea all I can require to-night."
gerly eaten a considerable portion of the thrice-sacked "I fear," said the Master, "your supper will be a mutton-ham, now began to demand ale. poor one; I hear the matter in discussion betwixt "I wadna just presume to recommend our ale," Caleb and Mysie. Poor Balderston is something said Caleb; "the maut was ill made, and there was deaf, amongst his other accomplishments, so that awfu' thunder last week; but siccan water as the much of what he means should be spoken aside is Tower well has
ye'll seldom see, Bucklaw, and that overheard by the whole audience, and especially by l'se engage for." those from whom he is most anxious to conceal his " But if your ale is bad, you can let us have some private mancuyres-Hark!".
wine," said Bucklaw, making a grimace at the menThey listened, and heard the old domestic's voice tion of the pure element which Caleb so earnestly un conversation with Mysie to the following effect. recommended. Just mak the best o't, mak the best o't, woman; "Wine?" answered Caleb, undauntedly, "eneagh it's easy to put a fair face on ony thing."
of wine; it was but twa days syne--wae's me for the "But the auld brood-hen ?-she'll be as teugh as cause--there was as much wine drunk in this house bow-strings and bend-leather!'"
as would have floated a pinnace. There never was "Say ye made a mistake-say ye made a mistake, lack of wine at Wolf's Crag." Mysie" replied the faithful seneschal, in a soothing "Do fetch us some then," said his master, "in.. and undertoned voice; "tak it a on yoursell ; never stead of talking about it.""' And Caleb boldly deet the credit of the house suffer."
parted. "But the brood-hen," remonstrated Mysie-"ou, Every expended butt in the old cellar did he set she's sitting some gate aneath the dais in the hall, a-tilt, and shake with the desperate expectation of and I am feared to gae in in the dark for the bogle collecting enough of the grounds of claret to fill the and if I didna see the bogle, I could as ill see the hen, large pewter measure which he carried in his band. for it's pit-mirk, and there's no another light in the Alas! each had been too devoutly drained ; and, with house, save that very blessed lamp whilk the Master all the squeezing and maneuvring which his craft as has in his ain hand. And if I had the hen, she's to a butler suggested, he could only collect about half a pu', and to draw,
and to dress; how can I do that, and quart that seemed presentable. "Still, however, Caleb them sitting by the only fire we have ?".
was too good a general to renounce the field without "Weel, weel, Mysie," said the butler," bide ye a stratagem to cover his retreat. He undauntedly there a wee, and I'll try to get the lamp wiled away threw down an empty fiagon, as if he had stumbled Srae them.
at the entrance of the apartment; called upon Mysie Accordingly, Caleb Balderston entered the apart- to wipe up the wine that had never been spilt, and ment, little aware that so much of his by-play bad placing the other vessel on the table, hoped there was been audible there. "Well, Caleb, my old friend, is still enough left for their honours. There was indeed; there any chance of supper ?" said the Master of Ra- for even Bucklaw, a sworn friend to the grape, found venswood.
no encouragement to renew his first attack upon the Chance of supper. your lordship?". said Calebs / vintage of Wolf's Crag, but contented bimself, howet
évet reluctantly, with a draught of fair water. Ar- snake? You see I am in the way of smothering my rangements were now made for his repose; and
as vipers one by one." in the seeret chamber was assigned for this purpose, it "I have commenced the battle, at least, Bucklaw, fürnished Caleb with a first-rate and most plausible and I have had a fair vision of an angel who de apology for all deficiencies of furniture, bedding, &c. scended to my assistance," replied the Master. "For wha," said he would have thought of the "Woe's me!" said his guest, "no vision can I exsecret chaumer being needed ? it has not been used pect, unless my aunt, Lady Girnington, should betake since the time of the Gowrie Conspiracy, and I durst herself to the tomb, and then it would be the sub never let a woman ken of the entrance to it, or your stance of her heritage rather than the appearance of honour will allow that it was not hae been a secret her phantom that I should consider as the support of chaumer lang.”
my good resolutions.-But this same breakfast, Master,-
does the deer that is to make the pasty run yet
on foot, as the ballad has it ?" CHAPTER VIII.
"I will inquire into that matter," said his enter
tainer, and, leaving the apartment, he went in search The hearth in hall was black and dead,
of Caleb, whom, after some difficulty, he found in an No board was dight in bower within, Nor merry bowl nor welcome bed;
obscure sort of dungeon, which had been in former "Here's sorry cheer," quoth the Heir of Linne.
times the buttery of the castle. Here the old man Old Ballad. was employed busily in the doubtful task of burnish
ing a pewter flagon until it should take the hue and The feelings of the prodigal Heir of Linne, as ex- semblance of silver-plate. "I think it may do-I pressed in that excellent old song, when, after dissi- think it might pass, if they winna bring it ower muckle pating his whole fortune, he found himself the de- in the light of the window!" were the ejaculations serted inhabitant of "the lonely lodge," might per- which he muttered from time to time, as if to encour. haps have some resemblance to those of the Master age himself in his undertaking, when
he was inter of Ravenswood in his deserted mansion of Wolf's rupted by the voice of his master. “Take this," said Qrag. The Master, however, had this advantage over the Master of Ravenswood, " and get what is neces the spendthrift in the legend, that if he was in simi- sary for the family." And with these words he gave lar distress, he could not impute it to his own impru- to the old butler the purse which had on the preceding dence. His misery had been bequeathed to him by evening so narrowly escaped the fangs of Craigenhis father, and, joined to his high blood, and to a title gelt. The old man shook his silvery and thin locks, which the courteous might give, or the churlish with and Inoked with an expression of the most heartfele hold, at their pleasure, it was the whole inheritance anguish
at his master as he weighed in liis hand the he had derived from his ancestry.
slender treasure, and said in a sorrowful voice, "And Perhaps this melancholy, yet consolatory reflec- is this a' that's left ?!. tion, crossed the mind of the unfortunate young nori "All that is left at present," said the Master, affectbleman with a breathing of comfort. Favourable to ing more cheerfulness than perhaps he really felt, calm reflection, as well as to the Muses, the morning, is just the green purse and the wee pickle gowd, as while it dispelled the shades of night, had a compos- the old song says; but we shall do better one day, ing and sedative effect upon the stormy passions by Caleb." which the Master of Rayengwood had been agitated "Before that day comes," said Caleb, "I doubt on the preceding day. He now felt himself able to there will be an end of an auld sang, and an auld servanalyze the different feelings by which he was agi- ing-man to boot. But it disna become me to speak tated, and much resolved to combat and to subdue that gate to your honour, and you looking sae pale. them. The morning, which had ariseni calm and Tak back the purse, and keep it to be making a show bright gave a pleasant effect even to the waste moor- before company; for if your honour would just tak a land view which was seen from the castle on looking bidding, and be whileş taking it out afore folk and pulto the landward, and the glorious ocean, crisped with ting it up again, there's naebody would refuse us trust, a thousand rippling waves of silver, extended on the for a' that's come and gane yet." other side, in awful yet complacent majesty, to the "But, Caleb," said the Master," I still intend to verge of the horizon. With such scenes of calm
sub- leave this country
very soon, and desire to do so with limity the human heart sympathizes even in its most the reputation of an honest man, leaving no debt distạrbed moods, and deeds of honour and virtue are behind
me, at least of my own contracting. inspired by their majestic influence.
"And gude right ye suld gang away as a true man To seek out Bucklaw in the retreat which he had and so ye shall; for auld Caleb can tak the wyte of afforded him was the first occupation of the Master, whatever is taen on for the house, and then it will be after he had performed with a scrutiny unusually a' just ae man's burden; and I will live just as weel in severe, the important task of self-examination. "How the tolbooth as out of it, and the credit of the family now, Bucklaw ?! was his morning's salutation- will be a safe and sound." 'how like you the couch in which the exiled Earl of The master endeavoured, in vain, to mako Caleb Angus once slept in security, when he was pursued by comprehend, that the butler's incurring the responthe full energy of a king's resentment 34
sibility of debts in his own person, would rather add to "Umph! returned the sleeper awakened; "I have thạn remove the objections which he had to their little to complain of where so great a man was quar- being contracted. He spoke to a premier, too busy tered before me, only the mattress was of the hardest, in devising ways and means to puzzle himself with the vault somewhat damp, the rats rather more mu- refuting the arguments offered against their justice or tinous than I would have expected from the state of expediency. Caleb's larder; and if there had been shutters to that There's Eppię Sma'trash will trust us for ale," grated window, or a curtain to the bed, I should think said Caleb to himself; "she has lived a' her life under it
, upon the whole, an improvement in your accom- the family and maybe wi' a soup brandy I canna modations."
say for wine-she is but a lone woman, and gets her "It is, to be sure, forlorn enough," said the Master, claret by a runlet at a time-but I'll work a wee drap looking around the small yault ; " but if you will rise out o' her by fair means or foul. For doos, there's the and leave it, Caleb wili endeavour to find you a better doocott there will be poultry amang the tenants breakfast than your supper of last night."
though Luckie Chirnside says she has paid the kain "Pray, let it be no better," said Bucklaw, getting twice ower. We'll mak she, an it like your honourup, and endeavouring to dress himself as well as the we'll mak shift-keep your heart abune, for the house pbscurity of the place would permit,-"let it, I say, sall haud it's credit as lang as auld Caleb is to the be no better, if you mean me to persevere in my pro- fore." posed reformation. The very recollection of Caleb's The entertainment which the old man's exertions beverage has done more to suppress my longing to of various kinds enabled him to present to the young open the day, vrith a morning-draught than twenty gentlemen for three or four days, was certainly of no sermons would have done. And you, Master, have splendid description, but it may readily be believed it you been able to give battle valiantly to your bosom-1 was set before no critical guests, and even the disJ1! 11
202 tresses, excuses, evasions, and shifts of Caleb, afforded There already existed in his bosom two contratamusement to the young men, and added a sort of dictory, passions ---a desire to revenge the death of interest to the scrambling and irregular style of their his father, strangely qualified by admiration of his table. They had indeed occasion to seize on every enemy's daughter. Against the former feeling he had circumstance that might serve to diversify or enliven struggled, until it seemed to him upon the wane; time, which otherwise passed away so heavily. Thagainst the latter he used no means of resistance, for
Bucklaw, shut out from his usual field-sports and he did not suspect its existence. That this was acjoyous carouses by the necessity of remaining con- tually the case, was chiefly evinced by his resuming cealed within the walls of the castle, became a joyless his resolution to leave Scotland. Yet, though such and uninteresting companion. When the Master of was his purpose, he remained day after day at Wolf's Ravenswood would no longer fence or play at shovel Crag, without taking measures for carrying it into exeboard--when he himself had polished to the extremity cution. It is true, that he had written to one or two the coat of his palfrey with brush, currycomb, and kinsmen, who resided in a distantquarter of Scotland, hair-cloth-when he had seen him eat his provender, and particularly to the Marquis of intimating and gently lie down in his stall, he could hardly help his purpose,
and when pressed upon the subject by envying the animal's apparent acquiescence in a life Bucklaw, he was wont to allege the necessity of so monotonous. " The stupid brute," he said, "thinks waiting for their reply, especially that
of the Marquis, neither of the race-ground or the hunting-field, or his before taking so decisive a measure. green paddock at Backlaw, but enjoys himself as The Marquis was rich and powerful; and although comfortably when haltered to the rack in this ruinous he was suspected to entertain sentiments unfavourvault, as if he had been foaled in it; and I who have able to the government
established at the Revolution, the freedom of a prisoner at large to range through he had nevertheless address enough to head a party the dungeons of this wretched old tower, can hardly, in the Scottish Privy Council, connected with the betwixt whistling and sleeping, contrive to pass away high church faction in England, and powerful enough the hour till dinner-time."
to menace those to whom the Lord Keeper adhered, And with this disconsolate reflection, he wended with a probable subversion of their power. The conhis way to the bartizan or battlements of the tower, sulting, with a personage of such importance was a to watch what objects might appear on the distant plausible excuse, which Ravenswood used to Buckmoor, or to pelt, with pebbles and pieces of lime, the law, and probably to himself, for continuing his resisea-mews and cormorants
which established them- dence at Wolf's Crag; and it was rendered yet more selves incautiously within the reach of an idle young so by a general report which began to be current, of man !
a probable change of ministers and measures in the Ravenswood, with a mind incalculably deeper and Scottish administration. These rumours, strongly more powerful than that of his companion, had his asserted by some, and as resolutely denied by others, own anxious subjects of reflection,
which wrought as their wishes or interest dictated, found their way for him the same unhappinesg that sheer ennui and even in the ruinous Tower of Wolf's Crag, chiefly want of occupation inflicted on his companion. The through the medium of Caleb the butler, who, among first sight of Lucy Ashton had been less impressive his other excellences, was an ardent politician, and than her image proved to be upon reflection. As the seldom made an excursion from the old fortress to the depth and violence of that revengeful passion, by neighbouring village of Wolf's-hope, without bringwhich he had been actuated in seeking an interview ing back what tidings were current in the vicinity. with the father, began to abate by degrees, he looked But if Bucklaw could not offer any satisfactory obback on his conduct towards the daughter as harsh jections to the delay of the Master in leaving Scotland, and unworthy towards a female of rank and beauty, he did not the less suffer with impatience the state of Her looks of grateful acknowledgment, her words of inaction to which it confined him; and it was only the affectionate courtesy, had been repelled with some ascendency which his new companion had acquired thing which approached to disdain; and if the Mas over him, that induced him to submit to a course of ter of Ravenswood had sustained wrongs at the hand life so alien to his habits and inclinations. of Sir William Ashton, his conscience told him they "You were wont
to be thought a stirring active had been unhandsomely resented towards his daugh- young fellow, Master," was his frequent remonstrance; ter. When his thoughts took this turn of self-re- *yet here you seem determined to live on and on like proach, the recollection of Lucy
Ashton's beautiful a rat in a hole, with this trifling difference, that the features rendered yet more interesting by the
circum. wiser vermin chooses a hermitage where he can find stances in which their meeting had taken place, made food at least; but as for us, Caleb's excuses become an impression upon
his mind at once soothing and longer as his diet turns more spare, and I fear we shall painful. The sweetness of her voice, the delicacy of realize the stories they tell of the sloth,we have her expressions, the vivid glow of her filial affec- almost eat up the last green leaf on the plant, and tion, embittered his regret at having repulsed her gra- have nothing left for it but to drop from the tree and átude with rudeness, while, at the same time, ihey break our necks." placed before his imagination a picture of the most “Do not fear it," said Ravenswood; "there is a fate seducing sweetness.
watches for us, and we too have a stake in the revoluEven young Ravenswood's strength of moral feel- tion that is now impending, and which already has ing and rectitude of purpose at once increased the alarmed many, a bosom." danger of cherishing these recollections, and the pro- "What fate-what revolution ?" inquired his compensity to entertain them. Firmly resolved as he was panion. "We have had one revolution too much to subdue, if possible, the predominating vice in his already, I think." character, he admitted with willingness nay, he Ravenswood interrupted him by putting inte, his summoned up in his imagination, the ideas by which hands a letter. it could be most powerfully counteracted; and, while "O," answered Bucklaw, "iny, dream is outhe did so, a sense of his own harsh conduct towards thought I heard Caleb this morning pressing some the daughter of his enemy naturally induced him, as unfortunate fellow to a drink of cold water, and if by way of recompense, to invest her with more of assuring him
it was better
for his stomach in the grace and beauty than perhaps she could actually morning than ale or brandy." claim.
"It was my Lord of
A's courier," said RaHad any one at this period told the Master of Ra- venswood, who, doomed to experience his ostenverswood that he had so lately vowed vengeance tatious hospitality, which I believe ended in sour beer against the whole lineage of him whom he considered, and herrings-Read, and you will see the news he haspot unjustly, as author of his father's ruin and death, brought us." he might at first have repelled the charge as a foul "I will as fast as I can," said Bucklaw;"but I am calumny: yet, upon serious self-examination, he no great clerk, nor does his lordship seem to be the would have been compelled to admit that it had, at first of scribes."; one period, some foundation in truth, though, accord- The reader will peruse, in a few seconds by the aid ing to the present tone of his sentiments, it was diffi- of our friend Ballantyne's types, what took Bucklaw cult to believe that this had really been the case. da good half hour in the perusal, though assisted by Vol. II. : !
TALES OF MY LANDLORD.
[CHAP, vm. the Master of Ravenswood. The tenor was as fol- | the times of the first and second Charles, and of lows:
the last James, truly I see little reason, that, as a man
or a patriot, I should draw my sword for their de" Right Honourable our Cousin,
scendants." "Our hearty commendations premised, these come "Humph !" replied Bucklaw; so you have set yourto assure you of the interest which we take in your self down to mourn over the crop-eared dogs, whom welfare, and in your purposes towards its augmenta- honest Claver'se treated
as they deserved? tion. If we have been less active in showing forth our "They first gave the dogs an ill name, and then eflective good-will towards you than, as a loving kins-hanged them," replied Ravenswood. “I hope to see man and blood-relative, we would willingly have de- the day when justice shall be open to Whig and Tory sired, we request that you will impute it to lack of op- and when these pick-names shall only be used among portunity to show our good-liking, not to any coldness coffee-house politicians, as slut and jade are among of our will
. Touching your resolution to travel in apple women, as cant terms of idle spite and rariforeign parts, as at this time we hold the same little cour" advisabe, in respect that your ill-willers may, accord- That will not be in our days, Master--the iron has ing to the custom of such persons, impute motives for entered too deeply into our sides and our souls." your journey, whereof, although we know and believe "It will be, however, one day,” replied the Master you to be as clear as ourselves, yet natheless their men will not always start at these nick-names as words may find credence in places where the belief in at a trumpet-sound. As social life is better protect them may much prejudice you, and which we should ed, its comforts will become too dear to be hazarded see with more unwillingness and displeasure than with without some better reason than speculative politics. means of remedy.
"It is fine talking," answered Bucklaw ; "but my "Having thus, as becometh our kindred, given you heart is with the old song, our poor mind on the subject of your journeying forth of Scotland, we would willingly add reasons of
• To see good corn upon the rige,
to hang the Whigs, weight, which might materially advantage you and And the right restored where the right should he, your father's house, thereby to determine you to abide 0, that is the thing that would wanton me." at Wolf's Crag, until this harvest season shall be passed over. But what sayeth the proverb, verbum "You may sing as loudly as you will, cantabut sapienti, –a word is more to him that hath wisdom vacuus," -answered the Master ; " but I believe the than a sermon to a fool. And albeit we have written Marquis is too wise, at least too wary, to join you in this poor scroll with our own hånd, and are well such a burden. I suspect he alludes to a revolution assured of the fidelity of our messenger, as him that is in the Scottish Privy Council, rather than in the Britmany ways bounden to us, yet so it is, that sliddery ish kingdoms.! ways crave wary walking, and that we may not peril "O, confusion to your state-tricks!", exclaimed upon paper matters which we would gladly impart to Bucklaw, "your cold calculating maneuvres, which you by word of mouth. Wherefore, it was our pur-old gentlemen in wrought nightcaps and furred pose to have prayed you heartily to come to this our gowns execute like so many games at chess, and harren Highland country to kill a stag, and to treat of displace a treasurer or lord commissioner as they the matters which we are now more painfully indict- would take a rook or a pawn. Tennis for my spori, ing to you anent. But commodity does not serve at and battle for my earnest! My racket and my sword present for such our meeting, which, therefore, shall for my plaything and bread-winner! And you, Master, be deferred intil sic time as we may in all mirth re- so deep and considerate as you would seem, you have hearse those things whereof we now keep silence that within you makes the blood boil faster than suúts Mean time, we pray you to think that we are, and will your present humour of moralizing on political truths. still be, your good kinsman and well-wisher, waiting You are one of those wise men who see every thing but for times of whilk we do, as it were, entertain a with great composure till their blood is up, and then twilight prospect, and appear and hope to be also your --wo to any one who should put them in mind of effectual well-doer. And in which hope are heartily their own prudential maxims!" write ourself,
"Perhaps," said Ravenswood, "you read me Right Honourable,
more rightly than I can myself
. But to think justly "Your loving cousin,
will certainly go some length in helping me to act so.
But hark! I hear Caleh tolling the dinner bell." Given from our poor
"Which he always does with the more sonorous house of B &c."
grace, in proportion to the meagerness of the cheer Superscribed—"For the right honourable, and our infernal clang and jangle, which will one day bring
as if that donoured kinsman, the Master of Ravenswood
These, with haste, haste, post hasteride and run until the belfry down the cliff could convert a starved hen these be delivered."
into a fat capon, and a blade-bone of mutton into a
haunch of venison." "What think you of this epistle, Bucklaw?" said "I wish we may be so well off as your worst the Master, when his companion had hammered out conjectures surmise, Bucklaw, from the extreme all the sense, and almost all the words of which it solemnity and ceremony with which Caleb seems to consisted.
place on the table that solitary covered dish." "Truly, that the Marquis's meaning is as great a “ Uncover, Caleb !'uncover, for Heaven's sake! riddle as his manuscript. He is really
in much need said Bucklaw; "let us have what you can give us of Wit's Interpreter, or the Complete Letter-Writer, without preface-Why, it stands
well enough, man, and were l you, I would send him a copy by the bearer he continued, addressing impatiently, the ancient He writes you very kindly to remain wasting your butler, who, without reply, kept shifting the dish, time and your money in this vile, stupid, oppressed until he had at length placed it with mathematica country, without so much as offering you the counte- precision in the very midst of the table. nance and shelter of his house. In my opinion, he "What have we got here, Caleb ?" inquired the has some scheme in view in which he supposes you Master in his turn. can be useful, and he wishes to keep you al hand, to "Ahem!'sir, ye suld have known before; but his make use of you when it ripens, reserving the power honour the Laird of Bucklaw is so impatient of turning you adrift, should his plot fail in the concoc- answered Caleb, still holding the dish
with one hand, tion."
and the cover with the
other, with evident reluctance * His plot ?--then you suppose it is a treasonable to disclose the contents. business," answered Ravenswood.
But what is it, a God's name--not a pair of clean What else can it be?" replied Bucklaw; "the spurs I hope, in the Border fashion of old times ?" Marquis has been long suspected to have an eye to "Ahem ! anem!" reiterated Caleb, "your honour Saint Germains."
is pleased to be faceticus-natheless, I might presums He shonld not 'engage me rashly in sych an o say it was a convenient fashion, and used, as anvenure." said Ravenswood; " when I recollect I have heard, in an honourable and thriving famár
Bat touching your present
, Caleb--my wardrobe, I suppose, being Saint Magdalen's Eve, who was a worthy is not very extensive. queen of Scotland in her day, your honours might "Not extensive !" echoed his assistant;, when judge it decorous, if not altogether to fast, yet only
to there is the gray and silver that your lordship besustain nature with some slight re action, as ane stowed on Hew Hildebrand, your outsider-and the saulted herring or the like.” And, ancovering the French velvet that went with my lord your fatherdish, he displayed four of the savoury fishes which he (be gracious to him!)---my lord your father's auld mentioned, adding, in a subdued tone, that they wardrobe to the puir friends of the family, and the were no just common herring neither, being every drap-de-berry" — ane melters, and sauted with uncommon çare by the "Which I gave to you, Caleb, and which, I suppose, housekeeper (poor Mysie) for his honour's especial is the only dress we have any chance to come at,
except that I wore yesterday-pray, hand me that Out upon all apologies!" said the Master, "let us and say no more about it." eat the herrings, since there is nothing better to be "If your honour has a fancy," replied Caleb," and had--but I begin to think with you, Bucklaw, that doubtless it's a sad-coloured suit, and you are in We are consuming the last green leaf, and that in mourning-nevertheless, I have never tried on the spite of the Marquis's political machinations, we drap-de-berry-ill wad it become me and your honour must positively shift camp for want of forage, with having no change of claiths at this present--and ut waiting the issue of them."
it's weel brushed, and as there are leddies down yonder
"Ladies!” said Ravenswood ; " and what ladies, CHAPTER IX.
pray ?" Ay, and when huntsmen wind the merry hom,
"What do I ken, your lordship ?-looking down at And from its covert starts the fearful prey,
them from the Warden's Tower, I could but see them Who, warm'd with youth's blood in his swelling veins, glent by wi' their bridles ringing, and their feathers Would, like a lifeless clod, outstretched lie,
Auttering, like the court of Elfand. Shut out from all the fair creation offers ?
Ethwald, Act I. Scene I.
"Well, well, Caleb," replied the Master, " help me
on with my cloak, and hand me my sword-belt.LIGHT meals procure light slumbers; and therefore What clatter is that in the court-yard?" it is not surprising, that considering the fare which "Just Bucklaw bringing out the horses," said Caleb's conscience, or his necessity, assuming, as will Caleb, after a glance through the window," as if sometimes happen, that disguise, had assigned to the there werena men eneugh in the castle, or as if I guests of Wolf's Crag, their slumbers should have couldna serve the turn of ony o' them that
are out of been short.
the gate." In the morning Bucklaw rushed into his host's "Alas! Caleb, we should want little, if your ability apartment with a loud halloo, which might have were equal to your will," replied his master. awaked the dead.
"And I hope your lordship disna want that muckle,” "Up! up! in the name of Heaven-the hunters are said Caleb; for, considering a' things I trust we supout, the only piece of sport I have seen this month; port the credit of the family as weel as things will and you lie here, Master, on a bed that has little to permit of,-only
Bucklaw is aye sae frank and sae recommend it, except that it may be something softer forward. --And there he has brought out your lordthan the stone floor of your ancestor's vault." ship's palfrey, without the saddle being decored wi
"I wish," said Ravenswood, raising his head peev- the broidered sumpter-cloth! and I could have brushed ishly, you had forborne so early a jest, Mr. Hayston it in a minute." it is really no pleasure to lose the very short repose "It is all very well,” said his master, escaping
from which I had just begun to enjoy, after a night spent him, and descending the narrow and steep winding in thoughts upon fortune far harder than my couch, staircase, which led to the court-yard. Bucklaw."
" It may be a' very weel," said Caleb, somewhat *Pshaw, pshaw!" replied his guest; "get up- peevishly; "but if your lordship wad tarry a bit, I get up-the hounds are abroad-I have saddled the will tell you what will not be very weel." horses myself, for old Caleb was calling for grooms "And what is that?" said Ravenswood impaand lackeys, and would never have proceeded without tiently, but stopping at the same time. two hours apology, for the absence of men that were Why,
just that ye suld speer ony gentlemen hame a hundred miles off. -- Get up, Master--I say the to dinner; for I canna mak anither fast on a feast hounds are out-get up, I say—the hunt is up." And day, as when I cam ower Bucklaw wi' Queen Maroff ran Bucklaw.
garet-and, to speak truth, if your lordship wad bat "And
I say,” said the Master, rising slowly," that please to cast yoursell in the way of dining wi' Lord nothing can concern me less. Whose hounds come Bittlebrains, l' se warrand I was cast about brawly so near to us ?”
for the morn; or if, stead o' that ye wad but dine wi “The Honourable Lord Bittlebrains'," answered them at the change-house, ye might mak your shift Caleb, who had followed the impatient Laird of Buck for the lawing; ye might say, ye had forgot your law into his master's bedroom, "and truly I ken nae purse or that the carline awed ye rent, and that ye title they have to be yowling and howling within the wad allow it in the settlement." freedoms and immunities of your lordship's right of "Or any other lie that came uppermost, I suppose ?"
master. “Good by, Caleb; I commend your * Nor 1, "Caleb," replied Ravenswood, “ excepting care for the honour of the family. And, throwing that they have bought both the lands and the right of himself on his horse, he followed Bucklaw, who, at forestry, and may think themselves entitled to exercise the manifest risk of his neck, had begun to gallop the rights they have paid their money for."
down the steep path which led from the Tower, as "It may be sae, my lord,” replied Caleb; "but it's soon as he saw Ravenswood have his foot in tho no gentleman's deed of them to come here and exer- stirrup: cise such like right, and your lordship living at your Caleb Balderstone looked anxiously after them ain castle of Wolf's Crag. Lord Bittlebrains would and shook his thin gray locks--" And I trust they will do weel to remember what his folk have been." come to no evil-but they have reached the plain,
"And we what we now are," said the Master, with and folk cannot say but that the horse are hearty and suppressed bitterness of feeling. "But reach me my in spirits." cloak, Caleb, and I will indulge Bucklaw with a sight Animated by the natural impetuosity and fire of his of this
chase. It is selfish to sacrifice my guest's temper, young Bucklaw rushed on with the careless pleasure to my own.".
speed of a whirlwind. Ravenswood was scarce more Sacrifice !' echoed Caleb, in a tone which seemed moderate in his pace, for his was a mind unwillingly to imply the total absurdity of his master making the roused from contemplative inactivity, but which least concession in deference to any one-"Sacrifice, when once put into motion, acquired a spirit of forciindeed but I crave your honour's pardon-- and ble and violent progession. Neither was his eager bilk doublet is it your pleasure to wear ?" ness proportioned in all cases to the motive of impilso