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“ ' I looked and beheld the deep epithet taken from the story of their green sea, and amid the waters was lives. A third hallooed, with a goba lonely isle. There I saw a fair let in one hand and the remains of woman and her only daughter-and a tarry hat in the other, the names the maiden sang of dool and sorrow, and dwelling-places of a long succesand the woman nursed a fair-haired sion of mistresses, who had triumph child, and thought on her husband ed over his heart at home and aand a far foreign land. And as she broad; but his chief favourite was looked to the sea for her husband Bell Sheal, daughter to the Skipper there came a bonnie ship, with her of Courach. A fourth gave a history pennons spread, and her white sails of the famous sea-fight between the bent, and she cast anchor by the Rover and the Rainbow-dipped his lonesome isle. And I looked and fingers without scruple in his own or saw evil men go ashore, and carry his comrades' Jiquor, to draw a chart away the woman's fair-haired daugh- of the coast where the battle hapter, and the mother wept and wailed pened ; and imagining himself at last ---followed them with intercessions in the hottest of the action, started on and prayers—but she asked pity his feet, and shouted out, * Board, yé from unpitying men, and they sailed babes of darkness, board !' and overaway and left her sorrowing. And turned the naval ballad-singer in the I looked again, and I saw the ship fury of his enthusiasm. In the midst of with her crew of evil doers—and they this scene of brawl and drunkenness, waxed merry with wine, and went Borthwick sat and enjoyed in their sweeping along with gladness and turns the varied characters which his joy of heart. And I saw a silver crew exhibited. He sang with the mist arise, and it spread and darken- songster, toasted pirates and drabs ed; and amid the mist I heard voices with Splicer and Spankem, threw a more awful than the voices of men, passing descriptive word or two into crying, Woe, woe, to the workers the narrative of the sea-fight of the of wickedness and then I heard a Rover and the Rainbow, and shoutdin like the shock of armed men, ed and swore with all, till the whole and a sound arose like the groans of isle remurmured with the din.Ah, the dying-and the mist melted away my gallant soul,' exclaimed a sailor and there lay on the decks the bo- from Carrickfergus to the boatswain, dies of many mariners, pierced with you have a bright sketch of sweatshot and with sword; and I saw the ing, and you damn most delightwoman with her fair-haired daughter fully.' standing exulting, and singing a loud " It was about two o'clock on a song of deliverance. Concluding his summer morning, when the captain, prophesy, he sank down again on the boatswain, and their companions, his seat, hid his face in the folds of returned on board the ship-some his mantle, and groaned and shud- we hauled up the side-they all got dered in the mental agony which aboard with difficulty, and reeled to ever precedes and follows the disclo- rest. I was desired to keep watch sures of a Seer.

on deck, and an old experienteed “ On retuming to our companions sailor was my companion. By deb we found the wine-cup in rapid grees the brawling and deep swearmarch, the brandy goblet making its ing subsided'; and all that could be rounds, while a keg of choice Hol- heard was the plash of the seal on lands followed, and completed in a the shore, the low chafing of the little space the triumph of Jiquor over surge against the prow of the ship, the understanding. One sang a long and the frequent sob and sigh from maritime battle-ballad, in a loud the unhappy island maid, whose equal tone of voice, which rivalled, sorrow knew no sleep. My comrade in hoarseness and melody, the cla- and I paced the deck with our cutmour of a storm in the shrouds. An- lasses drawn ; but the dewy air was other shouted out the names of all cold: we placed them in their sheaths, the naval heroes of plunder and pi- and with folded arms, and eyes which racy with whom his calling had now wandered seaward, then shoremade him familiar; and toasted them ward, and finally were turned upon all in quick succession, distinguish- each other in sharp and suspicious iug each by some rude descriptive scrutiny, we maintained our silent




watch. We had not moved in this its course, and ask him to take his way long till we heard the captive stance with the marking-irons, among girl, low and scarce audible at first, the morning dew. interceding with Heaven for protec- I could not help smiling at this tion; her prayer was interrupted singular speech; and ventured to inby sobs, and other expressions of quire, what he thought concerning misery, and her voice, though sweet, those deeds of outrage--the plunderwas inexpressibly mournful. "ing of a peaceable coast, and carrying wish,' said my comrade, that the away children to dispose of among lassie would have the sense to be silent the plantations. He seemed sur

she'll waken Captain Cutawa, and prised at my speech. I vow,' said he'll waken in drink-and wakening he, by the might of a nine-inch in drink he'll waken angry, and when cable, that thou art the greatest simhe's angry out comes his cutlass, pleton that ever hore pistols. I will and right and left, from stem to stern, make this knotty matter as straight strikes heas if a thousand fiends to thee as a handspike; and I canwere boarding his ship-and wha not but say, that I had some of kens but ye may get a slap or sae these qualms myself, the first voyage with his cutlass, just by way of a I made with the old half Highmark of special regarda friendly land, half Dutch captain-what's his token, belike, just to show how high name, who was gibbeted off the Paps you stand in a gallant man's regard? of Jura ?-old Jansen Vandergelt These are tokens we must some- but he weighed down my scruples times take from our enemies,' I ob with some pieces of Spanish gold, served - but a cut from a frier.d's and I became a quiet seaman, and a cutlass is long in healing, and I sworn servant of the ship, ever after. should be tempted to snap my pistol That's but a small answer to a large in his face if he struck hard. I question, though many would think like your spirit, my lad,' said the old it good enough, but I will make it pirate, measuring his steps in con- plain. Here's the good ship Rover, fidence, side by side with me; ' and a free-trader with an English pennon were my feet on the heather-top in- floating-she wants a hand, and a stead of shaven deal, I would burn hand wants employment; sae down powder under the best mari's nose in comes a seaman to the quay, the the mainland who bestowed such gowd is offered, the bargain is dubious benediction on me. But struck, and ye are a bonnden servant conscience ! ye see, lad, the land has to the bonnie ship till she hath made ae law, and the waves have another; her voyage. Now what is it to you, and ye'll never rise to command till I would wish to learn, whether she ye have learned to obey. And it's carry, sugar-candy or slaves--the just no sae bad as ye imagine to get law bound ye, and ye cannot loose a small wipe from the captain's yourself'; else a loose plank, or the hanger-it is a mark of respect, yard arm, or, what is worse than though something of a queer ane, all, a West India dungeon, would and which a hot-headed chield would be your instant fee and reward, the be apt to misunderstand. --- If he moment ye were taken. strikes ance he never strikes again, äre, maybe, somewhat devout, and and ye are ever after the captain's afraid of doing a thing which may be marked man-to bouse and carouse, heinous, and apt to bring ye into to plot and to board, and to share trouble in another state and be it in the glory and the spoil, and be saemscruples should be satisfied. ever at his right hand. I bear a Ah, my lad, there's nothing sooner gentle token of his affection myself soothed than a scruple of that kind won on the coast of Surinam ; I could if ye happen to have a tenderish go to the spot yet where I received heart and a soft eye ye'll find these it-and it mended, as ye see, in à mich more in your way. There was month,' displaying, as he spoke, the Captain Kipper ; he aye consulted his rough ridge of a large flesh-wound, chaplain before he ventured on an ex

and ever since we have been sworn pedition; and while he had one party brothers-amang the billows I mean; ashore marauding and reaving, he for I think, if we were fairly ashore, had another gang on board praying I would let the law of the land take and singing anthems-and sae he

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balanced matters atween a peevish a scraigh and a scream to a land of conscience and a love of gain. I milk and honey. There was wee have answered ye now, I trow.' And Duncan Davison-away from his he regarded me with triumph in his mother's knee we bore him, and eye, and we continued our pacing muckle she pled, and sore she and watching.

screamed, and took on as sadly as “ My companion laid his hand on that daft dame did this blessed night. my arm to stay me, and he stood But mark the upshot, man-Davie's looking shoreward, with his lips apart lord of half an island-has slaves to and his matted locks raised from his fan him and to cool his feet--a handcar-like one who sought to catch a some quean or twa to wait on him, flitting sound from a distant place. and dance and sing, and what not • It is but the moving of the seals and had he not fortunately fallen in among the waters after all, I be- with us, he would have been nought lieve ;' said he, and yet I thought better than a long-legged islander, I heard something like the shrill with a penoyless pouch, a naked twang of a woman's tongue--it's a knee-his dinner swimming in seven sound can never be mistaken, and fathoms of sea-brine, and he mendrings in one's ear like hammered ing his net to take it: so ye see, my steel.--But I'll warrant it's that fool- lad, there's muckle gude redounds ish woman's screams, that have left from this traffic.' And having contheir echo in my lug ;-I should like cluded his justification, he renewed now to have a bit of a brush with his watching, and seemed disinclined our cutlasses and cannon, to get rid to engage further in conversation. of such an unsonsie clamour.' I ex- “ It was now drawing towards pressed some suspicion, that much the morning dawn-the moon sank wrong was offered to individual feel- on the western wave--the stars being, in thus tearing their victims vio- gan to fade, and that faint flush of lently from their native place, and silvery light, which precedes the sun, the society of their relatives. He began to shoot upwards from the rubbed his chin, which was black dark-brown summit of an eastern and ripe for the razor ; shrugged up hill. The air was sharp and cold; his trowsers, and answered: “Wrong! and those chill breezes, which usher why ye see there seems to be small in the dawn, carried so much moiswrong in't-every body does with ture with them as rendered rapid the poor and the helpless as they motion needful to keep up animal like-one turns a fisher town into a heat. My comrade, accustomed much furrowed field, and burns the sheds to the balmy and warm evenings of above the people's heads by way of a milder climate, shrunk from my ejectment, and away they sail to rot side, and sheltering himself within a on a foreign shore :-- another, more mass of cable which lay on deck, merciful, turns his farmers' sons into coiled himself up within the folds fusileers, and hounds them away like a snake, and desired me to look abroad with fife and drum, to be shot sharply out on sea and shore; and and stabbed for seveppence a day soon the murmur of profound sleep and a new sark once in the year. told me, that watching was over Now ye see these brown and barren with him. isles, where the crow cannot find a “ As I paced to and fro I heard a worm--where nought green will sound of oars dipping gently in the grow---where all the music ye can water, on the shaded side of the hear is the sough of the storm and isle-I heard once or twice a faint the clang of the sea-mew-yet to low whistle, resembling a sea-bird's these, and to their wretched sheal- scream, and I thought I could diings, the inhabitants cling like the stinguish too the tone of a female weed to the rock, and the heather voice-probably the same which had to the hill. I winna say, we are disturbed my companion. We were their benefactors, seeing we work anchored under the shelter of a headfor our own gain—but if they winna land rock, distant from land a short forsake these unfruitful places, they pistol shot. All at once twelve or ought to be thankful and resigned fifteen boats came past the headland when they get peop!e wise enough to four rowers were in each, and judge for thom, and carry them with nets and mantles lay in the bottom,

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1 imagined they were a fishing party, ing like the trumpet call, as she exand stood on the ship's side sur- claimed, “Wretches, I am her moveying them as they came swiftly ther,'--seemed to wither their hearts onwards. When they were opposite and chain their hands. us, a figure rose from the bottom “ At the sound of her voice Borthof the rearward boat, drew a bow, wick flew from the other side of the and at the moment I heard the shaft ship, where he had with difficulty sing, I felt it strike deep into my repelled another attack, and mutterthigh. I cried aloud with the pain; ing a deep imprecation, rushed toand as I leaned against the rail, i wards her with his cutlass waving saw eight or ten arıned men start up about his head, till it whistled like from the bottom of each boat, and the falcon's wing. I hope an act of shouting out, “Macleod ! Macleod !' virtue will redeem the sin I unwillthey made for the vessel side. Our ingly committed in keeping company captain and men were instantly in with those wretches :--another momotion, and with pistol and cut- ment-and before her kinsmen, who lass crowded the deck, and endea- now ascended the deck on all sides, voured to repel the attack which could have come to her assistance, commenced on all sides at once. I her head had been cleft:just as the never before or after beheld an at- blade was in its fatal descent, a ball tack so fiercely made. The islanders, from my pistol arrested his career for inured to arms, and accustomed to ever, and stretched him lifeless on the dangers of sea and rock, forced the deck at her feet. . I could not their way once or twice upon deck, help uttering a shout of joy, and but were instantly repulsed, and for giving an ineffectual tug at the ara while I imagined the pirates would row, which stood fixed in my thigh, prevail. The islanders lashed seve- tumed my face from them, and said, ral of their boats together, and six Now I die contented.' The conmen abreast sought to scale the side test was soon over; the pirates were -shots and stabs were eagerly given cut down on all sides. "The Highfrom above and from below; and the land wrath was kindled, and nothing mariners, armed with long board- but blood could appease it. As they ing pikes, fought desperately and walked among the slain, one of them well.

observed me, and drawing his sword, “ As I lay wounded and bleeding, surveyed me for the death-stroke. and looking on this fierce contest, I The mother and her daughter came beheld the mother of the maiden we at that instant from below the had carried away, with a pistol in former interposed with a scream, and her girdle, and a spear in her hand. said, as she laid her arms softly She flew to her kinsmen, who had about me, Harm him not, harm that moment recoiled from the attack; him not,--this sweet and blessed boy and, stamping her foot, exclaimed, has saved my life this morn-he has • Are ye men, and dread the spear been borne away from a mother's and the pistol of wretches such as bosom, and can feel for a mother's these ?-I have suffered wrongs wrongs. But bless thee, my child, might make heroes of ordinary men thou art sore wounded - the arrow of -yet you are less than men--if you the avenger is in thy flesh: here, were women, you would follow me kinsmen, hold his hands and his feet, --but alove I will go, and eternal till I withdraw the weapon and reshame befal you!'-and with gleam- deem him from death. Having cut ing eyes, and streaming hair, and a away the cloth, she touched the weacry of indescribable agony, she flew pon with a gentle and a skilful hand, to the ship, and in a moment mount- aud, after a sharp pang or two, reed the deck. The mariners seemed moved it from the wound. • Here,' overawed by her presence and by her she said, Flora, my daughter, lay wrongs, and recoiled a step or two: thy young lips to this deep wound,

I never beheld a figure so grandly and suck forth the venom of the rusty heroic. Her dilated and tlashing dart, which hath harmed thy delivereves, her form, which appeared to er.' And the maiden knelt down, apexpand as she confronted her ene- plied two soft red lips to the wound, mnies, and her voice, losing at once its and then bound it up, and I felt soft and maternal tones, and resound- greatly relieved.


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“We have slain a crew of ma- pery deck. Let her riches be sunk rauders," said one islander, and have in the deep sea, and her timbers contaken the vessel which has wrought sumed with fire-or the wrath of so much woe among the western isles Heaven may find us -and I, Donald - let us hoist the pennon of the Mac- Macmurrach, have spoken it." Let leod top-mast high, and bear the ship us consume it then with fire,' shouthome as a trophy.--The spoil of sil- ed the islanders, since our Seer has ver and of gold we also will divide said it;' and as they spoke, fire was among us.' Who talks of their ship thrown upon deck, and applied to for a trophy, and their riches for a the dry timber in the cabin: the spoil?' said another islander, in whom flame, seizing the sides, flew upwards I recognised the Seer of the island- to the sails, and a long broad stream spring — Cursed be the hand that of glowing and pitchy light followed felled the timber, the hand that us far on our homeward way through framed it into a ship, and the hand the ocean. Such was my first marithat launched it upon the ocean : ac- time adventure and such the end of cursed are its deeds, accursed are its the pirates and their vessel.” gains, and accursed are they who

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We have too long neglected to no- a later age. Then the sudden leap tice Bracebridge-hall, which, as the from this gorgeous poetry to the work of one of the agreeable and po- rapid and delightful prose narratives pular writers of the age, claims to be which have lately crowded forth, has regarded in a journal, which profes- done much for the author: and, perses to record all that is interesting haps, the very stifling of his name or remarkable in English literature. has gone far towards securing him There is no one, perhaps, of the pre- his title. The secret has been adsent day, who is so little indebted mirably unkept. It has not been for his success to a daring man- proclaimed, but diffused as mysterinerism, or an affected originality, as ously, as could be desired. Tales Mr. Geoffrey Crayon; and this choice have been told of the author's selfand elevation of a writer who aims denial, of the King's curiosity avd at nothing beyond uttering what surmises, of the profound secrecy he thinks and feels in the clearest of the writing and printing, of the, and most unaffected style, seems to publisher preserving one of the wrius to be an assertion of a better ter's pens in a glass case! Nothing, taste and feeling in the public. The in short, has so much conduced to success of many of our present po. the fame and name of the Baronet as pular writers is easily to be account the certainty with which the public ed for. It is not strange that Sir regards him as the Great Unknown. Walter Scott should have realized It is not to be disputed, that Sir his fame, his fortune, and his ba- Walter is a man of vast genius and .. ronetoy :---for he wrote directly at the various talent; but it is, we think, romantic and the picturesque, and undeniable, that his popularity has singled out from the times of chi- been excited by arts, which are not valry all that would dazzle, and strictly essential to the true dignity captivate the modern reader, and of the literary character. Lord By, gave it an existence as of this ron's popularity is certainly as easily day. The hero of old romance was explicable. His title, his youth, his brightened up and placed in the classic riches, culled in a classic land, most enchanting scenery and situa- his apparent hopes and mysterious tions; and his chivalrous and attrac- sorrow, his return-blow to the Reviewtive habits were ingeniously blended ers--these first took poetical readwith modern grace and the polish of ers captive. He has maintained his

* Bracebridge-hall, or the Humourists, by Geoffrey Crayon, Esq. author of the Sketch-book, 2 vols. 8vo. Murray. 1822.

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