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at a' times; there's not a dern nook, or cove, or corri, in the whole country, that he's not acquainted with.” “ And do others beside your master shelter him?”
My master? — My master is in Heaven," answered Evan, haughtily; and then immediately assuming his usual civilily of manner, 6 But you mean my Chief; no, he does not shelter Donald Bean Lean, nor any that are like him; he only allows him (with a smile) wood and water.”
“ No great boon, I should think, Evan, when both seem to be very plenty.”
" Ah! but ye dinna see through it. When I say wood and water, I mean the loch and the land; and I fancy Donald would be put till't if the laird were to look for him wi' Ihreescore men in the wood of Kailychat yonder; and if our boats, with a score or twa mair, were to come down the loch to Uaimh an Ri, headed by mysell, or ony other pretty man."
“ But suppose a strong party came against him from the Low Country, would not your Chief defend him?" “Na, he would not ware the spark of a flint for him
if they came with the law."
“And what must Donald do, then?”
“ He behoved to rid this country of himsell, and fall back, it may be, over the mount upon Letter Scriven.”
6 And if he were pursued to that place?”
Well, but if they followed him to Rannoch?” " That,” quoth Evan, " is beyond all belief; and, indeed, to tell you the truth, there durst not a Lowlander in all Scotland follow the fray a gun-shot beyond Bally-Brough, unless he had the help of the Sidier Dhu."
" Whom do you call so ?”
“The Sidier Dhu? the black soldier; that is what they call the independent companies that were raised to keep peace and law in the Highlands. Vich Ian Vobr commanded one of them for five years, and I was sergeant myself, I shall warrant ye. They call them Sidier Dhu, because they wear the tarlans, as they call your men,-King George's men,-Sidier Roy, or red soldiers."
" Well, but when you were in King George's pay, Evan, you were surely King George's soldiers ?”
“Troth, and you must ask Vich Ian Vohr about that; for we are for his king, and care not much which o' them it is. At ony rate, nobody can say we are King George's men now, when we have not seen his pay this twelvemonlh.”
This last argument admitted of no reply, nor did Edward atlempt any : he rather chose to bring back the discourse to Donald
Bean Lean.“ Does Donald confine himself lo cattle, or does he lift, as you call it, any thing else that comes in his way?”
“ Troth, he's nae nice body, and he'll just tak ony thing, but most readily cattle, horse, or live Christians; for sheep are slow of travel, and inside plenishing is cumbrous to carry, and not easy to put away for siller in this country."
“ But does he carry off men and women?"
6 Out, ay. Did not ye hear hin speak o' the Perth bailie? It cost that body five hundred merks ere he got to the south of BallyBrough. And ance Donald played a prelty sport. There was to be a blythe bridal between the Lady Cramfeezer, in the howe o' the Mearns, (she was the auld laird's widow, and no sae young as she had been hersell, ) and young Gilliewhackit, who had spent his heirship and moveables, like a gentleman, at cock-matches, bullbailings, horse-races, and the like. Now, Donald Bean Lean, being aware that the bridegroom was in request, and wanting to cleik the cunzie (that is, to hook the siller,) he cannily carried off Gilliewhackit ae night when he was riding dovering hame, (wi' the malt rather abune the meal,) and with the help of his gillies he gat him into the hills with the speed of light, and the first place he wakened in was the cove of Uaimh an Ri. So there was old to do about ransoming the bridegroom; for Donald would not lower a farthing of a thousand punds”
" The devil!”
"Punds Scottish, ye shall understand. And the Lady had not the siller, if she had pawned her gown ; and they applied to the governor o' Stirling castle, and to the major o' the Black Watch ; and the governor said, it was ower far to the northward, and out of his district; and the major said, his men were gane hame to the shearing, and he would not call them out before the victual was got in for all the Cramfeezers in Christendom, let alane the Mearns, for that it would prejudice the country. And in the mean while ye'll no hinder Gilliewhackit to take the smallpox. There was not the doctor in Perth or Stirling would look near the poor lad; and I cannot blame them, for Donald had been misguggled by ane of these doctors about Paris, and he swore he would fling the first into the loch that he catched beyond the Pass. However, some
The story of the bridegroom carried off by Caterans, on his bridal-day, is taken from one which was told to the author by the late Laird of Mac-Nab, many years since. To carry off persons from the Lowlands, and to put them to ransom, was a common practice with the wild Highlanders, as it is said to be at the present day with the banditti in the South of Italy. Upon the occasion alluded to, a party of Calerans carried off the bridegroom, and secreled him in some cave near the mountain of Schihallion. The young man caught the small-pox before his ransom could be agreed on; and whether it was the fine cool air of the place, or the want of medical attendance, Mac-Nab did not pretend to be positive; but so it was, that the prisoner recovered, his ransom was paid, and he was reslored to his friends and bride, but always considered the Highland robbers as having saved bis life, by their treatment of his malady.
cailliachs, ( that is, old women,) that were about Donald's hand, nursed Gilliewhackit sae weel, that between the free open air in the cove and the fresh whey, deil an he did not recover may be as weel as if he had been closed in a glazed chamber and a bed with curtains, and fed with red wine and white meal. And Donald was sae vexed about it, that when he was stout and weel, he even sent him free hame, and said he would be pleased with ony thing they would like to gie him for the plague and trouble which he had about Gilliewhackit to an unkenn'd degree. And I cannot tell you precisely how they sorted; but they agreed sae right that Donald was invited to dance at the wedding in his Highland trews, and they said that there was never sae meikle siller clinked in his purse either before or since. And to the boot of all that, Gilliewhackit said, that, be the evidence what it liked, if he had the luck to be on Donald's inquest, he would bring him in guilty of nothing whatever, unless it were wilful arson, or murder under trust."
With such bald and disjointed chat Evan went on illustrating the existing state of the Highlands, more perhaps to the amusement of Wayerley than that of our readers. At length, after having marched over bank and brae, moss and heather, Edward, though not unacquainted with the Scottish liberality in computing distance, began to think that Evan's five miles were nearly doubled. His observation on the large measure which the Scottish allowed of their land, in comparison to the computation of their money, was readily answered by Evan, with the old jest, The deil, take them wha have the least pint stoup."
And now the report of a gun was heard, and a sportsman was seen, with his dogs and attendant, at the upper end of the glen.“Shough," said Dugald Mahony, “tat's ta Chief."
“ It is not,” said Evan, imperiously.“ Do you think he would come to meet a Sassenach Duinhé-wassel in such a way as that?”
But as they approached a little nearer, he said, with an appearance of mortification, “ And it is even he, sure enough; and he has not his tail on after all ; there is no living creature with him but Callum Beg."
In fact, Fergus Mac-Ivor, of whom a Frenchman might have said, as truly as of any man in the Highlands, “ Qu'il connait bien ses gens," had no idea of raising bimself in the eyes of an English young man of fortune, by appearing with a retinue of idle Highlanders disproportioned to the occasion. He was well aware that such an unnecessary attendance would seem to Edward rather ludi
'The Scotch are liberal in computing their land and liquor; the Scottish pint corresponds lo two English quarts. As for their coin, every one knows the couplet
How can the rogues pretend to sense?-
crous than respectable; and while few men were more attached to ideas of chieftainship and feudal power, he was, for that very reason, cautious of exhibiting external marks of dignity, unless at the time and in the manner when they were most likely to produce an imposing effect. Therefore, although, had he been to receive a brother chieftain, he would probably have been attended by all that retinue which Evan described with so much unclion, he judged it more respectable to advance to meet Waverley with a single attendant, a very handsome Highland boy, who carried his master's shooting-pouch and his broadsword, without which he seldomwent abroad.
When Fergus and Waverley met, the latter was struck with the peculiar grace and dignity of the Chieftain's figure. Above the middle size, and finely proportioned, the Highland dress, which he wore in its simplest mode, set of his person to great advantage. He wore the trews, or close trowsers, made of tartan, chequed scarlet and white; in other particulars, his dress strictly resembled Evan's, excepting that he had no weapon save a dirk, very richly mounted with silver. His page, as we have said, carried his claymore; and the fowling-piece, which he held in his hand, seemed only designed for sport. He had shot in the course of his walk some young wild-ducks, as, though close-time was then unknown, the broods of grouse were yel too young for the sportsman. His countenance was decidedly Scottish, with all the peculiarities of the northern physiognomy, but yet had so little of its harshness and exaggeration, that it would have been pronounced in any country extremely handsome. The martial air of the bonnet, with a single eagle's feather as a distinction, added much to the manly appearance of his head, which was besides ornamented with a far more natural and graceful cluster of close black curls than ever were exposed to sale in Bond-street.
An air of openness and affability increased the favourable impression derived from this handsome and dignified exterior. Yet a skilful physiognomist would have been less satisfied with the countenance on the second than on the first view. The eyebrow and upper lip bespoke something of the habit of peremptory command and decisive superiority. Even his courtesy, though open, frank, and unconstrained, seemed to indicate a sense of personal importance; and, upon any check or accidental excitation, a sudden, though transient lour of the eye, showed a hasty, haughty, and vindictive temper, not less lo be dreaded because it seemed much under its owner's command. In short, the countenance of the Chieftain resembled a smiling summer's day, in which, notwithstanding, we are made sensible, by certain though slight signs, that it may thunder and lighten before the close of evening.
It was not, however, upon their first meeling that Edward had
an opportunity of making these less favourable remarks. The Chief received him as a friend of the Baron of Bradwardine, with the ulmost expression of kindness and obligation for the visit ; upbraided him gently with choosing so rude an abode as he bad done the night before; and entered into a lively conversation with him about Donald Bean's housekeeping, but without the least hint as to his predatory habits, or the immediate occasion of Waverley's visit, a topic which, as the Chief did not introduce it, our hero also avoided. While they walked merrily on towards the house of Glennaquoich, Evan, who now fell respectfully into the rear, followed with Callum Beg and Dugald Mabony.
We shall take the opportunity to introduce the reader to some particulars of Fergus Mac-Iyor's character and history, which were not completely known to Waverley till after a connexion which, though arising from a circumstance so casual, had for a length of time the deepest influence upon his character, actions, and prospects. But this, being an important subject, must form the commencement of a new chapter.
THE CHIEF AND HIS MANSION.
The ingenious licentiate Francisco de Ubeda, when he commenced bis history of La Picara Justina Diez, - which, by the way, is one of the most rare books of Spanish literature,—complained of his pen having caught up a hair, and forth with begins, with more eloquence than common sense, an affectionate expostulation with that useful implement, upbraiding it with being the quill of a goose, -a bird inconstant by nature, as frequenting the three elements of water, earth, and air, indifferently, and being, of course, “to one thing constant never.” Now I protest to thee, gentle reader, that I entirely dissent from Francisco de Ubeda in this matter, and hold it the most useful quality of my pen, that it can speedily change from grave to gay, and from description and dialogue lo narrative and character. So that if my quill display no other properties of ils mother- goose than her mutability, truly I shall be well pleased ; and I conceive that you, my worthy friend, will have no occasion for discontent. From the jargon, therefore, of the Highland gillies, I pass to the character of their Chief. It is an important examination, and therefore, like Dogberry, we must spare no wisdom.
The ancestor of Fergus Mac-Iyor, about three centuries before, had set up a claim to be recognised as chief of the numerous and powerful clan to which he belonged, the name of which it is un