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ofTetcosey, comprehending Monkbarns andothers, property of the very personage who had supplied into a Lordslip of Regality in favour of the first them with a subject for conversation. And having Earl of Glengibber, a favourite of James the Sixth. so said, he led the way through many a dusky and It is subscribed by the King at Westminster, the winding passage, now ascending, and anon descend, seventeenth day of January, A.D. one thousand ing again, until he came to the apartment destined six hundred and twelve- thirteen. It's not worth for his young guest. while to repeat the witnesses' names."
“ I would rather,” said Lovel, with awakened curiosity, “ I would rather hear your opinion of the way in which the deed was discovered.”
CHAPTER X. " Why, if I wanted a patron for my legend, I could find no less a one than Saint Augustine, who
When midnight o'er the moonless skies
Her pall of transient death has spread, tells the story of a deceased person appearing to
When mortals sleep, when spectres rise, his son, when sued for a debt which had been paid,
And none are wakeful but the dead;
No bloodless shape my way pursues, and directing him where to find the discharge.
No sheeted ghost my couch annoys, But I rather opine with Lord Bacon, who says that
Visions more sad my fancy views,imagination is much akin to miracle-working faith.
Visions of long-departed joys.
W.R. SPENSER. There was always some idle story of the room being haunted by the spirit of Aldobrand Oldenbuck, When they reached the Green Room, as it was my great-great-great-grandfather—it's a shame to called, Oldbuck placed the candle on the toiletthe English language that we have not a less clumsy table, before a huge mirror with a black japanned way of expressing a relationship of which we have frame, surrounded by dressing-boxes of the same, occasion to think and speak so frequently. He was and looked around him with something of a disa foreigner, and wore his national dress, of which turbed expression of countenance. “ I am seldom tradition had preserved an accurate description; in this apartment,” he said, “ and never without and indeed there is a print of him, supposed to be yielding to a melancholy feeling - not, of course, by Reginald Elstracké, pulling the press with his on account of the childish nonsense that Grizel was own land, as it works off the sheets of his scarce telling you, but owing to circumstances of an early edition of the Augsburg Confession. He was a and unhappy attachment. It is at such moments as chemist, as well as a good mechanic, and either of these, Mr Lovel, that we feel the changes of time. these qualities in this country was at that time suf- The same objects are before us— those inanimate ficient to constitute a white witch at least. This things which we have gazed on in wayward infancy superstitious old writer had heard all this, and pro- and impetuous youth, in anxious and scheming bably believed it, and in his sleep the image and idea manhood - they are permanent and the same; but of my ancestor recalled that of his cabinet, which, when we look upon them in cold unfeeling old age, with the grateful attention to antiquities and the can we, changed in our temper, our pursuits, our memory of our ancestors not unusually met with, feelings-changed in our form, our limbs, and our had been pushed into the pigeon-house to be out of strength, - can we be ourselves called the same ? the way-- Add a quantum sufficit of exaggeration, or do we not rather look back with a sort of wonand you have a key to the whole mystery.” der upon our former selves, as beings separate and
"O brother! brother! But Dr Heavysterne, distinct from what we now are? The philosopher brother--whose sleep was so sore broken, that he who appealed from Philip inflamed with wine to declared he wadna pass another night in the Green Philip in his hours of sobriety, did not choose a Room to get all Monkbarns, so that Mary and I judge so different, as if he had appealed from Philip were forced to yield our".
in his youth to Philip in his old age. I cannot but “Why, Grizel, the doctor is a good, honest, pud- be touched with the feeling so beautifully expressed ding-headed German, of much merit in his own way, in a poem which I have heard repeated :but fond of the mystical, like many of his country
My eyes are dim with childish tears, men. You and he had a traffic the whole evening,
My heart is idly stirr'd, in which you received tales of Mesmer, Shropfer,
For the same sound is in my ears
Which in those days I heard. Cagliostro, and other modern pretenders to the
Thus fares it still in our decay; mystery of raising spirits, discovering hidden trea
And yet the wiser mind sure, and so forth, in exchange for your legends of
Mourns less for what time takes away, the green bedchamber;—and considering that the llustrissimus ate a pound and a half of Scotch Well, time cures every wound, and though the scar collops to supper, smoked six pipes, and drank ale may remain and occasionally ache, yet the earliest and brandy in proportion, I am not surprised at agony of its recent infliction is felt no more.”his having a fit of the night-mare. But everything so saying, he shook Lovel cordially by the hand, is now ready. Permit me to light you to your wished him good-night, and took his leave. apartment, Mr Lovel – I am sure you have need Step after step Lovel could trace his host's reof rest — and I trust my ancestor is too sensible of treat along the various passages, and each door the duties of hospitality to interfere with the repose which he closed behind him fell with a sound more which you have so well merited by your manly and distant and dead. The guest, thus separated from gallant behaviour.”
the living world, took up the candle and surveyed So saying, the Antiquary took up a bedroom can- the apartment. The fire blazed cheerfully. Mrs dlestick of massive silver and antique form, which, Grizel's attention had left some fresh wood, should he olvserved, was wrought out of the silver found in he choose to continue it, and the apartment had a the mines of the Harz mountains, and had been the comfortable, though not a lively appearance. It See Note A,- Mr R
Probably Wordsworth's Lyrical Ballads had not as
yet been published.
Than what he leaves behind.
was hung with tapestry, which the looms of Arras evincing her purpose to escape from it, would have had produced in the sixteenth century, and which alone occupied liis imagination exclusively. But the learned typographer, so often mentioned, had with this were united recollections more agitating brought with him as a sample of the arts of the if less painful, — her hair-breadth escape--the for. Continent. The subject was a hunting-piece; and
tunate assistance which he had been able to render as the leafy boughs of the forest-trees, branching her-Yet what was his requital! She left the cliff over the tapestry, formed the predominant colour, while his fate was yet doubtful — while it was unthe apartment had thence acquired its name of the certain whether her preserver had not lost the life Green Chamber. Grim figures, in the old Flemish which he had exposed for her so freely. Surely dress, with slashed doublets covered with ribbands, gratitude, at least, called for some little interest in short cloaks, and trunk-hose, were engaged in his fate-But no-she could not be selfish or unholding grey-hounds or stag-hounds in the leash, just — it was no part of her nature. She only deor cheering them upon the objects of their game. sired to shut the door against hope, and, even in Others, with boar-spears, swords, and old-fashioned compassion to him, to extinguish a passion which guns, were attacking stags or boars whom they she could never return. had brought to bay. The branches of the woven But this lover-like mode of reasoning was not forest were crowded with fowls of various kinds, likely to reconcile him to his fate, since the more each depicted with its proper plumage. It seemed amiable his imagination presented Miss Wardour, as if the prolific and rich invention of old Chaucer the more inconsolable he felt he should be rendered had animated the Flemish artist with its profusion, by the extinction of his hopes. He was, indeed, and Oldbuck had accordingly caused the following conscious of possessing the power of removing her verses, from that ancient and excellent poet, to be prejudices on some points; but, even in extremity, embroidered in Gothic letters, on a sort of border he determined to keep the original determination which he had added to the tapestry: -
which he had formed, of ascertaining that she deLo! here be oakis grete, streight as a lime,
sired an explanation, ere he intruded one upon her. Under the which the grass, so fresh of line, And, turn the matter as he would, he could not reBe'th newly sprung --at eight foot or nine.
gard his suit as desperate. There was something Everich tree well from his fellow grew, With branches broad laden with leaves new,
of embarrassment as well as of grave surprise in her That sprongen out against the sonne sheene. look when Oldbuck presented him-and, perhaps, Some golden red, and some a glad bright green.
upon second thoughts, the one was assumed to coAnd in another canton was the following similar ver the other. He would not relinquish a pursuit legend:
which had already cost him such pains. Plans, And many an hart, and many an hind,
suiting the romantic temper of the brain that enterWas both before me and behind.
tained them, chased each other through his head, Of fawns, sownders, bucks, and does Was full the wood, and many roes.
thick and irregular as the motes of the sun-beam, And many squirrells that ysate
and, long after he had laid himself to rest, contiHigh on the trees, and nuts ate.
nued to prevent the repose which he greatly needed. The bed was of a dark and faded green, wrought Then, wearied by the uncertainty and difficulties to correspond with the tapestry, but by a more mo with which each scheme appeared to be attended, dern and less skilful hand. The large and heavy he bent up his mind to the strong effort of shaking stuff-bottomed chairs, with black ebony backs, were off his love," like dew-drops from the lion's mane," embroidered after the same pattern, and a lofty and resuming those studies and that career of life mirror, over the antique chimney-piece, correspond which his unrequited affection had so long and so ed in its mounting with that on the old-fashioned fruitlessly interrupted. In this last resolution he toilet.
endeavoured to fortify himself by every argument “ I have heard,” muttered Lovel, as he took a which pride, as well as reason, could suggest. “ She cursory view of the room and its furniture, “ that shall not suppose,” he said, “ that, presuming on an ghosts often chose the best room in the mansion to accidental service to her or to her father, I am dewhich they attached themselves; and I cannot disa sirous to intrude myself upon that notice, to which, approve of the taste of the disembodied printer of personally, she considered me as having no title. the Augsburg Confession." But he found it so I will see her no more. I will return to the land difficult to fix his mind upon the stories which had which, if it affords none fairer, has at least many been told him of an apartment with which they as fair, and less haughty than Miss Wardour. Tosecmed so singularly to correspond, that he almost morrow I will bid adieu to these northern shores, regretted the absence of those agitated feelings, half and to her who is as cold and relentless as her clifear half curiosity, which sympathize with the old mate.” When he had for some time brooded over legends of awe and wonder, froin which the anxious this sturdy resolution, exhausted nature at length reality of his own hopeless passion at present de- gave way, and, despite of wrath, doubt, and anxiety, tached him. For he now only felt emotions like he sunk into slumber. those expressed in the lines,
It is seldom that sleep, after such violent agitaAh! cruel maid, how hast thou changed
tion, is either sound or refreshing. Lovel's was The temper of my mind!
disturbed by a thousand baseless and confused vi. My heart by thee from all estranged,
sions. He was a bird - he was a fish- or he few
like the one, and swam like the other,-qualities Ile endeavoured to conjure up something like the which would have been very essential to his safety feelings which would, at another time, have been a few hours before. Then Miss Wardour was a congenial to his situation, but his heart had no room syren, or a bird of Paradise ; her father a triton, or for these vagaries of imagination. The recollection a sea-gull; and Oldbuck alternately a porpoise and of Miss Wardour, determined not to acknowledge a cormorant. These agreeable imaginations were him when compelled to endure leis society, and varied by all the usual vagaries of a feverish dream;
Becomes like thee unkind.
-the air refused to bear the visionary, the water stern composure, as might best pourtray the first seemed to burn him--the rocks felt like down-pil proprietor of Monkbarns, such as he had been delows as he was dashed against them -- whatever he scribed to Lovel by his descendants in the course undertook, failed in some strange and unexpected of the preceding evening. As this metamorphosis manner--and whatever attracted his attention, un took place, the hubbub among the other personderwent, as he attempted to investigate it, some ages in the arras disappeared from the imagination wild and wonderful metamorphosis, while his mind of the dreamer, which was now exclusively bent on continued all the while in some degree conscious of the single figure before him. Lovel strove to inthe delusion, from which it in vain struggled to free terrogate this awful person in the form of exorcism itself by awaking ;--- feverish symptoms all, with proper for the occasion; but his tongue, as is usual which those who are haunted by the night-hag whom in frightful dreams, refused its office, and clung, the learned call Ephialtes, are but too well acquaint- palsied, to the roof of his mouth. Aldobrand held ed. At length these crude phantasmata arranged up his finger, as if to impose silence upon the guest themselves into something more regular, if indeed who had intruded on his apartment, and began dethe imagination of Lovel, after he awoke (for it was liberately to unclasp the venerable volume which by no means the faculty in which his mind was least occupied his left hand. When it was unfolded, he rich), did not gradually, insensibly, and uninten- turned over the leaves hastily for a short space, tionally, arrange in better order the scene, of which and then raising his figure to its full dimensions, his sleep presented, it may be, a less distinct out and holding the book aloft in his left hand, pointed line. Or it is possible that his feverish agitation to a passage in the page which he thus displayed. may have assisted him in forming the vision. Although the language was unknown to our dream
Leaving this discussion to the learned, we will er, his eye and attention were both strongly caught say, that after a succession of wild images, such by the line which the figure seemed thus to press as we have above described, our hero, for such we upon his notice, the words of which appeared to must acknowledge him, so far regained a conscious blaze with a supernatural light, and remained ri. ness of locality as to remember where he was, and veted upon his memory. As the vision shut his the whole furniture of the Green Chamber was de- volume, a strain of delightful music seemed to fill picted to his slumbering eye. And here, once more, the apartment - Lovel started, and became comlet me protest, that if there should be so much old-pletely awake. The music, however, was still in fasliioned faith left among this shrewd and scepti- his ears, nor ceased till he could distinctly follow cal generation, as to suppose that what follows was the measure of an old Scottish tune. an impression conveyed rather by the eye than by He sate up in bed, and endeavoured to clear his the imagination, I do not impugn their doctrine. brain of the phantoms which had disturbed it duHe was, then, or imagined himself, broad awake in ring this weary night. The beams of the morning the Green Chamber, gazing upon the flickering and sun streamed through the half-closed shutters, and occasional fame which the unconsumed remnants admitted a distinct light into the apartment. He of the fagots sent forth, as, one by one, they fell looked round upon the hangings,-- but the mixed down upon the red embers, into which the princi- groups of silken and worsted huntsmen were as stapal part of the boughs to which they belonged had tionary as tenter-hooks could make them, and only crumbled away. Insensibly the legend of Aldo- trembled slightly as the early breeze, which found brand Oldenbuck, and his mysterious visits to the its way through an open crevice of the latticed wininmates of the chamber, awoke in his mind, and dow, glided along their surface. Lovel leapt out of with it, as we often feel in dreams, an anxious and bed, and, wrapping himself in a morning-gown, that fearful expectation, which seldom fails instantly to had been considerately laid by his bedside, stepped summon up before our mind's eye the object of towards the window, which commanded a view of our fear. Brighter sparkles of light flashed from the sea, the roar of whose billows announced it still the clumney, with such intense brilliancy as to en- disquieted by the storm of the preceding evening, lighten all the room. The tapestry waved wildly although the morning was fair and serene. The on the wall, till its dusky forms seemed to become window of a turret, which projected at an angle animated. The hunters blew their horns- the stag with the wall, and thus came to be very near Lovel's seemed to fly, the boar to resist, and the hounds to apartment, was half open, and from that quarter he assail the one and pursue the other; the cry of heard again the same music which had probably deer, mangled by throttling dogs—the shouts of broken short his dream. With its visionary chamen, and the clatter of horses' hoofs, seemed at once racter it had lost much of its charms- it was now to surround him— while every group pursued, with nothing more than an air on the harpsichord, toleall the fury of the chase, the employment in which rably well performed —such is the caprice of imathe artist had represented them as engaged. Lo- gination as affecting the fine arts. A female voice vel looked on this strange scene devoid of wonder sung, with some taste and great simplicity, some(which seldom intrudes itself upon the sleeping thing between a song and a hymn, in words to the fancy), but with an anxious sensation of awful fear, following effect:At length an individual figure among the tissued
" Why sit'st thou by that ruin'd hall, huntsmen, as he gazed upon them more fixedly,
Thou aged carle so stern and grey ? seemed to leave the arras and to approach the bed
Dost thou its former pride recall,
Or ponder how it pass'd away?"of the slumberer. As he drew near, his figure ap
“Know'st thou not me!" the Deep Voice cried, peared to alter. His bugle-horn became a brazen
* So long enjoy'd, ro oft misus d clasped volume; his hunting-cap changed to such
Alternate, in thy tickle pride, a furred head-gear as graces the burgomasters of
Desired, neglected, and accused ? Rembrandt; his Flemish garb remained, but his “ Before my breath, like blazing flax,
Man and his marvels pass away; features, no longer agitated with the fury of the
And changing empires wane and wax, cliase, were changed to such a state of awful and
Are founded, tourish, and decay.
* Redeem mine hours -- the space is brief -
it detestable, but did refrain, as he saw he should
the liquor annually prepared with peculiar care, ac
cording to the approved recipe bequeathed to him While the verses were yet singing, Lovel had by the so-often mentioned Aldobrand Oldenbuck. returned to his bed; the train of ideas which they The hospitality of the ladies offered Lovel a breakawakened was romantic and pleasing, such as his fast more suited to modern taste, and while he was soul delighted in, and, willingly adjourning, till engaged in partaking of it, he was assailed by indimore broad day, the doubtful task of determining rect inquiries concerning the manner in which he on his future line of conduct, he abandoned him- had passed the night. self to the pleasing languor inspired by the music, “ We canna compliment Mr Lovel on his looks and fell into a sound and refreshing sleep, from this morning, brother, but he winna condescend which he was only awakened at a late hour by old on any ground of disturbance he has had in the Caxon, who came creeping into the room to render night time. I am certain he looks very pale, and the offices of a valet-de-chambre.
when he came here, he was as fresh as a rose.” “ I have brushed your coat, sir,” said the old “Why, sister, consider this rose of yours has man, when he perceived Lovel was awake; “ the been knocked about by sea and wind all yesterday callant brought it frae Fairport this morning, for evening, as if he had been a bunch of kelp or tangle
, that ye had on yesterday is scantly feasibly dry, and how the devil would you have him retain his though it's been a' night at the kitchen fire; and I colour?” hae cleaned your shoon. I doubt ye'll no be want “I certainly do still feel somewhat fatigued," ing me to tie your hair, for” (with a gentle sigh) “a' said Lovel,“ notwithstanding the excellent accomthe young gentlemen wear crops now; but I hae the modations with which your hospitality so amply curling-tangs here to gie it a bit turn ower the supplied me.” brow, if ye like, before ye gae down to the leddies.” “Ah, sir!” said Miss Oldbuck, looking at him
Lovel, who was by this time once more on his with a knowing smile, or what was meant to be one, legs, declined the old man's professional offices, “ye’ll not allow of ony inconvenience, out of civility but accompanied the refusal with such a douceur
to us.” as completely sweetened Caxon's mortification. “Really, madam,” replied Lovel, “ I had no dis
“ It's a pity he disna get his hair tied and pou- turbance; for I cannot term such the music with thered," said the ancient frizeur, when he had got which some kind fairy favoured me.” once more into the kitchen, in which, on one pre “ I doubted Mary wad waken you wi' her skrcightence or other, he spent three parts of his idle time ing; she didna ken I had left open a chink of your - that is to say, of his whole time—“it's a great window, for, forbye the ghaist, the Green Room pity, for he's a comely young gentleman.” disna vent weel in a high wind-But I am judging “ Hout awa, ye auld gowk,” said Jenny Rinthe- ye heard mair than Mary's lilts yestreen. Weel
, rout, “ would ye creesh his bonny brown hair wi’ men are hardy creatures, they can gae through your nasty ulyie, and then moust it like the auld wi' a' thing. I am sure, had I been to undergo ony minister's wig? Ye'll be for your breakfast, I'se thing of that nature,—that's to say that's beyond warrant?-hae, there's a soup parritch for ye—it nature- I would hae skreigh'd out at once, and will set ye better to be slaistering at them and the raised the house, be the consequence what liketlapper-milk than middling wi’ Mr Lovel's head-ye and, I dare say, the minister wad hae done as micwad spoil the maist natural and beautifaest head o'kle, and sae I hae tauld him,- I ken naebody but hair in a' Fairport, baith burgh and county.” my brother, Monkbarns himsell, wad gae through
The poor barber sighed over the disrespect into the like o't, if, indeed, it binna you, Mr Lovel.” which his art had so universally fallen, but Jenny “ A man of Mr Oldbuck's learning, madam," was a person too important to offend by contradic- answered the questioned party, “ would not be tion; so sitting quietly down in the kitchen, he exposed to the inconvenience sustained by the Highdigested at once his humiliation, and the contents land gentleman you mentioned last night.” of a bicker which held a Scotch pint of substantial Ay, ay — ye understand now where the diffioatmeal porridge.
culty lies. Language! he has ways o' his ain wad banish a' thae sort o'worticows as far as the hin. dermost parts of Gideon” (meaning possibly Mi
dian), as Mr Blattergowl says-only ane wadna CHAPTER XI, be uncivil to ane's forbear, though he be a ghaist
. Sometimes he thinks that Heaven this pageant sent, I am sure I will try that receipt of yours, brother
, And order'd all the pageants as they went ;
that ye showed me in a book, if onybody is to sleep Sometimes that only 'twas wild Fancy's play, - in that room again, though I think, in Christian The loose and scatter'd relics of the day.
charity, ye should rather fit up the matted-roomWe must now request our readers to adjourn to it's a wee damp and dark, to be sure, but then we the breakfast-parlour of Mr Oldbuck, who, des- hae sae seldom occasion for a spare bed." pising the modern slops of tea and coffee, was sub “No, no, sister ;— dampness and darkness are stantially regaling himself, more majorum, with cold worse than spectres—ours are spirits of light, and roast-beef, and a glass of a sort of beverage called I would rather have you try the spell.” mum-a species of fat ale, brewed from wheat and “ I will do that blythely, Monkbarns, an I had bitter herbs, of which the present generation only the ingredients, as my cookery book ca's themknow the name by its occurrence in revenue acts of There was terrain and dill - i mind that-Davie parliament, coupled with cider, perry, and other Dibble will ken about them, though, maybe, he'll excisable commodities. Lovel, who was seduced gie them Latin names, and peppercorn, we hae to taste it, with difficulty refrained from pronouncing walth o' them, for”
" Hypericon, thou foolish woman!” thundered “Why, if-if- if you thought it would be exOldbuck; “ d’ye suppose you're making a haggis- pected— but I believe I had better stay." or do you think that a spirit, though he be formed • Nay, nay, my good friend, I am not so oldof air, can be expelled by a receipt against wind fashioned as to press you to what is disagreeable, - This wise Grizel of mine, Mr Lovel, recollects neither—it is sufficient that I see there is some (with what accuracy you may judge) a charm which remora, some cause of delay, some mid impediment, I once mentioned to her, and which, happening to which I have no title to inquire into. Or you are hit her superstitious noddle, she remembers better still somewhat tired, perhaps; -- I warrant I find than anything tending to a useful purpose I may means to entertain your intellects without fatiguing chance to have said for this ten years. But many your limbs - I am no friend to violent exertion an old woman besides herself”
myself -- a walk in the garden once a-day is exer" Auld woman, Monkbarns !” said Miss Oldbuck, cise enough for any thinking being-none but a roused something above her usual submissive tone; fool or a fox-hunter would require more. Well, ye really are less than civil to me.”
what shall we set about?-my Essay on Castrame. * Not less than just, Grizel: however, I include tation - but I have that in petto for our afternoon in the same class many a sounding name, from cordial ;—or I will show you the controversy upon Jamblichus down to Aubrey, who have wasted Ossian's Poems between Mac-Cribb and me. I their time in devising imaginary remedies for non- hold with the acute Orcadian—he with the defendexisting diseases.- But I hope, my young friend, ers of the authenticity;— the controversy began in that, charmed or uncharmed-secured by the po- smooth, oily, lady-like terms, but is now waxing tency of Hypericon,
more sour and eager as we get on- it already parWith vervain and with dill,
takes somewhat of old Scaliger's style. I fear the That hinder witches of their will,
rogue will get some scent of that story of Ochilor left disarmed and defenceless to the inroads of tree's - but at worst, I have a hard repartee for the invisible world, you will give another night to him on the affair of the abstracted Antigonus - I the terrors of the haunted apartment, and another will show you his last epistle, and the scroll of my day to your faithful and feal friends.”
answer-egad, it is a trimmer!” " I heartily wish I could, but”
So saying, the Antiquary opened a drawer, and Nay, but me no buts—I have set my heart began rummaging among a quantity of miscellane
ous papers, ancient and modern. But it was the “ I am greatly obliged, my dear sir, but” misfortune of this learned gentleman, as it may be
“ Look ye there, now-but again !- I hate but; that of many learned and unlearned, that he freI know no form of expression in which he can ap- quently experienced, on such occasions, what Harpear, that is amiable, excepting as a butt of sack. lequin calls l'embarras des richesses ; in other words, But is to me a more detestable combination of let- the abundance of his collection often prevented him ters than no itself. No is a surly, honest fellow - from finding the article he sought for. “Curse the speaks his mind rough and round at once. But is papers !-- I believe," said Oldbuck, as he shuffled a sneaking, evasive, half-bred, exceptious sort of a them to and fro—“I believe they make themselves conjunction, which comes to pull away the cup just wings like grasshoppers, and fly away bodily - but when it is at your lips —
here, in the meanwhile, look at that little treasure.” it does allay
So saying, he put into his hand a case made of oak, The good precedent-fie upon but yet!
fenced at the corner with silver roses and studs-But yet is as a jailor to bring forth
“ Pr’ythee, undo this button," said he, as he obSome monstrous malefactor."
served Lovel fumbling at the clasp. He did so, “ Well, then,” answered Lovel, whose motions -the lid opened, and discovered a thin quarto, were really undetermined at the moment, “ you curiously bound in black shagreen—“ There, Mr shall not connect the recollection of my name with Lovel - there is the work I mentioned to you last so churlish a particle. I must soon think of leaving night—the rare quarto of the Augsburg Confession, Fairport, I am afraid --and I will, since you are the foundation at once and the bulwark of the Regood enough to wish it, take this opportunity of formation, drawn up by the learned and venerable spending another day here."
Melancthon, defended by the Elector of Saxony, And you shall be rewarded, my boy. First, you and the other valiant hearts who stood up for their shall see John o' the Girnel's grave, and then we'll faith, even against the front of a powerful and vicwalk gently along the sands, the state of the tide torious emperor, and imprinted by the scarcely being first ascertained (for we will have no more less venerable and praiseworthy Aldobrand OldenPeter Wilkins adventures, no more Glum and Gaw- buck, my happy progenitor, during the yet more tyrie work), as far as Knockwinnock Castle, and in- rannical attempts of Philip II. to suppress at once quire after the old knight and my fair foe—which civil and religious liberty. Yes, sir — for printing will but be barely civil, and then”
this work, that eminent man was expelled from “I beg pardon, my dear sir; but, perhaps, you his ungrateful country, and driven to establish his had better adjourn your visit till to-morrow — 1 am household gods even here at Monkbarns, among a stranger, you know.”
the ruins of papal superstition and domination." And are, therefore, the more bound to show Look upon his venerable effigies, Mr Lovel, and civility, I should suppose. But I beg your pardon respect the honourable occupation in which it prefor mentioning a word that perhaps belongs only sents him, as labouring personally at the press for to a collector of antiquities -- I am one of the old the diffusion of Christian and political knowledge. school,
- And see here his favourite motto, expressive of When courtiers gallop'd o'er four counties
his independence and self-reliance, which scorned The ball's fair partner to behold,
to owe anything to patronage that was not earned And husnbly hope she caught no cold."
by desert - expressive also of that firmness of mind