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SCOTT, OF THE ETTRICK SHEPHERD, SIR
HENRY RAEBURN, &c. &c.

From Tait's Magazine.

Yet

remaining twenty pounds due to me, and | RANDOM REMINISCENCES OF SIR WALTER now forwarded it to my house. O! with what playful contempt should I have beheld it, had I regarded it in the light of a drop of water coming to mix with the boundless ocean of thirty thousand pounds! Perhaps THE value of reminiscences of eminent I should even have tossed it, as a valedictory men must be in proportion to the opinion gift, to speed the parting' Dorothy; but entertained of the writer's powers and opnow it was received with real rapture and portunities of observation, and of his good gratitude. The next day I took Octavia faith as an accurate reporter and chronicler. and our children to Hastings-not to an The reminiscences we have to present to 'exquisite marine villa,' but to an obscure our readers, connected with Scott and lodging, from which the sea was distinctly "The Sheperd," bear intrinsic evidence of visible to an extremely clear-sighted per- their genuineness in every sentence. son, who did not mind running a little risk we deem it the most satisfactory, and also of falling out of an upper window in the at- the most simple and direct mode of protempt to feast their eyes upon it; but, cedure, to permit Sir Walter Scott himself thanks to Providence, Octavia returned to introduce the individual who here recalls home in two months, restored to health, his sayings and doings; and who, without and I was enabled to give my undivided being blind to his weaknesses, appears to thoughts and time to the duties of my pro- cherish his memory with the most devoted fession. A difficult cause was to be tried and grateful respect. To few individuals respecting the rightful heirship to an es- could Sir Walter Scott have appeared untate the person who claimed it was der an aspect more uniformly kind and bethought to do so on inadequate grounds. nignant than he must have done to Mr. He put his cause into my hands, he re- Morrison. Their acquaintance commenced quested me to examine and compare sun- in 1803-an early period of Scott's brilliant dry papers and documents; it was evident career; and eighteen years afterwards, we to me, after perusing them, that others of find him thus cautiously and characteristicmore importance were in existence. Ially describing the author of the subjoined urged him to a diligent search; it was at- Reminiscences, in whose prosperity he at tended with success, and the cause was all times took no ordinary interest. Mr. gained. His gratitude was unbounded, and Morrison's name does not, we believe, once he forced upon me a remuneration for my occur in Mr. Lockhart's Memoirs of Scott; assistance, far beyond my expectations; but this is an oblivion which he shares with but I drew a more solid advantage from the many other of Sir Walter's early friends; trial; my name became known; I was and it is one of small consequence, save sought out by new clients; business poured that it renders this explanation necessary:— in upon me, and profit also, in due proportion. I have been a prosperous man, and MR. WALTER SCOTT TO MR. ROSCOE OF LIVerpool. my private property now amounts to a larger sum than my supposititious lottery prize, while I have a lucrative profession which occupies my time satisfactorily, and I hope usefully, and adds to my power of relieving the necessities of others, as well as of bestowing the goods of education and fortune on my family. All is for the best. I have enjoyed but once an hour of overwhelming happiness, but I have enjoyed He is a very worthy, as well as a very clever many years of true and calm content. Iman; and was much distinguished in his profession as a civil engineer, surveyor, &c., until he have won my way to fortune step by step, was unlucky enough to lay it aside for the purand truly grateful do I feel that I have won pose of taking a farm. I should add that this was it by the assistance of Coke and Black-done with the highly laudable purpose of keepstone, rather than by that of Bish and Caning a roof over his father's head, and maintainter, even although to their unconscious agency I owe the delightful delusion of The Happiest Hour of my Life !'"

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DEAR SIR,-I should not have presumed to give the bearer an introduction to you on my own sole authority; but as he carries a letter from General Dirom of Mount Annan, and as I the liberty of strengthening (if I may use the sincerely interest myself in his fortunes, I take phrase) the General's recommendation, and, at the same time, of explaining a circumstance or two which may have some influence on Mr. Morrison's destiny.

ing the old man in his paternal farm. At the expiry of the lease, however, Mr. Morrison found

himself a loser to such an amount that he did not think it prudent to renew the bargain, and attempted to enter upon his former profession. But being, I think, rather impatient on finding that employment did not occur quite so readily

as formerly, he gave way to a natural turn for Or watching in rapture, unbounded and high, painting, and it is as an artist that he visits Liv-The bright maiden-glance of a sweet rolling eye? erpool. I own, though no judge of the art, I-Or say, has his deep hyperbolical smile, think he has mistaken his talents; for, though With a flow of fine words, and deep phrases the while, he sketches remarkably well in outline, especial- The gentry of Wales to astonishment driven, ly our mountain scenery, and although he was At a mind so unbounded by Earth or by Heaven? bred to the art, yet so long an interval has pass-Whate'er he is doing, where'er he may roam, ed, that I should doubt his ever acquiring a facility in coloring.

However, he is to try his chance. But he would fain hope something would occur in a city where science is so much in request, to engage him more profitably to himself, and more usefully to others, in the way of his orignial profession as an engineer, in which he is really excellent. I should be sincerely glad, however, that he throve in some way or other, as he is a most excellent person in disposition and private conduct, an enthusiast in literature, and a shrewd entertaining companion in society.

I could not think of his carrying a letter to you without your being fully acquainted of the merits he possesses besides the painting, of which I do not think well at present; though, perhaps, he may improve.-I am, Sir, with very great respect, your most obedient servant. WALTER SCOTT.

EDINBURGH, 1st June, 1821.

In Liverpool, Mr. Morrison, as will afterwards be seen, met with the kindest reception from Mr. Roscoe, who returned him Sir Walter Scott's introductory letter, as a document of more value to himself than to any one else. Before coming to the Reminiscences, and in order to throw a little more light upon the character of their writer, and his connexion with the distinguished individuals from whom they derive their interest, we copy from the original MS. of the Ettrick Shepherd, the following rhymed epistle and epitaph, addressed to Mr. Morrison while he was engaged on some piece of professional business with Mr. Telford in North Wales.

EDINBURGH, July 18, 1810. Thou breeze of the south, so delightful and mild, Enriched with the balms of the valley and wild, With pleasure I list to thy far-swelling sigh, And watch the soft shades of thy vapors on high. -O! say, in thy wanderings afar hast thou seen, Mong Cambria's lone valleys and mountains of

green,

A wanderer from Scotia, unstable and gay,
The friend of my heart, but the friend of a day?
Who left us without telling wherefore or why,
Unless by the murmurs uncertain and shy;
And pleased a new scene and new manners to see,
He breathes not a sigh for old Scotia and me!

Then say, gentle breeze, ere for ever you fly To mountains and moors where thy murmurs shall die,

Say where my few lines or inquiries shall find
This bird of the ocean, this son of the wind!

Is he dancing with Cambrian maids on the green?
Or making a plain where a mountain has been?
Or diving the deep, the foundation to see
Of a bridge to astonish and rainbow the sea?

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O bear him good news from his sweet native home;
And tell him his friends in Edina that stay
Are sadly distressed at his biding away;
That a passionate

"" and pennyless Bard, Would, with much satisfaction, his presence regard; That the one still is basking in Fortune's bright smile, The other 's despised, though admired all the And from listless inaction, if nothing can save, while; He may sink, without fail, in despair to the grave; "Like the bubble on the fountain, like the foam on the river, The Bard of the Mountain is gone and for ever." O tell me, dear Morrison, fairly and free, Say what must I do to be gifted like thee! Is genius with poverty ever combined Without perseverance or firmness of mind? Or would affluence load her bold pinion of fire, And crush her in*- of sense to expire? If so, let me suffer and wrestle my way; But give me my friend and my song while I stay: With a heart unaffectedly kind and sincere, To the lass that I love, and the friend I revere ; Though thou, as that friend, hast been rather unseemly,

A SHEPHERD, dear Jock, will for ever esteem thee. JAMES HOGG.

In the above epistle the following epitaph was' enclosed:

EPITAPH ON MR. JOHN MORRISON, LAND-SURVEYOR.
BY JAMES HOGG.

Here lies, in the hope of a blest resurrection,
What once was a whim in the utmost perfection;
You have heard of Jock Morrison, reader. O hold!
Tread lightly the turf on his bosom so cold;
For a generouser heart, or a noddle more clear,
Never mouldered in dust than lies mouldering here.
His follies, believe me-and he had a part-
Sprang always spontaneous, but not from his heart:
Then let them die with him; for where will you

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REMINISCENCES OF SIR WALTER SCOTT. bachelor's hall. Mr. Scott inquired much

I BECAME acquainted with Mr. Scott in 1803, from the following circumstance :In the first edition of the "Minstrelsy of

the Scottish Border," and in the ballad of "Annan Water," are these words,

"O! wae betide the frush saugh wand, And wae betide the bush of brier,

For they broke into my true love's hand,

about the ruins aud traditions of Galloway but more particularly about the songs and rhymes that had not appeared in print, and if we had any legends of the Douglases, "who once were great men in your country." "We have," said I, "their castle of Threave still standing on an island of the river Dee; but we do not associate their

When his strength turned weak, and his limbs memory with any thing that is good. Their

did tire."

And in a note at the bottom of the page, Frush signifies fresh or tough. On which I took the liberty of writing to the Editor, "Frush does not mean fresh, but brittle, or half rotten; and such is the meaning of Holinshed in his description of Ireland: "They are sore frushed with sickness, or too far withered with age.' The saugh wand broke in her true love's hand, from its being frush, i. e., withered or rotten. Barbour, when the shaft of Bruce's battleaxe broke in his encounter with De Bohun,

says

So

The hand-ax schaft fruschit in twa.' "You state that the ballad of Annan Water' is now published for the first time; I send you the song in a half-penny ballad, published in Dumfries thirty years ago. I have seen still another copy, where the hero is more cautious,—

'Annan Water's broad and deep,
And my fair Annie's passing bonny,
Yet I am loth to wet my feet,

Although I lo'e her best of ony.'"

I received an immediate answer, thanking me for my communication, and desiring my farther remarks on any other subject in the publication, with a present of the "Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border," and an invitation to visit him when I might have occasion to come to Edinburgh.

It was two years before I had occasion to visit Edinburgh, when I waited on Mr. Scott, and had a most gracious reception. I had visited the Court of Session on my arrival in town, to have a look; and I was much disappointed. He had a downward, and, to me, a forbidding aspect; and so strikingly resembled Will Dalzell, the gravedigger of my native parish of Terregles, a person of rather weak intellect, that I could not help thinking there must be some analogy in their genius; but the spell dissolved the instant he spoke. He invited me to dinner: "Indeed, you had better wait, in the library there are maps and prints, besides books; and dinner will be ready in an hour." His family was in the country, so that he was keeping

castle of Threave was with the assistance the stones were brought from Rascawel of the devil, built in ,one night; although Heugh, a distance of at least ten miles; as the same kind of sandstone is there only to be found. There are some lines, descriptive of this infernal piece of masonry, which I have written down somewhere.". said he, "let me have a copy. Any more about the Douglas ?"-" He had a grudge at the Laird of Cardoness, and surrounded the castle; but the laird was nowhere to be found. He offered to satisfy any one

"Do,"

with gold who would show him the hidingplace of his enemy. The cook pointed up the chimney, where he was concealed; from whence he was immediately dragged and despatched. Douglas then directed the cook to put on the fire a little pot, which he filled with gold, and, placing the betrayer of his master fast in a chair, directed his mouth to be gagged, and poured down the melted liquid: then, turning to his followers, said, 'Behold the reward of treachery!' He also, as you have yourself narrated, murdered the Master of Bomby; but the country resolved to suffer his tyranny no longer. Twelve brothers, blacksmiths by trade, who lived at Carline work, not far from Threave, made a cannon, consisting of twelve staves, each brother making one. They then bound them in the proper form, by twelve hoops, or girds, and carried the cannon to a commanding situation, still pointed out, and still retaining the title of Camdudal or Camp-Douglas, and at the first shot knocked a hole through and through the castle, as the breach now shows; on which Douglas fled, and never again set his foot in Galloway. It is said that, in his flight, he robbed the abbey of Lincluden, and with his men ravished all the nuns.""I have understood," said Mr. Scott, "that he expelled the nuns on account of their irregular way of living; but I have my doubts whether he was so stern a moralist. You must make me a drawing of Threave, or any other town or castle connected with

The name of these brothers was M'Min. I

have talked with a person of that name, who claimed being their lineal descendant.

cairn see to spin their tow.' The uncle, William Gordon, said that she was a rank Catholic b from the highlands, and was the ruin of his poor brother. And added, that Kenmure had a favorite in the clachan he liked much better, to which the old song alludes

the Douglas. The Gordons succeeded the Glencairn see to spin their tow.' Some Douglases, and some of them were not have it, If the dogs lose the day at much better. I have seen a copy of a par- Preston, I'll let the b—es of Ġlendon granted to Gordon of Lochinvar for certain crimes and misdemeanors: for the slaughter of Lord Herries, and driving his cattle; for the crime of adultery; for abusing a witch, or supposed witch, and scoring her with his sword across the forehead; and for not only deforcing the king's messenger who came to arrest him, but forcing him to eat and swallow his own royal warrant."-"With respect to our songs, we have the Lass of Loch Ryan, which you know; Fair Margaret, of rather spectral import; we have Lochinvar who carried off a lady on her wedding day. She

'Kenmure's on and awa,

And Kenmure's on and awa,

And Kenmure was the bonniest lad
That lived in Gallowa.
Kenmure bought me ae silk gown,
My minnie took that frae me,

When Kenmure he got word of that
He bought me other three.''

"The Gordons," said Mr. Scott, "were

'Sent her former lover a letter, her wedding to from the south. The parish of Gordon was

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their property. Two brothers left the coun-
try: one went north, whose descendants
are dukes of Gordon; the other directed
his course west, and became Lord of Loch-
invar and Kenmure. You sent us Buc-
cleugh, and we sent you Kenmure; and as
was sent for stealing
you say the one
sheep, perhaps the other was expelled for
something of the same sort."

An old gentleman made the third person. at dinner. He spoke little. He was one of Mr. Scott's neighbors in the country. On preparing to go away, Mr. Scott said"You will oblige me greatly by making me some drawings of your old castles. I am Caerlaverock: it is a noble ruin, and the particularly anxious to have a drawing of stacks of chimneys are still very perfect and in the finest style. I was once there, and was much pleased. Threave, also, I must have; but I suppose there is nothing elegant there: strength was the grand object. And any old scraps of rhyme, or anecdote, will be most acceptable. Come to breakfast to-morrow; and come early; you will find me in the library, and can divert yourself with a book."

"There's the banes of a good song there; try to recover some more.' "The rest, so far as I can recollect, is mere doggerel. The disappointed bridegroom receives a taunt, that he had catched frogs instead of fish. Kenmure's on and awa is very good the old way; not the edition in Johnson's collection, but a set much older. In 1746 or 1747, one of the Gordons of Kenmure lived in Terregles House. My father, when Next morning I found him in his study. a boy, used to accompany him to the fish-"There," said he, " is a line to the keeper ing, and had from him many stories about of the Advocates' Library. Ask for a catKenmure. Kenmure was forced out in alogue, and the keeper will bring you any 1715, against his better judgment, by his book you ask for. wife. On leaving the castle his horse stum-ting materials." bled, which, he observed, was a bad omen. 'Go forward, my lord,' said she, and prosper! Let it never be said that the snapper of a horse's foot daunted the heart of a Gordon.' There is a saying of hers often repeated in the country, of which I do not know the import: If the lads lose the day at Preston, I'll let the witches of *See Scott's Lochinvar, in "Marmion."

You can also have wriDuring breakfast he inquired if I was acquainted with James Hogg. "I met with him," said I, "on my way to Edinburgh. I was perambulating the country for a proposed road from the south towards Edinburgh, and on my route passed the farm of Mitchelslacks, where he is shepherd. I intended to call; but before reaching the house, I met him on his way to the hill. His plaid was wrapped

round him, although the morning was warm answered that she was gone home. He and sunny. He was without shoes, with then apparently retired to bed. On the half stockings on his legs, and a dog at his following morning the girl was found dead foot. I inquired if he knew Mr. Hogg-'I at a short distance from her mother's door. am that individual.' We sat down by a I was present at the precognition with the well; and I had a small flask of brandy in sheriff, Sir Alexander Gordon. In the mean my pocket. We instantly became friends. time Hannay was secured. The girl was 'What are you doing in our part of the found on a rising ground. There had been country 'I am,' said I, 'endeavoring to a severe struggle from this spot to the botfind a line for a proposed road up the vale tom of the brae. The broom, which was of the Ae water; and hitherto I have met in full bloom, had been grasped and stripwith no difficulty from the water of Sark, ped of its blossoms; one of her shoes was near Gretna, to where we are sitting. From found at the bottom, where the murder had this point I wish to get into Daar water, been finished; and the body carried up the and so down the Tweed.'-'Your work is bank, where the struggle had commenced, near an end,' said the Shepherd, 'for the and the clothes adjusted. The black marks devil a wheel-carriage road you will ever of fingers and a thumb were visible on her get from this to the water of Daar.' And throat, and a little blood was oozing from on examining the country, I found that he her mouth. The body was warm when was perfectly correct." found. I was immediately sent to examine the ground. The servant, on going to make up Hannay's bed, which was in the stable above the horses, found that the bed had not been occupied. At some stiles between Castlehill and the girl's home, and on the footpath, the ground was soft, and I observed the print of feet, a greater and less, which I concluded to be a man's and a woman's; these I measured carefully, and found them to agree exactly with the shoes of Hannay and the poor girl. It was evident that he had made his victim conceal herself about the place; and, in order to lull suspicion, had made his appearance at supper, and seemingly retired to bed, but had again joined the girl, and conducted her to the place where he committed the crime.

"Hogg is a wonderful man," said Mr. Scott, and has been of great use to me in procuring materials when I was arranging the Border Minstrelsy; and furnished me with one of its best pieces, Auld Maitland, with some other excellent fragments." I mentioned that Mr. Hogg intended coming to Edinburgh soon. "If so, you will meet him here often. I hope that you are to remain for some time, indeed, as a land surveyor, you ought to make Edinburgh your home. Come, and I will introduce you to some friendly writers; they have all the most lucrative department of your business in their hands, as I learn, by plans and surveys passing through the court." I mentioned that I had the offer of being appointed secretary to General Dirom, Deputy-quarter-master-general, worth a hundred pounds a year, and liberal leave of absence. Accept, by all means; it may, nay must, lead to something better; and I will be always ready to give you a lift."

"I am here," said I, "on a trial for mur der; having made a plan of the scene and country connected. I have been summoned as a witness to describe my plan as connected with the circumstances of the murder."-" Mention the leading points connected with your plan."-"On the night of the murder, Mary Robson and John Hannay met by appointment in Dumfries to arrange their marriage. She lived with her mother about five miles distant at Lochrutton, and he was a servant in Castlehill, about three miles from Dumfries. They were seen in the town, and also resting about twilight not far from the place of Hannay's residence. At the usual hour he appeared at supper with his fellow servants. He was asked what he had done with Mary. He

"I am going now," I said, "to call on the Crown agent respecting the plan."-" He is," said Mr. Scott, "my most particular friend, William Clerk. I will, if you wish it, give you a card of introduction. You are likely to be the first witness called; and, after giving your evidence, you may remain during the trial, take notes, and compare the proof with the opinions you have already formed. I recollect," said Mr. Scott, "something of a murder that was committed in Galloway, where the guilty person was discovered in the same manner, by the size of his shoe, and also by some particular mark on the sole. Your sheriff, Gordon, was the person who took the precognition, and measured the murderer's foot, who was condemned altogether on presumptive proof, but afterwards confessed."

Mr. Hogg, soon after this, arrived in Edinburgh, and introduced me to Mr. Grieve, with whom we dined; and next day Mr. Hogg brought us an invitation to sup with

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