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Waken, lords and ladies gay!

in, and ere the stag could change his object of assault, The mist has left the mountain grey :

dispatched him with his short hunting sword.
Springlets in the dawn are streaming,
Diamonds on the brake are gleaming,

Albert Drawslot, who had just come up in terror for the
And foresters have busy been

young lady's safety, broke out into loud encomiums upon To track the buck in thicket green;

Fitzallen's strength and gallantry. “By'r Lady,' said he,
Now we coine to chant our lay,
Waken, lords and ladies gay!

taking off his cap and wiping his sunburnt face with his

sleeve, 'well struck, and in good time !-But now, boys, Waken, lords and ladies gay!

doff your bonnets, and sound the mort.' To the green-wood haste away;

The sportsmen then sounded a treble mort, and set up a We can show you where he lies,

general whoop, which, mingled with the yelping of the Fleet of foot, and tall of size ; We can show the marks he made,

dogs, made the welkin ring again. The huntsman then When 'gainst the oak his antlers frayed ;

offered his knife to Lord Boteler, that he might take the You shall see him brought to bay ;

say of the deer, but the baron courteously insisted upon Waken, lords and ladies gay!

Fitzallen going through that ceremony,

The Lady Louder, louder, chant the lay,

Matilda was now come up, with most of the attendants; Waken, lords and ladies gay!

and the interest of the chase being ended, it excited some Tell them, youth, and mirth, and glee,

surprise that neither St. Clere nor his sister made their Run a course as well as we;


The Lord Boteler commanded the horns
Time, stern huntsman ! who can baulk,
Staunch as hound, and fleet as hawk?

again to sound the recheat, in hopes to call in the Think of this, and rise with day,

stragglers, and said to Fitzallen, ‘Methinks St. Clere, so Gentle lords and ladies gay!

distinguished for service in war, should have been more

forward in the chase.' By the time this lay was finished, Lord Boteler, with 'I trow,' said Peter Lanaret, 'I know the reason of the his daughter and kinsman, Fitzallen of Marden, and other noble lord's absence; for when that mooncalf, Gregory, noble guests, had mounted their palfreys, and the hunt set hallooed the dogs upon the knobbler, and galloped like a forward in due order. The huntsmen, having carefully green hilding, as he is, after them, I saw the Lady observed the traces of a large stag on the preceding evening, were able, without loss of time, to conduct

Emma's palfrey follow apace after that varlet, who should

be trashed for over-running, and I think her noble brother the company, by the marks which they had made upon the

has followed her, lest she should come to harm.-But trees, to the side of the thicket in which, by the report of here, by the rood, is Gregory, to answer for himself. Drawslot, he had harboured all night. The horsemen, At this moment Gregory entered the circle which had spreading themselves along the side of the cover, waited been formed round the deer, out of breath, and his face until the keeper entered, leading his ban-dog, a large covered with blood. He kept for some time uttering blood-hound tied in a leam or band, from which he takes inarticulate cries of 'Harrow!. and Well-away!' and his name.

other exclamations of distress and terror, pointing all the But it befell thus. A hart of the second year, which while to a thicket at some distance from the spot where the was in the same cover with the proper object of their deer had been killed. pursuit, chanced to be unharboured first, and broke cover

By my honour,' said the baron, 'I would gladly know very near where the Lady Emma and her brother were who has dared to array the poor knave thus; and I trust stationed. An inexperienced varlet, who was nearer to he should dearly abye his outrecuidance, were he the them, instantly unloosed two tall greyhounds, who sprung best, save one, in England.' after the fugitive with all the fleetness of the north wind. Gregory, who had now found more breath, cried, 'Help! Gregory, restored a little to spirits by the enlivening scene an' ye be men! Save Lady Emma and her brother, whom around him, followed, encouraging the hounds with a loud

they are murdering in Brockenhurst thicket,' tayout,* for which he had the hearty curses of the hunts

This put all in motion. Lord Boteler hastily commanded man, as well as of the Baron, who entered into the spirit

a small party of his men to abide for the defence of the of the chase with all the juvenile ardour of twenty. May ladies, while he himself

, Fitzallen, and the rest, made what the foul fiend, booted and spurred, ride down his bawling speed they could towards the thicket, guided by Gregory, throat, with a scythe at his girdle!' quoth Albert Draw

who for that purpose was mounted behind Fabian. Pushslot; "here have I been telling him that all the marks were ing through a narrow path, the first object they encoun. those of a buck of the first head, and he has hallooed the tered was a man of small stature lying on the ground, hounds upon a velvet-headed knobbler! By Saint Hubert,

mastered and almost strangled by two dogs, which were if I break not his pate with my cross-bow, may I never cast off hound more! But, to it, my lords and masters !

instantly recognised to be those that had accompanied

Gregory. A little farther was an open space, where lay the noble beast is here yet; and, thank the saints, we three bodies of dead or wounded men; beside these was have enough of hounds.'

Lady Emma, apparently lifeless, her brother and a young The cover being now thoroughly beat by the attendants, forester bending over and endeavouring to recover her. the stag was compelled to abandon it, and trust to his

By employing the usual remedies, this was soon accomspeed for his safety. Three greyhounds were slipped upon plished; while Lord Boteler, astonished at such a scene, him, whom he threw out, after running a couple of miles, anxiously inquired at St. Clere the meaning of what he by entering an extensive furzy brake which extended

saw, and whether more danger was to be expected ? along the side of a hill. The horsemen soon came up, and 'For the present, I trust not,' said the young warrior, casting off a sufficient number of slow-hounds, sent them who they now observed was slightly wounded ; 'but I pray with the prickers into the cover, in order to drive the

you, of your nobleness, let the woods here be searched; game from his strength. This object being accomplished, for we were assaulted by four of these base assassins, and afforded another severe chase of several miles in a

I see three only on the sward.' direction almost circular, during which the poor animal The attendants now brought forward the person whom tried every wile to get rid of his persecutors. He crossed

they had rescued from the dogs, and Henry, with disgust, and traversed all such dusty paths as were likely to retain

shame, and astonishment, recognised his kinsman, Gaston the least scent of his footsteps; he laid himself close to the

St. Clere. This discovery he communicated in a whisper ground, drawing his feet under his belly and clapping his to Lord Boteler, who commanded the prisoner to be connose close to the earth, lest he should be betrayed to the hounds by his breath and hoofs. When all was in vain,

veyed to Queenhoo-Hall, and closely guarded ; meanwhile

he anxiously inquired of young St. Clere about his wound. and he found the hounds coming fast in upon him, his own A scratch, a trifle !' cried Henry; 'I am in less haste strength failing, his mouth embossed with foam, and the

to bind it than to introduce to you one, without whose aid tears dropping from his eyes, he turned in despair upon that of the leech would have come too late – Where is he? his pursuers, who then stood at gaze, making an hideous

where is my brave deliverer?' clamour, and awaiting their two-footed auxiliaries. Of

Here, most noble lord,' said Gregory, sliding from his these, it chanced that the Lady Eleanor, taking more palfrey, and stepping forward, ‘ready to receive the guerdon pleasure in the sport than Matilda, and being a less

which your bounty would heap on him. burden to her palfrey than the Lord Boteler, was the first ' Truly, friend Gregory,' answered the young warrior, who arrived at spot, and taking a cross-bow from an 'thou shalt not be forgotten; for thou didst run speedily, attendant, discharged a bolt at the stag. When the

and roar manfully for aid, without which, I think verily, infuriated animal felt himself wounded, he pushed franticly towards her from whom he had received the shaft, and

we had not received it.-But the brave forester, who came Lady Eleanor might have had occasion to repent of her

to my rescue when these three ruffians had nigh over

powered me, where is he?' enterprise, had not young Fitzallen, who had kept near her during the whole day, at that instant galloped briskly

Every one looked around, but though all had seen him on entering the thicket, he was not now to be found. They

could only conjecture that he had retired during the coni Tailliers-hors, in modern phrase, Tally-ho!

fusion occasioned by the detention of Gaston.

spectre which


'Seek not for him,' said the Lady Emma, who had now tion, and to what end can it call me but to give myself in some degree recovered her composure; 'he will not be to the altar? That peasant who guided me to Baddow found of mortal, unless at his own season.

through the Park of Danbury, the same who appeared The baron, convinced from this answer that her terror before me at different times and in different forms during had, for the time, somewhat disturbed her reason, forbore that eventful journey—that youth, whose features are imto question her; and Matilda and Eleanor, to whom a printed on my memory, is the very individual forester who message had been despatched with the result of this strange this day rescued us in the forest. I cannot be mistaken; adventure, arriving, they took the Lady Emma between and connecting these marvellous appearances with the them, and all in a body returned to the castle.

saw while at Gay Bowers, I cannot resist The distance was, however, considerable; and, before the conviction that Heaven has permitted my guardian reaching it, they had another alarm. The prickers, who angel to assume mortal shape for my relief and protection.' rode foremost in the troop, halted, and announced to the The fair cousins, after exchanging looks which implied a Lord Boteler that they perceived advancing towards them fear that her mind was wandering, answered her in sootha body of armed men. The followers of the baron were ing terms, and finally prevailed upon her to accompany numerous, but they were arrayed for the chase, not for them to the banqueting-hall. Here the first person they battle; and it was with great pleasure that he discerned, encountered was the Baron Fitzosborne of Diggswell, now on the pennon of the advancing body of men-at-arms, in- divested of his armour; at the sight of whom the Lady stead of the cognizance of Gaston, as he had some reason Emma changed colour, and exclaiming, 'It is the same !'' to expect, the friendly bearings of Fitzosborne of Diggs. sunk senseless into the arms of Matilda. well, the same young lord who was present at the May- 'She is bewildered by the terrors of the day,' said games with Fitzallen of Marden. The knight himself Eleanor; 'and we have done ill in obliging her to descend. advanced, sheathed in armour, and, without raising his * And Í,' said Fitzosborne, ‘have done madly in presentvisor, informed Lord Boteler, that, having heard of a base ing before her one, whose presence must recall moments attempt made upon a part of his train by ruffianly assassins, the most alarming in her life. he had mounted and armed a small party of his retainers, While the ladies supported Emma from the hall, Lord to escort them to Queenhoo-Hall. Having received and Boteler and St. Clere requested an explanation from Fitzaccepted an invitation to attend them thither, they prose- osborne of the words he had used. cuted their journey in confidence and security, and arrived 'Trust me, gentle lords,' said the Baron of Diggswell, safe at home without any further accident.

'ye shall have what ye demand, when I learn that Lady Emma Darcy has not suffered from my imprudence.'

At this moment Lady Matilda returning, said that her fair friend, on her recovery, had calmly and deliberately insisted that she had seen Fitzosborne before, in the most

dangerous crisis of her life, CHAPTER V.

I dread,' said she, 'her disordered mind connects all

that her eye beholds with the terribie passages that she INVESTIGATION OF THE ADVENTURE OF THE HUNTING


'Nay,' said Fitzosborne, 'if noble St. Clere can pardon GASTON ST. CLERE-CONCLUSION.

the unauthorised interest which, with the purest and most

honourable intentions, I have taken in his sister's fate, it So soon as they arrived at the princely mansion of Boteler,

is easy for me to explain this mysterious impression.' the Lady Emma craved permission to retire to her chamber,

He proceeded to say, that, happening to be in the that she might compose her spirits after the terror she had hostelry called the Griffin, near Baddow, while upon a undergone. Henry St. Clere, in a few words, proceeded journey in that country, he had met with the old nurse of to explain the adventure to the curious audience. I had

the Lady Emma Darcy, who, being just expelled from no sooner seen my sister's palfrey, in spite of her endeavours Gay Bowers, was in the height of her grief and indignation, to the contrary, entering with spirit into the chase set on and made loud and public proclamation of Lady Emma's foot by the worshipful Gregory, than I rode after to give wrongs. From the description she gave of the

beauty of her assistance. So long was the chase, that when the

her foster-child, as well as from the spirit of chivalry, greyhounds pulled down the knobbler, we were out of

Fitzosborne became interested in her fate. This interest hearing of your bugles; and having rewarded and coupled was deeply enhanced, when, by a bribe to old Gaunt the the dogs, I gave them to be led by the jester, and we

Reve, he procured a view of the Lady Emma as she walked wandered in quest of our company, whom it would seem near the castle of Gay Bowers. The aged churl refused the sport had led in a different direction. At length, pass,

to give him access to the castle; yet dropped some hints, ing through the thicket where you found us, I was surprised

as if he thought the lady in danger, and wished she were by a cross-bow bolt whizzing past mine head. I drew my

well out of it. His master, he said, had heard she had a sword and rushed into the thicket, but was instantly

brother in life, and since that deprived him of all chance of assailed by two ruffians, while other two made towards my gaining her domains by purchase, he in short, Gaunt sister and 'Gregory. The poor knave fled, crying for help, wished they were safely separated. , 'If any injury,' quoth pursued by my false kinsman, now your prisoner; and the

he, 'should happen to the damsel here, it were ill for us designs of the other on my poor Emma (murderous, no

all. I tried, by an innocent stratagem, to frighten her doubt) were prevented by the sudden apparition of a brave

from the castle, by introducing a figure through a trapwoodsman, who, after a short encounter, stretched the

door, and warning her, as if by a voice from the dead, to miscreant at his feet, and came to my assistance.

I was

retreat from thence; but the giglet is wilful, and is running already slightly wounded, and nearly overlaid with odds.

upon her fate.' The combat lasted some time, for the caitiffs were both

Finding Gaunt, although covetous and communicative, well armed, strong, and desperate; at length, however,

too faithful a servant to his wicked master to take any we had each maştered our antagonist, when your retinue,

active steps against his commands, Fitzosborne applied my Lord Boteler, arrived to my relief. So ends my story;

himself to old Ursely, whom he found more tractable. but, by my knighthood, I would give an earl's ransom for Through her he learned the dreadful plot Gaston had laid an opportunity of thanking the gallant forester by whose

to rid himself of his kinswoman, and resolved to effect her aid I live to tell it.'

deliverance. But aware of the delicacy of Emma's situa'Fear not,' said Lord Boteler, 'he shall be found, if this tion, he charged Ursely to conceal from her the interest he or the four adjacent counties hold him.-And now Lord

took in her distress, resolving to watch over her in disguise Fitzosborne will be pleased to doff the armour he has so

until he saw her in a place of safety. Hence the appear. kindly assumed for our sakes, and we will all bowne our

ance he made before her in various dresses during her selves for the banquet.

journey, in the course of which he was never far distant ; When the hour of dinner approached, the Lady Matilda

and he had always four stout yeomen within hearing of his and her cousin visited the chamber of the fair Darcy. They

bugle, had assistance been necessary.

When she was found her in a composed but melancholy posture. She

placed in safety at the lodge, it was Fitzosborne's intention turned the discourse upon the misfortunes of her life, and to have prevailed upon his sisters to visit, and take her hinted, that having recovered her brother, and seeing him under their protection; but he found them absent from look forward to the society of one who would amply repay

Diggswell, having gone to attend an aged relation who to him the loss of hers, she had thoughts of dedicating her

lay dangerously ill in a distant county. They did not reremaining life to Heaven, by whose providential interfer

turn until the day before the May-games; and the other ence it had been so often preserved.

events followed too rapidly to permit Fitzosborne to lay Matilda coloured deeply at something in this speech, and

any plan for introducing them to Lady Emma Darcy. On her cousin inveighed loudly against Emma's resolution.

the day of the chase he resolved to preserve his romantic Ah, my dear Lady Eleanor, replied she, 'I have to-day

disguise, and attend the Lady Emma as a forester, partly witnessed what I cannot but judge a supernatural visita.

to have the pleasure of being near þer, and partly to judge


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whether, according to an idle report in the country, she My dear cursed caitiffs, there was once a king, and he favoured his friend and comrade, Fitzallen of Marden. wedded a young old queen, and she had a child, and this This last motive, it may easily be believed, he did not child was sent to Solomon the Sage, praying he would give declare to the company.

After the skirmish with the it the same blessing which he got from the witch of Endor ruffians, he waited till the baron and the hunters arrived, when she bit him by the heel. Hereof speaks the worthy and then, still doubting the farther designs of Gaston, Dr. Radigundus Potator ; why should not mass be said for hastened to his castle, to arm the band which had escorted all the roasted shoe souls served up in the king's dish on them to Queenhoo-Hall.

Saturday; for true it is, that St. Peter asked father Adam, Fitzosborne's story being finished, he received the thanks as they journeyed to Camelot, an high, great, and doubtful of all the company, particularly of St. Clere, who felt question, “ Adam, Adam, why eatedst thou the apple deeply the respectful delicacy with which he had con- without paring? ducted himself towards his sister. The lady was carefully With much goodly gibberish to the same effect, which informed of her obligations to him; and it is left to the display of Gregory's ready wit not only threw the whole well-judging reader, whether even the raillery of Lady company into convulsions of laughter, but made such an Eleanor made her regret that Heaven had only employed impression on Rose, the potter's daughter, that it was natural means for her security, and that the guardian thought it would be the jester's own fault if Jack was long angel was converted into a handsome, gallant, and en- without his Jill. Much pithy matter, concerning the bring. amoured knight.

ing the bride to bed, the loosing the bridegroom's points, The joy of the company in the hall extended itself to the the scramble which ensued for them, and the casting of the buttery, where Gregory the jester narrated such feats of stocking, is also omitted from its obscurity. arms done by himself in the fray of the morning, as might The following song, which has been since borrowed by have shamed Bevis and Guy of Warwick.

the worshipful author of the famous ‘History of Fryar according to his narrative, singled out for destruction by Bacon,' has been with difficulty deciphered. It seems to the gigantic baron himself, while he abandoned to meaner have been sung on occasion of carrying home the bride. hands the destruction of St. Clere and Fitzosborne.

‘But certes,' said he, “the foul paynim met his match; for, ever as he foined at me with his brand, I parried his

BRIDAL SONG. blows with my bauble, and closing with him upon the third veny, threw him to the ground, and made him cry recreant to an unarmed man.'

To the tune of-'I have been a Fiddler,' etc. "Tush, man,' said Drawslot, thou forgettest thy best auxiliaries, the good greyhounds, Help and Holdfast! I And did you not hear of a mirth befell warrant thee, that when the humpbacked baron caught

The morrow after a wedding day,

And carrying a bride at home to dwell! thee by the cowl, which he hath almost torn off, thou

And away to Tewin, away, away! hadst been in a fair plight, had they not remembered an old friend and come in to the rescue. Why, man, I found

The quintain was set, and the garlands were made ;them fastened on him myself; and there was odd staving

'Tis pity old customs should ever decay; and stickling to make them “ware haunch!” Their

And wo be to him that was horsed on a jade, mouths were full of the flex, for I pulled a piece of the

For he carried no credit away, away. garment from their jaws. I warrant thee, that when they brought him to the ground, thou fled'st like a frighted We met a concert of fiddle-de-dees; pricket.'

We set them a cockhorse, and made them play And as for Gregory's gigantic paynim,' said Fabian,

The winning of Bullen, and Upsey-frees,

And away to Tewin, away, away! why, he lies yonder in the guard-room, the very size, shape, and colour of a spider in a yew-hedge.'

There was ne'er a lad in all the parish 'It is false,' said Gregory; ‘Colbrand the Dane was a That would go to the plough that day; dwarf to him.'

But on his fore-horse his wench he carries, It is as true,' returned Fabian, 'as that the Tasker is

And away to Tewin, away, away! to be married, on Tuesday, to Pretty Margery: Gregory, thy sheet hath brought them between a pair of blankets.

The butler was quick, and the ale he did tap; I care no more for such a gillAirt,' said the jester, 'than

The maidens did make the chamber full gay; I do for thy leasings. Marry, thou hop-o'-my-thumb,

The servants did give me a fuddling cup,

And I did carry't away, away! happy wouldst thou be could thy head reach the captive baron's girdle.'

The smith of the town his liquor so took, ' By the mass,' said Peter Lanaret, ‘I will have one peep That he was persuaded that the ground looked blue; at this burly gallant;' and leaving the buttery, he went to And I dare boldly be sworn on a book, the guard-room, where Gaston St. Clere was confined. A

Such smiths as he there's but a few. man-at-arms, who kept sentinel on the strong studded door of the apartment, said he believed he slept ; for that after A posset was made, and the women did sip, raging, stamping, and uttering the most horrid impreca.

And simpering, said, they could eat no more tions, he had been of late perfectly still. The falconer

Full many a maiden was laid on the lip,

I'll say no more, but give o'er (give o'er). gently drew back a sliding board, of a foot square, towards the top of the door, which covered a hole of the same size, strongly latticed, through which the warder, without open

But what our fair readers will chiefly regret, is the loss ing the door, could look in upon his prisoner. From this

of three declarations of love : the first by St. Clere to aperture he beheld the wretched Gaston suspended by the

Matilda; which, with the lady's answer, occupies fifteen neck, by his own girdle, to an iron ring in the side of his closely written pages of manuscript. That of Fitzosborne prison. He had clambered to it by means of the table on

to Emma is not much shorter ; but the amours of Fitzallen which his food had been placed ; and in the agonies of

and Eleanor, being of a less romantic cast, are closed in shame and disappointed malice, had adopted this mode of

three pages only. The three noble couples were married ridding himself of a wretched life. He was found yet

in Queenhoo-Hall upon the same day, being the twentieth warm, but totally lifeless. A proper account of the manner

Sunday after Easter. There is prolix account of the of his death was drawn up and certified. He was buried

marriage-feast, of which we can pick out the names of a that evening in the chapel of the castle, out of respect to

few dishes, such as peterel, crane, sturgeon, swan, etc. his high birth; and the chaplain of Fitzallen

We also Marden,

etc., with a profusion of wild-fowl and venison. who said the service upon the occasion, preached, the next Sunday, an excellent sermon upon the text, Radix malo

* This tirade of gibberish is literally taken or selected from a mock rum est cupiditas, which we have here transcribed.

discourse pronounced by a professed jester, which occurs in an

ancient manuscript in the Advocates' Library, the same fro n which (Here the manuscript, from which we have painfully



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the late ingenious Mr. Weber published the curious comic romance transcribed, and frequently, as it were, translated this tale,

of the Hunting of the Hare. It was introduced in compliance with

Mr. Strutt's plan of rendering his tale an illustration of ancient manfor the reader's edification, is so indistinct and defaced, that, A similar burlesque sermon is pronounced by the Fool in Sir excepting certain howbeits, nathlesses, lo ye's! etc., we David Lindesay's satire of the Three Estates. The nonsense and can pick out little that is intelligible, saving that avarice

vulgar burlesque of that composition illustrate the ground of Sie is defined 'a likourishness of heart after earthly things.'

Andrew Aguecheek's eulogy on the exploits

of the jester in Twelfth A little farther, there seems to have been a gay account

Night, who, reserving his sharper jests for Sir Toby, had doubtless

enough of the jargon of his calling to captivate the imbecility of his of Margery's wedding with Ralph the Tasker; the running brother knight, who is made to exclaim. In sooth thou wast in very at the quintain, and other rural games practised on the

gracious fooling last night, when thou spokest of Pigrogremitus, and occasion. There are also fragments of a mock sermon

of the vapours passing the equinoctials of Quenbus ; twas very good,

i' faith!'' It is entertaining to find commentators seeking to discover preached by Gregory upon that occasion, as, for example; şome meaning in the professional jargon of such a passage as this.



see that a suitable song was produced by Peretto on the struck poor Green-Breeks over the head, with strength occasion; and that the bishop who blessed the bridal beds sufficient to cut him down. When this was seen, the which received the happy couples, was no niggard of his casualty was so far beyond what had ever taken place holy water, bestowing half-a-gallon upon each of the before, that both parties fled different ways, leaving poor couches. We regret we cannot give these curiosities to Green-Breeks, with his bright hair plentifully dabbled in the reader in detail, but we hope to expose the manuscript blood, to the care of the watchman, who (honest man) took to abler antiquaries, so soon as it shall be framed and care not to know who had done the mischief. The bloody glazed by the ingenious artist who rendered that service to hanger was flung into one of the Meadow ditches, and Mr. Ireland's Shakspeare MSS. And so (being unable to solemn secrecy was sworn on all hands; but the remorse lay aside the style to which our pen is habituated), gentle and terror of the actor were beyond all bounds, and his reader, we bid thee heartily farewell.]

apprehensions of the most dreadful character. The wounded hero was for a few days in the Infirmary, the case being only a trifling one. But though inquiry was strongly pressed on him, no argument could make him indicate the person from whom he had received the wound,

though he must have been perfectly well known to him. No. III.-GENERAL PREFACE, p. 8. When he recovered, and was dismissed, the Author and

his brothers opened a communication with him through ANECDOTE OF SCHOOL DAYS.

the medium of a popular ginger-bread baker, of whom both parties were customers, in order to tender a subsidy

in name of smart-money. The sum would excite ridicule Upon which Mr. Thomas Scott proposed to found were I to name it; but sure I am, that the pockets of the a tale of fiction.

noted Green-Breeks never held as much money of his own.

He declined the remittance, saying that he would not sell It is well known in the South that there is little or no his blood; but at the same time reprobated the idea of boxing at the Scottish schools. About forty or fifty years

being an informer, which he said was clam, i.e. base or ago, however, a far more dangerous mode of fighting, in

With much urgency he accepted a pound of snuff parties or factions, was permitted in the streets of Edin- for the use of some old woman-aunt, grandmother, or the burgh, to the great disgrace of the police, and danger of

like--with whom he lived. We did not become friends, the parties concerned. These parties were generally for the bickers were more agreeable to both parties than formed from the quarters of the town in which the com

any more pacific amusement; but we conducted them ever batants resided, those of a particular square or district after under mutual assurances of the highest consideration fighting against those of an adjoining one. Hence it of each other. happened that the children of the higher classes were often Such was the hero whom Mr. Thomas Scott proposed to pitted against those of the lower, each taking their side carry to Canada, and involve in adventures with the according to the residence of their friends. So far as I natives and colonists of that country. Perhaps the youthrecollect, however, it was unmingled either with feelings ful generosity of the lad will not seem so great in the eyes of democracy or aristocracy, or indeed with malice or ill- of others, as to those whom it was the means of screening will of any kind towards the opposite party. In fact, it from severe rebuke and punishment. But it seemed, to was only a rough mode of play. Such contests were,

those concerned, to argue a nobleness of sentiment far however, maintained with great vigour, with stones, and

beyond the pitch of most minds; and however obscurely sticks, and fisticuffs, when one party dared to charge and

the lad who showed such a frame of noble spirit may have the other stood their ground. Of course, mischief some.

lived or died, I cannot help being of opinion, that if times happened : boys are said to have been killed at these fortune had placed him in circumstances calling for Bickers, as they were called, and serious accidents certainly gallantry or generosity, the man would have fulfilled the took place, as many contemporaries can bear witness. promises of the boy. Long afterwards, when the story

The Author's father residing in George Square, in the was told to my father, he censured us severely for not southern side of Edinburgh, the boys belonging to that telling the truth at the time, that he might have attempted family, with others in the square, were arranged into a

to be of use to the young man in entering on life. But sort of company, to which a lady of distinction presented our alarms for the consequences of the drawn sword, and a handsome set of colours. Now this company or regiment,

the wound inflicted with such a weapon, were far too as a matter of course, was engaged in weekly warfare with

predominant at the time for such a pitch of generosity.. the boys inhabiting the Crosscauseway, Bristo Street, the Perhaps I ought not to have inserted this school-boy Potterrow-in short, the neighbouring suburbs. These tale; but besides the strong impression made by the last were chiefly of the lower rank, but hardy loons, who

incident at the time, the whole accompaniments of the threw stones tó a hair's-breadth, and were very rugged story are matters to me of solemn and sad recollection. antagonists at close quarters. The skirmish sometimes Of all the little band who were concerned in those juvenile lasted for a whole evening, until one party or the other sports or brawls, I can scarce recollect a single survivor. was victorious, when, if ours were successful, we drove

Some left the ranks of mimic war to die in the active the enemy to their quarters, and were usually chased service of their country. Many sought distant lands, to back by the reinforcement of bigger lads who came to their

return no more. Others, dispersed in different paths of assistance. If, on the contrary, we were pursued, as was

life, my dim eyes now seek for in vain.' Of five brothers, often the case, into the precincts of our square, we were in

all'healthy and promising, in a degree far beyond one our turn supported by our elder brothers, domestic ser- whose infancy was visited by personal infirmity, and vants, and similar auxiliaries.

whose health after this period seemed long very It followed, from our frequent opposition to each other,

precarious, I am, nevertheless, the only survivor. The that, though not knowing the names of our enemies, we

best loved, and the best deserving to be loved, who had were yet well acquainted with their appearance, and had

destined this incident to be the foundation of literary nick-names for the most remarkable of them. One very

composition, died 'before his day’in a distant and foreign active and spirited boy might be considered as the principal

land; and trifles assume an importance not their own leader in the cohort of the suburbs. He was, I suppose,

when connected with those who have been loved and lost. thirteen or fourteen years old, finely-made, tall, blue-eyed, with long fair hair, the very picture of a youthful Goth. This lad was always first in the charge and last in the retreat—the Achilles, at once, and Ajax, of the Crosscauseway. He was too formidable to us not to have a cognomen, and, like that of a knight of old, it was taken from the most remarkable part of his dress, being a pair of old green livery

No. IV.-GENERAL PREFACE, p. 4. breeches, which was the principal part of his clothing; for, like Pentapolin, according to Don Quixote's account, Green- PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION, OCTOBER 1814. Breeks, as we called him, always entered the battle with bare arms, legs, and feet.

To this slight attempt at a sketch of ancient Scottish It fell, that once upon a time, when the combat was at manners the public have been more favourable than the the thickest, this plebeian champion headed a sudden Author durst' have hoped or expected. He has heard. charge, so rapid and furious that all fled before him. He with a mixture of satisfaction and humility, his work was several paces before his comrades, and had actually ascribed to more than one respectable name,

Consideralaid his hands on the patrician standard, when one of our tions, which seem weighty in his particular situation, party, whom some misjudging friend had entrusted with a prevent his releasing those gentlemen from suspicion couteau de chasse, or hanger, inspired with a zeal for the by placing his own name in the title-page ; so that, for honour of the corps worthy of Major Sturgeon himself, the present at least, it must remain uncertain whether

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I saw a Highlander, 'twas right drole,
With a string of puddings hung on a pole,
Whipp'd o eľ his shoulder, skipped like a role,

Caus'd Maggy bann,
Lap o'er the midden and midden-hole,

And aff he ran.

When check'd for this, they'd often tell ye-
Indeed her nainscl's a tume belly;
You'll no gie't wanting bought, nor sell me ;

Hersei' will hae't ;
Go tell King Shorge, and Shordy's Willie,

I'll hae a meat.

I saw the soldiers at Linton-brig, Because the man was not a Whig, Of meat and drink leave not a skig.

Within his door; They burnt his very hat and wig,

And thump'd him sore.

And through the Highlands they were so rude
As leave them neither clothes nor food,
Then burnt their houses to conclude;

'Twas tit for tat.
How can her nainsel e'er be good,

To think on that?

Waverley be the work of a poet or a critic, a lawyer or a clergyman, or whether the writer, to use Mrs. Malaprop's phrase, be, like Cerberus--three gentlemen at once.' The Author, as he is unconscious of anything in the work itself (except, perhaps, its frivolity) which prevents its finding an acknowledged father, leaves it to the candour of the public to choose among the many circumstances peculiar to different situations in life, such as may induce him to suppress his name on the present occasion. He may be a writer new to publication, and unwilling to avow a character to which he is unaccustomed ; or he may be a hackneyed author who is ashamed of too frequent appear. ance, and employs this mystery, as the heroine of the old comedy used her mask to attract the attention of those to whom her face had become too familiar. He may be a man of a grave, profession, to whom the reputation of being a novel-writer might be prejudicial ; or he may be a man of fashion, to whom writing of any kind might appear pedantic. He may be too young to assume the character of an author, or so old as to make it advisable to lay it aside.

And after all, O shame and grief!
To use some worse than murd'ring thief,
Their very gentleman and chief,

Like Popish tortures, I believe,

Such cruelty.

Ev'n what was act on open stage
At Carlisle, in the hottest rage,
When mercy was clapt in a cage,

And pity dead,
Such cruelty approv'd by every age,

I shook my head.

So many to curse, so few to pray,
And some aloud huzza did cry;
They cursed the rebel Scots that day,

As they'd been nowt Brought up for slaughter, as that way

Too many rowt.

Therefore, alas I dear countrymen,
O never do the like again,
To thirst for vengeance, never ben'

Your gun nor pa',
But with the English e'en borrow and len';

Let anger fa'.

There boasts and bullying, not worth a louse,
As our King's the best about the house,
'Tis aye good to be sober and douce,

To live in peace;
For many, I see, for being o'er crouse,

Get broken face.



The plan of this Edition leads me to insert in this place some account of the incidents on which the Novel of WAVERLEY is founded. They have been already given to the public by my late lamented friend, William Erskine, Esq. (afterwards Lord Kinneder), when reviewing the Tales of My Landlord for the Quarterly Review, in 1817. The particulars were derived by the Critic from the Author's information. Afterwards they were published in the Preface to the Chronicles of the Canongate. They are now inserted in their proper place.

The mutual protection afforded by Waverley and Talbot to each other, upon which the whole plot depends, is founded upon one of those anecdotes which soften the features even of civil war; and as it is equally honourable to the memory of both parties, we have no hesitation to give their names at length. When the Highlanders, on the morning of the battle of Preston, 1745, made their memorable attack on Sir John Cope's army, a battery of four field-pieces was stormed and carried by the Camerons and the Stewarts of Appine. The late Alexander Stewart of Invernahyle was one of the foremost in the charge, and, observing an officer of the king's forces, who, scorning to join the flight of all around, remained with his sword in his hand, as if determined to the very last to defend the

The Author of Waverley has heard it objected to this novel, that in the character of Callum Beg, and in the account given by the Baron of Bradwardine of the petty trespasses of the Highlanders upon trifling articles of property, he has borne hard, and unjustly so, upon their national character. Nothing could be further from his wish or intention. The character of Callum Beg is that of a spirit naturally turned to daring evil, and determined, by the circumstances of his situation, to a particular species of mischief. Those who have perused the curious Letters from the High:ands, published about 1726, will find instances of such atrocious characters which fell under the writer's own observation, though it would be most unjust to consider such villains as representatives of the Highlanders of that period, any more than the murderers of Marr and Williamson can be supposed to represent the English of the present day. As for the plunder supposed to have been picked up by some of the insurgents in 1745, it must be remembered that, although the way of that unfortunate little army was neither marked by devastation nor bloodshed, but, on the contrary, was orderly and quiet in a most wonderful degree, yet no army marches through a country in a hostile manner without committing some depredations; and several, to the extent and of the nature jocularly imputed to them by the Baron, were really laid to the charge of the Highland insurgents; for which many traditions, and particularly one respecting the Knight of the Mirror, may be quoted as good evidence. *

* A homely metrical narrative of the events of the period, which contains some striking particulars, and is still a great favourite with the lower classes, gives a very correct statement of the behaviour of the mountaineers respecting this same military licence; and as the verses are little known, and contain some good sense, we venture to insert them.


Now, gentle readers, I have let you ken
My very thoughts, from heart and pen,
'Tis needless for to conten'

Or yet controule,
For there's not a word o't I can men

So ye must thole.

For on both sides, some were not good;
I saw them murd'ring in cold blood,
Not the gentlemen, but wild and rude,

The baser sort,
Who to the wounded had no mood

But murd'ring sport!

Ev'n both at Preston and Falkirk,
That fatal night ere it grew mirk,
Piercing the wounded with their durk,

Caused many cry!
Such pity's shown from Savage and Turk

As peace to die.

A woe be to such hot zeal,
To smite the wounded on the fiel'!
It's just they got such groats in kail,

Who do the same.
It only teaches crueltys real

To them again.

I've seen the men called Highland Rogues,
With Lowland men make shangs a brogs,
Sup kail and brose, and fling the cogs

Out at the door,
Take cocks, hens, sheep, and hogs,

And pay nought for.

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