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in white, and much as my friend described alone across the Apennines—had traher, except that her hair hung loose, velled over all Lombardy without money which before was twisted within a silk --and through the Alinty roads of Savoy net. She had superadded likewise to her without shoes—how she had borne it, jacket, a pale green ribband, which fell and how she had got supported, she across her shoulder to the waist ; at the could not tell ; but God tempers the end of which hung her pipe. Her goat wind, said Maria, to the shorn lamb. had been as faithless as her lover; and Shorn indeed ! and to the quick, said I ; she had got a little dog in lieu of him, and wast thou in my own land, where which she had kept tied by a string to I have a cottage, I would take thee to it her girdle. As I looked at her dog, she and shelter thee; thou shouldst eat of drew him towards her with the string: my own bread, and drink of my own Thou shalt not leave me, Sylvio, said cup: I would be kind to thy Sylvio. In she. I looked in Maria's eyes, and saw all thy weaknesses and wanderings I she was thinking more of her father than would seek after thee, and bring thee of her lover or her little goat; for as she back; when the sun went down I would uttered them the tears trickled down her say my prayers, and when I had done cheeks. I sat down close by her, and thou shouldst play thy evening song upon Maria let me wipe them away as they thy pipe, nor would the incense of my fell, with my handkerchief. I then sacrifice be worse accepted for entering steeped it in my own, and then in hers, Heaven along with that of a broken and then in mine ; and then I wiped heart. Nature melted within me, as I hers again—and as I did it, I felt such uttered this; and Maria observing, as undescribable emotions within me, as I took out my handkerchief, that it was I am sure could not be accounted for steeped too much already to be of use, from any combinations of matter and would needs go and wash it in the motion. I am positive I have a soul; stream. And where will you dry it, nor can all the books with which mate- Maria ? said I. I will dry it in my rialists have pestered the world ever con- bosom, said she : it will do me good. vince me of the contrary. When Maria And is your heart still so warm, Maria ? had come a little to herself, I asked her said I. I touched upon the string on if she remembered a pale thin person of which hung all her sorrows-she looked a man, who had sat down betwixt her with wistful disorder for some time in and her goat about two years before ? my face; and then, withont saying any. She said, she was unsettled much at that thing, took her pipe, and played her sertime, but remembered it upon two ac- vice to the Virgin. The string I had counts—that ill as she was the person touched ceased to vibrate—in a moment pitied her : and next, that her goat had or two Maria returned to herself--let her stolen his handkerchief, and she had beat pipe fall—and rose up. And where are him for the theft; she had washed it, she you going, Maria ? said I. She said, to said, in the brook, and kept it ever since Moulines. Let us go, said I, together. in her pocket to restore it to him in case Maria put her arm within mine, and she should ever see him again, which, she lengthening the string, to let the dog foladded, he had half promised her. As low--in that order we entered Moulines. she told me this, she took the handker- Though I hate salutations and greetings chief out of her pocket'to let me see it; in the market-place, yet when we got she had folded it up neatly in a couple into the middle of this, I stopped to take of vine leaves, tied round with a tendril. my last look and last farewell of Maria. On opening it, I saw an S marked in one Maria, though not tall, was nevertheless of the corners. She had since that, she of the first order of fine forms : affliction told me, strayed as far as Rome, and had touched her looks with something that walked round St. Peter's once, and re- was scarce earthly-still she was feminine turned back : that she found her way |--and so much was there about her of all

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that the heart wishes, or the eye looks from the smallest of them happening to for in woman, that could the traces be get into my shoe.” The beggar had by ever worn out of her brain, and those of this time come up, and, pulling off a piece Eliza's out of mine, she should not only of hat, asked charity of Harley; the dog eat of my bread and drink of my own began to beg too. It was impossible to cup, but Maria should lie in my bosom, resist both; and, in truth the want of and be unto me as a daughter. Adieu, shoes and stockings had made both unpoor luckless maiden !- imbibe the oil necessary, for Harley had destined sixand wine, which the compassion of a pence for him before. The beggar, on stranger, as he journeyeth on his way, now receiving it, poured forth blessings withpours into thy wounds—the Being who out number; and, with a sort of smile on has twice bruised thee can only bind them his countenance, said to Harley, “that if up for ever. -Sentimental Journey. he wanted his fortune told "- Harley

turned his eye briskly on the beggar: it was an unpromising look for the subject

of a prediction, and silenced the prophet [HENRY MACKENZIE. 1745—1831.)

immediately. “I would much rather HARLEY AND THE BEGGAR.

learn,” said Harley, “what it is in your

power to tell me : your trade must be an IN a few hours Harley reached the entertaining one : sit down on this stone, inn where he proposed breakfasting; but and let me know something of your prothe fulness of his heart would not suffer fession; I have often thought of turning him to eat a morsel. He walked out on fortune-teller for a week or two myself.” the road, and gaining a little height, stood “Master,” replied the beggar, “I like gazing on the quarter he had left. He your frankness much ; God knows I had looked for his wonted prospect, his fields, the humour of plain-dealing in me from a his woods, and his hills; they were lost child ; but there is no doing with it in in the distant clouds ! He pencilled this world ; we must live as we can, and them on the clouds, and bade them fare- lying is, as you call it, my profession : well with a sigh !

but I was in some sort forced to the trade, He sat down on a large stone to take for I dealt once in telling truth. I was a out a little pebble from his shoe, when he labourer, sir, and gained as much as to saw, at some distance, a beggar approach- make me live : I never laid by indeed; ing him. He had on a loose sort of for I was reckoned a piece of a wag, and coat, mended with different-coloured rags, your wags, I take it, are seldom rich, amongst which the blue and the russet Mr. Harley.” 'So,” said Harley, "you were the predominant. He had a short seem to know me. Ay, there are few knotty stick in his hand, and on the top folks in the country that I don't know of it was stuck a ram's horn; his knees something of; how should I tell fortunes -though he was no pilgrim-had worn else ?** True ; but to go on with your the stuff off his breeches ; he wore no story : you were a labourer, you say, and shoes, and his stockings had entirely lost a wag ; your industry, I suppose, you left that part of them which should have with your old trade; but your humour covered his feet and ankles. In his face, you preserve to be of use to you in your however, was the plump appearance of new. good-humour; he walked a good round “What signifies sadness, sir? a man pace, and a crooked-legged dog trotted at grows lean on't: but I was bro ght to his heels.

my idleness by degrees; first I could not “Our delicacies," said Harley to him- work, and it went against my stomach to self, "are fantastic: they are not in nature! work ever after. I was seized with a jailthat beggar walks over the sharpest of fever at the time of the assizes being in these stones barefooted, while I have lost the county where I lived; for I was the most delightful dream in the world always curious to get acquainted with the

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felons, because they are commonly fellows by the way, he can steal too upon occasion of much mirth' and little thought, qualities - I make shift to pick up a livelihood. I had ever an esteem for, In the height My trade, indeed, is none of the honestest; of this fever, Mr. Harley, the house where yet people are not much cheated neither, I lay took fire, and burnt to the ground; who give a few half-pence for a prospect I was carried out in that condition, of happiness, which I have heard some and lay all the rest of my illness in a persons say is all a man can arrive at in barn.

I got the better of my dis- this world. But I must bid you goodease, however, but I was so weak that day, sir ; for I have three miles to walk I spat blood whenever I attempted to before noon, to inform some boardingwork. I had no relation living that I school young ladies whether their husbands knew of, and I never kept a friend above are to be peers of the realm or captains in a week when I was able to joke; I sel. the army; a question which I promised to dom remained above six months in a answer them by that time." parish, so that I might have died before Harley had drawn a shilling from his I had found a settlement in any: thus I pocket ; but Virtue bade him consider on was forced to beg my bread, and a sorry whom he was going to bestow it. Virtue trade I found it, Mr. Harley. I told all held back his arm ; but a milder form, a my misfortunes truly, but they were sel- younger sister of Virtue's, not so severe as dom believed ; and the few who gave me Virtue, nor so serious as Pity, smiled a half-penny as they passed, did it with a upon him; his fingers lost their comshake of the head, and an injunction not pression ; nor did Virtue offer to catch to trouble them with a long story. In the money as it fell. It had no sooner short, I found that people do not care to reached the ground, than the watchful give alms without some security for their cur--a trick he had been taught-snapped money ; a wooden leg or a withered arm it up; and contrary to the most approved is a sort of draught upon Heaven for method of stewardship, delivered it imthose who choose to have their money mediately into the hands of his master. placed to account there ; so I changed my The Man of Feeling. plan, and, instead of telling my own misfortunes, began to prophesy happiness to others. This I found by much the better way: folks will always listen when the [DR. JOHN MOORE. 1729-1802.] talé is their own; and of many who say they do not believe in fortune-telling, I A DUEL; AND WHAT LED have known few on whom it had not a

TO IT. very sensible effect. I pick up the names of their acquaintance; amours and little BUCHANAN filled a bumper, and

gave squabbles are easily gleaned among ser- for the toast, “The Land of Cakes ! vants and neighbours; and indeed people This immediately dispersed the cloud themselves are the best intelligencers in which began to gather on the other's the world for our purpose ; they dare not brow. puzzle us for their own sakes, for every Targe drank the toast with enthusiasm, one is anxious to hear what they wish to saying, May the Almighty pour his believe ; and they who repeat it, to laugh blessings on every hill and valley in it ! at it when they have done, are generally that is the worst wish, Mr. Buchanan, that more serious than their hearers are apt to I shall ever wish to that land." imagine. With a tolerable good memory “It would delight your heart to behold and some share of cunning, with the help the flourishing condition it is now in,” reof walking a-nightsoverheaths and church- plied Buchanan ; "it was fast improving yards, with this, and showing the tricks when I left it, and I have been credibly of that there dog, whom I stole from the informed since that it is now a perfect sergeant of a marching regiment-and, garden.”


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“I am very happy to hear it,” said get an office under government; we are Targe.

then told, with some stale gibe, that the “ Indeed,” added Buchanan, “it has person is Scotchman: or, which hapbeen in a state of rapid improvement ever pens still more rarely, when any of them since the Union."

are condemned to die at Tyburn, parti. “Confound the Union !" cried Targe ; cular care is taken to inform the public “it would have improved much faster that the criminal is originally from Scotwithout it."

land ! But if fifty Englishmen get places, “I am not quite clear on that point, or are hanged, in one year, no remarks Mr. Targe,” said Buchanan.

are made." Depend upon it,” replied Targe, “the No,” said Buchanan; "in that case Union was the worst treaty that Scotland it is passed over as a thing of course." ever made."

The conversation then taking another “ I shall admit,” said Buchanan, “that turn, Targe, who was a great genealogist, she might have made a better ; but, bad descanted on the antiquity of certain as it is, our country reaps some advantage gentlemen's families in the Highlands; from it."

which, he asserted, were far more honour“ All the advantages are on the side of able than most of the noble families England.”

either in Scotland or England. "Is it " What do you think, Mr. Targe,” not shameful,” added he, “ that a parcel said Buchanan, “of the increase of trade of mushroom lords, mere sprouts from since the Union, and the riches which the dunghills of law or commerce, the have flowed into the Lowlands of Scot- grandsons of grocers and attorneys, should land from that quarter ?”

take the pass of gentlemen of the oldest “ Think,” cried Targe ; "why, I think families in Europe ?” they have done a great deal of mischief to “Why, as for that matter,” replied the Lowlands of Scotland.”

Buchanan, “provided the grandsons of “How so, my good friend?” said grocers or attorneys are deserving citizens, Buchanan.

I do not perceive why they should be By spreading luxury among the in- excluded from the king's favour more habitants, the never failing forerunner of than other men. effeminacy of manners. Why, I was as- “But some of them never drew a sured,” continued Targe, “by Sergeant sword in defence of either their king or Lewis Macneil, a Highland gentleman in country,” rejoined Targe. the Prussian service, that the Lowlanders, Assuredly,” said Buchanan, “men in some parts of Scotland, are now very may deserve honour and pre-eminence little better than so many English.” by other means than by drawing their

"O fie!" cried Buchanan ; "things swords.” are not come to that pass as yet, Mr. Targe : your friend, the sergeant, as

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character and honesty of George Buchanan, the suredly exaggerates.

historian.] “I hope he does,” replied Targe; “ but you must acknowledge,” continued he, “In what did he ever show any want of “ that by the Union, Scotland has lost honesty ?” said Buchanan. her existence as an independent state ; “ In calumniating and endeavouring to her name is swallowed up in that of blacken the reputation of his rightful England. Only read the English news- sovereign, Mary Queen of Scots," replied papers; they mention England, as if it Targe, the most beautiful and accomwere the name of the whole island. plished princess that ever They talk of the English army, the throne.” English fleet, the English everything. “ I have nothing to say either against They never mention Scotland, except her beauty or her accomplishments,” re. when one of our countrymen happens to sumed Buchanan; "but surely, Mr. Targe,

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"Well, sir," cried Targe, "what then? She was, like other people, of the religion in which she was bred."

"I fear you are too nearly related to the false slanderer whose name you bear!" said Targe.

The groom interposed, and endea"I do not know where you may have voured to reconcile the two enraged Scots, been bred, Mr. Targe," said Buchanan; but without success. Buchanan soon ar"for aught I know, you may be an ad-rived with his sword, and they retired to herent to the worship of the scarlet lady a private spot in the garden. The groom yourself. Unless that is the case, you next tried to persuade them to decide ought not to interest yourself in the repu- their difference by fair boxing. This was tation of Mary Queen of Scots." rejected by both the champions as a mode of fighting unbecoming gentlemen. The groom asserted that the best gentlemen in England sometimes fought in that manner, and gave, as an instance, a boxing-match, of which he himself had been a witness, between Lord G.'s gentleman and a gentleman farmer at York races about the price of a mare.


"But our quarrel," said Targe, "is about the reputation of a queen.' "That, for certain," replied the groom, "makes a difference."

"I glory in the name; and should think myself greatly obliged to any man who could prove my relation to the great George Buchanan !" cried the other.

"He was nothing but a disloyal calumniator," cried Targe; "who attempted to support falsehoods by forgeries, which, I thank Heaven, are now fully detected!"

"You are thankful for a very small mercy," resumed Buchanan; "but since you provoke me to it, I will tell you, in plain English, that your bonny Queen Mary was the murderer of her husband!"

tion, or retracting what you have said against the beautiful Queen of Scotland!" cried Targe.

No sooner had he uttered the last sentence, than Targe flew at him like a tiger, and they were separated with difficulty by Mr. N -'s groom, who was in the adjoining chamber, and had heard the altercation. "I insist on your giving me satisfac

"As for retracting what I have said,” replied Buchanan, "that is no habit of mine; but with regard to giving you satisfaction, I am ready for that to the best of my ability; for let me tell you, sir, though I am not a Highlandman, Í am & Scotchman as well as yourself, and not entirely ignorant of the use of the claymore; so name your hour, and I will meet you to-morrow morning.



'Why not directly?" cried Targe; "there is nobody in the garden to interrupt us.


"I should have chosen to have settled some things first; but since you are in such a hurry, I will not balk you. I will step home for my sword and be with you directly," said Buchanan.

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