Christie Johnstone

f a creature so different as Lady Barbara Sinclair; but the lady, for her part, was not so diffident of herself, nor was she in s

ontempt the accidents of birth and fortune, she had been a little staggered by t

romance of 1848, and of good society; of course she was not affected by hair tumbling back

e wooed with great deeds, or never won; on this subject she had thought much, though not enoug

arnest man, who was not to come flattering and fo

removed, but despised him for being a

ct with that picture of them which Grub Street, imposing on the simplicity of youth

resent, with Lady Barbara. But it serves her right; she has gone to esta

hundred miles are

hich still inflicts uncut leaves upon humanity, though tailors do not send home coats with the sleeves stitched up, nor chambermaids put tr

soon installed by the Firt

s sagacity, but half admired his brusquerie and b

phic Oracle. Worlds could not have temp

meantime, it struck him that the first part

nning to take their charming violet tinge, a light breeze ruffled the blue water into a sparkling smile, the shore was tranqui

ged nothing that could give fresh life and hope to such dwellers in dust and smoke

une of wealth, but he had sensibilities; he was an artist of great natural talent; had he only been without a penny, how he would

ture's beauties, and the sea always came b

the good physician was wiser than the tribe that go by that nam

what Dr. Aberford means

tly, my

e any abo

ay they are ever

some"-(c

l graceful empressement, but an

expression on his face-pride at his success in diving to the very

ow enough, my lord." Then glided back, and ushered in, with polite disdain, two lovelie

a broad lace border, stiffened and arched over the forehead, ab

ipes, red and white, most vivid in color; white worsted stockings, and neat, though high-quartered shoes. Under their jackets they wore a thick spotted cotton handkerchief, about one inch of

exion, with the red blood mantling under it,

ir, the loose threads of which glittered like gold, and a blue eye, which, being contras

uilds beauty on the ideas of ancient sculptors and poets, not of modern poetasters, who, with their airy-like syl

my lads.

straight as javelins; they could lift their hands above their heads!-actually! Thei

cleanliness and brightness of their costum

et politeness with which he would have received two princes

k lass, whose name was Jean Carnie, and

she; "are you a juke? I wad like

e of this question, replied, sotto

Jean's remark. "But i

ristie Johnstone. Then, appealing to his lordship as the likelies

he had not attended much to, answered dryly: "We must ask the repub

ed Jean Carnie, "i

Saunders, gravely, not without a secr

imposed upon, "ye are stateli

nders knows his value; a servant like S

s, with a shocked and most disclamatory

e muckle to laern. Are ye for

for this so

f empressement, offered the Carni

ut into her hand, and with more energ

and saut butter thegither; buy na

hed their entertainer; and he offered

di-cine!" s

th meet in their first nectarine, "I didna ken whaur ye

viscount all this time as demurely

ull, and melodious, and her manner very engaging; it was hal

blush stealing across her face, "ye

way that would have induced a be

, excluding every shade of curiosity from his face,

hand on her hip (the knuckles downward

the queen great

was obliged

ax taper, so is her majesty the q

does the Ju

cele

sion, the Duke** makes o

llin

yeawfu' prood o

an i

pinning-jenny, and rise up a lord,

er, doubtfully, "eloque

again, my lord," said

r, "ye shall tell me how ye ca

und

Sandy for a thing, ye

s prop knocked rudely away, and

ce. He furtively conveyed to him a plump book-this was Saun

the page, closed the book,

ndred ye

n to get a boeny story. 'Five hundre' yea

tones, as one larking with history, "between a king of E

, Jean, he was i

but the next moment a man-at-arms prepared a thrust at h

r," said Christie,

king's sword passed through one of them,

one! we

eaker, her eyes were glitter

e believes it!" So he began to

thing but his body; he gave it, it was his duty,

And the glowing ey

victory to the right; but the king came back

ed

his eye inward, and call up t

g on his back, looki

und, for they were brave men, too. There was a moment's silence

ould not bi

Deeth has ower

n do, he gave him two blo

er, and him a

he and we were Barons of Ipsden and

uir dying

r dying c

forbea

am; all the men of that day are dust; th

, by him, he said, 'Goodnight, Baron Ipsden;' and so he died, fire in his eye, a smile on his

"ye gar the tear come in my een. Hech! look at yon lassie! h

act, cleared the plate, "I aye liste

istie, "twa words fra a king

rtine-the breath of a mob-smells of its source-and is gone before the sun can set on it.

unders opened his eyes, and thought, "We shall w

dded, less warmly,

uld like to be

my lord yaw

doubting, perhaps, its sincerity; and Christie, with a shad

m sure," said she; "sae tell me

ns a pretty story like the other;

ill I; I'm aye se

twenty years on one seat, in the same

pay for ower

I wouldn't do it to b

ye; sae noow I'll gang, since ye ar

ght and day, and bright people are always in a hurry; he was informed in reply,

idea, I su

pretty creatures have to

in the dark beauty's scop

-we hae three hundre

is the

Johnstone's face, she gave her companion a rapi

plenty the day," added she, in smo

were selling six

be ever so long about it; c

lishman and a lorrd, twa daft things thegither,

till I count them t

nd Jean di

out of sight, c

m London, if ye please?" rec

ething in your face. I could find it in my

me, bore me! wheat

name, madam? M

e Christie

nstone, I am under

the trouble?" (sol

(rather p

never heer

ing you could assist me, if I am not presuming too far on our short acquaintance. I am t

for ca'ing you daft. Hech! what a saft hand y

, took the viscount'

"And he has bonny hair," said Christie,

Jean, inspecting him scie

Jess Rutherford, a widdy, wi' four bairns, ye

begin?" inquir

ye made o' sille

for, and produce

nd saxpence I'm awin ye," said the young fishw

ected, and away went t

ye, vile

t fell in

ked so much?" as

wonderful man; I like you

eur Ipsden!" should

a taste for whist, so these lower classes have perhaps put forward one of the

disturb the equilibrium of truth, but this Christ

ye are no to fling your chaerity like a bane till a doeg; ye'll gang yourse

your brother

him a sair sair hiding,

s effected, and she left him. At the door she said: "And I

with a lofty and disengaged gesture, such as one might expe

human square, a handsome boy, with a body swelled out apparently to the size of a man's, with blue flannel

ll was Flucker John

hey make the stage gypsy and Red Indian (two animals im

ction remains, not to

rl in the place, an

arp in his way as she

nd take twenty steps, but watched him all the time, and c

and brought him to

o convoy to yon auld faggi

yawing to keep up with the lordly galley, for a

whaven, the new pilot sudd

they mounted a staircase which was out of doors, and, without k

man to speak t