rejected, shed tears of grief and indignation. From that moment his whole manner was so much altered, that he could scarcely have been recognised for the same soaring and ardent spirit, for whom the earth seemed too narrow but a week before. The retreat had continued for several days, when Edward, to his surprise, early upon the 12th of December, received a visit from the Chieftain, in his quarters in a hamlet, about half way between Shap and Penrith.

Having had no intercourse with the Chieftain since their rupture, Edward waited with some anxiety an explanation of his unexpected visit; nor could he help being surprised, and somewhat shocked with the change in his appearance. His eye had lost much of its fire; his cheek was hollow, his voice languid, even his gait seemed less firm and elastic than it was wont; and his dress, to which he used to be particularly attentive, was now carelessly flung about him. He invited Edward to walk out with him by the little river in the vicinity; and smiled in a melancholy manner when he observed him take down and buckle on his sword. As soon as they were in a wild sequestered path by the side of the stream, « Our fine adventure is now totally ruined, Waverley, and I wish to know what you intend to do :-nay, never stare at me, man. I tell you I received a packet from my sister

yesterday, and, had I got the information it contains sooner, it would have prevented a quarrel, which I am always vexed when I think of. In a letter written after our dispute, I acquainted her with the cause of it, and she now replies to me, that she never had, nor could have, any purpose of giving you encouragement; so that it seems I have acted like a madman.-Poor Flora! she writes in high spirits; what a change will the news of this unhappy retreat make in her state of mind!»

Waverley, who was really much affected by the deep tone of melancholy with which Fergus spoke, affectionately entreated him to banish from his remembrance any unkindness which had arisen between them, and they once more shook hands, but now with sincere cordiality. Fergus again inquired of Waverley what he intended to do. " Had you not better leave this luckless army, and get down before us into Scotland, and embark for the continent from some of the eastern ports that are still in our possession? When you are out of the kingdom, your friends will easily negotiate your pardon; and, to tell you the truth, I wish you would carry Rose Bradwardine with you as your wife, and take Flora also under your joint protection.»-Edward looked surprised-« She loves you, and I believe you love her, though, perhaps, you

have not found it out, for you are not celcbrated for knowing your own mind very pointedly." He said this with a sort of smile.

« How,» answered Edward, « can you advise me to desert the expedition in which we are all embarked?»

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Embarked! the vessel is going to pieces, and it is full time for all who can to get into the long-boat to leave her. >>

Why, what will other gentlemen do, and why did the Highland Chiefs consent to this retreat, if it is so ruinous?»

«O, they think that, as on former occasions, the heading, hanging, and forfeiting, will chiefly fall to the lot of the Lowland gentry; that they will be left secure in their poverty and their fastnesses, there, according to their proverb, 'to listen to the wind upon the hill till the waters abate.' But they will be disappointed; they have been too often troublesome to be so repeatedly passed over, and this time John Bull has been too heartily frightened to recover his good humour for some time. The Hanoverian ministers always deserved to be hanged for rascals, but now, if they get the power in their hands,—as soon or late they must, since there is neither rising in England nor assistance from France, they will deserve the gallows as fools, if they leave a single clan in the Highlands in a situation to be again troublesome to government. Ay, they will

make root and branch work, I warrant them,» « And while you recommend flight to me, a counsel which I will rather die than embrace, what are your own views?»

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O, my fate is settled. Dead or captive I must be before to-morrow.»

<< What do you mean by that? The enemy is still a day's march in our rear, and if he comes up, we are still strong enough to keep him in check. Remember Gladsmuir. »

« What I tell you is true notwithstanding, so far as I am individually concerned.>

<< Upon what authority can you found so melancholy a prediction?»>

« On one which never failed a person of my house-I have seen," he said, lowering his voice, « the Bodach Glas."

« Bodach Glas?»

«Yes: Have you been so long at Glennaquoich, and never heard of the Grey Spectre? though indeed there is a certain reluctance among us to mention him.»

« No, never."

« Ah! it would have been a tale for poor Flora to have told you. Or if that hill were Benmore, and that long blue lake, which you see just winding towards yon mountainous country, were Loch Tay, or my own Loch an Ri, the tale would be better suited with scenery. However, let us sit down on this knoll; even Saddleback and Ulswater will suit what

I have to say better than the English hedgerows, inclosures, and farm houses.-You must know, then, that when my ancestor, Ian nan Chaistel, wasted Northumberland, there was associated with him in the expedition a sort of scuthland chief, or captain of a band of Lowlanders, called Halbert Hall. In their return through the Cheviots, they quarrelled about the division of the great booty they had acquired, and came from words to blows. The Lowlanders were cut off to a man, and their chief fell the last, covered with wounds, by the sword of my ancestor. Since that time, his spirit has crossed the Vich Ian Vohr of the day when any great disaster was impending, but especially before approaching death. My father saw him twice; once before he was made prisoner at Sherriff-Muir; another time on the morning of the day on which he died."

<< How can you, my dear Fergus, tell such nonsense with a grave face?»>>

<< I do not ask you to believe it; but I tell you the truth, ascertained by three hundred years' experience at least, and last night by my own eyes."

<< The particulars, for heaven's sake!»

« I will, on condition you will not attempt a jest upon the subject.—Since this unhappy retreat commenced, I have scarce ever been able to sleep for thinking of my clan, and of