French and Italian with fluency, played on | tious earl see the time, then fast approaching, the spinet, and excelled in all those fine when fortune (whose smiles are no evidence works of the needle, which, in her day, were of a man's desert) would smile upon his considered indispensable in the education of wishes; when Scotland would no longer be a gentlewoman; but these accomplishments the theatre of his actions; but far away, in were only the flowers that wreathed the out- merry England, where lay the yellow fields, side of that fair temple of purity and grace, from which he was to glean the golden harwithin burned the sweet incense of early vest of that distinction he coveted-when, as piety, poetic fancy, and clear reason; and, lord of the bedchamber, he would stand upon together, with a joyousness of spirit that ting- the first "stepping-stone" to the promised ed with its reflected sunshine every object land, and, domesticated at the court of George within its influence, and a temper sweet as the Third,* lose all relish for the quiet the gathered honey from a thousand flowers, charms of his native Bute. made up a character of feminine excellence, which she retained through a long and honored life.

delights. The earl was, of course, for the new family, and bitterly enough spoke of the folly and madness of Prince Charles Edward, whom his sisters pitied; and when alone together, the wish that the gallant laddie might get safe out of Scotland, was echoed with many a sigh from the rosy lips of all three. Selfishness draws its narrow circle round the heart, but charity is of no party and no country, weeping alike over the wounds of the aggressor and the aggressed.

But to proceed with our tale, or rather, chronicle. The fatal battle of Culloden had been fought, and the bright eyes of Lady Lady Jane, with her three sisters, the Ladies Jane and her sisters bore almost daily tribute Mary, Grace, and Ann Stuart, were solely to that tenderness, that, in woman, melts at dependant upon their brother, the Earl of the relation of deeds in which man too often Bute, having unfortunately lost both their parents. Their constant residence was at Mount Stuart, in the Isle of Bute, where, as Lady Wortley Montagu observes, in one of her letters, "they lived like nuns." The eldest of the fair solitaires early married Sir Robert Menzies, and in visits to her and their uncle the Duke of Argyle, the three unmarried sisters saw occasionally a little of that world from which their home so completly shut them out, that Rumor, with his hundred tongues, rarely brought them news of death or bridal, battle or hurricane, save when the old butler, Donald, returned from some special errand to "bonnie Edinburgh;" or old Penniefee, the travelling chapman, delighted the lasses with the display of all his cheap bravery. Yet my grandmother dearly loved her native Bute; and, when an old woman, would speak of it with tenderness, and say, with a heavy sigh, "the days are awa that I have seen. The Earl of Bute was a man of strong natural sense, which had been highly cultivated by a liberal education; but withal so intolerably stocked with family pride, that the social virtues, which are the golden bands that bind society together, withered, in his chilling presence, like delicate plants when exposed to the blighting frosts of winter.

This pride, nursed by a noble descent, and the storied relics of his chivalrous ancestors, hung up in the old hall and ancient chainbers at Bute, gave rise probably to that restless ambition, against which the caustic Junius hurled the thunders of his eloquence, and for which England has wept tears of

blood.

Lady Jane, and her sister Lady Grace, were on a visit at Menzies Castle, when a letter from the earl, (who had been some time absent in England,†) mentioned his intention of being at Bute in a day or two. Anxious to see him, the affectionate maid took leave of her sister, and regardless of the disappointed looks of young Campbell, a handsome but not favored suitor, departed on her way to Bute.

Travelling in my grandmother's day was not very agreeable; the roads were wretchedly bad, and the carriages, even of the nobility, clumsy, and by their unwieldy construction liable to overturn. The state of the country, too, offered no inducement for undertaking a journey. Scotland was disturbed by civil contention, and overrun with English troops, who were then looked upon with the same feelings of jealousy and dislike with which they are now regarded by the sister kingdom of Ireland. The battle of Culloden had annihilated the hopes, but not in any way deadened the wishes, of the Scottish clans in favor of the young prince, Charles Edward. A hardy race of men,

There was another cause, also, which might perhaps give an impetus to his ambition. "The Earl of Bute was appointed one of the The earl's rental was very inadequate to the support of that state he loved to keep up, and Lords of the Bedchamber to the Prince of Wales his high patrician spirit felt humbled and (father of George the Third) in October, 1750, five annoyed by the superior splendor in which years after the defeat of the Pretender at Culloden. many of his compeers in rank lived. Brood- And in 1760, two days after the accession of George the Third to the throne, the earl was, with ing over these mortifications, he would wan- the king's eldest brother, introduced into the Privy der forth at nightfall, when at Bute, to vent Council, where he began to assume an air of auin solitude those feelings which his cold, re-thority, which gave much disgust to the adminis served nature, kept even from his nearest and most intimate friends. And while watching the wild waves, as they dashed along in their reckless course, how little did the ambi

tration."

+ The union of Lord Bute with the daughter of Lady Mary Wortley Montagu led to his residing in England.

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"And what," continued the earl, "says Sir Robert to the present aspect of affairs in Scotland?"

"I believe," replied Lady Jane, "his fears are rather strong of something still brewing among the clans that adhere to Prince Charles."

"Well, Jane," said the earl, as she seated and whose chief knowledge lay in the legends herself at the end of the green damask cov and traditions of other days, were likely to ered settee upon which he half reclined, keep alive the old hereditary affection, trans-"how have you left our friends at Menzies mitted from father to son, for the unfortunate Castle?" Stuart race. Neither can we wonder that Quite well," said she, "but very anxious such affection strengthened after the young to hear from you." Pretender came amongst them: or that, defeated, they could not at once cease to lament the total extinction of those things that had so long given a zest to the cup of the reveller and a charm to the tale and the song of the bard. Detachments from the Duke of Cumberland's army having been sent out and encamped at different places for the safety of the country, and the rebels being dispersed all over the highlands, hiding in secret fastnesses and reduced to the extreme of want, the Jacobites had no alternative but to chew the cud of disappointment in sullen silence. Yet nature would at times break out, despite the dread which the name of the san- "I was almost afraid," said Lady Jane, guinary duke inspired, and many and bloody" as we travelled along: some impudent Engwere the combats between the victors and lish soldiers looked in at the carriage winand the vanquished when a cup of mountain dows, and asked us if we were carrying the dew had set the staunch Jacobíte's heart in a Pretender to the Pope. At an inn on the glow. To some of these unpleasant encoun-road the hostess told me that the captain of ters Lady Jane was herself a fearful witness a troop from England had slept there the as she journeyed homewards.

Stopping to take refreshment at a little road-side inn, she was shown into a chamber, over the door of which was written in chalk the name of Courtenay.* The gude alewife informed her that the captain of an English troop had slept there the night before, and was then on his way to secure the person of the unfortunate Charles Edward.

"The Pretender you mean, Jane," said her brother sharply. "Yes, yes, the tartans are still on the stir; but I hope the troops sent over by England will soon send them back to their strongholds in the mountains, or some still stronger retreat where they may eschew their folly for the future."

night before, and was then on his way to seize the unfortunate Charles, who was reported to be somewhere in this neighborhood."

"Yes," said her brother musingly, "a price has been set upon his head, and the man that harbors him had better look to his own."

"Oh, heavens!" said the tender-hearted On landing from the boat at Rothsay, Lady Lady Jane, "a price set upon his head; and Jane found old Donald waiting at the water-will the brave Scotch betray him to his ene

side.

Well, Donald, did you expect me?" "Weel, yes, my bonnie leddy, I ken'd ye wad be lothe to keep the lord waiting." "Is my brother arrived then?"

"Troth is he; he cam hame yestreen wi' a mountebank southron, a daft loon o' a servant, wi' mair gowd on his claiths than wad fin' a' Bute in whiskey for a twalmonth."

"And how does my brother seem, Donald -is he in good spirits?"

mies-for vile gold betray the legitimate heir of their native kings?"

"You speak like a woman, Jane, more from feeling than reason: 'tis true, Charles Stuart is the legitimate descendant of the royal family of Scotland; but as to his right to the crown, the laws have decided, and wisely, against the succession of a Catholic prince; he only therefore courts his own ruin, and that of his brave but misguided followers, by prolonging his stay among our "Weel, joost as ye ken him langsyne, vary mountains: 'tis rumored that Macdonald of spare o' cracking wi' ony body; I dinna ken Lochgavie has got one hundred resolute highhe's sae fresh-looking, but ablins he's made a landers in arms, and is making to Lochabar, leetle too free wi' himself amang the south-where he expects to be joined by other clans; rons; gude troth, they southrons wad sell but they'll soon pay dearly for their rashness their sauls to the auld deevil for gude enter- in attempting to cope with the Duke of Cumtainment o' their bodies." berland's troops. See," continued the earl, When my grandmother entered the library taking a paper out of his pocket-book, “here where the earl was seated, she was struck is a capital description of the young chevawith the anxious and perturbed expression of lier and his pious brother,* which I took his countenance; his greeting, however, was from the St. James's Evening Post, Novemmore kindly than of wont, while Lady Jane, ber 30th. who dearly loved her brother, welcomed him with all those sunny smiles that so well become the fair face of woman at the domestic hearth.

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"ADVERTISEMENT.

Run away from their master at Rome, in the dog days of last August, and since se

* Henry, afterwards Cardinal York.

creted in France, two Young Lurchers, of the ringing at the portal bell startled Lady Jane; right Italian breed; and being of a black" Who can it be?" said his lordship, " 'tis a tan color, with sharp noses, long claws, and late hour for visitors." The door opened, hanging ears, have been taken abroad for and old Donald, with a sagacious movement King Charles the Second's breed, but are of the head, ushered in a tall figure, closely only base mongrels of another litter. They wrapped up in the foldings of his plaid. The are supposed to be on the hunt for prey in stranger advanced towards the earl, and lookthe north. They go a full dog-trot by night ing cautiously round to see if Donald had for fear of being catch'd. They answer to left the room, said in a hurried tone, "The the names of Hector and Plunder, and will Stuart claims protection from a Stuart-the jump and dance at the sound of a French-blood-hounds of England are in full chase horn, being used to that note by an old dog-of me; I know, my Lord of Bute, that you master at Paris. They prick up their ears are a staunch friend of the Brunswicker, but also at the music of a Lancashire hornpipe. as an honorable enemy, I call upon you to "This is to give notice, that whoever can give Charles Stuart the shelter of your hossecure this couple of curs, and bring them pitable walls for one night." back to the Pope's Head, at Rome, near St. As the prince ended, he shook back the Peter's Church; or to the Cardinal's Cap, at large plaid that enveloped his person, and Versailles; or to the King's Arms, at New- stood with keen eye surveying the silent earl, castle; or to the Thistle, at Edinburgh; or who sate agitated, and irresolute how to act. to the Three Kings, at Brentford; or, rather, A look of contemptuous bearing slightly to the sign of the Axe, on Tower Hill, shall curved the prince's lip. “You cannot aid have the reward of thirteen-pence halfpenny, me," said he, breaking silence; "fear has or any sum below a crown, and the thanks sealed up your heart, my lord, against the of all the powers of Europe, except France, true descendant of your native kings, and I Spain, and the Pope. am betrayed."

"N. B. They have each a French collar "Oh! no, indeed," said Lady Jane, with on, stamped with their father's arms, a warm-animation, and blushing at the same time at ing-pan and flower-de-lus, with this inscrip- her own temerity, (for in those days young tion "We are but young puppies of Ten-ladies rarely played the orator, like our cin's pack.' Beware of them, for they have modern belles.) "Oh! no, indeed, my lord, got a smack of the Scot's mange; and those that are bit by them run mad, and are called Jacobites."

my brother is the last to betray you to your enemies; he is only perplexed how to act consistently both with his duty and your safety."

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"Well," said Lady Jane, "from this speci- The prince fixed his brilliant eyes upon men of English wit, I should imagine that Lady Jane with a softened expression. the claim of the chevalier as the legitimate" Lovely lady, I am bound to thank you, but heir of James the Second is unfounded." I must take my answer from other lips," "Oh, as to that," answered the earl, "I glancing at the earl as he spoke. pay little regard; there is not the shadow of "Take it then from mine," said Lord Bute, a doubt but that his claim would be just suddenly changing his look of irresolution enough if it depended on the right of de- to one of a more decisive character; hapscent; but that has nothing to do with the pen what may, my lord, you are safe-you question at issue; as I said before, the law have put yourself in my power, and shall has set the seal to the exclusion of a Cath-neither lack security nor the rights of hosolic prince from the throne; if he had all pitality in this castle, where your ancestors the right of heirdom and all the virtues in have found both, till to-morrow. I pledge the world, his religion would make him unfit myself for your safety, but beyond that I to govern a free people, and little do the dare not." good people of Scotland know themselves, if "Be it so, then," said the prince, throwing they deem that happiness could be enjoyed off his highland plaid, which had hitherto under a popish prince. 'Tis bad enough in concealed his elegant person; upon which Catholic countries, but heaven bless us in Lady Jane gazed with youthful admiration. this, where so few profess the faith, to have Her's was the age of romance and feelings a king lord it over a nation, nearly the whole unimpaired by commerce with a selfish of which he is bound to believe out of the world; and the sight of a young and beaupale of salvation. Why his very creed would tiful prince flying in his father-land from teach him that it was a meritorious act to merciless pursuers, awakened all those oppress and harass a land of heretics; but warm sympathies that are too impulsive in come," continued the earl, half smiling, "I'll woman to calculate upon danger to be indrown Charles Edward in a cup of good curred in the performance of a generous acwine." So saying, he seated himself at the supper table, which was spread with all the most tempting cates that Mistress Abernethy, the old housekeeper, had collected from her choice stores, to do honor to her lord's visit to Bute.

The earl and his sister had not been seated many moments at the board, when a loud

tion.

Even the cold-looking visage of the earl seemed to warm into something like feeling, as his eye rested for a brief moment on the fugitive prince. Charles Stuart was then in the bloom of youth, and the flush of manly beauty; he was "six feet in height, of an erect and dignified carriage; his dress was a

highland garb, of fine silk tartan, red velvet | breeches, and a blue velvet bonnet, with gold lace round it, and a white rose carelessly stuck in the band. On his breast sparkled a large jewel, with St. Andrew's cross appended."

After the prince had satisfied the claims of appetite, to which the cold breezes on the water had given unwonted sharpness, Lady Jane filled a silver tassie, and handed it with blushing grace to their noble guest, who, with a smile, and expressive inclination of the head, drank to the health of his fair Ganymede.

"Do you imagine, my lord," said the earl, addressing the prince, "that the troops are really on their way to Bute?"

""Tis more than probable," answered

"My dear brother," said she, at last break-ing objects-the organs being no more than ing silence, "you have forgotten old Donald; its influence. SENSIBILITY, then, is our guarthe instruments by which SENSIBILITY exerts he can be safely trusted with the secret of dian angel-it is, like the sailor's "sweet little the prince's concealment here." watches over "our lives and safeties all." an invisible agent that for ever

some the kidneys, some the brain, some the liver. If you rub belladonna into the skin of your leg, it will not affect your leg; but you will wake some fine morning and be astonished to discover that you have suddenly become blind. This once occurred to a patient who was under the care of the late Mr. Abernethy for a sore leg; Mr. Abernethy having ordered the sore to be dressed with the extract of belladonna. The man, however, recovered his sight. Mr. Abernethy never dressed sore legs with belladonna again. I heard him relate this circumstance myself.

"Behold! it does me no harm! it gives me no pain! it causes me no inconvenience!" Thus appealing, in his defence, to the silence of that voice which he had himself forcibly silenced. This is abominable. Let every man drink what poison he pleases. Of this I do not complain. But let him not go about to defend the practice; for this is to allure others into the same trap which is already closing its iron teeth upon his own hapless person.

hour in the belfry of a church, while the bells are ringing, when he comes down he will be almost deaf for a time. Shortly, however, he will recover his hearing. If a man look at the sun for a minute or two, when he first looks aside he will not be able to distinguish objects. He will, however, presently recover accurate vision. If a man has drunk spirit till the lining of his throat has no more sensibility than the lining of a copper kettle, let him desist for a few months and it will be restored. If a man have fed on highly seasoned soups, piquant ragouts, and other French abominations, until he can discover

But, luckily for us frail mortals, when this natural SENSIBILITY has been only impairednot utterly destroyed-it can be restored by Every organ, therefore, has a peculiar SEN- rest, and only by rest; that is, by ceasing to SIBILITY of its own, and can be properly af- stimulate it. A few common and well known fected by certain stimuli only-all others, if facts will be sufficient to prove this. If a man they affect it at all, affecting it injuriously; has taken snuff for ten years, and then leave and the evidence of the impropriety of a stimu- it off for ten years, should he be fool enough lus is the pain or the other inconvenience pro-to begin again, he will be as much affected duced. Hence arises a corollary, viz. that by it as he was at first. If a man spend an whatever stimulus produces pain or other inconvenience, is an improper stimulus. The pain, for instance, produced by blowing salt into the eye is sufficient proof that salt is a stimulus not proper to that organ, and cannot, therefore, be applied to it without injuring it. This peculiar, distinctive, or eclectic, or natural SENSIBILITY, is impaired by over stimulation. Thus we may be deafened by excess of sound, and blinded by excess of light. Every body knows, too, that snuff will produce, in persons not accustomed to it, violent and painful sneezing; while those who have been industriously stimulating their nostrils with it for some time, can take the strong-no flavor in dry bread, let him be sent to est kinds without its affecting them at all. Again, persons who have never smoked, will generally be sick when they first begin; but, after a short time, can smoke pipe after pipe without inconvenience. If a person, not accustomed to drink any thing stronger than water, were to swallow a glass of whiskey, it would almost choke him; while a Scottish Highland- Another peculiarity of general sensibility er will toss off glass after glass, not only with-is, that it can be accumulated in one organout inconvenience, but with a most pleasant gusto.

Now what have these persons done? these snuff-takers, pipe-smokers, and dram-drink

ers?

Brixton tread-mill for a month, and he will discover that a penny loaf is a delicious morsel. But I need not multiply instances-your own recollection will furnish you with abundant proofs that the way to restore impaired sensibility is to allow it to remain for a time unstimulated.

drawn from all other parts of the body, and concentered, as it were, in one. The insensibility of pain (I mean, of course, comparatively) which madmen possess is well known, Why, as far as the organs in question and several remarkable proofs of this are are concerned, they have, by blunting their given by Dr. Hibbert, in his Philosophy of sensibility, actually thrown dust into the eyes, Apparitions-a book which you and every and partially blinded that very "cherub" body else ought to read. We know, too, that whose sole business it is to watch over their persons under the influence of engrossing atsafety. Is not this madness? Is it not the same tention may be spoken to, and even pulled thing as though a man should wilfully disable by the skirt-" plucked by the ear," as Horthe arm that was only raised to protect him? ace says-without their perceiving it. There When a man, for the first time, swallows a are irresistible proofs of this to be drawn from glass of raw spirit, his guardian angel, SENSI-natural history, but it would be improper to BILITY, tells him-not indeed in a language mention them in a letter like this. We know, that can be heard-but in one far more im- too, that when any one part of the body is in pressive-a language that can be felt-tells great pain, the rest of the body is insensible to him, I say, as plainly as pain can speak, that lesser pain. This fact has given rise to a curaw spirit is an injurious stimulant. Yet what rious operation for the cure of traumatic does the fool do? Why, turns a deaf ear to locked jaw. It consists in inflicting on the the intimation which could be by possibility no wretched patient, in one part of his body, a other than a friendly one, and obstinately per-pain, the anguish of which shall be greater severes till the voice that warned him warns and more inconceivably excruciating than him no more-and then, with a folly scarcely the tetanic agony. Thus, as it were, restorless than idiotic, and an impudent hardihood ing the equilibrium of the sensibility; and scarcely less than blasphemous, he exclaims: subduing a great pain by inflicting, for a